The next morning, when Zar woke up from under the dew-drenched felt cloth, it was still dark. The campfire in the fire pit was almost extinguished, and the only crimson marks left in the fine charcoal ash were still burning flickering. The surrounding light was dim, and the light mist swirled around the grass and shrubs, settling on the ground, looking like a layer of soft cotton wool.

Zar sat up and found that the orcs had woken up and were changing the dressing for their leg wound, while Gavira was missing - the wood elves didn't need much sleep, especially in the forest, they were like breathing with the forest, and they could recover their strength and energy more quickly.

Such a racial talent was the envy of Zal, after all, the time spent on sleep is a huge part of a human life, and if it could be used elsewhere, there would be too much to do.

The orc heard the sound of Zal's side, turned his head to look, and the action did not stop. "Woke up, how did you sleep yesterday?" he asked.

"Poor, very poor. "I thought there was a night raid or something last night......," he said, smiling a somewhat self-deprecatingly, "it seems that the other contestants aren't all as neurotic as I am." Zar said, glancing at the orc's knee. "Is your leg injury okay? Don't forget Cadius's advice not to let you use your knee too hard. ”

Grohl waved his hand nonchalantly. "What else can I say, in the name of Zankovela, this is the most amazing ointment I've ever come across!" he picked out a little green gooey and twisted it between his fingers, then carefully applied it to the edge of his knee, "By my standards, I'm no different from being healed!"

He wrapped a clean linen around his knees and finally fastened it to the outside with a hard leather knee pad. Tightly squeezed a few locks, which can be regarded as completing the routine dressing change. "But let's be honest," the orc pointed to his knee, "the Wood Elves are really good at healing their wounds, no wonder they have such a high survival rate on the battlefield." Grohl said with a strange expression, as if he was a little reluctant to admit such a fact.

"Thank you for the compliment......" A somewhat haughty voice sounded overhead. The orc's expression was a little embarrassed, but Zar sat next to him and smiled, and began to pack his bags. Gavira landed lightly to the ground, and with a wave of her arm, two dark shadows flew out of her hands.

Raising his hand to catch it, Zal found that it was an emerald green wild fruit, the size of more than half a fist, and it was perfect for breakfast. "Thank you!" Zar said with a smile, and Grohl next to him muttered something in a whisper.

Just the wild fruit that Gavira had brought back. Zar and Grohl wiped out some of the bread and jerky they had brought with them, and finished their breakfast. Then they briefly washed up with the fresh water in the jug, I mean it was only Zar and the orcs who did it, in fact, Gavira had an almost paranoid demand for cleanliness, which she had already done in the stream of the forest.

Eventually, they covered up the campfires and packed their bags and went into the jungle. The second day of the competition began.

Following the prompts on the map, Zal and his party gradually approached the center of the competition area. They don't go fast. The warm glow of the sun finally broke free from the shackles of the horizon and rose higher and higher above the jungle. It's hard to imagine that the same forest, against the backdrop of day and night, has such fascinating differences.

Just like now, she took off the light veil and haze. Finally I woke up. The huge ancient tree stood there like a warrior, rooted in the earth, and its tall body was straight up, scattering into an emerald green canopy at a height as if it were the sky. Unknown birds flapped their golden wings like clouds. Glows in the hazy shade and shines in the falling sun. And the fragrance of the earth and the grass, mixed with the ethereal silence, you can't even bear to take a step, or take a breath, to disturb this land that gives birth to life, and to sink into it, as if it were as old as time.

Tearing through the dew-dripping grass, they walked quietly until two or three hours later, without encountering a single enemy team. But there are still things along the way that can arouse their attention, such as a battlefield left over from yesterday dozens of minutes ago.

It used to be a beautiful verdant area, but now it's like a hurricane. Some of the weaker trees were broken, some were uprooted, some were charred, and some were blackened with ash and dew, and some were crushed. The ground was covered with huge furrows, and the turned dirt and grass stalks were scattered everywhere, and of course, there were many dried and black blood stains mixed in them.

They didn't stop at the battlefield and left, but that didn't mean their curiosity would stop there.

"No matter who wins that battle, the team that wins is strong. Zal walked at the front, scanning his surroundings with unusual vigilance, but the dense vegetation in the forest did not give him much more visibility.

The orc behind snorted, his brow furrowed together. "The earth was torn apart, and there was a smell in the dirt and stones, the ......kind I didn't like," his face showed a deep disgust, "the smell of the elements. ”

"Elemental ?......" Zar subconsciously repeated, but his words were interrupted by Gavira who stopped abruptly. For a moment, Zar and the orc stopped at the same time, and the palm of his hand rested on the handle of the weapon.

The surroundings are quiet and nothing seems to be special. The Wood Elf's eyes moved slowly, sweeping over the tender green patches in front of them. "The jungle is whispering restlessly, they seem to warn of something......" Her voice was a little confused, but at that moment, Gavila's eyes trembled and she stared in one direction! "Be careful——!

As soon as the words fell, two crimson rays suddenly pierced the bushes, rolled up a piece of exploding young leaves, and with a roar of "Zizi", they hit the location of the three of Zal!

Flying back, Zar and Grohl bounced backwards together, and Gavira instantly disappeared! At the same time, two figures suddenly rushed out from behind the bushes in front of them, killing the landing point of Zar and the orcs with great speed. One of them had frost-white ice crystals on his hands, while the other had a bright yellow flame!

"Elemental, battle mage?!" both of them were shocked at the same time.

On the other side, the roar of the mountains and the tsunami filled the entire "bloody gladiatorial arena", and tens of thousands of spectators looked at the picture on the "crystal wall" and went completely crazy!

The goblin stood on the table with the megaphone stone in his hand and roared. "Audience! The 'Scythe of Spells' from the 'Colosseum of the Uncanny Valley' meets the 'Metal Fangs'! What a dramatic scene! The 'Mystic' of the Aranok Empire, the 'Ice Vein Battle Mage' and the 'Flame Battle Mage' of the Saint Slan! We have seen the horror of this team yesterday. And today, as fate would have it, between them, who will be the final winner!

In the midst of the deafening sound, Rometa's voice followed. "The only 'Pure Magic Clan' among the thirty-one clans against the only 'Pure Physics Clan'! This battle is like a game deliberately given by the gods, could there be a more exciting battle than this? Believe me, guys, there will be no more!"

Behind them, a middle-aged man in a robe stood up in the VIP seat. His round cheeks were flushed with excitement. "Kill them!" he shouted as he waved his arms and stared at the "crystal wall" with his glaring eyes.

Not far from this middle-aged man, Casavalon recognized the identity of the other party almost immediately - the owner of the "Uncanny Valley Gladiatorial Arena", Jimmyson.

Adjani, who was sitting next to the old butler, turned her head to look at the half-elf, the girl's eyes had some unconcealed worry, and Cadius's face showed the most solemn expression since the start of the game. "This battle is not easy to fight......" he whispered.

In the middle of the jungle, the big trees that were hit by the rays exploded into a cloud of bark and sawdust. At the moment when Zar and the orc landed, the other two figures had already come closer. A ring of ice tumbling with white mist surged out of the male moon demon within. Layers of ice crystals instantly wrapped around the ankles of the two of them, pinning them to the ground, and almost at the same time, another human mage swung his palm and smashed a puff of flame to the ground!

There was a "bang", and a huge rune like a scorched mark was seared on the fallen leaves!"'Ice Vein Wheel' and 'Flame Vulnerable'?!" Zar suddenly shouted, "Be careful! they are preemptive——!

The other side. Grohl had already roared wildly and picked up the giant axe and slashed towards the moon demon!But after a contemptuous smile appeared on the other party's face, the streamer suddenly appeared, and the air around him seemed to be torn out of a concussive depression, two mages, yes. The figures of the two mages disappeared at the same time, appearing more than a dozen yards away!

"Life-saving ——!"

As soon as Zhal's words fell, the rain of ice and fire in the sky mixed together and poured down! Not only that, the huge spinning ice ball and fireball were thrown out of the hands of the two mages at the same time, followed by several ice picks and flame bombs that roared and smashed into the two who were fixed on the spot!

At this moment, the orc standing beside Zal roared wildly, and the giant axe that was suddenly raised dragged countless brown and yellow dirt flew and gathered towards the winding blade!"Earth Barrier!" said the axe and threw it at the ground under his feet!

"Boom ——!!!"

Several thick earthflow rose from the ground and converged in the air at high speed, instantly enveloping him and Zal together!

The next moment, the roaring element of ice and fire slammed into it fiercely, like a huge wave suddenly set off in the forest, and the terrifying impact force blew off several ancient trees, and even flew down with flying dirt and gravel, and countless fallen leaves were swept into the sky by the scattered turbulence, looking from a distance, it was like an apocalyptic scene!

In the distance, a figure wrapped in a black coat rushed out of the bushes pierced by crimson rays. Looking at the center of the explosion in the distance, the suddenly open palm drew a trace of intense red mist from the diamond-shaped magic ball suspended beside him. Just as he was about to make up for a new round of attacks, a distorted light and shadow slammed into him!

The shadow flickered, and he staggered!The mysticist's pupils shrank suddenly, and a round black rune floated out of his throat, and the secret energy that had originally gathered in his palm instantly dissipated!"Phantom silence?!" His voice was like stones rubbing together, dry and unusually hoarse.

At this moment, Gavila's figure appeared out of the air, a pair of emerald pupils stared at the other party's heart, and he stabbed the dagger in his backhand!

"Childish!" the mystic saw that the cold light on the dagger didn't move, and the moment the tip of the knife touched his clothes, a round of crimson ripples spread out from his body, blocking Gavila's attack!

"And then, the Wood Elf!" the Mystic sorcerer hurriedly stepped back, but the moment the shackles snapped together, Gavila's figure disappeared again!"Double shadow body, I didn't expect you to be a high-level assassin!" His voice was unexpected, but it was not flustered.

The black rune on his throat grew fainter and fainter, and a trace of red mist gradually appeared on the mysticist's hand. At the moment when the rune disappeared, Gavira appeared in front of him again, the same position, the same knife, stabbed down fiercely! But the mystic sorcerer laughed, only to see his hands ignite red mist at the same time, staring directly at the blade in front of him, and clapping his palms together! "Mystic Cover!"

"Bang ——!"

The red mist dispersed and rose up, and the blade of the dagger pierced through the mist with a swirling miasma, but the mystic was nowhere to be seen. Gavira's heart flashed, and she turned around suddenly, and the double daggers rolled out a complete light wheel beside her, and more than ten "air daggers" stabbed into the circular space around her like a spreading knife fan!

Sure enough, the figure of the Mystic Master quickly appeared, and the duration of the "Mystic Cover" was completely insufficient to run out of the attack range of the "Dagger Rain"!

The eyes of the two collided again. In an instant, Gavi pulled, and in the mud and sand, the figures of Zal and the orcs rushed out with great speed. After using Grohl's skills to dismantle a round of attacks, the two of them did not chase the mage, but instead killed the mystic in reverse!

This is the tactic they have formulated before the game, all attacks, infinitely follow Gavila's goal, even if you choose the wrong one, you have to fight, fight resolutely!

On the other side, the Moon Demon and the Human Mage rushed out diagonally, always maintaining a distance of tens of yards from Zar and the others, giving up their perspective to the Mystic! Just as the "dagger rain" slashed across his body, the Mystic pointed his five fingers at his teammates like hooks. The next moment, a crimson rune floated out of the human fire spell's body, and after a "bang", the figure of the mystic magician disappeared in place, pulling out a trail of crimson mist in the distance between the two, and appeared beside the human!

After that, one party rushed forward, and the rain of magic set off a bright and dangerous light, hitting the earth behind him. One side evaded at high speed, chasing after it in the grassy jungle like a strong wind sweeping through the branches. The piercing roar was like a war drum that shook the sky, echoing, shaking, and coming out through the forest.

Magic vs. Blade, in the name of the strongest, the battle to the death begins! (To be continued.) )