Space is twisting.
Lette can clearly feel that everything before him is being sliced apart and then reorganized.
Oaths, bindings, agreements, or by whatever different names they are called, in essence, they are the same thing.
Entities powerful enough to reach a conceptual level find it hard to determine victory or defeat in their battles, let alone life and death.
The divine arena offers a solution.
Let the Favoured of the Gods slaughter each other; the victory or defeat of the Favoured indirectly determines the victory or defeat of the Gods, which can be considered a more civilized solution.
But some issues require a fight to the death! The arena, naturally, cannot satisfy everyone's needs.
Thus, a unique kind of ring was born.
With the world as a chessboard, constraints and oaths are set up, and within limited conditions, a bloody slaughter ensues to seek the final result.
