"War madness, war madness!!"

I don't know who opened the mouth first, the orcs in the audience began to shout one after another, and there was a belief in the colosseum in the smoke of the king, that is, McLaren did not fall;

From the beginning of the scattered shouts, gradually spread, more and more orcs joined in, and the sound of encouragement came in waves, and Skin, Hogg, and Moose, who were on the high platform, were also very surprised by this phenomenon;

"I didn't expect that the orcs in the Scarlet Empire would be so united, completely different from the tribes I saw in the Sunset Mountains. ”

"That's right, although the sacred is the realm of humans, you can also see some traces of half-orcs, but I have never seen this kind of scene, just a battle, it will resonate with so many half-orcs!"

"Hehe, thank you for the compliment, but for any game, or duel or even war, they will do their best, especially when they meet an orc like McLaren. ”

Christos Arthur only politely replied to Skin's praise, and soon looked at the Colosseum again, apparently very concerned about McLaren's situation;

On the other hand, Moose's face also became very shocked because of the change in the game, you must know that even when the Saints were defeated, Moose did not behave like now;

Skin, who was on the side, also noticed his change, thinking that he was also shocked by the orc's fighting enthusiasm, and laughed;

"Moose, don't you feel very strange, the orcs here are completely different from the orcs that your church has come into contact with in the Federation!"

"Ahh

"To be honest, I was also quite surprised, but I don't know if the half-orc, who is called a battle maniac, can stand up, the blow just now is not simple!"

"Perhaps!" replied Bishop Moose casually, and then stared at the Colosseum, or the orcs shouting around him;

"That's right, those are the power of faith!, but why, the power of faith is gathered in the body of an ordinary orc, and his strength is not very strong!"

Without anyone else in sight, Moose could see a strange energy converging from the audience, then forming a torrent that rushed into where McLaren had disappeared;

Those energies are the power of faith, the power of faith that all the orcs have gathered, incomparably pure and crisp!

Of course, Moose is not the only one who feels this power, there is another person beside him, that is Christos Arthur, as he also opened the will of the green dragon, he naturally clearly feels this power;

"'War Maniac' McLaren, interesting, I originally thought it was just a somewhat lucky half-orc, and inadvertently opened the talent of 'Green Dragon Will', but now it seems that this matter is not so simple!"

In the midst of the noise, Christos Arthur had an idea, of course, it was only an idea now, he wanted to continue to watch and see how this guy who was called a war maniac could behave;

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"War Mania...... Battle Maniac ......!"

"What's going on, what's going on?" the voices of the orcs gathered together spread widely, and soon spread to the medical clinic not far from the Colosseum;

Here gathered the priests and priests of the Scarlet Empire, as well as some humans, a rescue team composed of human magicians, led by the great magician of the water system - Messi;

For this shout, those water magicians who had not experienced it were naturally a little surprised, they didn't know what was going on;

"Please rest assured, this should be the climax of the battle on the side of the Colosseum, maybe there is some fierce battle going on, we orcs are very fond of these, so we can't help but shout!"

While the other water magicians panicked, one of the priests and priests stepped out and explained to them, and then the curtain of the medical tent was lifted, and one contestant after another was pushed in;

"Coming, coming, one by one, they are all fourth-level trainee magicians, even if they are water magicians, they are still so flustered, like what words, in our time, even the war has been experienced, okay, let's start the rescue quickly!"

After seeing someone being sent over, Messi walked out and began to help the mercenaries and magicians who failed the game to heal and recover, as for the orcs, they were all in charge of the priest sacrifice;

"Wow, this time the game seems to be more dangerous than before, look at them!"

"That's right, that's right, huh~ We're still smart, if we can't fight, we won't go, and honestly do some medical tasks here, after the end of the league this time, the rewards will be no less than them!"

"That's it, and the battle damage was avoided, you see, isn't this Jack, Siwi, Sorak, even they were defeated!"

"Huh~ It's really! They were beaten like this, and I didn't recognize them for a while. ”

"It's still too dangerous to compete or something, but the injuries on their bodies, how do they look, it looks like they were caused by a magical attack!"

"What is it like, I can't see it, in the magic theory class, do you study it seriously!" When a few water magicians whispered, Messi came over, heard their analysis, and asked directly;

"Mentor Messi!"

"Mentor Messi. ”

For Messi, these trainee magicians are still relatively nervous, after all, Messi has not become a great magician, but he has always served as the water tutor of the magic academy, that is, the mentor of these apprentice magicians;

"Take a closer look, there is still elemental power left on their bodies, so violent, and still corroding, which can only be formed by magic, can't you see it at all?"

"Yes, we get it, Mentor Messi!"

Seeing the appearance of these students, Messi shook his head helplessly, "Okay, how to help them deal with the listing next, you don't need me to teach you!"

"No, no, we know what to do!"

"Well, after taking care of the wounds, put them in the rest room over there, and let them have a good rest!"

"Yes, Mentor Messi. ”

After instructing these people, Messi went to another place, instructing the other magicians to deal with their wounds, and after seeing Messi leave, these people finally relaxed, and after taking a breath, they began to treat;

Although Messi said that it was useless, the speed at which they dealt with their wounds was not very slow, and after a while, they were all dealt with, and at the same time released sleeping magic on them;

Then these people pushed them and walked towards the lounge, and when they passed by the treatment area on the other side, they found that Messi's mentor had actually gone down for treatment himself;

When they sent people to the lounge, the one who had just been treated by Mentor Messi was also sent to the lounge, and they were curious and immediately went up to ask;

"Fino, what's wrong with you just now, why did Mentor Messi take action personally!"

"It's nothing, these people were attacked and injured by the saints of the church, for this kind of injury, we have no experience, we don't know how to deal with it, so Mentor Messi personally demonstrated it. ”

"Oh, yes, I forgot that there were still church members in this competition, but I never saw their wounded, I forgot about it!"

"Harm, those people in the church, they have their own treatment methods, they don't need our help, no matter how many injuries they have, they only need a drop of holy water, and they can fully recover!"

"Yes, I really don't know, how their holy water was born, I have also seen it, although it is in the form of water, but there is no trace of water elemental breath in it!"

"Who knows, the whole church is full of mysteries, their priesthood and the arbiters, the way of attack seems to be no different from light magic, but it is not like that at all!"

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about it, there are still a lot of people who need treatment!"

"yes, I don't know if there are enough beds here!"

"It should be enough, many people are only slightly injured, and they can recover quickly after treatment, and they don't even need these beds!"

"yes, but who brought that person in?"

During the conversation, a magician pointed to the bed in the corner and asked the others, and at this time, the others also realized that there was a person in the infirmary who was asleep, and he had no injuries on his body;

"Maybe someone sent it in directly after treatment, looking at his sleeping appearance, he should have also cast a sleeping spell, okay, don't look at it, hurry back and help, otherwise Mentor Messi will come over to urge again!"

"Yes, yes, let's go!"

Soon the rest room was quiet again, and only a few people fell into a deep sleep, making gasping sounds.

As for the human in the corner, the human who was originally staying here was Fan Chong, and after communicating with Christos Arthur and Leon, he fell into a deep sleep and never woke up;

In addition to falling asleep, Fan Zhong has no other injuries, so when he wakes up, he can still participate in the league directly, after all, his second place ranking was not taken away by Voliber;

So Christos Arthur instructed the priests and priests to put Fan Chong in a makeshift medical facility, and when Fan Chong woke up, check his condition, and send him to the game if there was no problem;

But the game was already in its second game, and Fan Chong still showed no signs of waking up, and seemed to have been asleep, during which the priests and priests also checked and found that everything was normal;

In order to avoid the consequences of forcibly waking up, they didn't use any drastic means, after all, Fan Chong's identity is very important!

However, the truth is that Fan Zhong can wake up, but he is now having a sweet dream, in which he returns to his original life

Plain and boring, running between work and home every day, everything is so ordinary and simple, there is no gorgeous magic in the world of the apocalypse, there is no blood when the sword is stirred, and there is no crisis between life and death;

At this moment, Fan Chongcai realized that maybe the ordinary life was not all bad, at least he didn't have to run around like he was in the apocalypse world, in fact, he had long known that it was a dream, but he didn't want to wake up;

He just wants to be an ordinary salted fish!

In the dream at this moment, Fan Zhong is on vacation, just like himself on weekdays, he has no arrangements after the holiday, just staying at home alone, drinking a glass of happy water, eating a fried chicken burger, and playing games in his hands;

Above the TV, there is a black metal box with a liquid resembling a piece of mercury flowing rapidly on the surface, and a box on it, which can be seen to be a game;

It's just that Fan Chong didn't mean to open it, and the dust accumulated on it already said everything, but just when Fan Chong was playing happily, a voice appeared;

"Battle...... Mad...... , War Maniac!!Stand... Stand up! Stand up!"

"Who is talking?" Fan Chong heard the voice, and he was very sure that he had heard correctly, there was indeed someone talking, but in this room, there was no one else;

As if in response to Fan Chong, the black metal box began to vibrate constantly, and then fell from the TV and slowly rolled to Fan Chong's feet, the mercury on it glistening;

Looking at this scene, Fan Zhong pondered for a while, picked up the Coke that was put aside, took a sip of it, and then burped;

"I still have to go back!"

After speaking, he put his hand on the black metal box, and in the next second, the mercury shone brightly, and the metal box began to split, just like when he first entered the world of the Apocalypse, a prompt sounded;

"Welcome to the World of the Apocalypse!"

Immediately after, Fan Chong's consciousness came to a familiar place, a frozen world, on the purple-red earth, engraved with an eye, this is his spiritual space - Netherworld;

"Why did I get back here? Could it be that I deliberately stayed in the dream and didn't come back, and was thought by the template, seriously injured, and protected me?"

Just as Fan Chong was talking to himself in surprise, a familiar voice sounded, it was a template for the spirit world;

"Welcome back, Fan Chong!" After a greeting, the spirit template returned to its usual state;

'Ding, an unusually powerful power of faith has been detected, which comes from the battle belief of the half-orcs, and it is recommended that the player Fan Zhong go and collect it!'

"The power of faith?Why did there emerge again, could it be caused by the spirit attraction I opened before? No, that time the spirit was introduced, did you bring back a spirit beast, and who is the current power of faith for!"

"Ding, it is recommended that the player Fan Chong, hurry to the place where the power of faith explodes, otherwise the power of faith will easily escape!

"So good? Wait, in the call just now, I seemed to hear the shouts of 'War Mania', and said that I was going to fight, could it be that the league had started, War Maniac - McLaren was fighting!"

Thinking of this, Fan Chong's spirit shook violently, and in the next second, the soul returned to the body and fully awakened, and the first thing he saw was an eye the size of a fist;

He had just woken up, and in the face of such big eyes, he screamed directly, and a carp stiffened, jumped up directly from the bed, and kicked the owner of this eye out;

And Fan Chong, who was frightened, gathered the power of the ice element without thinking, and with a simple and direct freeze spiritual technique, that person froze into an ice sculpture!

And at this time, he reacted, surrounded by a group of half-orcs in white coats and dressed like doctors, and at this moment Fan Chong's memory quickly recovered, which reminded him;

"You guys seem to be, priest sacrifice!?"