Chapter 46: Medicine
The Templar named Maynes pointed his spear at the sky, and the sound of a battle cry created a strong golden-red ripple around him, which spread throughout the arena.
"Now I declare............ Today's competition begins!! β
As soon as he finished speaking, the cheers exploded, and the sound made Kyle want to cover his ears.
But it also made his blood boil.
Maynes' voice was very infectious, he was probably mixed with the battle cry in it, this feeling of blood boiling was definitely not normal, Kyle quickly turned on the 'power of the void' and blocked the ripples of holy power from his body, only to calm this feeling.
The duelists in the first game are two adventurers.
They are all devotees of the god of war, so they can be at the top of the line, and the presiding Templar has them take an oath to Cassano and tell the cause and effect.
After the two of them vowed not to pursue the matter after today.
Maynes got both sides on the pitch.
This kind of duel can only be used by the parties involved, and only the standard equipment of the arena is allowed, and the use of consumable items such as potions, scrolls, and poisons is also prohibited.
Moreover!
Maynes also used a magical blessing called 'Divine Fountain' on the two before they entered the court.
The level is equivalent to a level 3 magic.
It can wash away the bad state and restore energy and physical strength to show fairness.
The whole process is projected by magic, and it will also be simultaneously projected into the air in the middle of the arena, so that everyone in the audience can see it.
The first is a swordsman vs. a barbarian berserker, a swordsman's sword ...... Well, it's actually a machete, exactly the same as the machete in the Celestial Empire's anti-Japanese god drama, although Kyle disagrees.
But in this world, everyone just calls the machete a sword.
Even people like Wren Nornes haven't let the world change their name, and Kyle thinks he can't do it.
As the opponent of the swordsman, the berserker on the opposite side is armed with two axes.
Both men used ordinary stainless steel weapons.
Barbarians are a subspecies of humans, mostly living on the northern continent - the Frozen Lands......... Barbarian is actually a slurious term, and the real scientific name should be: 'Homo Tygulas-Polar subspecies'.
In addition to this, there are major human subspecies such as surface man, subterranean man, and amphibian.
Kyle's current body is a surface man.
Polar people are tall and stout, with a height of more than two meters in adulthood, and their physical attributes are inherently far superior to other human subspecies, even if they have not learned extraordinary strength.
Their Life Force Field stat will not drop below 25 either.
But......
Among the combat classes of the same rank and non-spell casting, the telekinesis is always the most powerful!
The final result was not unexpected, relying on the bonus of telekinesis to the motor attributes, after a thrilling chase battle (in fact, the swordsman was chased by the berserker for ten minutes).
After the stamina is exhausted and the berserk state is gone.
The weakened berserker was slashed off his left arm by a swordsman.
Because he did not master the secret techniques such as 'Life Burning', 'Hades Covenant', and 'Blood Fury', which could make the berserker continue to go berserk when he was weak, the berserker who lost one hand had no power to fight back, and was killed by the second sword... The knife cut off the head.
After a moment of tranquility.
The audience cheered for the victorious swordsman in this fierce battle that was chased and then counter-killed.
β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦
Noisy cheering audience seats.
A man in a cloak was looking around, a palpable testament to his anxiety and irritability compared to the crowd around him who were so engrossed in watching the swordsman and berserker fight.
"Damn, why haven't you come yet! The first one is over. β
Meanwhile.
In the rammed-earth arena, the victorious swordsman raised his machete and shouted at the audience, drawing cheers.
"These untouchables, who usually cower in fear, are now very happy!"
Cloaked people have a secret hatred in their hearts.
Due to the power of the bloodline and the existence of supernatural powers, those who possess power are naturally high, and many of them regard ordinary people as pariahs. This is especially true for individuals like the Cloaked Man, whose bloodline power is the source of transcendence.
And most of these viewers are not formal professionals.
If it is in normal times, for these ordinary people, these people in the field of competition will not dare to be disrespectful depending on the existence that they need to look up to.
Otherwise, it will definitely be bad luck.
This is still the Platinum Empire under Bahamut.
Due to the Platinum King's preference for order, the Platinum Empire is arguably the most equal of all the kingdoms ruled by demigods. As long as you obey the laws of the empire and maintain reverence and respect for the strong, no one will oppress the weak in public.
The powerful will try their best to show themselves on the side of justice, and they will try to abide by the imperial laws made by the great dragon emperor Bahamut.
Of course, in private, that's what it should be.
ββββ the pursuit of power, naturally, not to keep oneself bound.
But this is at least much better than the orc kingdoms ruled by the beast demigodsββββ where the will of the strong is the rule and the extraordinary power is the truth.
There is a limit to how much intelligent life can withstand stress.
This is true for humans, orcs, and dwarves, and Tygulas lacks the means of entertainment, especially for those who are weakββββ who usually either work hard to survive or work tirelessly to improve their strength.
There's no time to enjoy life.
This kind of competitive activity, nominally to please the god of war - Cassano, but in fact it is a kind of entertainment in the name of the god to meet the needs of the public.
The lower class people can watch the competition here and vent the pressure they usually accumulate.
Professionals who have some strength and are eager to get a promotion can prove themselves in this kind of activity.
A superordinate, even an epic powerhouse, who has a good status, has no worries about survival, and will be respected wherever he is, can also gain the attention of ordinary people in this kind of activity and get a certain sense of satisfaction in his heart.
And for those ruling classes at the top.
Holding this kind of competitive event can win the hearts and minds of the people at the bottom.
It can also prepare a good upward channel for those freelancers who have power, preventing them from rebelling and making trouble, or gathering crowds to act as thieves, so as to reduce the pressure of ruling for themselves.
Activities like this that are beneficial to all classes......
Why not?
The Cloaked Man is not averse to competitive events, on the contrary, he usually likes to cheer for the victors like these spectators.
But now......
Watching these people cheer, and then comparing their own anxiety and irritability......... This feeling made him want to kill.
Fortunately!
The man he was waiting for arrived......
"Yo! You look agitated...... Master Ethan. β
The man did not hide himself like Ethan, he sat down beside Ethan with a big grin, took out a cigarette, lit it, and inhaled intoxicatedly, leaving a hazy smoke ring in the air as he exhaled.
Ethan wasn't as laid-back as the comer.
After looking around and seeing that everyone around him was focused on the arena and no one was paying attention to the two of them, Ethan turned his head to look at the comer. "Is the medicine down, Bob? It's game two, and I think Kyle was the third to play, and it will be his turn soon! β
"Master Ethan, I'm Bob, just rest assured."
The thief named Bob does his job, and he looks like a thief. He showed a lewd smile, "The old cripple who is responsible for feeding the monster asked for leave today to let his nephew, that is, me, replace him for a day, but unfortunately he suffered an accident............ No one will know who did it! β
"Good!!"
Hearing this, Ethan's anxiety and boredom were swept away, replaced by endless excitement.
"Fifteen gnolls who have eaten 'Blood Mania' and 'Disintegration Pills', as long as they see blood, they will frantically burn their lives to increase their strength, fifteen berserkers! Fifteen!! β¦β¦β¦β¦ I'll see how you die! β
"It's better to be torn apart and eaten in front of the whole city, haha!! Sister Garcia has to be mine. β
He was talking to himself as if no one was around.
Unabashedly said what was in his heart, not caring about Bob next to him at all.
Bob looked at the excited Ethan with disdain, lay down on the seat, dug his nostrils and said, "Young Master Ethan, it seems that I have to tell you something, lest you say that I am untrustworthy for a while!" β
"What?"
Listening to Bob's words, Ethan suddenly had a bad feeling.
"Ahh It's nothing, although I drugged the gnolls according to your orders, but it's not the two you said. β
Bob had an ugly smile on his face.
"In order to achieve the best results, I decided to change the medicine to xxxx, I think you should be able to understand!"
Ethan's face turned green when he heard this.
The guy on the other side, after receiving the full amount of his five thousand gold dragons, took it upon himself to exchange the medicine for something so cheap in order to get an extra part for himself......... I can't achieve what I want at all.
ββββ let Kyle Nornes die tragically on the spot!
"I'm going to want Kyle to die, not to have this outcome, even if your plan is higher! I want Kyle Nornes dead! Not the result of the success you planned............ Is that how you Mad Dogs do things? β
"Humph!" Bob sneered.
"It's not up to you what we do with the Mad Dogs. Besides, this time it was my own private job, and it had nothing to do with Boss Anglie. And... Your plan is unlikely to succeed in the first place! β
He lowered his head and pointed his thumb in one direction.
"Look what that is!"
Ethan was about to look up, but Bob quickly pressed down, and at the same time whispered urgently: "Idiot! Don't use your eyes, use the afterglow, the afterglow! Do you want to be discovered? β
"It's just a statue of the Dragon Emperor, why use the afterglow?"
ββ¦β¦ Ay! Bob was very helpless to Ethan, "I don't mean the statue of the Dragon Emperor, I mean the Golden Sword Saint, are you really stupid or pretending to be stupid!" β
"I ......"
"Master Ethan!" Bob interrupted his retort and said, "You don't know how powerful an epic powerhouse really is, do you?" β
After a brief silence, Ethan nodded silently.
"In that case, let's go with my plan. Otherwise, at the speed of a high-level Juggernaut, not to mention fifteen gnoll berserkers, it is fifteen hundred, and don't even think of killing Kyle Noones under the nose of Lord Reut! β
ββ¦β¦ All right. β