Chapter 382 Chapter 382 Chaotic Audience: Another One?

Women fighting.

Since the dawn of human civilization, since the birth of aesthetics and entertainment, the art of "watching women fight" has embodied both the instincts of human nature and the humanistic concern of literature and arts; it is both the lofty and the lowly, the pinnacle of all art since the creation of civilization.

So intense,

Too intense.

The citizens of the Chaotic Church Nation cheered and rejoiced for such a glorious day, utterly unconcerned about whether stars were falling.

The Witch Garden, which for thirty thousand years could not be desecrated by blood, has today finally been stirred by the clangor of arms, all because a few women are fighting.

"Chaos is a ladder! Chaos is a ladder."

The ratings for the Witch Garden began to soar again, surpassing its own records, spiraling over ninety percent; ninety-one, ninety-two... reaching an impossible realm—ninety-five percent.