Inside the Gladiator Arena.
A female warrior with red skin fought fiercely against another warrior.
She wore a black helmet adorned with a golden trim, and protruding, flat horns extended from either side of the helmet.
Beneath the golden armor was a black lining, and a brown-gray fur skirt was tied at her waist, making her look even more heroic and extraordinary.
But this was not the most astonishing thing about the Red Wind Queen.
She had two pairs of eyes and four arms!
If Ben were here, he would immediately recognize the true identity of this incredibly powerful warrior – a female Tetramand, the princess of the Red Wind Kingdom, Looma.
Not long ago, Princess Looma had arrived in this strange place, and the one who discovered her was also a Valkyrie.
After fighting and defeating the Valkyrie, Looma obtained information about this planet.
Thus, as a Tetramand princess who greatly desired combat, she unhesitatingly sought out the Red King herself, expressing her desire to fight various individuals in the Arena as a gladiator.
Female Tetramands were superior to males in physical ability. Their immense strength and combat skills quickly made Looma a champion, earning her the title of Red Wind Queen from everyone.
At this moment, the Red King Angmo Asan sat high atop the Gladiator Arena, enjoying this performance by the Red Wind Queen.
In fact, the moment he first saw Looma, he was captivated by this female Tetramand.
Although Princess Looma possessed immense strength, her physique was not as bulky as power-type warriors like the Hulk.
Instead, she was firm yet slender, radiating a beautiful glow from her powerful body.
However, Looma held the Red King in utter disdain.
This brutal ruler of Sakaar did not possess the strength to warrant her attention.
He had only managed to establish his rule by controlling advanced technology.
The Red King used neurotoxins to control the gladiators he enslaved, while also using other technological weapons and his army to suppress the other natives of Sakaar.
Of course, he would occasionally engage in combat in the Arena to display his authority and might, but this was precisely what Looma looked down on him for even more.
Because every time the Red King entered the Arena, he would be fully armored, wearing a high-tech exoskeleton that granted him immense power, while he himself hid behind the armor, posturing.
In Looma's eyes, this was nothing short of cowardice.
The Red King was certainly no gentleman. He originally intended to use neurotoxins to control Looma, just as he controlled other gladiators. Unfortunately, the skin of Tetramands was tougher than rock, resilient enough to withstand fire and lasers.
Those neurotoxins had little effect on Looma, and instead caused the Red King trouble.
An enraged Looma had nearly torn the Red King's exoskeleton apart with her bare hands.
Since then, the Red King had not dared to harbor any ill intentions towards Looma.
Fortunately, Looma loved combat, and life in the Arena was like swimming in water for her. She did not leave, but instead, as the Red Wind Queen, continuously defeated her challengers.
Sadly, very few warriors managed to reach her.
Before them now was a long-awaited opponent.
"Boom!"
Looma threw a powerful punch, and an explosion resounded, the shockwave shattering the ground beneath their feet.
Then, the two warriors quickly separated.
Looma proudly raised her head, looking at the warrior opposite her with yellowish-brown skin, a protruding face, and a ferocious appearance.
"You're not bad. State your name."
That warrior had clearly endured incredibly brutal battles to reach Looma. At this moment, he was covered in wounds and appeared very weary.
But his pale eyes remained unwavering.
He raised his weapon and declared loudly:
"I am a warrior of Korbin, Beta Ray Bill!"
"Very well, Beta Ray Bill!" Looma nodded seriously, fully expressing her recognition of the warrior before her. Then, she raised her four arms and shouted loudly:
"I am the Queen of the Tetramands, the ruler of the Red Wind Army, the Red Wind Queen, Looma I!"
Her voice echoed through the Arena. The spectators who heard her voice cheered in unison, releasing large plumes of red smoke. They shouted Looma's name, their voices overlapping in waves:
"Red Wind Queen!"
"Red Wind Queen!"
"..."
The cheers seemed to form a massive circle, raising an Arena more magnificent than the Totem Tower, with endless lights converging upon her!
The Red King, watching from above, looked on with infatuation, exclaiming, "How captivating..."
Then, his expression turned grim: "I will have you, Looma!"
On the battlefield.
The battle between Looma and Bill had concluded.
"Don't let him die."
The unconscious Bill was dragged away by two armored Sakaar People. Princess Looma shouted a hearty instruction after him, then raised her arms to bask in the cheers of victory for a moment before striding away.
For her, powerful enemies like Bill weren't encountered often.
A feast concluded.
The spectators in the Gladiator Arena began to leave one after another.
Meanwhile, the Red King immediately stood up from his seat. He had intended to quickly find Princess Looma to curry favor, but at that moment, Caiera contacted him.
"Your Majesty Red King, Scavenger 142 has brought two more gladiators."
"Oh?"
Upon hearing this, the Red King's interest was immediately piqued.
Ever since the Valkyrie brought Looma to the Gladiator Arena, the Red King had placed great importance on this scavenger's abilities.
Tens of thousands of tons of garbage rained down on Sakaar every day, but few people could truly find anything valuable within it.
Many native Sakaar People didn't recognize quality goods, or even if they discovered powerful warriors, they lacked the means to subdue them.
"It seems one of them has an extraordinary identity," Caiera emphasized again.
Thus, the Red King's interest in Ben and Loki grew even greater.
He glanced at the guards and maids behind him and said, "Let's go see my new slaves!"
Soon, the Red King arrived with a large entourage. Ben finally met the true ruler of Sakaar.
He had red skin, a thin body, a long face, and an irritating arrogance that never left his expression.
"Scavenger 142, what new surprise have you brought me?"
As he approached, he asked like a monarch, his gaze sweeping over Ben and Loki before settling on Loki.
For the races of the cosmos, he could discern that Loki's attire was unusual. In comparison, Ben's clothing looked neat but was not presentable.
The Valkyrie grabbed Loki's shoulder and yanked him forcefully, pulling Loki in front of the Red King. She extended her hand and said in a tone of presenting merchandise:
"An Asgardian, and a noble Prince!"
Loki glared at her angrily but ultimately said nothing.
"Oh? A Prince of Asgard?"
The Red King was indeed somewhat surprised.
Who in the entire cosmos hadn't heard of the Divine Realm people?
To be honest, it was precisely because the Red King knew the Valkyrie was from the Divine Realm that he allowed her to move freely on Sakaar. Otherwise, as an outsider, she would not have escaped the fate of being thrown into the Arena.
The Red King completely ignored Ben. He walked around Loki, scrutinizing the fallen Asgardian Prince from head to toe.
Loki couldn't stand this gaze and immediately retorted sarcastically:
"What are you looking at, you waste who calls himself king in a garbage heap? Now that you know I'm a Prince of Asgard, why aren't you releasing me? Or do you want to face the wrath of the Divine Realm!"
These words enraged the Red King.
He had been hesitating whether to buy Loki, but now he made up his mind, his ferocious features contorting: "Do you know what I like best?"
"Caiera, bore through his collarbone with chains and put him in the next match!"
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