If Vokal could still see the scene in the battlefield at this moment, he would probably be angry and angry: "Unscrupulous profiteers! Lose money! Dare to cheat! Hateful!"

Where's the big mushroom!

Not really. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info There was only a huge mass of dense miserable green energy that exploded in an instant like a nova explosion, the strong wind was agitated, the smoke and dust were rolling, the sand and rocks were flying, and the shock wave was surging and spreading to the surroundings like a tide, and the green dominated the horizon, roaring ** eardrums, and the entire arena seemed to tremble slightly. It took several seconds for the situation to subside.

Although it is not a large mushroom, the explosion effect is still quite good and "satisfying". In the middle of the battlefield, there was a terrifying crater with a diameter of ten figures, the inner wall was round and neat, and there was faint heat bubbling, like a crater and like a volcano, but everyone knew that it was caused by a violent energy explosion, and they could also see Vokar and Yasmin, the two of them were still entangled, and fell crookedly in the pit, their clothes were ragged, their armor was broken, and the surface was covered with a thick layer of dust...... Death.

The change came very suddenly, many people are still covering their eyes and ears now, the sound of the wind subsided, only to come back to their senses slightly, looking at the field in a daze, seeing the two figures who fell in the pit like dead corpses, suddenly exclaimed, exclaimed in surprise, exclaimed in shock-

Are they all dead?

That's when they realized what had happened, what Vocar had done, what he had done to get a draw, and how the situation had changed since the draw......

On the high platform, little Femeon's face was pale, and the Grand Duke was dumbfounded;

On the sidelines, Ferreira stood up suddenly, Ye Guyun pursed his lips and was silent;

In the box, Drotan slapped the railing and sighed, "That's the idea that Volkal had......!" Loyalty, courage, courage, sacrifice, hey, I can't find the right word......"

Tiago opened his mouth and said with difficulty: "Great, great......"

Derotan nodded: "Maybe ......"

Frank, who had been silent but trembling all along, suddenly climbed onto the railing, "No! Uncle Volkar can't just die!", he applied a flying spell to himself, and was about to fly off the battlefield, forgetting that he still had a fear of heights.

So, is it really a tie?

Anyway, Femien Jr. had already come to Archbishop Romero, who was the chief notary and supreme adjudicator of the "showdown of glory", and roared his doubts and protests.

"Crescent City must be condemned!" Feminen's face was bruised, "This is a frame-up! This is murder! Despicable! Done! No honor! Extremely treacherous! Extremely evil——Yes! Evil! You can't fail to see it, right? What is that big green cloud that exploded just now? Evil energy! Demon energy! Don't tell me that you servants of the gods don't even know this! So how can you allow someone to use such evil means to murder a republic general who has achieved great results?! You must condemn Crescent City to the worst of all!"

Archbishop Romero is the archbishop of the diocese of Crescent City of Tyre Church, and has presided over the affairs of the diocese for more than ten years, of course, it means that he has been in Crescent City for more than ten years.

However, it is only natural that Archbishop Romero does not have a favorable opinion of the Grand Duke and the Ehilon family. In the political climate of the republic as a whole (democratic and anti-authoritarian) and the fact that the Church of Tyre is almost identical to the state religion of the Republic (representing ideas and institutions, and must be politically correct), it is difficult to expect an archbishop of the Church of Tyre to have a favorable opinion of the aristocracy. So he never had any intention of taking sides with Crescent City - the "Glory Showdown" was just a matter of your love for the Hiren family!, Archbishop Romero thought.

But, in comparison, Archbishop Romero hated Femien more as a person: gloomy and cold, paranoid and narrow-minded, vitriol, domineering, and with an aura of disgust, especially when he pointed at his nose and shouted loudly, as he did now.

So, Archbishop Romero finally decided to deal with the two sides impartially - hey! We are the servants of the God of Justice!

"This is the 'Glory Showdown,'" the Archbishop smiled with a faint smile that could only be felt, "Holy! Glory! ”

The implication is that everything comes according to the rules, and what the rules do not prohibit is what is allowed and acceptable.

So, in what "St. Mois" is it forbidden to hold the enemy and die together? Are evil items banned? No—in fact, cursed weapons are all the rage, so what is a "mediocre" evil bomb?

Well, if you really don't want to see that, wouldn't it be nice to come up with the relevant prohibition rules when you start agreeing on the rules? Then don't blame others for using these methods and objects that you don't like to see - you are not anyone, and no one has to take care of your feelings.

Feminon was choked slightly, and was about to fight back, when he suddenly heard a loud voice in the arena, apparently greatly amplified by amplification spells—

"The winner of the first round of the showdown is the First National Defense Force of the Western Regions!"

Ha?!

Little Femien could hardly believe his ears and quickly turned his head......

......

......

After coming back to their senses, several arbiters who had been waiting on the edge of the battlefield immediately rushed towards the two people in the huge pit.

Not only to judge, but also to save people.

The miserable condition of the two people in the pit fell into their eyes, and it was indeed miserable enough: not to mention the broken armor, not to mention the bruises all over the body, and even more terrifyingly, there was a mutilation of limbs - Vokar's left hand had disappeared from the elbow, and there was no scum left. Yasmin is okay, at least the body is intact, but for a woman, her condition seems to be extremely cruel, her hair is gone, and many parts of her body, including half of her face, are bloody and blurred, and I am afraid that there is a great possibility of disfigurement.

In general, it was lucky, after all, none of them died - several of the arbiters were either priests or paladins, and they were particularly sensitive to the breath of life.

"Don't delay, come up with a verdict and start saving people!" said one of the priests in a deep voice to the remnants. If Ye Guyun was close to the left, he would probably be able to recognize him immediately—an old acquaintance, Pastor Tours, the one who had gone to clean up the fort together.

Reverend Toul's proposal was unanimously responded to by all the arbiters, after all, theoretically, the result would not be finished in a day, even if both sides could not afford to fight again, anyway, this round of tragic duel needs a result, and the whole "Glory Duel" also needs such a result. As for why it's not treated first and then judged-if people wake up first, there will be a rip-off~!

"So, what's the result?"

"A draw?"

"It seems like it can only be a draw......

"Yes, a draw. ”

"I second. ”

"Anyway," Pastor Tours said, glancing left and right, "as is the rule, we should ask......

"Then ask!"

"Hurry up, hurry up and save people. ”

The arbiters approached the two who had fallen to the ground, crouched on the ground, and asked repeatedly, "Can you still stand up? If you can't, we can only judge that you have lost the ability to fight at the same time, and you have not been able to knock your opponent down, and the draw will end in a draw......

They didn't say any more, because they all saw Yasmin trembling and trying to get up from the ground.

They immediately dispersed and showed the scene, and there was another exclamation in the arena.

No one went up to help, it was not appropriate to help, and it was only up to Yasmin to complete the whole process from earning to standing up straight. It wasn't until she stood up straight for more than ten seconds (in fact, she was still shaking, but she didn't fall down) that the arbiters looked at each other, and finally Tours stepped forward, grabbed Yasmin's right hand and raised it high—

"The winner of the first round of the showdown is the First National Defense Force of the Western Regions!"

The sound blessed by the amplification spell reverberated back and forth in the arena, clearly reaching the ears of everyone in every corner, and it took a while before it finally died down. Yasmin tugged at the corners of his mouth, Xu meant to smile, and in the next second, he fell to the ground with a thud, this time, he really lost consciousness and couldn't stand up again.

Sidelines.

Ferreira kicked Bremer and the others in the ass after kick on the buttocks of Bremer and the others, who were watching blankly: "What are you waiting for?

......

......

The first round of the matchup was full of surprises in terms of process and result, but it seemed that all parties were satisfied.

As for Crescent City, especially the people, of course, they were happy and excited to see that such a loyal and heroic hero had appeared on their side, who would rather give up his life than win a victory for the Lord and the citizens of the city. Because of this, less than perfect results are less important in comparison. And it is not unacceptable to lose to such an opponent, the evil woman from the western desert has shown a fortitude that is not inferior to their hero, and she deserves a high enough respect.

For the Grand Duke, for Roche and for the Ashlen family, there is a mixture of feelings, victory is not expected, defeat is, so there is nothing to disappoint, but it is still unwilling that Volkal has not brought a surprise after making such a sacrifice, and the worry is Volkal's injury and the next showdown......

As for the First National Defense Force in the west, there is naturally nothing unacceptable about the planned victory.

And then, the other "temples", "groups of worshippers in various cities", who cares about them?

Well, little Feminen's attitude is always a concern. At this moment, his stunned and happy expression perfectly interprets the contradictions, complexities, messiness, and funny...... Oh, and a series of words like ugly. At least, in the eyes of Archbishop Romero and Rocchi, who came over, that face was ugly enough, or rather, underwhelming!

Taking a deep breath, Feminen adjusted his mood and changed back to his usual mean and sympathetic face. He also didn't mention the previous request for a verdict, which made him look comical like a clown now, but as a qualified politician, it was early to be cheeky to forcibly ignore it.

Glancing at Roche, who was approaching, he said to Archbishop Romero again as if nothing had happened: "Your Excellency, I am glad that things have finally reached the most just result on their own! But this does not mean that we can turn a blind eye to the ugliness of the situation!"

"What kind of ugly condition can have the face of Lord Femien?" said Roch, who had approached, sneered.

"Naturally, it's your ugly intentions!" Femmian despised Roch, "and only you would do such a cruel and evil thing as appointing inferior soldiers to deliberately murder the generals of the Republic by exploding themselves!"

"Inferior warrior?" Hearing this title, You Zheng was so agitated that Luo Qiden, who was just barely pressing, blew up, and didn't care about refuting other matters, he rushed forward and grabbed Little Femine's collar, "How dare you call Uncle Vokar an inferior warrior?"

"In my eyes!" Feminion was fearless, "all the warriors up and down the Crescent City are inferior warriors! ”

"Apologies. Lotchi, red-eyed and gritting his teeth, confided only two words.

"Why?" said Feminne, who had only two words.

Syllable!

Lotchi punched Feminon Jr. in the face! Of course, he was immediately pulled away, and each of these high-ranking priests on the high platform could easily control him.

Little Femien stretched out his hand and rubbed half of his swollen cheek, shook his head, spat out a mouthful of blood foam with disdain, turned around, spread his hands, and said to Archbishop Romero with nonchalant and disdainful: "Your Excellency, you have also seen how barbaric the people of this Crescent City are!"

"Of course barbaric! dare to put the emissaries and generals of the Republic under house arrest! Can you not be barbaric? But, hmph, wait for me, and I will definitely make you barbarians pay!"

Archbishop Romero was actually quite dissatisfied with this map cannon in his heart, but Roche's impulsiveness was manifested in front of him, and he was not able to say anything.

"So, what are you trying to say?"

"Your Excellency, I propose to add a rule prohibiting the use of suicide terrorist attacks!"

"Why?"

"Can we watch one by one inferior soldiers rushing towards a high-ranking general of the Republic with bombs in their arms, causing him heavy damage? How can such an evil thing be tolerated? It's not that I don't respect the 'Glorious Duel', but these high-ranking generals who guard the frontier for us and are the real elite and backbone of the Republic are really not worth losing in this barbaric and despicable arena!" Oh, I think the answer is clear and unified: no! it already violates the true meaning of 'Glory Showdown'!"

Archbishop Romero was silent for a long time, and finally said, "That makes sense. However, in accordance with the 'Saint-Moïse' rules, the stage of agreeing on the rules has now passed, the rules have been established, and there is no room for change, no additions, no deletions, no changes......"

"Rules are dead, but people are alive!" said Feminne, "Your Excellency is a believer in Tyre, the god of justice, and he is most particular about his adherence to laws and rules, but he also deeply understands that you cannot blindly stick to existing laws and rules, and there are always some outdated, clumsy, ineffective, and even injustices that need to be changed......

“...... Well, in principle, I agree with your proposal," although he was still a little reluctant in his heart, but Archbishop Romero was really powerless to resist the words of Femien Jr., and after thinking about it, he said: "However, this prohibition is not easy to enforce. How to prohibit "investigation" and investigation cannot be detected. There are so many magic items, and no one knows what they will be until they are activated. It may have a little deterrent effect, but it is still of little significance, and if one side insists on using such means, a defeat will not be able to make up for the major damage that has been done......

"No, no, no, you're mistaken!It's easy to forbid it!" Feminon waved his hand and shook his head, and then, he smirked, looking at others like a beast finally baring its fangs, "Just ban the use of magic items!"

"Forbidden to use magic items?"

"Yes, a total ban!, not a single one!" Feemion confirmed in a loud voice.

"Hmph, see I don't play you to death?"