Chapter 1182 Selection in the Ring (13)

Fifteen minutes later, Africa, in the Pillar Forest of the Red Sea, in the battleships of Great Britain.

Sitting in a remote corner of the ship's deck, Zhalfir intends to use the last remaining moment to make the final touches on his companions' weapons.

Bediwell, Palamidades, Segrade, and Elaine were tasked with surrounding Zhalfir, providing cover for the young leopard men from the curious eyes on the deck to find out what was hidden in their weapons. Everyone chatted for a while, and the werewolf told him about the encounter with Logan during the meal.

"So, you think it's the real [time magic]?" said Paramidis, who listened to Bedeville's narration, incredulous.

"It has to be. The werewolf asserted. Even if it is as fast as Palamidas, it is only running at super high speeds.

But the process of eating is long and complicated, and it is completely different from the nature of running. Bedeville's Archmage Logan ate the three-person lunch in an instant, so fast that Bedeville couldn't even see it. There is no other way to achieve such a magical thing than to [use magic to stop time in the world].

"But, Mr. Beddyville, [stopping the world's time by magic] would have been impossible. Segrade frowned.

Anyone who knows a little about the principles of magic knows that although photons can be converted into matter, space, time, and energy at will, [time magic] is a very unsuccessful division in magic.

Humans are creatures enslaved to [time]. We live in the ocean of time, and we can't help ourselves. Even if photons are consumed to transform [time], a little bit of time will instantly escape into the ocean of time and become a part of the overall time of the universe. Extending the entire universe by a hundred billionth of a second is meaningless to the caster, or to the universe.

Unless, someone has figured out a way to use [Time Magic] only on a specific target, so that only that person's time is extended. But that's theoretically impossible. Because no one can stop the extra [time] that has been created and scattered in the ocean of time.

How the hell did Logan do it? Was that some kind of deceptive trick?

"Is it hypnotism?" Paramides pondered.

"It's not. That's the weirdest thing about this. Bediville's brows furrowed, puzzled: "I immediately glanced at the bell of the dining hall afterwards. From the time I started eating to the time Logan left, it was definitely no more than five minutes. Excluding the time of the conversation, the whole process of eating three lunches was definitely within a minute. He couldn't have swept up three lunches in a minute, that's not something humans can do. The only possibility is to use magic to pause time in the entire world and eat three lunches in the world where time is paused. Palamides and the others were stunned. That is really the only plausible explanation. However, this so-called rational explanation is contrary to common sense and illogical at all. Does the mage Logan really have the power to make the impossible possible?

Moreover, he did not unseal any magic. The only item that Logan unsealed from his locker was a bracelet filled with water.

What the hell is this trick?!

"I'm sorry, my IQ is not high enough, I'm afraid I can't help if I want to break my head. Palamides scratched his head and said, "But you have to be careful against Logan, don't be beaten lightly." "I'll try to do it." The werewolf sighed, but his heart was uncertain. If Logan really used [Time Magic] to suspend time in the world, Bedeville would be slaughtered and would have no power to fight back. If he is knocked down by Logan in an instant during the time he stops, the werewolf can be said to lose inexplicably, and it is difficult to look at.

What should I do?

"Mr. Bediwell, your plug-in system has been revamped. Zhalfir said suddenly, handing the werewolf's Luna Steel Scimitar to the side: "There are two plug-in slots available. What plugin are you going to install?" "That-" The werewolf muttered in Zhalfir's ear.

"[Medical gel] and [Freeze Spray]?, what kind of thing works?" Zhalfir frowned in confusion. Both of those inserts are for first aid and are only useful for plugging wounds. They don't look like they can be used in battle?

"I don't know. There is only one gamble left. The werewolf swallowed and said apprehensively.

He remembered a qiē Tristan had made yesterday in the City of the Dead, including a shield made by the Fish-Man Prince with medical gel. The medical gel may not help Bedeville win the battle, but it may help the werewolves not to lose.

As long as you don't get killed by Logan and keep observing, it is possible to solve the "puzzle", and there may be a slight chance of victory in this battle - although the probability is infinitely close to zero.

"Attention candidates~!" Knight of the Round Table Cador deliberately lengthened his voice and announced from the radio, "Lunch time is over, please gather on the deck." There will be two candidates in each group, and the candidates whose names are called are asked to go to the transport boat with the corresponding number.

Group 1, Match 1: Silver Wolf Bediwell vs. Rogan the Mag;

Group 2, Match 1: Sir Paramides vs. Swordsman Selen;

Group 3, Match 2: Viscount Luxford vs. Segrade;

Group 4, Scene 1: Evan the Hawkeye vs. Helf the Robber;

Group 5, Scene 1: Warlock Lorenz vs. Solaer the Demon Swordsman;

Group 6, Scene 2: Warcraft Hunter Albert vs. Giant Nimitz;

Group 7, Match 2: Scritter Soroldorf vs. Fishman Prince Tristan;

Group 8, Game 2: Cutlass Moron vs. Elaine the White Bears;

Group 9, Scene 1: Dark Elf Chanel vs. Outlaw Stan;

Group 10,

"Why, why is there a second game of people coming out and playing in the battle?" Before the broadcast ended, Elaine, the white bear, tilted his head and asked.

"Because there are [empty seats]. Palamides explained.

Since the knockout stage schedule is based on a draw, a battle in some groups may be met with a [vacant seat], which means that some candidates win without a fight.

If the normal order of appearance is followed, the candidate who plays against the [empty seat] may end up winning the group directly after only one game, while the other candidates may have to play three knockout matches in the worst case. How can this unfairness be allowed to happen.

As a result, the organizers of the Roundtable Trial have adjusted the schedule so that even the initial [empty seats] candidates must play at least two battles to qualify from the group, while other candidates generally have to play two games, and in the worst case three games. Judging from the initial group of candidates, the order of appearance should be planned according to the strength of the candidates. The strong will naturally have to fight a few more games to even out the gap in strength between the candidates.

Of course, this also means that Bediwell's party basically has to play three battles to qualify from the group, and no one is immune.

"Well, good luck to you. Palamides walked towards his transport.

"Good luck too. Bediwell put away his luna steel scimitar, his tungsten tongue whip pinned to his waist, and walked to the transportship tremblingly.

"Have you solved the riddle I gave you?" asked the werewolf as soon as Rogan came up. The stout old man jumped into the transport boat lightly and powerfully, his steps full of ease and confidence.

"Totally confused. The werewolf replied truthfully with a wry smile.

"Hmph~" The old man sat on the seat of the transport boat: "I like your honesty, young man. It's a bit of a shame to beat you like that. Bruises loomed from the corners of Bediwell's forehead. Old man Logan is too dead to say - the fight hasn't started yet, and God knows who will win!

"Ai and Al haven't come back yet," Elaine, the White Bear, said worriedly as she walked to the transport boat with the two brothers, Zhalfir and Segrade.

"Ahh Albert hurried to the deck, and before the battle had begun, he threw himself on the deck. Tiger's clumsy move drew a burst of scoff from the candidates.

"I'm going to win. Albert's opponent, Nimitz of the Giants, grinned coldly. No one was optimistic about Albert, a stinking boy, who thought that the tiger was just an object of bullying and would not survive even the first battle - after all, the tiger was almost at the bottom of the sixty-seven candidates.

"Nope. You're doomed. A handsome young man walked past the giant Nimitz and said coldly: "Those who do not know how to respect their opponents will surely be defeated." Nimitz glared at the man, "If you stir up trouble, how about we have a fight here?" The handsome young man pulled down the hood of his robe and said in a calm tone.

"Oh, so we're in the same group!I'm suddenly looking forward to fighting you!" the giant let out a gruff laugh.

"You don't have to look forward to it, you won't run into me anyway. The dragon knight turned and left.

"Don't run!-" "Well, Mr. Giant?" Albert was already on the transport, "Do you want to come up?" "If you don't come, this battle will be considered my victory?" "Bastard!" the giant Nimitz gave the tiger a blank look and jumped onto the transport. Although the giant had used condensation to reduce his size to the size of a normal human (still a tall man), his weight still caused the transports to shake for a while when he jumped onto them.

"Whoa-" The giant put his arm around Albert to prevent the tiger man from being thrown out of the spaceship: "Hahahahaha! Don't be thrown down, little kitten! If I win without a fight, I will win the dishonorable!" "Yes, yes, thank you for your concern." The tiger was dizzy from the other party's body odor, and he didn't bother to argue with this kind of reckless man, he just wanted the battle to start.