Diana's heart was uneasy.

Although the tone of those two sisters just now, it should not be a killer.

But what if?

Although Uncle Dillon usually doesn't talk much, he is a good man.

"Good people don't die so quickly, do they? God! Diana prayed in her heart.

Diana wanted to go up and check the situation, but she didn't dare.

After all, the three people on the field were still standing motionless, and she was afraid that she would cause some accidents because of herself.

Plop.

Dillon suddenly half-knelt on the ground, his long sword inserted into the mud, holding the sword in one hand and the ground in the other.

"Uncle Dillon!"

Diana hurriedly called out and ran over in a panic.

Codiv and Cotillard, who were not far away, also moved, and they turned their heads to look at Dillon with deep eyes.

Then he put away the weapon in his hand and walked towards the small door where he came out without looking back.

As Diana ran past them, Codiv said, "You won this game." ”

Godival didn't say anything about him, because she knew that the parry just now was the result of the joint efforts of Diana and Dillon.

Cotillard also waved her hand at Diana, "Sister Diana, we'll come to play with you in two days." ”

Although the result this time was somewhat unexpected by the two of them, since it had been agreed, they would not lose their words.

If the mission fails, it fails, and it's not a big deal.

Diana glanced at the two of them with some puzzlement, a little puzzled why Uncle Dillon had fallen and yet had won.

"Thank you." Diana nodded politely at them, then quickly turned and ran towards Dillon.

Coming to Dillon, who was half-kneeling on the ground, Diana was a little overwhelmed.

"Uncle Dillon, are you alright?" Diana asked a little nervously.

"I'm fine." Dillon said bitterly.

He could feel that if he said a few more words, he might not be able to do it half-kneeling.

The way he looks now is not because of an injury, but because he used all the spirit of his body to parry the attack of the twin killers just now, so that his body reached the peak state so far in that short moment.

In that short moment, Dillon only parried four attacks, and that was almost exhausting all the essence in his body.

If he fails, he is a lamb to the slaughter, and he will lose.

Luckily, they only sent out four attacks, and he simply parried them all.

Even if it succeeds, if Codiff and Cotillard go back on their word, then Dillon will have to admit defeat.

Thankfully, not only did they block the attack, but Codiv and Cotillard kept their word and conceded their victory.

"It's okay." Diana breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly she remembered that she had forgotten something, and hurriedly picked up the scepter in her hand and silently recited the incantation.

White healing beams fell on Dillon, slowly recovering his strength and energy.

Feeling that he had regained a little strength, Dillon waved his hand, signaling that he didn't need to continue.

He is not an ordinary lack of physical strength or mental fatigue now, but a weakness caused by the explosion of the spirit of his whole body.

In this case, the healing magic can only restore a certain amount of his physical strength and spirit at most, and cannot directly restore him to his previous state.

If you want to recover, you have at least a few days.

Although Dillon didn't know this kind of healing skill, he also learned some basic information about these healing skills from Gu Fan's mouth.

For a strong person of higher rank, a healing technique like this is slower and less effective.

After all, the stronger the strength, the stronger the body, and the stronger the healing energy required.

As for Dillon's weak state, unless he uses a higher-level divine skill than himself, he can only speed up his recovery at most.

In the stands.

At first, Albert was a little dissatisfied with the twin killers chatting in the audience, but he didn't dare to get angry at them.

Until just now, after seeing the twin killers perform a killing move, one of his second brother's team even knelt weakly on the ground, and Albert only felt that he had won the battle.

When he was chatting with the noble second generation beside him who flattered him, he unexpectedly found that the twin killers suddenly left the field.

He had spent a full thousand gold coins to hire a top killer who had already paid five hundred gold coins in advance, and suddenly left the arena at this moment......

Left......

"The main combat power on the opposite side has almost been scrapped, and there is only one vase left with little combat ability, since you are gone?"

"Just gone?"

Albert's breath became rapid.

Suddenly, a voice of commentary sounded in the arena, "Congratulations to His Royal Highness on the final victory of the Light Team!! ”

Albert's face twitched, he couldn't have imagined a victory that was within reach, but he automatically conceded defeat because the player left the game.

I spent so much money that you actually gave me the towel?

If it weren't for the fact that there were so many nobles and commoners in the stands behind him, that even his father might have watched from that box, he would have started cursing and smashing things a long time ago.

"Congratulations to the big brother, I got the second place, today is really a day to celebrate. Today, the little brother has a treat, let's go to the prosperous building to celebrate! ”

A voice that annoyed Albert came.

Albert looked up and saw that it was his fifth brother, Wells.

"Humph!"

Albert snorted coldly and left his seat, and several of the attendants beside him and the second generation of Gui also hesitated for a while, and then followed.

Is this a win?

Gu Fan's mind was full of doubts.

Based on his experience, it was natural to see that Dillon was not injured, but that his body was extremely tired and caused him to half-kneel on the ground, and he had almost lost his combat effectiveness.

It stands to reason that at this time, even one of the twins could easily win this competition, but they just left.

Surrender the victory.

While Gu Fan was guessing, Watt walked over with a smile on his face.

"Holy Son Gray, you are like a god, and I know that your two apostles will not disappoint."

Although the process of winning this game was a bit strange, Watt was still full of joy, after all, as long as he could win, it didn't matter what the process was like.

All he wants is results.

"Like a god?" Gu Fan couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, what kind of thing is this?

Even I am not too sure of the victory of this game, and I am even ready to release the healing magic at any time.

And predicting the victory of a game is not as good as expected, right?

Otherwise, wouldn't it be too cheap to be like God?