《Vanguard of the Eternal Night》 Ch1 - Reverse Transmigration!

Chapter Ch1 - Reverse Transmigration!

trantor: xiin editor: merysl Tyron Odin was an assassin. He was perhaps the most famous and deadliest master assassin of Albion Continent in recent millennia. In his previous lifetime, he hade from a secluded ancient n, and had the blood of both ancient elves and incubi in his veins. The Odin n had always been closely associated with the assassin profession for generations. As the eldest son of his generation, Tyron showed remarkable talent from childhood and received intense training from Bluebell, thergest assassin organization in the world. It only took him twenty years to be Bluebells biggest trump card. As a master assassin, he was familiar to all the powerful forces and noble families. A panic-stricken investigation into his background and expertise led to the discovery that he was a rare, mixed-race offspring, and a world-renowned assassin who inspired both reverence and despair. He was like the burning devil lord of the abyss. Everyone knew that he was guarding Bluebell, and knew that they would be able to eradicate the assassin organization if they pulled him out, but nobody dared to go forth and probe for his exact location. As a half-elf, this master assassins six senses were extremely sharp, and hisbat ability was powerful and unparalleled. As a half-incubus, he was also good at camouge and stealth. There was nowhere in the world that he couldnt get to if he wanted to; he was a deadly enigma, and legends said that as soon as one saw his face clearly, they would either die for him, or die in his hands, or perhaps even willingly stretch out their necks and wait for death. Tyron Odin was a non-believer, so his soul wandered in the wilderness after his death and was captured countless times by various gods from all kinds of pantheons. He was unwilling to be the Undying Immortal (audatory title for a dead soul), and was even less willing to be any gods chosen one, so he entered a deal with the God of ughter. He worked for the God of ughter for six hundred years in exchange for his souls freedom. He would not have to enter the mortals reincarnation cycle, nor would he enter any gods realm. Rather, he would be able to enter a ce in time or space where life coulde into being, and obtain apletely new life there. During these six hundred years, he experienced being a mere nobody, watching from the sidelines with indifferent eyes as the world changed, dynasties rising and falling. Heughed arrogantly at the princes for that very reason, and looked disdainfully at the people who were struggling for their lives. He also experienced how it felt to obtain divine will as an incandescent angel who fell into the mundane world, tossing and turning over a vastnd that spanned millions of hectares, wielding a double-edged sword in his hands as he killed princes and generals alike, massacring entire armies by himself. His heart was as cold as iron for that very reason, having be ustomed to seeing the boundary between life and death, blood and fire. Time passed by in an indistinct blur during this period. Tyron Odin was once again awakened from his deep slumber. This time, he could not sense the God of ughters will, but he heard a familiar, indifferent mechanical voice: The task has begun. Kill allpetitors in the field, and obtain both the qualifications to enter the semi-finals and hidden bonus points. Competitor number 419, your current number of kills is: 0. After listening to these few short sentences, Tyron slowly opened his eyes. He saw that he was in an environment simr to the ancient Roman colosseum. Positioned in the center was a huge ring-shaped fire pit, and four stone bridges spanned the fire pit and led to a circr tform that was suspended in the middle. He and the remaining 99 people stood around the fire pit. They each wore a mask, and had a digital code hanging over their heads C presumably, Tyron also appeared like this. The audience outside were shouting one after the other, and there was a mix of screams, whistles, and even fireworks exploding in the sky. All of this had just begun, but several people around Tyron had already started to fight each other. Tyron indifferently avoided his opponents sneak attack and quickly inspected the weapons hidden in his tactical belt: a pair of daggers, twenty flying knives, two poison pouches, and a coil of steel wire. ... Chaoyang Alliances A ss Golden League,monly known as E-Sports A League was currently holding their 1170th event, and this fight was thest free-for-all battle before the semi-finals. The entirepetition was held in the virtual world. Because of this, there were people in the audience who were wearing ancient styled clothing, or carryingser swords, or holding young dragons and calling them their children; there were too many such cases to count. Thementator was passionately calling out: The situation for our yers has already turned into a chaotic mess! Well, we can see that the first cooperative battle group has already been assembled on the northern bridge. There are seventeen people in the group, and they are currently killing off the loners! Oh, are they going to dominate the game? Will they be able to do as they like? The audience were all squabbling, and some were hushed by others. Everyone was staring fixedly at the venue or the live broadcast screens C they basically had no way to watch so many sporadic battles at the same time at all. Sixteen live broadcast screens were constantly tracking and switching amongst the yers. Amongst them, the assistant in charge of screen 9 was being warned by the director behind her: Dont just stare at number 419! The broadcast screen assistant repeatedly apologized, but less than two minutes after cutting off the screen, she once again found her gaze involuntarily glued to yer #419. #419, Tyron, was currently harvesting lives in the midst of a chaotic group fight. He didnt rush in directly, and merely wandered around at the edges of the fight. But he was like a shadow that used a light touch and was impossible to guard against as he stole away the lives of the individuals, the stragglers who were dying; the yers who were busy ughtering did not notice him at all, and it was this feature of his that did not invite attention that made others feel their hair stand on end. He was like a God of Death as he harvested lives without fear. But nobody saw this God of Death; the yers were still ignorant as they seemed to fall into a huge of darkness that left no trace while giving them nowhere to hide. Why hasnt anyone discovered him yet? The broadcast screen assistants eyes did not move away from the screen as she put down the controller, shuddered, and wondered aloud. Behind her, the director who had originally been about to lose his temper raised his head, looked over, and simply ced his hand on her shoulder, forgetting that he had intended to smack it. It was because, at this moment, Tyron had just flipped his hand and lightly pushed his dagger into his opponents abdomen, and then curled up and turned in front of him, gracefully spinning around to avoid being sshed by the spraying blood. Under the mask, his slightly narrowed, dark golden eyes shed for just a moment in front of the camera before darting away. He was iparably lethal, yet also mesmerizing beyondpare. Bystanders had no way of judging whether their intense heartbeats were caused by extreme fear, or extreme amazement. ... The assistant and the director both had their heads raised as they watched, and their mouths unconsciously fell open at the same time. The lives of the yers in this group fight had already been decimated to the point where only a few people were left fighting. Someone seemed to have finally discovered something and all the hairs on his body stood on end as he cautiously looked around. But Tyron had already left, and was heading for another fight. He flew past the fires, his movements more flexible than swallows shuttling about during a rainstorm, more graceful and rxed than fish swimming in spring water; asionally, he would spin around as though taking a casual walk through a courtyard, using his daggers to easily draw out a sad but beautiful blood colored arc as he ended the life of an opponent. This cruel picture was so beautiful that it was hard for viewers to believe their eyes. The No. 9 live broadcast screen had already be firmly fixed on his body. The assistant couldnt even bear to blink. She reached out a hand and grabbed blindly at the air for a beat, her finger dipping into hot coffee, but she didnt even notice as she continued to feel around until she found a bag of potato chips. She kept her gaze on the screen and ate two potato chips, then nkly offered them to the director next to her. The director was also watching the screen, and he instinctively felt around for a good while before finding a chip to stick into his mouth,pletely forgetting what he had been doing. Suddenly, the assistant muttered again, Why hasnt anyone discovered him? The directors face was also full of confusion, dazedly shaking his head like a wooden chicken. Suddenly, a mage flying in midair found Tyrons figure. He carefully raised his altitude, then chanted incantations and aimed a Magic Bolt that blotted out the sky towards Tyrons back. But Tyron didnt even turn his head. His figure lowered, and then he suddenly disappeared from the ground. The camera followed his figure as he flew speedily in mid-air. Tyron was like a sharp arrow, and in the moment where nobody had yet responded, he climbed up into the air and executed a perfect attack against the mage. The light of magic shed, and the mages Magic Shield came into y. But it was also at this moment that the dagger in Tyrons hand seemed to turn into two beautiful dragons. And revolving around this magic light, a swift and unparalleled offensive broke out. After a series of attacks that were as violent attacks that sounded like steel and iron shing together, the mages Magic Shield broke apart! The mage had already finished chanting a Banishing Charm, and a series of resistance ripples were already heading Tyrons way. In this instant, Tyron took the initiative and kicked out with a leg, sending the unprotected mage flying. He hit the semi-transparent barrier for the arena with a loud ringing sound. The mage suddenly had his life reduced, and he pulled himself off the barrier in panic, panting as he looked around. But he could not find Tyrons figure. Abruptly, the mage felt an incredibly terrifying chill wash over his body, freezing all the blood from the top of his head downwards, until the ends of every nerve were trembling. He instinctively looked up, just in time to see a sh of falling light as it arrived,nding like a cold star between his eyebrows. It was the sharp edge of Tyrons de as it sentenced him to his death. Two secondster. Tyron rolled lightly, counteracting the impact of hisnding and once again disappeared amidst the smoke. At the same time, the mages body finallynded on the ground from mid-air and disappeared in a sh of white light. In front of the screen, the director sucked in a breath of cold air. He had only just realized that he had instinctively held his breath, and had almost suffocated. He moved his stiff neck slightly to relieve the tension, and it was then that he heard a sudden surge in the sounds of breathing around him as everyone fearfully recalled the scene that had urred just now. The entire broadcasting room was quiet, and even the audience stands were silent. There was not a single person that dared to breathe loudly at all. It was only now that sighs of surprise and praise rang out one after another. In order to determine the overall situation, he raised his head and looked up at the big screen. This time, he almost fainted: there were a total of sixteen live screens, and nine of them were unexpectedly firmly stuck onto yer #419s figure! Amongst them, there were not only those that captured the situation around yer #419; there were also special close-ups, and even one that was chasing after the thighs that were encased in form-fitting pants that had been exposed when his clothing shifted as he flew. The directors inner feelings: My poor job, will it still be able to see the light of the sun tomorrow? yesssss. i identally found my next project while looking for casual reading. (tip: never look for casual reading in the genres of everything you like, because you wont be able to resist picking it up when it ticks all your boxes) was lovely enough to be willing to join me on yet another tranting journey, too~ were super excited about this story! anyway, the title of this chapter, Reverse Transmigration is a genre where the main characteres from a historical/ancient setting and arrives at current modern society. this isnt a quick transmigration novel like WTMT, nor is it a rebirth novel like BTTA (my other projects). Tyron has actually entered a brand new world hes never experienced before. expect poetic, quick-paced action scenes, a sweet and hrious (so far) romance, and lots of killing~ release schedule will be a minimum of one/week until WTMT is done, and then... C xiin Ch2 - A New World

Chapter Ch2 - A New World

trantor: xiin editor: merysl The task isplete. Remaining number of people in the venue: 10. Competitor number 419, your number of kills: 46. Your ranking is: No. 1. Congrattions on obtaining the qualifications to enter the semi-finals. Please wait 30 seconds to enter the concluding stage. . Was this the end of the sacrifice ceremony? Tyrons thoughts were indifferent as he returned his daggers to their sheaths. He felt a powerful force suppressing him, preventing him from continuing his movements, and then the tform beneath his feet slowly rose. Little by little, the spectator stands came into view. The audience was in the midst of an uproar, and the sound was like a tidal wave, mixed with high-pitched screams. Number 419! Look here! Oh Hubby, I love you! Hubby, you are so tall and handsome! Their hands held all sorts of things as they waved, and the colours seemed to form a glowing, undting rainbow from Tyrons point of view. They whistled tunes or shrill sounds, and tried to attract his attention in every possible way. As soon as his eyes seem tond on any area, hundreds of people in that direction would stand up to cheer and apud; They also threw all sorts of objects towards the stage. Coins, handkerchiefs, and even cellphones that turned into data and disappeared as soon as they fell onto the stage. . All of this were not things that should be happening after a massacre. They should be treating him with fear, panic and hatred, rather than the exaggerated enthusiasm and worship that they were giving him now. It was difficult for Tyron to understand this situation. His expressionless face was well hidden under his hood. The audience only saw yer 419 absent-mindedly tilt his head, and immediately burst into a series of screams: So cute! AAAHHHH Hubby, youre number one! Hubby, youre so cute that I exploded on the spot! Hubby! . After 30 seconds of cheering, the other nine tforms rose one by one, each disying one of the other remaining contestants from this great free-for-all battle. Once again, screams and cheers erupted from the audience, which further confirmed Tyrons spections. After the ten yers had all arrived, the host slowly stepped out from behind the stage and said, Congrattions to these ten contestants for obtaining the qualifications to enter the semi-finals of Chaoyang Alliances Golden League ss A World Championship! ... Would the contestants please share some remarks? Starting from the tenth contestant, they all expressed their gratitude for their good fortune, and expressed that they would continue to strive for victory. Although it was all very clich, the audience still showed enough enthusiasm to express their respect. Finally, when they arrived at the first ce contestant, the host passionately said, Congrattions to contestant number 419 for bing the champion! ording to the rules, the number one contestant can choose to reveal his real name now, you No. Tyron spoke indifferently. Thementator coughed, and quickly became even more passionate: 419 is as mysterious and low-key as ever. In that case, what do you have to say to the audience? Nothing. Tyron was still indifferent. The off-stage audience: AAHHHH The host wanted to wipe the cold sweat off her back and quickly continued on in order to avoid embarrassment, Our friends in the audience are too enthusiastic. Perhaps contestant number 419 is shy. Well then, next well enter the next stage... The audience quieted down a little, and a male voice abruptly sounded out: Ahhhhh! Hubby, youre so cool Host: ... Tyron: ?? After two seconds of silence, the audience stands were filled with loud shouts,ughter, apuse and hisses, and for a while the entire audience burst into excitement. The host took the opportunity to adjust the atmosphere and said, Contestant number 419 really has an amazing charm. Hes so cool that people cant close their legs. She borrowed a colored glow stick, and the audience really yed along and whistled. Tyron, who didnt understand: indifferent.jpg . Tyron had his arms crossed over his chest and continued to use iparably cool and indifferent expressions and actions to pass through the certification stage that followed. After achieving the target for this timespetition and obtaining qualifications for the semi-finals, he followed the other contestants off stage and disappeared from the scene of thepetition. And then, he discovered that he had arrived at a street that was full of foreign and exotic things. Everything seems to be made up of an unknown metal and illusory light and shadow effects. Pedestrians had all sorts of strange features, disappearing or appearing instantly from time to time. Tyron was very certain that it was a world he had never been to. He watched the pedestrians, and only acted after making sure that the local residents had also made simr movements. Then, he looked around and the surrounding words C he had been blessed by the God with the ability to read and listen to all thenguages and words of all the worlds so that he could carry out his missions. Tyron then entered a bookstore. He shuttled through it and memorized how all the books were categorized, then stayed in the section for educational books and quickly flipped through them. The easiest way to integrate into a world was to live amongst the locals, but there was a risk of exposure. The second easiest way was to read through their educational texts and observe while reading. This method wasparatively slower, but safer way to learn. Tyron was well versed in doing all of this. He had previously aplished countless tasks in unfamiliar environments, and even in unfamiliar worlds. He knew how to be unnoticeable, which was only the most insignificant portion of an assassins arsenal of tricks. . From these texts, Tyron slowly learned the basic knowledge rted to this world. The world had no name. Everyone believed they were living in the main universe. In this universe, human civilization had already been developing for tens of thousands of years, from the initial barbaric era to the feudal period, then moving on to the development of scientific and technological advancement, until it became the current interster civilization. They even organized the Chaoyang Alliance, and began to develop together as one entity. In this era, with the increase in the number of colonials, the amount of territory avable for human expansion was vast and poption density had already be very low. The real world appeared to be highly developed, but it was simultaneously very lonely, so very few people were active in reality. People spent most of their time in the virtualwork, and this included learning, entertainment, work, and sleep. There was basically nothing that one had to go offline to do. Even if their bodies had a physical problem in real life, there was also a full-service online consultation system and intelligent machinery that could service them. Because 99.9% of physicalbor had been taken over by intelligent machinery, and 50% of the jobs that required mental prowess had been reced by artificial intelligence, arge number of the poption was unemployed. But even if they were unemployed, the government would still provide them with enough benefits to ensure that they could live a very fruitful life C who told them to make human civilizations territories so vast, so rich in resources, that not providing benefits would be a waste? . Now, human beings most important task was: Game Colonization. This was a cutting edge technology released by the Chaoyang Alliance. It used the methods and infrastructure of virtual games to solve the employment problem for thisrge number of unemployed people. People were employed to y games, and their job was to colonize each sub-universe within the game. After arge number of yers entered a game world, obtaining resources, power, and digital intelligence through their own efforts, the government also cooperated with yers to research and develop these sub-universes. The so-called E-Sports A Leaguepetition epassed all the e-sportspetitions within the Alliance that urred within this setting. Thispetition had already developed to be thergest league in thepetitive e-sports industry. Every year, hundreds of millions of dors of were collected into bonus pools that yers couldpete for. Arge number of clubs, media, managementpanies and their journalists, professional yers, hosts,mentators, brokers and coaches were all gathered together under therge banner of this industry as theypeted and made a living. This industry chain worth billions of dors was constantly spending and receiving money, and amongst this, the most eye-catching and brilliant representatives were, of course, the elite e-sports athletes who shone like stars. . Tyron finished flipping through a book and slowly ced it back on the shelf. Right then, he noticed a woman approaching from behind him, staring at his back for a good ten seconds. Tyrons vignce could not be seen from the surface. He turned around naturally, and seemed to inadvertently meet her gaze. The woman was caught off guard when Tyron nced over. She blushed and stammered, So- Sorry, sir! I... I seem to have mistaken you for someone. Tyron could see at a nce that she had no intention of leaving immediately. Sure enough, she continued quickly, But... But you really look familiar. If I may take the liberty to ask, are... are you Mr. Pei Rong? I... Im your fan! Im an old fan of yours, a crazy fan! Ive been registered with the Plush Toy Support Club for nearly ten years! Tyrons heart jumped. His current real name was really registered as: Pei Rong. However, he had no intention of interacting with anyone for the time being. Im not. Youre mistaken. Tyron casually turned around and took another book off the shelf. Sometimes, when an assassin aroused suspicion, thest thing they should do was to lose their cool and argue with others. Because once they opened their mouth to speak, they would be noticed; once they refuted other peoples opinions, they would stir up their subconscious disgust; even if they were justified, they would expose themselves to more attention by attempting to dispel others doubts with words or actions. To get rid of suspicion, the most important course of action was to firmly, calmly answer with a No, Im not. Oh... Really... The woman behind him seemed a little lost. I, Im sorry! . After determining that no one was paying attention to him anymore, Tyron opened his profile panel C this was something he had only just learned to do. This was rather interesting. The low-key and mysterious master assassins identity now seemed to be that of a well-known star who was once a household name: Pei Rong. Tyron roughly looked over his life. He was born into a very ordinary family. His parents died early, and he had lived his days with a little sister. He had relied on his extremely excellent inherent features to climb, mix, and fight his way up. He eventually became a superstar, but retired two years ago because of an injury. As for what kind of injury... It was said that Pei Rong had a kind of hereditary mental disease. If he received even just the tiniest injury, it was very easy for him to develop various neurological symptoms. In theter stages of this disease, it could lead to brain death, and the person would be a vegetable. This probably exined why the original Pei Rong suddenly died just before the start of the battle. the author included this little chibi fan art in this chapter. isnt he cute? Ch3 - A New Background

Chapter Ch3 - A New Background

trantor: xiin editor: merysl The first thing Tyron did was to check Pei Rongs health, and the results were terrible. Pei Rongs entire nervous system was on the verge of copse. He was only hanging on by a thread as he hung suspended in the nutrient chamber. He had remained in the virtualwork for nearly a month not because he didnt want to go offline, but because his body might suffer from the impact once he went offline. The only way to thoroughly eradicate the disease once it had reached theter stages was to change bodies. Technology from the Vermillion Bird Empire allowed humans to transfer their consciousness. That was to say, to use ** technology to create an entirely new body and transfer their consciousness over as the ultimate means of escaping from this disease. But this method was very expensive. It required about 60 million dors to have the operation done within the Chaoyang Alliance, and if one wanted more assurance and had it performed in the Vermillion Bird Empire, it would be even more expensive. Pei Rongs ount bnce: 300,000, with some loose change. . No matter what kind of star he was, once they reached the stage of being a household name, it was impossible to only have such a small amount of savings. Tyron naturally went to look into it, and sure enough, he found clues in his ounts. Pei Rong had a sister named Pei Ying. Pei Rong had been supporting her until she got married, and basically spent half of his ie on his sister. Five years ago, when his sister got married, Pei Rong also took pains to set a high dowry and paid a sky-high price for the wedding celebrations and dcor. He even set up a trust fund for his sister, fearing that she might identally lose money. Then, two years ago, problems arose in his brother-inw Ji Sixians freightpany, and he was implicated in an illegal incident. In order to bnce the ounts and clear up suspicion, he asked Pei Rong for help. Pei Rong had always loved Pei Ying, and after their parents died, Pei Rong considered her to be his responsibility. After his sister begged him twice with a face full of tears, he finally stepped into the muddy waters, paying money and spending effort to help resolve the matter. Unexpectedly, another traitor soon appeared in thepany. He took this matter and reported it to the rivalpany, and within a month, Ji Sixian was put into prison again. In order to pay off his brother-inws huge bail, Pei Rong epted two more contracts. As a result, he had an ident while shooting one of the advertisements and fell down with internal bleeding. Internal bleeding could be fatal for others, let alone Pei Rong with his hereditary disease. With this, he ended up in the hospital, and was severely admonished not to continue filming C he wanted to continue making money, but his coborators were unwilling to bebelled as Zhou Bapi! He had no choice but to fade out of the entertainment industry and try his hand in the virtualwork. After all, he did not have a fatal disease in the online world. Unfortunately, Pei Rong did not have the talent required to y e-sports. His switch in careers was unsessful, to the point where he was ced in an even more embarrassing situation. His hereditary diseasepletely destroyed his body, and he really reached the end of the road. It could be said that besides the title of was once a great star, what Pei Rong left behind was nothing but a mess. If he didnt want to follow his predecessors path and die, Tyron would have to find a way to make about 60 million dors and buy a new body. . Tyron thought about it, opened the contact list, looked at the name of his sister Pei Ying for half a minute, opened the recent contact history and studied it for a while, then imitated Pei Rongs tone of voice and sent a message: Xiao Ying, your elder brother has had no time to see you recently, how are you? Pei Ying answered ten minutester: Elder brother, Im really in a hurry and really dont have time to chat. Sixian has been bullied very badly while inside. His hand was almost broken, and he doesnt have money to get it looked at. Im now working three jobs every day, and have to save up just to have a good meal in the evening. Anything at home that can be sold has already been sold off, and I really dont know how Im going to live on like this... Tyron raised his eyebrows and simply closed the chat. Tyron deleted all his contacts, including his sisters. In any case, Pei Rong had already killed himself, and other than his fame, he hadnt left Tyron with anything else. Tyron also made the decision not to inherit anything except Pei Rongs name C even the 300,000 dors was left there untouched. Unrted matters should be kept strictly separate. Tyron regarded Pei Rong as a dead passer-by; he would never wrong himself by living other peoples lives for them. His new life was the reward that he earned for himself from the God, and he would use 60 million dors to buy himself a new body... the ounts between the two of them had been cleared. Tyron admitted that he felt no obligation to take care of Pei Rongs sister and solve Pei Rongs problems. To exin it with his own personal motto: Ive never been willing to owe anyone, so Ill also never let anyone have the chance to owe me. . After clearing up the final traces of Pei Rongs original existence, Tyron cheerfully began his brand-new life. The first letter he received in his empty mailbox came from E-Sports A League, and it was the qualification certificate for the semi-finals. By now, he had already realized that this was not some sacrificial ceremony for the God of ughter. It was simply just a virtual game in which yers sparred andpeted against each other. Participating would not bring about any moral or legal problems, and they could even win great glory and honour. This world was really not bad at all. Tyron nced at the prize pool for the semi-finals and finals, saw the number of 5 million under first prize, and unhesitatingly decided topete. He was a man who still had to earn 60 million. . Next, he logged on to the official website and took a look at the rules for thepetition. Because he hade in first in the free-for-all battle, he was eligible to go straight into the top 32 andpete to enter the top 8. It was a one round decisive battle, and the match-up for the first round had already been announced: #419 (Tyron) against #213. Clicking on the name #419 would even bring up a page containing his details: yer number: 419 Source of Competition Qualifications: Free-for-all Battle GNA Comprehensive Rating: B-list PVE Score: Unknown PVP score: B PVN score: B GNA Evaluation: An assassin ss character with unknown potential as they have only demonstrated their abilities during a single free-for-all battle. The yer showed excellent concealment and assassination skills, as well as a considerably high battlefield life-harvesting capability. Has shockingly explosive power in 1v1 PVP situations. Because the 1v1 battle time was short, and the number of participations in free-for-all battles was too few, the yer is temporarily rated as a B-ss yer. . Two motion images were included at the bottom of the page. First image: He was silently sliding behind one of the yers, his dagger swiftly slicing out a line of blood as it harvested thest bit of life. Dark golden eyes shed across the camera, leaving the illusion of a line of cold light. Second image: He dropped from the sky, stabbed a small bloody wound on the mages forehead, and then flipped over andnded on the ground. The picture was fixed at the moment of hisnding, when his cloak flew up and revealed his posture as he knelt down on one knee. This image was very dynamic, and one could almost feel the impact as air was forcefully disced. Further down the page was the constantly updatingments feed. Hubby! In this years A League, my hubby will be him! A model with legs I could y with for a year. My screen is a little salty... Tsk! Ive rewatched 1000 times but cant stop! Tyron: ... This master assassin who hade from another world looked on nkly. He couldnt understand a single thing, and silently closed the page. Sometimes, one could learn everything about a world from books... Except for the memes and ng circting on the web. Tyron was probably going to spend a good amount of time being an inte antique. ... A weekter, Tyron was like a sponge as he learned about the world and slowly integrated himself into virtualwork society. In order to prepare for the game that he was unfamiliar with, he watched some videos of famous experts and obtained a general understanding of e-sports so-calledpetition style. During this period, the E-Sports A Leagues World Championship had already begun, and the opening ceremony was very lively. It was said that the contestants were provided with free amodation and travel expenses to go and watch the opening ceremony in reality. Tyron wasnt interested in it and spent his days like a recluse until his first game. In the first round of the semi-finals, Tyrons opponent, #213, was also an expert who hade out of the free-for-all battle. He was an arcane mage. Before the game, Tyron had watched the rey of his opponentsst free-for-all battle and rated him as: a foolish idiot who had more damage spells than field control spells. . Thirty seconds before the start of the fight, the two yers were 50 meters apart, standing face to face as they waited for the countdown. The mages expression was imposing as he looked calmly at Tyron. Tyron carelessly looked towards the other side and thought to himself: Make it high profile, and deal with him in 10 seconds... or should he be more low-key, and get it done in 12 seconds? In order to create a tense atmosphere on the main screen, the view was switching back and forth between the two yers, and the gazes of the two contestants could be clearly be seen: One had an inspiring, eager gaze. One had eyes like a dead fish. ... Audience: Yeaaaaaah 419 is so cool! In recent years, people with a positive image and good temperament were always more popr... Regardless of what expression he had. Tyrons eyes were inherited from the ancient elves royal lineage. His golden pupils be lighter and lighter with age, eventually bing a translucent tinum sphere, which others usually considered to be very attractive. If he were still in his original mixed-race body, the level of attractiveness his appearance carried was basically equivalent to the effect caused by using magic, and could be considered a supernatural force. Strangely enough, although he was now using a virtual body and supernatural forces should not exist in this scientific world, Tyrons eyes still seemed to have the power to mesmerize and enchant others. Perhaps this attraction could only be exined as charisma. . Returning back to the present. There was now fifteen seconds to go before the game officially began. Thementator finally finished loudly introducing both sides backgrounds, and continued to banter: So, this round of thepetition is a machine gun mage versus a head harvesting assassin. Generally speaking, thetter will have an advantage, but our mage is famous for his instantaneous guided-missile type spells. That is to say, if the mage sets up his machine gun directly in the beginning... I mean, starts casting the arcane storm spell, 419 will have already lost The sentence wasnt finished, but the countdown was over and the fight was about to begin. Indeed, the mage did not hesitate as he made a casting movement on the spot. In another 0.5 seconds, his Arcane Storm would begin. In a split second, a deluge of blue arrows appeared behind him one after the other. Right then, Tyron showed no hesitation at all as he jumped back and avoided the first wave of missiles. Only the crackling sound of gunfire could be heard as the missiles bounced everywhere. Meanwhile, the mage was still continuously firing arcane missiles in a steady stream, and they blotted out the sky as they whizzed towards Tyron. No wonder he was called a machine gun mage. Hes halfway! Thementator had only just caught up, Arcane Storms massive damage has only just started. Our yer number 419 is already in critical danger! Ch4 - A New Victory

Chapter Ch4 - A New Victory

trantor: xiin editors: merysl & Pyromancer Our yer number 419 is already in critical danger As soon as thementators voice fell, Tyron performed a roll on the spot andnded in a standard sprinting start-up position, dashing forward and bypassing the arcane missiles that were still in flight. In an instant, he had already arrived in front of his opponent. Commentator: Oh, my god! What kind of speed burst is this! Is he tied to a rocketuncher?! When Tyron and his opponent were still one meter apart, the mage had already stopped casting Arcane Storm and promptly used Flicker (a short distance teleportation spell). His figure instantly reappeared fifteen meters away. Beautiful! Thementator shouted, What kind of awareness is this! Basically when the assassin put on his burst of speed, the mage was already preparing to use Flicker! He managed to get away within a single second, this is simply miraculous Thementator hadnt even finished speaking, but Tyron had not paused at all. He followed up with a Shadow Leap and immediately appeared in the mages shadow. Thementator disregarded the pain in his face and hurried on to say, 0.5 seconds! He caught up in just 0.5 seconds! The assassins reaction was actually even faster! This is really an amazing scene! . After Tyron appeared behind the mage, he first knocked him in the back of his head, sending him into a brief . Then, taking advantage of the , the dagger, Song of Triumph, in his right hand shed across his throat, while the dagger in his left, Deep Silence, stabbed into his back. When the mage recovered from 1.5 secondster, his body had two new status effects: (unable to cast) and (continuous loss of HP). Commentator: What an unparalleled hand speed and hit rate! The assassin used three skills in session within 1.5 seconds. Oh my god! That was only a 0.5 second global cooldown between each skill... Is he cheating? . Tyron wasnt cheating. He wasnt using skills C it was pure technique. The skills released through the system had a global shared cooldown period of at least 1 second; but because the techniques he executed with his hands were judged as being within the range of an ordinary attack, there was no cooldown. However, the effect of these techniques came from the experience that Tyron gained over countless battles, and there would never be the tiniest w. The mage was rmed to discover that his HP bar had already dropped to red (below 30% health). Commentator: Red blood! Victory or defeat is imminent! The mage decisively used hisst life-saving skill Alpha Substitute, immediately escaping from all negative effects and fleeing 15 meters away. Only a substitute scarecrow was left behind in the spot where he had been. In the next moment, the substitute scarecrow exploded! The scarecrow exploded! Its a rare counterattack spell! Thementator shouted excitedly, The assassin is no longer at full health! Hes finally no longer at full health, everyone! Audience: ... Why did they feel a twinge in their hearts when they heard this? . Alpha Substitute and the scarecrows explosion happened instantaneously. There had been no opportunity to evade at all. His words had just finished when Tyron put on another burst of speed and rushed towards the mage so quickly that he basically had no time to react at all. The mage had already used all of his life-saving skills, and the only skill that wasnt on cooldown was his Arcane Storm. He could only grit his teeth for the sake of his dignity... five arcane missiles whizzed out. And then... there was no and then. A swipe across the throat again! Damn it, every strikends urately on a fatal point and causes a critical hit, what kind of uracy is this?! What kind of uracy is this, everyone! 1 second... 2 seconds! The mage is down! Thementator roared, Dead! Ah, hes really down! Victory has been determined. The next second, the system officially dered the results. . The mage transformed into a white light and returned to the main stage. Tyron ced Song of Triumph and Deep Silence back into their sheaths and also flew up to the stage. The host ttered up onto the stage: Congrattions to contestant number 419 on his victory. Would the two contestants like to share some remarks? The microphone was passed to the mage, who hesitated for a moment and then said, I feel... Like I was chased and killed. The hostughed out loud: Single yer duels in the arena have always been about killing and being killed. Mage: ... How about youe and try how it feels to be chased and killed by #419? Have you really experienced despair before? But in the end, he held back and said nothing. . The microphone was then passed on to Tyron. The host hadnt yet asked Do you have anything to say?. But Tyron had immediately started with: No. Host: Our contestant number 419 has noment again? Geez, the audience is very curious to know C how did you manage to execute three skills in a row in 1.5 seconds? This has gone beyond the limits of the systems rules on skill release speed. Tyron: Trade secret. The audience was shouting in continuous bursts, and the sounds of conversation were endless, while girls collectively continued to scream and whistle at Tyron. . The host wrinkled her brow and asked, Oh, handsome big brother, cant you tell me? How about 50,000 dors for your trade secret? Tyron: 50,000? Host: This is already not a small number. I wonder if I can get reimbursed for things that happen on stage? Tyron: Its not skill. Its technique. Host: ... Audience: ... Commentator: Lord Four! You are my father! Let me first kneel to you to show my respect! . When Tyron calmly walked away with 50,000 dors, the audience at the scene was still embroiled in heated discussion. The difference between skill and techniquey in the fact that the system controlled the release of former, while thetter was released through freeform maniption of the yers body. The difference between these two was so gigantic, it was likeparing clouds with mud. For example, skills were like engraved printing blocks. Everyone could use the same set of stencils, and everyone could use them in the same way. Only hardware (character attributes, equipment, etc.) could influence the results. Once skills were acquired, yers only needed give the system amand, and the skill would be released without any variation. Techniques were like using a paintbrush. The threshold for entry was low, and there was a high degree of freedom and variability C anyone could give it a try, but some ended up like failed projects, while others became famous masterpieces. Even if they were high level masters, they might be able to create a masterpiece when they were in good condition, but then be utterly discredited if they werent careful. Some peoples freely controlled techniques may not work at all, or could even end up hurting themselves; others techniques not only stood a head above everyone elses, they could even freely control the speed, target, have no cooldown period, and break through the systems upper speed limit. The realm of techniques contained infinite possibilities. Generally speaking, world-ss masters would focus on training one or two techniques thatplimented their own advantages. Once it was sessfully mastered, this technique would be their famous unique move. Because there was arge range of freedom in techniques, everyones techniques would have their own personal characteristics, and were extremely easy to recognize. Training was not easy C the level of difficulty was high, so a master yer would normally only concentrate on one or two techniques. The known master with the most techniques was Secret Hand Van Dough, the highest ranked assassin from the previous A League Competition. Since his debut, he had exhibited a total of eight types of techniques, and was given the title an bottomless pit of techniques. That night, Tyrons personal page on the official website was updated. yer number: 419 Source of Competition Qualifications: Free-for-all Battle GNA Comprehensive Rating: B-list PVE Score: unknown PVP Score: A PVN score: B+ GNA Evaluation: An assassin ss character with unknown potential. The yer showed excellent concealment, assassination, explosive output and hunting skills, and has a considerable battlefield life-harvesting capability. Has also shown a good performance during 1v1 PVP. PVP Characteristics: Based on present data, the yers main and off-hand weapon hit rate has been maintained at more than 90%, of which the fatal point hit rate is 65.9%. In addition, he has an rming burst movement speed, and an even more rming burst attack speed. ording to his own words, he has mastery of some high speed continuous damage technique. Personal Quotes: (When asked if he has anything to say): No. (His exnation regarding his attack speed) Its not skill. Its technique. The two images at the bottom were still the same, and hadnt been updated. Thements section at the very bottom continued to explode with messages: Lord Four, Im also kneeling! Damned godly Lord Four, what is that No. doing there in the personal quotes? ughing and crying.jpg]] It was probably because thementator had shortened his name from contestant number 419 to Lord Four in a moment of excitement, soizens also began to follow the trend and started to call him Lord Four. Lord Four is powerful and magnificent! Lord Four is so handsome that I cant close my legs. Lord Four, I want to give birth to your monkeys! Lord Four, I want to give birth to a mountain of flowers and fruit for you! Tyron: ... I dont quite understand you modern people. . Tyron felt unhappy and itchy. It was like grinding a knife, taking a bath, and happily going out to PK, but ultimately finishing work by kicking a little mob to death at the door and going back home. He had just started to get excited, and then it was over. He was very unsatisfied. However, situations like these were not umon in the past 500 years. Ultimately, when ones skills had been honed to the point where they were considered among the best, there would naturally be a sense of frustration from the fact that it was difficult to go all out. There was also a sense of loneliness that came from being unable to find a worthy opponent. But even so, to assassins, it was also something to be pleased about. He was different from these people who were just ying games at home. They were participating in a lively and satisfying duel. The process was cool and romantic; they were given an audience hall full of apuse when they won, or merely patted their buttocks and returned home if they lost. He had lived a life full of bloodbath on the tip of a knife. The process was dull and cruel; he licked his wounds silently if he won, or had nothing and was nothing but a dead body if he lost. Now, Tyron had arrived in their world. Inparison, this world was so bright, so friendly. To him, this was the best kind of era for him to cast off and extricate himself from all the killing and evil. No matter which world it was, Tyron Odin was indisputably a powerful man. The powerful were those who could bear the worst kinds of fate, and were also deserving of the greatest of glories. Ch5 - Wild Little Fan

Chapter Ch5 - Wild Little Fan

trantor: xiin editors: merysl & Pyromancer Two dayster, while Tyron was reading a book, he received an official email from the league. The email said that Spotlight Media wanted his permission to use the recordings from his previous fight, edit them, and include them in their program that would be broadcasted next week. The licensing fee was 800 dors for every second that Tyron appeared in the final version of the program. This price was considered to be very high, mainly because Tyron was evaluated by GNA as a B-list yer as soon as he appeared. The endorsement and appearance price for B-list yers had a lower limit. If the price was too low, the League woulde out and protest. So, even though Tyron had not revealed his real name, Spotlight Media still took the initiative to offer him a B-list price. Therefore, one weekter, Tyron received nearly 40,000 dors in appearance fees. . Spotlight Media had its own live broadcasting tform, video websites and portals. After they obtained Tyrons authorization, they included his video in two separate programs. One was the monthly X-month highlights that was broadcasted monthly; it summarized the most exciting scenes in the e-sports world that month and was geared towards entertainment. The other was the XX strategy andmentary that was done in coboration with GNA; it would focus on a certain profession in each release and analyse their ssic PK techniques. They would also select several representative yers orpetitions to illustrate and exin their examples. This was a professionalparison between strong yers. Thetter was not very easy to do, and usually required enough material in order to bepleted. But the former program happened to be broadcasting soon, and the video of Tyron PKing that pitiful machine gun mage was added at the very end of the broadcast. When the countdown ended and the huge 1 disappeared, the lens showed a close up of Tyrons dark golden pupils and slowly pulled away... The match had been almostpletely edited. The mage began his machine gun attacks, Tyron rushed forward and got close, the mage used Flicker, and Tyron simultaneously used Shadow Leap, bursting out with a terrifying attack speed. The mage used Alpha Substitute to escape and counterattacked, but Tyron quickly followed up and harvested his life... The entire process was full of twists and turns. It was extremely exciting, and the brilliant sections basically didnt require any edits. The viewership for this program had always been very high. After all, many people did not like to watch live broadcasts and preferred to watch some of the particrly amazing highlights for entertainment. As a result, the screen was covered in a barrage of scrollingments: Dont drink water while watching, instantaneous explosions up ahead! Nuclear explosions ahead! Nonbatants should quickly evacuate! Mother, Im kneeling! Long discussions ensued in thements section, and they began to specte about the true identity of yer #419. Most people thought that #419 was a long-established high level yer in the scene, and began to guess from the list of famous assassins. The name Lord Four was bing more and more famous on the inte, and mister Tyron the antique had no idea that currently, his nickname had been finalized just like this. . Three dayster, Tyron took part in the 16-to-8petition. His opponent this round was a summoner. He was the type of summoner that required time to set up before his full power could be unleashed; he started with one summon and began to prepare for moreC as long as he could hold on for 10 seconds, he would be able to pull out five summons and begin a true battle. If he was given 30 seconds, even if he only had a sliver of blood, he would still be able to pull out ten summons to encircle the enemy and grind them to dust... Unfortunately, however, he waspletely suppressed by Tyron. Even thementator did not know what to say. Lord Fours explosive power was obvious to everyone. As a fragile summoner that wore cloth armour, wasnt it too ridiculous to want to be able to drag out the fight for 10 seconds?! The entire match took less than 10 seconds. The dead summonerid beside the second summon that they had used their life to call out, having died with evesting regret. After the game was over, the host once again asked if they had anyments. The summoner didnt know what they should say, and finally said weakly, I was rather unlucky... encountering my natural enemy. Those in the audience all nodded, and showed expressions of sympathy. It was Tyrons turn to speak. After he epted the microphone, he calmly said, No. But Tyron only took a brief look at his opponents information, and then once again ran off to the library to learn more of this worlds knowledge. . Tyron often came to the library these days. Ever since he had almost been recognized as Pei Rong by a fan, he had always been careful to put on some form of disguise. But because of his temperament, it was also understandable people would sometimes peep or outright stare at him. But the person peeping at him today... What did it mean if he had been standing in ce and staring at him for ten minutes? . Tyron silently closed the book in his hand, casually raised his head and met the gaze of the fellow who had been sneakily staring at him for the past ten minutes. Looking through the gap between the books, he could see that the peeper was a young man in his twenties. His face was still a little tender, and he looked like he was of mixed ancestry. He had a pair of fine-framed sses on his face, and was wearing a stiff uniform adorned with school badges and medals on his chest. At first nce, it was evident that he was an exemry student representative. Tyron: Hello, what can I do for you? The other party was stunned for a moment, then quickly gathered his wits. Well, no, Im just... When people were looking for excuses, they would often nce around subconsciously as they searched for inspirationhis expression was so obvious that Tyron could tell from a nce. Tyron: Looking for books? The young man: Uh, yes, Im looking for... History of Development for the Warp Engine, a book written by Dr. J. George. This is the politics and history section. Ah, sorry, Im new here... The young man blushed, and it was obvious that he was forcing himself to calm down as his adams apple bobbed and he avoided meeting Tyrons eyes. Im not familiar with the sections here. Tyron narrowed his eyes and spoke slowly. Youre new here and yet youve borrowed more than twenty books before? Ah...? Two pages of your virtual book pass has already been used. That is to say, youve borrowed at least twenty books before. The young mans face waspletely red, and he felt like he was about to burn up. He hurriedly continued, I... I borrowed my friends book pass. Tyron looked at him for a while, then suddenlyughed and said, Arent you looking for a book? Let me take you there. Thats really... Thank you so much, really. My name is Tyron. Its nice to meet you. Victor... Me too. . As the two of them rounded the bookshelf... Inside Victors heart: Its over! Im screwed! I lied three times during our first conversation! Was I very annoying just now? Did I forget to put on cologne when I left the house today? Probably not. What if he hates the smell of my cologne? ...Ah, how shitty. Stop getting distracted, Victor... what book did I lie about wanting to get just now? Inside Tyrons heart: He likes me. Tsk, tsk. . Tyron casually asked, Are you a student from nearby? No, Im not. Victor said, I came back... To give the opening speech for the freshmen and introduce the Imperial College of Engineering, our alma mater. Generally speaking, those who would be invited to give speeches during the opening ceremony were all excellent students that ranked in the top 10. Tyron: You must have been a very good student before you graduated. Victors face heated again and he said, Actually, Im not a very qualified student. When I was in school, I would also... skip sses, too. Oh, thats human nature. As Tyron spoke, he stopped his steps to look at thebels on the shelf. When his head was turned, Victor took in a deep breath. ... Help!! Whos going to stop me from rambling on?! I should have told him that I had three degrees and that the reason I missed a few sses was because I couldnt fit it into the course schedule... . Tyron: What kind of engine history did you just say you wanted? Victor: History of Development for the Warp Engine, by Dr. J. George. It doesnt seem verymon. Was this your major? No, No. This is... a hobby and interest of mine. Victor said, I always read misceneous books. You must find it amusing. Tyron: Thats no big deal. There were now two lines of tears running down Victors heart. No! Stop being modest and tell him that youre not the kind of person who skips ss and reads pointless books, Victor! At a time when a man was supposed to show their best side, why was he some! A few secondster. Victor: Um... Excuse me... Hm? Tyron naturally looked back at him. Victor: ... Ah, who am I? Where am I? What was I going to say just now? With a gentle expression on his face, Tyron slowly extended his hand towards the area beside the young mans ear, and finally pped his hand lightly against the wall behind him. Kabedon! Victor stepped back in surprise, leaning against the bookshelf behind him. He was stuck in this kabedon position,pletely unaware of the fact that he could dodge. After a while, he seemed to ept his fate and huddled in front of the bookshelf, his facepletely red. His blue eyes were wide with helplessness as his gaze glued onto Tyrons face. . Then, Tyron reached out and brought down the book from the shelf behind him. He spoke as he handed it over, History of Development for the Warp Engine. Is it this one? Victor: ... Hm? Tyron dragged out the single syble. Victor finally got his brain back on track. Yes, its this one. Thank you! Youre wee. . Inside Victors heart: Hurry up and ask for his contact information! Contact information! Information! Info! Two secondster. Victor: You... You... Youre a nice person. Tyron: ... Victor: ... Mom, your son is a total wimp. QUQ . For some reason, Tyron had the pleasurable feeling of having caught a little hamster that passed by outside of work, and then ruthlessly and thoroughly bullying him. He raised the book in his hand and enunciated carefully as he spoke, By the way. I have a question to ask. Theres an abbreviation in this book that wasnt exined at allwhat is this G-spot? Victor was shocked: G... What?! Tyron repeated, G-spot. You also dont know what it means? Victors face was so red, his earlobe almost looked like it was bleeding. Tyron: ??? Victor: That, thats... a very sensitive spot... in the human body... ahhh. xiin: Ch6 - Pretty Boy Opponent

Chapter Ch6 - Pretty Boy Opponent

trantor: xiin editors: merysl & Pyromancer A few minutes after the G-spot incident, Victor finally realized the truth. Student representative Victor took to the road and fled, sticking to the wall until he turned a corner, keeping his head lowered as he looked for a ce where he could bury himself. . He finally fled home and was then surrounded by his roommates who forcibly snatched away the photograph that he had secretly taken of Tyron. It was really a secret shot. Only the side of Tyrons face was captured in the photo, showing him as he lowered his head slightly to look at the lower rack of the bookshelf, his gaze enigmatic as he concentrated. That roommate rubbed his chin. Oh? We only noticed now that there are no sses in the way that his eye color is really rare. What kind of ancestry does he have? He probably isnt from the Alliance. Victor sat next to him to look at the picture and continued, The gxies in the Alliance dont have any golden eyed bloodlines. Hes either an immigrant, or there was a mutation in his genes or a disease... If thats the case, then Lord Four might also be an immigrant or mutation? His roommate was thinking out loud. Victor asked nkly, Who is Lord Four? His roommate waved his hand and said, You dont even watch e-sports. You dont need to know who Lord Four is. Come on, lets continue gossiping about your male god. ... Not only was Lord Four not from any of the Alliances lineages, his bloodline wasnt even from their universe. It had been mentioned before that Tyron Odin was of mixed ancestry and had inherited the bloodlines of both elves and incubi. If one had to describe it, the probability that these two races would mix together was about the same as the probability that Mars would hit the moon. The reason for this was probably because elves and incubi mutually despised and hated each other. . Incubi and elves. The greatestmon ground between the two races was that they were both extremely beautiful, and their beauty often broke through the limitations of reality. The greatest difference between them was that the elves were extremely loyal and would choose only one partner in their lifetimes, while the incubi were sexually promiscuous, feeding themselves by seducing their victims and absorbing their vitality. One race was full of pure white lotuses, while the other was full of cheap, bewitching foxes. As one could imagine, even if a couple like this had a period of true love, the family that came about would ultimately still be an unhappy one. So if they managed to give birth to a mixed race offspring, the child would certainly not experience a happy childhoodwhich was precisely what happened to Tyrons father. Tyrons father was the one chance in ten thousand mixed-race offspring that was born. The sinister and cunning incubi paired up with the famous princess of the moon elves, and the resulting child inherited his fathers character. He built up a name for himself as a fickle character, wandering all around the world and leaving Tyrons mother (a pitiful half-elf woman) to die from depression. Tyron rebelled a little when he was young. He looked down on his fathers irresponsible behaviour, but he was also exasperated that his mother seemed stuck in the belief that they could only have one love in the world. If a person relied on love to live, the breadth of their life experiences would be too limited. From childhood, he felt that the white lotuses were pitiable, and the bewitching foxes were hateful. . So, Tyron often wore hoods and masks. Not only did it cover Pei Rongs appearance, it was also a habit that prevented him from drawing attention. The audience could only see his pair of golden eyes, which often lookedzy and calm outside ofbat situations. Tyrons posture was also casual. He was currently standing on the arena stage, facing an opponent who had also made it out of the 16-8petition and was now participating in the semi-finalsa ranger. The host had just stepped down from the stage. Now that they were at the semi-finals, thementators had been switched to a fixed man and woman. At this time, the man turned on his mic and began to speak, Hello to all our friends in the audience! I am Old Yi. The femalementator added, I am Little Pi. Malementator: Wee to the sixteen-to-eight semi-finals of the A League. This is the second battle of the semi-finals, featuring contestant number 419 against contestant Flower Blower. . Femalementator: Now that both yers are standing on the arena, we can see that both sides are alert and ready to fight, lets have the camera zoom a little closer... Wow. Following her exmation, the two scenes shown on the big screen brought about a series of shrill screams from the audience. Tyrons eyes and temperament had always been the focus of their discussions on Lord Four, but even before that; The Flower Blower on the opposite side was also a very famously beautiful man with a head full of curly golden hair tied behind his head, a silver masquerade mask on his face, tight leather armor and clothing that outlined a lean figure. Malementator: As expected, the two yers really have a well-deserved reputation. They are both very popr yers with very good looks. Femalementator: Both of them have a great image and good temperament. They are both at least six feet tall and have long legs, and neither of them are willing to let others see their face... Malementator: We cant evaluate their appearances for the time being, but both parties strength will soon be revealed. . The countdown began. Before thepetition began, thementators responsibility was to continuously introduce both sides backgrounds. While they were jokingly predicting both yers probability of winning or losing, people in the audience were screaming and shouting one after another, and some women in the audience were practically hysterical. This was because the action on the stage was much more interesting than thementary. The beautiful man opposite Tyron, mister Flower Blower, had just pulled his cloak around him and dashingly jumped down to the stage. When he raised his head again, he held a red rose between his teeth. Audience: ... AAAHHHH! Tyron: indifferent.jpg . The countdown was at 10 seconds. Tyrons opponent was still adamantly putting on a show. Flower Blower performed an elegant bow towards his opponent, and then drew out the short sword that hung on his waist, My sword is made by Master Molotov, named Lyra. After performing a sword flower, he ced it back into its scabbard and brought out the longbow from behind his back. My bowes from the water goblin court, named Ophiuchus. I look forward to being in your care. Some fans in the audience immediately began to shout excitedly, Ohhhhhh! So handsome! So beautiful! Tyron crossed his arms and spoke expressionlessly. Oh. The audience immediately switched sides: Ahhhh! Lord Four is so cool, ahhh!!! . After spending a month in this world, Tyron became fully aware of the fact that the audiences in this era were basically undisciplined and unruly. He indifferently pulled out his short sword and dagger and said, Song of Triumph, Deep Silence. Although he was only responding to his opponent, this was the first time he had shown hisbat posture outside of battle, allowing the audience to finally get a glimpse of how he looked when waiting forbat. He always held his short sword in his right hand and his dagger in his left. Because his right hand was more dexterous, it couldpetently wield the short sword to pick, stab, slice, chop, and other such movements; while his left hand was more swift and powerful, better suited for backhand dagger stabbing. (Generally speaking, daggers were only used for stabbing.) When he enteredbat mode, his eyes suddenly changed and his gaze locked tightly onto his prey. . The countdown ended, and the game began. The contestants were blocked off from all outside noise, and they immediately enteredbat mode. In the first second, the malementator shouted, Theyve shed! Theres a fierce sh right from the start! Flower Blower has jumped backwards from where he was standinghes shooting from the air! Hes really got a talent for shooting in mid-air! As soon as they began to fight, the two of them exchanged routine moves: Tyrons backhand assault damaged Flower Blower, but Flower Blowers first arrow aplished nothing. Immediately after, Flower Blower flew back in the air, his cloak unfolded like wings, and he pulled his bow in a beautiful arc while still in mid-air. At the same moment when his bowstring rang out, Tyron, whom he had locked on to, disappeared on the spot. Number 419unched Stealth. This is the first time he has used the Stealth skill in the one-to-one arena! Is he waiting to make a surprise attack after Flower Blowernds on the ground? The hover time that Flower Blower can sustain in the air is... 4.7 seconds. Hesnded. Unexpectedly, he did not choose to maintain the higher ground! 419 also chose not tounch an attack at this time! Flower Blower dropped gently back onto the t in and closed his eyes, his face showing a carefully listening expression. The symbol for an eye flickered faintly on his forehead. Minds Eye Art! Its the standard invisibility scanning skill for archer professions. Will Flower Blower be able to see through number 419s stealth before he attacks? Other than the sound of a gentle breeze blowing, there wasplete silence in thebat area. Flower Blower had his bow in one hand and an arrow in the other as it gently rested against the bowstring. Suddenly, the femalementator shouted, Its an attack from the air! Tyrons figure unexpectedly shed out in mid-air, and like a sharp fang, his dagger abruptly fell towards its prey. Flower Blower turned quickly, and the longbow in his hands blocked the edge of the de. With a flexible twist of his right hand, the arrow reversed and stabbed towards Tyron. Tyron ducked, and once again disappeared from Flower Blowers line of sight It was an iparably fast tuck and spin, just like a well-practiced tango move. In a sh, he once again returned to Flower Blowers side. Once again, the cold light of the dagger gleamed next to Flower Blowers neck. In the next moment, Flower Blowers longbow tapped against the ground as he used it as leverage to whip out a kick. Push back! 419 was pushed back about five yards by Flower Blowers round kick! His surprise attack failed! The initiative is now back in Flower Blowers hands. Wait a minute! The femalementator spoke up, The surprise attack was sessful! The close-up confrontation between the two shed by in an instant. By the time the pair separated, Tyron had already disappeared into the virtual environment once again. Flower Blower lowered his hand, and the audience could finally see that there was a long sh across his left hand that made it tremble uncontrobly. Femalementator: It happened in that moment when he spun around. Dont forget that yer 419 also has a short sword! Malementator: That series of actions just now was an absolutely wonderful collection of exquisite moves! Flower Blower has now fallen into a very disadvantageous situation. As an archer, will he be able to turn the tables after his left hand has been injured? . Once again, thebat area fell into silence. Flower Blower stood still in the middle of the grassy in. Strictly speaking, this randomly selected battle map was more advantageous to archers, but when the opposing party was an assassin, there was no ce for him to hide. But Flower Blower suddenly discovered that even though he had turned on his stealth detection skill, he was still unable to find Tyrons figure. Was he hiding in the shadow of the huge rock? Or crouched amongst some weeds? Or was he already in the bushes further away? Ch7 - Qualifications For The Top Four

Chapter Ch7 - Qualifications For The Top Four

trantor: xiin editors: merysl & Pyromancer If he couldnt even discover where his opponent was, as a long-range profession that had no choice but to fight an assassin in closebat, if this wasnt seeking his own death, what was? Flower Blower exhaled softly and used another skill. A vine slowly grew out from the pouch at his waist and snaked its way up his arm. It not only healed his wound; his arm was also strengthened by the vines tenacity. Femalementator: Vine Symbiosis! It is Flower Blowers rarely seen life-saving ability. Does he believe that hes already at an extreme disadvantage even with 60% of his life left? Flower Blower took out five arrows and shot them into the sky. Its a Scatter Shot. The malementator said, Flower Blower tactfully chooses an AOE skill that does not require guidance. Although thending point is random, it can be used to detect the enemys position at this point in time! His voice had just fallen when Flower Blowers head suddenly turned! In this instant. The cold light of a dagger struck at his throat for the third time. This time it was too close, and he had no way to avoid it! . Ah! The femalementator screamed uncontrobly, From behind! The malementator could also feel his hair standing on end as he said, Number 419 was standing in his shadow the whole time! . This attack was brilliant. After the sword and dagger performed a dual attack, Flower Blowers HP bar was directly cut to below 30%. Flower Blower made onest stand, and pulled out his own short sword to sh against Tyron. But it was only a counterattack performed in despair. His skill with the sword was inferior to his skill with the bow, let alone whenpared to that of a master assassin. That cold light shed by, and a mere two secondster, Flower Blowers short sword Lyra was sent flying. Tyron twisted once again and stood behind Flower Blower, holding the dagger in a reverse position against his neck. From the front, others could only see a figure that did not even look back as it moved. The scene seemed to freeze for a second, and then the dagger sliced across. One stroke across the throat took away the remainder of Flower Blowers life. The battle ended, and it was clear who the winner was. . Unexpectedly, he deliberately pretended to retreat while he was in stealth mode, but in fact he was hiding in Flower Blowers shadow. He waited until Flower Blower used a detection skillseizing the less than half a second opportunity where he would be unable to use skills in order tounch a bold attack from behind. Femalementator: In fact, Flower Blowers response time was actually very fast, but yer 419 was just too close! Yes, if 419 wasnt behind him, Flower Blower would absolutely have been able to at least let off one arrow. It can only be said that contestant number 419s battle awareness is truly amazing. After a while, the femalementator spoke again, her voice still carrying traces of trepidation, That moment can only be described as terrifying. As soon as I think about the fact that the assassin was quietly hiding behind Flower Blower and waiting for him to turn his head... I get scared. While thementators were speaking, the two contestants had already flown back to the stage. The members of the audience who understood what had happened were beginning to get excited, while those who still hadnt understood slowly became enlightened as they listened to thementators exnation. They began to exim one after another, Baby was so scared I almost peed myself! I dare say that there is no assassin more assassin-like than Lord Four in the e-sports circle! Oh my goodness, Flower is going to have nightmares when he returns home tonight... . Flower Blower indeed appeared to be in a trance, his breathing rather agitated as he hurried to stand on the stage. After a while, he reached out a hand to Tyron, Congrattions. Tyron shook hands with him, but said nothing. He did not speak because nobody ever spoke to the losers or humbled themselves on the killing field. This would only ur in the peacefulpetition arena. Whats more, those who lost to Tyron were often already dead. And his silence, in the eyes of outsiders, came across as rather mysterious. When the host came over and asked him to share a fewments, Flower Blower said, I feel like I have witnessed the birth of this Leaguepetitions champion. The audience apuded. The microphone was once again handed over to Tyron. Host: Dear contestant 419, you have already obtained a ticket to the finals. Would you like to announce your real identity now? Tyron had not even spoken yet when the audience already began to shout out in session with calls of: No! Hee-hee... Itll definitely be no. Tyron: No. Host: ... The audiences suddenly became lively again as they whistled and apuded one by one. They even pulled out a huge banner with the words Lord Four I Love You! The host didnt know whether tough or cry as she took back the microphone. She first added to the excitement at the scene as she announced that contestant 419 had sessfully qualified to enter the top four in thepetition. . Before the top four, after the initial free-for-all, eachpetition consisted of a single one-on-one battle, where winning or losing would determine whether or not they were eliminated from thepetition. But the rules for the finals were different. The four contestants would fight against each of the other three contestants ording to the BO3 system, which meant the first to achieve two victories would win. After participating in all six matches, they would be ranked ording to their ratio of wins. In addition to the finals, there would also bepetitions amongst the remaining contestants from the top 32, to give the losers a chance for aeback. Theeback contestant had the qualification topete against the champion, and could rece them if they won. To make a long story short, Tyron received an official invitation in his mailbox. In the next month, if he won three more individual battles, he would be able to obtain a prize of 5 million, get directly promoted to the A-list, and win an interster-level Championship trophy. . After this match, the information on Lord Fours official page was updated again. In addition to the previousments, his PVN score was pulled up to level A, which raised his overall score to the top of the B-list. An additional motion image had been added, which showed him with his back facing Flower Blower, using his dagger to slice his opponents throat. The image was captured from an angle facing him, and it caught the look in Tyrons eyes in the moment of ughter Dark golden eyes were slightly narrowed, showing a trace ofnguor and indolence. It was hard to say whether it was due to the satisfaction that came at the end of the battle, or if it was due to pity for his dying opponent. But there was no doubt that those eyes were extraordinarily beautiful. Tyron looked at the picture and tried to recall what his thoughts had been, but he came up with nothing. In fact, even he wasnt clear about it. Generally speaking, everyone would be bored if they did the same thing too much. And so it was the same for Tyronit was amonce urrence for him. . Tyron switched pages and skimmed through the Leagues official Earth Region website for news. The cover image had already been reced with pictures of the four finalists. Everyone elses photo was beautiful and styled. He was the only one who was hiding within his hood, with the number 419 over his head. Even so, his poprity was still high, and it was no less than that of the other three well-known yers. The other threes professions were: Shadow Warrior, Sorcerer, and yer. Tyron was scheduled to fight the yer next. His opponents ID was Lu Chaofan. He turned to his opponents official page and read the GNAsments on him: His fighting ability is mediocre, but he has excellent strategic awareness. His core skill lies in setting traps, and he can often catch opponents in unexpected situations. So far, in the eight battles that he has participated in, the locations where he chooses toy his traps are often very elusive. This Lu Chaofan was the most popr character amongst the top four finalists this year because his real identity was also quite extraordinary. He was a famous pop star, and his name Lu Chaofan was also his stage name. He had suddenly announced this year that he nned topete in e-sports. Previously, nobody had held high hopes for him, but who would have guessed that he would manage to make his way into the top four? This was unexpected for his fans, but it also made them proud, and this had already made many headlines on the inte. . Tyron suddenly became interested, and searched for the battle that made Lu Chaofan famoushis battle in the 32-12 round of thepetition. In this game, Lu Chaofan ced a trap under his feet right at the start. His opponent suddenly trampled on it a good three minutes and forty seconds into the fight, and it was the most intense, critical moment of the battle. All of a sudden, it hadid down the foundation for his victory. The viewers left a barrage ofments: The heck? This must be luck, right? Tyron switched to another battle. Lu Chaofans performance here was even more miraculous. In the middle of the battle, it seemed as though his hand shook, and he stuck a trap against the door. Unexpectedly, his opponent really jumped back and happened to step into the trap again. The crowd of viewers left a barrage of worshipfulments: Although we dont quite understand, it appears to be very amazing. After that, Lu Chaofans fans came out to help them exin. They came up with an even more obscure theory that stated: Lu Chaofan was using his superior IQ to crush them all. Ordinary mortals would never be able to understand his thoughts. To make a long story short. A small pop star jumped into thepetition stage, and turned into an unexpected ck horse. His fans were basking in the glory, and had already boasted and inted the matter to the point where it was as big as the sky, iming that given our idols IQ, the championship is already in our hands!. . And for Tyron, he rubbed his chin after watching two matches and said in his heart: Silly children, this was all for show. . No one knew more than a master assassin about how to observe the battlefield and evaluate his opponents strength. Tyron watched the way Lu Chaofan had thrown his trap, and saw the surprised expression on his opponent, and even noticed the faint searching look before he stepped on it... All he saw was a big y that was full of ws. This scam was too crude, and everything was taken too much for granted. Only this crowd of silly, sweet, and innocent interster residents who believed in fairness, justice and credibility would have no doubts about these matchesbecause this was a world where technology had developed to the point where there were very few fraudsters in reality. But trust between people was not something that would exist just by talking about it. So now, in the virtual arena, a cheater had already wantonly arrived at the position of top four in the Earth region. There were no fluctuations in Tyrons heart, and he even found it a little amusing. And then, he shut down the website and went off to read books. Ch8 - ‘Business’

Chapter Ch8 - Business

trantor: xiin editors: merysl & Pyromancer Unfortunately, something was bound to happen to Tyron today. He had just opened his book when his AI housekeeper suddenly popped up with a very striking notification box: Dear master, someone in the real world is looking for you! Warning, please deal with this information immediately as your life maintenance device is currently failing! As mentioned before, Pei Rongs body had been relying on machinery to live due to his hereditary mental disease. He would die if he wasnt careful, which made him afraid to even go offline. Tyron had no choice, and could only choose to turn on the video device that linked to the real world and speak with the person who hade to see him. . It was Pei Rongs younger sister, Pei Ying. As soon as Pei Ying saw that the video had turned on, revealing her elder brothers virtual face, she immediately started to whine, Elder brother, why didnt you answer any of mymunications or reply to my emails? Tyron had already changed Pei Rongs mailbox address andmunication number. He really hadnt wanted to be reached at all. But he hadnt expected this younger sister of his to be so cruel as to directlye and look for him in the real world, and attempt to turn off the machinery keeping him alive in order to force him to show up regardless of whether or not it would endanger her elder brothers life. Tyron spoke, Turn the machinery back on. Whats the matter with you? The first sentence was directed towards the AI housekeeper, who immediately began to check the life support device and reported to Tyron; Fortunately, Pei Ying did not know how to operate the machinery, so Pei Rongs body had not been affected. . Pei Ying didnt notice anything else at all. She got straight to the point and said, Brother, why did you send me the passwords for all the game characters? Tyrons words carried a double meaning. Your elder brother has already given you all the money and anything of worth. Your name has also been written on the property ownership certificate. On the off-chance that your brother dies, you will inherit all of it. Pei Ying said, That... Brother, did you reach the top four in thepetition? That yer number 419 is you, right? Tyron was most annoyed by this kind of circuitous conversation and said, If you want something, just say it straight. Pei Ying bit her bottom lip and said, Elder brother, youre going to fight with Lu Chaofan next, right? He wants to talk to you about doing some business, but you didnt reply to his email. You cant be reached any other way, so he ended up asking me about it. I was thinking... I think that since our family is currently short on money, I wanted toe and ask you about it. By now, Tyron had already understood what was going on. . Hey, the little fraudster Lu Chaofan really came to look for him. Did he want to stage a fake battle together? Tyron was amused once again, but it did not show on his face. He said to Pei Ying, One million, right? How much do you need? Tyron could tell that she had epted an intermediary fee, and the urge tough increased. He spoke again, Its too tiring for you to be in the middle. Ill negotiate this matter myself. Pei Ying said quickly, No, no. Brother, Im not tired at all! Youre already ill, just let me handle these things. The corner of Tyrons mouth curved slightly. I see. Send the contract for me to look over tomorrow then. Pei Rong had never lied to his younger sister before, so Pei Ying immediately rxed. Pei Ying finally began to inquire about Pei Rongs well-being, but after a couple sentences, she pretended that she had to go catch up with work. She said goodbye and left with an overjoyed expression. . One million. And she wanted half a million? Tyron returned to the virtual world and opened up Lu Chaofans personal page once again. After looking at it for a while, Tyron touched his chin and showed an evil smile. This business is not bad. . Half an hourter, Tyron registered a new mailbox address and wrote to Lu Chaofans public mailbox, dering himself to be #419 and attaching the leagues official identity card. Before long, Lu Chaofan wrote back and asked him to meet at a virtual restaurant. Judging from the speed of his reply and how quickly he set up the appointment, Tyron could guess that he was probably particrly anxious now. He hadnt been able to get in contact with #419 for a long time, and they were already about topete. Tyron didnt stand him up. He was very much at ease as he went to the appointed ce. . Less than half an hourter, the two of them met in a private room. Because it was the virtual world, it was guaranteed that their conversation would not be overheard nor recorded. After sitting down, Lu Chaofan was indeed very anxious. He immediately began to exin the contract that they were about to sign in detail. As we previously agreed, its a total of three million. Lu Chaofan continued, Five hundred thousand as deposit, and the rest will be given to you after thepetition. Three million. Pei Ying was really fierce. She had cut it down to one million before even telling him about it, and then tried to take another half after that. She only nned to leave one sixth of the total for her older brother. Tyron curled his lips up and there was a faint smile on his face as he inquired, When have we talked about this? Lu Chaofan became anxious. You cant deny this. Your little sister agreed to it yesterday! Tyron drank a sip of water and said, You were cheated. I dont have a younger sister. Lu Chaofan: ... A few secondster, Lu Chaofan finally realized that the self-proimed #419s younger sister was actually a female fraud! Then he gritted his teeth and scolded angrily, Fuck! Ive been deceived! Lao Tzu will deal with her when I get back! . Lu Chaofan discussed his contract with Tyron again from the start. The general gist of it was: #419 was required to act, and lose to him ording to the script that Lu Chaofan had written. And he started with a deposit of 500,000 dors, leaving 2.5 million dors to be paid in full after thepetition ended, and Lu Chaofan had won. There was also a penalty for breach of contract. If either party failed to fulfil their obligations, or disclosed any information regarding the contract, there was an additional penalty of 20 million dors. Tyron said, The championship prize for the Earth Districts Individual World Championship is five million, but your contract is only worth three million? Lu Chaofan said, You are only one of the top four. You have a 25% chance of winning the championship, but you now want five million? Tyron spoke indifferently, Based on you guys? Probability is just something that the weak use as an excuse. As long as I want it, the championship will definitely be mine. Faced with his arrogance, Lu Chaofan gritted his teeth so hard they hurt. He sneered, Did you think that I relied on nothing but buying my way up? Im telling you, you have to sign this contract even if you dont want to! Tyron: I dont see anything that you can threaten me with. Lu Chaofan took out his mobile phone and showed him a video. . This video was a video of Lu Chaofan abusing small yers in the preliminarypetition. Within thepetition arena, his opponents reaction speed was particrly slow. As long as Lu Chaofan made a move, his opponent would be hit; on the other hand, whenever his opponent made a move, he seemed like an old man who needed to aim for half a day before locking on to Lu Chaofan. Tyron began to have an inkling as he watched. Lu Chaofan said, Im not afraid to tell you that the assistant director is on my side for the finals. If you dare to try and go against me, I can let you try what it feels like to have your reactions dyed by 0.2 seconds. Dy was a parameter ofwork speed. If the dy was high, it indicated that thework speed was slowwhen the opposing party used a skill that was only sensed half a secondter, a skill that could originally have been avoided would be unavoidable. How limited would they be? Peoples reaction speed was usually between 0.3 and 0.4 seconds. The higher the level of the contestant, the faster their reaction speed; the interster champions of this eras reaction speeds generally wouldnt exceed 0.3 seconds. It was no exaggeration to say that after adding on an extra 0.2 seconds of dy, melee yers would drop by at least two ranks. The worlds top 500 would fall to be second-rate masters, and second-rate professionals would directly disappear from the public. What would they have left whenpeting against their opponents? . Lu Chaofan watched Tyron with great relish, and said, Do you know what happened to this person? After watching the game, the audience demanded a refund, saying that he was as slow as a tortoise and his use of abilities was just like a grandmother pushing a baby carriage... I never imagined that theizens would be so talented with theirments C I almostughed myself to death. If I were to be the one med like this, I would have no face left to live in this world! Do you know what the expression on his face was like at that time? I love watching this kind of humbled look that seems to want to stab Lao Tzu to death. But the result is that they still suffer a crushing defeat. Tyron thought for a moment and said, If I hadnt shown up here today, would tomorrowspetition have ended up like this? Lu Chaofan grinned fiercely and said, What do you think? If it wasnt because I wanted the finals to follow my script, would I havee over to sign a contract with you? A glimmer of a thought shed across Tyrons eyes. He then said, In that case, this three million dor contract is the best choice for me, right? I can sign the contract, but there is an additional condition. Lu Chaofan: You still dare to talk to me about conditions? Tyronughed and said, I want to see the venue. Since you know the deputy director, it should be easy for you to go in ahead of time. Lu Chaofans gaze stopped on Tyrons face for a moment. Although his face could not be seen from within the hood, Tyrons dark golden eyes looked neither angry nor hateful it seemed that he was really satisfied with the contract. Since he was bringing up a condition, it showed that he was sincere about signing the contract. Lu Chaofan thought about it. I can take you to see the preparations. . Lu Chaofans rtionship with the deputy director was genuine. The deputy director specifically came over to pick him up. That night, they entered the venue. The staff involved in the finals were all in the midst of preparations. The entire backstage area was well organized, and everyone remembered to greet Lu Chaofan. They arrived at the stage and looked at it again. At the moment, one of the hosts was in the midst of flying onto the stage to speak. Lu Chaofan said, Thepetition venues are randomly selected and cannot be faked. Youve already seen the stage and the rest area in the back. Are you satisfied? Tyron nced at the hostshe was a well-known female yer from a spirit demon game, and had been specifically invited to host finals for the top four contestants. She was a small goblin with dragonfly wings, and her palm-sized body glimmered with sparkling lights. She held a dandelion-shaped microphone and practiced her host lines while acting cute to curry favour. Tyron looked around at the venue thoughtfully and said, Ive seen enough. Lu Chaofan took out the contract and spoke coldly, Then sign it. The script for the game will arrive in your mailbox in a moment. Remember, dont do any superfluous things. The penalty fee of 20 million is determined ording to my reputation level. As a smallmoner fighting to move up in the world, you wouldnt be able to afford it even if you sold everything! Ch9 - If people seek death...

Chapter Ch9 - If people seek death

trantor: xiin editors: Avis & Pyromancer Thepetition for the top four finalists that was held a few dayster was indeed very grand. The opening ceremonysted for a whole day, and gods from all walks of life were invited to give speeches. They also found several famous stars to perform during the opening, intermission, and closing ceremonies. The entire event was broadcasted live on various websites. The virtual audience at the scene were provided with snacks and a huge live screen, while those who were not there could opt to subscribe and watch the virtual live broadcast. The virtual arena could amodate 20 million people, and nearly 80 million additional subscription tickets had been sold for the live broadcast. The peak number of real-time viewers ounted for over half of the total number of viewers across all programs. This was estimated to be the biggest event of the year in Earth Districts e-sports circle. . The confirmation process for thepetition was very formal C Tyrons qualifications were verified twice before he entered thepetition. All kinds of data were examined, and they made it a point to inform him about how various infractions would be dealt with. The yers were all gathered together in the backstage lounge before it was time for them to appear. The backstage lounge had amon rxation area. While Tyron was sitting on the sofa flippingzily through the newspaper, he noticed one of the hostsing in. The host was the small goblin from before. The first thing she saw when she entered were two long legs stretched out on the tea table. The owner of that pair of long legs seemed to have heard her movements, and looked up to meet her gaze. The small goblins heart turned warm as she gazed into Tyrons eyes. She fanned out her wings and asked, I... Is my hair and dress still okay? Tyron motioned for her toe closer. She flew to the sofa and turned around to present her back to Tyron. She then heard Tyrons maic voice sound particrly sincere as he said, If there was a ranking for back silhouettes, you would rank third. The little goblin had not intended to continue, but when she heard these words, she was intrigued and a little shy. She couldnt control herself and asked, Who are the other two? Tyron shook out the newspaper and spoke without any change in expression, There is a goddess named Venus on Mount Olympus, and the other goddess has appeared in every mans dream at least once. His flirting was deadly C the little goblin was left half dead, and almost let out a squeal. She sat near Tyron in a trance, and no longer spoke. . At this moment, Lu Chaofan also came in from outside. He looked around the lounge, but did not discover the palm-sized host that was sitting behind Tyron. He spoke sarcastically as soon as he came in, Youre really in a leisurely mood for someone whos about to lose their reputation. Are you warming up by reading the newspaper? Tyron had never seen anyone so persistent about finding trouble for themselves. He was amused as he said, This is a public ce. What happened to your image? Lu Chaofan was afraid that someone woulde in behind him, so he just spat on the ground to show his contempt and turned away. The little goblin was shocked. Is he that neer singer Lu Chaofan? Howe... Perhaps he feels that victory is in his grasp. Tyron nced sideways andughed meaningfully, People will always reveal their true nature on two asions: one is when they think victory is right in front of them, and the other is when they are desperate enough to do anything. The little goblin: Lord Four is so deep! He has so much style, yingyingying... Tyron casually picked up a bag of snacks. Ignore him. Want some chips? . Half an hourter, the little goblin left to preside over her part of the show, and Tyron prepared to go onstage as well. Unexpectedly, there was no way to tell which sides fans were louder. Lu Chaofan was unwilling to be outdone. During the pre-fight statements part of the show, he spoke for a good few minutes and made countless poses in order to attract attention He pouted, stuck out his tongue, acted cute, tilted his head at a 45 degree angle to expose his cone-shaped chin... Snap! Snap! The fans snapped pictures, and their screams rang out from time to time. . Lu Chaofans gaze was filled with pride as he handed the microphone over. When Tyron epted the microphone, his fans also began to prepare themselves, and wickedly shouted out together, Lord Four should also show his face! Tyron didnt even need to think about it before nning to refuse. And then, he had just opened his mouth to reply when an unusually well-organized shout came out from the audience below. No The 360-degree with no dead angles audience stands had its own stereo echo effect. This roar lingered for a long time, and even some helpful-minded followers who did not know the truth behind the matter began to shout along. Tyron: ... He had no way to speak over their No even if he used the microphone. Lord Fours fans had already attempted several times, and finally seeded in preemptively crowding out Lord Fours No during this round of thepetition. The fans wanted to express their satisfaction C this kind of major revenge had to be taken! These Lord Four fans now had no regrets in their lives! Tyron: ... He really didnt understand these modern people. . Lu Chaofans expression was ugly. He had never thought that the poprity he had painstakingly built up over the past half a year would lose to Tyrons covered face and the word No. He couldnt keep his emotions off his face at all. Turning to Tyron, he said, Well soon see what youre really capable of. Tyron: Yeah. As soon as the little goblin saw how strong the scent of gunpowder was between the two yers, she immediately rushed through the pre-match introductions and began the process to start the actual fight. The rules were BO3,monly known as two wins in three matches. The map was selected at random. The first map was: the interior of the interster warship, Hearthstone. This map was medium sized, and set in a science fiction backdrop. There were various cabins inside the warship that were very suitable for hiding, and the objects on the map were not easily destroyed. . The two people were transferred to the map. Coincidentally, they ended up standing face to face in a narrow corridor. After the countdown began, the inside and outside of the stadium were isted from each other. A superstar smile was still there on Lu Chaofans face, but his words were no longer polite. Dont forget the script, you have a very high difficulty trip and fall right at the start! Tyron felt that he was too long-winded, and gave him a look of disdain. Lu Chaofan spoke in a rage, Dont forget the three million! Since youve sold yourself for money, why are you still acting cold and aloof?! Im sick and tired of you low-ss, uneducated hybrids! Tyron did not speak. He simply narrowed his eyes. Lu Chaofan had provoked him for so long, but this was the first time that he felt like he had broken through Tyrons defences. He immediately felt proud of himself, and sneeredcently, Im not wrong, right? Youre always wearing that hood because you dont dare to show yourself? You people from the Earth District are all mixed blood bastards that basically dont even know whose monkey gics youve inherited. Are you delusional? Wanting topare yourself to me while covering your face with that hood? Tyron looked at him like he was a dead man. Lu Chaofan was not the first target who had tried to use money to save himself, but he was the first one who was so persistent in continuously seeking his own death. . The countdown finally ended. Tyron directly entered Stealth and disappeared from everyones sight. Lu Chaofan was so excited that he found it difficult to control the flush on his face; heid a trap in a predetermined location. ording to the script, Tyron would sneak up to him from his left rear. He only needed to flick out a dart Lu Chaofan suddenly pulled out three darts and simultaneously jumped backwards! Only a few tinkling sounds were heard as the darts struck empty and rebounded against the metallic wall before being swept up by a ck cloak. Lu Chaofans eyes were opened wide in excitement as he pulled out his dagger aimed it at the cloak. In the script ying in his head, he could already hear Tyrons shrill scream. . Ah Lu Chaofans shrill scream stopped abruptly. Because Tyron had stepped on the back of Lu Chaofans neck as he dropped down from above. He mercilessly used his airborne body to crush Lu Chaofan into the ground. Before Lu Chaofan could recover and lift his head, Tyron casually raised a foot and stepped down, pressing his face back onto the ground. . Rewinding back to a few seconds ago. Ten seconds after the match began, Tyron had already positioned himself overhead, near the corridor ceiling by virtue of his long-legged body. He waited quietly with a rope wrapped around his right arm, and his calmness contrasted sharply with that of Lu Chaofans excitement. It was not until Lu Chaofan arrived at a spot directly below him that Tyron dropped down. It was not so much dropped. Perhaps it was better to say stepped on. It was like the action of a man stepping on a cockroach. He first lifted his leg, and then used force to ruthlessly crush downwardsthe movement was basically the same. In that moment, Lu Chaofan was dizzy and confused. His nose had been smashed into the floor, and blooding out from his nose covered his face. His face was red, his eyes were rolled up in his head, and everything went white for a while. . Tyrons booted foot stepped onto his back as he simultaneously took the rope, dipped down, and wrapped it firmly around Lu Chaofans neck. He pulled on the rope, and dragged him along like how one would pull a dead dog. Lu Chaofan finally recovered from his bout of dizziness. He borrowed the force of Tyrons movements to flip up from the ground, and the dagger that had constantly been in his hand moved erratically to stab at Tyrons back. . Hey. When faced with this sneak attack, Tyron simply let out a lightugh that was full of mockery. He shifted sideways slightly, and even before Lu Chaofans dagger could graze him, his right hand chopped downnding urately on Lu Chaofans wrist and making him drop the dagger. Tyron shook the rope, rotated his wrist and elbow at the same time, then tugged, causing Lu Chaofan to be pulled off bnce. Lu Chaofans foot slipped, and he once again fell down and ate dirt like a dog. Tyron didnt seem to have any intention of going up and tying him up immediately. Instead, he looped the other end of the rope around the door handle, and ran off in the opposite direction. As the rope tightened, Lu Chaofans feet slipped once again. And as he reached out with his hands to untie the knot, he banged his head against the door handle and roared angrily, AHHH Very quickly, he could no longer yell. His face which had already been red for a while now, slowly began to turn purple. . Lu Chaofan was almost hung to death on a doorknob that was only one meter off the ground. But Tyron had disappeared after he fixed the rope to the door, which gave Lu Chaofan the opportunity to use his darts and cut the rope apart in time. Lu Chaofan was unaware that his face was covered in blood from his nosebleed. He held a dart in each hand as a weapon, so angry that he appeared like a bloody, wretched ghost with his hair in a mess and fresh blood all over his face. He roared, Get out here for me! You shameless He was still speaking when Tyron actually appeared. He stood in the corner amidst the shadows, and not even the slightest bit of his presence could be felt. Even as he slowly came out and showed himself, it was as though he was a statue with no life in his body at all. Lu Chaofan was so terrified that he barely kept himself from jumping in fright. Tyron tossed Lu Chaofans dagger back to him, thenzily crooked his finger. Lu Chaofan caught the dagger. He saw that Tyron was only holding a single short sword in his handthis was undoubtedly an invitation to fight with their des. Lu Chaofans nosebleed was still trickling down to his shirt. At this moment, his anger had already clouded his judgement. Even as he thought, I must make him pay! As long as Im the winner, all the present ugly scenes will be forgotten!, he was already eagerly rushing forward. Ch10 - … They’ll really die

Chapter Ch10 - Theyll really die

trantor: xiin editors: merysl & Pyromancer The so-called de duel was a close up fight where the two opponents only used a single dagger or short sword. All the attacking and defensive moves were performed using that single de, and it tested both sides reactions, awareness, hand speed, strength, and so on. de duels were often ineffective, but they were extremely beautiful to watch. As the blood colored knife glints shed back and forth like two shuttles incessantly weaving a web of light, people would find themselves unable to move their gaze away. At the same time, they would be shocked by the beauty and power contained in this scene. However, if the gap in strength between the two sides was toorge, then the audience would be presented with a one-sided performance. Tyron held his dagger in a reverse grip. It was a very steady, solid posture that limited his options to downward stabbing and horizontal de defense. Almost no one would choose to reverse their dagger like this in a de duel, but it was exactly what Tyron did. And he had the upper hand, standing there with a hint of boredom evident in his eyes. . Tyrons dagger did not appear like a dagger. Rather, it seemed like a de of light that was hidden on his fingertips. As he wielded it freely, the glint of the de would appear at will and suddenly cut through time and space. Even as a scene of amazing beauty unfolded before their eyes, the dagger struck sharply against the enemys de. The sound of the two daggers colliding together rang out like the crisp ringing of a bell. It brought a feeling of coolness and freshness to those who heard it. That bell-like sound rang out for a mere two seconds. Lu Chaofans forehead was covered in fine drops of cold sweat. His wrist had begun to stiffen, the images before his eyes somewhat difficult to understand. His ability to judge his enemy had already begun to fail, and his actions turned clumsy as his body moved without his control. Suddenly, Lu Chaofan felt a shock on his wrist. His dagger flew away. He had lost. It was aplete defeat that left him with absolutely no room for refusal. . Lu Chaofan was breathing heavily, sweat and blood flowing down his chin as he stared the person opposite him in horror. Tyron was still holding Deep Silence in a reverse position. He slowly moved the de towards Lu Chaofans neck and asked, Do you know what the difference is between a mixed blood and a hybrid? Lu Chaofans vision was filled with nothing but Tyrons dark golden eyes. His back began to drip with cold sweat, and he subconsciously wanted to move his gaze away, but for some reason, he found that he could not move. He could deeply sense that his psychological defences were turning shaky. If he admitted defeat here, he would be terrified of Tyron from now on! After a long dy, Lu Chaofan gritted his teeth and said, No... no difference. Youre a AHH He screamed shrilly, and then discovered that he had not been killed and turned into a sh of white light. Tyron had merely made a casual cut between his eyes, leaving an iparably precise line of blood that seemed to vertically divide his entire body into two halvesbefore slicing off the belt at his waist. Tyron spokezily, The difference is that hearing mixed blood makes me unhappy; but hearing hybrid makes me extremely unhappy. . Tyron disappeared into the darkness once again without saying anything else. Lu Chaofan was sweating all over as he strived to fix his belt and cover up a pair of hairy thighs. He was finally able to free up his hand and cover his bleeding nose, slowly moving forward along the corridor in an embarrassed manner. But he couldnt kill himself. He couldnt bring himself to do such a thing during this match where so many eyes were watching. Otherwise, other than losing so badly, he would also lose face and be faced with usations of passive y. By then, what kind of dignity would he have left even if he managed to win? While he was thinking these thoughts, Lu Chaofan suddenly saw Tyrons figure as it turned the corner up ahead! . Tyron seemed to be setting up some traps along the wall as he waited for his opponent to approach. Lu Chaofans heart jumped, and he rushed forward for two steps before suddenly stopping in ce. Vignce arose in his heart. He slipped cautiously into another corridor, then manoeuvred until he wasing at Tyron from the side. After surveying the situation, he activated Stealth and approached Tyron from behind. He tracked the distance in his mind: five meters, four meters, three meters, two meters... Lu Chaofan lunged forward, ready to plunge a dagger into the unprotected back of Tyrons neck. Suddenly, his body stopped moving. A trap gripped his right foot, and the familiar toxin contained within invaded his body, causing him to be for several seconds. It had never urred to him that this match would deviate sopletely from his script, and that he would ultimately end up falling into his own trap. . Only then did Tyron turn around, his actions leisurely as he stretched out a hand to pat Lu Chaofan lightly on the cheek as though checking the stiffness of his face. Ive heard that youre an expert in traps. You predicted many of your opponents behaviour patterns, and won a lot of games in miraculous ways. Tyron said, So, does taking into ount every conceivable possibility include forgetting where you put your own trap at the start of the match? Lu Chaofan was trembling all over, but it was unclear if it was due to rage or humiliation. But a few secondster, his mind was filled with dread. Because Tyron had no expression on his face as he pointed the dagger towards his eyes. The de that was slowly moving closer to his eyes Very few people would not feel nothing but bone deep, chilling terror when facing it. And this time, it really stabbed him between the eyes and entered his head, putting him to death. A-AHHHHHH . A few secondster, the first match of this BO3petition ended. yer #419 won, and the score was now 1:0. . The next match would begin after a one-minute countdown. At this time, the inside and outside of the stadium were still isted from each other. Lu Chaofan was both tired and frightened. He did not know how the audience would react to his ugly performance, but his spirit had already been stretched to the limit. Therefore, he applied for a ten-minute break. During these ten minutes, the yers would return to rest in the backstage lounge, and the hosts and staff that were on stage would also apany them for their break. . In order to ensure that the audience did not be bored, a pair ofmentators, one male and one female, continued to discuss the match that had urred just now. Malementator: I never thought that number 419 would win so easily. Femalementator: Thats right, both of them are ck horse yers on the B-list. We had guessed that thepetition between two assassin professions would be a very exciting game with much back and forth. The man agreed, then let out a long exhale that sounded like a sigh. yer number 419 not only gained the upper hand right from the start, there was a sense that he was aplishing everything with ease the whole way through... The femalementator added, It was like watching a cat catching a mouse. Her words were very frank, and it made Lu Chaofans fans feel extremely embarrassed. They started to leavements on the public screen to express their dissatisfaction. Thismentator is obviously taking sides! Its obvious that my idol just isnt feeling well. He was out celebrating a fans birthday in the middle of the nightst night. Theres nothing worth praising in winning an unequal match! This was followed by Lord Fours fans rebuttal. They were high from watching him kill off his opponent in such an embarrassing way, and their hands trembled from excitement as they typed and sent messages in public chat. Youre talking so much nonsense. Didnt he just lose like a dog! He stepped on his own trap. He ims to be a Trap Master, but now his bragging has been seen through! All of a sudden, the virtual screen that was several meters high started to fill up withments as the two groups of fans fought fiercely. The smell of gunpowder drifted out from the spectator stands and spread outside. . While the fans were getting ready to battle it out, there was also a scene of confusion backstage. The palm-sized goblin host flew inside and spoke in a panic, What should we do? Director, Ive lost my microphone. Director: How could you lose it when you were holding it in your hand? The little goblin whispered sadly, I dont know either, it was fine when I walked backstage, but when I snapped out of my daze, I discovered that I was holding a potato chip. Everyone: ... The director didnt know whether tough or cry. You foodie! How could a microphone turn into a potato chip! That dandelion microphone was made specifically for you. Now that its gone, youll just have to pick a normal one for yourself. The little goblins wings were drooping as she flew away. The director spoke to the other staff present, Enough. You guys should pay more attentionter on. That microphone is directly connected to the broadcast. It will be bad if it was picked up by someone in the audience. Old Xu, you go ahead first and turn that channel off. For sure! Old Xu went back to look for the channel. But he hadnt managed to figure out which one it was when they heard the sound of a voiceing out from that microphones channel. Lu Chaofans voice seemed toe from far away: Fuck! Are you looking to die?! I fucking told you to lose, but you dared to make me lose instead? Did you forget that theres still 2.5 million in my hands? . The host channel was connected to all the speakers in the stadium. The voice lingered there for a long time. Contestant Lu Chaofan had gotten straight to the point and shocked everyone. Director: ... Host: ... Commentators: ... The broadcasting studio was dead silent. The spectator stands were also dead silent. . Faint sounds were stilling through from the host channel. There was the sound of running water, as though someone was slowly washing their hands. Followed by #419: Oh, I havent forgotten. Lu Chaofan spouted over twenty continuous phrases of expletives, and then seemed to be in an uncontroble rage as he said, The penalty for defaulting on the contract is 20 million dors, you *beep* cant *beep* afford to pay it off! If my reputation is ruined, you *beep* have no ability topensate me for it! #419: Dont be anxious. Isnt it BO3? If you win the next two rounds, youll still win. Lu Chaofan: Are you mentally retarded? Not only do I want to win, I want to win beautifully! Otherwise, why would Ie and sign a contract with you? I could have just had Assistant Director Xu give you a 0.2 second dy the way Ive done before. Wont I have won then?! . Inside the broadcasting studio. The staff: ... The director silently turned his head, and quietly looked at his own assistant director. At this moment, silence was the better option. Assistant Director Xu: ... Lu Chaofan are you fucking stupid! Stupid ahhhhhh!! The director spoke meaningfully, First turn off the channel for now and report it to the Organizing Committee. The game will continue as nned. Theres no need for us to act in a hurry. . In the spectator stands. The audience had gradually recovered from their initial petrified state, and the sounds of gossip and discussion began to spring up. As the ten-minute break drew to a close, thements from the audience began to heat up, and their anger quickly grew and spread. Comments were beginning to appear on the public screen. The two contestants were thepletely isted from everything that was urring outside, and so without knowing everyones feelings, they returned back to the stage and prepared to start the second round. After Lu Chaofan came back from the break, he had regained hisposure. He had a dazzling superstar smile on his face, and appeared to be greeting yer #419 politely after they met face to face. Everyone: ... Faking it? Was he still faking it? Ch11 - Lingering Sound Of Death

Chapter Ch11 - Lingering Sound Of Death

trantor: xiin editors: merysl & Pyromancer At this moment, on the public screen: Match fixing! Scam! Its unfair! Lu Chaofan should get the hell out of the e-sports circle! We want to collectively lodge aint against you guys! Youre shaming the entire Earth District by holding a fixedpetition! The audience started to throw things at the stage in anger, and endless officialints were sent to the organizers. The two yers on the stage werepletely unaware of this. They were still confronting each other with their figurative daggers drawn, quietly waiting for the countdown to the second match to end. . The atmosphere in the broadcasting studio was very awkward as the director signalled for thementators to continue their duties. The malementator braced himself and said, Okay, we are currently starting the second match in thispetition. Femalementator: As long as this match isnt over, victory or defeat is still undecided. Theres still an element of suspense. The audience on the public screen: What the hell kind of suspense is there! Can you use your conscience when you speak?! Femalementator: ... Malementator: Theres a high possibility that contestant Lu Chaofan made some serious mistakes in the previous match, which led to his regrettable defeat... The public screen: Mistakes? Hemitted some serious stupidity, right! Malementator: ... Femalementator: Will the Trap Master be able to turn the tide and win? Lets wait and see. The public screen: What kind of Trap Master is he, hes a pie master! His skin is so thick that it must have been stuffed with reinforced concrete! The twomentators: ... They were blocked at every sentence; there was no way to save this. . After that, the one minute countdown finally ended. The two assassin-type professions that were face-to-face crouched down at the same time and disappeared from each others view. It could be seen from the broadcasters godview that the two people had not moved evasively after using Stealth. Instead, they rushed towards their opponent. Malementator: They chose to confront each other directly with des drawn Even before he had finished speaking, Tyron jumped up, twisted in the air, and managed to urately hit his opponent with a bent knee despite not being able to see his opponent at all! Lu Chaofan also had no way to see his opponent and was caught off guard as he prepared tounch a long-ranged attack. He was knocked sideways by that knee and rolled across the ground before ending up trampled under Tyrons foot once again. Femalementator: Huh? It was an outdoor map this time. Lu Chaofans face ended up buried in the dirt. The malementator was still staring at the scene, What happened just now! What exactly happened?! Femalementator: How could this happen when both sides cant see each other?! . Everyone was still shocked by the scene that had just urred, but within thepetition map, the situation was turning increasingly intense. Lu Chaofan leaped up. He had learned from his previous experience of being trampled onto the ground, and attempted tounch a sneak attack on Tyron from below. Tyron dodged, his body leaning sideways in a perfectly straight line. When he saw Lu Chaofan attempt to flip over and get up, Tyron grabbed his ankle, and then leveraged on his position to immediately toss Lu Chaofan to the side. Femalementator: Huh?! Lu Chaofan had originally wanted to do a 180 degree turn, but ended up performing a full 360 degree twist thanks to Tyrons ingenious move. His expression was muddled as he lost his bnce. Before Lu Chaofannded on the ground, Tyron had already calmly extended his legs, hooked them in order to make a triangle with his thighs and calves, and wrapped them firmly around his opponents throat. The malementator shouted in excitement, Hells Gate! Fuck! Its Hells Gate! I never thought that we would be able to see these legendary fighting skills in thepetition! . At that moment, the move that was applying pressure to the carotid artery in Lu Chaofans neck was the triangle choke that only asionally appeared in interster-ssbatpetitions. Using the legs and knees, the most powerful parts of the human body, in this chokehold, the person who was caught in this move was almost certainly doomed to die. This was also the reason why this tactic was known as Hells Gate. It was extremely difficult to use, and it basically only ever appeared in peak levelbatpetitions. Nobody had ever expected that such a move would appear in the e-sportspetition arena! His carotid artery was restricted; Lu Chaofan became unconscious within three short seconds. By the time his darkening vision finally saw a ray of light, he had already lost all feeling below his neck. He had no way to make a sound, escape, or even think. It was as though he was being held in the palm of the devils hand while the gates to hell opened for him without any reservations. . In the midst of such a terrifying situation, Lu Chaofan saw Tyrons dagger The dagger named Deep Silence once again hovered between his eyebrows just like before. He lost his life with one stroke! . The second round of the BO3petition ended. The score was 2:0. yer #419 won. . The audience was still stunned while the system announced thepetition results and the two yers returned to the stage in shes of white light. It had all happened so fast! The second match onlysted ten seconds C from the end of the countdown to the appearance of Hells Gate. After the first match where Tyron had yed a cat-and-mouse game and obtained a win, the audience were already discussing how rxed and easy his second win would be. But they had never thought that it would be this easy! The match was over in ten seconds. Such a dramatic scene actually appeared during the Earth Districts finals, in the first matchup between the top four. After the audience caught up, the public screen was instantly filled with a cascade ofments. Some people were still analyzing Hells Gate, The difficulty level of this move is really too high. Theunching conditions are so harsh that its almost impossible for a normal person. But once ites out, its an absolute killer move that simply destroys the bnce! So far, very few games have made it into an actual character skill. This must mean that it is Lord Fours personal technique. Unexpectedly, we saw one of the signature skills of the world fighting championships in the e-sports circle... Could it be that Lord Four has a background inbat?! Less than ten seconds! None of systems skills were used! His opponent basically died without a burial ce! Lord Four must be a top level expert even outside the game!! The public screen was scrolling too fast. Thements that contained genuine content had scrolled out of the several-meter-high screen too quickly; eachment on the screen was only disyed for less than two seconds. The majority of the audience were sending meaningless exmations and praise, as only hysterical shouting could express how excited they were in their hearts. . The audience stands were wild for a good few minutes, but finally quieted down slightly after the hosts third reminder. The two contestants were now back on the stage, and they formed a sharp contrast as they stood together. Tyron looked exactly like he had before thepetition, standing coolly in ce. The only thing missing from the picture were the words I feel really bored written in capital letters on his mask. Lu Chaofan, on the other hand, was pale. His legs were trembling as they supported his body, and it felt as though he would topple over any moment. It seemed that the two identical deaths where the de pierced between his eyebrows had caused a humongous psychological shadow to form in his mind. Faced with such a marked contrast, the audience gradually recovered from their previous enthusiasm and began to angrily demand exnations. Lu Chaofan looked up, and saw that there were thousands of people throwing angry, contemptuous and hateful gazes at him from the audience stands all around them. Wha, what happened? He took a bewildered step forward. The auditorium echoed with a flood of usations: Simply makes my blood boil! I thought your songs were really good, but I never thought that you were this kind of person! I even became your fan C Im ashamed just thinking about it! You actually managed to climb your way into the top four through unscrupulous tactics like coercion and bribery. The entire Earth District is humiliated because of you! Lu Chaofan subconsciously showed a wronged expression and tried to exin, It, its not like that. They must be rumors! I can exin. Just wait for me to exin... Wheres Assistant Director Xu? He looked around nkly, as though looking for someone who still supported him. But Assistant Director Xu had already rushed forth to try and clear his own name a long time ago. The director was the only one who answered, Thepetition sequence cannot be disrupted. If there is any problem, it can be addressed after thepetition has ended. The management will give everyone a satisfactory response. . The present scene was still chaotic, and the audience had started to throw all kinds of things towards the stage, from melon seed shells and paper scraps, to snacks and water bottles. The more ruthless members of the audience even threw shoes and socks in all directions. Although these objects would disappear before they reached the stage, Tyron still casually took two steps back and left the spotlight to Lu Chaofan. At that moment, the host flew up onto the stage. She wanted to follow the procedures and ask for any post-matchments, but she didnt know how to start and ended up hesitating for a moment. Tyron saw her dilemma, and gestured towards Lu Chaofan. His meaning was: You should go up and ask him. Then, Tyron turned around to step down from the stage and leave. The host couldnt hold back anymore when she saw this. She turned off the microphone, and asked him carefully, Lord, Lord Four, hold on! My microphone... It was found under the washbasin in the lounge just now. Tyrons expression did not change as he replied, Oh. The host continued, That microphone... I lost it during the break between matches, and it magically turned into a potato chip somehow... Was it... Did you...? The questions she asked were unformed, and Tyrons answer was also rather mysterious: He simply smiled. This smile was still hidden behind his mask; she was only able to tell from the slight amusement contained within those dark golden eyes. . It was only a few short seconds, but the audiences negative reactions could no longer be suppressed. The host could only turn the microphone back on and slowly pass it over to Lu Chaofan. Lu Chaofan did not know that everything had already been exposed by this thumb-sized dandelion microphone. He practically snatched the new microphone as it was handed over and spoke to the audience, This was a misunderstanding! Someone must have purposely set out to hurt me! Some people have spread malicious rumours about me while I waspeting, and Ill definitely sue themI dont know anything! Everyone, please believe me! But he did not know that his own gaze at this moment was filled with three parts fear, two parts panic, and the remaining five parts were full of hatred as he looked towards Tyron, who was preparing to depart. . The two of them exchanged a brief look from over ten meters away. Tyron suddenly gave a gentleugh. The index and middle finger of his right hand formed the shape of a sword, and he pointed his fingertips towards Lu Chaofans eyebrows from afar. . At that moment, Lu Chaofan was unable to move as he stood there facing Tyron. The feeling of despair he had experienced twice when Tyrons dagger stabbed between his eyebrows was just like the toll of the death knell as it echoed through his heart, bringing with it the sensation of death. This tremendous fear destroyed what remained of his will in an instant. He suddenly felt his knees go soft, and fell to his knees in front of Tyron. Ch12 - The Storm That Followed

Chapter Ch12 - The Storm That Followed

trantor: xiin editor: Pyromancer An astonishing scandal explodes across the e-sportspetition circle! Match fixing in the top four causes thepetition schedule to be suspended! Lu Chaofan is suspected of match fixing, and the A Leagues Organizing Committee has begun to investigate. Exposed! Match fixing in A Leaguespetition! Less than an hour after the end of thepetition, most of the major real-time news websites had already posted all kinds of headlines, followed by a push to spread the news by tens of millions of viewers who followed e-sports news. These onlookers soon began to make an even bigger wave than the media, and within two short hours, the hot topic of #Lu Chaofan Match Fixing# topped the social media headlines. Many busybodies uploaded their recordings of the match on the inte as soon as the game was over. The videos came from many different perspectives, and many different users, which corroborated the authenticity of the information and thoroughly exposed exactly what had happened during the matches. . The third hour after the game. Lu Chaofan was hiding at home, the windows closed, curtains pulled down, his head covered in cold sweat as he made a call. Theres too little room for maneuvering. His agent said, At the scene! Right there! The news broke out simultaneously! It was definitely your words, and the time and ce match up perfectly, theres no way to refute it at all. How could you be so careless?! Lu Chaofan wanted to cry when this was brought up, Its all that silly hosts fault! She left the microphone in the backstage lounge, and it wasnt even turned off! The backstage ispletely isted from the outside world during thepetition. How could I possibly have thought that this would happen? Agent: By the way, the woman named Pei Ying came to look for you and asked about how the intermediary fee should be calcted? Lu Chao burst into a rage, Calcte her *beep* what *beep*! She lied to me and still dares toe out and collect money. Even if shes seeking death, thats not how it should be done! If you see her again, put a sack on her and beat her up. If she ends up disabled, Ill dly take the me! Lu Chaofan contacted hispany and learned that his contract was temporarily suspended. It was obvious that if this matter did not subside immediately, what was waiting for him was the fate of being frozen out of the industry and the death of his career. Lu Chaofan went to look for Assistant Director Xu whom he regarded as a brother, wanting to find someone who could help him rify matters, but unexpectedly he heard nothing but curses when Assistant Director Xu answered the phone. Moreover, he was referring to Lu Chaofan by name as he cursed him and his mother. Assistant Director Xu had been suspended from his post pending the investigation of the A Leagues Organizing Committee. Themittee moved very quickly, and had already obtained all the surveince videos and recordings of both thepetition stage and the backstage lounge. It was possible that they would set up an investigative team on the same day that would take charge of this matter. Finally, Lu Chaofan was left with no choice but to call a financial backer of his who had expressed goodwill towards him before. The backer said, Forget it, spend some money to suppress the news, and wait a few months before returning to the public eye. Netizens are easy to suppress, but theres nothing that can be done regarding the A Leagues Organizing Committee. You will probably end up with a two-year suspension. Little deer, dont go into the e-sportspetition circles in the future. Come back and sing. After this storm is over, Ill buy you a headline aspensation. Moreover, Lu Chaofan was unwilling to be scolded in such a way on the inte, and hired arge navy to wash himself white on various social media tforms. . Its not fair! This fellow is simply terrible! At this moment, someone was clutching at their head and shouting, angrily grabbing their keyboard and tossing it to the ground. A loud bang rang out, shocking his roommate. Victor stuck his head in from the doorway, and asked curiously, Whats wrong? Did you lose in a ranked game again? The roommate was full of rage that he had nowhere to vent. He heard Victors words and immediately pulled him into the chair, tirelessly exining the context of the situation to him and finally summing up angrily, Lu Chaofan then hired a navy to wash himself white! If even something like this can be cleaned up, then my worldview is broken! I will no longer believe in fairness in this world! When Victor saw the situation, he also became very indignant. He asked, Didnt he get punished for fixing the match? The Organizing Committee only has the power to suspend the match and cannot hand down any real punishment, because he isnt a contestant that has signed a contract. The roommate continued, Look at his fans, theyre really making me disgusted! On Lu Chaofans official website, the message that was now topping the headlines was, We believe in your innocence! Little Fan is the purest and most beautiful person~ You absolutely cannot let these filthy things affect you. Were looking forward to your next album, muah~! . Victor didnt pay any attention to the e-sportspetition circle, but when he saw this, he became shocked by some peoples brazenness. He said, Are there any other materials? Show me. Such a serious incident must be punished ordingly. Otherwise, the rules of the wholepetition will be messed up in the future. When he had gone through all the materials, he discovered that there was a force behind Lu Chaofan that had constantly been working to clear his name. The news media were all acting as though it was none of their business as long as they could make money, and up until now, the only people who strongly supported the Organizing Committee to make a fair ruling and appealed for heavy penalties on Lu Chaofan were those who wanted to give justice a helping hand. His roommate was one such person. He was a single person standing against the thousands of posters in the navy; so angry that he wanted to roll his eyes, but he was still outnumbered and could only watch on as the truth was covered up by glorified praise. These people pushed on through the night, but their numbers became fewer and fewer, and their words had less and less strength, because they found that their efforts were bing more and more futile. Lu Chaofans agent came forward to sue us for damage to his reputation, and then a lot of supporters were scared away. I guess the trending topics will disappear by tomorrow, and then in half a month everything will be calm and quiet. Lu Chaofans new album will make it onto the billboards, and capture the hearts of a fresh batch of people. The roommate clutched at his head and spoke bitterly, TMD, this is the reality. . Victor thought for a moment and asked, What about that Lu Chaofans opponent? The one who signed a contract to fix the match results with him. Oh, Lord Four? It seems he was forced. The roommate said, You saw it too, the Assistant Director was Lu Chaofans person and could addg to his response time, arranging it as easily as buying groceries. Will he not receive anypensation? Those contestants who were bribed or coerced by Lu Chaofan, as well as those who were disgraced due to theg... Where would thepensatione from?! The roommate asked, Who will pay for it? The Organizing Committee? Media tforms? Or are you hoping theizens will do it? In any case, these contestants can only submit to their fate. What if theyre unwilling? Victor pressed, If someone sues Lu Chaofan, things will have a chance to turn around. The roommateughed bitterly, How would the powerless people be willing to offend others, let alone awsuit? s, the only thing we can do is appeal and send out messages of support over the inte... I hope someone will stand up for them. Victor paused, and said, I will. . The two of them looked at each other. The roommate said, Vic, are you kidding? Are you going to sit down next to me? The two of us can hold an eloquent debate against the educated lords tonight? Victorughed. Sure. Youre in charge of the eloquent debate, and Im in charge of finding the educated lords. As soon as he finished speaking, Victor began to make calls. The first call was to consult hisw teacher at the Imperial College of Engineering, his alma mater. The second call was to the official hotline of the A Leagues Organizing Committee to ask them in detail about their investigation process. The third phone call was tomission a private detective to help investigate more of Lu Chaofans previous opponents. The next few calls were to differentpetition-rted agencies, official legal departments, public welfare rights organizations... Anything that might be necessary or rted. Then, Victor sat down and began to write out a n. He nned to invite legal experts, watchdogs, associated e-sportspetitors, and representatives of the A League investigation team to attend an unofficial hearing on the matter next Monday. . Victors roommate: ... muddled.jpg After listening to everything, the roommates legs were trembling. He asked, Vic! Are you trying to make major news?! Victor replied, Not really. I was thinking that this matter might need to be settled from a legal point of view. After listening to my professors analysis, I found something promising. Roommate: Vic, youre awesome! I thought that smashing my keyboard to fight against several thousand navy members was already the limit. I didnt expect that you... How much time do you n to spend on this? Victor: Ah, the entire process should take two months to... over a year? Roommate: ... Vic. Hm? The roommate calmed down and said, You will miss the employment season like this. Although Im very angry, you shouldnt waste so much time on this matter for nothing... Why is it for nothing? Victor asked nkly, There are mistakes in the rules. Someone has to fix them. Seeing that injustice is happening, and trying and make it fair is the right thing to do. . So, the next morning, when Tyron looked through his mailbox, he saw two very eye-catching letters: The first letter, was a response from the Organizing Committee, saying that the investigation team would contact him soon. The second letter, was a private letter sent by an individual named Victor Li, inviting him to meet with a legal advisor in order to sue Lu Chaofan; if he didnt want toe out and sue him, they could do it on his behalf. Victor Li also requested a copy of the original contract. Tyron spent some time reading the second letter, and suddenly found it quite interesting, so he replied and made an appointment to meet. He had originally had no intention of letting Lu Chaofan off so lightly, because he had been ready from the start to extract some value from this foolish enemy of his. Dont forget that the confidentiality use of the contract was very clear: Whoever leaked the contents of the contract would be fined for breach of contract and need to pay a fine of 20 million dors. . At this point, receiving Victors letter was aplete coincidence for Tyron. However, there were many other things happening that were not coincidental. Because assassins were used to always scoping out their target and venues in advance. For example, watching the rehearsal and observing the environment. Assassins were also used to mixing in with key people, such as eating potato chips and chatting for a while with the cute host, and casually getting a better look at that thumb-sized microphone. Master assassins never acted when they hadnt properly grasped the situation. Only after the n had been simted in his mind more than a dozen times would he show a kind smile to the enemy and say, Happy cooperation. Ch13 - Team Competition?

Chapter Ch13 - Team Competition?

trantor: xiin editors: merysl & Pyromancer When it was time, they met in a private room at the coffee shop. Victor brought awyer with him as his legal adviser. Tyron was still in his usual disguise as Lord Four, wearing a hoodie and a hat instead of his hood, a mask covering his mouth and nose. The three people sat around the table. Tyron recognized Victor at a nce and stared at him for a while. Instead of wearing his student uniform, Victor hade in a western style suit to talk about business. He was wearing a pair of fine-framed sses, looking like a young and promising industry elite.m But it had no effect on him. Tyron suddenly remembered the G-spot incident. Tyron: ... Victor: ?? From the other side, they could see that Lord Four was deep in thought, both of his hands supporting his chin in a nonchnt pose as he gave Victor a profound look. Lawyer: ... Howe it felt like Lord Four knew Victor? . Victor was very confused. He stood up and introduced himself to each other party. His introduction was, My name is Victor Li, Chinese name Li Weike. Nice to meet you. Tyron nodded slowly and spoke steadily, What a coincidence, Victor. Im Tyron Odin. Victor: ... Tyrons voice was so familiar. Was this his library male god? Ahhhhhhhh! He also recalled their indescribable dark history in an instant, and his body stiffened immediately against his will, his entire body flushing red from the tips of his ears downward. Now it was Victors turn to think deeply; his soul had basically left his body. Lawyer: ??? Was there some history between them that he wasnt aware of? . Victor covered his face with his hands, and after imagining mming his head against the wall in many different ways a thousand times, he raised his head and calmly continued, The goal of this meeting is to talk to you about the contract and determine under what name, and when we should sue Lu Chaofan. Because if the court finally rules that the contract was invalid, Lu Chaofan would be seen as working with the Assistant Director to threaten yers and would face serious charges of coercion. He could be sentenced to prison for several years and required to pay hundreds of thousands dors inpensation to each victim. On the other hand, if the court rules that the contract was valid, Lu Chaofan would be considered to have entered negotiations with several yers for match fixing. The charges will be much lighter, but this time, he was the one who leaked the secret before the contract waspleted, and he will have to pay 20 million dors in liquidated damages. So as long as we lock down the contract as the first piece of evidence, hell be stuck between a rock and a hard ce. . At this point, he suddenly found that his book pass was inside thisw book! It was the book pass that he had lied to his male god about in a panic, saying that it was his friends book pass! Victor hung his head silently, and even the stray hairs on his head seemed to droop as he nced carefully at Tyron. Tyron: ... Dont be so obvious, young man. Im not going to expose you. Tyron inteced his fingers under his chin and gave Victor an unfathomable look. Thewyer, who had been oblivious the whole time, ... Oh? I feel like Im redundant here?? Thewyer stood up and said, Cough, apologies. Im going to wash my hands. . After thewyer left, Victor finally caved. He bowed his head and spoke, About... about the book pass, and the g... g-spot incident, Im very sorry! Tyron had been smiling the entire time, and finally spoke when he heard this, Thats all right. Boys are actually more adorable when theyre a little bit naughty. Victor: ... Ah, who am I? Where am I? Why is there a male god praising me?! Victor felt like he had been given breath by a fairy prince! Yes, he was alive now! He quickly rubbed at his burning face and spoke earnestly, Mr. Odin, you can rest assured. This matter will definitely be settled in the best possible way. All of us are supporting you, and no matter how cunning the other party is, or difficult the process is, justice will always prevail! Tyron narrowed his eyes at these words and looked at this younger generation with some indulgence in his dark golden eyes. He said, Good, I believe you. Victor: Thank, thank you! Mother! I! Am! About! To! Explode! The fairy princes power was too great! Victor felt like he was about to fly up on the spot and rush out of the gxy at third cosmic velocity! . When thewyer came back, he saw the two of them talking seriously about the contract. He didnt know if it was his illusion, but it felt as though the air filled with round, pink soap bubbles. As soon as Victor got excited, he began to enthusiastically exin his past seven days of work in an orderly, logical manner, giving others the feeling that listening to him for ten minutes would be enough to cover all the legal knowledge of an era. This young man was like a small sun, radiating enthusiastic, positive energy from all over his body. Tyron thought to himself: In ten years, he will be one of the most outstanding men in the world. Tyron said, Good, I will entrust you with this matterpletely. Im certain you wont let me down. Victor said, Yes! Whether its in public or privately, I will try my best to give Lu Chaofan the punishment he deserves. You and the others will definitely bepensated ordingly. I hope we will be able to adjust and add to ourws through this affair, and have the privilege of setting andmark for all possible injustices in the current and future e-sportspetition industry as a whole! Although justice will only arrive many dayster, it will stille. People in the future will follow the old precedents. They will see the injustice we have suffered, see our protesting and shouting, and they will be protected from these injustices in the future because of usthat is the best future. It is the only thing we can do, and also the future we must strive for! Lawyer: ... He had been right about one thinghe was superfluous. Vic, why didnt you studyw? As awyer, I already have tears in my eyes! . The day after Victor made these remarks, he formally began to represent the movement to bring Lu Chaofan to justice. It was also on this day that various public welfare organizations andpetition associations began to unite to protest,izens gathering together to create new waves on the inte. By the third day, the trending topics about match fixing once again became popr, relying on theizens perseverance and unwillingness to give up in order to surpass other trending topics which were frequently pushed up with money. The investigative team appointed by the A Leagues Organizing Committee was shocked by these efforts and promised to conduct the hearing openly and fairly. During the first hearing, Assistant Director Xu confessed immediately. On the fourth day, Lu Chaofan was pressured into holding a press conference. Among the reporters that he had specifically arranged, one of them suddenly stood up in public, took off their badge and resigned on the spot before asking, How will you exin the words that you personally said to your opponent back then? What do you have to say about Assistant Director Xus testimony? If you have no way to exin, then what qualifications do you have to stand up during this press conference? Where are you finding the self-confidence to emphasize your innocence? Lu Chaofan could say nothing in return and this incident immediately made it into the news. Then, he hid at home for two days, until the angered people began to gather at his door and **, writing to the Chaoyang Alliance and requesting they amend the relevantws. In the following month, a parliament member of the Chaoyang Alliances Council proposed a new draft on this issue: . Due to the voices and pressure from both top and bottom, the Earth District of the Alliances Courts began to treat this unusual case with more urgency. . During this time, the two remaining contestants from the top four, as well as the winner from the resurrectionpetition, Flower Blower, all announced that they would refuse to participate until the investigations wereplete. This was their most effective way of expressing their protest against the unfairness of thepetition and the staffs dereliction of their duties. This led to the stage being empty during the second game of the finals. The host came up and announced, The two yers who are both absent sent messages to me individually. I will read them out for you now. The first one: If you are unwilling to sacrifice for justice, youre already dead.; the second one: My sword is the humblest servant of justice, and in this life, it will only ever be unsheathed in a fair arena. After two seconds of silence, the host continued, I used to work with a despicable person, and even tacitly consented to his despicable behaviour with my silence. This is something I will be ashamed of for the rest of my life. Here, I apologize to those yers who have suffered injustice because of my inaction: Im sorry! ...As for any remaining statements, I am willing to save them for the court and share them out in the open. . Soon afterwards, the A Leagues official voice spoke out, conveying how they would continue to handle this investigation: First, the tournament schedule for the Earth Districts League would be suspended until the investigation wasplete. The starting times for individualpetitions were undetermined and would be confirmedter. Secondly, Lu Chaofan was permanently banned from the A League, his club was fined, and given a yellow card in warning. Thirdly, all current staff were suspended and put under investigation. Everyone was punished severely, and no one waspensated. Thepany responsible for the Earth Districts Competitive Leagues managementpanys managementpany, the organizers of the A league, were so stingy. . Victor sent a video call to Tyron that night. Unexpectedly, things had gone too far and the individualpetition was suspended. He bowed his head and spent two thousand words apologizing, then said, The verdict will note down for a while, but Lu Chaofan has chosen to settle in order to avoid punishment, so he will need to pay the penalty for breach of contract. The final estimated amount is probably about 26 million. Because ourwyer is a volunteer, and no one else has asked for any sry, the money can be sent to your ount in full. Tyron: ... Then you dont have to apologize. Victor said, But the honor of being the champion is more important than money! Its such a pity that the finals were pushed back. Tyron: Money is more important than honor. Child, tell the truth, is your family very rich? Lord Four was actually very happy. It was so fast and economical to squeeze 26 million from Lu Chaofan. The operation cost was 60 million dors. Sixty million! . Victor continued, By the way, do you have any ns during the suspension period? There is a team that says theyre looking for a core DPS. Something happened with their previous core and theyre willing to give 30% of the final prize money to the recement. They came to me because they didnt have your contact information. Tyron thought about it and asked the key question, What is the prize amount for the teampetition? Victor said, The championship team will get 28 million. Tyron: Whats the name of the team? Ch14 - Was He Reliable?

Chapter Ch14 - Was He Reliable?

trantor: xiin editor: Pyromancer That battle team was called Seven Kills and was the primary team for the Seven Kills Club. Victor immediately wrote a rmendation letter, and the other side replied very quickly: Lord Four could head over tomorrow to y a friendly match with them and give it a try. If they matched well, he could join the team immediately. This Seven Kills team was world-renowned, because the absolute core of their line-up was a super violent ninja that usually ranked in the top three of the worlds top ninja rankings. His kills could amount for 50% of all the kills the team made during a battle, and he could be considered as the most top yer that led the whole team forward. Unfortunately, the ninja encountered an ident at homest month and announced that he was withdrawing from the e-sportspetition circle. The Seven Kills team ended up in a very awkward position. All of their tactics and team members were based around the core DPS, and if the next core that they found was not strong enough, theirbat effectiveness would be reduced greatly. And this had urred in the middle of the season; ording to the regtions, they were only allowed to change one yer out of the team of six. They now had no opportunity to change anyone else, and could only treat this dead horse as though it was still living as they ceaselessly searched through the scattered yers amongst the B-list in an attempt to cultivate a new core for their team. . The next day, Tyron slowly made his way to the Seven Kills Club, opening up the rule manual to take a look on the way. Team matches in League A, were simr to the individual matches in that they were regted by AI, meaning that everyone waspletely bnced from a data perspective. The only gap that existed was based on theirbat awareness and skills. Each team consisted of six people, which meant that matches were 6v6. A total of twelve people would go up to fight, and the game map and game modes were both randomized. This years A League teampetition game modes included: ughter, Capture The g, Node upation, Tug-Of-War, Tower Defense, Cooperation, Survival, and Aerial Combat. There were a total of nine different modes. Tyron looked down at the introductions and felt that this worlds electronic games were really amazing. At a nce, some of these game modes seemed very interesting. He had read through half of it when an older uncle suddenly appeared next to him. Hey, handsome boy, have you never looked into the A League? Thats a pity, its a greatpetition to watch. Tyron raised his eyebrows and said, Ive just never looked into the teampetitions. The uncle said, Oh, thats also a pity! Theres a great team called Seven Kills, you know! If youre interested, you should take a look. Tyron was not that interested, so he didnt talk to him any further. . But it became awkward when he got off the bus. Tyron and the uncle alighted at the same time, and walked into the same building at the same time, finally seeing each other again right in front of the Seven Kills Club. The front desk was surprised to see the old uncle, Coach, why did youe in so early? Did youe for todays interview? Tyron: ... Oh, so you were praising your own team on the bus? Coach: Cough. The receptionist turned around and noticed Tyron, their eyes turning red with excitement, Lord Four is here too! Please,e in. Our team is currently ying practice matches, so we can give it a try now that youre here. Tyron: Yes. Coach: ... Lord Four? Embracing Buddhas feet and praying on the bus?! The coach made the introductions for Tyron: Our teams lineup usually consists of two tanks, one support, and three DPS. The core position that were currently missing is the DPS that is harvester DPS who is specifically responsible for sweeping through the battlefield and collecting kills. Let me introduce you to others. Based on seniority: The deputy tank was themander and captain of the team. He was responsible for aplishing the mission objectives, coordinating the team members, and maintaining the rear formation. Normally, each team member would listen to hismands. He was a scourge knight, and his distinguishing features were that he was rather well-bnced and very tanky, allowing him to have a high survivability as well as provide timely assistance. The main tank was a pure tank that was usually set at the front to absorb damage. He was a big shield warrior, and his defining feature was his huge two-handed shield. All of his skills were defensive. The support also doubled as the second-inmand, taking over whenever the captain died or was unable tomand. He was a goblin summoner that provided all kinds of assistance. He could heal as well as apply and remove status effects, or even assist with damage output. The main DPS was now absent. This had originally been the core of the team who was responsible for harvesting lives. The secondary DPS position was responsible for using attacks to suppress the other side in a frontal attack. They were a gunner ss, and would often set up a cannon on the spot, indiscriminately bombing at the other side to suppress them and using their firepower to shield their teammates. The third DPS was responsible for protecting the rear. They were a puppet summoner ss, which was characterized by summoning puppets that they could simultaneously control at any time. The puppets were fast and had control abilities, so they often provided assistance in protecting the rear as well as the gunner. . Very quickly, the five team members hade out to greet Tyron, but because they were not sure if they would end up as teammates, they didnt seem too enthusiastic. The coach immediately opened the door and said, Now that everyone is here, lets y a practice match. Have the second teame over in order to act as sandbags. Well randomly select two maps, and the mode will be... Well start with the ughter mode. The rules for ughter mode: Each team had a quota of 20 lives, which would be deducted from every time a teammate died and resurrected. The team that used up their quota of lives would be judged as the losers. This mode was very good at testing both teams DPS. Since they were now trying out a new harvester DPS, it was the most appropriate mode. . The second Seven Kills Club team showed up in the virtual arena after a short while. The two sides were already familiar with each other, and immediately began thepetition. Random map: Sky Temple. The map had threeyers, upper, middle and lower, and the terrain was veryplex, making it very well suited for ambushes. . At the beginning of the game, the other five members of the Seven Kills team skilfully positioned themselves and began to move outwards. In order to take care of their new DPS, the captain andmander exined, In this kind of ughter mode, we usually gather together to first fight a wave of skirmishes in order to test the other sides strength. If we can beat them, well continue to fight and push forward, but if its not an option, well switch to n B. Tyron spoke very calmly, Group warfare? Im not very good at group fights. ... Uh. The captain continued, Thats all right. We just want to see your strength, and we dont have any expectations that we would be able to cooperate well together the first time. In addition, our core output normally doesnt fight in team battles much, either. Generally, hell go out to harvest two or three kills in order to help us build up an advantage so that we end up with a 5v3. Tyron nodded thoughtfully. The next second, Tyron took a step back, and melted into the shadows. Captain: ... Di, disappeared? Did he just go into stealth without a word?! . On the other side, the Seven Kills second team was already used to being sandbags. They had two tanks, a healer, an archer, a mage and a berserker. They got into formation right from the start, and prepared to exchange a series of battles with the first team. As soon as they entered the temple, they saw someonee in from the opposite entrance. The healer suddenly shouted, Look up! Tyron fell from the sky like a ck cheetah, andnded on the healer in an instant. Attack! The second teamsmander shouted, Burst down this assassin! At this moment, he was thinking in his heart, We are all here, but you still dare to rush up. Arent you a bit too ignorant about life and death? In the next second, the only thing they saw was the white sh of light as their own healer died. Commander: ... The healer was gone in less than two seconds?! Is our healer made out of paper? In a blink of an eye, he saw that Tyron taken two direct hits from their DPS, and then headed straight back into the shadows with a tuck and roll. . Commander: Shoot him out. Hes too arrogant! It was better to arrive at the team battle few seconds after their opponents than leave the hidden danger behind them. Their teams mage immediately prepared a spell with a wide area of effect and shot it into the shadows. Just as the fire shed over, Tyron suddenly flipped out from under the bridge and grabbed the archers ankle. The archer only had enough time to shout out what the f**?! before he was pulled off the bridge. Fortunately, their tank responded quickly enough to cast a protective skill on the archer. He would take no physical damage for the next three seconds. The archers heart was thudding out of control as he climbed back up from under the bridge, only to discover that Tyron had concealed his intentions with a feint. During the two or three short seconds while they looked in the archers direction, Tyron had already thrown himself at the mage. The mage didnt even have time to protect themselves before they died. Commander: ... Everyone else: ... Our mage must also be made out of paper! . Two members of their team fell right from the start. After hesitating for a moment, the second teamsmander gritted his teeth and said, The assassin should have left by now. Its not worth it to try and catch him now. Lets go together as a group to see if theres a chance to fight during the group battle. The two tanks separated, one standing at the front, the other at the back as they protected the remaining archer and berserker, moving forward in apact formation. After crossing through the temples second gate, they soon met with the first team across arge pool of water set in the middle of the temple. . They habitually chose not to have announcements during their practice matches, so they would only be notified every time five kills were achieved. At this point in time, themander of the first team was saying, Our DPS... Lord Four seems to have disappeared with no intention to return? Looking at the other side, it seems that theyre missing a few. Its not clear if theyve dropped dead or if theyre intentionally hiding in order to trick us into a trap. Lets first steadily press a little closer from the front. Themander of the second team said, We wont continue forward. Set up a defense here, and find an opportunity to bring out the assassinwell find a way to kill him off. . The second teammanders voice had just dropped when Tyron appeared from the shadows of the fountain and showed up right in front of him! Commander: ... The hell! I havent even tried to draw you out yet?! Tyron came up and went for themander. Themander was a tank, and unconsciously raised up his shield as he shouted, Get him! Do it! Arrows and des shot out to attack Tyron at the same time. Tyron didnt even turn his head, but he held his dagger behind him and ding! parried the de. At the same time, he took a direct hit from the arrow, letting itnd on his side before mping down on the arrow with his elbow and twisting violently The berserker holding the sword was caught off guard. He had no idea that the assassin could still defend his back and fight from behind, and was sliced across the throat by Song of Triumph before getting stabbed by another dagger. The actions were so fast he could barely see it clearly. Tyrons actions were as smooth as moving clouds and flowing water. He immediately beat the berserker into red blood (30% health left), then continued by stepping on themanders shield, flying almost like a bird as he returned to the second floor and disappeared. Everyone watched nkly. Tyron had half of his blood left, and it seemed as though he would die after another round, but he simply disappeared so smartly. And after he left, the red blooded berserker kept bleeding, watching as damage numbers showed up on top of his head. He had no way to obtain healing (since the healer was the first person Tyron killed), and finally copsed dead. . After a while, a broken arrow was thrown down from upstairs. It was precisely the only arrow that had hit Tyron. It ttered as itnded at themanders feet. The three people that were left in the second team: ... Themander was furious, We have to deal with this assassin! Were not going to fight this motherf*cking group battle! Start up the big scanning skill; were getting rid of this damned harvester first! Jul 7, 2019 C Base upation game mode changed to Node upation. Ch15 - Major Killing Mode

Chapter Ch15 - Major Killing Mode

trantor: xiin editor: Pyromancer At the moment, the first team was confused. It had been about three minutes since the start of the game, and under normal circumstances, they would have already engaged in a group battle and fought back and forth two or three times. But where were the people from the other side? They had seen them approaching from far away, but now they were gone without even leaving their shadows behind once again? Themander was confused. Whats the situation? Lets ignore the fact that Lord Four disappeared, but the other side isnting over either. Could it be that theres a ck hole over there, and theyve all fallen in? The main tank had already held his shield up for a good while, and had gone from being ready to not knowing whether tough or cry as he said, Could it be that Lord Four dragged them down? But theres six people! The support spoke, We havent even encountered them yet. Could Lord Four be fierce enough to 1v6? Just after his voice fell, they heard the system announce: [ Blue Team has resurrected 5 times. Remaining lives: 15. ] Although they chose not to have every death reported, the system would still provide a notification when the teams reach 15, 10 and 5 lives left on either side. Everyone: ... Themander felt that he was about to explode on the spot! What the hell! We just stood here for three minutes and the other side has already copsed?! I must be dreaming... Damn, can we lie down and win like this? . At this point, the second team had also copsed. They found Tyrons figure after they opened the scanning skill, but unexpectedly Tyron did not continue following them but instead went back to their resurrection point. The healer emerged from the resurrection point, followed by the mage, and finally the berserker. The healer was with the mage, and prepared to rejoin the team in order to participate in the group battle. And then, a familiar assassin popped out. Healer: Ahhhhhhhhhhhh hes at the entrance! He screamed shrilly. Tyron stabbed, then stabbed a second time... The squishy healer died again. . When the mage saw this, he immediately ced a shield around himself and turned around to run back! He wouldnt have to die if he hid in the resurrection point! Then, he was horrified to discover that Tyron was much faster than he was; fast to the point where he had already caught up before he made it to the resurrection point. Tyrons eyes did not fluctuate at all as he shifted his short sword and dagger into position. The shield was broken after two sessive tinkling sounds as it was hit twice; the squishy mage died again after taking on another set of damage. Five of the second teams lives were gone just like that. . After the mage died and was resurrected again, he broke down, opened up themunication channel, and cried, That assassin is blocking the way! The healer and I cant leave at all! Themander said, You two should wait a minute. The berserker was also killed... the three of you cane out together as a group. Hold on and dont get killed again. Welle back to pick you guys up. In the next moment, Tyrons figure suddenly jumped down from upstairs andunched himself at the healer. They smashed through the wooden fencing, and fell down towards the bottom of the temple. The healer died again a few secondster. The five remaining team members huddled together, and themander spoke in despair, This assassin... Forget it. Main tank, use your ultimate skill. The tank silently started his big skill, Immovable King, which protected all his team members from being pushed back or towed away, allowing them to maintain their formation and protect the healer when they resurrected so that they could finally make it back to the temple. Tyron didnt show up this time. Everyone was so moved by this fact that they didnt know what to say. Themander pointed to the first team and said, Quickly! Well fight a team battle, and then surrender! Yes, captain! As soon as everyone heard that they could surrender, they immediately recovered their spirits and rushed happily over towards the first team. . The first team had already waited to the point where they were about to grow mould when the other side finally showed themselves. Themander of the first team also spoke happily, Quickly! We can finally have a fight! Support: Howe I feel like our opponents expressions seem so tragic... Main Tank: Its like theyre being forced to go back to their hometowns to get married after this fight? . As soon as the two teams met, they fell into a familiar fighting pattern. The second team was incredibly moved by this fact. This was what a normal game should be like! This was the right way to fight, and they had finally gotten rid of that assassin... ahhhhh... Even before they finished with the ahhh, themander of the second team suddenly raised his head and found that the assassin was squatting silently on the temples statue, his expression the same as the statue of the god as he looked down at their group battle. All his hair stood on end the moment themander saw Tyron! . Tyron met themanders gaze, and then retreated back into the darkness. He began to hide and rush out around the fringes of this battlefield, silently observing the situation and looking for every possible opportunity. Just like how he had done during the free-for-all battle. If his enemies were focused on his teammates, Tyron would suddenly jump out and harvest kills; if his enemies were looking around for him in order to try and avoid his attacks, Tyron would make feints, or hide deeper into the shadows. And Tyrons teammates suddenly discovered that as long as they could beat down their opponents to half health, a magical shadow would sh over, and harvest their opponents lives like a sickle of death! They couldnt possibly be more rxed. The entire situation couldnt be any more astonishing. . Half a minuteter, the system announced loudly, ACE! Wiped out!. The group battle was finally over. Second team: Wiped out. First team: Everyone survived. Everyone in the first team: staring-nkly-mouths-open.jpg Their support basically felt like there had been no pressure at all, and the group battle inexplicably ended just like that. It wasnt until the very end that Tyrons figure finally appeared in front of them. Tyrons straight nose was stained with a little blood. He curled his index finger and gently wiped it off with his knuckles before looking calmly over at the support. The support didnt know why, but their heart stuttered as they subconsciously took two steps back. Tyron spoke, Heal. The support finally noticed at this point that Tyron only had half of his health. He quickly summoned a light spirit that followed him and healed him up. Tyron nced at the little light on his shoulder and said nothing else before turning and jumping down, once again disappearing from sight. . As the faint light from the goblin of light disappeared into the darkness, the assistant gasped violently. The main tankmented, A little scary? The support had a crying face as he said, Almost scared daddy to death. Im a squishy support, and I jump up in fright every time someonees over. Lord Fours concealment ability is so insane... Showing up so suddenly, Im scared enough to pee even as a support! Themander spoke, I feel that the healer on the other side is about to cry... He had just finished speaking when the systems notification came up again! [ Blue Team has resurrected 15 times. Remaining lives: 5. ] Everyone: ... Themander swallowed hard and said, Is Lord Four... ughtering again? Their movements stopped all of a sudden just as he stopped speaking. System: [ Blue Team has surrendered. The game is over. Red Team wins. ] . The game ended, and both teams emerged from the virtual arena. The second team died 15 times, 11 of which were killed by Tyron; nobody from the first team died. The other five people in the first team had confused expressions on their faces. The six people from the second team looked as though their hearts had already turned to ashes. After watching the whole match, the coach patted themander of the second team on the shoulder, Youve worked hard. Themander of the second team said, Is it okay if we dont y in the second round? Even sandbags need to have some dignity... Coach: Well assign a map with a in for the next game, I can guarantee that there will be no ce to hide! Second teammander: No! Coach: The first team will only be given 10 lives! Second teammander: No! Coach: Fine then. Well halve Lord Fours health, and he wont be allowed to use stealth. Second teammander: ... Fine!!! . However, even though they had agreed that it would be a map of a in in the next round, and Lord Four would be given a handicap... Lord Four still abused them, and beat them bloody. Because they could only fight group battles on the in map and had no way to set up ambushes, Tyron spent the entire time wandering around the edges of the team. Even though he only had half his life left, this time, he had a healer! It was true that he had nowhere to hide, but he could make use of his teammates flesh and blood! Main tank: ... Oh dear! Lord Four hid behind my shield. I actually feel a little ttered? Second teammander: ... Motherf*cker! We were fooled! We would have a chance if Lord Four came over on his own, or if the five of them came over we would also have a chance, but when they were added up... Themander of the second team wanted to cry out for his father. Daddy, dont kill our healer anymore, okay?! The deaths of the healer added up was enough to fill up half their resurrection quota! . After the second game, the coach could see a line of text on the second teams faces when they came out: We have already turned into six salted fish. Themander of the second team said, Sandbags also have dignity! Coach, I f*cking want to go to the toilet to cry for a while! Coach: Yes... The second team immediately disappeared. . The coach went over and took Tyrons hand. Lord Four, I would like to warmly wee you to our Seven Kills Club! Tyron: It seems like I havent said I would join your club yet? The coachughed awkwardly and said, Gee, Lord Four shouldnt regard us as outsiders. Come,e, Ill show you our benefits and facilities. We have a gym, recreation rooms, a library... He pushed Tyron along as he spoke, slowly moving them out of the practice room. The coach spoke until he was parched, promoting the Seven Kills Team to Tyron as his best choice. Finally, he said, As long as you join our club and then obtain the first or second ce in the teampetition so that we get the quota for the team league! I dont dare promise anything else, but our rmendation quota for the Regional Competition will be yours! And half of the final bonus for our teampetition will be yours. You just have to say youll do it! There was no change in Tyrons expression or tone of voice as he asked, Thats it? The coach made up his mind, and added, How about this. During the formalpetitions, as long as you get a kill, I will personally subsidise you 5,000. If its an assist, Ill give you 2,000! If you obtain the MVP, Ill add another 5,000! Tyrons eyshes didnt even twitch as he spoke indifferently, The price is too low. The coach didnt know why he had a weird feeling that he was talking to a cold-blooded killer about a contract. He rubbed at the hairs on his arm that were standing on end and said, What about 8,000, 4,000? Tyron finally nodded and said, Okay. . The coach held back his excitement and brought Tyron over to sign the contract. The next moment the contract was finalized, he picked up the paper andughed loudly enough to shake the skies. HahahahahahahaJumping through all these hoops was worth it! Ive finally obtained a new core DPS! Laotzu is about to take the Seven Kills team to victory! Ch16 - Secret Weapon

Chapter Ch16 - Secret Weapon

trantor: xiin editors: Pyromancer & BlueBug The next day, Tyron and the Seven Kills team coach went to register for the teampetition. The staff checked through the information for each member of the Seven Kills Team, then removed the ninja and filled in Tyrons ID before asking, Have you ever yed in the teampetition before? Tyron naturally had never yed in teampetitions before. Team matches are different from individual matches. You need to make a new character. The staff said, Come with me. Tyron followed her to make a new character. Previously, he had been using a character that Pei Rong had created, so this was his first time participating in this character creation thing. The staff member said, There is a nerve connection here. You only need to imagine an appearance that is familiar to you, and the AI will automatically generate your face and body. After that, the system will give you a list of skills and equipment that you can use to customize your skills and gear. There is no upper limit for these thingsbut the more you select, the weaker each individual skill will be. You should understand the bnce rule, right? Tyron listened while donning on the nerve connector. Very quickly, the AI had detected the most familiar appearance that existed in his mind. Tyron Odins original appearance. . Tyrons mother had a mixed heritage from both wood elves and humans, while Tyrons father was a mix of moon elves and incubi. Therefore, Tyron had the typical elven ears, his pupils were a golden color only seen in the royal lineage, and his hair was a dark red color that wasmon amongst incubi. His proportions were the epitome of perfection, and aesthetically, he had an impable golden figure. Technically speaking, it was also well suited to providing peak fighting potential. As for appearance, it could be put this way: Incubi were a race that relied on their looks to feed. And it was feed in the genuine sense, because incubi absorbed peoples energy in order to live. Male incubi would often kabedon a female victim before giving them a kiss, and then ask, Would you like another kiss? At this point, even if the victim was very clear that their strength had been drained, they would still be unable to resist the next kiss. In other words, incubi could make people willing to die for them with a single kiss. Tyron inherited this trait, though he very much detested it. . After Tyron created his character, he nced through the skill list, but chose none of system skills before continuing on to customize the weapons he was most familiar with: His short sword, Song of Triumph, and his dagger, Deep Silence. The staff member stared at Tyrons face throughout the entire 10-minute creation process: ... When Tyron finally finished creating his new character, he discovered that the staff member was already sitting down, her head propped up with both hands as she stared at him in a trance. Tyron then filled out the form, pausing for a moment on the personal ID column before finally writing: Odin. Nobody here knew his real name, but he was already used to his own name, so... Since he wanted to use it, he did. Just like how he had nned to draw a clear line between himself and Pei Rong right from the start, he would always live as Tyron Odin, and would never be a substitute or sessor for anyone. He was already strong enough to ignore all constraints. . After finallypleting the registration process, Tyron returned to the lobby. The coach was bragging and saying, Let me tell you, the DPS weve found this time is amazing! If we dont win the championship this time, Ill eat the keyboard through my nostrils! The man opposite him said, Who is it thats so amazing? The coach said, Secret! If I showed you our secret weapon so easily, wont I be giving up a killing card during the official match? At this point, Tyron came over. The man standing opposite the coach noticed the dagger and short sword at Tyrons belt with a nce. No other equipment this season was as recognizable as these, and he immediately cried out in astonishment, Lord Four! Qian Sheng, you are too amazing! You actually recruited the Lord Four into your team! Coach: ... His secret weapon had been recognized at a nce. . Most of the people in the hall were coaches. They rushed over one after another when they heard this cry and crowded around Tyron. The coaches squawked and muttered, Its really number 419! You switched from the individualpetition to the teampetition?! Oh man! Why didnt I get the news earlier? I didnt hear any news about this. Im afraid Old Qian must have used some ck market price to recruit him. What a great move, my brother, finding the assassin from the top four of the individual tournament toe and fight in the teampetition. I wonder if hell be able to adapt? Its hard to say. This kind of thing will depend on his performance on the field. One of the coaches ran up to Qian Sheng, Old Qian, are you willing to offer him up? You can set whatever transfer price you like! Others brazenly approached Tyron straight on, but were pushed aside by an indifferent Tyron as he headed outside. The staff member rushed up to show Tyron the way to another exit and took the chance to say, Oh my god, youre Lord Four! Youre going to participate in the team matches?! Aahhhh, your fans will go crazy with joy when they find out! Tyron looked over at her and said, Dont say anything. The staff flushed with excitement, Okay, Ill definitely keep it secret! When the timees, itll give the people on stage a surprise as big as the sky! . Coach Qian felt disappointedhis secret weapon n had been broken apart just like this. But he was also quite proudhey, hey, its useless even if you guys are envious! Lord Four was in his hands now! After he and Tyron returned to the club, he said, Although your position doesnt require much coordination, we should still try to develop a sense of teamwork. So, well do three matches a day for practice. Also, in order to ensure that our tactics arent exposed ahead of time, I hope that you can hold back and restrain your strength when we practice with outside teams. Tyron: Hold back by how much? How about thirty percent. The coach thought for a moment, then added, Well, if youre killing too quickly, then hold back a bit more. Tyron made a sound of acknowledgement, his attitude towards this matter very casual. Coach Qian felt more and more that they hadnt seen the whole of Lord Fours strength. He couldnt help snickering wildly in his heart. Heughed as he suggested, Lord Four! Will you join us for hotpot tonight? Well celebrate your addition to the Seven Kills team properly! Tyron said, No need. Im meeting someone tonight. ... Tyron and Victor had agreed to meet for dinner. Victor hade to report on the progress of thewsuit. He exined: Lu Chaofan had basically epted his fate, and was very willing to pay the liquidated damages and settlement payments; he had also agreed to apologize, but seemed unwilling to apologize in front of Tyron... Victor said, Lu Chaofan provided a psychiatric report stating that he had suffered serious mental trauma from you, so he cant meet you in person. Tyron raised his eyebrows. He found it a little unexpected, but at the same time, there was some logic to it; after that match, he had deliberately nted a seed of fear in Lu Chaofans heart. As a result, Lu Chaofan lost hisposure and fell to his knees in public. The image of him falling to his knees waster turned into an animated image by angryizens, and became a popr emoticon on social media, along with another image of Lu Chaofang being stomped into the ground by a foot. Lu Chaofanor anyone who had suffered such a devastating blow, would definitely subconsciously want to avoid anyone else who had been involved in the matter. Tyron: Its fine. Victor spoke earnestly, Weve already coordinated with him. If you are okay with it, he will send out an apology video over the inte and apologize to the entire world. Victor had really done a good job with this affair. So far, Lu Chaofan had already apologized, paid the fines, been banned from thepetition, and was cklisted by many mediapanies. At the same time, his career had received a devastating, career-ending blow. In addition, the truth of all the previous events had been exposed, and newws were even being considered to deal with these kinds of situations. Many people expressed great pleasure regarding the resolution of this matter and felt that Victor had aplished the mission that everyone wanted to do, but had no strength to aplish. When Victor had first said he wanted to do this, many people had said that he was acting like he was still in high school, puffed up with self-importance, arrogant, and na?ve; but after he aplished it, they called him hot-blooded, and young and sessful. Those who used tough at Victors naivety were now endlessly ashamed and have not dared to appear for a long time. Last night, Victor finally posted a message on his personal blog: Ignore those who ridicule your arrogance, because they cant do it themselves, and therefore assume that nobody else in the world can do it; ignore the words of those who ridicule your naivet, because you are not na?ve, just young and idealisticand they are not mature, only well-versed in the ways of the world, and are jealous of your ideals. Tyron looked at it, and clicked follow on Victors blog. This was the only follow ever since he set up his ount. . Tyron found Victor very interesting. This was because Victor was clearly a very capable and brilliant member of elite society, but in front of him, he suddenly became a soft, cute youth who was experiencing his first crush. Victor would even ask him awkwardly, Mister Tyron, may I please take a picture with you? Tyron deliberately teased him and said, Is it for official use? I can authorize it. Victor muttered for a good while before finallying up with, N, no, its not for official use... I, I, I want to keep a photo of you. This... Taking it secretly doesnt seem too good. Oh? Tyron said, What do you want a photo of me for? Victor couldnte up with a good excuse this time. He blushed furiously and said, Just... to look at. Im just sitting here. I give you permission to look as much as you like. Tyron propped his cheek against one hand and smiled as he looked at him. . Victor was instantly overwhelmed, his heart thudding violently as Tyrons flirting swept him off his feet. He looked at Tyron delightedly and asked, Can I draw a sketch of you, then? I... I also thought about making a 3D model. You can rest assured, I definitely dont n to use it for anything else, I just... want it for a personal collection! Tyron frowned, Youre very versatile. But for things like sketches and modelling, is it possible to do it without a model? Victor blushed, If you observe enough, and pay enough attention, you can remember the details. As long as you can recall it when drawing... Oh. Tyron said, In that case, I give you permission to think of me anytime, anywhere. thatst line >//< poor Victor~ also, BB has joined the VEN editing team! Ch17 - Lord Fours Return

Chapter Ch17 - Lord Fours Return

Victor took a ride home after dinner. His legs were weak from the flirting. The first thing he did when he got home was call out his roommate and ask him seriously about everything rted to thepetitive e-sports circle. His roommate was surprised and asked, Vic, youre also starting to follow e-sports? I want to chase my male god! Victor grinned as he spoke. He turned over the calendar on his wall and drew a big red circle around several dates. Roommate: ??? The dates that Victor circled were all days that Tyron waspeting, but the fact that Tyron had joined the Seven Kills Team had not been announced yet, so he could only say, Watch the game with me. I can guarantee youll be surprised. After that, he continued to immerse himself in the joy of having had dinner with his male god and lightly floated into his room. Roommate: ... Vic, whats going on with you?! Are you trying to turn into an idiot?! ... Despite the postponement of Earth Districts A Leagues individualpetition, the teampetition was still in full swing. Because there were more people involved, and the events were moreplex, the progress of the teampetition was a little slower, and the next round was the one that determined which of the top 8 teams would enter the top four. Seven Kills VS Dreams. Both were old, established teams, but their performance had not been strong in recent years. Last year, Seven Kills was ranked third in the league while Dreams was ranked fifth. They had both been unable to obtain the quota for the regionalpetition. Even before the start of the game, some people had already developed opinions. This time, Seven Kills core DPS had gone home, and they wondered what his substitute would be like. They were afraid that it would be very difficult for Seven Kills to make it into the top four; perhaps theyd be defeated in this round. . The host finally came on stage while the audience was talking, and first made his routine announcement before moving on, ... First of all, lets invite ourDreams Team! The people from Dreams ran up on stage one by one and waved to the audience, setting off a pretty big wave of cheers. Then, the host continued, Our Seven Kills Team used up their only team member swap allowed during thepetitionst week and reced their number one DPS position with a new person. Who is this new person? Heehee~ Lets invite our Seven Kills Team up on stage! The audience waited for a long time. They watched as the main tank, deputy tank, support, second DPS and third DPS of the Seven Kills Team, whom they were all familiar with, came out, and then the sixth person... The sixth person wore a cap, hood, and mask, and was very low profile as he went towards the end of the line, but his outstanding temperament could not be hidden. A dagger and short sword hung from his waistapart from him, no other assassin has dared to use two different weapons in this tournament. The scene was quiet for a moment, and someone suddenly screamed, Lord Four! Ahhhhhhhh Lord Four has returned! Lord Four came to participate in the teampetitions! Some of them shouted, Youre the best!, some shouted, Stomp down on the incidents from the past!, and others shouted, Please bring us with you all the way to the universalpetitions! Ahhhh! The auditorium was boiling with excitement. Many people stood up, raised their hands and shook them in the air, and finally, they all repeated the same sentence. One after another, they shouted, Lord Four, we love you Lord Four, we will always support you After a while, the audience began to wave their neon sticks in a performance. The audience lit up from the left to right, then extinguished, then lit up from the right to left... The colorful waves finally attracted Tyrons attention. Tyron thought about it, then drew the index and middle fingers of his right hand together to wave outwards from his forehead in a saluteusing this smart gesture as a greeting. AAHHHHH His gesture immediately triggered off another frenzy. It was the first time that Lord Four had reacted to his audience while on stage. Many people were so excited that they wanted to jump up and scream through the roof. The neon stick waves became even more vigorous and varied; they formed a flower petal pattern one moment, and turned into stripes in the next. The huge auditorium did not need amander as it spontaneously disyed various tricks as though inviting Lord Four to continue watching. Lord Four was currently thinking: The audience of this era... Although they didnt have much moral integrity, they were asionally quite lovely. The host was delighted. After dying for a long while, she finally remembered the next part of the introductions and said, Could the two captains please represent their teams and make a deration before the game? The captain of Dreams looked at the auditorium andughed as he joined in on the fun. Dont scream too early. You guys watch as we suppress Lord Four in a minute. There were boos and hisses from the audience. The captain of the Seven Kills Team took in the atmosphere and couldnt be any happier. He spoke happily when he took the microphone, Lord Four isnt someone you can push down just because you want to. The audience: Hahahaha! The host could not help but say, Two captains, do you really want to use these statements as your pre-match deration? It will be written on the official website. You havent even asked Lord Four if hes willing! The captain of the Seven Kills Team looked back at Tyron, Is it okay? Its okay right~ Tyron had his arms crossed over his chest and a calm expression on his face, but internally, he found them quite amusing, so he said, As you like. Small voices of discussion rang out from the auditorium as some people said, Tsk, how indulgent. You can tell who gong and shou are when they speak. . Very soon, the two teams split up and were transmitted onto thepetition map. Teampetitions also followed a BO3 system. The randomized map this time was: Heavens Aurora. This was a very special, translucent map. The ground was made of clouds, and the mist and fog could partially conceal people. There was a solid aurora halfway in the sky that could be stepped on, but they were all half transparent and could be seen through with a nce. The aurora would also move and shift slowly over time, making the terrain very dynamic. Randomized mode: Capture the g. Capture the g involved fighting over a g that would appear on the map. The two sides wouldpete for the g, and for each second that they managed to hold onto it, they would score one point. When the 10-minute timer ended, the match was over and the team with the highest score won. This mode did not have a death quota. yers would automatically resurrect after 10 seconds, and they had an unlimited number of resurrections. . The two teams stood on opposite sides of the map. Through the translucent aurora, they could see their opponents, as well as the g that stood at the center of the mapa big red streamer. At this time, the audience wasughing happily. This mode and this map are really not a good fit 233333~ The malementator also spoke up, Hahahaha, Im afraid Lord Four is really going to be crushed this time. This map is basically a t in. Theres no obstructions, and nowhere to set up an ambush from. Femalementator: Besides, Capture the g is a game of who can hold onto the g for the longest. This mode relies primarily on the main tank and deputy tanks. Generally, a tank will grab the g and run away while everyone else covers for him or attempts to suppress the other side. Malementator: There are also other ways to y, such as having the fastest runner take the g and run, ying a life-and-death hide-and-seek chasing game all over the map... Femalementator: In any case, Seven Kills has two fast moving members: one is their Captain and deputy tank, a scourge knight; the other is Lord Four, whose speed can explode like hes been tied to a carrier missile. Malementator: The core member of the Dreams Team can also run really fast. Dont forget that their pdin is a demi-angel and has a pair of wings. . The countdown ended while they were talking. As soon as the two sides were able to act, they all rushed to the g at the center of the map. The fastest member of the Dreams Team was their winged pdin, who flew towards the middle in a whirr of sound. The fastest of the Seven Kills Team was the Captain scourge knight. He used a big move right at the start and summoned his nightmare horse to rush forward in a gallop. Malementator: Twenty meters! Ten meters! Theyre about to meet. The executioner from the Dreams Team has sent out a hook! Did itnd? Did itnd?! The hook flew across the air and over the pdin, its chain trailing behind it as it hit the scourge knight at the front of the Seven Kills Team. Femalementator: It hit! Oh, Seven Kills was too careless! The scourge knight, along with his horse, was dragged straight into the center of the Dream Teams formation by the hook, and was instantly surrounded by five people. At this moment, the scourge knights first reaction was: I can hook, too! Malementator: The scourge knight is saying: You have a hook, butotzu also has a Grip of Punishment. He turned his head and grabbed... Oh, damn! He grabbed his own teams Lord Four!! The scourge knight turned around and used a skill to pull Tyron, who was far away in the Red Teams base camp, in front of him. The femalementators face was full of confusion, Whats the meaning of this? The scourge knight hooked one of his own team. Are the two of them trying to offer up their lives to the other team? . Dreams pdin was still rushing ahead to grab the gs, and their number two DPS was not far behind. The remaining four team members grinned fiercely and surrounded the scourge knight and assassin who had been captured one after another. Malementator: Ouch. I really cant understand this usage of the Grip of Punishment! Now, Seven Kills is fighting two against four. How terrible. Femalementator: They probably want to dy for a while. Perhaps their teammates will get the g first, so its not important whether or not they win that fight. Her voice had just fallen when sudden changes urred in the field. The scourge knight took the lead and stabbed at a DPS who was part of the encirclement. The four people from Dreams did not hesitate in firing attacks at the scourge knight they had surrounded, bringing him off his horse and sending him into a state of . In the immediate aftermath, Tyron appeared like a ghost in the shadows behind the healer! The malementator shouted: Its an exchange! One for one, Lord Four can do it! Even before he finished speaking, Tyron had already performed a dazzling knife flower. In a twinkling of an eye, he sent out six consecutive strikes, slicing the healer into the white light of death that flew away. After that, Tyron dove forward and ended up just behind the scourge knight. His teammate then used his body to help block Tyron from a round of injuries. In the midst of the white light that signified the death of the scourge knight, Tyron turned around again as quick as lightning, striking from the bottom up like a hare kicking an eagle. He knocked down the sword dancer who was chasing him, and then flipped around, simultaneously plunging Deep Silence and Song of Triumph into the enemys throat. The sword dancer suffered a huge amount of damage in an instant, and died from a few secondster. Remember that scene in Chapter 5 where Tyron kabedon-ed Victor? Trying out t colors... still working on it I bring you the GOLD of chapter 5 and Tyrons moves#ҹ֮ #VEN (Vanguard of Eternal Night) read in : https://t.co/rGgvHpksvF pic.twitter/sPCPWmboAV ARI ?(????)?? (@xAI_ICE) June 22, 2019 Ch18 - Team Competition - Capture the Flag

Chapter Ch18 - Team Competition C Capture the g

trantor: xiin editors: BlueBug & Pyromancer By this point, the scourge knight who had fallen into the encirclement had already died, leaving Tyron by himself. The Dreams Team had also lost two out of the four who surrounded them, leaving an executioner tank and a card master support. Femalementator: Amazing! It was a two for two exchange in this wave! Not bad, they certainly didnt lose out! The malementator had to eat his words a little, and followed by saying, Lord Four should still be able to take down another one! . Dreams card master had already responded byying a trap card on the ground while simultaneously taking out a card with the effect and throwing it straight at Tyron. Tyron had just pushed himself up from the ground. He raised his head and watched the card fly towards him with dark golden eyes. Half a secondter, the femalementator suddenly shouted, Oh! Lord Four put on a burst of speed! What kind of explosive speed is this?! Lord Four is about to take off on the spot!C Tyronpleted his eleration in 1.5 seconds, striking forward like a phantom. He suddenly leapt into the air, and jumped straight at the card master. The Dreams Team executioner unhesitatingly went up to meet Tyron, lifting his two-handed axe and swinging it at him. Tyrons momentum never diminished. He kicked at the handle of his opponents axe and sent his own body into a windmill rotation in the air. The weapons in his hands shed in a snow-white glow that stretched like silk banners and drew two perfect rings. Ding! Ding! Ding! As the strikes rung out, the malementator shouted excitedly, My god! Seventeen strikebo! My god! This is the most amazing windmillbo Ive ever seen! Using a rotating force to achieve abo of rapid strikes within a short time was generally ssified as a windmillbo. . Tyron finallynded on the ground, recovered for a brief moment, and suddenly burst forward again! The executioner finally appeared shocked, as he retreated two steps in session. The axe in his hand had broken into two pieces, and there were two lines of blood on his neck that bled fiercely. Tyron bypassed him and went straight for the card master. Femalementator: The card master is done for! The card master also has a stun skill, can theynd it... Aiya, missed! This mistake is too pitiful! Tyron dodged sideways and avoided the card masters stun skill, his toes digging a little into the ground as he circled around the card master, the short sword in his having already cut open the other yers throat. The card master flew away in a sh of white light. At this time, the high-HP executioner who hadnt yet died pulled out his long knife and turned around to attack Tyron. Tyron shifted forward without turning back to avoid the attack, pulled two darts from his belt and threw them backwards without looking. Malementator: Oh my Lord Four is definitely a god! Two versus four and he still managed to flip the tables. This assassin... is absolutely a contestant on the level of a godly weapon! At first, when they had been surrounded, the malementator had felt that they would be overwhelmed. Later, Tyron counterattacked and thementator had to change his words to exchange a life for a life. Then, Tyron killed another yer and he quickly changed hismentary to two for two... In the end, he didnt use his life in exchange for anything, okay?! Tyron still had more than half of his HP left after ughtering all four people who had surrounded them. He turned around and casually walked away. It was a hrious p in the face! The malementator ignored the pain in his face as he continued, Its no wonder that the audience are so supportive of Lord Four! Lord Four is too powerful and overbearing! Im also about to turn into a diehard fan of Lord Four! . Tyron was moving quickly along the battlefield, but he didnt seem to have any intention of joining the group fight. Half a minute ago, the two sides had run into each other in the middle of the map. The Dreams Teams pdin was the fastest and obtained the g first, but was shot down from the sky only a dozen secondster by Seven Killsuncher who had rushed over. The banner was snatched back and forth, changing hands several times before finally falling into Seven Kills hands. Because the remaining four people from the Seven Kills Team had all arrived at the scene one after another to surround the two people from the Dreams Team and hunt them down, Dreams had no choice but to temporarily retreat after paying a heavy price and wait for their teammates to arrive. But they waited, and waited... yet their teammates didnte. Pdin: What happened?? The four people we left behind were only blocking a group of two. Why havent theye over after messing around for such a long time? If they donte over, we have no chance of capturing the g in a two versus four fight! And then, he received the notification that his teammates had died. Pdin: ... They got counterattacked despite it being a 4v2 fight. Did they even know how to y?! . Not only did they get counterattacked once, Dreams then faced an even more embarrassing situation. Lord FourCthe Seven Kills Teams assassin, settled down in front of their base! He wouldnt leave no matter what, and simply squatted there between the front lines of the battle and their resurrection point. He killed off the people from the Dreams Team who had just resurrected one by one, and if they came in pairs, he killed both! When four members of the Dreams Team came together to look for him, he had disappeared again; when the four of them carefully went back to the battlefield, he unhesitatinglyunched another surprise attack. The basis for teampetition strategy was to form an advantage in numbers. As long as one side was short one person, they would be at a disadvantage in group battles; if they were short two, it would be fundamentally difficult to fight; if they were short three, they should start considering how to run faster than their teammates and distance themselves from their allys deaths. The current situation was that the Dreams Team was being dragged down by an assassin from behind, and were never able to gather all six people together before going into a fight. The Dreams Teamsmander was so angry that he was about to vomit blood. He finally couldnt help saying, Ignore that assassin! If hees again, focus fire and drive him back! He didnt say to focus fire and kill him because he had already tried it twice, and Tyron had been able to guess their intentions with great uracy and left the area as soon as he saw theming. There was nowhere to hide on this map, but he was too fast. Other than the pdin, nobody else could catch himCand the embarrassing thing was, the pdin had no way to beat him alone. The Dreams Teammander continued, We have no choice but to push ahead with one less person and try to capture the g with five people. If we dont go for it now, we wont have any time left! . Sure enough, Tyron appeared again once they started the group fights. He didnt panic when faced with the six-man formation. He passed through their formation once again, and focused on the healer, bursting out a terrifying series ofbination attacks. Dreams mages and the executioners axe were both dodged one after another, but by doing so, he took attacks from other members of the team and was left with only a thin line of HP in his health bar. However, with this small thread of HP, Tyron skillfully bypassed the mage after killing the healer and disappeared into the clouds. Dont chase! The Dreamsmander ordered, Chasing him is a waste of time. He only has a trace of blood left, and he mustve gone back to find their healer. Well go looking for them right away and initiate a big fight, forcing them to face us straight on! . The Dreams Teams lineup had one healer and one support, so even if they had lost their healer, the five of them could still gather together immediately and look for Seven Kills main group. By this point, Seven Kills had already been holding the g for nearly half the duration of the match. They camped behind their own defensive fortifications to protect the g, waiting for time to pass while listening to the notifications announcing that Lord Four had killed XX. They could hardly be any more rxed. They immediately discovered that Dreams people had arrived. Both sides had five people, and very soon, a 5v5 fight broke out. Malementator: Lord Four actually didnte back! Both sides are currently engaged in a five versus five fight! Femalementator: The second DPS of the Seven Kills team made a move! But Dreams reacted quickly, and their card master controlledCoh, controlled two people! Malementator: Great! Dreams sword dancer started their big move! Wow! A hellish big move! Seven Kills has been controlled for two full seconds! The scourge knights HP is flying away! Femalementator: The sword dancer was killed off by theuncher! Theunchers damage is justcking a little! Just a little short of taking down their executioner... Malementator: The pdin has gone after the scourge knight, and the g in the scourge knights hands... Ah! What a pity, he wasnt able to keep the g! The pdin ran away with the g, and now the g has finally fallen into Dreams hands. . While the two sides were fighting back and forth, Dreams healer had just resurrected, and immediately headed towards the battlefield. Then, he saw Tyron waiting for him at the entrance. Healer: ... Its! You! Again! Youve killed me five times, yet you still came back! He couldnt beat Tyron, nor could he run faster than him. So when he saw Tyron, he had already given up resisting, and silently sat there cross-legged, watching as Tyron approached. Tyron: ... You dont even have the slightest intention to put up any pretense at resistance? Tyron helplessly gave the healer a backwards stab and sent him home again. After that, the healer no longer left the resurrection point: He didnt care anymore! In any case, the team battle over there was a 5v5, and although their Dreams Team wascking a healer, the Seven Kills side was short a Lord Four! Seven Kills was definitely losing out on this deal! . Thementators who saw this scene had already turned dizzy fromughter. Malementator: Oh my god, this is the legendary hands off the keyboard and feet off the floor, right?! In fact Lord Four never went back for healing, and he hasnt even recovered half his HP yet. Perhaps he couldve seeded if hed fought back? Femalementator: Hahaha, it seems that Dreams healer has already been chased down so much by Lord Four that theyve lost all interest in life. . Tyron wasnt anxious, either. He stayed where he was, and sure enough, after a round of group fighting, three of Dreams people had been killed and returned. There were now four people at the resurrection point: their priest healer, card master support, DPS sword dancer, and deputy tank executioner. Tyronughed quietly and began his career of blocking doors once again. . Two minutester. Malementator: My god, my god! This is too tragic! Dreams has once again been caught up in the nightmare of having someone killed every time they want to gather together. Femalementator: Although Dreams pdin bravely snatched the g away during thest wave of group fighting, Seven Kills managed to regroup after resurrecting while the resurrected yers from Dreams were blocked at the entrance by Lord Four again. The lone and helpless pdin had to face a two versus five situation, and died on the spot. Malementator: Its so tragic that I cant bear to look. I cant help but shed tears of sympathy. if any gaming terms are unclear, please feel free to leave ament and ill try to remember to add a footnote~ Ch19 - Team Competition - Slaughter Mode

Chapter Ch19 - Team Competition C ughter Mode

trantor: xiin editors: merysl, bear & Pyromancer After the ten minute Capture the g game ended, the points for the two teams were as follows: Seven Kills 461 points; Dreams 139 points. There was no question that the Seven Kills Team won. Some members from the Seven Kills Team expressed, I won by lying down and hugging a big thigh. Of course, these kinds of words couldnt be spoken to outsiders. When the two teams came back to stand on stage again, the captains of both sides shook hands amicably. Seven Kills captain: Admit it. Dreams captain: Victory or defeat is still uncertain. Well see how the next game goes. . They only had one minute to regroup before the second BO3 round began. The randomized map for this round: Moon God Forest. There were a great number of trees in this map; they were all very tall and thick, stretching up into the clouds. There were many ces well-suited for hiding. At the same time, the map contained many neutral creatures. There were three types: snakes, lizards, and apes, amongst which the snakes were highly poisonous and would actively attack anyone who approached. Randomized mode: ughter. Each team had a quota of 20 lives, and whichever team used up their quota first would lose. . The captain of the Dreams Teams heart cracked when he saw this result. The captain of the Seven Kills Team was so happy that flowers were blooming. Malementator: This game will be difficult for Dreams. Femalementator: Indeed. This map is too well-suited for assassin-type yers, and Seven Kills Lord Four is so **... Well, cough, so cool. Malementator: Oh. Wait a minute. The Dreams coach applied for three minutes of tactical discussion time. Femalementator: Could it be that he has a good strategy for Dreams? . The Dreams coach came on stage and huddled with the six yers. After muttering for a moment, the Dreams captains eyes shone and he nodded. When they returned to the field, the Dreams team showed that they had indeede up with a new strategy. Their sorcerer had never showed any outstanding performance before, but during this match, he attracted everyones attention as soon as he appeared: his ultimate move turned out to be a very unusual warfare-type skillMist Lock. This skill summoned a fog that spread through the map. Everyone caught in the fog would have their vision affected, and where the fog was the thickest, they would barely be able to see beyond their fingertips. Malementator: Great! No wonder this sorcerer didnt stand out much in the previous match. Thest match was transparent, so Mist Lock wouldnt have had much effect. The femalementator followed up, But its different for this map. Its a forest map, and with a fog like this, its expected that the yers inside wont be able to see where their teammates are. Theirmander: Try your best not to disperse. Everyone stay in a centralized formation and well slowly push forward. Lord Four, youC Before he had finished speaking, he turned around and discovered that Lord Four had long since disappeared. Main tank: Should we call Lord Four back? Commander: ... Forget it. Im already used to it. . Tyron had always been good at making use of his strengths while avoiding his weaknesses. Since he wasnt good at group fights but was good at ambushes, he would naturally y his strength to the limit. He also had no way to see anything clearly in thisyer of fog, but it was not the worst environment he had ever encounteredthe worst was when he had joined a war expedition in the Lord of the Nights ne, in that world where there had never been brightness. Amongst all the sightless creatures there, spiders had belonged to one of the topmostyers of the food chain. While other creatures were hunting, only the spiders were killing. Therefore, Tyron learned to use a new type of technique. Hiding silently on the cobwebs and waiting patiently as the sound of footsteps became vibrations along the spidersilk, then quietly climbing along the strands to suddenly impale his clueless prey with his ws. . Tyron spent a full three minutes preparing in order to create such a spiderweb. While he was moving amongst the tall trees, he unexpectedly met the Dreams Teams pdin in the tree canopy. This time, it was the flying pdin who held the initiative. He curved his wings and dropped down from the sky, his sharp ** carrying a chilling impact as it stabbed downwards. The malementator who had to hastily switch the camera over couldnt help but shout, Hes gonna die! In the next moment, Tyron suddenly turned around, his two hands holding his weapons in a cross as he just barely managed to block the tip of the spear. The powerful impact from the pdin dropping down from such a high altitude knocked both of them out of the canopy, snapping quite a few branches with Pa! sounds as they fell. It could be seen that they were about to crash into the ground. Suddenly, the pdin hit the steel wire that Tyron had just set out in mid-air, and abruptly lost bnce in one wing. The two of them twirled in free-fall. Tyron seized this opportunity to push off against the side of a tree trunk, propelling himself forward as quick as lightning to m into the pdin! The pdin was suddenly smashed into the tree trunk behind him by Tyron, and his two snow-white wings shook involuntarily. Tyron took advantage of the pdins brief dizziness and inexorablynded a closebatbo, then used the tree trunk as leverage to pull both his daggers out of the pdins chest,nding lightly on the ground with a back flip. The pdins body dropped away from the tree trunk and disappeared in a sh of white light even before it couldnd. . Bothmentators tried to speak at the same time, It was a truly thrilling aerial encounter. In terms of maneuverability, the pdin should originally have had the advantage. But it seems that Lord Four is very familiar with this kind of environment. I feel like Lord Fours skills are like a bottomless pit. He can dig out all sorts of good things whenever necessary. Yes, yes. Regardless of whether its an unobstructed map, or this kind of map without visibility, Lord Fours flexibility is simply terrifying. . As thementators finished speaking, the camera had already turned back to the main group. The two teams had unexpectedly met three times within the fog while Tyron was setting up. The Dreams Team had a big advantage because their sorcerer was the one manipting the fog. They won two big victories in their three skirmishes, and thest fight was a draw. At this point, the quota of remaining lives for each team was: Seven Kills Team, 8 remaining lives; Dreams Team, 15 remaining lives. Malementator: The Seven Kills Team is in a disadvantageous position. Dreams Mist Lock has been put to great use. It counters the Seven Kills Teams line-up perfectly. Femalementator: Yes. Throughout Seven Kills history, they have almost always relied on their violent and explosive DPS to deal with their opponents core, which allows them to build up more of an advantage during the team fights. Once their DPS positions are unable to y arge role, it bes easy for the Seven Kills Team to copse. After all, theyre a team that relies on damage. Previously, they used to rely on a ninja, and now its an assassin. Malementator: Dreams coach has prating insight. He was able to tell at a nce what kind of strategy to use in order to restrain Seven Kills Lord Fours tactics. The femalementator was amused by his use of the term Lord Fours tactics andughed, Hahaha, yes. Lets see what Lord Four is currently doing. . When the camera switched over, Tyron was sitting cross-legged on a tree, as motionless as a statue. His figure was half-hidden between the branches and leaves, eyes almost closed. There was a strange sense of peacefulness to the scene. The femalementator was stunned for a moment, then said, Ai, although Lord Four is very handsome, I really dont know what hes doing? Is it a male beauty trap? Malementator: ... At this point, they discovered that Dreams team members happened to be walking along a nearby path, ready to ambush Seven Kills big group once again. Previously, they sent the pdin up ahead to scout for them, but the pdin had been killed by Tyron just now and was waiting to resurrect, so their team was now being guided by the sorcerer. While they were passing by quietly, the sorcerer identally tripped and fell to the ground. He tripped because he had stepped on a steel wire trap. Three arrows immediately whizzed through the air and swiftly crossed the short distance. But the Dreams Team were almost all there; the tank immediately came forward and blocked the arrows. They were all nervous for a moment but nobody came out tounch a sneak attack. Themander said, The assassin probably couldnt find us, so he set up traps everywhere in the hopes that he can take some of us down by chance. Ignore it, lets go. Knowing that Lord Four wouldnt appear, everyone unconsciously breathed out a sigh of relief. . But they had rxed too early, so they didnt notice that the trap had triggered a series of small wind chimes. As the chimes rang, the quietly sitting Tyron suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the Dreams Teams location. While Dreams was preparing to set up an ambush under the trees, Tyron was silently following them from his position amongst the branches. He looked down at the five people below, and unhurriedly moved from ce to ce up above. Time passed by slowly, and it was the people watching who first lost theirposure. The malementator really couldnt hold back anymore. His hair was standing on end as he said, It always feels particrly exciting whenever I watch Lord Four prepare tounch an ambush! The femalementator was also extremely anxious, When will he make a move? When on earth will Lord Four begin? Let alone thementators, even the audience was very nervous as they held their breaths one by one, not even daring to blink. . Tyron had been noiselessly trailing behind them for half a minute before he finally brought out some steel wire, looped it around his right leg a few times, then abruptly dropped himself down from the tree. The other end of the wire was tied to the tree, allowing Tyron to quietly hang there upside down as he slowly, little by little, slid downwards. Tyrons dark, golden eyes were iparably quiet. The person walking at the very back of the Dreams Team was the sword dancer who had been constantly observing the situation behind the team. Tyron had adjusted for over twenty seconds just to find a perfect position. He was hanging in the air directly above the card master, who was second tost in their current formation. This scene was like a slow motion shot, full of hair-trigger tension. The card master is done for... For some reason, the femalementator involuntarily lowered her voice and spoke very softly. . It was precisely in this moment that Tyrons dagger shed like a fang, glinting with an unparalleled, sharp, cold light! While he was hanging upside down, the dagger he held in a backhanded grip was poised to strike from the bottom up And stabbed abruptly into the card masters jaw from below! The steel wire tightened at the same time, pulling Tyron upwards and lifting the card master, whose jaw was still nailed by the dagger, up and off the ground. The card master was just like prey caught by a spiders fangs and left suspended on a spiderweb. The card master resisted subconsciously, but it was toote. Tyron had already dragged him back into the tree, then stabbed his chest with a sword in a backhanded grip and turned him into a flying white light! It all happened in less than two seconds. His actions were rapid and coordinated, and people were unable to take it all in at once. Only then did the malementator shout, Oh my mother! He sucked in a sharp breath and almost choked, his hand clutching tightly at the paper towel that he had been about to use to wipe off his sweat. It was already half-damp from the anxious sweat on his hand. Its too motherf**cking stimting. He added. bear: i hope the ** isnt referring to his dick, dicks arent supposed to be sharp... Pyro: i guess we cant rece ** with dick, lol. xiin: NO, the ** arent eggnts, damnit!! : lmao Ch20 - Team Competition - Slaughter Mode 2

Chapter Ch20 - Team Competition C ughter Mode 2

trantor: xiin editors: merysl & bear The game was now at the eleventh minute. At this point, the quota of remaining lives for each team was: Seven Kills, 8 remaining lives; Dreams, 14 remaining lives. . Dreams card master support had died in two seconds! Theirmander only realized that they had lost a member of their team a few secondster when he received the systems notification. He asked in shock, When did the card master die? How did he die? The card master was unable to speak while waiting to resurrect, and the rest of the team were stunned, Hes been walking in the middle this whole time. We werent aware of any movement from the front or the back. How could someone have gone around us and killed him? Themander suddenly recalled their coachs instructions and guessed, Lord Four likes to attack from above. He might be hiding in a tree. Weve already lost two people, so well wait for a bit first to let the pdin return before looking for Seven Kills. The four of them entered a defensive formation and slowly made their way forward, the executioner watching the tree canopy vigntly. . But, they had guessed wrong again. Instead of remaining above them, Tyron moved quickly and was now lurking on another path. The malementator spoke with regret, Ouch! Dreams wasnt cautious when they needed to be, and now Lord Four has already left and theyve missed the chance! Femalementator: Actually, youve spoken in reverse. It should be that Lord Four understands the situation too well! He seems to know when his opponents will stop, and when theyll act. What a terrifying sense of strategy! Halfway through their conversation, they were surprised to discover that the pdin had arrived. The pdin hade at a perfect time. Tyron had just concealed himself when the pdin showed up in Tyrons field of vision. Moreover, of all ces, he flew directly towards the ce where Tyron was concealed! The malementator was stunned: Its almost as though they nned it! Femalementator: I dont believe that this is another coincidence. Lord Four definitely set up an ambush here because he knew the pdin woulde! But the question is, how did Lord Four know?! . The pitiful pdin had been killed by Tyron even when he held the initiative in their previous encounter, and also knew that he absolutely had no way to beat Lord Four on his own. This time, he was the one ambushed by Tyron. The moment he saw Tyron, he was basically scared to the point where his soul was sent flying. This ambush again ended in under ten seconds, and Tyron nailed the pdin who hadnt had a chance to defend himself directly onto the tree. Malementator: Ouch, what a tragedy! I cant watch anymore. The Master Assassins grasp of the situation and peoples hearts was terrifying. He only needed to nce over the enemy to know who amongst them was already lowering their vignce, and could fully seize the fleeting opportunity to make a kill. A mere few dozen secondster, Tyron had killed another person. Dreamsmander couldnt hold back anymore and said, We cant go on like this. We cant stand alone. This assassin is really damned... Facing off against him alone is not a solution. Well go together and catch him twice. After we kill him a few times, he wont daree out to ambush our people alone anymore. The remaining three team members began to search for Tyrons tracks. Since they had lost the card master, the sorcerer cast a scanning spell called Environmental Recall: any spot where their enemy had been would glow a fluorescent blue. The more recent it was, the brighter the glow would be. The spell finished casting, and everyone was horrified. Because, overhead was a dense blue glow that indicated all the ces Tyron had crouched. They had all looked up from time to time, but had never discovered his presence at all! What kind of ability did Lord Four have that allowed him to avoid other peoples gazes like this?! Commander: ... He was terrified just thinking about the fact that someone had been pondering how to kill him from so close by! The audience, who had watched Tyrons progress the whole time, saw that Dreams had finally discovered this fact, and all felt quite refreshed: Hahahaha, are you guys scared? Are you scared yet?! Baby was really scared just now too! . At the moment, Tyron was a small distance away. He knew that they were casting some sort of scanning spell as soon as he saw his opponents movements, so turned around and left without hesitation. The malementator praised, This is another of Lord Fours specialtieseven if he has the ability toplete a counterattack with two versus four, hell never take the initiative to win more with less. Hes much clearer on this point than many other impulsive yers who are high on their sess. Femalementator: Indeed. Lord Four has impable operation and excellent strategic awareness. You can see from his current actions... Er. Malementator: ... Its starting again. Femalementator: ... Yeah. The two of them looked towards the camera and were silent for a moment before sighing at the same time. CC Tyron had started blocking the resurrection point again. How should theyment on this? There was nothing to say! If one person resurrected, he killed one; if two people came out, he killed both! When it came to one-on-one, or one-to-two small-scale ambush fights, killing was a simple matter for Lord Four. On average, it took him less than 20 seconds per head! The audiencesments on the public screen: My god, hahaha! They must be in a frenzy! Who told you to be singled out and killed? Who asked you to be so unlucky and catch Lord Fours attention?! Lord Four is really carrying the whole fight! If they dont break out of his tactics, theres basically no way for any team to continue ying. Lord Four always has a way to split up the enemy team and then chase and kill the smaller enemy group; Dreams has no way to gather everyone together and start a fight. Fighting a team battle with three people missing is a fast way to suicide, but if they hold back from starting a team battle and y with Lord Four, it bes chronic suicide... . The chronic suicide Dreams Team held on for another three minutes, during which Lord Four harvested four heads. They were suddenly left with 8 remaining lives. The Dreams Team hadnt yet found a way to break out of this infinite cycle of death, but the Seven Kills had already arrived to provide pressure. The fog was so bad that Seven Kills had lost three times in a row during the group skirmishes. They then proceeded cautiously and steadily until they finally re-engaged with Dreams main team. And Dreams was currently missing a few members; their healer and support had just been killed by Lord Four and sent home The oue was predictable. Seven Kills redeemed themselves and straightforwardly managed a four for one exchange, which could be considered a big victory. After the group battle, the malementator said, At this point, theres already no suspense about the rest of the match. As long as Lord Four remains in the rear, it will be difficult for Dreams to recover their momentum. . Sure enough, two and a half minutester, thest of Dreams lives were used up as Tyron once again went for the unlucky pdin. The Seven Kills Team won once again. The BO3 score reached 2:0. The Seven Kills Team won the semi-finals. . As yers from both sides were transported back onto the stage, the screen at the back began to show cuts from the chosen MVP: The Dreams Teams card masters upper body appeared on the screen, followed by the upside-down figure of Tyron as he hung down from the trees. Tyrons actions were light and unhurried as he silently aimed his dagger towards the card masters jaw and suddenly brought him close! The card master was immediately pulled up into the canopy and disappeared. CC It was the scene of Tyrons first ambush. The audience revisited this wonderful scene again and couldnt help but shout loudly as everyone on the scene burst out into apuse and constant whistles. The public screen was scrolling withments: 66666666 The most brilliant scenes from this month will be dominated by Lord Four once again! It wouldnt be too exaggerated to put this shot directly into a film! . Contestants from both Dreams and Seven Kills were also looking back frequently; they basically hadnt seen Lord Fours figure during the match. They were shocked when they saw that Lord Four had used this kind of method to kill off the card master. When Dreamsmander came over to shake hands, he said, I really have to admit my respect... Seven Killsmander humbly followed up and said, No, no. Your performances were also spectacr. The two of them shook hands and simultaneously aimed small smiles towards the audience. The organizers immediately caught this as a screenshot. Im acknowledging Lord Four, Dreamsmander continued in a low voice as they shook hands, his expression unchanging. Without Lord Four, we wouldve ughtered you in the second round. ... Themander of Seven Kills kept smiling and also answered under his breath, Our coach has good vision and treats our team well. Hey hey, Lord Four picked usCCat the end of the day, the truth is that all your envy is useless. Lll~ Dreamsmander: ... I almost forgot that your coach is Qian Sheng. Your coach Qian Sheng is the very essence of shamelessness. I have no way topare! . After the game, the audience expressed their satisfaction one after another. They felt as though they had just watched a big blockbuster. For some members of the audience who didnt watch the individualpetitions, this was the first time they had gotten to know Lord Four. It was also their first time seeing someone who couldpletely avoid group battles, ignore cooperation and reason, and simply rely on personal strength alone to defeat a team. CCHow incredibly cool! They definitely had to dig out videos of Lord Fours previous singlepetitions! Howe they hadnt realized that 1v1 could also be so brilliant before this?! Many spectators were so excited that they remained behind even after the contestants had left the stage, simply staying on to listen to the rtively boring part of the program that came afterCCthe evaluation andmentary from coaches and journalists. In the past, this segment of the program had been prepared for those who lived and breathed e-sports and e-sports news, so it was rather boring. Unexpectedly, many spectators couldnt bear to leave after the game, wanting to hear the coach talk about Lord Fours affairsCCover half of the audience remained, and the unsuspecting organizers were all green with excitement. . The reporters were also a little excited as they came up and asked, Coach Qian, how would you evaluate this game? The coachughed slyly, Lord Fours performance was not bad, but it seems that he hasnt adjusted yet. Reporter: ... Qian Sheng was starting to act shameless again. Audience: ... This was called hasnt adjusted yet?! Was he f**king kidding? Another reporter asked, What kind of special strategy did Lord Four use that allowed him to urately find solo yers in the fog? Was it Lord Fours tactics? Coach: Youre asking me? Who should I ask? I also f*cking want to ask thatmentator what he meant by Lord Fours tactics! However, his head could be hurt, his blood could flow, but he could never stop putting up an act. The coach gave a deep and enigmatic smile, Yes. Lord Four has a special set of tactics, but I cant tell you about it now. Ill see you all at the next game. He waved his sleeves after he spoke and casually walked away. Reporter: ... Malementator: ... I blindly mentioned a Lord Fours tactics out of excitement. Unexpectedly, I really hit the nail on the head?! post sponsored by ko-fis from Nyurr, Hera-chan, MaevaLily and Hide C thank you Ch21 - Brilliant Fireworks

Chapter Ch21 - Brilliant Fireworks

trantor: xiin editors: merysl & bear After the match, Lord Fours official page was updated with new information. The main change this time was that his PVN score had improved. At the same time, another line had been added to his resume: A-League Earth District Team Competition, 8 to 4 Semi-finals, 2nd match MVP. The other change was that another animated image had been added of his upside-down killing. Thements below it were a little more amusing. Some were very excited: Lord Four is ying in the teampetition, so excited! Wuwuwu you bastard, you remembered toe back to the A-League! Someone said: Ah, Qian Sheng is really a shameless hooligan. Please dont teach my cool, iceberg Lord Four any bad things! Nervous! Someone else said: Lord Four dotes on the captain too much. Yingyingying~ Its a perfect example of a tough guy with a soft heart! Ive already eaten this CP, fight me if you dare! I dont ept Lord Four x Deputy Tank! Lord Four and that legal agent of his is the best match! Some topics were under hot debate: What exactly is Lord Fours tactics? Requesting Lord Fours tactics +1 What is Lord Fours tactics +10086... . Victor looked at it and said, Lord Four doesnt treat the captain of Seven Kills that well. Hes very good to me, though! His roommate: ... Vic! My dear Vic, dont be so anxious about getting jealous. Victor snorted: Im not jealous. People are supporting me too. They said that Im a perfect match for Lord Four! ... His roommate continued, Vic... Save me first, my illness is about to start acting up! Victor: Your curiosity sickness is already in thete stages and cant be cured! Roommate: Wuwuwu, my dear Vic, Im begging you! Please go and ask Lord Four exactly what on earth Lord Fours tactics are! Im going to die if I dont get any medicine! Victor was silent for two seconds, then abruptly said, Fine then, Ill go and find Lord Four. Im only going because you begged me so much. Roommate: ... But your expression seems to be saying Im so happy I finally have a reason to go and chase him! ...... When Victor walked into Seven Kills club grounds, he happened to meet them just as they were preparing for team training. Tyron was already in the virtual arena. He was sitting on a tree with his eyes closed, one long leg resting on top of the tree branch while the other hung down freelyCCthe scene made Victor really want to measure the length of his legs. But he didnt dare, so he stood weakly outside the field and watched as the remaining Seven Kills team members drew lots. The yers who had drawn the short straws were relieved. And those who had drawn the long straws spoke with crying faces, Its over. Its going to be bloody for us. Victor walked up to the coach and whispered, What are they drawing for? Coach: Oh, Little Vic, youre here? Those who draw the long straws form the second team. Victor: ?? Were they changing people? As soon as the coach finished speaking, the people who had drawn the long straws quietly went to join the second team. However, nobody from the second team came over. Then, they started a custom game. Victor asked carefully, Coach, can you really train Lord Four like this? Im not training Lord Four. The coach exined, Im training the opposite sides ability to resist pressure. If they dont copse when facing Lord Four, then theyll basically have nothing to be afraid of in thepetition arena. Victor: ... . Inside the practice field, both sides were fighting back and forth, and the scene was quite splendid. It was obvious that Tyron was deliberately making things easy for the other side. As soon as he picked up his pace, the squishiest and most easily killed members of the team would show signs of copse, so Tyron would slow down once again to let the other side gather their people back together and get into formation. When the pace was slow, Tyron clearly looked bored. Once, he even toppled onto a patch of grass andy there idly for a while before rolling over and getting back up again. Broken bits of wild grass began to fall down from his body; Tyron casually picked up a stalk of grass and folded it into a flower shape as he walked back towards the battlefield. Victor, who was off-site: ... OhCMyCHeavensCMy male god is so adorable Im about to explode!!! Then, Tyron ambushed the opposing sides support, and presumably because he felt that the little grass flower was in the way, after he expressionlessly killed the other party, he casually set down the flower in the same spot. After putting it down, he noticed that it was crooked and reached out to straighten it out before finally walking away in satisfaction. Victor: ... AHHHH! My male god is so adorable I cant breathe! . There was nothing to be said about the gains and losses during todays custom practice match. With Tyron bncing out the scales, the number of resurrections on both sides were about the same. Half an hour finally passed, and after the match ended everyoneid down like salted fish while Tyron moved his body around. Victor was still hesitating over how to go up and say hello when Tyron discovered his presence and came over to say, Wait a moment. Ah, okay. Victor unconsciously followed Tyron all the way to the Seven Kills Teams club lounge. Tyron closed the door, took off the sses he used for camouge, ran a hand through his hair, and washed his face at the drinks counter before casually asking, Did youe find me for something? Or did youe over just to take a look? Its actually nothing, my roommate, he... Half way through his words, Victor suddenly saw that Tyron had raised his head. Tiny droplets of water hung from his eyshes as his golden eyes watched himzily. Victor forgot his words in an instant, ... Where am I? Who am I?!! Why do I feel so thirsty!! . Every time he saw Victor, Tyron would always end up in a good mood within two minutes. This time, too. Tyrons eyes gradually filled with amusement. He said, Did your roommate miss me, or did you miss me? Victor said, Its me, not... In fact, its both. Dont miss me too much. Tyron said. Victor couldnt tell if he meant that he was fed up, and looked at him cautiously. Tyrone added, Although I didnt want to say that, Im mainly concerned that you wont sleep well. Victor blushed and said, No, no, I get enough sleep. Ever since he could paint Lord Four, he had ced a life-sized portrait at the top of the bed! He gleefully went to sleep every day, okay?! Really. Tyron said, I thought youd say, Its not possible to miss you too much. Victor: ... Student Victor began to have fanciful, restless thoughts, and a thousand little deer were bashing their horns against the inner walls of his heart! . Just then, someone knocked on the door that led to the lounge. The coach spoke from outside: Lord Four, Vic, are you both inside? Since everyones here, lets have dinner together. Little Vic is the one who introduced us, and I havent even thanked him yet! Victor hesitated. He wasnt too fond of Earth Districts customsCCthey insisted on eating even in the virtual world and also wanted to drink and talk at the table, but he was momentarily unable to think up a way to refuse. Tyron noticed his hesitation and replied, He doesnt have time. The coach spoke through the door, Ah? Didnt hee over for a visit? Tyron: His time today is mine. Oh. The coach was a little confused, In that case, enjoy your meal? Yes, bye. . So, Victor didnt know what was going on, but matters eventually progressed until him and his male god were sitting face-to-face in a small coffee shop. The atmosphere was very quiet, making Little Vic feel very restless. Tyron could see that he was nervous and ordered a ss of sago for him, smiling as he found a conversation topic, I heard that you guys will hold a press conference next week. Is it because everything is now finished? Victor wrapped his hands around the sago the way a small hamster would hold grain, and his nervousness eased up greatly. He replied, Yes. The main part of the work is over. Next week, we n to release all the information that can be publicized, and thank everyone who came from all walks of life to help out and support for their aid. Tyron: A lot of people were volunteers, and you also did everything free of charge. I was thinking about the best way to thank you. Victor waved his hand, ttered, and refuted, No, no, theres no need for thanks. In fact, Ive already gotten the best reward. Tyrons smile turned deeper and he spoke meaningfully, Isnt there anything you want? Perhaps you can also just share what you wish for. Tyrons gaze turned ambiguous as he looked at Victor. Victor blushed, Is that really alright? Tyron: Whatever your wish is, its worth giving it a try. Victor summoned up his courage and said excitedly, I... I want a small flour!!! . Small, small flour? Tyron: ??? Victor: S-s-sorry, I meant to say little flower! Tyron finally understood. He held back hisughter and said, Oh, flower. Victor was embarrassed, Well, yes. That little flower made out of grass. Ive never seen a flower shaped like that... Thats a bluebell flower. Tyron said, It probably only grows in my hometown. Ive never seen it here. At the moment, Tyron was wondering to himself: Should he tell Victor that the bluebell was also known as the Blue Death Bell? Bluebell was not only the name of their assassin organization, but also their symbol. The shape of the bluebell flower was exactly the same as that of a funeral bell. The master assassin Tyron Odin would gently ce a bluebell flower on the corpse of each of his mission targets. Sometimes, if setting up the ambush took too long, the bluebell would wither. Tyron would create one out of grass while waitingthat was why he had this skill. . Meanwhile, Victor was thinking: Oh my god, the little flower that my male god makes when hes bored is a flower from his hometown! He must be homesick! Ahhhh! Its really heartbreaking when my male god isnt acting like an iceberg!! At this moment, Victors heart was full of a surging tenderness as he looked gently at Tyron. . Tyron decided not to tell him the truth. He reached for a long straw on the coffee table and folded it to create a new bluebell flower. Tyron delicately inserted it into the ss of sago in Victors hands, then said, If you like, I can teach you how to fold one. Victor only felt that Tyrons hand movements were quick and attractive. He hadnt noticed how it was made at all, and couldnt help but say in consternation, Im rather stupid in this respect, and Im not very good at manual work. Im afraid Ill just waste your time... Tyron: I dont like stupid people. Victor: QAQ Then Tyron added, Which means youre definitely not stupid. ......?! Student Victor was stunned for a second, then instantly exploded into a brilliant firework in the horizon! ahhh tyrons FLIRTING SKILLS... Ch22 - Lord Four x Representative

Chapter Ch22 - Lord Four x Representative

trantor: xiin editors: merysl, bear & Celtic Victor flew lightly back to his dormitory once again. His roommate took in his expression and asked in astonishment, Little Vic!!! Have you already lost your virginity?!! Victor felt like his spirit had already left his body and replied enigmatically, I also really want to pounce on my male god... But male god is too powerful! The roommate breathed a sigh of relief and said, Its fine as long as you havent slept with him. Come on, Little Vic,e and tell me what happened. Victor bbered, saying that his male god could roll around on the grass, how cute! Roommate: ... I can do that too!!! Victor also said, his male god had taught him how to fold a little flower, he was so gentle and considerate~ Roommate: ... Did he just sell himself for a little flower? Victor continued to bber on, retelling the dialogue that was deeply imprinted in his mind. By the time he finished, he discovered that his roommate was sitting to the side and had carefully taken two pages of notes. Victor: ?? Roommate: These phrases are all dating gold! My god, this guy is simply a maniac at picking up girls... boys!! Will I still need to worry about not being able to find a girlfriend if I learn a few of these? . Victor rubbed at his heated face, then flopped onto the sofa and said, Say, does my male god actually like me or not? Roommate: I dont know, I really dont know. Your male gods methods are too high levelled. How could a single dog like me figure it out... Victor picked up and hugged a pillow, then said sadly, He hasnt said anything like that since. Perhaps he said it casually in order tofort me. ... The roommate said, Be reasonable, Little Vic, does a learning god on your level still need to beforted with youre not stupid? I dont wantfort, I want my male god! Victor the learning god said frantically, Does my male god like me? Or does he not? Or does he? Or does he not? ... Roommate: ... His roommate silently put away his notebook and changed the topic, Little Vic, did you help me ask him about Lord Fours tactics? Victor hesitated, Uh. He, he forgot... His roommate also turned frantic, Vic! Im dying! What exactly is Lord Fours tactics?! Victor: Im sorry. Ill definitely remember to ask for you next time we meet. The roommate shook his shoulder and said, My dear Vic! Every time you go to see your male god, you leave your IQ at home and forget to bring it with you! Im begging you to consider your future! Your male god hasnt expressed anything to you yet! You have to calm down, stand firm, and consolidate your position with every step! Just as he finished speaking, someone came knocking at the door. It was an express delivery. The two looked at each other, and the roommate asked, Vic, did another girl confess to you? Victor: No. He reached out and pulled out the card, then looked at the back: From Mr. Odin. Victor: ... Roommate: ... They were struck by lightning, and swept away by the tide! A hundred flowers were in full bloom, and the sky was covered in a fragrant rain! Victor whooped at the entrance and shouted, My male god! The roommate was influenced by him and also became excited as he closed the door, Oh my god! Open it quickly. Does this mean its going to happen?! Victor clutched at the card and said, I, I, I, Im having some difficulty breathing. Roommate: Me, too! Victor opened the card carefully and saw a few sketches drawn inside. It wasnt a confession. There wasnt even a single word. It was just a few hand-drawn diagrams that illustrated how to fold a flower. . Later, throughout the night, Victor was thinking: Does my male god like me? Or not? Does he like me? Or not? ... The roommate kept thinking: What the hell did he mean by sending those flowers? Screw this calm and steady thing; he really wanted to know what Lord Fours intentions were!! In this way, a certain persons methods were too skillful, his flirting making the other party toss and turn, their thoughts upied at all hours, feeling as though a thousand kittens were tickling their heart. Victor jumped into the pit like a moth drawn to a me. (His curious roommate was stuck to him like a tumor and also fell in.) ...... Soon, it was the next week. Victors press conference was held just before the battle between the teampetitions top four. As Lord Fours legal representative, he acted as the stand-in for the other non-profit organizations to thank everyone concerned for their help. He also thanked the masses and announced the final results of their efforts. The video of Lu Chaofans apology to everyone was released during the press conference. It could be seen that Lu Chaofan was recently very haggard, and the psychological shadow he experienced had reached the point where he needed to seek medical treatment. His eyes teared up and his nose was running as he apologized. He stopped just short of falling to his knees to beg the audience to forgive him. Although everyone knew that the apology wasnt effective, it was still devastating to a small star like him to have caused such a scandal. . Victor sat in the middle of the stage, and after he had finished making his speech, he let otherse up to talk. After everyone else finished, it was his turn again to give a final summary and open up the stage for the reporters questions. The entire process was very peaceful, as the court had already passed judgement on this matter. The supporting documents contained tens of thousands of words worth of supporting arguments, and there was no wiggle room. Reporters could only try to dig elsewhere for anything newsworthy. For example: Mr. Victor, you are a voluntary, pro bono legal representative for yer number 419, right? What was the reason behind your decision to do so? Victor froze for a moment, but maintained his slight smile as he said, I very much respect a contestant like Lord Four, and admire his courage and fearless attitude in the arena... Of course, theres also the level of skill and ability he disys as apetitive yer. Journalist: Over the past few months, you and Lord Four have be quite close. What is your impression of him as a person? Victors ears gradually turned red, and he involuntarily revealed an enigmatic smile. Lord Four is a very gentle man. ...... The reporter looked down and nced at the photo of Lord Four: Masked, golden-eyed, umunicative and unsmiling with an iceberg temperament. He had terrified an opponent to the point of falling to his knees from a few meters away. Gentle? Excuse me??? The reporter fell into deep thought. . For some reason, these two sentences of dialogue onlysted for a few seconds, but they had been recorded and soon became popr within a certain special circle. Aaahhhhhhhh Lord Four x His Representative under the big, open blue skies! The iceberg gong who only melts for his society elite shou or something, its really too adorable yingyingyingying~ Heavens, Ive waited for so long and finally got a big handful of sugar. My teeth are going to drop from the sweetness! Does nobody else feel that the gentleman representatives expression is normally noble, cold, and aristocratic, but instantly bes cute and lovely the minute Lord Four is mentioned? Oh my god, just one second ago I was fantasizing about getting kabedon-ed by the gentleman representative, but in the next second, I suddenly really wanted to kabedon him instead! I want to see Lord Four pressing gentleman representative against the bed! That shy little appearance is so attractive!! . Tyron didnt want to show himself, so he wasnt at the scene. But after watching the video and noticing Victors red ears, heughed. The old antique master assassinpletely couldnt understand what the CP fans were talking about, and could only continue to look through Victors blog. He found that Victor had updated and posted a new article: Thank you everyone for your support. If fate wills it, well meet again. I also wish you all the best in the future, and a smooth journey. The picture posted underneath was a shot of Tyron as he waved in the arena: Following Lord Fours two finger wave, the camera panned outwards, pulling away from his body to sweep over the roaring audience. All kinds of emotions could be seen in Tyrons eyes. If fate wills it, well meet again? Tyron smiled and left a message below the post with his alternate ount: We have that fate. . If Little Vic knew about Tyrons reply, he would definitely say: Even if theres no fate, we have to create the opportunity and make it happen! So Victor egged on his roommate until the two of them both bought tickets to watch thepetition for the top four teams. They sat in the virtual auditorium and nervously waited for both teams toe on-stage. First to enter was the runner-up of the previouspetition, Team Coder. This team was young and forward thinking. Four out of the six team members werework engineering students and the youngest member of their team was just 16 years old. Despite this, their results were quite good and they could be considered as a team formed by a small group of fresh meat. The next team to enter was the Seven Kills Team. Seven Kills line-up remained unchanged, and Lord Four was thest toe up on stage. As the yers came on stage one after another, the audience burst into wave after wave of cheersCCit was simply deafening, and it waspletely impossible to tell what everyone around them was shouting about. But that warm atmosphere was really infectious, and Victors roommate also shouted along with them, Long live Lord Four! You guys are the champions! From their point of view, it was as though they were in the middle of the ocean of people, and the cheers of the crowd were like the undting sea around them that would make waves in reaction to the actions of the people who stood on stage. . There were hundreds of thousands of people sitting here, and even Tyron had no way to find where Victor was seated. He stood there silently at the end of the team. To his teammates and opponents, he was like a ghost and practically invisible on stage, but to the audience, there was nobody more capable of attracting their attention than him. During each game, the broadcast would always leave one or two screens dedicated to Lord Four because even if it wasnt an exciting scene and just a dull ambush, there would still be arge number of spectators staring at Lord Fours actions. Now, Lord Fours poprity was already no longer just due to his appearance, but because he was really unexpectedly entertaining to watch during every match! The audience was very smart and was very conscious about who fought spectacrly and was entertaining to watch. They would always make it a point to watch them during the next matches. So much so that thementator even joked before the start of the match, Im getting jealous. Obviously, Im just as good looking as Lord Four, but howe Lord Four gets more cheers when hees on stage than I do? Femalementator: Probably because your face is too thick from your shamelessness, andpletely blocked off all the cheers. . The narrators chatted while thepetition mode was being drawn. Randomizedpetition mode: Aerial Combat. This mode was very special. Every contestant could choose a piece of equipment that would allow them to fly, and would then rely on this piece of equipment to fly during the entire match. The yer could resurrect after death, but their flight equipment could not be repaired. Once it was destroyed, or the yer was knocked down and dropped below a certain altitude, the yer would be out of the game. Randomized map: Mechanical Sky City. xiin: those flowers >//< : a post sponsored by ko-fis from Ash and UspdxSoul~ thanks! Ch23 - Team Competition - Aerial Combat

Chapter Ch23 - Team Competition C Aerial Combat

trantor: xiin editors: mersyl & bear Before the start of the match, the contestants selected their own flight equipment from the provided list. Generally speaking, flight equipment could be divided into three categories: mechanical, biological, and mounted. Aerial Combat was a very rarely drawnpetition mode, so the audiences interest immediately increased. Malementator: Hahaha, this will be fun. Its said that the probability of Aerial Combat being drawn inpetitions is 1%. How unexpected, how unexpected. Femalementator: Its been nearly a decade since Aerial Combatst appeared in the finals. I guess both teams must be a little surprised right now. . In fact, they were more than surprised; they were on the verge of going crazy. Coders captain: F*ck me! Four of Lao Tzus members are damned techno-nerds who stay at home all day and have no sense of direction. They cant even tell directions from the ground, how am I supposed to lead the team to fight an aerial war?! Seven Kills captain: F*ck me! How could this randomized mode show up? We basically never trained in aerialbat this month! And what about Lord Four? Lord Four has never yed in teampetitions before; has he even fought aerial battles before? The captain looked back and saw that Lord Four was quietly looking through the list of flying equipment. Captain: Lord Four, if you dont have any experience with this, we can choose a double mount... Tyron didnt bother to turn his head as he said, Just take care of yourselves. Captain: QUQ? Tyron: The other side is already dead. Captain: ...Oh!!! Lord Four was so domineering! He instantly felt like he had a big thigh to rely on! . One minuteter, all the contestants finished selecting their equipment and were directly transmitted onto the map. The giant mechanical city floated in mid-air. It was basically a giant metal sphere. Five metal rings surrounded the sphere and rotated slowly likeary rings, barely providing footholds for the yers. When the countdown began, the contestants started up their flight equipment one after another. The Coder Team was worthy of being called the Engineering Team. All six of them chose mechanical flight equipment and fell into formation like a small aerial scouting team. The Seven Kills Team was no different; the captain was the first to open up a pair of mechanical wings, followed by the tank and gunner. Malementator: Hahahaha, it seems that nobody knows what to do in Aerial Combat mode. Our contestants have all chosen mechanical flight equipment... As soon as he finished speaking, a double-headed chimera showed up on Seven Kills side. The goblin summoner healer and number three DPS puppet master stood on one head each, trembling and wobbling. . Lord Four unfolded a pair of jet-ck wings. The wings shook out in mid-air, first beating sharply to maintain the current altitude then adapting quickly as Tyron found his bnce. This pair of wings was modeled from some kind of alien bird. It had a wide wingspan, jet-ck feathers, and high agility. There was a pair of small auxiliary wings behind the main pair which had long feathers and were mainly used for coordination and bnce. Malementator: Amazing, Lord Four! Its been a long time since any contestant chose wings. Although wings are very flexible, they have poor endurance and are more likely to be fatigued in theter stages, bing a burden that drags them down to death. Femalementator: But thats obviously not the point! Malementator: Okay then, whats the point? The femalementators eyes had turned into red hearts, The key point is how handsome Lord Four is! So powerful! So cool and dazzling ahhhhhhCC Malementator: ... W. T. F. Sister, wake up. Youre amentator, not a cheerleader! . Tyron pped his wings and hovered in front of the chimera. He obviously hadnt meant to choose a rarely used flight method, but wings were really his best choice, and perhaps his only choice. People in the interster era were so used to mechanized civilization that they would often choose mechanical aircraft; however, Tyron came from a magical civilization where mechanical technology didnt exist, but wings and angels were real. When Tyron worked for the God of ughter, he often appeared as an incandescent angel. Sometimes he would have a pair of wings made of light, observing the battlefield below from up high and influencing mortal wars with ease; at other times he would be a participant in wars between gods, fighting against other zing angels as an angel in the air. He often had assassination missions, so he only used dark wings. Thus, flying with wings was also a skill that Tyron had learned during those six hundred years. . At this point, with the asional scream in the audience, the long, thirty-second countdown was finally over. When the game entered the first second, the two teams almost instantaneously raised their altitude together. Everyone subconsciously wanted to seize the height advantage, and for a moment, the lights from the mechanical engines rose up like ribbons, leaving behind a string of colorful fireworks. All except for Tyron. Malementator: Lord Four is making his move! He rushed towards the opposite teams formation right away. Oh my god, what kind of self-confidence is this?! Femalementator: This is the confidence to go against tens of thousands of people! After Tyrons high-speed flight gained enough momentum, he closed his wings, pulling them close to his back, and sent his body into the other sides formation like a diving bird. All of Coders team members were busy manipting the mechanical engines to climb higher and were unable to guard against his entry into their formation. Only a meagre few of them were quick enough to activate their long-range weapons. Then, everyone watched as Tyron turned at an incredible right angle and spun straight for Codersmander! Its too domineering! The malementator roared excitedly, Frontal assault! Tyrons dagger was like a sharp tusk as it became the first weapon to be drawn in this match, stabbing directly into his enemys throat as quick as lightning! His opponent had just begun to fight back when Tyron suddenly whirled around in a highly flexible maneuver and pped him unconscious with one wing. His movements were as smooth as flowing water as he made another backhanded stab, taking away his enemys life right then and there. Femalementator: Heavens, hes too agile! Lord Fours wing p requires a high degree of proficiency and is not something that non-experts at aerialbat can execute! . Tyron did not stop at all, pushing off his enemys corpse while opening his wings, gliding through the sky like a demon and urately aiming for his next target. By this time, Coders ranged DPS was already close behind Tyron. But all he saw was Tyrons wings as they expanded, covering his entire bodyCCresisting the attack while simultaneously covering his opponent like a dark shadow. All anyone could see were the huge ck wings folding inwards, then opening again. But when they opened, Coders yer had already turned into a white light and flown away! His wings were finally injured slightly as a result of the attack, and a few ck feathers floated gently in the air. Tyrons cold golden eyes prated the many bright lights caused by casted magic and found his next target. This gaze shocked even thementators, and they involuntarily added, What a terrifying gaze. . In the next moment, Tyron was like a demon in mid-air as he flew at an inconceivable speed and turned at another sharp angle, shooting towards his target. This time, he simply ignored the other partys attacks, crossing his arms and facing the cross-shaped streaming light that represented the magic straight on before shaking out his wings and instantly bypassing the spell! All this passed by in a sh; the glow from Tyrons dagger practically transformed into a stretch of snow-white light as it pierced the enemy along with their spell! By the time the dazzling lights dispersed, Tyron was behind the enemy, gliding away on open wings. It was only then that the body behind him began to fall. And this time, even the flight equipment was destroyed, making them the first yer to be sent out of the match. The femalementator was left breathless and said, Oh my god! Its only been fifteen seconds and Lord Four has already taken away three heads! Is this really Aerial Combat mode? This is simply Lord Fours ughter mode! The malementator was red-faced as he grabbed the microphone and shouted, This is a living demon! Hes a demon! Hes dominating the game! The audience was already stunned, and those at the scene were boiling with excitement; other than screaming and shouting, they didnt even know how else to react. . The match had just reached its twentieth second and almost everyone had already forgotten that they were watching a team match. The audience roared in unison. Lord Four! Lord Four! Next! Tyrons eyes seemed to contain the gaze of death. When he chose his next target, the other party would even involuntarily feel frightened. Because the winged Tyron who was fighting at high altitudes was just like someone from another species that didnt experience joy or sadness, and that pair of dark golden eyes werepletely cold and emotionless as they gazed across. He swooped down in the air and easily caught his next target by the throat, pulling out his opponents spear and using it to nail him directly to the floating mechanical city. As the rings around the mechanical city turned rapidly, Tyron dexterously folded up his wings and dropped, leaving unscathed. And the rings continued to turn, crushing his enemy directly into a white light along with their aircraft! Lord Four! The malementator shouted, Are you the motherf*cking War God in the sky?! The apuse was thunderous and the audience at the scene had turned into a boiling crowd of excitement. . Tyron pulled out a steel wire with one hand, and tied the other end to the mechanical city. As coders next team member fell into Tyrons eyes, thetter flew out in a beautiful arc that was as graceful and elegant as a swallow flying through the rainCCand cruelly strangled the enemy by the throat with the steel wire. This is the third one to be out of the game! The femalementator screamed, Hes absolutely invincible in aerialbat! The fighting power of Lord Four in the air has already broken through the limit! Tyron pulled on the steel wire and thrust his dagger into the core of his opponents flying equipment as easily as ughtering an animal strapped to the chopping board. The third ray of white light flew away. Tyron removed his opponents sword. The narrow, snow-white de was dripping with its original owners blood. He flicked the sword gently, shook out his wings, and held the sword out horizontally as he dived towards the opposing teams fragmented formation. War God! The malementator pped the table in excitement and shouted, Kill! so badass~ Ch24 - War God Of Aerial Combat

Chapter Ch24 - War God Of Aerial Combat

trantor: xiin editors: bear & Pyromancer Oh yeaaaah! Lord Four! War God! The audience kept screaming, creating wave after wave of endless cheers. Everyone was in an extreme frenzy. Thementator couldnt help but shout loudly, Next! Whos next! Who else dares toe up?! . At this time, let alone the audience, even the yers on the map were shocked and practically didnt know how to respond. It had only been a minute since the match started, but Lord Four had already gone and sent two people back home, and three others out of the gameCChe dove, glided, broke into the mechanical city, and then came out again to continue the massacre without stopping at all! There was no room for others to intervene at all; the situation on the map had already reached a point of no return! Now, the three remaining people from the Coder Team were in a triangle formation. Faced with Tyron, they had already lost all confidence. What they could see: Tyron rushed up with a sword in hand, his wings spread wide like a wild bird of prey, swooping towards them without mercy. . Tyron rolled sideways, his left wing lifting slightly before he turned in the air, the snow-white light from his sword creating two perfect spirals in mid-airCC In just one round of confrontation, the other sides defense disintegratedpletely. Then, he shed past the enemys ranks, reopened his wings, and flipped back again, leaving behind the enemys failed attack spell in the ce where he had just been Tyrons eyes did not fluctuate at all as his left hand moved slightly, holding Deep Silence in a reverse grip. In the next moment, the whole world turned upside down. CCThe cold light from the sharp edges of the des were like a wild storm, like a fierce wave that could sweep everything away, like a dragon made of lightning in the sky; nobody could stand unaffected in the face of such power. Not even the audience was removed from the scene! They were in awe of the elusive sword lights, just like they were in awe of Tyrons tremendous fighting ability. Oh my god! 28 hitbo, a full 28 hits!! The malementator clutched at his hair and cried out like his worldview had copsed, What does it mean to add wings to a tiger!? This is it!! Lord Four with wings is simply not human! Lord Four, youre inhuman!!! Not only are those three from Coder unable to block him, even if there were ten people, they wouldnt be able to stop him! Lord Four was born to be the king of aerialbat. He deserves to be called the War God of the sky! . At the end of the game, the members of the Seven Kills Team were all watching in silence. In fact, towards the end, they were fully capable of stepping in and taking away one or two of Coders headsCCbut doing so wouldnt be helping Lord Four. Instead, they would simply be snatching away his kills! No one doubted that Lord Four could carry out this massacre to the end. So, Seven Kills chose to stand to one side and wait for Lord Four to obtain thepetitions most difficult and terrible achievementCC [Taking Down Ten With One]. This achievement was also was nicknamed byizens as: I am a one-man army! I can beat ten people! Confirmed as a god in a single battle! Three thousand miles in a single battle, a single sword to represent a million soldiers The fighting power of five masters ... and so on. . By the time the contestants returned to the stage, the morale of the two teams had changed dramatically. The public screen was full ofments, Celebrating the War God as the newly crowned defender! Because the audiences reactions were so enthusiastic, even thementators and the host was immersed in the excitement for a long time and couldnte to their senses. The director had to temporarily add an extra three minutes of half-time break. In the meantime, Tyron slowly pulled himself back from the state of being a killing machine. Amidst the cheers, he was as mysterious as ever as he silently stepped down from the stage. That was all he did, but the femalementators voice was weak, My god, Lord Four is too cool. Hes really an iceberg male god~ yingyingyingying. Who can make him smile a little? Surely even the Arctic cier can be melted, right? Malementator: ... I dont understand your lovestruck world. The malementator looked back at the audience. As a result, all he could see on the public screen was: Its the iceberg War God! Lick, lick lick! Heavens, Ive watched Lord Four y ever since he startedpeting! I started licking as early asst month! Dont stop me, Im going to save the whole world! If Im lucky enough to marry Lord Four in the next life, I wille back and send red envelopes! See you allter! Malementator: ... Sorry, I was wrong. I dont understand this world. . Off-stage. Tyron was silent only because he was recalling the years when he was an angel of ughter. He went into the contestants lounge and washed his face, then returned his thoughts to the present. CCJust now, he had really been a little high from killing. Tyron slowly washed his hands and exhaled deeply. At that moment, someone knocked from outside the door. It was Qian Sheng, the coach of Seven Kills. Lord Four? Tyron: Mm. The coach spoke carefully, Um, Lord Four. The next match is starting in a minute. I came to see if you can go easy on the next match. Can you? Tyron: Are you sure? This... Qian Sheng said, Generally speaking, there are some hidden rules in thepetition. If one side has too much of an advantage and a situation arises where one side can absolutely crush the other, they would deliberately go a little easier on their opponents so that they dont lose too badly. In other words, even the coach felt that there was no suspense for the next match. The question now was whether to let their opponents win with a little decency, or tear their pants off and have them lose shamefully. Tyron thought for a moment and said, I can agree to that. And for the bonus I promised, how about doubling the bonus from the previous match? The next game will be business as usual, but I hope you can give them a little face. Say, er... The coach spoke guiltily, For example, if an opponent could be dealt with in ten seconds, can you use an additional ten seconds? Tyron nodded. ...... Ten seconds plus ten seconds. Later on, these twenty seconds became famous. Of course, they didnt know that at the time. . It was now time for both teams to start the randomized selection for the next matchs map and mode. By now, the Coder Teams morale had already hit rock bottom. They were a young team, and their mental states were not as stable as older yers. When they yed well, they were fearless in the face of challenges, but when they performed badly, it became even more difficult for them to recover. The captain of the Seven Kills Team was even afraid to step forward and offer words offort, for fear of stimting their fragile hearts. It didnt take long for the results of the draw toe out. Randomized mode: Node upation. There were a total of three upation points on the map. The timer would start as soon as a contestant stepped inside, and the node would be upied after the counter reached thirty seconds. Of course, the node could be taken away by the opposing team, and it could also be snatched back. It could also change hands back and forth unlimited times. When the game timer ended, the team who upied more nodes would win. Randomized map: Lotus Leaf Cloister. This was a supersized, extremelyplex series of covered walkways set over a water map. The corridors were covered in blue tile with red railings, extremely reminiscent of the ancient Chinese ssical style. The cloister was divided into four main sections, forming a crossroad in the middle, and there were three other intersections that doubled as the upation points. The map was very open, and yers could see everyone elses positions at a nce. . When the match started, the captain of Seven Kills said to Tyron, Lord Four, well definitely upy Node A first, then leave Node C for the other side. Whats your n...? Tyron made a sound of acknowledgement, then said calmly, Ill go ahead and take a look. What he meant by take a look was to walk along the corridors at a leisurely pace. He didnt hide, his movements rxed andfortable as though he was enjoying a vacation. At this time, both teams had upied their respective nodes and were at Node A and Node C. They looked nervously towards the middle and watched as Lord Four walked towards Node B on his own. The thirty second countdown began. The lips of the people from Coder twitched. They discussed it for a while, and then when Node C was theirs, they immediately set offCCto upy Node A. Malementator: Ohhh, oh my god! This match is really unexpected and marvelous! This is the first time Ive seen a team split into a five-one formation. Femalementator: It might be a five-one formation for others, but for Seven Kills, this is called the one-five formation. Lord Four has to be mentioned first. The malementator couldnt helpughing as he continued, This is also the first time that Ive seen a team avoid a single opponent and specifically choose to attack a five-person group. Femalementator: Theyre afraid of being blown up by a nuclear bomb! . Coder avoided Node B like they were avoiding a nuclear bomb and went straight to Node A. They didnt even leave anyone behind to guard their Node C, and it seemed that they wanted to first upy two nodes as quickly as possible. There was an extraordinary group battle between the two teams as they met in the middle. While the malementator narrated the group war, the femalementators focus was still on Lord Four. She said, Hahahaha, Lord Four is really rxed! Hes heading to Node C! Its over, Coder wont be able to keep their home node! Tyron went to Node C, stood there for thirty seconds, and upied the node. At this point in time, the two teams were still engaged in the group battle in the middle. Tyron appeared extremely bored once again, staring at the lotus flowers beneath the walkways as he spaced out for a while. While Tyron was in a daze, the public screen was filled with: Lord Four is so handsome! Lick, lick, lick! Lord Four must be setting up an ambush! He definitely has some set-up that we cant understand! A little whileter, Tyron received a notification from the system that if no action was taken within ten seconds, he would be considered as throwing the game, andzily headed towards the Coder Team. Two corridors away, as soon as Coder saw Tyron moving towards them, they acted as if they had seen a nuclear warhead flying their way and immediately turned around to head down another path. Tyron: ... Femalementator: Hahahaha, Lord Fours deterrence factor is absolute! Shouldnt Coder at least give it a shot before running away? The malementator said rather helplessly, This is Node upation. If a single person guards the pass, ten thousand people still wouldnt be able to get through! That node basically belongs to Seven Kills now. Coder wants to focus on snatching the other two nodes. Femalementator: But this will still be a difficult fight for them. If Coder splits up, they might not necessarily be able to take down the node that Seven Kills is defending. But if they dont split up, theyll simply tire themselves out running back and forth between the other two nodes. . Ultimately, Coder did not split their team, and the end result was just as the femalementator had predicted. They were unable to keep a firm hold of the remaining two nodes. ...... They refused to encroach on Lord Fours territory no matter what! As a result, when Tyron truly became too bored, he suddenly put on a burst of speed without any warning and charged towards the Coder Team straight-on. Coders first reaction was to scramble around, then detour one after another and run away. This startled the malementator, Ohhh my god, what the hell is this situation! When Tyron caught hold of Coders slowest member, their support, the other party seemed to have already given up, staring at Tyron with a pair of dead fish eyes. Tyron: ... Cant you resist a little? Hello! Tyron used all the methods he could think of to take it easy on him for precisely twenty seconds before finally letting him off gracefully and taking his life. Audience: Hahahahaha what the heck, I dont need to run faster than Lord Four, I just need to run faster than my teammates! Lord Four! Actually! Yawned! Heavens, it feels like its time to sleep... Ch25 - Taking Down Ten With One

Chapter Ch25 - Taking Down Ten With One

trantor: xiin editor: bear Coders strategy was actually quite effective because the map offered very high visibility. They simply ran around to avoid Lord Four, and the probability of them losing one of their team members was greatly reduced. While Lord Four was taking a stroll, they were essentially on the same level of fighting power as Seven Kills. They managed to engage in a total of three brilliant group fights during the second match. And then they only lost by a very decent 20 points. Despite the 2-0 score, the audience gave them a very warm round of apuse. . Compared to the first match, the second match finally seemed a bit more like a teampetition. Tyron enjoyed his vacation for the entire game, and only spent a total of twenty seconds ying seriously. The audience was very understanding about this. And they left messages about it one after another: Every time a new War God is crowned, they are usually treated like a nuclear bomb during the next match... We call this kind of match the War God Pension Match. Exactly, exactly. Two years ago, when Vantico was crowned as a god, he was left out cold on the bench for a full two months. Nobody dared toe out and fight him when he came out for teampetitions. What the hell is a pension hahahaha! My Lord Four is at the peak of his life, handsome enough to break the sky. How could he be getting a pension! . A few momentster, the host came up to ask the captains from both teams for their postpetition remarks. Coders captain picked up the microphone but didnt know what to say. After all, he was still quite young and thin-skinned. After having lost, he didnt know how to justify it to the audience. The captain of Seven Kills kills took the initiative to walk over, then reached out and said, It was a wonderful game. Thank you. I still remember when I first stood on thispetition stage seven years ago, we lost in the final sixteen and I was a crying messCCHahahaha, its already been seven years, and now its time for a new generation of young yers. I wish you all a bright future! Coders captain looked at him and blushed, touched, then said, Thank you, senior. We will continue to work hard! The two of them both showed relieved and proud smiles at the same time, and raised their hands. The roar of thunderous apuse from under the stage was the audiences thank you for the brilliant match. . Right then, the directors instructions came to the hosts earpiece, Quick, quickly seize the opportunity! Ask Lord Four for his details. Our ratings are currently at thest peak! The host hurriedly turned to Tyron, smiling as she asked, Congrattions to Lord Four for being confirmed as a god with one battle. Is there anything Lord Four would like to say to the audience? The microphone was then aimed towards Tyron. Hahahaha! Puppy, youre guys are still too young! Ive known for a long time that Lord Four is that cool! My male god is an iceberg, and hes just that unreasonable! So far, Lord Four has only ever said No to us hahahahaha [cant help but cry loudly after talking]~ . The malementator also picked up the topic, Lord Four really hasnt shown any bit of the expected excitement from winning. Does he really have to be so unmoved by honor or disgrace! Youre a man who has just been confirmed as a god! If it was me, believe it or not, I would immediately put on a grass skirt and dance the h for the audience!!! Femalementator: In fact, if he asionally showed some excitement, the audience would find it cute, and it wont affect his manly aura at all! Of course, Im only talking about handsome men on the same level as Lord Four. But Lord Four simply wasnt excited. He just kept that calm iceberg expression on his face as he stepped down from the stage and left. Ah, those in the audience felt like concubines from that era who were looking forward to the arrival of their emperor and experienced the poignant feeling of thirty-six years of invisibility. While they were eagerly looking forward to the next time Lord Four would respond to his fans, they also watched with tears in their eyes as Seven Kills coach, Qian Sheng, began to answer the reporters questions. Audience: Lord Four was gone, and now a Mediterranean fatty hade up, but it seemed that they could at least listen to some gossip about Lord Four. They might as well stay here and listen. . They heard a reporter ask: Coach Qian! Can you please clear up a legacy question? Exactly what is Lord Fours tactics? They came straight to the main point as soon as they started! The audience instantly became interested. And then, the coach answered, Oh, Lord Fours tactics... He fell into a state of contemtion in the middle of the sentence. The audience waited nervously. Thats how it is. The coach finished speaking, picked up his ss of water and immersed himself in drinking. ...... The audience wanted to rush up and beat him to death! Fortunately, before they could put thoughts into action, the coach finally put down his ss and said, As you know, our team holds a lot of practice matches every day. They are normally held on a practice server that is specifically set up between the clubs. Everyone would randomly match up against each other to spar and learn from each other. The reporters and audience nodded. The coach continued, Lord Fours tactics is basically to allow the other team to see Lord Four right from the start. Reporter: And then? Coach: And then the opposing team will pull out on their own. Hahahahahahahaha. Everyone: ... WhatCtheCf*ckC?! So Lord Four was already well known on the practice server, and had already reached the nuclear bomb level there?! That was simply awe-inspiring. Even the reporter was stunned and could only continue to ask two secondster, What if the other team doesnt retreat? Then we just let Lord Four take the lead. The coach said, As for what happens after, thatll be disclosed next time, hahahaha! After the coach finished speaking, he slipped away before anyone could hit him, moving as though the soles of his feet had been coated with grease. Audience: ... Among them, Victors curious tumor roommate was saying tearfully, Ah! Vic! Im really going to die ahhhhhh! What exactly are Lord Fours tactics? You have to remember to burn incense and tell me when youe to sweep my tomb next year! . After this round ofpetition, Lord Fours personal page on the official website was updated with a new technique. In addition to the previous explosive speed (attack/movement), an extremely rare and broad aerialbat technique had been added. Also, under the name Lord Four, there was now a glittering golden frame that showcased officially certified achievements. It was titled Glorious Achievements: Achievements: [Taking Down Ten With One] 1170th A-League Competition, Top Four Semifinals, 1st Round Aerial Combat. Wiped out the entire opposing team alone. The image that apanied the achievement was not a screenshot. It was still photo taken from the front: Lord Four in a standing posture as he came out on the map with his wings spread open. Because of the high altitude, his hood had been blown open by the wind, and the dark golden eyes above his mask were as clear as gemstones as he looked down indifferently at the people beneath his feet. CCHe was as arrogant as an emperor and as cold and cruel as a god. None of them knew how many times princes and kings had been beneath the master assassins de, nor did they know that he had once confronted all kinds of gods. All they knew was that other than him, there was nobody else who had such an aura. . There were two threads ofments in thement section below the official page. One was Saluting to congratte Lord Four on bing a god with one battle!, which was dedicated to celebrating this glorious achievement. After obtaining this amazing achievement, not only had the audience who had been present, but also many fans of thepetition circle flocked over as soon as they could, extending the thread and leaving thousands ofments within the first hour. His performance this time would almost certainly be broadcasted on mainstream media, which would catch the attention of non-e-sportpetition circle enthusiasts. It could be imagined that this thread would be longer and longer, and it was estimated that it would reach at least 10,000 posts. Another thread in thements section was Wuwuwu, exactly what are Lord Fours tactics, which was specifically set up for patients affected with curiosity cancer toin, cry, copse and die during the early, middle, andte stages of their illness. In addition to the above twoment threads that were strictly monitored to ensure they stayed on topic, the rest of thements section was filled with a variety of different topics. For example: Why do you hurt my young heart like this! Its bad enough that the War God is a noble, cold iceberg and even if we cant hear him speak, Im already happy that I can lick the screen! Who couldve known that the coach would be such. a. cheap. bastard! And there were also these: I really want to y a match with Lord Four, hehe, Ill hug five golden thighs, and we dont need to fight group battles. Well just purposely go and bully Lord Four. We can lose the group fight, but Lord Four must die. Hehehehe~ There was even a reply to that particrment: Ahhhhh If youre able to ambush Lord Four, youll be able to die with no regrets! Question! While Lord Four is surrounded, can I secretly take off his mask? Can I secretly take off his clothes? Can I secretly feel up his abs? In a certain thread, there was someone who said, I really want to see Lord Fours true appearance! Really, Lord Four is always wearing either a hood or a mask and has never shown his face. Well, they were done for now. This thread had already be a suicide tower for the curiosity cancer patients to hang from. Ah, Im going to die. What exactly are Lord Fours tactics... What exactly is Lord Fours true appearance... Next time, if Qian Sheng still doesnt answer the question, I will go by myselfte at night, quietly, sneakily, hang myself at the entrance to the Seven Kills club! . However, even the coach himself now wanted to hang himself at Lord Fours door. What should I do! Lord Fours tactics or something is basically all nonsense. I never even gave you any specific tactics, Lord Four! Now, Im riding a tiger and having a hard time getting off, wuwuwu Lord Four, save me! The coach hade to plead for help from Lord Four. ... Tyron said, Figure it out yourself. Coach: Lord Four, you have to save me! Lord Four, during that match with the fog in the forest, how did you know where the other team was? Also, also, even before that, I watched the match between you and Lu Chaofan. How did you manage to hit him so urately on the head while he was hidden? Tyron: Experience will help develop intuition. Coach: ... Lord Four, you must be kidding me. You were able to find your opponent in a situation where you couldnt see anything, and youre telling me that it was intuition? How many matches would it take, no, how many years would it take to develop that level ofbat intuition? The coach took a more circuitous approach and asked, Then, Lord Four, where did you practice so many matches before, and how long have you been ying for? Do you have some sort of hidden identity? How could such a powerful assassine out of nowhere all of a sudden without any trace of fame? If it had been Victor who asked so many questions in a row, Tyron might have been in the mood to exin things to him, but... Two secondster, Tyron looked at the coach and said, It requires talent. You can just forget about it. Coach: ... Howe he seemed to have heard you foolish mortals behind those words? a quick user experience question for CG readers C do you use nightmode to read? do you have any suggestions on what kind of color scheme/font size options/font types (basically any kind of thoughts) on what could make reading on the site easier for you? were trying to improve CG to make it better for you guys, so any feedback would be great <3 Ch26 - Kabedon

Chapter Ch26 - Kabedon

trantor: xiin editor: celtic The next day, the atmosphere at the Seven Kills club was both joyous and tense. Seven Kills would be facing the finals in a weeks time. The semifinals among the top four were now going through theirst match, and the winning team from that match would be the teampeting with Seven Kills for the final championship. Therefore, Seven Kills was currently celebrating the fact that they had locked in their position in the top three in thepetition while also continuing their training under pressure. Although they were a veteran team, they hadnt shown such an outstanding performance in a long time. Thest time they had won the Team Competition Championship was six years ago, during the second year after their captain and previous core had joined the team. That had been their most brilliant period. Now, Lord Fours addition to the team allowed them to experience the same brilliance from that time, and they were full of hope about being able to step into the champion position once again. . When Victor walked into the club, he was met with this kind of energetic and passionate training atmosphere. He had specifically chosen toe over during the lunch break, and as a result, he saw that Tyron had gone straight to the lounge to wash his face as soon as he stepped out of the virtual training ground. In fact, he didnt have to do such a troublesome thing. Now, many young people liked to use the systemmand Clean, but it was different for Lord Four. He never did thatCC Lord Four was very much like the kind of old antique who had very limited interest or goodwill towards new technology. He often chose to walk instead of drive and would read books rather than browse the inte. He was also used to dealing with small matters personally using his own power. After seeing him act this way many times, Victor gradually began to feel that these habits of Tyrons gave him a certain mystery and charm. CCEven Tyrons attitude when he read was different from others, from the way he lowered his eyes to the way his index finger lightly touched the edge of the paper, it carried a unique ssical vor. The feeling was like seeing a noble, aristocratic prince that had juste out of a painting. It was so elegant and beautiful that people could suffocate from it! Victor felt that, based on this point alone, Lord Four simply did not appear to be a modern man. . Of course, these characteristics of Lord Four asionally made others feel that he was very adorable. For example, right now, Victor was talking about the licensing authorization for his online avatar, Mr. Odin, its like this. Because our contract hasnt yet expired, you can still authorize me to continue acting as your legal representative. Yesterday, people from came to look for me, wanting to obtain the licensing rights for your avatar. I think this is a good opportunity. What do you think? You can call me by my name. Tyron said. Then, after two seconds of silence, Tyron added, What is this avatar licensing authorization? Victor said, It allows them to make virtual models based on your image and then use them for videos and games. has already made thirteen installments of simtedpetitive games based on the A-League, and they are all basically very popr. At least 96% of the yers in the A-League will give them permission to use their avatar. Not only is it a good source of ie, its also a very good channel for publicity. Use my image to make apetitive game? Arent I originally already inside a virtual game? Tyron thought about it, then continued, I dont quite understand this process. Victor raised his head and looked up, catching Tyron as he pondered for a while, his eyebrows drawn together in a slight frown, his dark golden eyes showing a rare degree of seriousness and confusion. Victor: ... Argh, my male god is so cute Im going to die! A life-sized model of Lord Four. ... Tyron looked at the copy of himself, and his eyes widened slightly. Victor blushed a little and said, Last time, after you gave me permission, I thought about giving it a try and making a model myself. Its not very borate yet, but I wanted to bring it out and show it to you. This model was basically the ssic image of how Lord Four appeared on the field. He wore a hooded mask, and had his dagger and short sword, coolly standing there motionless with both arms folded over his chest. If its s A-League game series, it basically lets the yer y as a club manager or something. You will appear in the game as an NPC, and the yer can try to invite you to join their club, or they can buy or rent you out in the transfer market... Buy? Rent? Tyron repeated his words, Buy me? Victor couldnt hold back his smile as he said, Theyre buying the contract for the NPC Lord Four in the game. After theyve purchased it, they can put NPC Lord Four in their team and bring him along to participate in thepetitions. yers will be able to set up tactics and givemands during the matches, but the details of how that will work will depend on how sets up the fourteenth installment of the game. Tyron chewed on this for a while and finally understood. Thats quite interesting. . Tyron turned his gaze back to the model that Victor had made and tried to reach out and touch it. He was really able to pinch a strand of his choppy hair. He then tried to remove his hood, but the moment he took it off, the model shed and the hood was on his face once again. The model without a hood hasnt been made yet, so it cant be shown. Victor said, This way, you dont have to worry about your face getting exposed. Other than the hood, your mask and clothing cant be removed either. Certain yers would probably be extremely disappointed, heehee. Victor opened up themand menu as he spoke, then chose the daggers drawn action. The arms on the model of Lord Four moved, taking the short sword and dagger out of their sheaths and holding them in his hands. This kind of high-tech ck science had really created entertainment technology that was beyond the capabilities of worlds based on swords and magic. Tyron thought in his heart, you interster people really know how to y, while he continued to y with themand menu and watch as he performed all sorts of pre-set actions. He flipped to the end of the menu, then saw a term he didnt recognize: Kabedon. Tyron gave it a try, and the model suddenly moved. The model walked over and pressed close to Victor, pushing him all the way to a corner and then held his hands up! Victor: ... Argh!!! Innocent little Vic was shot at while lying down. He didnt have enough time to react and was instantly pressed against the wall. He curled pitifully into a ball, then looked up at the model of Lord Four before turning his head to nce at the real Lord Four. ...... Tyron looked at this position, thought for a second, and then understood what kabedon meant even without having it exined to him. So this kind of gesture was called kabedon? . Victor finally managed to cancel the systemmand and extricated himself. His face was red with embarrassment as he repackaged the model and tied it up with a bow before stuffing it back into his online storage. That, thats it. Victor said, If you agree to let private businesses buy your licenses, will start making the model and put it into the game. The authorization fee that they offer to yers on the A-list is usually hundreds of thousands of dors, and the exact price depends on the person; by the way, your qualifications to join the A-list is already under reviewCCthe quota for A-list yers from the Earth District is very limited, so the process will be a little slower. Oh. This authorization can be granted. Tyron said, Private businesses can also make use of it. Youre really going to open it up!! Victor was instantly thrilled, Male god! This means that many people will be able to make videos and models and my circle of colleagues will be saved! Can I also post the videos that Ive made? There was a second of silence. Tyron revealed a smile, then suddenly reached out and pped his hand on the wall next to Victor. He leaned down to look at him. ... Little Vic, who was once again pinned up against the wall by a kabedon, shivered as he looked towards his male god. Tyron hooked his finger, What kind of videos did you make with me? Hand it over. And then, Victors expression was dazed and he didnt know why matters had progressed to him and his male god sitting together and watching the clips he had edited together to form a video of Lord Four. It was full of Lord Fours most handsome and magnificent scenes. ...... The next day, fans of Lord Four were pleasantly surprised to discover that his gentleman legal representative had issued a new statement. Lord Four had opened up the authorization for people to use his virtual image! Nonmercial licensing was free, and themercial licensing fee was 5% of the total profit. What did this mean? This meant that those with Kirin arms could start making images, models, MMD, and even independent games with Lord Fours avatar! The big creative masters who followed the e-sportspetition circle were shocked and ran off to spread the word. That night, many people burnt the midnight oil. Even if they didnt y video games, many people were interested in making portraits of Lord Four or other simr things. After all, Lord Four was this years e-sports circles hottest (and most handsome) news! Apart from the fuss that had been kicked up about the match-fixing which led to the suspension of the individual league tournament, he was now a legend that had be a god with a single match. Earth Districts official media had already specifically released over ten seconds of news focused solely on him. The official news had made it a point to congratte an e-sportspetitor! Did they understand what kind of concept this was?! Over the next two days, major video sites had arge portion of their site taken over by videos of Lord Four. At a nce, half of the hottest videos on their home pages were rted to Lord Four in some way. There were videos like this: Teaching you rats how to draw a golden-eyed handsome man. If Lord Four blesses me, Ill add 2200 points! And this: [MMD] Homemade model, Lord Four and Flower Blowers pas de deux And also this: Killing_Angels-Lord Four Centric MV, for (licking) personal (screen) satisfaction Indeed, this was the one that Little Vic made. . In addition, officials also released a trailer for the fourteenth installment of their game: The starting scene was dark as the camera was covered by a pair of dark wings. When the wings unfolded, Lord Four looked back towards the audience indifferently with his golden eyesCCAfter two seconds, the camera no longer showed Lord Four. Following that, the trailer showed all kinds of cool scenes that featured other yers. Scrolling Comments: Lick, lick, lick! A-League simtor, I choose you! Long live the War God! I already know the secret to winning Aerial Combat mode in this installment of the game! Lord Fours five initial attributes will definitely be at the A rank, and hell have an additional aerialbat expert talent. If Ive guessed wrong, Ill eat my keyboard! . However, ording to what has done in the past, the game would only be released after the A-League individualpetition and teampetition were bothpleted. Fans, e-sports followers and yers would all have to wait for another month before they could y the game. The time for the individualpetition to re-open wasing up soon, while the final showdown for the teampetition would take ce on Monday the following week. After the hosts enthusiastic and cheerful announcement, the two teamspeting for the championship of the teampetition stood together at the front of the stage. Seven Kills vs Heavens Inquiry. Ch27 - Team Competition - Tower Defense

Chapter Ch27 - Team Competition C Tower Defense

trantor: xiin editors: bear & celtic Earth District Team Finals. Seven Kills vs Heavens Inquiry. Although both names sounded appealing and pulled inspiration from ssical Chinese literature, the two teams pre-match deration went like this: Heavens Inquirys coach: Heavens intentions are difficult to perceive, but my life is in my hands and does not depend on fate! Seven Kills coach Qian Sheng: Ah? What is the Seven Kills Star, the greedy Sirius star? The reason our team is called Seven Kills is because our goal isCCblock our opponent at their resurrection point through bloody ughter! We can kill them seven times with six people, isnt Seven Kills more vicious than wiping them out six times?! ...... The hosts expression was too horrible to look at. Seven Kills old fans: We cant bear to think back on this shameful past, please let us die. The new people in the audience showed a myriad of confused faces. . Returning back to the story. Heavens Inquiry was also an old team. Their club had three long-established teams operating independently of each other at the same time. Every time the Team Competition came up, they would break up the three teams, bench the weakest yers, and form a team that consisted of the strongest yers that would thenpete as the Heavens Inquiry Team. Their club had implemented a high-level operating model, which was highlymercialized and based on individual performance. It was cruel but very effective. Therefore, the characteristics of Heavens Inquiry were: each individualsbat effectiveness was outstanding and they had a sense of team cooperation (after all, they came from team backgrounds), and relying on their personal strength to make up for theck of tacit understanding between the yers. Each of their yers was like a time bomb with an uncertain explosion time. They might suddenly break out with a series of extremely amazing moves, creating a sudden element of surprising behavior that could directly cause confusion amongst their opponents during a team battle. However, they have also suffered brutal defeat because two yers identally interfered with each other and created a marvelous counter-attacking opportunity for their opponents. That was to say, the teams fighting power could fluctuate so much that even their own coach had disparaged himself and said, The meaning behind the name Heavens Inquiry is drawing divination sticks every day to determine how to y the next match. In any case, the individuals strength was still there, and the lower limits for their performance wasnt low at all. Heavens Inquiry had always remained in the top four positions of the Earth Districts Team Competition, and even won the Leagues Championship seat in one stroke during thestpetition. . The yers attracted cheers from the crowd, and thementators switched on their mics. Malementator: Our Heavens Inquiry Team has had a fresh infusion of new blood. They really have fresh faces every year. Of course, the same is also true for Seven Kills. This year, the performance of their Lord Four has been very outstanding. Femalementator: Their core tactics are also centered around Lord Four. As soon as Lord Four takes down their opponents core, or manages to remove two of their opponents yers from the fight, the fastest moving scourge knight will force a team fight so that they can begin to umte advantages. . Heavens Inquiry: (Main tank, Commander) Dragon Druid, (Healer) Priest, (#1 DPS) Bounty Hunter, (#2 DPS, Crowd Control) Nightmare Knight, (#3 DPS) Ash Lord, (Free Position), Blood Mage. Malementator: This time, Heavens Inquirys lineup is really violent, its a little scary. Other than their priest healer, almost everyone else can upy a DPS position. Femalementator: Among their neers, the dragon druid can take on dragon form at any time, allowing him to be invincible for the next twenty seconds. The ash lord is very rarely seen and is a profession that can summon the undead. Other than the neers, there are also the team members who were part of the previous championship lineup: priest, bounty hunter, nightmare knight... Theres also another neer that you missedCCtheir blood mage. The malementator said, The blood mage can DPS, tank, and even heal. Their position is very flexible, and well only know what role theyll take up once the match starts. . The audience was also buzzing with discussion. Meanwhile, the captains from both sides had already shaken hands amicably. The results of the draw for the first round came out. Randomized mode: Tower Defense. This was a very ssic mode. Both sides had a base in front of their resurrection point, and the team that was able to break their opposing teams base would win. The base would continuously send out a stream of small troops that would split up along three paths and push forward. The small troops would provide vision for their yers, and also assist with attacks. In this mode, yers could resurrect infinitely. They only needed to wait 15 seconds after death and would automatically be returned to the resurrection point behind the base. Randomized map: Land of Skeletons. It was a gloomy map. Other than the open area in the center, the rest of the map was basically a forest. . When the thirty-second countdown ended, both sides set out from their respective resurrection points and headed towards the middle. It could be seen that all of the members from both teams were now heading towards the center of the map along the middle road. Malementator: It seems that both sides want to fight a group battle right from the start. Indeed, the two teams were moving forward at a uniform speed, meeting in the center of the middle road. They looked at each other across a shallow stream. Suddenly, the dragon druid from Heavens Inquiry used his ultimate move without saying a word, transforming into a gigantic red dragon! At the same time, their nightmare knight immediately followed suit and used his ultimate move. The skill mind control shot towards their opponents. Femalementator: My god! They used their big skills right away! Heavens Inquirys dragon druid and nightmare knight... Theyre too violent! Seven Killsuncher was still attacking, but suddenly fell under their control! What a great opportunity! The dragon druid is going to use its dragon breath! The femalementator yelled, Hes definitely about to spray! . Sure enough, the dragon druids red dragon used a dragon breath. Instantly,rge raging mes dropped from the sky, and the site turned into a scene from purgatory as it applied and damage to everyone. Theuncher from Seven Kills had just been controlled and was the first to turn into a white stream of light. Their main tank immediately used his ultimate move, Saintly Rulers Shield to withstand the dragons wing strike; following that, the scourge knight tried to pull the other teams priest over, but Heavens Inquirys blood mage didnt seem to value their life as they stepped forward to block the move. They were then pulled to the middle of the fight. Instantly, all of Seven Kills DPS focused fire on the blood mage, and in two short seconds, the blood mages HP had almost emptied out. But the blood mage directly sacrificed themselves (self-exploded) and used their death to simultaneously cause arge amount of damage over a wide area. The attack insta-killed the squishy puppet master. Malementator: Seven Kills lost two of their DPS! Heavens Inquiry has only lost a blood mage, but the time limit for their red dragon transformation is about to run out. Who will Seven Kills prioritize to deal with first? Femalementator: We can see that Lord Four has made a beeline for Heavens Inquirys main group! . All of this took ce over a mere few seconds. Even if thementators had plugins, they wouldnt have been able toment on it all. By now, Tyron had already shot forth like a meteor into the rear of Heavens Inquirys formation. Heavens Inquirys dragon druid, blood mage, and bounty hunter were all at the front line dealing with Seven Kills while the priest healer was at the back, protected by the ash lord and the team of undead that had been summoned to protect her. To Tyron, the speed of those undead creatures was as slow as the movements of a snail. He moved leisurely through the white bones and pounced on Heavens Inquirys priest! At this time, the ash lord waved to create a bone shield around the priest, allowing the priest to withstand Tyrons first attack, and then unhesitatingly followed up with a bone wall that blocked Tyron from the priest. What a beautiful move! The malementator shouted, This series of moves was too decisive and amazing! The priests life has basically been saved! As soon as his voice fell, they saw Tyron kick off from the bone wall and flip his body over to attack the ash lord. The ash lord moved all of the undead he had summoned to protect himself, and for a time, the white bones surged forth like a wave. However, Tyron simply stepped on the pile of bones, his figure moving like a flying swallow towards the woods nearby. The ash lord only had enough time to look back before he was suddenly pulled up, flying out of the circle of protection that his undead providedCCJust now, when Tyron had passed by, he had twisted a steel wire around his skull! The ash lord flew into the woods and turned into a stream of white light two secondster. ...How amazing, my dear lord. The malementator was startled as he said, You dare to stop me from killing the priest? Then youll have to pay for it with your own life! . Heavens Inquirys priest had just experienced a thrilling escape from disaster and was now on the back of their dragon druids dragon form as she cast Holy Lights Embrace, a skill that raised the blood volume of the remaining Heavens Inquirys team members. By this time, two of the six Seven Kills members had fallen. Other than Tyron, there were the two tanks who were no longer at full health, and their support. Heavens Inquiry had lost their blood mage and ash lord. The dragon druids transformation ended, and hended behind the rest of the Heavens Inquiry Team with the priest. Right after, Tyron appeared like a ghost, leaping down from the air without sparing the dragon druid a single nce. He made use of the powerful force of impact to directly nail his two sharp des into the priests chest. The priest turned into a streak of white light, but at the same time, a figure emerged from the white lightCC It was the priests soul. The soul couldnt be attacked at all, but it could administer heals to its teammates and would disappear after five seconds. The priests soul acted as though nobody was nearby and directly healed the three remaining members of Heavens Inquiry to full health before returning to the resurrection point. By now, Heavens Inquirys bounty hunter and Seven Kills scourge knight had already finished their fight, and both of them were sent back to their respective resurrection points. Seven Kills was left with their main tank, support and Lord Four, while Heavens Inquiry was left with their dragon druid and nightmare knight who had both already used up their ultimate moves. . Femalementator: Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, this is definitely targeted at Lord Fours style of y! The malementator followed up and said, The ash lord protected the priest the whole time, and the priest had a passive skill that allowed her to continue healing after she dies. Even if she was cut down by Lord Four right from the start, she would still be able to y a role in the team battle! Femalementator: Exactly. If the ash lord hadnt died first, he could have also revived the dead team members as skeletons. This is simply... It could be said that two of their big moves have been set up just for the sake of countering Lord Four! The twomentators became increasingly surprised as they thought about it, and the malementator spoke up again, For now, the dragon druid can temporarily take on the role of a healer while the nightmare knight can do crowd control. My god! Heavens Inquirys line-up clearly sends the message We arent afraid of losing members, Lord Four, if you have the ability, then face us straight on! Ch28 - Team Competition - Tower Defense 2

Chapter Ch28 - Team Competition C Tower Defense 2

trantor: xiin editors: bear & celtic In this wave of group fights, Heavens Inquiry sessfullyunched an unexpected attack on Seven Kills, but Seven Kills counter-attack had also been quite strong. Towards the end of the fight, the two sides still had a few members left: Seven Kills had their great shield warrior, goblin summoner and assassin; Heavens Inquiry had their dragon druid and nightmare knight. As both sides had already used their ultimate moves, the next step was for them to use basic attacks and exchange their health for their opponents. The great shield warrior was right at the front and ended up ground to death by the nightmare knight; after that, the nightmare knight was killed off by the goblin summoner, a support yer, and died with evesting regret. The dragon druid chased after the goblin summoner, but Tyronunched a sudden attack on him. He was caught off guard and disappeared. Malementator: Too 666666! Its impossible to see how Lord Four did it. The dragon druid is such a fleshy tank, but he still managed to drop half his health in an instant. How terrifying is that? Femalementator: Now that Heavens Inquiry has been wiped out, we can see that this wave of group fights resulted in Seven Kills victory. What will the remaining Seven Kills members, Lord Four and their support, choose to do? Will they push forward and grind down the bases health, or will they wait for the next group fight? Malementator: Lord Four is still moving forward! Hell soon step into Heavens Inquirys base! My god, could it be that he still wants to camp their resurrection point and abuse the spring even when facing opponents of this level? . Tyron didnt go in by himself this time. He had brought along the remaining goblin summoner. Summoner: Lord, Lord Four, do us two squishy yers really have to push on? As a support yer, Ive never been so fierce before, Im scared QAQ! Tyron: With me here, no one will be able to touch you. Summoner: ...... As, as a straight man, howe Im experiencing the feeling of having a powerful boyfriend? Tyron didnt pay any attention to what the summoner might be thinking. He put him in a corner and said, Wind goblin. The goblin summoner hurriedly summoned the wind goblin, watching as the little green goblin flew up to Tyrons shoulder and provided him with a speed increase. Malementator: Oh, this seems to be the first time that Lord Four has ever used the speed goblin. Femalementator: Lord Fours original speed was already fast enough, and he already has his own speed burst skills. Now that hes bringing a goblin alongCCis Lord Four going to fly up to heaven?! Malementator: Dont forget, Lord Four is the War God of aerialbat. If he really goes up into the sky, this game will be an Aerial Combat match and not Tower Defense... Femalementator: ... Im looking forward to it even more! . Ten secondster, the dead yers on both sides had been resurrected. They gathered together in front of their bases and prepared to continue pressing forward. Heavens Inquirys yers came out one after another. The dragon druid was at the front, followed by the nightmare knight, the bounty hunter, priest, blood mage, and finally the ash lord. Tyron ambushed from an unexpected position and nearly scared the audience to death. As the six of them were about to leave his sight, Tyron finally made his moveCC He didnt choose to attack the healer but instead pounced on Heavens Inquirys ash lord who was at the very end! The ash lord had no time to respond and was almost stabbed to death with a series ofbo hits. Fortunately, their priest reacted very quickly and sent over a heal with the flip of her hand, allowing the ash lord to survive with a sliver of health. The dragon druid didnt hesitate to cast a deceleration spell which Tyron avoided by a dangerously small margin. The six people from Heavens Inquiry all began to concentrate their attacks. Everyone thought that Tyron would be forced to retreat, but he pushed his way forward instead! He set foot on the ash lords bone wall and swept away the remaining sliver of health with a downward sweep of his sword. Taking advantage of the wall, he slipped into stealth mode and quickly disengaged from the battle. Immediately afterward, the nightmare knight cast a targeted skill. Polymorph. The male narrator was struck dumb with awe, Oh, my god!! Its a targeted ultimate move that has a one hundred percent chance ofnding! Heavens Inquiry, could you possibly be any more targeted against Lord Four?! . Targeted skills werepletely unavoidable and went into effect immediately. They could not be dodged, blocked, reflected, and so on. While he was getting away, Tyrons body suddenly sank down, and his body quickly transformed into that of a cheetah. He didnt turn his head to look back at all. The wind goblin on his shoulder shed at this moment, giving him an instantaneous speed boost, and he disappeared directly into the woods. The femalementator let out a sigh of relief, Fortunately, the polymorph transformation is random, and he was changed into a cheetah. If he had ended up polymorphed into a sheep or something, Lord Four would really have been in danger! Three ultimate moves, three whole ultimate moves were prepared for the sake of dealing with Lord Four. The malementator was speaking frantically, I really cant imagine what kind of grievances must exist between Heavens Inquirys coach and Lord Four?! . This was really quite a tricky situation. Polymorph was a very annoying spell because it couldnt be avoided, and yers couldnt dispel it themselves. They would only turn back into human form after taking damage, otherwise, they would lose their ability to attack for thirty seconds! ording to the coach, Thirty seconds? Let alone team battles, you could even have children during that time! After getting transformed into a cheetah, Tyron shuttled through the woods, carefully avoiding the vision that the little troops provided to his enemies, and finally arrived in front of his own goblin summoner. The summoner was stunned for a moment before recovering. He hurriedly cast and the polymorph effect was lifted. After Tyron regained his human form, he immediately turned around and headed back to the front lines. The summoner called out anxiously, Lord Four! Do you need me to follow you and help out? Although following him was dangerous, he might still be able to exchange his life for Lord Fours at a critical moment. You stay here, Tyron spoke without looking back. Protect yourself well. . Malementator: Heavens, Lord Four is so fierce! Hes going back toy in ambush on the path that Heavens Inquiry must take, but Heavens Inquiry has no clue! Femalementator: Heavens Inquiry still thinks that Lord Four is under the polymorph spell and in hiding. They never expected that Lord Four would have dispelled a thirty-second status effect so quickly and returned back to the battlefield... Malementator: Lets take a look at the results from this round of sneak attacksCC In fact, did they really need to wait for the results? The ash lord that Heavens Inquiry used to protect their back line had just died and been sent back, leaving them no choice but to put their fragile priest in the middle of their formation. Who was Tyron? He was someone who could extract the ash lord from amidst a pile of bones and kill him. He could ambush the card master and kill him while all five enemies were on guard. So far, as long as it was someone he set out to kill, up until now, there has been no such thing as him being unable to deal with his target. Very soon, the malementator shouted, The priest is done for! The priest really died... The femalementator excitedly picked up thementary, Removing the general will disable the army; this saying is meant for Lord Four! Heavens Inquirys healer is from their previous championship team, but when they run into Lord Four who specializes in killing healers, she still gets endlessly bullied... Malementator: Theres an innate ss restraint. Its bad enough if a priest meets an assassin, but if they encounter Lord Four, they might as well wash up and get ready to sleep! . Heavens Inquiry once again concentrated their attacks on Tyron, and he was only left with residual health when he returned to the goblin summoner. The summoner hurriedly healed him, then heard Tyron say, Go back to join the rest of the group. Theyre about to start looking for you. Summoner: Im not leaving! Lord Four, are you preparing to sacrifice yourself in order to stall for time? If Im there, you can at least take down four with the two of us, and create a huge advantage when the group battle begins. Tyron: ... Tyron picked up the summoner and brought him with him as he left, saying, Life and death are bothmon; dont take it too seriously. Return to the group. Ill go and harvest another one. The summoner suddenly felt that Lord Fours figure was like that of an assassin who had weathered bleak winds and cold waters. He was mysterious and cold, tragic and romantic! Summoner: Ah! Why do I feel like I often have tears in my eyes? Is it because Lord Four is so handsome that I feel like Im about to be bent?! . But their n was disrupted. On their way back, the two of them bumped into the dragon druid, bounty hunter, and blood mage. The nightmare knights ultimate move was still on cooldown, so he simply hadnte. The bounty hunter immediately used his ultimate move, a detection skill that was specifically used to find Lord Four. As soon as they saw that Lord Four hade out of polymorph so quickly, they had immediately realized that Seven Kills support was helping Lord Four. They decided toe over and kill the two of them first. Malementator: I can tell that today, Heavens Inquirys tactic is, we all share an absolutely irreconcble feud against Lord Four. Femalementator: What are they saying on the public screen? We can lose the group fight, but Lord Four must die? To fight against Seven Kills, first deal with Lord Four; if Lord Four isnt dead, Seven Kills will be invincible??? . At this time, the two sides had directly run into each other along the small path. There was a jarring sound and they broke out into fiercebat! Heavens Inquirys yers first focused fire on the goblin summoner, ignoring everything else. They pushed up their sleeves and went straight for the healer. Tyron also didnt hesitate,unching himself up in a gust of wind to perform a windmillbo. He didnt touch the ground at all as he took away Heavens Inquirys blood mages life before rushing towards the bounty hunter. By this time, Seven Kills summoner could no longer bring up his own health and was already in a precarious state. The bounty hunter gritted his teeth and continued to chase after the summoner! Femalementator: The summoner is done forCCtodays fights are too fierce! Fellow spectators, both sides are really fighting desperately for their lives! Even before she finished speaking, Tyron had spun around and appeared in front of the summoner at a speed that the eye couldnt catch, absorbing the bounty hunters attack skill with his arm and causing his own health to drop to a sliver. Femalementator: Oh my god! Lord Four blocked an arrow for him. What kind of reaction speed is this? The summoner is healing himself, once, twice, and his small life has been saved! After Tyron won time for the summoner, he was only left with a few dozen health points. Tyrons life could be considered as hanging by a thread as he went around the bounty hunters back. By now, the bounty hunters target had already switched to him, and another arrow was notched onto his bow. Malementator: The bounty hunter is about to get revenge! Revenge! Tyron was iparably cool-headed, his dark golden eyes fixed on the tip of the arrow that shed with cold death. In the next moment, the wind goblin on his shoulder shed. Tyron shot forward like a meteor and hit the arrow, the cold light from his sharp des seeming to cut through the sky, turning into pure white streaks. He broke through all obstacles and pierced through both his opponent and the arrow! Fast! It was so fast that it defied allparisons. Thementators didnt even have time to say a single word. It wasnt until the bow in the bounty hunters hands fell to the ground, his entire person turning into a white light that flew away that they were finally able to see the situation on the field once again. The malementator pped the table and shouted, This is the technique that Lord Four used during the Aerial Combat match! When his speed is raised up to its limit, a single attack can simultaneously pierce through all obstacles, including spells, arrows, and even the enemy themselves! Sure enough, the War God deserves to be called the War God. Next, whos next! Ch29 - Lord Four Is Mine!

Chapter Ch29 - Lord Four Is Mine!

trantor: xiin editors: bear & celtic The situation on the field suddenly reached a turning point. Tyron and the goblin summoner from Seven Kills were both left with red HP bars. Heavens Inquirys dragon druid suffered because he had already used his ultimate move. Even though he chased after the summoner for a good while, his DPS as a tank just wasnt high enough. Seeing as Tyron still had a thin sliver of HP left after killing the bounty hunter, he brazenly went after the dragon druid in order to get the summoner out of trouble. The dragon druid wasnt certain that he would be able to kill the summoner before he died and simply turned around. He resolutely rushed at Lord Four! Femalementator: My god, the druid is trying to retaliate against Lord Four. Will he seed?! It was already toote for Tyron to pull back. He was immediately caught up in a fight with the dragon druid, the two of them exchanging a round of skills. Tyron raised up and crossed the des he held in a reverse grip, at that moment, just when he nned to make a move that would end in both their deathsCC The summoner behind him made an abrupt decision and changed the wind goblin on his shoulder to a light goblin! In the instant that the light goblin appeared, it provided Tyron with a tiny heal; a truly negligible amount that was barely worth mentioning. Two secondster. The malementator had his mouth wide open as he gaped. Wow! Two health points, Lord Four has two health points remaining! The dragon druid didnt seed! This is simply forcing him to die with regret! The femalementator looked up to the heavens and sighed, then said sagely, Ah, one of the three big misconceptions in lifeCCI can retaliate. The dragon druid turned into a white light and flew away, leaving behind the summoner who had a red, double-digit HP bar, and Tyron, who only had 2 HP. Tyron turned his head back to nce at the summoner, then nodded to him and said, Well done. Summoner: ...... My life was really worthwhile! War God, are you short on leg essories? . After that, because Heavens Inquiry was in a state of chaos after being killed by Lord Four and the summoners two-man team, Seven Kills scored an overwhelming victory during the next group battle and were able to push the fight right up to Heavens Inquirys base. They were now one step away fromunching an attack on the base itself. Because of how close they were to Heavens Inquirys resurrection point, Heavens Inquirys entire team immediately gathered after resurrecting and fought desperately to hold the main entrance to the gate. Regrettably, Seven Kills was forced to retreat and wait for the next opportunity. It had been twelve minutes since the match started. The third wave of group battles was about to begin; Seven Kills was fierce as they pushed their way forward and engaged Heavens Inquiry at their bases entrance gate. The two sides exchanged two rounds of skills across the gate. This time, Seven Kills scourge knight was very precise as he grabbed Heavens Inquirys nightmare knight and pulled him out of the base. The nightmare knight died very tragically, shot through by countless arrows. Seven Kills seized the opportunity and pushed forward, forcing a group fight! Seven Kills great shield warrior used Saintly Rulers Shield and rushed into the base. . Even thementators were caught off guard. Heavens Inquirys back line had barely responded by the time Lord Four finished killing off their priest healer. The priests soul drifted into the sky once again and continued healing for the next three seconds. Tyron ignored the soul and turned back to pounce on Heavens Inquirys bounty hunterCCwho tenaciously tried to fight back, only to die another tragic death under Tyrons sword. Femalementator: Whos in charge of this War God? Hes ughtering like crazy in the back lines! Nobody could control him. Heavens Inquirys tactic to defend against Tyron was: The nightmare knight would control him first, and if he failed, the ash lord would build his bone wall and use his skeleton army for protection. If the protection failed, then just let the priest die, since she could continue healing after death. These three ultimate moves were specifically targeted at Lord Four, and their coach had been so stressed that his hair had turned white before he coulde up with this line-up. The basic idea was: Try to deal with Lord Four, and if they tried and failed, then topple over and let him kill. Well use the shameless we can still fight after we die method! . Sure enough, the ash lord who had survived raised his hand and used his ultimate move, sending it to the nightmare knight who had died right at the start. The nightmare knight rose as an undead and rejoined the group fight. Then, after the ash lord finished casting his big move and had no time to protect himself, Tyron jumped down from the bone wall and took his life. Commentators: Hahahaha, you must never give Lord Four the chance to catch you using an ultimate move, youll be cut to death in seconds! The nightmare knight used his ultimate move to control two people from Seven Kills and was almost killed by Seven Killsuncher in retaliation. The dragon druid rushed back to give the nightmare knight a heal, and then... Tyron seized the opportunity to deal with the dragon druid who was already at half health. Commentators: ... Lord Four is a human-shaped, self-propelled killing machine! Only two or three yers with red HP remained from both teams. Heavens Inquirys priests soul finally dissipated. Their blood mage fearlessly rushed towards Seven Kills main group and self-destructed again! There was the roar of an explosion, and the great shield warrior, who moved the slowest, dropped dead. Heavens Inquirys nightmare knight used this time to fight back and killed another yer before his own throat was shed by Lord Fours sword as he came and went like a shadow, perfectly harvesting his life. Femalementator: ...... There was nothing the twomentators could say. The malementator swept a hand over his face and said weakly, Heavens Inquiry has been wiped out, while Seven Kills Lord Four and support are still alive. . Tyron tried to attack Heavens Inquirys base and discovered that it had quite a significant amount of health. Everyone believed that since Seven Kills only had an assassin and support left, their DPS definitely wouldnt be high enough to take down the base before Heavens Inquiry resurrected. They estimated that Seven Kills would have to win another round of group battle before they could smoothly push into the base. The director of the broadcast was also very much at ease as he shifted the focus of the main lens towards Heavens Inquiry to show how they would regroup after their resurrection. The twomentators were still discussing, This match is truly brilliant. Heavens Inquirys ultimate moves have beening out one after another, and there have been many unexpected decisions during each encounter. Heavens Inquiry still has a chance to make aeback. Itll depend on whether or not they can break through Seven Kills strongest pointCCLord Four. Seven Kills line-up appears very excessive now. They were in a five-one formation the whole time, and at most, they would only give Lord Four a support. But Lord Four is abnormally strong; hes very difficult to beat no matter how much the other side targets him. If theyre too biased against him, theyll have no way to fight in the group fights, however, it also doesnt seem quite effective enough if they only target him at appropriate moments. This is simply... Suddenly! Halfway through their conversation! Heavens Inquiry received an alert from their base, informing them that only one-third of its health remained. Commentators: Wtf??? Audience: What happened? The director hurriedly cut the camera back and sawCC Oh no, Seven Kills assassin brought the summoner with him and went straight for the base! . In the past, when Lord Four dealt with his opponents, the audience was often only able to feel that his opponents were unbelievably fragile as they died and turned into streaks of white light under Lord Fours hands after one or two seconds. Because of this, they were unable to experience exactly how exaggerated Lord Fours attack speed wasCCno matter how impressive it was, it was only a difference of a few seconds. But this time, Lord Four was standing there attacking the base, and the bases HP volume was dozens of times higher than yers HP. Therefore, the audience could see that the bases HP bar was constantly flowing like water as it lost arge chunk of health with every second! The malementator copsed, Is he really a damned assassin? This god-like damage rate is practically the same as bringing an assault catapult to smash the base! Femalementator: Ahhhhh, Lord Fours hands are so fast we can only see the afterimages... The twomentators only had enough time to finish their respectivements and exchange a shocked nce before Heavens Inquirys base ran out of HP. Heavens Inquirys yers had juste out of their resurrection point, and it was already toote for them to save their base even if they could fly. The scene froze. Tyron slowly put away his daggers, his expression as calm as it always was whenever a match ended. The summoner behind him had a face full of confusion, and his expression seemed to say: Damn! Did I just steal in and take down a base?! The tower defense match ended in a way that caught everyone off guard. Seven Kills VS Heavens Inquiry, 1:0. The public screen: Im all muddled after watching Lord Four take down a base like this... Come on, lets all be collectively muddled. Fourier expansion muddled! Fiboni sequence muddled! . By the time the contestants returned to the stage, the audience had already prepared a big move! When Tyron stood still, most of the audience in one of the audience stands stood up and chanted in unison, Hubby, hubby, I love you~ After they finished chanting, they all began to giggle andugh. The host alsoughed along when he heard, holding the microphone and forgetting his prepared speech. Thementators wereughing so hard they could barely breathe, Are you all trying to make big news! The audience, who had spent most of the match discussing how to get on the news was still rowdy as they shouted out one after another: Lord Four is my husband! No way, male god belongs to all of us! You guys can have the male god because Lord Four belongs to me! And then! They started to argue amongst themselves! The Lord Four who fought in thest match is my husband! Hmph, I noticed Lord Four during the free-for-all battle! Mothers eggs! If you dont agree, thene up and fight! Whoever wins can have monkeys with Lord Four! You can have monkeys with Lord Four, Im going to make leopards! Tyron: ...... Geez, I dont understand you modern people. The host wasughing so hard he almost rolled sideways off the stage. His voice was quivering as he said, Everyone calm down hahahahaha! He clutched at the stage and finally remembered to follow procedure, sending the yers off-stage for the halftime break. . Victor was located next to that particr audience stand. After hearing his own male god being called husband by so many people, Victors mood was veryplicated. He also wanted to follow suit and shout out husband, okay?! But he was surrounded left and right by tall and sturdy men who were all shocked and puzzled as they stared with wide eyes at the wild fans in the audience stand next to theirs. Victor endured for a long time, his face turning red with the effort, but then he suddenly heard his roommate call out, Hahahaha! Lord Four is my husband! Instantly, Victor and all the men around them turned their heads at the same time! Their eyes were wide as they all stared! At his roommate! In shock! Victor held back for half a beat, then said, Hes mine! My husband! Roommate: Hahahaha, Little Vic, are you nning to be unfaithful to your husband? Im already pregnant with your child! Victor: ... You unfaithful man, you married your way in three months ago, but the fetus is six months old and youre still thinking about my Lord Four! Roommate: ...... Little Vic, you win. Ch30 - Team Competition - Survival Mode

Chapter Ch30 - Team Competition C Survival Mode

trantor: xiin editors: bear & celtic Victor was very dissatisfied. Although everyone was calling Lord Four husband, the one who was openly and honestly in contact with Lord Four, inviting Lord Four out, and chatting with Lord Four every day... was him! Tyron shone brilliantly on the field, and everyone could appreciate his heroism, but only a select few had the opportunity to reach out and meet him in person! When Victor thought about it like this, he suddenly felt particrly fortunate, just like the dreamy feeling he had when he blew out a fat soap bubble for the first time in his childhood. He really liked Tyron. How could he like someone so much? Tyron had only gone off-stage for a minute, and he already missed him. How great would it be if he could see Tyron at the club or somewhere else after the game ended? Victor thought about it a bit more then brought out hismunicator to send a message to Lord Four: Im in thepetition arena watching the match. Male god, youre so handsome...... He read over it carefully, felt that it sounded too fanboy-like, and hurriedly changed it to: Add oil, male god! Youre the best. But this also seemed too ordinary and didnt give any hint of his true feelings. If he wanted it to stand out, then, even if he didnt quote from the ssics, at the very least it had to strike others as brilliant at a nce, right? Victor once again wrote out arge section of text, then used his skills to write out a beautiful outline, added in a perfect introduction and conclusion, and finally summarized all his points. After he finished writing it, Victor read it through. ...... Sigh. . Two minutester, Victor sent out a text message: [ Add oil, male god! Youre the best. ] Because most yers would block their messages while they werepeting, Victor didnt expect Tyron to reply anytime soon. But Tyron replied! And replied so quickly! Tyron: [ Youre in the audience? ] Victor giggled uncontrobly and replied quickly: [ Yes, yes. You were amazing in the match just now! ] His fingers unconsciously typed out Im thinking about you again, but he deleted it immediately. Although Lord Four had said that he could think of him anytime, anywhere, he shouldnt behave in such a captivated way. Seeing how Lord Four always had an iceberg like expression on his face when faced with his fans, perhaps he didnt like being chased by others at all. So Victor looked left and right and evaded the main point, sending another text message to cover it up. Victor: [ Its very lively at the scene C everyone admires you a lot. The venue isid out beautifully and the game was particrly exciting, thementary was pretty good, too. ] A few secondster. Tyron: [ Well, Im thinking about you, too. ] The results of the draw were announced immediately after the yers came on stage. The randomized mode this time: Survival. It was a mode where yers couldnt resurrect. Randomized map: Lava Arena. This map was very scary. There was an active volcano underneath them, and a series of tforms hung suspended above the crater. Because it was abnormally hot, yers in the map would lose HP every second. Although the rate of loss wasnt very high, it became very terrifying as it umted. The volcanic map was even more frightening when it was for Survival Mode. Not only did yers lose HP every second, but they also had to snatch the supply packages that were dropped randomly throughout the map. A yer with full health and supplies could survive for thirty seconds, and if they werent able to grab another package within that time period, they would begin to bleed like a waterfall and die in ten seconds. What made it even more brutal was that the supply packages would start off very abundant, but be increasingly rare in theter stages, forcing the teams to fight against each other to snatch them up. In extreme cases, they might even have to choose to give up a teammate in order to keep the rest of the team alive. . Survival Mode paired with a volcanic map was known in the A-League as the Bloody ughter Arena. This was because it was both extremely dreadful and extremely exciting! Sometimes, victory or defeat could be decided within two minutes. The team fights took ce at the speed of lightning. It was apetition between who was better at killing, who could kill off someone first, and who would be unable to hold up under the continuous HP loss and die! Both teams were a little nervous when faced with this randomized map and modebination. Thementators were also very tense. After they received instructions from the director, they spoke up and said, Dear audience, since wevee across an extremely fast-paced map, well be splitting the screen for the uing match. Both of usmentators will be responsible for one camera each in case the games pace is too quick for thementary to keep up. Unlike the yers andmentators, the audience was very excited. The public screen was full of passionate cries: Its the Bloody ughter Arena! How stimting! I want to pee out of nervousness before the match even starts! Hahahahaha! . The yers entered the map and the countdown began. Even the Seven Killsmanders voice was tight as he said, We both only have one healer, and if we reach the midte stages, everyones HP will copse. Thats too passive, so we have no choice but tounch a fast-paced attack! The main tank asked, Is the priority to kill our opponents, or protect ourselves? Seven Killsmander gritted his teeth and said, Priority is given to protecting the healer, followed by Lord Four! Other than that, we focus on killing our opponents! . On the other side, Heavens Inquirysmander was saying, Go for the other teams only healer, even if we lose two people in the process, its worth it! Priority is given to protecting our priest C priest, you have to keep yourself alive. You can abandon any of us if necessary, including me! What if Lord Foures? Their priest asked, Im really not confident I can survive. What then? Theirmander replied, If Lord Foures up, the nightmare knight will immediately use his ultimate move and control him, and its fine if everyone else uses their control skills too. If that really doesnt work, the blood mage will self-destruct to protect the priest! If we can explode Lord Four to death, well havee out ahead! . The countdown reached zero, and the match began. Seven Kill VS Heavens Inquiry: 6v6! As soon as the match started, the terrifying heat from the volcano swept over all the yers and they began to uniformly lose HP. Their thirty second survival countdown also began to tickCCIt was essentially the same as having two death gods holding sickles over everyones heads simultaneously. The two teams moved forward together and met in the middle of the map. Commentators: As you can see, both sides n to attack quickly! They both only have one healer, and theres a terrifying amount of pressure on the healer. This is no longer a question of how to heal, but rather how to allow more people to live for a little longer. Both teams were cautious at first, exchanging several conventional skills from a distance of a few meters apart. Because neither party dared to go up, it was highly likely that the entire match would tip over and everyones blood would copse as soon as either side encountered an unforeseen reduction in members! Seven Kills scourge knight tried to catch hold of one of their opponents, but the other teams ash lord reacted extremely quickly and had reserved all of his bone walls specifically for the sake of preventing him from doing that exact move. . A little over ten secondster, everyones survival countdown had dropped to half. Twelve supply packages suddenly spawned around the map. At this instant, Seven Kills and Heavens Inquirys main tank both used their ultimate move and unhesitatingly charged forward. The twomentators shouted out simultaneously, Team fight! Theyve started the team fight! Not for the sake of the supply packages, but because theyre seizing the most suitable time to attack! Nobody went for the supply packages. The two tanks pushed forward at the same time, and all the DPS yers opened fire, directing all of their attacks at the healers! Spells, arrows, artillery fire, and even a dragon swept across the sky; the sound of the attacks was like the roaring of a volcano eruption, and the smell of sulfur filled the air like gunpowder. Tyrons figure was a shadow against the brilliant lights, iparably fast as he rushed into Heavens Inquirys formation! Right at that moment, the nightmare knight flipped his hand and used his big crowd control move whichnded urately on three of Seven Kills yers. But the skill didntnd on Tyron as he continued to approach like a cloud of death. The nightmare knight followed up with a polymorph that couldnt be avoided! The twomentators both spoke as quickly as they could, Heavens Inquiry only has one tank and cant take care of everyone. Seven Killsunchers frontal assault is too fierce! The bounty hunter is in danger! The ash lord is about to fall! Seven Kills team has been controlled, and their puppet master HP has almost reached the bottom! Lord Four has been polymorphed! Who will they save? Who will the summoner choose to save?!!! The next moment. Heavens Inquirys priest resolutely chose the ash lord and gave up the bounty hunter. Thetter had long expected this and looked upwards, using his ultimate move to fill the sky with arrows before he died. Seven Kills healer unhesitatingly chose Lord Four! After polymorph was dispelled, the puppet master was shot through the heart by countless arrows and died immediately, leaving only his puppet in ce. Its a 5v5 now! Twenty seconds into the match and two out of twelve have already fallen! Other than the tanks, everyone else is low on HP! There are only ten seconds left to resupply, will the fight continue or will they hold off? Who will stop first?! . The answer wasCCnobody stopped! Tyron didnt pause at all. After the polymorph effect was dispelled, he went straight for Heavens Inquirys priest. The priest remained in her spot and didnt move at all, not even blinking as she kept her eyes on her team members and provided them with heals. Their HP was falling too fast, and if she stopped for even a second, someone would definitely die! Heavens Inquirys ash lord unhesitatingly blocked the way to the priest, but Tyronpletely ignored him this time and darted up to step on the shoulders of his summons, ignoring all resistance like a hot knife cutting through butter as he chased after the priest! Commentator: Windmillbo! Its another windmillbo where he doesnt touch the ground! Three hitbo, five... The priest is about to die! In the following moment, Heavens Inquirys blood mage used a big move and sacrificed almost all of his HP in order to replenish the priest! The priest immediately cast a heal that allowed the blood mage to remain alive. Commentator: This round of moves was too amazing. The priest managed to escape with a sliver of health... Even before the words were finished, Seven Killsuncher had shot a bullet across the ten-plus meter gap. Itnded urately on the blood mage who only had a bit of HP left. Tyron followed up by sending a series of darts straight at the blood mages throat, and took his life away in an instant! . Everything took ce faster than words could describe. At the moment when the blood mage turned into a white light, the ash lord used his ultimate move! The blood mage resurrected as a skeleton and immediately self-destructed on the spot. These two big moves wereunched in rapid session, and thementator shouted out in surprise, Damn! The blood mages self-destruct exploded and Tyron, who was the closest to him, had no way to dodge. He tried to block the st with both arms crossed in front of him, but the shock wave sent him straight off the tform and he fell towards theva below! sponsored post C thank you for the ko-fis! Ch31 - Nuclear Bomb Explosion

Chapter Ch31 - Nuclear Bomb Explosion

trantor: xiin editors: bear & celtic This team fight went at the speed of light and the twomentators never had a chance to stop theirmentary throughout. Everyone from Seven Kills was affected by the blood mages self-destruct. Heavens Inquirys dragon druid took advantage of the fact that he was still in his transformed state and swept out his dragon tail to kill off Seven Killsuncher. Its a 4v4 now! So far, the deaths have all been squishy DPS yers! Wasnt Lord Four killed by the blood mages self-destruct?! . Tyron hadnt been killed, nor had he fallen into theva. He had sent out a steel wire when he dropped, and now hung suspended beneath the tform. Instead of returning straight back to the front lines of the fight, he chose to climb under the tform using the steel wire. Theva surged beneath him and made crackling sounds; from time to time, a tongue of me would shoot up towards him. By this time, over thirty seconds had passed and both the heat and survival countdown were reducing his health. Tyron was left with only 40% of his HP. Commentator: During such a tense team battle, Lord Four is still able to calmly carry out his ambush. Who is his target? Is it the priest? There was no doubtCCit must be the priest! It all happened in the next moment. Tyron flipped up from under the tform and flew out like an eagle, pouncing directly at the priestCC In the next moment, the unsuspecting priest became a white light! Shes transformed! The priest has transformed into a soul! After the priest died, her passive ability immediately triggered and she turned into an invincible soul that hovered overhead, providing infinite healing as she healed all the remaining members of Heavens Inquirys back to full health. Commentator: Ah, damn! This passive ability is really imba! . The team members of Heavens Inquiry who received healing from their healer brainlessly pressed forward and used this opportunity to obtain most of the supply packages. Seven Kills goblin summoner was now stretched to the limit, and their scourge knight had no choice but to push on and try to grab some supplies in order to temporarily alleviate their urgent need for survival. Tyron, who had been out harvesting lives for a long time, also had to return back to the team temporarily for supplies and heals from their summoner. Commentator: Its over. The healer cant keep up. The scourge knight is about to fall, and the assassins HP is also at dangerous levels! The summoner is still choosing to heal Lord Four! The dragon druids transformation is about to end! Two secondster, the team fight continued. Heavens Inquirys team members were all at full health, while everyone from Seven Kills all had red HP bars. The scourge knight was finally killed off by the dragon druidsst skill! Immediately afterward, as the dragon druids transformation ended, Tyron broke through his line of defense and attacked straight on, pushing forward like a sharply honed knife as he aimed straight for the nightmare knights heart! The nightmare knights control skills had already been used up early on, and even though the priests soul was constantly healing to help him preserve his life, his HP was still flowing out like water in the face of Lord Fours terrifying damage output. And he had nowhere to run to. Lord Four was able to stick close to him for a full four secondsCC Thementator was shouting continuously, fine veins popping up on his forehead, 2v2! There are only four people left on the field! This battle is too dreadful! Too dreadful, my dear spectators! Nobody has backed down, and everyone remained at the front lines until they died! . One minute and thirty seconds into the match. Seven Kills remaining members: Great shield warrior, main tank, critical health. Assassin, DPS, half health. Heavens Inquirys remaining members: Dragon druid, main tank, half health. Ash lord, DPS, half health. The priests soul remained for one more second, finally disappearing after healing the two remaining yers to almost full health. And so the two people from Heavens Inquiry werepletely unafraid of death as they charged straight towards Seven Kills main tank. At this point, all the support yers had died, and there was only one fragile ranged DPS left. The high-HP tanks were both bracing for death. CCBoth sides took out everything they had. The only thing left to do now was to fight to the death! Tyron unhesitatingly chose to go after the ash lord, and thetter, knowing that he would definitely die,manded all of his undead to surround Seven Kills main tank. The main tank tried, and failed, to gain some time. They no longer had a healer, and after being surrounded and suffering from the constant health drain due to the environment, he had used all of his skills, but regretfully still fell under the dragon druids ws! Commentator: Its over! 1v2! Lord Four is at critical health! Now well have to see if Lord Four can deal with his two opponents alone! . Seven Kills main tank had used all of his skills before he died, dragging all of the ash lords summons to him and keeping them there even after his death. The ash lord was also very courageous; he pulled out the bone sword that he almost never used, clearly wanting to take down a bit of Lord Fours HP in exchange for his own life! At this point, the dragon druid had no choice but to go and obtain one of the supply packages that had just refreshed on the map as his survival countdown had ended and he was suffering from crazy blood loss. Commentator: Theres a chance! A chance! The dragon druid moved very quickly and managed to obtain a supply package, healing himself a little. Its entirely possible for him to drag Lord Four to death! War God Lord Four must be regretting that he cant heal! This kind of constant damage map is too painful for assassins! If it was any other map, Lord Four would definitely be able to retaliate. Definitely! . And in that second. A powerful, snow-white torrent shed in front of the ash lords eyes. Tyron crossed his two des once again and instantly prated through the opponent in front of him like a dragon made of lightning! Thementators had only just begun to cry out, The ash lord is done for! But theres still a chance for the dragon druid! Lord Fours health is nearly gone, and hes about to die! AhhhhhhhhhCC In the following second, they still hadnt seen the white light that represented the assassins deathCC When suddenly, the scene froze! System: [ Game over. Seven Kills wins. ] . Everyone was confounded for the next ten seconds after the system publicized the results! There was an endless cascade ofments on the public screen: What happened! Did anyone see exactly what happened? Holy shit! Did the system bug out? Nothing happened! How did the game end?! Im going to die! Who the hell knows whats going on! Thementators were also in a muddle. They felt like they had just been about to reach the climax, but were suddenly bowled over by a staggering blow. They were stunned for a good while and couldnt figure out what had just happened. Fortunately, the director reacted very quickly and immediately ordered, Quick, pull up thest two seconds of the video recording and y it back at half speed! Commentators, do your job! . Thest two seconds of the fixed-lens recordings quickly appeared on the screen. At that time, Tyron had his two des crossed and his body was lowered slightly, showing the dangerous beauty of a beast-like predator. His dark golden eyes were fixed on the ash lord in front of him, and even reflected the outline of the bone sword in his opponents hand. The scene yed back slowly at half speed. Even so, everything took ce almost at the speed of light! Fast, astonishingly fast! Thementators were barely able to exin the events that had taken ce. Tyrons figure moved like floating clouds and flowing water as he shot past the ash lordCC Next came the ash lords astonished expression as his bone sword was broken into two pieces, the sharp de flying upwards. After that, he had already turned into the white sh of light that symbolized death! The game ended abruptly at that point. Public screen: What the heck! What about the dragon druid! Wasnt my big tank still looking for supply packages? He definitely had enough HP tost until then! System, what kind of bug ate up Heavens Inquirys dragon druid?! . The slow-motion rey began to y on the screen once again. This time, it was slowed down fourfold. This made it seem as though they were moving through water, and every action was full of tension. They could almost see the fluctuations in the air as Tyron moved. Thementator sucked in a breath of cold air, Did he break through the motherf*cking sound barrier just now? Lord Fours sh technique is really terrible. It only takes 0.5 seconds of eleration to reach the speed of sound. Only Lord Four can do something like this! Since only Lord Four has such a terrifying speed burst technique, it can be said that this kind of explosive speed is a mandatory prerequisite for this technique! As the yback continued, Tyron broke through the ash lords defenses. In the slow-motion rey, his crossed daggers could be seen as they cut the bone sword into two, and then the short sword in his right handCC He threw his short sword! While facing the ash lord, while he was using such a terrifying technique, Lord Four actually still had time to deal with his other opponent from a distance! The throw was so precise that he even predicted the direction the dragon druid would take. His short sword shot straight into the critical health dragon druids throat! But it still wasnt over yet. After Tyron shot through the ash lord and ended up behind him, thetters HP still hadnt bottomed out. One strike from his dagger hadnt been enough, and it hadnt taken away the ash lords life. At this time, something truly horrifying happened. Tyrons right hand that had just thrown the short sword moved lightning-quick and grabbed the ash lords broken bone sword. He stabbed backward and once again pierced the ash lord through the heart! Only then did the ash lord turn into a white light. The time required for the short sword to travel through the air led to a slight dy in the dragon druids death. His death and the ash lords were only 0.13 seconds apart. It was no wonder that everyone, including thementators, had been unable to see exactly what had urred. After watching the slow-motion rey, the entire scene was silent. Thementator was so shocked that he fell back into his chair and almost slipped to the ground. He sucked in a few breaths of cool air, then said, Oh, my mother, my god... The othermentator finally recovered after a long time, but her heart was still filled with trepidation as she exined what had taken ce to the audience. ... In other words, just now, within 2 seconds, Lord Four used the extremely difficult to execute speed burst followed by a techniqueCCtentatively called sh. And while using sh, he chose to first attack the ash lord and throw his short sword to kill the dragon druid. Finally, he caught the ash lords bone sword and harvested the ash lord as well. Most of the audience expressed that they had also been able to see the entire process now, and simultaneously added: My mothers asking me why Im kneeling on the ground while watching the game! Damn... This is definitely the most impressive teampetition match Ive seen in my life. I will be worshipping the War God from today on! There was a nuclear bomb explosion ahhhhhh! Lao Tzu exploded seven or eight times in a single match! regarding not falling into theva: celtic: of course, that would be too ordinary for our MC. bear: our boi is incapable of death unless he intends to die Ch32 - Team Competition Champions

Chapter Ch32 - Team Competition Champions

trantor: xiin editors: bear & celtic Survival Mode + Volcanic Map = Bloody ughter Arena The entire match ended in under five minutes and gave everyone a huge thrill. Both teams switched constantly between attacking and defending, and it was difficult to determine victory or defeat. It was an abnormally intense fight right from the start with everyone fighting for their lives, and the ultimate conclusion was revealed only at the very end. Lord Four finally managed to flip the tables with critical HP levels,pletely broke limits, and obtained victory in a 1vs2 situation! The audience hadnt even dared to blink as they watched, and were both delighted and satisfied. They were still immersed in Tyrons stunning final performance and wanted more even after the match was over. . The score was now 2:0, and the winner had been determined. Although Heavens Inquiry lost, they felt like it had been a very satisfying match! They had done their best and had held nothing back. They had performed at their peak several times during the matches and didnt me themselves despite their loss. Instead, they raised their heads proudly towards the cheering audience. Headed by their captain, they went to where Seven Kills was standing and shook hands with their opponents one by one, asionally even exchanging a briefment or two. The twomanders and captains exchanged hugs, and Heavens Inquirys captain said, Congrattions on winning the championship! But dont ck off C well fight again during next yearspetition! Seven Kills captain replied, We graciously look forward to entertaining you again. . Countless fireworks burst out both on stage and behind the scenes. The A-League Team Competitions final match reached its conclusion, and soft background music began to y, slowly transforming into the A-Leagues grand theme song during the hosts excited and passionate speech. As was customary, the audience stood up and gave them an enthusiastic round of apuse. The public screen spontaneously filled up with countlessments congratting the champions on their victory. There were even some self-organized groups that sang the Seven Kills Team theme song, as well as those who used waving neon glow sticks to form Seven Kills team emblem. Amidst the thunderous apuse, singing, and cheering, Heavens Inquiry was smiling as they returned backstage while the winner Seven Kills remained on stage, waiting for the special guest toe up. The special guest for this year was an e-sports veteran who had retired three years ago. He was also thepetitor who had represented the Earth District and gone the furthest in the A-Leagues Regional Competition. When Seven Kills captain received the trophy from his hands, he was so excited that tears filled his eyes. The pride he felt in his chest could only be expressed by kissing the trophy fiercely, and his front teeth even left a dental print on the pure gold cup! And then, the captain trotted across the stage, so excited that even the host was unable to stop him as he went all the way up to the coach and pushed the trophy into his arms. He then gave the coach a hard kiss, Thank you, coach! The coach was in shock. Everyone except for Tyron was equally excited, and the gazes they used to look at the captain was like the amiable gaze a father would use towards his mentally handicapped son as they pounded their own chests and demanded, Me too, me too! They also wanted to touch the trophy! But the captains brain was currently full of nothing but joy and excitement! One by one, he gave each of his teammates a bear hug and a kiss! ...... When he finally stood in front of Tyron, thetter held up a hand, patted him on the head, and then firmly pushed him away. Support and audience members: ??? He turned to their tank and held his face between his hands, sobbing as he said, Thank you to our parents who have always been supporting and encouraging us.... Wuwuwu! Mom! Were champions! The tank was very nervous, Captain, calm down a bit, captain! Im a man! The captain then let him go and turned his head towards Tyron, Okay, dad! Thank you, dad! Tyron: ... The captain really became incoherent when he was excited. The audience was about to keel over fromughter, and spoke up on the public screen one after another: Hahahahaha, the only one he didnt address wrong was dad! Good son! Lord Four didnt look out for you in vain! Dad, bring me to win the championship, too! . Everyone on the scene gathered together to form a sea of joy. The host came forward to ask the captain a few more questions, such as why they had decided to protect Lord Four during the second game, how they had arranged some key releases of their ultimate moves, their main line-up, strategy, and a few other tactical questions. The atmosphere was very warm and enthusiastic, and every time the captain offered up an answer, the audience below would call out, How amazing! Ahhhh! Strength and wisdom work together hand in hand! The host then asked the yers a few questions. When she finally walked over to Lord Four, she was extremely apprehensive inside. Her palms were covered in sweat as she asked nervously, Lord Four, its now time for your question! Everyone was nervous, fearing that this noble and distant War God would continue to ignore their mortal selves. But Lord Four didnt seem to show much of a reaction, and the host hurriedly asked, May we know what your Game ID is? Tyron thought about it for a second. The host immediately became anxious, Lord Four, you cant refuse to answer! The anonymity rule is valid until the championship, which is why you could keep the number 419. But youre already the champions now, and can no longer remain anonymous! Tyron made a sound of acknowledgement and then disyed his name card. A name box appeared in the empty air beside him. It contained his Game ID: Odin. ...... Whoa, the audience was thrilled. Thements on the public screen were excited, and also a little poignant: Hahahahaha Ive liked male god for three months, and I finally know his ID!!! War God! War God Odin! The empty space on the War God pillow can finally be filled in, wuwuwuwu, but when will I be able to fill in the face! bursting out into tears.jpg . After asking the yers a few more questions about the game, the host allowed them to withdraw. After ying two thrilling games, the yers were actually exhausted. They were only able to hold on by borrowing strength from the joy of winning the championship and were practically bouncing as they jumped down from the stage. Before stepping down, Tyron looked back at the audience. Everyone in the audience became very excited due to his actions. There were a series of shrill screams Yeahhhhhh! as they tried to catch his attentionCCAlthough they didnt know who their male god was turning his head back to look at, perhaps he might notice them too!! But in fact, Tyron was looking for Little Vic. And hed found him in the instant he looked back. It seemed as though gods hand pulled the hazy obstructions away and allowed his eyes to rest on him in that instant. The colors of everything else in his field of vision suddenly faded away. Victor had always been watching him, and only him. He had always considered everyone and everything to be beneath his notice, but now he was turning his head back for Victor alone. . Tyron went backstage. Seven Kills team members were all packed together in a huddle around the trophy. The team members were ecstatic and were talking about having a rare get together in the real world to have hot pot or something that evening. They jumped up and down excitedly while they chatted, rather like a group of hairy monkeys as they let out roars of joy from time to time, plucking at each others clothing and wrestling yfully together. It had been a long time since the tournament started, and this was the most rxing moment. The joy of being able to lift up the trophy in the limelight made themugh uncontrobly and feel extremely proud at the same timeCCthey were qualified to be on top of the whole world right now! Tyron could understand their happiness: That was the joy and pride from obtaining glory that would naturally spring up in people who had been walking in the light ever since they were born. Congrattions. I have something to do tonight, so I wont attend. Tyron said, Have a pleasant time in the real world. The team members were usually very respectful towards Lord Four, and there was even a bit of fear and worship in their attitudes, like young children when they were faced with adults who had already achieved sess and fame. But who would remember what timidity was at this moment?! They gathered around Tyron andughed foolishly as they said, War God! Give me an autograph! Lord Four, can you write a message! Ive wanted to ask you for a long time! In the future, Ill gain so much respect when I tell people that I won the same championship trophy as the War God! So, Tyron wrote messages for them one by one. Some of them were normal, while others were rather unique. Among them, their support actually asked him to write, Wife, be good. Go to bed early so that you can get up early, and study hard. ...... Tyron looked very suspiciously at the 1.81 meter, rough and burly man who was their support yer. The man was a little bashful as he said, My little sister is a little mischievous, but she likes you the most. Ever since you joined our team, shes been pestering me to get your autograph for a long time... Tyrons pen nib rested on the pink notebook for five full seconds before he finally overcame the psychological barrier and stiffly wrote out the sentenceCCHe automatically omitted the word wife. Tyron: ... He didnt know why, but the master assassin actually felt as though something precious had been broken after he wrote the message... CCWas he eventually going to be a part of this group of unprincipled interster people? ...... No, hed rather continue being an old antique. . While the yers were already ying around, the coach was still being interviewed by the media on stage. A reporter who had reached thete stages of curiosity cancer had already been thwarted for half a month, and his face was red and purple from frustration as he came up to ask, Excuse me! Coach Qian! What exactly is Lord Fours tactics! The coach lovingly caressed the trophy on the table, andughed happily as he said, Ah, Lord Fours tactics, didnt I tell youst time? Its to let Lord Four go on stage, and then wait for the opponents to withdraw on their own... Pa! There was a loud noise. The reporter ced a watermelon on the table then didnt say another word as he pushed up his sleeves, raised his hand, and quickly chopped the watermelon into two halves! The watermelon broke apart with a crack. Bright red juice sshed everywhere! The coach was also scared to the point where hisposure cracked, Wait! Dear reporter, if theres something you want to say, we can talk about it! Im in! Im all for it! Lord Fours tactics is to give him the freedom to act, wuwuwuwu... The coach cried, Lord Fours reaction speed, resilience, and strategic nning ability far exceeds anyone elses ability to give on the spotmands or pre-game tactical set-ups. I usually just... just provide a tactical strategy for the other five people and then let Lord Four loose to... destroy the opposing team. All the reporters expressions froze a little from shock. Although cases like these were extremely rare, it wasnt without precedent... right? So it turned out that Lord Four fell within the category of yers thatpletely didnt require anymand. It was very reasonable and logical and didnt seem surprising at all no matter how they thought about it. ...... But it still gave them a scare when they were suddenly told that this was the case! After the reporters recovered from their shock, they quickly bowed their heads and immediately started taking down notes. A reporter abruptly rushed over and waved his hands in excitement. After attracting everyones attention, he cried out, Big news! Lord Fours been blocked outside! It appears that a blood rted younger sister has shown up with breaking news! xiin: that moment when Little Vic and Lord Fours gazes met... I WASNT READY!!! Ch33 - Look Clearly At Who I Am

Chapter Ch33 - Look Clearly At Who I Am

trantor: xiin editors: bear & celtic The final game of the A-League Team Competition was a big event in thepetition world. In addition to the official interviews that were held after the match, many news reporters and media also crowded around the exit to the venue to try and interview the yers and coaches as they came out. This event took ce in the corridor leading to the exit. Although Tyron was very low-key as he walked, he had already be everyones focus today, so he was chased down and blocked by the media as soon as he went out. And then, while he was under the attack of the reporters long and short guns, a very uncooperative young woman appearedCC Pei Ying. . This was what had happened previously. Ever since thest time Pei Ying went to find her elder brother in the real world, Tyron had directly dragged her into the cklist. After that, Pei Ying no longer had permission to see him. She lingered outside the door for over ten days, during which time she had tried everything: e-mails, videos, shouting at the door, rolling around and throwing a tantrum, threatening to hang herselfCCShe finally stopped when she realized that she had really been put on the cklist, and everything she did hadnt even been seen by her elder brother at all. Pei Ying also went to find Lu Chaofan, but was immediately beaten up and tossed out with the threat of breaking her legs. She ran away in a panic and had been in hiding for more than a month before daring toe out again. The reason she came out again was obviously because she had watched Lord Four in thepetition. This little sister was upset and resentful. She felt particrly unreconciled: How could her docile, obedient and filial twenty-four-year-old elder brother ignore her just like this? It was bad enough that she was being ignored, but he was doing better and better, and had even showed himself on official media! He hadrge numbers of people chasing and licking him, and was even more in demand now than when he was a movie star... Howe she, as this in-demand elder brothers younger sister, couldnt get a bit of the spotlight? Unfair! . Pei Ying stood out in front of all these reporters and said, Elder bro, you cant just go and ignore everyone in your family now that youve be so amazing! The reporters promptly redirected their camera and furiously snapped photos while making way for Pei Ying. Pei Ying walked up to Tyron and wiped tears from her face as she said, Do you know how worried everyone in the family is? I went to your house to see you everyday ever since you were sick, but you never replied to me once and even shut me out in the rain... It was over ten degrees below zero! Originally, I thought that you were too ill to respond and I cried so hard my vision dropped by two hundred degrees, but that wasnt the case at all! Youve tossed your family away now that youve made money and have left us to fend for ourselves... Tyron looked at her with the gaze one reserved for the mentally challenged. His arms were crossed over his chest as he waited for her to finish speaking. However, since his eyes had always been cold, nobody noticed much of a difference. Pei Ying continued, Come back, elder brother. We dont want anything of yours, and I just want my brother back! Regardless of whether youre the big star Pei Rong, an obscure patient, or a famous War God, youre still my brother! Her words were moving and full of emotion. The only thingcking was background music. But for some reason, when Pei Ying stood close to Lord Four, all the reporters only had this to say: ...... It felt like they were on different frequencies. The God of War seemed to be from an epic interster science-fiction blockbuster, while Pei Ying gave off the feeling that she was from a small, self-made mother and daughter-inw drama si. Their acting ability... Cough, their temperaments were so different. Could this pair really be brother and sister? It seemed that he was only willing to waste these two minutes of time because after that, he moved his legs and prepared to leave. He really had no intention of staying here to y with Pei Ying at all. However, Pei Ying was very anxious; she had already exposed her elder brothers name Pei Rong. Hadnt he noticed that the reporters were already starting to guess at Lord Fours real identity? Pei Ying fell to her knees with a thump! She clutched at Tyrons thigh and wailed, No! Im not leaving! Pei Rong, you can refuse to acknowledge anything else, but you cant ignore your own family! My husband and I have both been very worried about your body! Im begging you, pleasee back with me, okay? Tyron turned his head back to look at her. He wanted to lift his leg and kick her away, but reconsidered and said instead, I wont say it again. If you want to be popr, you can go hug the reporters over there and cry. Dont provoke me. The reporters around him moved in unison as they hurriedly took a step back. Someone spoke up in an embarrassed tone, Um, sister, are you sure you havent mistaken him for someone else? If the Pei Rong you mentioned is Film Emperor Pei, he retired due to illness a long time ago... Exactly that Pei Rong! Pei Rong is my elder brother! Pei Ying cried, Lord Four is my elder brother! You guys should help me out here! My elder brother is disowning his rtives! CCDamn, was it true that the War God used to be a Film Emperor? What level of breaking news would this be?! The reporters began to whisper amongst themselves, half believing, half doubting. In a moment of anxiousness, Pei Ying suddenly stood up and stretched out her hand towards Tyrons mask. . ...... This movement of hers was too naive. Based on Lord Fours skills, how could a weak chicken like Pei Ying snatch off his mask? Tyron leaned slightly to the side and hooked his leg. Pei Ying suddenly flew out like a kite that had lost its string. It took her a long time before she was able to crawl back up, dazedly continuing her pitiful act. Then, she looked back and saw that the gaze Tyron used to look at her was filled with unspeakable contempt and the type of pity that one would feel for an ant. Look clearly at who I am. Tyron said. Then, he reached up to take off his mask. Pei Ying: ...... Reporters: ...... . The entire scene was silent for over a dozen seconds. A few of the younger reporters dropped their sses, their chins hitting the floor, as they showed a slow-motion rey of what it meant to stare open mouthed. Pei Ying was shocked too! She had been prepared to see her elder brothers virtual appearance under the mask, but was unexpectedly caught off guard seeing a strangers face, leaving her shaken. It wouldnt have been a big deal if it was a mainstream face; after all, appearances could be modified. However, appearances that were fabricated out of nothing were all inevitably a little mechanical and rigid. The vivid, natural face that appeared in front of them was not something that could be achieved with imagination alone. A person would have to be the Creator himself in order to be able to imagine and construct this kind of face. Only someone who was beloved by the gods would be able to produce such a perfect person, right? It was everyones first time seeing the War Gods true appearance, and also the first time they learned that the War God would asionally show expressions on his face. Tyrons eyes were as cold as ever, but he now had a mocking smile on his lips. Youve seen it clearly? He said, Donte and bother me in the future. Tyron finished speaking and put the mask back on. . Everyone: ...... After a second or two, it was as though some magic had suddenly been dispelled. The reporters uniformly bowed their heads and began to scribble down notes, draw sketches, and examine the footage they had just taken. Reporters were thinking: Hahahaha Lao Tzu is going to be rich! Lao Tzu actually managed to take a full-frontal picture of Lord Fours face. Heavens, the War Gods face is simply stunning! How many thousands of dors would I be able to sell it for if I made it into a poster hahahahaha... Even before his hahaha was finished, he heard Tyron follow up and say, This is no longer the A-League arena, so the authorization for this footage belongs to me. CCI wont authorize it. You should delete all the photos and videos youve taken. Lightning struck, and the hills crumbled! Although they had managed to photograph the War Gods face, the War God refused to give authorization, and they couldnt use it! Wasnt this just like hugging a mountain made of gold and starving to death?! The reporters were all shocked silly. . No... Impossible, clearly its my brothers... my elder brother was clearly contestant number 419. I cant have gotten it wrong! Pei Ying sat to the side like a petrified woman, but nobody cared about her anymore. The reporters flocked up and cried, Lord Four, dont be like this... Lord Four, were begging you to give us permission! It wasnt easy taking these pictures, wuwuwu, you personally took off your mask. Cant you leave us a little bit of dessert? Lord Four, I promise I wont release it. Can I just stick it next to my bed or save it privately? Wuwuwu... Reporters took the lead to howl and wailCCThey would almost rather that they hadnt captured the scene just then at all. At least that way, it would be better than the bitter pain they could feel clutching at their hearts and lungs right now! CCNo. They had to go back and tell the public the story of how they had taken the photos but werent able to put it up so that they could share! the! pain! with all the other curiosity cancer patients! . Tyron ignored them and simply left. This matter was nothing but a little episode for him. Tyron could ept standing on the stage and receiving a lot of attention, but he was still used to hiding his face. He no longer needed to hide in the shadows and perform deeds in the dark, so it had be nothing but a personal habit. ...... For once, everything hade to a temporary close. Tyron walked down the street for a while. Many of the giant screens around him were showing reys of the A-League Team Competition final that had just concluded, and there were groups of people gathered around the screens as they looked up and watched the show with relish. The master assassin was covert and low-key, so nobody recognized him as the shining War God on the screen. The War God had taken off his armor as he wandered amongst the crowd. The lights from the revelry around him made his shadow stretch out behind him. It appeared that people tended to be even more lonely in this lively interster era. Tyron thought about it and then walked towards Victors dormCCHe remembered Victors address from when they signed the legal representative contract. He stood by the stairs that led to Victors dormitory for a moment, looking towards that little window where the lights suddenly went out. Not knowing if Victor had retired for the night, Tyron stood under the streetlights and waited for a while. He had always been patient, and when waiting for a cutie, even the time spent waiting could be enjoyableCCAt least, that was how Tyron felt. . Victor came down a momentter. It had been rather cold recently, so Victor came down wearing a navy colored scarf and a coat. He didnt notice his male god hidden in a corner as he trotted excitedly down the road. Tyron followed. He watched as Victor rushed eagerly into the post office and brought out a limited edition pillow of a chibi Lord Four, giggling foolishly as he hugged the pillow to him as he left. Victor was so happy that he even went in and bought a vani and chocte ice cream cone when he passed by an ice cream shop, hopping and skipping the whole way back. Tyron thought to himself: This child was still eating cold things despite the onset of winter. After Victor left, Tyron walked into the shop and asked the owner, Give me an ice cream like the one that little brother had. Also, how much is the scarf over there? . Two minutester. Victor, still hugging the pillow, arrived by the stairs that led to his home and suddenly noticed that there was a slender figure standing under the streemp! Victor: ... Oh, my god! Theres a wild male god downstairs from my house! And his male god was wearing a scarf that looked a lot like his, and he was even holding an ice cream cone that looked exactly like his! This must be fate. Various gods, thank you for listening to his prayers! His male god nced at him, and said in surprise, What a coincidence. Little Vic, do you live in this area? coincidence, right... chapter sponsored by various kofis! thank you for your support! Ch34 - Little Vic’s Perseverance

Chapter Ch34 - Little Vics Perseverance

trantor: xiin editors: bear & celtic Since they had run into each other downstairs, it was a natural matter of course for them to go upstairs and chat for a while. Strictly speaking, Victor and his roommate were actually housemates. They only shared the main living space andundry room. In these European-style apartments, a small dining area was set beside the kitchen; they sat down on a sofa set to the side. The posters on the walls, pillow on the couch, ma on the fridge, pendants hanging from the door handle, and sketches under the ss of the dining table of this ce... were all of Lord Four. . Victor also realized this point and forced himself to act calm as he hurriedly tried to pour water for Tyron while blocking the fridge ma with his body. He reached his hand behind his back and pretended to inadvertently peel the ma off, putting it into his pocket. Then, he quietly went to clear up the pendants hanging from the door. Knowing there was nothing he could do about the posters, he finally went to try and deal with the pillow on the sofa. Victor sat next to Tyron, smiling and chatting while he tried his damned best to stuff the pillow into the gaps between the sofa cushions. He had no idea that it waspletely pointless! Master assassins were able to take in the entire scene at a nce, and could remember practically all of it. Tyron held back hisughter and pretended not to see Victors hard work as he said, It seems like youve been busytely. Victor ultimately sat on that pillow and breathed a sigh of relief. He regained hisposure and said, No, not really. In fact, I just started working and Im not quite used to it. . Victor had recently set up a studio. It was called the Vicker Studio. Tyron: ...... Victor: Ah, Im not very good ating up with names... QUQ. No. Actually, Tyron covered his mouth with his hand and showed a thoughtful expression, This studio name sounds very cute. The little flower inside Victors heart blossomed and went into full bloom in an instant. His studio had just been set up. It mainly operated as a creative tform for artists, choreographers, editors, writers and other creators to freely publish new works, share resources, mutually promote each other, and discuss ideas. Victor didnt say that it had all started because the video he made had been giarized and he hadnt been paid any copyright fees. CCIt was clearly stated that people who used Lord Fours image needed to pay 15%! CCHow dare they bully my male god! Its not fair! Im going to represent my male god and beat you up! With this in mind, Victor was very unhappy. He spent more than half a month doing research and finally decided to set up a studio. . When they heard that Learning God Vic was going to start his own business, his ssmates, senior brothers and sisters, and even the teachers from his school were all quite interested. After all, Little Vic was quite an influential figure at the universityCCNot only was he attractive, his temperament was also good. After Victors announcement, many people felt that his business would be promising based on his name alone, and expressed their willingness to join the venture. Most of the Learning Gods friends were also Learning Gods... Within a month, many letters had been sent all over the world, and a total of over 20 people came over to join the studio. Many of these people were already working in the worlds top 500panies, but they still felt that they would have greater prospects when working with Victor and decisively handed in their resignations. Everyone involved was impressive in their own right, and some were even able to bring along a group of subordinates. The small studio, whose lineup was so brilliant it almost blinded everyones eyes, submitted an application the following month in preparation for upgrading theirpany to a limited liabilitypany within a month. . In order to raise thepanys required registered capital, Victor donned a suit and went out to push his business and attract sponsorship. The first week, he went to the giant conglomerate EMB that ranked in the worlds top 20. Little Vic had once been their spokesperson while in school and set up job fairs for them; he had received thank-you letters and flower baskets from theirpany before. Because of this, they rmended for him to join their business incubation park. During that period, Victor stayed upte to do research, write business ns, and PKd against over a thousand other seedpanies; ultimately making it all the way into the final round. Victors final opponent was the number one student from another famous university. The two of them debated against each other and wrote a major paper regarding their opponents business ns. In the end, Victors opponent lost because he had estimated his starting capital to be 2 million dors, which was significantly below EMBs nning departments estimate of 6.7 million dors. Victor received 4 million of investment capital from EMB. Nothing was more trustworthy than knowledge and ability. Little Vic used a month and a half to prove his own strengthCCEMB acknowledged that the value of what he could do far exceeded 4 million dors. This was power. . After Victor received his first round of precious angel investment, Vicker Company quickly entered the explosive start-up phase. Thepany was full of outstanding people from famous schools, and they had all started with annual sries of over 200,000 dors the second they left university. However, when they came to Vicker Company, they had to figure out how to pay for their own lunch. A group of young people like this gathered together to start a business: They wore ten thousand dor suits as they crowded into a rented room, then casually pulled out keys to luxury cars when they stepped out of the door; They carefully calcted how much each business call cost while casually signing contracts worth hundreds of thousands of dors; They worked twelve-hour days and only took home a double-digit sry every day that didnt even include room and board. They casually picked up two hours of private work worth four or five digits after going home, but were afraid that it would take up too much of their work time; Every phrase was like a gem full of brilliant ideas when talking to customers and they could speak for an entire afternoon, but after they rushed home to catch up on work, they didnt even dare to get any proper sleep and ran on their way to the toilet. . As one of the co-founders, Victor could be said to be one of the most unprofessional ones because he could actually spare two hours a week to attend the A-League matches! Although he had only watched a total of three games, it was already an extremely luxurious indulgence. His colleagues were very envious of his leisurely mood, but they were also able to discover the one thing that could force Victor to put down his work for a while and have a good rest because of thisCCLord Four. Therefore, after that, whenever they found that Victor had been working for too long, someone would order something rted to Lord Four online. For example, a pillow. And they would also write in the order that Victor had to go to the post office and collect it personally. If nobody went to pick it up within two hours, the post office was asked to destroy it immediately. As soon as Victor heard that the Lord Four pillow would be destroyed, he could no longer sit still and turned off the light as he rushed out. He only rxed after he picked up and hugged the pillow. CCThis was why his ce was filled with Lord Fours fan paraphernalia! From pillows to fridge mas, key chains and posters, all of it represented the deep care and love of his colleagues! . Victor gradually became more enthusiastic as he spoke, and said to Tyron happily, Male god, male god, you can go and take a look around our website when you have time. Theres a lot of original content tagged under Lord Four, and everyone has been paying ording to the licensingw! He seemed to have recalled something and hurriedly went to his desk, bowing his head as he tried to find some documents. When he got up, he nearly hit his head against the corner of the desk. He only discovered that it didnt hurt after hed smacked into itCCLord Four had reacted very quickly and reached out to block the corner of the table. Victors forehead hit the palm of his hand instead. Victor froze for a moment, but Tyron withdrew his hand very casually and said, What kind of documents are you in such a hurry to find? Victor unfolded the document and exined, Its the licensing fee! In the past month, your avatar has been used more than 20,000 times, 400 of which was for personal ormercial purposes. The total ie is at least 40,000 dors... Here it is, here it is! This document was full of numbers that Victor had written down. In the midst of his packed schedule, he had used precious fragments of time to piece together a financial statement for Tyron. Tyron epted it and took a look, then said, I suddenly feel that youre particrlypetent. I should also pay you an ountants sry. I already have extra pay! I do! Victorsugh was especially delighted. People also rewarded me for the War God video I made back then! When I went to look at the backend yesterday, I saw that it was enough for me to eat an ice cream coneCCThat was the ice cream cone I just ate. Male god, you also found it delicious, right? Tyron: ...... Mm. It was very sweet. Victor looked down and tidied up his papers. He mumbled, Itll be a lot better after our website officially goes live and the userbase slowly increases. My next goal is to be able to buy an ice cream cone every day with the money I earn. When we have more members, Ill use my daily ice cream cone to entice them to jump into the e-sports pit... Hahahaha, theyll all be sucked in by male god and be fans... . Tyron thought: How could this child be so brilliant and warm? No matter what it was, be it the e-sports circle or the creative circle, Victor seemed to strive tirelessly and assiduously to make it better. If there was a bit of light, he would send it out; if there was warmth, he would share it. He didnt seem to care about gains and losses, or fortune and misfortune. Unknowingly, he had already gathered many followers behind him. This meant that Victor was a very trustworthy person, right? This showed Victor was a person who would never betray him no matter what happens, right? Tyron looked at Victors back for a very long time. He also pondered for a very long time before abruptly opening his mouth and saying slowly, Little Vic, I would like to consult you about your opinion on a matter. Victor was smiling as he looked up, Sure, sure. Tyron: You saw my signature when you signed a contract with me. I signed as Pei Rong. You may have had doubts about my identity, but you didnt ask. Now, Im going to tell you something... Victor realized that the matter was serious and immediately returned to his seat. He sat down properly and watched Tyron solemnly. Tyron: Pei Rong retired from the entertainment business due to a mental disease, but his illness has never been healed. Not long ago, his consciousness disappeared into the darkness; then, when he woke up again, he had alreadypletely lost his memories of being Pei Rong. Ch35 - Consciousness Projection Operation

Chapter Ch35 - Consciousness Projection Operation

trantor: xiin editors: bear & celtic Tyrons story really surprised Victor. He said that when Pei Rong woke up again, he no longer remembered that he was Pei Rong. He had forgotten everything from the past, yet had gone straight into the free-for-all battle and pushed on. Gradually, as Pei Rong experienced more and more things and became less and less confused, he began his rise to fame as an e-sportspetitor with a very different personality and self-awareness than before. So, Pei Rong was full of internal struggle as he learned about his pastCCincluding that he had an excessive sister. I always thought it was a new life, and I had to start a whole new journey, Tyron said. But there are some people who keep pushing me to remember the past, and want me to sink into the quagmire of this so-called past. After Victor heard all this, he started to speak, then hesitated. He had never known that his male god had such a difficult past! He was full of heartache! Victor: I want to transform into a road leveling machine! So that I can tten all the bastards who bullied my male god! . Little Vic was the kind of person who didnt hide their thoughts very deeply. Everything he felt or thought would cause a corresponding change in his expression. Unfortunately, Tyron was a master assassin who was very good at observing human behavior, so he could tell at a nce what Little Vic was thinking. Little Vic thought: I feel bad and want to cry, but I cant let my male god see. Tyron thought: Alright. Ill pretend I didnt see. . After a while, Victor spoke up, Although Im not clear about the medical problems, I do know that mental illnesses can sometimes produce suchplications. Dont worry. Im not worried about this, Tyron replied, Ive already made an appointment for a consciousness projection operation. And Im doing very well now. You should have noticed that Ive already changed my avatars in the virtual world one after another. Indeed, Victor knew that his male god had two avatars (Pei Rongs and Tyrons own), but avatars in the virtual world were just a matter of personal preference, simr to selecting a blog avatar, so he hadnt thought much of it. Tyron continued, Therefore, the only thing I want to do right now is to thoroughly get rid of my old identity. I fully support you! Now that Victor knew that Tyron wasnt sad at all, he immediately felt happy for him. The Phoenix Empire hasws about this! . The two of them chatted for a while about the issue of changing identities. They were the ones who had developed the procedure for changing bodies, and they already had a great manyws rted to it, regardless of whether it was regarding racial characteristics or technological development. For example, they fully recognized a persons right to begin a new life. As long as he hadnt broken thew in the past, he could apply for a new identity and citizenship that would have nothing to do with his past. Some members of the Phoenix race would even take the initiative to erase their own memories so that they could live apletely new life. Victor said, My father is a member of the Phoenix Empire, and definitely knows about the consciousness projection operation. To the Phoenix race, changing bodies is just like changing teeth, and nobody thinks its a big deal. I heard that they will go through nirvana every few decades, and sometimes, when they make mistakes out of carelessness, some of the Phoenix people would end up attaching themselves to a new body on a a few light-years away and be an alien for a while. Tyron thought: This was quite interesting. There had also been races like these in his world who could only survive by attaching themselves to other bodies. Now, it seemed that the existence of this kind of race and theirws were very convenient for him. . Victor counted off his fingers as he exined. There are many ways to join the Phoenix Empire. Direct applications are the slowest, and they are very strict. However, you can go there first, then apply for permanent residency after three years, and then apply for citizenship. The third way is... To form a family unit with someone from the Phoenix Empire. When Tyron heard this, he suddenly asked, Are you a member of the Phoenix Empire? Victor immediately blushed and said, Nononono, but I can be one at any time because my father is. Oh. Tyron acknowledged his words, then moved the conversation away. But how could Victor have the spirit to think about anything else?! Victor: Hadnt an extremely important conversation taken ce just now?! Father! Quickly teach me what to do in this situation! Thirty secondster, Victors soul was still wandering. Not only was he distracted, his face became increasingly red. Tyron helplessly reached out a hand and flicked his forehead, What are you thinking about? Victor blurted out, Getting married and obtaining a license! Tyron: ...... Modern children... Tsk, tsk. Victor: ... Mom, save me! Or just kill me now! Wuwuwuahhhhhhhhh! . Just when Victor was so ashamed that he was about to join the pillow in the gap between sofa cushions, someone came to his rescue. His roommate kicked the door open with his leg andughed loudly as he said, Little Vic, hahahahahahaha! F*ck, hahahaha let me tell you! They said that they were able to take photos of War Gods face but arent allowed to release the pictures. That crowd of curiosity cancer patients are all about to hang themselves, hahahaha! The two people on the sofa looked back at him at the same time. Only then did the roommate discover that there was another person in the room. He instantly turned into the most embarrassed person in the room and begged Little Vic for salvation. Roommate: Hey, heyhey, Little Vic, you have a guest over? I, I was rude just now. Im normally... very polite. Tyron nodded and introduced himself, Im Odin. Hello. Roommate: My name is Connie, wee! Victor still hadnt reacted. He always felt that when a third person was present, his male god seemed to be very distant, as noble and cool as he was when standing on stage. Tyron soon bid them farewell. Victor sent him outside, secretly watching as his figure went further and further away. Victor: Sigh, he left just like that... Yingyingying~ Couldnt he have stayed for dinner? I actually forgot to congratte him on winning the team championships. Am I a fool?! . Victor leaned against the door for a long time. His roommate couldnt bear it and came over to pat him on the shoulder. Little Vic spoke in a dark tone, Those who hinder others from seducing their male god will be kicked by a donkey. ... The roommate had never seen Tyrons real appearance before, and was shocked after he heard Victors words. Oh my god! Little Vic! Did you switch male gods? I never knew that you were such a fickle, morally loose Vic! Victor held back for a long time before snapping, I havent changed, but theres no way to exin it to you! What were you shouting about when you came in? Roommate: Hahahahaha! Lao Tzu can also have a day of making aeback from being a salted fish! That group of curiosity cancer patients are about to collectively go hang themselves, wanting to see the War Gods face even if they dieCCHahaha isnt the War God the male god you met in the library? Lao Tzu saw you secretly taking photos of him long ago! Hahaha! Victor: ... Yesterday, you were still one of the main pirs of the curiosity cancer patient waiting group. Dont you know that youll attract too much attention if you suddenly act like this? #My dear roommate has absolutely no idea that his War God had just been sitting on the sofa and heard him saying Hahahaha! F*ck... as he kicked in the door# ...... Sinceing to this era, the master assassin had been acting both cautious and low-key. Therefore, Victor was the only person that he felt could be trusted so far. After leaving Victors house, Tyron had nowhere else to be. He returned to his residence to check his official mailbox. The first email came from the bank. Over the past few months, he had received a bonus of about 10 million from the league championship alone, not including the Seven Kills (coach) Clubs promised kill bonus and the various other sources of scattered ie. This was only counting the game-rted revenue. Therger portion of his revenue was still the 28 million he had received from Retard Lu. Then, there was also the ie from the fees for usage of his avatar. After beingbelled as a god in a single battle, all sorts of videos and programs sprang up like bamboo shoots after a period of rain, wanting to use his footage and avatar. There was also the revenue from a variety of fan-mademercial content as well as the licensing fees from gamepanies that added up to over 8 million. It could only be said that this was an era of fan economy. When it was all added up, Tyrons ount showed a bnce of nearly 50 million. However, 20 million of it was temporarily unavable because Tyron had just booked a consciousness projection operation. The bank had sent him many letters urging him to upgrade his ount, buy this or that product, and asking him if he wanted to participate in their fund projects... Tyron took out the ck gold card that the bank had given him and then indifferently threw the letters into the trash can. . The next letter came from the Chaoyang-Phoenix United First General Hospital. Based on the name alone, it was obvious that this hospital had a veryrge backing. As a public hospital, they were open to any citizen who wished to undergo a consciousness projection (body change) operation, and ranked first in both terms of ability and fame. Tyron had made an appointment for their consciousness projection operation program not long ago, and their people had alreadye by to perform a physical examination on his body in the real world. The letter stated that the next step in the surgery was to provide his genes, and they would immediately begin to develop a new body. The fee, including the deposit, was 20 million, and they allowed for some modifications to the genes. After all, many people have undergone this operation over a dozen times and didnt want to look exactly the same every time. Since Tyron wanted topletely change his identity, he would naturally erase Pei Rongs unique gic characteristicspletely and change the physical characteristics to match his own appearance. If the development was sessful, this new body would have the appearance of Tyron Odin from the past. . Thest letter contained even better news. The Chaoyang Alliance E-Sports A-League Individual Competition was about to resume. One of the top four yers was no longer in the top four because of illegal activities, so there were now four seed yers left. The most popr assassin, Lord Four Odin; an old veteran yer, shadow warrior Tower; this years ck horse contestant, sorcerer Maple Leaf; and an old opponent who had made aeback through the resurrectionpetition, ranger Flower Blower. Ch36 - Individual Competition - Shadow Warrior

Chapter Ch36 - Individual Competition C Shadow Warrior

trantor: xiin editors: bear & celtic The individualpetition would resume the following week. Before that, there would be various activities and press conferences; some of the famous yers would meet with their fans, and so on. It also served as a warm-up that led to the reopening of thepetition. On Wednesday, the draw for thepetition was released. The first round was: Tyron VS Shadow Warrior Tower, and Sorcerer Maple Leaf VS Ranger Flower Blower. Flower Blower was the winner of the Resurrection Competition and had automatically be thest member of the top four contestants. This was to avoid the embarrassing situation where there were only three people in one round. Over the weekend, e-sports enthusiasts spontaneouslyunched offline activities, and there were many people moving around on the streets in the virtual world. Some even dressed up in the ssic image of their favorite yer; the scene was very lively. Of course, the ones who were excited were other people, so it had nothing to do with Tyron. He took a rough nce through his next few rivals on the official website and studied their fighting styles, but most of his time was still spent reading leisurely. Even if he had already fully integrated into this world, there was still infinite knowledge he could continue to absorb. The best thing about this world was that there were no limitations to learningCCTyron was very satisfied with this. . In the blink of an eye, it was already time to resume thepetition. At the first series of fights after the reopening of thepetition over 100,000 spectators were seated in the audience stands. The sea of people gathered together enthusiastically to form waves; it was clear that they were boiling with excitement even before the event began. The little goblin host that they hadnt seen for quite a long time flew out from behind the stage and shouted enthusiastically, Dear friends in the audience, Ive missed you all to deathCC The audience responded to her, with some saying, You little sadist goblin,e to my bowl! Someone said, I also missed Lord Four to death!!! The little goblin fluttered and darted around in a circle, then said doubtfully, Hey, which yer goes by Lord Four? I dont know of them. I just know that my husbands name is Odin,l... Audience: ... . After a while, the first two contestants came on stage in a prearranged sequence. The shadow warrior was called Tower, and came from a famous fantasy game. He was a popr yer there and had brought arge wave of fans with him. As soon as he came onstage, someone shouted, There is only Tower in the light and shadownd under heaven! Brother Tower, unite the rivers andkes for a thousand generations! Towers avatar appeared as a domineering enforcer. He wore specialized chainmail armor, and there was a slender single sided sword around 70 centimeters long hanging from his waist as well as a long spear gun on his back. This was his standard equipment. Thementators turned on their mics, I probably dont need to introduce Brother Tower, right? No way, you really want me to introduce him again? Okay... Shadow warrior is a warrior-type upation. The characteristics of this profession is that they can switch between their light or shadow forms, and there are slight differences in which skills each form can use. The light form focuses on survival while the shadow form focuses on dealing damage. . After that, Tyron came up on stage and shook hands with the shadow warrior ording to the routine. The fans below were unwilling to show any weakness and a wave of sky-shattering shrill screams rose up, shocking thementator who was wearing headphones into jumping up in shock, his head filled with a buzzing sound. Give me a break, everyone! Thementator spoke frantically, I know that the War God is very handsome... It was alright if he hadnt mentioned it, but now there was an even more deafening wave of screams as the audience called out, Husband, Daddy, and all sorts of other things. The femalementator quickly followed up and said, Okay, okay, okay, the War God is everyones husband. The malementator didnt know whether tough or cry as he said, Alright, I know, I also need to introduce Lord Four. You guys just want to hear me sing his praises no matter what, right? Lets see... The assassin is an agility focused upation, and the characteristics of this profession are skills such as assassination, concealment, and tracking. Assassins generally set up an ambush at the start of a fight so that they can make the first move, but their performance is uncertainter on as it is very dependent on the map. yer Odin emerged from the free-for-all battle and ys in both the individual and teampetitions. Not long ago, he locked down his ce as a god with one battle, and was also able to win the championship for the teampetition. He is currently a candidate for the A-list. Hes known for his expertise inunching lightning-quick attacks and uses two different weapons. His attack and movement speed are extremely fast, and he has an overwhelming advantage in aerialbat. Hes also very skilled in assassination, harvesting lives during team fights, and breaking out of encirclement. His disadvantages are... The malementator paused for a good while, then suddenly fell into a cold sweat as he turned over the information he had on hand again and again, ...... Mothers tits, Lord Fours game video that hed watchedst night had been too cool! The notes he had written were all filled with advantages and he hadnt written down any shorings! What should he do now? There was a few seconds of suspicious silence, then the malementator said weakly, His shoring is that he cant heal? Audience: ... Two secondster, on the public screen: Haha theres no need to force it if you have nothing to say! An assassins weakness is that they cant healCCwhat kind of nonsense is that hahahaha! 23333, what more do you want from our male god?! Should an assassin also be a part-time priest? . While the malementator was still wiping off his cold sweat, the host had already drawn lots. The first randomized map this time was: Wind Gods Altar. This map was of a circr, two-story altar that floated high up in the middle of the sky. If yers fell from the altar, they would lose 20% of their life, then be sent back to the center of the altar automatically. The upper floor of the altar had a hole in the middle that allowed yers to jump directly to the lower floor; a staircase wrapped around the outer part of the altar, allowing yers to move back and forth between the two levels. The countdown began as soon as Tower and Tyron had been transferred onto the map. Tower took the lead in pulling out his long sword, holding the de in his other palm and performing a samurai-style salute; Tyron followed suit and pulled out his dagger Deep Silence. Femalementator: Tower uses his sword when in his light form, and the gun in his shadow form. Drawing his de shows that he ns to start off the fight in light form. As for Lord Four... Malementator: Well, Lord Four really doesnt follow a routine. Most of the time, Lord Four will directly break through the other partys setup and simultaneouslyplete the kill. . The countdown finished, and the first match began. Tyron followed the standard behavior for assassins and went straight into stealth mode as he looked for an opportunity tounch the first attack. Indeed, Tower had chosen to use his light form and his entire body was shrouded in a pale glow as he unhesitatingly ran towards the upper level. Malementator: Tower ran towards the most spacious part of the map. After confirming that theres nobody waiting in ambush within two meters of him, he has now started to add status effects to himself. Tower was in his light form and used skills to constantly increase his own defense. It was evident that he was guarding against the possibility of getting killed in an instant by the assassin. At this time, the invisible Tyron was five meters away from him. After observing the situation for over ten seconds, he made a sudden attack! Femalementator: Theres no opening for an ambush, so Lord Four went up straight on! A frontal attack, can he create a good opening advantage?! . Because there werent a lot of obstacles nearby that Tryon could use to conceal himself with, Tower was able to perceive Tyrons outline as he attacked. His de immediately swept across! Only a ding sound could be heard, followed by a ng. Tyrons dagger fearlessly shed upwards and instantly collided with Towers long sword. His arm moved dexterously and the dagger slid along the long de, gliding closer and closer. Tower felt a huge pressure against his de and immediately changed the direction of his long sword. By this time, Tyrons entire body had followed the dagger and entered an exceedingly closebat distance. The short sword in Tyrons right hand appeared in front of Towers eyes and stabbed like lightning straight towards his chest in that extremely critical moment. Malementator: One hit straight to the heart! The entire attack took ce in under two seconds, and only someone of Towers level can react in time, moving his sword to deflect! But his sword is still too slow! . At this moment, Towers thoughts were not on the fact that his sword was too slow, but that the dagger had been too fast! Even though he had heard about how terrible Lord Fours offensive was countless times before the match, Tower was still caught unprepared! Compared to Tyrons sword and dagger, his long sword was simply as slow as a turtle. In that instant while those thoughts were still shing through his head, Tower grabbed the short sword that was stabbed deep in his chest without hesitation and used a blinding skill, shining light! A huge light suddenly burst out of his wound. Tyron reacted quickly and immediately let go of his short sword, Song of Triumph. He jumped back by pushing against the short swords handle and immediately escaped from Towers attack range after causing a second round of damage. Femalementator: The assassin was forced back by Towers life-saving skill! Although he wasted a precious skill and also came out wounded, the assassins stealth skill has also been used up! Malementator: He must seize this opportunity while Lord Four cant go back into stealth mode to attack. If he doesnt attack now, when else should he go?! . As expected, Tower indeed rushed up! When the initiative was in Tyrons hands, Tower was as steady as a snail as he maintained his position. However, now that it was his turn to take the initiative, he could also burst out aggressively. Tower pulled out the short sword from his chest and tossed it away, immediately switched into his shadow form, pulled out his spear gun, and charged ahead! Tyron was still affected by the blinding light and was unable to see what was happening in front of him. As soon as he sensed danger, he immediately jumped down from the hole in the middle of the upper floor. The malementator shouted, Lord Four entered the lower floor, and Tower followed right after! Hes close, hes so close! Towers shots fell like a meteor shower and closely followed Tyron. Suddenly, Tyron tilted his head, and the pointed tip of the gun suddenly shed past the side of his face, nailing several strands of his hair to the ground! Immediately after, a dark shadow came down from the sky as Tower, in shadow form, dropped down from the second floor, aiming his long sword straight at Tyron in a double handed gripCC But right then, everyone saw a very familiar sh of light! Malementator: sh! The War God used his famous skill! The femalementator eximed at the same time. Damn! Its a sh thats aimed up into the air. I didnt know that it could be used that way! . Tyron held his dagger in his right hand as he suddenlyunched from the ground in the same second that Tower dropped down, executing a sh in mid-air. This time, there was only the cold light of his dagger, sharp and biting, as it flew up like aet rising up from the earth. When the light from theet dispersed, Tower only had 12% of his health left and was in a low HP state. The two of them were both in mid-air, and Tyrons dagger was already aimed squarely at Towers backCC However, in that moment, Tower suddenly switched back to his light form! Malementator: Ahhhhhhh! Brother Tower can do this! What a wonderful move! The less health he has in his light form, the higher his defense is! This wave of moves has really reached the peak of perfection! sponsored chapter~ thank you for the ko-fis! Ch37 - Individual Competition - Shadow Warrior 2

Chapter Ch37 - Individual Competition C Shadow Warrior 2

trantor: xiin editors: bear & celtic In light form, the lower his health was, the higher his defense. Towers instantaneous switch into light form saved his small life! He survived with a thrilling 2% HP, but Tyrons figure followed closely behind like bone-rotting gangrene. And at that momentCC Shadow form! Oh, damn!!! Thementator shouted loudly! Instead of bing anxious and first recovering his health, Tower immediately switched back to his shadow form after preserving his small life and used his shadow forms unique skill, shadowndmark, to teleport back to the upper floor. That was too thrilling. Those two form switches were absolutely the essence of what it means to be the best. The femalementator exined. If he hadnt switched to his light form, he wouldve been destroyed by Lord Fours sh right then; if he hadnt switched into his shadow form and escaped, he wouldnt have been able to avoid Lord Fours second attack. Only Tower is able to remain this calm and focus on self-preservation in this kind of situationCC The malementator added hisments from Tyrons perspective. Also, everyone should remember that when facing Lord Four, you absolutely can not cast skills while standing in front of him. Countless people have died tragic deaths under the War Gods sword while forcing an ultimate move during the teampetitions! Lord Four also has a fixed attribute of an extra 100% increase in aggression when facing a healer. The femalementator joked. So you definitely must not heal yourself in front of him... . After Towers figure disappeared, Tyron retrieved his short sword, Song of Triumph. Then he leaped up the mossy pirs and returned to the upper level of the altar via the hole in the middle. All of this had only taken five seconds or so, but Tower had already switched back to his light form and was waiting for him in an open space. Moreover, he had already healed himself back up substantially. The malementator spoke helplessly, Aiya, my god, Tower has recovered almost half of his HP! This is the most troublesome part of facing shadow warriors; even if they cant kill you in a direct confrontation, they can run away and heal themselves up... They are simply unkible... Cough, cough. . At this time, Tower was at half health, while Tyron was close to full health. Tyron crossed Song of Triumph and Deep Silence in front of him, then shot forward with a burst of speed to close therge distance! The femalementator only had enough time to begin shouting WowCC and hadnt even finished her exmation when Tyron had already arrived in front of Tower! Tower immediately used his sword to block, but was still pushed back two steps from the powerful assault as he and Tyron began to exchange a few close-ranged sword attacks. The sound of metal hitting metal rang out, and the audience could see that Towers remaining health was constantly fluctuating even as it steadily headed downward. This was because he was unable to keep up with Tyrons speed and couldnt block all of Tyrons attacks, which caused him to take several direct hits. However, whenever Towers HP reached a critical point, his light forms high defensive power and life-sustaining abilities would automatically kick in, allowing him to continue to live on with a thin sliver of health. The sword lights from the fight shed continuously for a full ten seconds, covering both their figures. Knife fighting at this speed was already the peak of closebat fighting. The audience had gone wild on the public screen: My god! A high-speed camera might be able to record it all, but I cant motherf*cking see it clearly! Do you dare to rey it at 0.5 speed?! Do you dare?! . The onlookers could tell that the speed of their knifebat was extremely shocking, but Tower, who was experiencing it in person, was even more terrified! Fast, too fast! He had to focus his entire mind on the knife lights in front of him. Tower had a hunch that if he was distracted for even 0.01 seconds, he would immediately be caught up in a storm of attacks and not even his bones would be left. So, he simply couldnt afford to be distracted with anything else, let alone try to find the opportunity to use his skills and attempt to break out of this deadlock when failure would only result in his death. He fought and retreated, like a ship that couldnt withstand the storm. Right then, he suddenly felt that the rhythm of Tyrons knife lights had changed. This time, Tyron attacked with his elbow after using his dagger. CCDamn it, it appeared that hed been pushed to the edge of the altar! There was a snapping sound inside Towers heart, and in the next moment, he took an unsteady step back when his center of gravity became unstable. His next step after thatnded on empty air and he fell off the upper level of the altar! Malementator: Will he fall down?!!! Femalementator: For a yer like Tower, one mistake is already enough! . Thats right. Tower only experienced a brief moment of panic. He quickly pulled out his spear gun in midair and was ready to seize hisst chance by stabbing the gun into the lower level of the altar to save himself from falling. But it was at this point that Tyrons figure appeared in front of his eyesCC Tyrons figure obscured the light from the sky, and from Towers point of view, it was like the devils shadow as it appeared from high above. The malementator pped the table and shouted, Lord Four jumped after him! Oh! My! God! Femalementator: Hes not leaving Tower any opportunities! He has no way to live! Lord Four has forced him to continue fighting in mid-air! Ah! They were tens of thousands of feet in the air! They plummeted through the sea of cloudsCC Tower no longer had a chance to recover from the fall, so he resolutely pulled out his long sword and prepared to face Tyron once again! The two of them, one on top and the other beneath, long sword to short sword and dagger, resumed their flurry of de attacks. From time to time, an unparalleled glow of dazzling brilliance would sh from the storm of knife attacks as they fell towards the earth like a meteor, only able to survive for a short few seconds beforeCC . Theyre out of the map! Theyve both dropped out of the map! Dropping out the map causes a forced reduction of 20% of their HP! Thementator shouted, Does he have a chance? Does Tower have enough health?! Not! Enough! He doesnt have enough! The War God wins! In the next moment, Tower lost 20% of his health and turned into a streak of white light! As for Tyron, he still had half his health left even after losing 20% due to the fall. He was transported back to the altar, where he stood still and put his knives away. The system announced that Odin had won! . The first match of the BO3 game ended with a three-minute halftime break. Both yers had stable personalities; the winner remained neither happy nor excited, and the loser was also very calm as he took the opportunity to rest and adjust his mental state. At the request of many members of the audience, a slow-motion rey of the previous knife fight had been put up on one of the sub-screens. Many people were intoxicated as they watched the thrilling fight while listening as the twomentators continued to chat. Femalementator: My husband is simply a perfectbination of wisdom, strength, beauty, and imposing manner that reaches the skies... Malementator: Hahahaha, youre such a sucker for a pretty face! I still prefer Brother Tower, his series of quick reactions just now was truly impressive. Femalementator: Logically speaking, isnt the light forms defensive capabilities a little too exaggerated? Tower was actually able to maintain his HP level at 10% under an endless onught of de attacks! If it hadnt been for my hubbys amazing brilliance in using the maps settings to kill off 20% of his opponents HP, this match wouldvested for over ten minutes. Malementator: The light form is known for its high defense and low attack power. Didnt you feel that Towers light forms damage output was quite mediocre? If he had used his shadow form to fight against his opponent, Lord Four wouldnt have been left with half health by the end of the game. Femalementator: But if he hadnt used his light form, Tower wouldnt have been able to stay alive after the first three minutes. Malementator: Which is exactly why its reasonable! Wasnt the War Gods attack speed even more exaggerated? Did he actuallye down from Mount Olympus? Femalementator: Hehee, hehehehehe... Was that too much of an exaggeration? This is nothingpared to the War Gods terrifying momentum. Malementator: ... . The halftime break passed quickly. The randomized map for the second round of the BO3 soon came out: Magic Fair. This map had an exotic ir to it, and was a city square lined with numerous tents of all sizes. The tents were colorful and jammed closely together, filled with magic tables, chairs, and so on; many of the tents had spires on their roofs, with colorful ribbons and banners hanging between them. There was one word to describe itCCChaos. This map was full of obstacles and colors, and was impossible to take in at a nce, making people feel that merely having two eyes wasnt enough. The malementator joked, Hahaha, our find your sister map has shown up! Femalementator: Every time yers that are good at concealment y on this map, both the audience and the opponent seem to have to y a game of spot the difference. It really trains our eyes! Malementator: So, this map provides assassins with quite an advantage. Lets see if the War God will be able to snatch the initiative and set up an ambush. . The countdown began immediately. When the two contestants entered the map, they were transported to the top of two tents, staring at each other across strings of colorful ribbons. Tyron was actually thinking that these bright colors were very strange and fantastical... Their world of magic clearly wouldnt have such a mboyant market. Each and every one of those mages were full of pride and they were all anxious about making themselves mage towers out of gold, silver, and jade. How could they set up stalls in a ce like this? In short, the master assassin had a lot of opinions regarding the interster peoples perception of the magical aesthetic. His heart was full of unspoken criticism for a while, and the countdown ended. In the first second, both contestants were caught off guardCCthey directly fell down from the top of the tents! Malementator: Oh, damn, hahahahaha! How did the system manage to be so insidious this time? The starting points for both yers were temporaryCCthose tent tops cant be stood on! Femalementator: Hahahahaha thats too funny... . Tyron fell down from the top of the tent. Fortunately, his reaction speed and bnce were good enough that he flipped back in mid-air andnded lightly. The tent copsed and Tyron dove out of it while removing the colorful silk banners that were hanging from his body. He was unable to hear thementary at this time, so he didnt know that the malementator was shouting, Oh, ho! Shadow form! Tower has ckened right from the start! Femalementator: My god! How violent! Tower went straight for his shadow forms attack capabilities without any dy. He didnt need to try and get out from beneath the tent at all as he pulled out his dark long spear gun and swept outward from where he stood! As the air wave sted through the tent, exploding it into countless pieces; a delicate rain of silk fluttered down from the sky. Ch38 - Individual Competition - Knock Out

Chapter Ch38 - Individual Competition C Knock Out

trantor: xiin editors: bear & celtic In the first match, Tower had started off in light form. By the second round, he had switched and instead started the match in his shadow form, domineeringly waving his spear gun around as soon as the match began. He was using the gun to tear down the tentsCCthere was no other reason behind it. He stood in ce and swung the spear gun around, whipping up a strong wind that caused the cloth to flutter like crazy, and everything seemed to have been caught up in the whirlwind. For a time, nothing could be heard except for the noise from the trivial knick-knacks colliding with each other in the strong wind. Malementator: Brother Tower has transformed into a demolition team! Femalementator: This strategy is quite authentic, and has been used before. In order to prevent the assassin from making use of the obstacles tounch an ambush from some shady corner, many yers with a strong offensive would choose to clean out a safe area. Malementator: Hahahahah, to be honest, Brother Towers gun dance is quite impressive... Femalementator: Nope. Im still standing on the War Gods side. Because the yers hadnt met on the map yet, the twomentators could only pass time by gossiping, and as a result, the topic seemed to have veered a little off course. The director hurriedly warned them: Stop! Some members of the audience are nowining that you two are unprofessional. Also, Old Yi! Swear a little less! The twomentators meekly stopped chatting. They looked at each other, then thought to themselves: Oh, we want to be healthy, harmonious, and positive... . At this time, Tower had already cleared out arge area. He returned his spear gun to its ce behind his back and stood in the center, standing there like a battlefield general. Malementator: Tower is waiting for the assassins first move. Based on his professions natural advantage, as long as he can break through the initiators stealth, hell have the upper hand. Femalementator: From thest game, we can see that tank type characters with high defense and health are the natural enemy of all assassin type characters. Even Lord Fours terrible attacking power couldnt break through a purely defensive light form in a short period of time. Malementator: Alright. Next, well take a look at Lord Fours perspective. After they changed the viewing angle, everyone could see that Tyron was currently on top of a tent. The malementator was a little confused when he saw this, asking, How did he manage to climb up there? Climbing up onto the loosely built, fragile tent was difficult enough. But to make it moreplicated, Tyron was even able sink into a crouch on the very tip of the tent as he watched Tower. The shadow warrior was standing in the middle of an open space from up aboveCCthe space that he cleared had simply made it easier for Tyron to observe. Femalementator: I suspect that Lord Four is really from a species that was born in the sky and not someone from the earth like us. Its impressive enough that hes invincible in aerialbat, but he can even make his body as light as a swallow and move about like he has wings. And when he is actually given a pair of wings? Its like he has undergone a Super Saiyan transformation. . Twenty-one seconds from the start of the match, and both yers had alreadypleted their preparations. Malementator: What an unexpected method! It seems that Lord Four doesnt intend to approach by stealth. Instead, hes choosing to make an attack on Tower from the air and catch him off guard! While he was speaking, Tyron had already made an elegant, steady approach and arrived behind Tower. He suddenly cut the steel wire, and began a windmillbo from mid-air! As expected, Tower was caught off guardCC Tyrons short sword and dagger moved together to create a perfect circle, his movements so fast that the naked eye was unable to differentiate between the two weapons. Those watching were also unable to count clearly how many hits it had been! However, Towers mentality was excellent, and he quickly reacted by sweeping his gun out. The malementator immediately became excited, They went straight into a head on confrontation! Brother Tower didnt even switch to his light form! He didnt switch! At this moment, the assassins knife lights were like snow white vertical lines, while the shadow warriors long gun waved and created a dark horizontal lineCC The two lines intersected. Neither of them defended, and neither attempted to parry. They simultaneously decided to exchange injury for injury! There was no backing away, they were simply going straight-on! . Everyone who saw this scene, including thementators, felt their blood boil. The femalementator spoke very quickly, Two extreme damage dealers have decided to trade HP for HP! Tower is losing health faster, and hes lost a third, almost half! Comparing base damage output with Lord Four is like sparring with a martial arts master. Lord Fours ability is the real deal! Tower has changed his cautious style for this match. Hes too fierce! But daCC The malementator bit back the rest of his damn, DaaaCCwere at the critical moment! Lord Four is fiercer than he is! Too fierce! This assassin is simply a nuclear-powered photon star gun, nobody can stop him! 17 strikebo! When Tyron finallynded from his mid-air drop, the first round of bloody attacks from both sides paused for half a second. Tower was left at critical health, but Tyron, whose defense was far less than a warriors, was still left with half his health. . Tower finally found an opportunity and immediately used his skill shadowndmark to teleport himself a few meters away. He then used his ultimate move, yered shadow, which sent numerous illusions of his spear gun stabbing towards Tyron. Short range weapons had the advantage of speed, while long range weapons, like guns, had the advantage of being able to attack from a distance. Malementator: Tower has picked a very good distance, just outside of Lord Fours scope of attack. Will Lord Four choose to continue facing these attacks head-on and trade blood for blood? Femalementator: Unlikely! As soon as she spoke, they saw Tyron reach out his hand. He coiled his right arm around the second piece of steel wire that was still hanging in the airCCit was the wire that everyone had forgotten about! The other end of the steel wire was fixed to a banner in the air, so when Tyron twisted it around his arm and pulled, he immediately slid through the air in a beautiful arcCC Not only was he able to skillfully avoid Towers attacks, he also moved directly to a position where he nked Tower! Femalementator: Lord Fours style is actually very cautious! Although he seems to be passionate and engrossed in fighting, he has always had the key to victory nned out behind the scenes! The malementator was so excited that he hadpletely forgotten his position as a Tower fan as he shouted, A three-dimensional map means that you can y a three-dimensional fight! Dont confine yourself to a single ne, because otherwise youll be strung up and beaten by Lord Four! . Unlike any other yer, Tyron seemed extraordinarily rxed and even at home in the air. He deftly avoided the torrent of dark gun attacks and swept close to his opponent, his movements like a swallow flying through the rain. It was both thrilling and aesthetically pleasing from any angle. Then, keeping his right arm on the steel wire, he gripped the dagger in his left hand. During the course of this seemingly casual glide, he suddenly moved like a bolt of lightning. The cold light from the tip of his knife, like a spark, only shed for a brief moment, but its amazing sharpness left deep, white afterimages in everyones eyes. Weak point attack! Fatal blow! Four times the critical damage! The malementator yelled, During a high speed aerial maneuver, he was still able to maintain such terrifying uracy and weak point hit rate! Who else! Tell me, who else can do that?! Femalementator: Tower is at critical health! Even in his shadow form, he was still unable to take down more than half of Lord Fours health! Malementator: Tower decisively chose to switch to his light form in order to remain alive! As long as he has the ability to endure, and tries a little harder, he might still have a chance to kill Lord Four! Femalementator: This map has no system penalties. Will Lord Four be able to sessfully break through Towersst 10% of health? The tankiness of this light form is every assassins nightmare! . Towers inner thoughts were by no means as rxed as thementators words suggested. He had indeed survived for 30 seconds with 10% of his health in the previous match and ultimately died due to the systems penalty, but... He hadnt felt like his opponent was helpless against his powerful defensive ability. At the time, it had felt more like Tyron was only testing out his basic attack skillsCC Indeed. The ability to fight with swords and knives was a basic skill for all melee yers. Just like how martial art masters fought using their internal force, this was a core skill that required hard work to develop, and it was impossible to fake it. And Tower had to admit that he was definitely inferior to Lord Four by more than one level in such a fundamental skill! What kind of assassin could maintain a rate of seven strikes per second during an extended sword fight? This question was just like: What kind of martial arts master would have seven hundred years worth of internal force cultivation? Seven hundred years. Was this actually possible for human beings to achieve? This was no longer a basic skill that an average master could train to over a short period of time, or something that a normal person could catch up to just by gritting their teeth. This was a thousand year old demon that hade to bully mortals. It was the difference between incredible talent and ordinary people that could make others feel despair, and the difference between the clouds and mud! ... And at this moment, this kind of knife light once again appeared right in front of Tower. . Without having been Tyrons opponent, the audience andmentators may never understand how truly terrifying the pressure was that Tower experienced at this time. But merely by looking at how Tower was forced to the point where he was unable to release any skills or do anything to fight back, the malementator could probably see some clue. Theres already nothing Tower can do. It will undoubtedly be the end for him if this state continues... Femalementator: This speed seems to be at the peak of Towers performance, but it is only at the average level for Lord Four. It now depends on what kind of method Lord Four will choose to break through Towersst 10%CC She hadnt finished speaking when suddenly, the malementator shouted, sh! The femalementator was interrupted, but nobody had time to pay any heed as they were all caught up in the sudden changes urring on the battlefield. . sh! Odin the War Gods famous skill, which first appeared during the aerialbat round of the teampetition, allowed him to instantly break through his opponents skills by moving at an ultra-high speed. This sh directly prated through the white figure of Tower in light form. Malementator: Unfortunately, his damage was still a little shortCC He had just spat out these words when he seemed to see an illusion of a second sh. The light was so bright that he couldnt be med for thinking that it was an illusion. But it wasnt a mistake. There was a second sh following after the first one! Is that possible?! How can that be possible! At a speed that thementators couldnt exin, Tyron had immediately executed a 180 degree turn after his first sh, then attacked Towers back like a killing machine! Tower was left with a sliver of health in an instant, but it wasnt enoughCC Third sh! The malementator was out of control as he roared, sh, and then sh again! Who can stop the War God now?! The defense of Towers light form had also reached its limit. Tower had a mere ten points of HP left! Thest thing he saw was another iing attack, as a nightmare-like figure dashed forward with two des crossed in front of him. Femalementator: Four consecutive shes! Instant explosive power! This is the technique to end all techniques, the War God amongst War Gods! CCTower should feel proud even in defeat! for any artists here... 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Chapter Ch39 - Im Going To See My Sweetheart!

trantor: xiin editors: bear & celtic The first game between the top four of the individualspetition was over atst. Contestant Odin knocked out the shadow warrior Tower and won 2:0! By the time the two contestants had returned to the stage, Towers face was full of respect as he took the initiative to shake hands with Tyron, saying, Ive participated in e-sportspetitions for many years, but Ive never been crushed like this by knife skills. I respect and acknowledge your position as a War God from the bottom of my heart and have noints about losing. Tyron shook hands with him and didnt reply. Hed never had any habit of talking on stage, and always left the little goblin and audience thirsting for more. They spent the whole time wondering out loud on the public screen, How can we make our male god say a couple more words? If you want to melt an iceberg in the Arctic, you will need to write a paper. To melt my male god, you might need to hold a world summit... . When the host came over, she added, Contestant Odin really cherishes words like gold. You are so lively and direct on stage, and have established your own style and system ofbat, the very imba Lord Fours tactics. She praised him exaggeratedly for a while, then changed the subject. Now, the audience has a question to ask: Lord Four, since you used sh four times in a row to empty out Contestant Towers remaining HP, we all want to know: why didnt you use this technique during the first match? Is it because you wanted to hide your strength? She handed the microphone to Tyron. And then, everyone watched as Tyron steadily, unhurriedly said, No. Host: ...... Fine, I know that this means no, it wasnt for the sake of hiding my strength, but Lord Four, can you say an extra word? Can you?! For some inexplicable reason, the fans were delighted by this! They were already used to being abused by Lord Fours concise words. When they encountered this single word no again, they actually felt that it was a little cute, a little familiar, and a little... cool?! . The host then asked, So, may I ask, why is this? Why would you choose to take advantage of the maps rules in the first match? Tyron spoke without changing his pace or tone, Save effort. Host: ...... He really managed to say one extra word... ah. Fans: Yingyingying My Lord Four is so lovely! Iceberg War God spoke such cute words with such an expressionless face, its simply impossible to resist hahahahaha! . If Tyron knew what these fans were thinking, he would probably want to show ...... Six points of deep silence. Killing the enemy in the most cost-effective wayCCwasnt that a universally epted, perfectly justified thing to do? Tyron came from a real battlefieldCChow could a battlefield be like a game, in which every fight began with both opponents in perfect condition, and they didnt have to worry about any physical problems or fatigue? Tyron had encountered countless wheel battles, as well as countless stalemate battles. If he had used all of his energy to kill his opponent in every match, he wouldve died on the battlefield due tock of physical strength long ago. By now, not even his bones would remain. The fighting style that had developed over hundreds of years wouldnt be changed just like that. Lord Four would naturally have his own unique style and system ofbat. . They had never thought that this action of theirs would really be so effective! When Lord Four appeared, the fans were all stirred up! Ahhhhh male god, take off the mask, please, male god! My curiosity cancer patient colleague is waiting for me to burn it for him! Lord Four, may I have your signature? Lord Four, Im begging you for a hug! Its also fine if I can give you a kiss! Male god! Sleep! With! Me! Tyron: ...... The master assassins heart was full of rejection. He knew that the interster people had tossed away things like moral integrity a long time ago, but he hadnt expected them to hang it on a rope and y around with it like a yo-yo! Intimacy? Sex? Marriage? This was a very serious matter! Based on his fame and prestige in his past life, even the gods up in heaven would pay attention to his marital status. After all, this was rted to a mans fate, and couldnt be decided arbitrarily. Tyron Old Antique Odin felt that he must tackle this problem head-on, so he responded very solemnly, No, I have no ns to marry. His mothers misfortune had been a great warning, and he had never considered marrying anyone. . The fans rarely received a response from their male god, so they were so excited that they almost burst into tears, Why! Male god! Are you going to be a single male god forever? Its fine if you dont want to get married! Big lord, I want to give birth to your monkeys! Male god, you can choose not to get married, how about you fall in love with me instead! Tyron felt that this was endless. After asking about marriage, they still had so many questions, wanting to know why, and then wanting to know about dating. After asking about dating, they wanted to know why... Two secondster, Tyron was expressionless as he said, No. I have a partner to do these things with. Goodbye. Fans: QQ! After he departed, all that was left behind were the withered hearts of his fans. The wind blew past, and they all broke apart into ss shards. ...... The next day, a certain news trail became like this: The first win amongst the top four in the finals! Lord Four admits to having a partner! This piece of news repeated the conversation between Lord Four and his fans word for word and was used specifically to generate interest and poprity. Most people simply followed the news for fun, but a certain person felt very unhappy. This person was Victor. At the time, Victor and his roommate had just finished watching the match and subsequent news. His roommate even said, Hey, hey, hey, Little Vic, you know this is fake, right? Victor: I know. Dont worry. Im not unhappy. Roommate: Little Vic, perhaps your male god is saying it just to fob off his fans. Doesnt he dislike being blocked by fans? Besides, theres a chance he might even be talking about you! Victor: Come on, Im not fantasizing blindly. I still have a lot of work to do, Im leaving first. Roommate: Oh. In that case, Im relieved. . Relieved, my ass! In the middle of the night, Victor, in his pajamas, knocked on his roommates door while clutching a pillow with an I want to cry expression on his face. Roommate: ......?? Victor: I dreamt that male god has someone he already likes! It must be a dream wuwuwahhhhhhhh... Roommate: ...... ... I was relieved too soon. . The roommate pulled Victor into his room, sat him down on the bed, poured him a cup of hot water, brought out some snacks, turned on a TVedy, and patted him sympathetically on the shoulder before saying, Little Vic, dont be unhappy. Ill lend you my shoulder. At this moment, the roommate felt that his face was filled with the glory of the Virgin Mary. Then, Victor poked his shoulder, felt that it was too low, and ced the pillow in his hands on top of it. He rested his head on top of the pillow in a dejected manner, I like Mr. Odin. Roommate: ... I already knew that. Victor: I dont want him to like other people; I dont want him to date anyone. Roommate: Okay, okay. Little Vic, to tell you the truth, your directness is very cute! Victor then added, Its okay for him to fall in love and date me, but he cant do that with anyone else. Roommate: ...... Little Vic, ever since you started your own business, youve picked up a bit of a domineering president attitude?? . Victor continued, My male god is too perfect. Im very happy, but also a little sad. I dont know what to do! He has both good looks and strength, his IQ and EQ are both very high, and hes always been so impressive. I, I... I dont know anything about e-sports, and I dont understand much at all! But, Little Vic, his roommateforted him, You also have good looks and strength. You graduated from a famous school, youre able to act as a legal representative, can make financial statements, and you even opened such a greatpany. Many people also think that youre a male god who is difficult to approach! Victor spoke sadly, Ive always been very confident and I know how to be modest when I should be, but Im very clear about where I stand. Roommate: ...... Oh, you group of Learning Gods are simply... Victor continued, But I just have no way of being so self-confident when Im standing in front of my male god... Roommate: ...... Tsk, tsk. Revenge is sweet. This thing called emotion is really a great vanquisher. Victor paused for a moment, then suddenly said, But, I think youre right! I should be more self-confident. I should go and find my male god, and tell him how I feel! Since I like him and have liked him for so long, I should let him know! Roommate: ...... What, what, what??? What did I say? Victor: I shouldnt hide and shrink away! Theres nothing in this world that cant be solved with goodmunication! As long as I think of a way, I, Victor, can do anything! The roommates expression was muddled as he watched Victor remove the pillow from his shoulder, abruptly switching back from being wilted Little Vic to being domineering president Vic and running enthusiastically back into his own room. Roommate: ... Li, Little Vic, what are you going to do? Victor: Im going to see my sweetheart! . Victor was very nervous, but also very excited. He changed into his favorite coat, carefully fixed up his appearance in the mirror, and sprayed on some cologne. Then, he ran all the way to Tyrons residence before finally remembering that it was still very early. He nned to wait until eight in the morning before knocking at the door. But Victor was still quite excited; just thinking about being able to see Tyron soon made him very happy. He paced back and forth outside the door, excitedly organizing his speech. His palms were hot and sweaty, and he had a foolish, delighted smile on his face as he continued to fantasize about it. At this moment, his heart was full of visions of the future. Regardless of whether it would be good or bad, he had already gathered together all of his courage in preparation to begin. . When the sky of the virtual world began to lighten up, and half of the sky was still covered by the starry night with dawn slowly creeping in, Tyron discovered that someone was outside. It was Victor. Victor had already taken a step forward, his eyshes fluttering nervously, the moment Tyron opened the door. Mr. Odin, Victor said, I know you said that you have a partner, but I still have something I want to say to you. I have to say it; I must say it! If not today, then it must be tomorrow. I like you very, very much! At that moment, Tyron was actually left dumbfounded. His dark golden pupils contracted slightly. Victor pursed his lips and forcefully pressed down all of his excitement and shyness in order to speak clearly. I will be the happiest person in the world if you can ept my feelings. If you cant, then Ill try to think of some other way! Tyrons mouth curved upwards slightly when he heard this, and he asked, Think of what other way? Victor said, I, Ill continue to work hard to be a better person so that when you be the worlds number one male god, I will also have be the only person who is worthy of being with you! Tyron crossed his arms over his chest and smiled as he leaned against the door frame, And if that still doesnt work? Victor finally tugged on his ears and said, Then, then Ill wish you luck in finding a better person. If you get together with someone else and get married, Ill be happy, and Ill be sad. I, I also dont know what Ill do. Ill cry on the day you get married, but Ill still like you... xiin: I WASNT READY OMG WHAT JUST HAPPENED bear: i think we all need a dose of little vics domineering president confidence in our lives ? ???? celtic: wow, youve really got to admire Little Vic, putting it all out there so bluntly. Ch40 - Would You Like Another One?

Chapter Ch40 - Would You Like Another One?

trantor: xiin editors: bear & celtic The author has something to say: In case some readers have forgotten: Incubi are creatures that absorb human energy to live. They would kabedon their victim, give them a kiss, and then ask Would you like another kiss?. Due to their extreme charm, most victims are unable to resist the incubis temptation and will open their mouths to ask for the next kiss, and then... And then theyll be sucked dry _(:٩f)_ Tyron wondered how this child could be so interesting. Tyron pressed one hand on the door frame and leaned his body forward, secretly caging Victor within his embrace as his smile gradually deepened. How well do you know me? Yet you dare speak about like? He bowed his head, his gaze intersecting with Victors. The distance was so small that Victor could almost feel Tyrons breath. His face quickly turned red, and he couldnt speak at all for half a beat. Have you clearly seen what type of person the one you im to like is? Was it because I was kind to you in the library, so you mistakenly thought I was gentle? Or was it because, at other times, I spoke a few more sentences to you, and you received the wrong message? Tyron spoke slowly. If Victors speech had been quick and warm, then Tyrons words were probing and deep. His dark golden eyes were always at half-mast. He never argued with anyone and always did everything on his own at an unhurried, measured paceCCVictor used to think that this was a type of elegant aloofness, but now he suddenly discovered that it was because Tyron had experienced all the vicissitudes of life. . What kind of like is this liking of yours? Tyron continuedzily, Is it the type where you see a puppy on the side of the road and find it very cute, so you want to keep it close to please you, or is it the type where youve looked at somemodity in the store window for a very long time and want to have it as your own more and more every day? Victor wanted to say: Its not like that... It shouldnt be like that! But for some inexplicable reason, his throat suddenly closed up, and he abruptly realized that he really didnt know Tyron as well as he had thought. At the very least, everyone in this era spoke about like so lightly, starting and ending rtionships on a whim. They treat it like they were just giving it a try, thinking that at the worst they would only hurt each other and their respective families. So, even if they had already started a family, they could separate due to a single jarring disagreementCC But Tyron wasnt that kind of person. Tyron was a person who treated feelings that seriously. Victors nose suddenly felt sour, but it wasnt because Tyrons words had hurt him. It was because he felt ashamed all of a suddenCCTyron had urately described a frivolousness that the people of this era were proud of when they should have felt ashamed instead. . And when Tyron spoke those words he truly hadnt intended to hurt Victor. He reached out his hand and flicked his finger against Victors forehead lightly, Child, how young are you now? Dont focus all of your passion on another person so early. You were born from a noble family and have inherited a wealth of very good emotional rtionships. Be a little more rational and use it for people who are worthwhile. You will have a very happy life that way. Victor choked back a sob and said earnestly, But... You have to at least give me one chance! I really want to get to know you better and spend more time with you... Tyron was silent for a moment before speaking again, Im not the right person. Victor couldnt help but want to cry! He really wanted to cry out loud and make this hateful person in front of him be at a loss about what to do! That way, Tyron would be a little more gentle with him... But he couldnt. He couldnt simply give in and ept a total defeat just yet. Tyron helplessly began tough. Bowing his head, he used his thumb to push Victors scattered hair from his forehead. After a while, Tyron bent down and gently touched his lips to the corner of Victors mouth. Victors eyes instantly opened wide! . Tyron kissed him. Victor hadnt yet had time to sort out exactly what kind of emotions had filled his heart when, suddenly, he saw Tyrons dark golden, narrow eyes constrict. The instinct that all humans have abruptly made all of Victors hair stand on end. He realized: This was killing intent. After the gentleness that would pull someone into a bewildering fog of confusion came shockingly frightening killing intent! Only Tyron was capable of interweaving the two! His killing intent made Victor stiffen, but he was unable to move at all. He could only watch from the side of his eyes as Tyron approached once again. Then came another kiss filled with both murder and gentleness. It was so merciless, yet so enchanting. It made a persons heart hurt to the point it felt like it would break in half, yet it was also so intoxicating that it felt like their heart would melt into sugar water. Then came Tyrons low, deep voice, like a whisper from the devil, Would you like another one? . CCYes, Yes! Victor was shouting loudly in his heart. He had no way to reject the desire and love that poured from his soul. However, he really was unable to move. He felt as if he would actually be killed by this intoxicating gentleness and that he would willingly give up his life to die this way. He didnt realize that this was a reaction from his biological instinct that had woken up due to the fact that he was facing the lure of an incubus. It was telling him that as long as he agreed, he would die without a burial ce and be prey caught in the web of a dangerous predator. Caught up in aplex struggle against his natural instincts, Victor experienced an iparably long few seconds of silence. Within that silence, he watched as Tyronughed lightly, then gently straightened up his cor for him before saying, Go back and go to sleep. Youll be fine. He didnt know why, but the moment Tyron turned around, Victor abruptly knew: If he let him go just like this, Tyron would directly disappear from his life, and he would never see him again! . CCDont go, in fact, I want it. CCKill me, then. Take my like and my life away together! Victor burst into tears and, at that moment, he was suddenly able to break free from the shackles of instinct. He threw himself at Tyron like a dying man putting up ast-ditch effort, and even someone like Tyron had to step back slightly, his back hitting the wall. Victors lips trembled, and he was still unable to speak half a word. He could only abruptly pull on Tyrons cor, pushing himself close without warning, and crush his lips against Tyrons lower lip. ...... Tyron didnt move. Lowering his eyes to look at Victor, his gaze contained rare traces of indulgence towards the younger generation. . Two secondster, Victor fiercely rubbed away his tears and said, I! Am! Sorry! His tone was particrly ferocious, and Tyrons lips curled upwards when he heard it, Why are you apologizing? Victors expression was full of his refusal to ept the situation as he stiffened his neck and eximed, Because I forcibly kissed you! ...... Tyron tipped his head back and thought for a moment, then said, You can apologize one more time. Victor froze. Tyron spoke unhurriedly, You asked me to give you a chance. I gave it, and you grasped it. At that moment, Victor felt that all the flowers in the entire world were blooming! Why was the sky so beautiful, and the dawn light so romantic? It was really too beautiful, it made people want to cry! . Victor struggled to hold back his tears and said loudly, I! Am! Sorry! And then, he gave Tyron another forceful kiss. Tyron looked at his expression and couldnt help wanting tough. And then, Victor said again, Sorry! And kissed him again. Tyron: ...... Victor: Im sorry, Im sorry, Im sorry, Im sorry... ...... If he kept kissing, his lips would be swollen. This child. If he had fallen for a real incubus, he would have already been sucked dry a long time ago by now. . Alright, alright, alright. I get it. Tyron said helplessly. Victor giggled foolishly at him. Then he wailed and began to cry, How could you be such a hateful person! Congrattions on making it to the top of my most hated person list and my most favorite person list! Tyron: ...... The master assassin was really at his wits end. . Tyron picked Victor up and carried him to the sofa, where he had no choice but to watch over him for a while. Victors tears had already stopped. He said rather disjointedly, Even my mother never bullied me like this! I dont feel like Ive bullied you, Tyrone said. You were kissing me while aiming killing intent at me! Victor said, If I got frightened and ran away, you would have had a reason not to ept me! Tyron looked left and right, then tried to change the topic. Does your mother like to bully you? I know youre shifting the subject! Victor said. Then continued, Yeah, when I was young, she would always take me to other peoples houses to y. Every time I wanted something the other children had she would wait until I said I wanted it, and then when I got into a fight with the other children she would happilye over to spank me on the butt! She would say I was a brat who purposely coveted other peoples things and was making things difficult for the other childrens parents... and she had to take me home and teach me properly. Tyron: ...... Your mothers teaching methods are really awe-inspiring. . Victor added: Why do seniors always like to bully me! They say that Im cute while thinking up ways to see me cry. Isnt that a bit overboard!? Also, how much older than me are you actually? Tyron wondered internally if he should calcte this based on his previous life or calcte it with the time he had lived after his death? ...Im not very old either. The master assassin who wasnt actually human and had lived for over a thousand years and been dead for six hundred years said, Maybe a few generations older. Victor: Have you gone through many consciousness projection operations? Is your illness caused by a badly cultivated body during thest operation? Tyron: ...It would take too long to exin it, but you can treat it that way. If he equated the contract with the God of ughter with this interster body changing operation, then he had indeed encountered something simr: The operation (contract) was different from expected, and there was a problem with his new body. He had been unlucky enough to end up involved in another persons (Pei Rongs) troubles. . Victor sat on the sofa and looked at Tyron the whole time. After a while, he asked weakly, Can I apologize again? Tyron said, Come here. He was very solemn. Victor felt a little bad about continuing to y tricks and hurriedly smoothed out his expression as he went over to stand in front of him. Tyron said, Im sorry. Then, he gently pinched Victors chin and bowed his head to kiss him tenderly. Victor wanted to drown in Tyrons dark golden eyes. A foolish, smiling expression appeared on his face unknowingly as he whispered, Why are you apologizing? The corner of Tyrons mouth curled up in azy arc. He didnt answer and only pinched Victors thoroughly flushed earlobe again as he said, In the future, dont cry anymore. Ch41 - Male God’s Flash

Chapter Ch41 - Male Gods sh

trantors: xiin editors: bear & celtic What did little fanboys fear most? A cold, handsome man who, when nobody else was around, instantly transformed into a gentle and mature man with a mischievous streak. Victor was so fascinated that he had lost his senses, and simply wanted to cling to Tyron. He never wanted toe back down again. However, while he was still unaware of the time, his rm clock went off. It was already eight oclock in the morning. He had to go to work. Victor: ...... Tyron peeled him off and said, Alright. Stop clinging. I have no intention of flying away. Victor was deste. I wont go to work, he said. Okay... Just one day! Today is particrly important! Tyron stretched out his index finger, tapped Victors forehead lightly, and asked, What about your future prospects? Victor swallowed and wanted to hold on to Tyron but didnt quite dare to; instead, he ended up clutching at his clothes in frustration. I want my male god, not my future prospects. Tyron was amused as he reached out and assumed a pose as though he was about to roll up his sleeves. Your male god is preparing to beat up a man with no future prospects. Will you dodge? Thinking of Tyrons superior power and strength, Victors hair stood on end. Going, going, Im going! . Victor tidied himself up, then reluctantly walked out the door. A few minutester, Tyron felt that something was off. He opened the door to take a look and saw that Victor was still standing at the door. Tyron: ...... Victor said, Male god, I dont feel very real. Did I sleepwalk inside just now? Victor was like a child who knew he had done something wrong as he hung his head, his hands limp by his sides, standing there in front of him. Tyron was actually very clear in his heart: If the older person took the initiative in an exchange of affections, the other party would surely feel nervous and concerned about what they might lose. Further, the information avable to both parties wasnt equal; one party would inevitably have to give out more love and trust. . Tyron wasnt in the habit of sharing his own story or expressing his feelings but was very certain in his own mind that he liked this child. Although he called him child in his heart, Tyron acknowledged Victors feelings. Sometimes, liking someone had nothing to do with age. And while partners with an age difference between them might have a sense of ambiguity in their feelings, there was also a sense of protection, dependence, and tender care. But so what? Love was undefined. It came in a thousand, ten thousand different forms. Over the past thousand years, he had seen several rtionships between humans and elves; there could be a difference of over a thousand years in their life spansCCand at the end of such love, how many elves who had already lived for thousands of years, would choose to end their lives after the death of their lover of mere decades? . Just like Tyrons mood right now. He thought about it and said, Ive already told you, Im not the right person for you. Victor lifted up his head to look at him. Because my personality is terrible. Tyron continued, Im not as gentle as you think. I will ssify you as my property, and if you want to run away, I will get you back and break your legs. Victor: !!! If anyone else wants to steal something thats mine, Tyron added, Ill kill them directly. Victor giggled happily. Tyron had a cold expression on his face as he continued, If you continue to im that you are sleepwalking, and this is false, or if you want to repudiate our rtionship and no longer acknowledge it, I will be very terrible. I might lock you in the basement so that you see nobody else but me for the rest of your life. CCBasement! Little ck house! Victors face showed a frightened expression while his eyes lit up and sparkled with a delighted glow. He hurriedly swallowed his saliva and tried to suppress his fascinated smile. . Tyron: ...... Tyron had originally wanted to intimidate Victor by sharing what lengths he was honestly capable of going to. Essentially, he was a person who was very pessimistic about feelings and rtionships. When his scum, mixed-race father ran off and left his mother, the young Tyron had imagined building a devils prison and keeping his father there for a thousand years in order to properly train him into being a good family man. But for some reason, when he spoke about the little ck house it seemed as though Victor already believed him, and... he was quite looking forward to it? Master assassin: ????? Why were children of the interster age so filthy-minded?! Tyron swallowed back the rest of the words he wanted to say to scare him. Go on, youre going to bete. Victor was still unable to extricate himself. He was smiling as he said, In that case, Im really leaving... I, Ill definitely be back! Who told you to provoke me? Tyron took it for granted. Stop talking nonsense, go. . Instead of rushing to thepany, Victor calmed himself and steadied his mood on the way there. He saw a little girl skipping and jumping around as she walked; he looked left and right, then secretly followed her lead and skipped a couple steps too. He wandered like the wind in this endless, aimless way for a while, and Victors burning cheeks finally returned to normal. He suddenly came to a realization: Why did Tyrons seemingly cool and distant words give him a higher sense of security than any promise? ...... Oh. So this was his male gods finesse?! Wow. ...... When Victor arrived at thepany, everyone could see that he was in a very good mood. It could even be said that he was in high spirits and shining with joy. After greeting everyone, Victor sat down in the office and began to deal with the emergencies that hade up that day. Then, he was caught off guard by a glimpse of a report. On their website, they had a person with the ID White Thousand Degrees, who had brought his own fans and marketing team with him. This person was known for making e-sportsmentary videos and, from time to time, would analyze many of the techniques that the experts used, as well as their own original techniques. And then, todays report happened: White Thousand Degrees had released a video about an original technique of his that he called instant cut on their site. In his introduction: Instant cut was a type technique that used rapid movements to approach an enemy while simultaneously dealing fatal damage. Wasnt that very familiar? Victor: ...... This is my male gods sh! . Victor opened up the clip from the video that was included in the report, and watched as White Thousand Degrees and his demonstration partner appeared in the arena. White Thousand Degrees spoke up as soon as he appeared, This instant cut looks like a sh from the outside. Isnt it cool? Its super cool! Its simply the most amazing technique that can be used to impress thedies! Friends in the audience, you definitely cant miss out on this! ...... Victor shifted to watch the end of the video. White Thousand Degrees mentioned sh multiple times in this description, and it was obvious from a nce that he was taking advantage of the poprity of War God and sh as he intentionally or unintentionally guided the audience to think about sh. And the technique itself was basically a copy of sh. White Thousand Degrees used a certain type of starting position to elerate, and when he reached his ultimate speed, he used a de and killed off the enemy that was apanying him to demonstrate with one sweep. From any point of view, it was clearly about borrowing the hype around the War God to increase the poprity of his own videos. Most importantly, he waspletely unable to reach the outbreak speed that the War God could achieve. He was at least half the speed of the War God, yet he had the audacity to im that it was his original technique?! Victor sat there in his office chair, so angry that he was about to explode! . In fact, it was still too early for him to explode. During a meeting in the afternoon, White Thousand Degrees marketing team brought up the matter of cooperation with their own marketing team. White Thousand Degrees wanted them to promote him, so that he could add another zero behind his yback numbers, then hire a team to hype it up into a treasured video of their station. It would help him continue to attract more fans and promote his videos while simultaneously bing the first shot that their new website fired, which would help the website make a name for itself in the creative world. In their proposal, they had already detailed how to set up the hype. It would basically be made viral like this: The first step is to hire a water army to mention yer Odins sh, then lead theizens to link the two together. The second water army will be suspicious and use the technique of being an imitation while releasing the data analysis results of instant cut, highlighting this key point: the technique has a 90% simrity and effectiveness to sh. The two sides will engage in a two-day ming campaign in order to encourage spection, during which we will need to pay for some big V ounts to forward and spread the debate. After the hype has reached 80%, the third navy will rush up to wash everything white. At the same time, ourmentator XX wille out to rify. The second water army will immediately apologize and delete their posts, thereby washing clean any corrtion between instant cut and sh. There was also something like this: Eleven possible pre-nned responses to any reaction Odin himself might have to this situation. Victor: ...... Victor didnt want to explode anymore. He wanted White Thousand Degrees to explode on the spot! Immediately! Right now! . However, this was a capitalistic society. As soon as White Thousand Degrees marketing team said that they would be willing to invest and front the initial funds, the participants of the meeting immediately fell silent and considered it seriously. As soon as the head of that team left, thepany founders all sat down together to discuss the matter. Victor was the final decision-maker, so he intended to express his thoughts at the very end and first listen to the others discuss between each other. Thepany had just started, and the site was still at the stage where they were losing money and were desperately trying to attract customers. All of their avable funds were tightly controlled and were being used to expand and seize market share. At this time, White Thousand Degrees own poprity, capital, and marketing n were all resources they badly needed. The fact that White Thousand Degrees had giarized the War Gods sh was not even within their scope of consideration. The more Victor heard, the tighter his frown became. Someone noticed his dissatisfaction and said, This is killing two birds with one stone, its a win-win situation. No, its not. Victor argued, This is selling thepanys credibility for money. Do you really think its a good deal? The other sideughed bitterly. We are short of money. With money, we can expand. Only when we expand can we be a healthypany and speak of credibility. Victor said earnestly, I have never doubted that we will be able to seed in making thepany healthy, going public, and then bing stronger and bigger step-by-step until we are able to stand in the forest amongst the worlds strongestCCBy then, however, this matter will have be a stain on our life. Even another billion, two billion, or even five billion will not be able to help us redeem the credibility we sold so easily. ... Its a good thing to have confidence and dreams. Someone spoke up, But money is also a good thing. When we are really stronger and bigger, there will be a lot of ways to cover up the past. Victor thought to himself: No, nobody will want to cover it up by then! A hungry person who sold a little bit of their conscience for some bread would have his conscience reduced, and therefore would be more willing to sell a little bit more of it in order to buy a piece of clothing. Then, he would use it to buy a house, a luxury car, and everything else he wanted to buy until he was empty inside with nothing left. How would he be willing to give up everything that he had in order to buy his conscience back? He already had no conscience left, and had no shame! this chapter reminds me of the fact that this novel is actually tagged ǿǿ C which means two strong protagonists. Victors been fanboying for so long that its easy to forget hes bad ass on his own, too. Ch42 - Individual Competition - Sorcerer

Chapter Ch42 - Individual Competition C Sorcerer

trantor: xiin editors: bear & celtic The angrier Victor became, the calmer he appeared. Every person there was young and had aspirations simr to his. Sometimes, questioning them would only prick their pride and makemunication more difficult. Victor put down the proposal, turned on the disy screen, and zoomed in on thepanys logo. Who remembers what we created this for? he asked. Could it be that our initial purpose wasnt to protect the basic rights and interests of creators? We need to grow bigger and require more money in order to achieve this goal, right? Are we now going to ignore the bigger picture, cut corners, and start selling out our ultimate goal for the sake of money? Several people bowed their heads, while a few others were still deep in thought. Someone said, Victor, I understand that you want to both grow big and be reputable, and that you want our products to be good and attractrge audiences. However, now we need to make a trade-off between the two... Victor retorted, I chose to grow by word-of-mouth. Are you saying that this was the wrong decision? By this time, his presence had already overwhelmed everyone else at the table. Most of them came to the realization that he was thergest shareholder in thepany, as well as the most powerful director and president amongst the founders. They chose to stop debating. Faced with the few who were still deliberating, Victor softened his tone and said, Of course, Im not ming you for wanting to follow a strategy of obtaining more resources. Only, this is contrary to the direction of thepanys development. I respect your ideas and wont reject White Thousand Degrees cooperation proposal immediately, but you will need toe up with an in-depth analysis in order to convince me. . When Victor headed out of the meeting room, someone offered to open the door for him. This was the first time that Victor had exerted pressure during a meeting, using his words to express his firm stance. It made quite a few people realize that Victor was no longer the straight A student who focused on school work and had to twist himself into knots to pull people together into groups. Further, they could no longer be that same group of unregted, undisciplined, hot-blooded entrepreneurs that relied on brazenness and youth. They had to build rules and have ss, and those rules and stratum would only be more solid and difficult to ignore as time went on. This was a matter of course, an unalterable principle of life. . When Victor returned to his office, he rang the bell to call for his secretary, then wrote down two names for her. Check their finances for this month, and make sure to look into any contact they may have had with White Thousand Degrees team. The secretary asked, Should this be done through thepanys channels, or through a private investigator? Victor replied, I think that youre very intelligent, so you can decide that on your own. As soon as the secretary thought of Victors usual open and upright style, she knew that this was a test of both her ability and character. At the same time, she felt very motivated by his praise, and carefully put away the paper as she left the office. . After that, Victor nned to turn on White Thousand Degrees video and watch it from beginning to end for himself, but it wasnt suitable to do in the office. Instead, he went to the lounge. And it just so happened that the partner who had been the most set against him in the meeting was having a smoke there. The man took a deep drag of his cigarette (in the virtual world, there was no toxic effect). He had known Victor from school for a long time, but this was the first time he had felt pressure from this kind, honest, and gentle student. It made him a little nervous. Seeing his anxiety, Victor asked, Do you have another cigarette? The other party pulled one out and Victor epted it, holding it between two fingers as he took a very light puff off the cigarette. The scene at that moment subverted his past image as an immature studentpletely, and the image of a new Victor was reassembled. It engraved itself into outsiders impression of him. Victor took only one puff before he put the cigarette down. He smiled lightly, then left without another word. . Ten minutester. Victor rinsed out his mouth twice. In fact, he really hated the taste of cigarette smoke. He finished watching White Thousand Degrees video had even logged onto his anonymous alternate ount to send out severalments that criticized it for giarism. But he was still extremely angry! Even if thepany didnt support him, White Thousand Degrees would still hire a water army to continue the hype and spection! Victors expression was dark, and his heart was also ckening as he thought to himself: This White Thousand Degrees actually dared to disrupt the harmonious environment within ourpany. In order to prevent something simrly unpleasant from happening, he, as the president, had the responsibility of getting rid of this disharmonious factor! Haha, should he buy a water army to cken him to death, or should he go through legal channels and sue him, or maybe both? As he thought, he opened up his mail. He thought about it for a moment but ultimately decided not to tell Tyron about this matter. Firstly, Tyron had basically no interest in this kind of thing, and secondly, Tyron should be preparing for his next match at this time... Victor shouldnt disturb him just because of a jumping clown. Victor put away the mail and picked up his coffee. His expression was both deste and tranquil as he looked out the window. He thought to himself: The weather was cold now. He would make White Thousand Degrees go bankrupt to the point where he couldnt even afford to wear underwear!!! ...... Tyron would soon be ying in the second round of thepetition. In fact, he never did much preparation before the matches. Rather, he thought about matters rting to Victor for a while. Regardless of whether it was from the lessons he learned watching his parents family, or the lonely life and career hed had over so many years, they both made Tyron hesitant and cautious about feelings; he could never be as enthusiastic and warm as Victor. But he also disliked his own indifference, just like how he hated the part of his character he had inherited from his father. Tyron decided he was willing to try and ept a different way of life, so he was now going to give it a try. However! Yesterday, Victor hadnt done any of his regr fanboy activities. He hadnt sent texts, nor had he sent out any new blog posts. (He was clearly worrying himself over the matter regarding White Thousand Degrees.) Was this the type of attitude he had left after confessing his feelings? Victor, it would be very easy for you to lose your male god this way! . When Tyron was unhappy, the aura around him became colder. When he stood there on the stage, the audience all felt: Had the War Gods iceberg grown to the next level?! The flowers of that high, icy peak were simply impossible to reach... This was the second round of matches between the top four. The assassin Odin was fighting against the sorcerer Maple Leaf. Obviously, the assassin profession inherently restrained mage professions. Faced with a Lord Four whose gaze was clearly colder than it had ever been, even Maple Leafs opening statement lost a bit of its confidence. Thementators also didnt shy away from the topic: It will be difficult for Maple Leaf to win this round. Sorcerers are generally squishy, with low health. Their biggest advantage lies in the fact that their skills are very flexible. Crowd control, teleportation, and time maniption make up the core of a sorcerers repertoire. So, the biggest question now is: Can a sorcerers agility beat an assassins agility? Even if thats possible, can he be as agile as the War God Odin? If hes unable to make use of his advantages, his weakness lies in the fact that he has less health points. How will Maple Leaf y this round? Opportunities still exist. Maple Leafs y style is rtively flexible. Whether he goes wild or copses depends on his state of mind and mood, so lets look forward to his outburst. The randomized map for the first match: Moon God Forest. Coincidentally, this was a map that Tyron had once yed in for the teampetition. It was a forest map. The trees were tall and dense, and it was very suitable for ambush warfare. There were several varieties of animals in the map. Amongst them, the poisonous snakes would attack on sight while the apes and monkeys were neutral monsters. As soon as the results came up, quite a few fans recalled that Tyron had once hung upside down in order to kill an enemy here. The thrilling scenes from that time were still vivid in their minds. The crowd was still buzzing with discussion as the two yers entered the arena. Thementator was currently clutching at his wrist in excitement, Ah, these are very favorable conditions... Maple Leaf will really be in trouble this time. Based on the skills he has used before, he probably only has one fog skill that can be used to target an assassin, yet this assassin just had to be Lord Four. Lord Four has already performed very unique killings on this map beforeCCeven amidst the fog. . Maple Leafs expression was also very solemn. He was the type of sorcerer that relied on quick reactions and skill casting speed during fights. When he fought against assassins, what he needed was the ability to instantly seize the initiative, then cast a control skill before dealing damage; if he was unable to seize the initiative, he would teleport away with a spell... The sorcerer was precisely this kind of annoying profession. What made them even more annoying was that they had many spells, a vast array of them, and it was easy for them to target a specific yer in every game. Right now, Maple Leaf had a trump card in his hands, the only trump card carried the possibility of making Lord Four face a crisis. . When the thirty second countdown ended, the malementator suddenly yelled out, Speed explosion? The War God started off with a burst of speed right off the bat! Oh my, this speed! He reached the sorcerers position within ten seconds! Does he have a bone to pick?? Tyron clearly had no intention of opening with an ambush today and use the typical assassins regr gamey against his squishy mage opponent! Instead, he rushed out right as the countdown ended. Others still needed to more or less slow down a little when they rushed through the forest, but it wasnt necessary for him; his familiarity level with the forest was at the same level as the wood elves (the elf subspecies that was closest to nature) who travelled faster through the trees than they did over t ground! The camera director had sweat all over his forehead from switching the lens around in order to keep the view from being blocked by the trees, but Tyrons speed didnt decrease at all from start to finish. It almost seemed to be faster. . As he approached the sorcerer, it became evident that the sorcerer had already set down a formation nearby. After all, everyone knew that assassins had the advantage of using stealth to ambush at the start, so they would prepare at least two life-saving skills. One would detect others who were in stealth mode, while the other provided a quick escape from closebat. Therefore, the sorcerer Maple Leaf had constantly kept up his mystery eye, which was capable of detecting invisibility. Three eyeballs were constantly flying about in mid-air. He was really fighting a war on thin ice. After all, he was facing a god-level assassin! So, when Maple Leaf saw the hooded figureing straight-on from in front of him without dodging or hiding at all, his brain instantly went nk! It was a state that wasmonly referred to as petrified! CCLord Four! War God! Why cant you follow themon routine! did anyone else catch that our War God Lord Four actually had a moment of insecurity?! Ch43 - Individual Competition - Sorcerer 2

Chapter Ch43 - Individual Competition C Sorcerer 2

trantor: xiin editors: bear & celtic In that moment of shock, the sorcerer reflexively cast a shield spell on himselfCCthis was the sorcerers only shield skill. From the time he first saw Tyron begin to move, Maple Leaf had only blinked once before he suddenly discovered that Tyron was nearly upon him. The tip of Tyrons dagger stabbed down from the sky, aiming straight between Maple Leafs eyes. Only thementator who had been following Tyrons path through the camera had enough time to react. Hes only a short distance away! War God directly attacked with a backhand gripCCthe vast majority of all his damage output is done through a backhand gripCCthe daggers direct stab is faster and fiercer than all his other attacks! He was still speaking, apanied by the sound of endless nging, like a bell that was shaking in the wind, filled with a sense of urgency and danger. The sorcerers shield had been broken through! Maple Leaf had never seen such a simple and direct assassin opponent in all the time he had been ying professional matches, nor had he ever seen a yer who could directly break through his shield in the first round ofbo attacks! It was too fierce; other than the word ferocious, he had no other words that could describe his feelings at this moment. However, at the very least, this shield had bought him some time... a very precious 0.5 seconds. . Why was 0.5 seconds so important? It was because all spells required threeponents before they were cast: chanting, gesturing, and casting material. Amongst them, chanting was the most important. Approximately every 0.5 seconds of a chant was called a short segment. All spells required at least one short segment; while any spell that could be released by chanting only one short segment was known as an instant spell. Polymorph! Polymorph was a quintessential instant spell. Its release time only required 0.5 seconds of chanting and gesturing. Even the average melee yers attack speed interval wasnt this short. Therefore, in the instant his shield was broken through, the trump card that Maple Leaf held in the palm of his hand was actually polymorph! The moment the magic shed over, Maple Leaf seemed to be watching Tyron move in slow motionCC This was because he was too nervous, too anxious, and his mind was creating delusions. All of this still happened so quickly, rushing by in a sh. In fact, in that precise moment when that the magic zed, Tyrons figure had melted into the shadows! . Outside of the arena, thementator yelled, Stealth! Instant stealth! Whats going on! The War Gods de had already reached the top of Maple Leafs head, why did he suddenly go into stealth mode?! Because it all happened so fast, the movements of both yers seemed to be instantaneous. Within the 0.5 seconds that was required to cast polymorph, Tyron had immediately gone into stealth mode, leaving Maple Leafs view. This made it so that Maple Leafs polymorph no longer had a target and couldnt be released. That really had been too dangerous. As a mage, being targeted by someone with such a fast reaction speed and who hit hard with continuousbos, if he hadnt had the polymorph spell that required no aiming to hit the target and that could be used to force his opponent to back away, he would already be dead by now! Maple Leaf didnt hesitate as he immediately cast a teleportation spell, leaving the ce he had been in just now. . After Tyron turned himself invisible, he hadnt actually left. He stood in ce and observed, then quietly circled behind Maple Leaf. To outsiders, his actions always seemed bold: He would often stick close to his opponents while stealthed, waiting for the opportune moment. Even when he yed in teampetitions, he would dare to chase after their opponents main group in order to look for opportunities. There was even one time when he had directly stuck close to the resurrection point and hadnt even bothered to hide. To others, this was incredibly exciting and carried a taste of provocation. However, in the eyes of insiders who participated in professional matches, this represented the ultimate pinnacle of the ability to predict the situation and read the psychological state of ones opponent. It was almost as though the War God had a mind-reading ability. Because his predictions had never once been wrong! At this moment, the malementator said, Aiya, Maple Leaf was too careless! It cant be called careless. It can only be said that hes feeling relief after escaping from danger. He has already begun to prepare the scanning spell to detect stealth... Unfortunately, its toote! . It was indeed toote. While Maple Leaf was summoning his mystery eye, he once again discovered Tyrons figure. However, it was already toote. During this 0.5 seconds of chanting time, Tyron once again seized the opportunity and his sword and dagger sliced out gently from behind to form a cross in front of Maple Leafs throat. Killing intent surged! Weak point attack! Achilles heel! Four times the damage again! Nobody can escape the War Gods ambush! Maple Leafs blood dropped to critical in an instant! The sorcerer didnt even know where his enemy was, but the experience he had gained through hundreds of individual matches kicked in and allowed him to subconsciously make use of his skills. Commentator: Time reversal!! Maple Leaf actually used his ultimate move and returned to the state he was in five seconds ago! . Five seconds ago, Maple Leaf had still been standing in his previous position with full health, holding an instant spell that required no aimingCC Polymorph! At this moment the two of them were over ten meters apart. Nobody could stop Maple Leaf now. The polymorph took effect instantly, and Tyrons figure was randomly changed into that of a white dove. In individual games, since there werent any teammates that could provide assistance, the effect of polymorph had been adjusted by the system for the sake of bnce: polymorph onlysted for three seconds, and while they were unable to attack, they could still move! Polymorph would immediately be cancelled out as soon as they were attacked. Even so, in a fast one-on-one battle, three seconds were enough to flip the situationpletely. Because three seconds added up to six small segments of chanting. Many super-high damage spells were four or six segment chants, and these spells were extremely deadly for a fragile assassin! . Femalementator: Word, my god, its polymorph! Just now, the disrupted spell that Maple Leaf was holding was polymorph. No wonder Lord Four didnt hesitate before going into stealth mode! Malementator: No wonder Lord Four would hide! Polymorph is the only crowd control skill he was affected by during the teampetition. Other than this skill, his ughtering has never been stopped! Itll be dangerous for him this timeCC The malementator hadnt even finished speaking when he felt a sudden p to his face. Because the time that Tyron spent transformed into a white dove by the polymorph spellsted for less than a full second. Abruptly, Tyron switched back. The malementator was struck dumb with awe. Whats going on?! Maple Leaf hasnt touched him yet! The femalementators gaze was a little sharper. She spoke up, Lord Four received a very small, very negligible injury that only deducted a mere 2 health pointsCCMy god, this damage came from a neutral mob! Lord Four hit a little monkey with a dart before he was polymorphed??? The monkey then tossed down a stone that broke his polymorph?!! What! Can the game even be yed this wayCC!!! The game could indeed be yed this way. As long as he received any damage, regardless of whether it was from yers or neutral monsters, the polymorph effect would be lifted. Everyone: struck dumb with astonishment.jpg . The sorcerer was currently chanting arge explosive skill and was preparing to clear out the assassins HP in one fell swoop. The spell required a full 2.5 seconds of chanting time, and the damage was very impressive, but it was only in a situation where he had control over his opponent that he would dare to begin chanting it. However, he was chanting and chanting some more when he suddenly discovered that Lord Four had changed back! CCThe targeted skills and ultimate move that he had stressed over for a whole month, the polymorph that he had specifically prepared to strike while his enemy was caught off guard, had been dispelled just like that by a monkey? Maple Leaf: ...... WTF?! Hold on?! Daddy, save me! And then, everyone saw Tyrons arms sweeping into a cross as they drew out a familiar, wonderful white light. Thementator shouted excitedly, Hes going in with a sh! Lord Four isnt giving him any chance to react at all! Does Maple Leaf have any trump cards left? Does he?! If Maple Leaf could have heard thementators words right then, he would definitely have thought: His shield had been broken, his teleportation had been used up, his polymorph had been used up, and even his time reversal was gone! Could he possibly have any motherf*cking trump cards left?! It really felt as though there was a river of despair flowing through the sorcerers heart. He looked at the number of skills that he had on cooldown, and understood that there was no way to continue to fight this match. However, he continued to chant hisrge, explosive skill. Even if he was about to die, he would die with dignity... . The moment Tyrons sh activated, he had already taken down a portion of the sorcerers health. Following that, he lightly sent out two more sessivebo strikes from behind the sorcerer. When the sorcerer was left with 10% of his health, Tyron calcted the time: It seemed as though the game hadnt yet reached 20 seconds. That wasnt good. In the arena of this interster era, it was necessary to leave his opponent a little bit of dignityCCthis was what the Seven Kills coach, Qian Sheng had told him before. When Tyron thought of this, he immediately let off a little. Commentator: Maple Leaf actually managed to finish casting his skill??? What kind of situation is this? Is he teasing me? Its arge skill that takes 2.5 seconds to cast, but Lord Four actually let him finish casting it? He really finished casting! Lord Four dodged to the side and lost 15% of his health! Maple Leaf was finally able to cast hisrge skill. Seeing the red light of his spell sh out, he was left incredibly moved! And then he died in a streak of white light and flew away. Maple Leaf: dying with no regrets.gif . This matchsted for a total of 20.11 seconds. For some inexplicable reason, thementator felt that it was a little strange when he saw this time. However, he still dutifully said, Alright, then. This match is over, ending with the War Gods victory. Femalementator: It has to be said that the War God is indeed the War God. Regardless of whether its his methods, his battle awareness, or even the way he dispelled the other partys skills, it all left me very amazed! Malementator: Indeed, indeed. What took ce just now was a real stroke of genius that definitely cant be overpraised! The first polymorph hadnt even finished casting, and Lord Four managed to go into stealth mode within that half-second and avoid it; the second polymorph was finally cast out with much difficulty, but Lord Four had lightly attacked a small mob before he was transformed and used the mob to dispel his own polymorphed state... The twomentators: Tsk, tsk... On the public screen: Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, my husband is both powerful and wise! He can evenbine beauty and grace! Ill secretly share this with you guys, I was the one who gave birth to that little monkey for the War God! Ch44 - Individual Competition - Sorcerer 3

Chapter Ch44 - Individual Competition C Sorcerer 3

trantor: xiin editors: bear & celtic After a short, off-court break, the second match began. The randomized map for this round: Water Mirror City. It was a map that was very difficult to describe with just a few words. The entire map was filled with smooth, ss-like water, and in the center of it all was a structureposed entirely of mirrors. Imagine a map that was full of mirror reflections. When someone walked around in this Mirror City, it was likely that their figure would be reflected several thousands of times. Not only was it creepy for themselves, it was also very scary for their opponentCCeven if they wanted to fight, they didnt know which enemy was the real one! And even if they knew which figure was real, how were they supposed to know which road was passable? In this map, there was only one way to distinguish between the true enemy and the mirror reflections: Look at the water ripples underfoot. If it was a reflection, there was a gap in the ripples and they didnt fit together perfectly. However, in such a tense arena, splitting ones attention to observe the ripples at ones feet was really an inhuman task that almost nobody could achieve! So, over time, this map became a nightmare for many yers and an unspoken rule had even developed amongst them: if they drew this randomized map, both sides would secretly agree to never go into the Mirror City! They would simply treat it as arge, empty map and tacitly avoid mutually harming each other. . Thementators also knew about this unspoken rule of the map. This map is really difficult to exin in a nutshell. Femalementator: Yeah. On other maps, when the fighting bes intense, the questions are usually what is the opponent going to do? and how should I fight?. On this map, the question bes where am I? where are they? and why am I here?... The malementators expression was full of pity for the past as he said, On other maps, thementators would say the contestant is doing this and this yers purpose is..., but on this map, most of the time Im saying things like yes yes yes, hes there, no no no, he should be there, this is real, that is false, its too great, the contestants have finally found each other... . While the countdown was ticking, the sorcerer was also thinking deeply: Should I go into the Mirror City? He belonged to the category of yers who werepletely unable to differentiate between what was real and what was a mirror reflection once he became nervous. As soon as he thought of the Mirror City, not only would he feel a headache, his feet and everywhere else would hurt too. He simply decided in his heart that he wouldnt set foot in the Mirror City. CCThis map had no obstacles at all. Would he even need to stress out about whether or not he couldnd his polymorph on his opponent? Maple Leaf was delighted with his decision and waited for the countdown to finish so that he could immediatelyunch a polymorph on his assassin opponent. In a situation where there were no obstacles and no neutral mobs, if he could cast his polymorph within the first 0.5 seconds of the match, there would be no way to dispel the skill. He refused to believe that there would be an assassin in this world who couldnt be dealt with by a polymorph skill! If there was, then he would just use his time reversal and cast out another polymorph! . At this moment, Tyrons thoughts were focused on: It was really difficult to drag on for 20 seconds. The assassin, who felt that 20 seconds was a very troublesome matter, found his mood turning even worse. He had the dead fish eye expression that hadnt been seen in a long time on his face as he waited for the countdown to finish. Then, as soon as the countdown was over, he rushed off with two consecutive shes and arrived in front of Maple Leaf in the blink of an eye! He scared the malementator into saying, My god, what kind of relentless enmity is there? Did Maple Leaf offend Lord Four somehow?!! At this time, the polymorph that Maple Leaf held in the palm of his hand was finally releasedCC Its almost certainly not based on luck. He managed to dodge within 0.5 seconds twiceCCthis reaction speed! Is his nervous system made out of photons?! . In thest match, Maple Leaf had experienced a loss first hand. He knew that the War God had a habitCChe would wait quietly nearby after going invisible, waiting for the next opportunity tounch an ambush. Therefore, Maple Leaf wasnt going to run this time! He would simply stand in ce and open up his shield! Although his shield could be broken through very quickly, it would at least buy him 0.5 seconds of time. This was enough for him to release the polymorph he had on hand. That was all he needed! Lord Four had already used up his stealth. How was he going to avoid the polymorph spell this time? Maple Leaf thought to himself: I will simply keep this damned polymorph in my hand. Lets see how you deal! . Lord Four didnt have any special preparations. He hadnt retreated to lurk after he went into stealth mode. Instead, he silently slipped to the front. In thest match, he had slipped behind him when Maple Leaf believed that he was in front of him; in this match, Maple Leaf thought he was going to lurk behind him, but he was actually in front! The sound of nging rang out. The shield was under attack once again! Lord Four appeared right in front of him; Maple Leaf was given another scare. CCLord Four! War God! Why are you now following themon routine?!! The twomentators were about tough themselves to death, Hahahahahaha a set of tricks thats been popr since ancient times... Where is the most basic trust between people?! The furthest path Ive ever walked down was when I followed your motherf*cking routine... . Even as theyughed, the shield had already burst. Malementator: Polymorph! Femalementator: sh! Lord Four sh dodged! As soon as the sh of light that represented polymorph came out, Tyron immediately used sh and shuttled behind Maple Leaf. Maple Leaf lost sight of his opponent and was unable to release his spell! His polymorph was stuck in thatst 0.1 seconds. He was truly angry enough to spit blood as he immediately turned his head to look at Tyron who had just finished his shCC Malementator: Polymorph! Femalementator: Another sh! Malementator: Maple Leaf has cast another... It must be able to go out this time, right? Femalementator: Its still another sh ahhhhhhhCC The twomentators were going crazy, but they couldnt simply stopmentating and could only repeat themselves and add: Is it over yet! Its the fourth polymorph... It wasnt cast! . Four consecutive polymorphs that only required 0.5 seconds of chanting couldnt be cast. It added up to a mere three seconds of time; this pace was too fast for the eye to keep up. But then, it became even faster! Maple Leaf stopped turning around to catch sight of Tyron. In order to prevent Tyron from using his sh to empty out his health, Maple Leaf directly used his teleport skill to move away. It was only by about one meter at a time, but sending him just out of range of melee attacks! A sorcerers teleportation was really a disgusting skill. They could teleport themselves for an overall total of 30 meters. The further the distance, the longer the chant; it could take up to three seconds to finish chanting the skill and initiate the cooldown period, or it could be split into three 10 meter teleports, or even 1 meter, which allowed him to teleport thirty times with a 0.5 second chanting duration each time... Malementator: Maple Leaf has started a round of small range teleports. My god, every 0.5 seconds equals a one meter teleport! Although the distance is very short, it allows him to move continuously at high speeds to avoid directly getting charged to death by sh. At the same time, he can also constantly adjust his vision! As long as Lord Four appears in his field of vision for 0.5 seconds, he will be able to send out his polymorph! The malementator finished speaking at an incredibly fast speed, during which Maple Leaf had managed to teleport six or seven times at a frequency of twice per second. . The audience could only see the ripples spread out on the water under brilliant res of light. The sorcerers figure seemed to be everywhere, as the white shes of light that represented his teleport skill left six or seven afterimages that swept by like the wind at the same time. The naked eye waspletely unable to keep up with this speed! The audiences jaws had already unhinged and fallen to the ground. However, amongst so many afterimages, there was a ck figure that followed like a shadowCC After his opponent began to teleport, Tyron no longer used sh to stick close. Instead, he used his peak movement speed technique to constantly catch up and hover around the sorcerers figure. Compared with the sorcerer, his movements werent faster, but he didnt fall behind at all. It was as though every slight rotation, every sharp spin, allowed him to circle around the enemy and arrive right behind him over and over again. Femalementator: Yeaaaaaah Lord Four, what kind of pace is this?!!! Hes able to keep up with a teleport?! Hes actually able to keep up with this series of teleports that are taking ce every 0.5 seconds? This is a technique! It must be a technique! Malementator: Back winding! The War God is spending 80% of his time outside of Maple Leafs field of vision! Maple Leaf is unable to find an opportunity to use his spell! Both sides are deadlocked! . In fact, regardless of whether it was thementators or the audience, they were alreadypletely unable to keep up with the movement speed and shifts between the two yers. On the map, there was a real battlefield forming above the water, with a reflection of everything ying out below. At this moment, there were fantastic figures and shadows flying around both above and below the water. Maple Leafs short-distance teleportation allowed his figure to disappear and reappear countless times, making it seem as though he left a series of afterimages everywhere. However, no matter how he shifted, he had no way of finding an opportunity where he could keep Tyron in his field of vision for 0.5 seconds! Fast, too fast! Like a sh of lightning, like quicksilver spilling onto the ground, extravagant and unbelievable! It was a beautiful, dizzying scene. It was also dizzyingly chaotic. The twomentators: ...... No matter how fast their mouths were, they would still be unable to keep up with this speed and rhythm! Even their thoughts might not be able to keep up! It was really impossible to follow. At the very least, the audience was already lost. At the moment, on the public screen, the audience had already given up on seeking treatment. They were now saying, Whats the point in having these eyes of mine? Toss! Are these two even human? Ah? Human?! These two are supeputers thatpute at a rate of N times per second! Is Maple Leaf really trying to find an opportunity? Howe I feel like hes already just teleporting at random? Lord Fours footwork is really beautiful. Did he train it? The previousmenter doesnt understand anything. This is called Shadow Dance Step! Is it already time for spouting nonsense on the public screen? ... Is nobody able to keep up? Is there anyone here who is good at calcting? Is there? When exactly will Maple Leafs thirty-meter teleportation ability end? I cant hold on any longer, I feel like Ive been hollowed out... . The pace was so fast that ten or so secondster, Maple Leafs teleportation had finally run out. The malementator spoke up excitedly, I feel like this game is about to end! He had just spoken when Maple Leaf used his ultimate move time reversal to return back to 5 seconds ago when he still had 10 more teleportations left. Maple Leaf: 1234, one more time! Malementator: ...... Femalementator: ...... Audience: ...... Everyone: there is no love in this world.jpg The malementator rubbed his face and said quietly, It looks like we have to watch another ten or so times of teleportation before we can reach the end. However, he was pped in the face once again. Because Tyron had just calcted: Hm. Its been almost 20 seconds since the match started. Ch45 - Individual Competition - Shadow Dance

Chapter Ch45 - Individual Competition C Shadow Dance

trantor: xiin editors: bear & celtic Sorcerers who had specifically prepared a set of skills for the sake of targeting assassins were truly annoying. Maple Leafs teleportation was very fast, and he also held a polymorph on hand. If Tyron didnt want to be caught up in the polymorph, he had to make sure to keep up with Maple Leafs teleportation speed and stay behind him! Constant back winding! He had to make sure not to show himself in his opponents field of vision. Lord Four was able to rely on footwork to continuously remain behind an endlessly teleporting sorcerer, which amazed everyone. But they hadnt expected that soon after, Tyrons arms would cross, his short sword and dagger des reflecting two shes of cold light whileCC He continued to rotate and dance leisurely. However, this was no longer a gentle shadow that followed directly behind his opponent. It was now an explosive, stormy dance apanied by des. Because rotation has always been the easiest way to reach high speeds during melee attacks. It was just like ice skating, where strength and speed came together. Technique and control both had to have reached their highest peaks and unify in order to attack, then pull back ones arms, the body remaining at the same spot as the attackerpleted a super-high-speed rotation beforeing to a gentle stop. In thepetitive arena, high speed meant massive impact, a huge amount of damage, and a horrifying attack speed! This was an elegant, bnced, flexible, and stable aesthetic; it was also a cold, sophisticated, mysterious, and arrogant killing philosophy. It was easier to implement such a technique in the air, which was known as a windmillbo. On the ground, however, only a few people in the world would achieve it. It was calledCC Shadow dance! The malementator called out this term. After shouting, he didnt know what else to stay. For a moment, he lost his voice and leaned back in his seat. . As soon as shadow dance began, Maple Leaf suddenly fell under a boundless storm of death. Short-distance teleportation allowed him to escape the path of sh, but it was unable to avoid the shadow dance. Because in fact, back winding was a mere prerequisite technique for shadow dance. Back winding, rotation,bo attacks and so on were all required and had to be executed at high speeds in order tobine into the prototype form of shadow dance. Shadow dance was a peak pursuit and dodging technique of master assassins. A mere one-meter teleportation distance was simply not far enough to escape pursuit. And how could a sorcerer manage to find a long enough respite during this storm to cast out a longer teleportation spell and escape? A white light shed within seconds! . 2:0 Knock out. Another victory for the War God! The system had already announced the game results, but everyone was still very excited and unable to calm down. The femalementator even added, This move that the War God kept up his sleeve! Its really! Really! Absolutely! She couldnte up with a single adjective, but the situation on the public screen was pretty much the same. The audience couldnt find the right words to describe how they felt until someonemented, Frenzied!!! So! The back winding just now was actually the first step to the shadow dance! Could it be that Maple Leaf was shing here and there and the War God became impatient, so he simply went! Into! A! Frenzy?! And then took out his shadow dance... The audience was also in a frenzy as they expressed their excitement. Meanwhile, the two contestants were now shaking hands onstage while the host made her usual finishing remarks. The individual tournament was almost finished. There were only two more games before it ended. One was Lord Four vs Flower Blower, and the other was Tower vs Maple Leaf. As of right now, Lord Four had already won two matches. There was no doubt that if he won against Flower Blower, then he would be the current Earth District Individual Competitions champion. . Lord Fours fans were in a state of ecstasy while the malementator was currently in a daze as he stared at a strange number. Total time for the second match: 20.07 seconds. Malementator: ??? He always had a feeling that something was... off? Nevertheless, there still seemed to be a barely passable exnation for it: The two contestants were both squishy. They didnt have any healing skills, and their attacks were very powerful, so it was understandable for the matches to end so quickly. From another angle, although the time was short, they had shed many timesCCMaple Leaf alone had teleported about sixty to seventy times. Truly, there was no way to say that the end of the match didnt make sense. After all, the match speed of individualpetition matches depended on the types of yers. In the previous tournament, the average time spent across all matches was approximately one minute. If both yers were violent DPS dealers, the average time spent was only 32 seconds. CCLord Four wasnt exaggerated... right. Just like this, the malementator was able to temporarily convince himself and then glossed over the rest of the proceedings as he immersed himself in thought. However, after work, he suddenly had a sh of inspiration and discovered that there were several things that didnt make sense! First, the War God could obviously use shadow dance. The second match also demonstrated that dodging polymorph wasnt a problem for him at all. In that case, why did he use a little monkey to dispel his polymorphed state in the first match? Second, it was still this questionCChe clearly knew shadow dance! During the early part of the second match, he had constantly used back winding to remain behind Maple Leaf and yed with him for so long. It wasnt until Maple Leafs teleportation was almost used up that he suddenly used shadow dance. Why was this?! Third, the total time of both games was about 20 seconds. Originally, this wouldnt matter, but whenbined with the first two pointsCChad Lord Four deliberately waited until they were almost at 20 seconds before he suddenly pulled out shadow dance? The malementator felt like he had suddenly seen the whole picture. He was enlightened! Also, he felt like he was about to be popr! . The malementator was iparably excited. He opened up Lord Fours official page as soon as he got home. This page had already been updated with a vast amount of information. The GNAs evaluation of Lord Four had risen, and then risen again. He was already fully regarded as an A-list yer. After todays game, the War Gods personal technique column had been updated again: [ Multiple sh, Shadow dance. ] This technique column had once had many other things, for example speed burst and aerialbat, but they had been removedter on. Speed burst was now considered as part of multiple sh, and aerialbat was more of a feature rather than techniqueCCthese things, suddenly seemed a lot less surprising whenpared to shadow dance and multiple sh. The malementator quickly skimmed over the information before entering thements section. He speedily crafted a post: [ Heaven-shaking Secret News! War God deliberately releasing water in the individualpetition! Supported with pictures and truth, be careful when entering this thread! ] The malementator was really delighted as he uploaded the photos. He felt like he was really about to be a hot topic. He would be famous in the War Godsments section! However, when he flipped through todays posts, he becamepletely muddled. Todaysments on Lord Foursment section read like this: [ How very~ lonely is it to be invincible~ Lord Four started pouring water again ] [ Feeling sorry for Maple Leaf who still doesnt know his opponent was releasing water ] [ Come on, its a new handicap. Exactly how many more things can Lord Four pull out? ] Malementator: ...... Ah, mom, it seems like I wont be popr... QUQ A malementator who just had his dreams of stardom shattered.jpg . The malementators hand trembled as he clicked open a post. Lord Fours fans had already written these kinds of short posts: [ A certain team game, 19th second. The enemy: Bring it, break into our formation if you can. 20th second, Lord Four silently pulls out a sh. ...... A certain team game, 19th second. The enemy: Bring it, drag us down with a 1v6 if you can! 20th second, Lord Four silently pulls out an upside-down killing ambush. ...... A certain individual game, 19th second. The enemy: You cant kill me, you just cant kill me~ 20th second, Lord Four silently pulls out multiple shes. ...... A certain individual game, 19th second. The enemy: Bring it,e chase me, Ill give it to you if you catch me... 20th second, Lord Four silently pulls out a shadow dance. ] Malementator: ...... Sure enough, I really cant get popr. This world has so many talented people... . He tremblingly opened up the next post, and saw that theizens had even already analyzed the video of the game: [ ... Individualpetition, second game, second match, at 11.02 seconds. Everyone should watch the yback carefully. It can be seen that the sorcerers teleportation is already thoroughly chaotic. In the previous half second teleport, he appeared right next to Lord Four. [ A static screenshot that showed Maple Leaf appearing just to the side of Tyron, less than 0.5 meters away ] ... Maple Leafs expression is nk. He doesnt realize that he appeared right within Lord Fours melee attack range. Of course, its possible that hes already dizzy from the teleports~ Next, everyone should look closely at what Lord Four does when faced with the enemy that has sent himself very close to him like a sheep to the lions mouth. What does he do? Does he go over and hit him? Slice his throat? Apply silence or stun? CCNoneCCofCCit! Lord Four used his hand to push Maple Leaf away!!! [ A blurred screenshot ] This speed was too fast and it was hard to take a screenshot, so everyone will just have to make do for a bit. Take a look at the ce circled in red, Lord Four directly tossed his weapon into the air, then used his empty hand to push Maple Leaf away! He then caught his weapon and continued to pretend to chase Maple Leaf... This is really the most painstaking performance of You run, Ill chase you that Ive ever seen 233333333. I really feel for Lord Four, this is probably already the peak of his acting skills, hahahaha! ] At the bottom, amongst the replies, someone had tried their best to obtain a better screenshot, adding, Look at Lord Fours expression, hahahahaha hes about to die from helplessness! What do you guys think Lord Four was thinking at the time? He was probably thinking: Little fool, can you try a little harder when running... From War Gods godlike acting skill, I can tell that he has really worked hard 2333333 Exactly who was it who told Lord Four that he needed to wait 20 seconds before he could kill people? I really have to respect that person. Im manually crying andughing at the same time hahaha... . Malementator: Ah, there are really so many experts amongst themon people. They were even able toe up with this kind of analysis. He deleted the draft of his own post and dejectedly slipped back to see the new information that had been updated on Lord Fours site when he suddenly discovered that Lord Four had logged on to his own site. Oh! Big news! The low-key and mysterious Lord Four was finally willing toe out and say two sentences! What did he say? The malementator excitedly clicked it open and saw that the War Gods first blog post had already received over ten thousand replies and countless likes. The content consisted of a single cold and arrogant sentence: [ Missing person notice, a certain person has already been missing for 1 day, 7 hours, 26 minutes and 48 seconds. ] Malementator: ??? What kind of situation was this?!! Thements below were also full of confused expressions. They didnt know who the War God was looking for, but they were all eagerly trying toe up with suggestions. The malementator had discovered this blog post quitete, so a certain popr response had already been pushed up to the top: [ Victor (v): Sorry, sorry, I was too busy yesterday QUQ ] [ Odin replied to Victor (v): Apologizing face to face is considered basic courtesy. ] [ Victor (v) replied to Odin: Scramming over right away! ] Ch46 - Here, your dog food

Chapter Ch46 - Here, your dog food

trantor: xiin editors: bear One second, Victor was still working in the office. The next second, he heard the sound of the special alert he had set to signify a message from his male god. He bowed his head to read it, then barely kept himself from jumping straight up. CCHe had been caught up in the thing with White Thousand Degrees yesterday and gone overboard! He had thought about how to tell his male god for a long time, and then finally hadnt said anything! A thousand Little Vics seemed to be beating himself up in his heart: You idiot! And then, Victor said he was scramming over; he immediately sent the system amand: teleport. He appeared in front of his male gods house with a pop. The virtual world had this advantage, it only required one second to get from one ce to another, even if one wanted to fly to the other side of the world! . Victor stood at the door and looked at it. He saw a note that had been left there: [ You will only realize how precious some things are after youve lost them. ] Victor: ?!! No! No way, male god! No, no, no, no, no... Victor shook in horror as he knocked on the door. As a result, the AI at the door gave him a prompt: Im sorry, sir. You dont have permission to enter this space. Victor: QUQ Victor quickly pulled out his cell phone, wanting to send Tyron a message. CCNo matter what, he couldnt just scare himself. Perhaps this note was just his male gods dark humor... He bowed his head, and suddenly saw that there was a second note on the carpet. It said: [ So you have to take good care of this thing. Dont cherish it only after youve lost it. ] ??? Victor crouched down to pick it up, and then saw that a key had been stuck to the other side of the note. As soon as Victor picked up the key, the AI on the door immediately changed to a smiley face: Wee home, Mr. Victor. Victor: Ah! My little heart has flown back to me! Male god, Im here to see you QUQ I will properly cherish this key!!! Ah, Victor was so excited that he had forgotten: keys in the virtual world were merely symbolic and werent so easy to lose. . This note was really a manifestation of Tyrons dark humor. He had deliberately given Victor a scare while he himself was calmly reading inside, acting as though the person who had written two notes to bully Little Vic wasnt him. After Victor went through the door, he immediately threw himself in front of him, crying, Wuwuwu male god, I was wrong! Good. Tyron set down the book and calmly touched the tips of his soft hair, fully appearing like a decent, mature man. I know youre very busy. I dont mean to force you out of your work. Victor shook his head vigorously. He felt soft all over from Tyrons petting, sprawling bonelessly over the sofa and letting him y as he liked. Tyron: Why did bullying this child feel so refreshing? He hadnt picked up some of the less desirable character traits of an incubus, right... Victor: Yingyingying my male god actually pinched me, how doting! How cool! Please continue! Pinch me! However, Tyron restrained himself and withdrew his hand. He looked unaffected as he said, How is your face so tender? It turns red with a touch. And then, Victors face became thoroughly red even without a touch. . Victors heart was full of shouts for more caresses, but Tyron didnt hear them. He only saw that Victors expression looked weary, so he said, If youre tired, lie here for a while. Would you like a drink? Victor nodded, and stared nkly as Tyron walked into the kitchen. A whileter, Tyron still hadnte out, but Victor received a text messageCCfrom Odin. Victor: ??? From male god? Wasnt he just in the next room? He opened the text message: [ Odin: You havent apologized in person yet. ] Victor jumped up from the sofa and excitedly dashed into the kitchen! Tyron was leaning idly against the marble counter with his arms crossed over his chest, his pair of long legs ending above the counter even when he was leaning at an angle. Im sorry! Victor called out out of the blue, then heheheughed foolishly as he pounced over... Then, he tripped over Tyrons foot and fell straight into his arms. Tyron was amused as he caught him, circling him within his embrace as he asked, What are you doing? Victor hurriedly took the opportunity to raise his head,nding two chaotic kisses on his lips before giggling and saying, Male god, male god, Im sorry. Ill make you coffee in order topensate you for my one day and seven hours long disappearance. Tyron reached out to flick his forehead, his expression serious as he said, Since youve taken the initiative toe over and apologize, Ill forgive you this time. Victor found his expression of acting sanctimonious so cute that he almost died! . After a while, Victor was pretending to have difficulty making coffee while secretly pulling out two tickets and stuffing them near the bag of coffee. He then pulled them out abruptly, saying in surprise, Hey, male god, look at what I found! Tyron: Hm? Victor held two movie tickets in his hand, his smile particrly delighted as he said, I picked up two movie tickets. My luck is really good today, how about we drop by and see it? Tsk tsk, this child has also started to learn some tricks, Tyron thought to himself. The master assassin pretended to be unaware of this trick and went to the cinema with Victor. When Victor walked behind him, he acted like a well-behaved little tail; when he walked in front of him, he was like an especially enthusiastic and excited guide, chattering non-stop as he expressed how much he was looking forward to seeing the movie the entire way there. Tyron listened for a while and didnt think that this film would be very interesting, but he could tell that this childs excitement went beyond just his words; he was just short of having a flower bloom on his head that swayed back and forth to express his enthusiasm. How could this child be so cute? Tyron held back hisughter and adjusted his pace so that he could hold Victor, who was almost happy enough to move his hands and feet and start dancing. Victor: o(*////////*)q As they made their way there, the little chatterbox guide couldnt say a single word. He was just like a kitten who had been caught up by the scruff of its neck, going where it was told to go, sitting when told to sit, and incredibly rule abiding. . However, the cinema seemed to be having a theme day today. It was full of small, fluffy haired children running everywhere with their parents following behind them. Victor had bought these tickets a few days ago. It could be used anytime within a certain period of time, so he also hadnt known about todays theme. Tyron pushed his hands into his pockets and watched amusedly as Victor squeezed in amongst a group of brats to buy drinks. He was still in disguise, but someone still noticed him and came over to strike up a conversation, Handsome brother, are you here by yourself or here with a friend? Do you want to hang out together? Tyron nced at the other party, No. That man still coquettishly toyed with his hair and added, Come and y, those young boys are no fun. Try it with an experienced man and youll know that there are definite advantages. Tyron: Youre turning me straight. The man: ...... That man hurried away. He had wanted to sneak a photo before leaving, but he had been almost scared silly by the look Tyron shot him and finally escaped without looking back. Victor finally returned with drinks in his hand, looking puzzled when he saw Tyrons expression. Victor: Male god, why are you unhappy? Tyron spokenguidly, You dont even realize that someone came to seduce your man. Victor: !!!! Who! Who is making moves on my person! Im going to bankrupt them until theyre only left with their underwear! Tyron lifted Victors chin and saw the murderous intent in his eyes and finally nodded. Thats a good expression. Victor instantly softened again, his face red as he passed over the drink. He thought to himself: I have to book the entire ce when we watch movies in the future. My male god attracts people like moths to fire, and I cant let others see him... ... Well, it didnt take long for his wish toe true, becauseter on, he coborated with XXpany and became a stakeholder in this cinema, allowing him to book out the entire venue and turn it into a couples venue for two. . Movies in the interster era were no longer showed on a 2D screen. They were holographic virtual works. Audiences could directly enter a virtual world and experience the entire work personally. They could move about freely in the virtual scenes, could be soaked by wind or blown about by the wind, but they couldnt interact with the characters from the film. They were just like onlookers who watched the main characters adventure from the side. The film Victor chose was called . It was a Western fantasy themed adventure story where the male protagonist was an interster nerd who had transmigrated into the fantasy world. It was a story with hrious scenes, thrilling actions, and touching moments. He had originally thought that his male god would like this kind of subjectCCafter all, the assassin profession came from Western fantasy. However, he didnt realize that Tyron himself was living a life that was the exact opposite of the movie. He had transmigrated into the interster era from a Western fantasy-esque world. So, when Tyron watched the movie, every single minute and second of it seemed like a y! All the scenes, props, costumes, and so on from the movie all seemed a little hrious to him, and they all seemed like things that only people who had nomon sense would do. Tyron was thinking about these stupid interster people on one hand while watching Victor watch the movie on the other. He plucked up a de of grass and folded a little cornflower. . The scenes were very realistic; Victor would asionally appear particrly nervous. On one asion where the main character was picked up by a dragon, the two of them, as members of the audience, stood on the dragons back to enjoy the scenery. The ride was a little bumpy; Victor was so frightened that he clutched tightly the dragons neck. Then, the first thing he saw when he looked up was his male god walking around very calmly! Tyron acted as though he was walking over t ground as he stepped over to the dragons head. He stood in the wind as he turned to stretch a hand out to Victor, Come here. Victor plucked up the courage to walk over, buffeted left and right by the wind, clinging to Tyrons hand and not daring to let go. Tyron embraced Little Vic in his arms. He was able to feel Little Vics whole-hearted dependence on him, and his mood suddenly became very good. He secretly pulled out the cornflower, lifting his fingers to pin it on the top of his head. Dont be afraid. Tyron said, The view here is pretty good. You can ovee your fear of heights if you look down from here. Victor was very obedient and subconsciously looked downCCthere was ten thousand feet of emptiness beneath him, it was extremely scary!! Victor had been tricked without any psychological preparation and almost burst out into tears! He abruptly turned and buried his head against Tyron, the cornflower on his head swaying in the wind and trembling as he shivered! Tyronsughter rumbled in his chest as he spoke thoughtfully, If youre afraid, we should probably go down. bear: y-YOU CAN JUST TELEPORT?//?/? WH bye. xiin: mood. Ch47 - “Thief”

Chapter Ch47 - Thief

trantor: xiin editors: bear & celtic When they came out of the movie, Victor was still immersed in thest plot climax and his legs were a little soft. As they left, two chattering children dashed past him, almost sweeping Victor onto his knees. Tyron reached out to steady Victor against him, saying in a teasing tone, Howe youre so easy to push over, hm? Victor really wanted to use him and say Youre bullying me again QUQ, but also felt that the male god looked really handsome when he showed that kind of evil smile! Too attractive! It didnt matter how he bullied him, he was so happy! With those thoughts, Victor was happy enough to die once again. He said, Lets watch another movie! Or do anything else. Theres still nine and a half hours before I have to go back to work! Tyron was amused, Young people should pay attention to moderation. The old antique assassin actually meant pay attention to moderation and dont stay up toote to y; but in modern man Victors vocabry, moderation was all about dont have excessive sex. Therefore, Victor blushed and stammered, When I said to continue ying tonight, I didnt mean that, ah, its too dirty... Tyron: ...... Sigh, young people these days. . The two of them had just exchanged a few sentences when they turned a corner and saw those two brats once again. Brat As figurative ears were drooping as he pulled out two candies from his pocket, Im sorry, big brother. I bumped into you just now. My mother told me to apologize to you. Brat B immediately grabbed one of the candies, and said, One is enough. Big brother, you cant eat too much or your teeth will rot! Then, Brat B ate the second candy. Brat A took a look, then put the candy in his hand back into his pocket, changing it into his least favorite candy before offering it to Victor once again. Victor: ...... If this was my mother, you two definitely wouldnt have to worry about rotting teeth, because she would have very smartly knocked out both your front teeth. With those happy childhood memories in mind, Victor epted the unpopr candy. After the two brats skipped away, Tyron suddenly spoke up, Hes right, dont eat too much. You can only eat half of it. Victors expression was confused as he looked at Tyron. After he blinked twice, Tyron reached out to help him unwrap the wrapper on the candy, putting the candy into his own mouth... and then he kissed him!! . Sugar was sent out and caught him off guard; while Victors inner thoughts were crying out for another candy, Tyron had already restored his regr appearance. Victor was being teased and left unsatisfied every day. His heart and lungs were itchy and he was nning to go home and read one hundred ssics about flirting with men! But he was still powerless to resist at the moment. Whats more, he only discovered an hourter that there was a cute little cornflower waving around on his head! Victor plucked the flower off his head and tossed it to the ground! Then, two secondster, he suddenly realized that this was a small flower that his male god had made himself, so he choked and hurriedly went back to pick it up, blowing on it carefully to remove the dirt before adding it to his personal collection of treasures. One of the most excessive things about his male god was: every time he did something evil, he would act as though it had nothing to do with him. Tyronter discovered that the little flower on Victors head was gone, but he continued to act as though he knew nothing about it as he said, What else do you want to do? Victor thought to himself: I want to fold a man-eating flower and stick it on your head!!! Well go wherever male god wants to go! (*^__^*) Victor answered. ...... Theyter boarded a personal sightseeing tour bus that flew aimlessly around the virtual world. It would asionally crash into the silver-blue aurora in the sky, or skim low enough to cause ripples over the bodies of water in the city. The bus finally stopped at a little street full of feasting and revelry. Victor looked at a book kiosk nearby and said delightedly, I see our website! Male god, wait a moment, Im going to buy a copy. Victors website, the one called Vicker, had been in the publicity stage recently, so various newspapers and magazines would feature and rmend it, writing reviews, holding promotions, and so on. Tyron was actually following these developments, but he now pretended not to know about them at allCCafter all, watching this child happily share his achievements and even show off asionally was very lovely and cute. . It was then that Tyron discovered some people spying on Victor from the corner. The men seemed to have recognized Victor as soon as they saw him. They stayed at the corner and whispered amongst themselves, believing that they were hidden as they talked for a good while. But there was no way for them to hide in front of a master assassin. Tyron could see through these peoples malicious intentions with a nce, let alone when two of the men separated from the group and quietly began to follow Victor. It was basically impossible tomit a crime in the virtual world, and Victors personal safety wasnt in danger, but sneaking behind someone and peeking at their personal affairs or secrets was a crime that artificial intelligence couldnt detect. . When Victor brought the newspaper with him and returned, Tyron suggested, Itste. Ill take you back. Victor was a little disappointed but nodded when he thought about the work that still had to be done tomorrow. The two of them slowly made their way back. Victor was constantly praying that time would pass a little slower as he thought about ways to make Tyron happy. Tyron had an indulgent smile in the corner of his mouth, letting him talk as he liked while asionally giving one or two sentences back in reply. It was impossible to tell that he was simultaneously paying attention to the two stalkers behind them. After he took Victor upstairs, he said, Pay more attention to your safety. Dont go out at night. Victor could sense that Tyron was being serious and asked, Did something happen? Tyron stretched out a hand and pinched him, Its because youre too cute and can always attract bees and butterflies outside. Its a little troubling. Victor blushed andughed, I, I dont go out to y. Im only ever at thepany or at home. In fact, Victor had secretly vowed to be precisely that kind of bee and butterfly attracting man. He was the type of learning tyrant who was very capable of staying at home all day. In other words, he was a natural homebody that never wanted to go out to y on his own! Right now, his biggest dream was to sit at home and make money for his male god. He would earn billions of dors and first help his male god with his terrible illness, then they could switch professions and specialize in traveling, eating, drinking and ying. They could y for decades before performing another body-changing operation to go back to their youth, and then continue to y... . After Victor went upstairs, Tyron noticed that the two people who had followed them had left as well. The master assassin casually blended in with the crowd, backtracked and followed the two unsuspecting men for a while. Eventually, the two men seemed to coincidentally reunite with a person he had seen before: Precisely the man who had attempted to pick him up at the cinema. When they spoke, they specifically made it a point to use the system to block their conversation from prying ears. . Tyron sat in a car outside for a while and very naturally appeared in the mans line of sight, pretending that it was just another chance encounter. The man indeed noticed him, running over to knock carefully on the car window. He then said, Yo, handsome guy, we meet again! My name is Qi Xun! What a coincidence, in fact, I just epted a job from my boss and was thinking about you. Would you like toe to our website and shoot a video together? Tyron narrowed his eyes. He went along with the conversation and asked, Do you know what level my appearance fee is at? Qi Xun said, Our boss said that your avatar is particrly good. If the final video is published, five hundred dors per minute isnt a problem at all! ... What kind of joke was this? Lord Fours current price was already far more than five hundred dors per second, okay? . Tyrons expression was very cold and indifferent. Oh. Qi Xun was almost shivering from that cold expression as he hurriedly added, Our website is really great. Tens of millions of dors in funds were injected when it just started, and its expected to be able to seize all of Earth Districts literature, illustrations,ics, videos, and other medias market share. If you dont join now, it will be difficult to sign a contract with them in the future... Tyron immediately thought of Victor and understood why Qi Xun and these others were following him. He deliberately said, You arent the first to want to do something like this. Qi Xun immediatelyughed and said, I know what youre talking about. Arent you talking about that Vicker? They have an opportunity to make money but still want to do things on a firste, first served basis! Only a fool would hold on to the stinky feet of that group of art and literary youths. Only things that can be sold for money are good things. Im telling you, my business here is much better than that Vicker, youll definitely make a lot of money and wont make a loss... He really knew a lot about Victor and the Vicker tform. They had clearly been deliberately targeting Victor earlier, and encountering him wasnt a coincidence. I also know what youre talking about. Tyron said, The so-called making money without making a loss only has one meaning from ancient times until now, which is, stealing from other peoples property. . Qi Xun lowered his voice, Hey, its not worth it to do too much on your own. Steady profit can only be made by stealing, ah, just look at how Lord Fours fan content is. But those authentic goods are expensive, and even if they arent expensive, money still has to be spent. How many people are scared away because they dont want to pay money? As for us, were doing something good by helping Lord Four gain publicity free of charge! Isnt that a great thing for the public? Well just take a bit of advertising money, but its really not easy, either. Sometimes, I dont get to sleep for three days straight for the sake of fixing up a piece of Lord Four fan art, just waiting for an artist to release their artwork... Tyron thought to himself: How did you manage to live for so long? If this was changed to his own world, the grass on the grave of this kind of fool would already be as tall as he was. Tyron replied carelessly, Do you have any intention of giving a fraction of these earnings back to the original creator or licenser? Qi Xun retorted angrily, Why would we give anything to Lord Four! Are you kidding me? I worked hard to scrape these images, remove the watermarks, and rece them with my own logo. Its hard on me! Cant I earn somebor fees?! That Lord Four has so much money, what right does he have to bully an ordinary worker like me and rob me of my money when hes so rich? Tyron looked him up and down and thought: Tsk. Was life so difficult for him? Looking for death in front of him all day long? If this group of evildoers was only stealing bits and pieces, then forget it. The master assassin had seen too many of these kinds of people and wasnt going to concern himself with themCCwere ants capable of harming a tree? They were simply hanging off the trunk and lifting their heads for a bit of light. However, they were threatening Victor, which caused a thread of killing intent to rise up in Tyron. Ch48 - Mutual Declaration Of War

Chapter Ch48 - Mutual Deration Of War

trantor: xiin editors: bear & celtic Tyronughed shortly, hooked a finger, and said, Come here. Qi Xun had originally been a little wary, but when he looked into Tyrons eyes, he suddenly noticed the night lights were reflected within themCCthe scene was too beautiful, too amazing. Qi Xun couldnt keep himself from leaning over, swallowing excitedly as he asked, Are you joining? Come in with me now? Tyron sneered, and his dark golden eyes were as hard as ss marbles as he narrowed them, the increasing chilliness only adding to their beauty. He asked, Is the sky very high? Qi Xun subconsciously looked up at the night sky. Look clearly at the night sky, Tyron continued. It is very deep, and very far away. You slowly begin to feel your own insignificance... His voice gradually slowed down and evened out, drifting deep into Qi Xuns eardrums like the sound of an intangible cello. Qi Xun felt a trickle of uneasiness rise up in his heart, but it was soon crushed under Tyrons voice. ... You are slowly losing your consciousness, and have no way to move your limbs. The sky is getting further and further away from you, and you cant hear or see anything except for me. As Tyron said this, Qi Xuns eyespletely lost focus. He had been hypnotized. . For an assassin, the most basic skill was to avoid attracting attention. This was something that could only be achieved after understanding other peoples subconscious behaviors; Furthermore, an assassin also needed to learn how to gain the trust of their targets. They would go from spending many days or even half a month to barely build up some semnce of trust, to being able to directly instill trust in others through their words, movements, and demeanor, which required years of practice; Taking it even further, some master assassins were able to use their skills to bewitch others, guiding and even directly manipting their minds. Simrly, creatures like incubi were born with the gifts of seduction, hypnosis, and maniption. For a master assassin like Tyron, who had both a racial advantage and experience, hypnosis was nothing special. It just required a bit of spiritual pressure and insinuating some cues. He had once used the same technique to make a certain foolish enemy fall to their knees in front of himCC Qi Xun heard this prompt and said everything he knew: White Thousand Degrees had originally intended to cooperate with Vicker to boost his poprity, but Victor had urged the people of thepany to reject this cooperation. White Thousand Degrees became angry and wanted to teach Victor a lesson by forcing him to suffer a loss and retreat. The lesson that White Thousand Degrees chose to use was to send someone to track Victor and find something from his private life to threaten him. At the same time, they created a new pirated website that specifically targeted Vicker and stole their traffic. . Tyronughed sarcastically and asked, Why does he think he will win? The boss said that he has two advantages, Qi Xun exined. One is that he has very low costs and can pirate images and videos directly from Vicker; the other is that he has multiple channels to make money from. He ced a lot of advertisements and viruses on the website, and has already contacted people so that he can sell the customer information from his website... Tyron asked, Is the customer information from a website like yours valuable? Qi Xun was still obedient and exined in detail, Many people will register on pirated websites and forums. They often use the same or simr ount names and passwords when they do so. Hackers wille to us to buy ount names and passwords, then put together a database that they can use to try to log in with all over the webCCthat way, they will obtain more ounts, ranging from blogs to online banking ounts. Even if they cant transfer the money out directly, they can still use the information to make scam calls. The old antique master assassin felt that he had once again touched upon the shadow of the grey area. Wasnt this the modern version of an intelligence dealer? Unlike Bluebell, which was arge political organization that had its own beliefs and a level of discipline in all its actions, most criminal organizations in the world were only motivated by money. Many thieves, robbers, or even darker people, would purchase information regarding their target in advance beforemitting a crime. What they relied on was precisely the informationworks simr to this shady website. Unfortunately, most people didnt know about the existence of intelligence dealers even when they encountered misfortune. They often believed that they had just been unlucky. . A bright and aboveboard person like Victor wasnt very good at dealing with these kinds of flies and dog like scum. But, Tyron was different. These people had threatened Victors safety, which made Tyron very unhappy. After asking all the questions he wanted to ask, he leaned back in his seat. His voice wasnguid and slightly hoarse, You are still looking up at the sky. Youve just had a dream that is hard to remember. When you wake up, you will have forgotten everything. Tyron paused and thought for two seconds. Then, the corners of his mouth slowly pulled up into a wicked smile, hiding the unique evil that belonged to demons who lurked in the abyss: Every time you encounter this kind of darkness, you will naturally believe that you arent a person. You are merely a dog, a dog who lives by stealing human food. When faced with anyone who wants to take anything from you, you will instinctively bite them and never let them go. You like to eat rotten bread. You like it very much. Remember this point, because only after eating it will you be able to temporarily forget that you are an old dog. You are now dreaming, but when I count down to one, you will be awakened by the snap of my finger. Now, ten, nine, eight... ...... By the time Qi Xun returned, it was already quitete. His boss,White Thousand Degrees, lifted up a stack of papers and flung them across the room at him. Is it so hard for you to find a group of actors? You came back sote! For some reason, Qi Xuns eyes were a little unfocused and confused. It took him a while to react, and he finally said, Boss, that man didnt agree... I, Ill go find you someone better tomorrow. Whats the point in going tomorrow! White Thousand Degrees sneered, That Vicker really rejected my proposal. Qi Xun: Ah? Those publicity conditions were really good. Is there a problem with theirpanys brains? Isnt it all because of that stumbling block Victor keeps bringing upCCcopyright! Theyre giving up on making money for the sake of copyright, and are also unwilling to let others make money! Theyre just envious because Im making money so easily, right? White Thousand Degrees ranted, Im so angry! Theres something wrong with that Victor Li person! Qi Xun: Then, Vicker wont cooperate with you anymore. Boss, do you still n to make pirated videos about Lord Fours techniques? White Thousand Degrees spoke viciously, Of course! Why not?! We should hurry up and make them while the topic is still popr! If they have the ability, they cane and sue us for infringement! Let them sue! From today on, Im on a collision course to crush them! Everyones overtime bonus is doubled from now on, have them watch the Vicker tform and steal every single work that they put up on their website. Im going to ruin them and their families, and make them cry for mercy in front of me! . Starting the next day, the pirated website called Leway really began to work overtime, locking onto the Vicker tform that hosted original works and copying everything. Last month, millions of dors inmissions had poured into Tyrons ount from the usage of the Lord Fourbel alone. But by the middle of the current month, it was obvious that the ie had been cut in half. Based on Victors previous calctions, as the usage of thebel continued to increase and more and more creators created content, the ie was likely to be enough to cover the full cost of the body recement surgery in approximately two months. Tyrons new body was already being nurtured, but there were follow-up fees that must be kept up for at least the next six months in order to prevent any difficulties from arising during the recovery period. Had it not been for Pei Rongs extremely delicate physical condition, he wouldnt have been in such a hurry to initiate the operation. The 60 million dors required for the operation was a lot of money. Victor had tried his best and even nned out a series of promotions in order to increase the licensing fee ie for Lord Four. But now, it had been stolen. Victor was so furious that his fingers were trembling as he said, Has thewyer already sent the letter? It was delivered a long time ago, his subordinate responded. The other side said that we can sue them as we like. Leway will close soon, and they will open another site called Weiway two months from now... Victor was so angry he was about to explode. He blurted, Isnt he just taking advantage of everyones attention on thepetition and the time interval between the games in order to rob people? Whats the difference between this and a thief? Everyone was anxious toe up andfort him. After a while, Victor realized he had been overly concerned about Tyrons affairs. He said, The copyrightwsuit has dragged on for too long. Ill go over there and talk to them directly. Well get as much out of it as we can first. . However, White Thousand Degrees refused the call and said: Its toote to regret now. Victors secretary asked, Boss, what should we do? Should we go to court again? Victor was now so angry that he wanted to stomp through the floorboards and drill his way over to White Thousand Degrees to strangle him to death. After a while, he finally spoke again, You guys go out first. I will write a letter myself. He sat down and slowly began to draft a letter that he nned to send to White Thousand Degrees directly. Victors letters were always very polite. In his letter, he wrote very courteously, ... You and I have no direct interest disputes, but you have insulted the vast majority of humanity, including myself, with your intelligence and personality. I dont think I have the right to forgive you, because having you fly up into the sky and explode into fireworks is a heavenly duty. Tomorrow, I will hold a press conference and expose everything so that the world can give both of us justice together. I hope that you will take good care of yourself when you go out. When you turn glossy ck from being struck by lightning, requiring an archaeological team three years to peel off your outer skin only to discover that you are still tender inside, or when you are run over by a fifty ton truck, your body pressed into the asphalt, unable to be peeled off even with a steel shovel... We will definitely feel pain for your sake. . This elegantly worded letter passed through the mail systems curse word filtering system and was sent out intact. White Thousand Degrees thought that it was a letter asking for mercy. He was enjoying a massage as he read it but as a result... He was almost angered to death, stamping about in a rage as he ranted that this matter wouldnt end like this. Victor wanted to express: Its fine if its not over! After my male godspetition is finished, I will make my move and kill you all one by one! Ch49 - Not Following The Routine!

Chapter Ch49 - Not Following The Routine!

trantor: xiin editors: bear & celtic Tyron stayed up all night and aplished many things. By dawn, he had disguised himself as a young punk,pletely changing his style as he wore a cap and sat in the audience of the conference Victor was holding. Not surprisingly, White Thousand Degrees had sent someone to pay attention to the conference, and the person he sent was precisely Qi Xun, his faithful dog of a subordinate. Qi Xun had also brought three or four other people with him. They all held props they had prepared in advance as they charged into the venue. Victor was currently making a statement along with several creators from the tform. Seeing Qi Xun and the others rush in, he froze for a moment, and the reporters who filled the venue also turned around to watch their entry. Qi Xun spoke first, Vicker is truly shameless! They dare to take the initiative and use others of wrongdoing when they clearly were the ones who giarized from our artists! The people he had brought with him moved quickly as they pped up a multitude of copies of the artwork around the venue and shouted, Vicker giarized! These are our works, and weve already signed contracts with Leway! Qi Xun added, The video made by White Thousand Degrees, the god of our tform, was also stolen away by you guys! White Thousand Degrees never gave you permission to host it; youre infringing on our copyright! There was actually a counterattack, and there were now people framing Vicker for giarism?! Victor really hadnt expected them to use this trick and was incredibly shocked by their boldness as he said, This is our press conference. Please dont cause a disturbance here! Qi Xun didnt care at all. He hade precisely for the sake of making a scene as he continued to post up images along with his people, spouting more fabricated stories about the Vicker tforms wicked deeds as he did so. The journalists who didnt know the real truth could only record everything first as they whispered amongst themselves, unable to understand exactly what was going on here. . Qi Xun felt quite proud of himself. He felt that with this trick, he had managed to sessfullynd an attack on Victor. And this was when Victor spoke up. He said, I already warned you, but you didnt listen. In that case, Im calling the police! Po, police? These little brats had never seen anyone who would call the police over a scene that wasnt even a fight. Qi Xun thought about it, then said, Report it, then! In any case, White Thousand Degrees never gave you the authorization for that video, but you guys still continued spreading it on your own! We have no reason to fear being reported! Victor didnt say anything else and simply called the police. . The police in the interster era came very quickly. Two additional people stood inside the venue within a minute. Qi Xun went up first andined, Police buddy, they were the first to infringe on our copyright! Police: What infringement? We arent the inte police, thats not within our jurisdiction. Qi Xun: ??? Qi Xun: ?! Wait a minute! What the heck! Howe youre not behaving as expected! The two policemen took photos of the pictures posted on the walls as well as the broken camera, then said, Well have to trouble you toe with us. Qi Xuns expression was still bewildered as he said, Wait a minute! Police buddy! I want to sue them for infringement! Ive already said that infringement isnt within our jurisdiction. The policeman said. . Qi Xuns heart felt as if there were ten thousand mud and grass horses galloping over it. Victor was really not ying cards ording to the rules! He looked left and right and felt that the situation was no longer favorable for him. He whistled sharply, pushed the two policemen out of the way, and led his brothers to rush out the door! Police: ...... What kind of situation was this? They were only nning to bring them in for questioning, but their reaction was so fierce, making it seem as though they were about to arrest them or something? In fact, after behaving too much like thieves, people would naturally feel fear in their hearts when they encountered the police. Even if the matter was very minor, Qi Xun was still unwilling to follow the police to the police station. Therefore, he rushed to the door and at the moment where he happily pushed open the doorCC There was a loud bang. A transparent ss cage dropped down and covered Qi Xun and his gangpletely. The polices expressions were a little strange as they used their system authority to stick Qi Xuns hands together. Do people still run off like this in this day and age? Dont they know that we can catch people directly? How unexpected. Victor gleefully came forward and shook hands with the police. Comrades, its been tough. Thank you. Police: Oh, its fine. Little brother, you look like an upright person. In the future, just make a police report when dealing with people like this. Victor: Alright, alright. We are allw-abiding citizens, right? . Outside the room, Tyron couldnt hold back his smile as he pulled his cap a little lower. ... He had originally intended to help out when it became necessary, but he hadnt expected his Little Vic to be so impressive. As the police left with Qi Xun and his people, Tyron quietly walked over. People wereing and going on the street, and nobody paid any attention to Tyron in his disguise. He casually walked through an alley, holding arge copy of a famous painting, Starry Night, in his hands as he passed a group of people. The policemens footsteps only paused for a second as they let him pass first, and they didnt notice anything out of the ordinary when he walked by. But Qi Xun happened to see the picture of a starry sky as it passed by. He froze for a moment, and his eyes became unfocused. Qi Xun: The sky is so beautiful, I... I should be an old dog. Am I looking at the sky? Ah, right, Im an old dog! The next second. The police abruptly discovered that something seemed to be wrong with Qi Xun?! Qi Xun first barked, woof, then fell to all fours, turning three and a half circles on the spot before whining and biting down on one of the policemens hands. Of course, this couldnt cause any harm in the virtual world, but the policeman was still given a scare! Qi Xun didnt think much of it as he bit down, then sprang up to rush over to the utility pole nearby, lifting his hind leg... Arge wet patch appeared on his crotch. Everyone on the street: struck dumb with astonishment.jpg . Themotion outside instantly stirred up the people inside. Where there just so happened to be arge group of reporters. As soon as they saw how noisy it was outside, they excitedly went to check it out and recorded Qi Xuns actions. Qi Xuns brothers were also struck dumb with astonishment at his actions. One person cried, Bro, Brother Qi! You never f*cking told us that you were mentally ill?! Qi Xun turned back and used his nose to sniff this persons scent. It was probably because he felt that it was familiar that Qi Xun immediately rushed over to hug that persons legs, beginning to twist his waist and move his butt, making a pumping movement in the air. Qi Xun: Woof woof woof! Aoooooo! Everyone: ...... Reporters: ...... My god, this fellow is really trying to force himself to be big news. While thinking this, the reporters also drew a question mark next to Qi Xuns words from beforeCCthe words of a crazy person held no reference value. If they took them out and wrote about it, they would be nothing but a joke. The policemans expression was covered in ck lines. He was unwilling to get close to Qi Xun, so he used the system authority to firmly tie him up and bring him back to the police station. . A few minutester, White Thousand Degrees received a message that went like this: [ Boss! Qi Xuns mental illness red up. He thinks that hes a dog. He attacked the police and is now locked up! Hell be detained for at least three days! ] ...... White Thousand Degrees suspected that he wasnt awake. He read over this message a second time, then dropped his phone in shock, Mental illness?! What the hell is this?! He was toozy to go to the police and protect his neurotic brother. He simply took the opportunity to step up and make an announcement: The Vicker tform had privately distributed his video without his consent (the one that had copied sh and showcased instant cut). He had decided to take Vicker to court! After that, he became a very popr topic. Not because of his announcement, but rather because his buddy had given a perfect, wless performance and acted like a dog at the police station! Since he was Qi Xuns boss, many reporters had run over to ask him about Qi Xuns daily living conditions. White Thousand Degrees was frantic as he tried to rify, You guys are the ones with problems! What does Qi Xuns mental illness acting up have to do with me? Im just his boss! Him being sick doesnt mean Im sick too! . White Thousand Degrees desperately attempted to bring the focus back to his announcement and said, I will definitely sue Vicker, especially their boss Victor Li. They have infringed on my rights as a creator! Reporter: I heard that you personally uploaded the video to the Vicker tform, only now youve changed your mind and are saying that there was no authorization. Is this because you guys were discussing a coboration that fell through? White Thousand Degrees: Does what you say count, or does what I say count? How could I not know what I authorized? Reporter: Oh. Then, what are your thoughts about Victor also going to court? White Thousand Degrees was arrogant and proud, Bring it! Fight thewsuit! Isnt he iming to be protecting intellectual property rights? Now, its my intellectual property rights that have been infringed by Vicker. I want to see how he deals with this! ...... The reporter interrupted his spections and said, Mister White, please wait a minute. Victor Li isnt suing you about copyright. Hes using you of putting up false advertisements, creating groundless allegations, disseminating obscenity and pornographic literature, hard-core pornography, and glorifying violence, as well as stealing and selling customers private information. Also... do you know that there are viruses and trojans in the advertisements on your site that have resulted in tens of millions of dors worth of social property losses? White Thousand Degrees: ...... At that moment, White Thousand Degrees expression was exactly the same as Qi Xuns from back then. It held a sense of confusion that was like a dog falling to the ground and eating dirt, and even before it had time to process the pain, it suddenly discovered that it had lost all of its front teeth. White Thousand Degrees: Me... you... Victor?! Damnit, why arent you following the routine?!!! Why! . Later, after thewsuit was filed, White Thousand Degrees and Victor spoke together on the phone. White Thousand Degrees hadnt uttered a single word when Victor began, Its toote for you to regret now. Why didnt you think about this earlier? White Thousand Degrees almost vomited a mouthful of old blood onto the screen. His expression was thunderous as he said, You just wait! Even if yourwsuit wins, my copyrightwsuit will also seed! By then, what will you have to say about copyright protection?! Victors expression was very innocent, Dont you know that its very easy to drag out copyrightwsuits? Since you can drag it on, so can I. Itll be a year before your copyrightwsuit sees any results. White Thousand Degrees: ...... Victor added, You have viruses in your advertisements. Do you n to apologize to your customers? Oh, I contacted them yesterday, and provided them with some legal assistance. White Thousand Degrees almost had a heart attack. He was so agitated that he wheezed like a bull before roaring, You just wait! Victor: I am waiting. Werent you the one who raised up this group of people who specialize in piracy? Youve kept them around for so long and given them so many resources for free, but now theyre immediately turning around to bite you as soon as they learn about these viruses. How does it feel? White Thousand Degrees: A group of spicy chickens! Shameless! [BeepCC]s [BeepCC]! [BeepCC]! Victor copied Tyrons style and crossed both arms over his chest, and said, This is nothing but spicy chickens getting angry at other spicy chickens, scum and other scum mutually tearing each other apart. Ch50 - Not Worth Mentioning, Indeed

Chapter Ch50 - Not Worth Mentioning, Indeed

trantor: xiin editors: bear & celtic However, White Thousand Degrees had no way to wait for his so-called copyrightwsuit to win. Because Victor then told him that as Lord Fours legal representative, he was also using him of giarizing Lord Fours sh technique. The rights to this technique had always belonged to Lord Four from start to finish! There would never be any opportunities for a rat who stole things from others to mention anything about copyright! White Thousand Degrees wanted to fight with copyrightwsuits and win a long, protracted war? Victor wouldnt give him a chance. Victor: I said Id make you go bankrupt, so you should go and be bankrupt first! Since you want to fight withwsuits, Im going to leave you with a disgraced reputation. Hmph! . So, this wave of attention finallynded on Lord Fours body. Lord Four was unlike the other two individuals involved in this matter. As a public figure, he was a frequent hot topic and his poprity level had always been highCCas long as the individualpetition was ongoing, he would always be the center of attention. The members of the media were all very excited. As long as this matter involved Lord Fours poprity, how could people possibly not pay attention to it? Many people tagged Lord Four on their blogs, even knowing that it was very unlikely that this iceberg-like male god would respond to them. At the very least, they could gain some sense of existence, right? Since then, many official media ounts also began to tag Lord Four. Reporters took turns bombarding him with messages, asking Lord Four to express his thoughts: What was Lord Fours own view on White Thousand Degrees instant cut? Was it a copy or imitation of sh? If so, what was Lord Fours attitude towards White Thousand Degrees? Atst. Lord Four finally seemed to have be annoyed by all the tagging and directly sent out a blog post. The content was: [ y chickens and pottery dogs. Not worth mentioning. ] . Many people instantly burst out in excitement! Lord Fours fans general style was like this: Mom, my familys male god is so domineering! Okay, okay, okay, male god said that its a y chicken, so its a y chicken. How about I make soup for you to drink tonight? Hahaha! What contempt for his intelligence! That White XX couldnt even learn it, yet he dared to say that he wouldpare techniques with the War God? White Thousand Degrees fans also blew up in anger. How great can the War God be?! Is it so amazing to be a professional yer in thepetition? If our Brother Thousand Degrees went out topete, would it even be your turn to be acknowledged as a god?! What sh. How could it be as amazing as instant cut? If it is, why didnt he make a video about it? Our Brother Degrees is so good that he even brought out his technique and taught it to everybody. Some people just cant tell good from bad and are just acting out of jealousy! ...... Predictably, the fans from both sides began to haggle and fight. White Thousand Degrees fans thought that White Thousand Degrees was more powerful, and they felt that he had been very generous in exining how his technique had been aplished (they chose to selectively ignore that the second half of White Thousand Degreess video, which contained the instructions, charged per view); Lord Fours fans felt that White Thousand Degrees was doing it all for the sake of poprity. Not only had he copied and imitated Lord Fours sh, he was even bragging about being able to match up to Lord Four. Finally, they started a trend: #Fight! sh vs Instant Cut# . Therefore, they pushed out a second-tier contestant, who could be considered the most powerful person amongst those who had learned from White Thousand Degrees instant cut video. His task was topare techniquesCChe was to use instant cut, and nothing else. Lord Fours fans: Hahahaha Im dying ofughter! Theyre so scared of Lord Four that they only dare topete for a single second? Our Lord Fours sh can be used continuously, but your instant cut can only be used once and even requires a lead-in and backwards shake. If the match onlysts for a second, itll cover up instant cuts weakness. Isnt that too unfair? However, after secretly receiving White Thousand Degrees instructions, the fans still continued to push out that second-tier yer and mored for Lord Four to show up or find someone who could use sh topare with. This seemed like a big joke. Other than Lord Four, who else in this world could use sh? How could someone as cold and noble as Lord Four personallye out for such a small thing? Lord Fours fans: See, our Lord Fours toozy to bother with you guys. Theres no need for us to instigate him, Lord Fours ying in the individualpetition finals tomorrow, how could he have time to concern himself with you all?! White Thousand Degreess fans: After talking back and forth, just admit that hes scared! Lord Fours fans were about to die from anger. They really couldnt justify calling Lord Four out to deal with a small bug, it was like using a big cow butchering knife to kill a small chicken; but there was nobody else who could use sh, and it was even less of a possibility that they could ask Lord Four to really do an instructional video for others topare with. White Thousand Degreess fans were full of glee. They spread through the entirework that Lord Four was afraid ofing out to fight, and White Thousand Degrees would win by default. However, they werent happy for long before someone actually stepped out. CCVictor. . Victor really stepped up and published a reply on his blog, Hello, everyone! I learned sh from Lord Four yesterday! Can I go up on stage topare? Everyone: ...... Representative-kun, is this alright?! Although youre very impressive, you arent very powerful in this aspect! For better or worse, the other party is still a professional yer. As someone who has never participated in e-sports, do you really dare to go up? Everyone was in a panic. Later on, Victor added another sentence, Lord Four agreed. Everyones hearts immediately turned steady. . This custom entertainment match was determined in such an amusing manner. The match was opened up to the audience, meaning that everyone could enter the room directly and watch it. Of course, it wasnt the same as sitting in an auditorium. In order to save space, there were no audience stands and the people in the audience were unable to see each other. If the audience wanted tomunicate, they had to do it through the public screen. At the start, there was someone who said, This is White Thousand Degreess apprentice vs Odins apprentice. White Thousand Degreess apprentice was a professional yer, while Odins apprentice was a handsome president. When they stood face-to-face in the arena, the contrast was very clear: One side was full of a murderous aura and it was obvious at a nce that they were a skilled yer who had participated in several games. The other side had Victor, who was observing the arena curiously. He appeared both tall and handsome as he stood there like a noble and rich aristocrat about to make a speech at a high-ss banquet. Everyone: ...... Victor even stepped up to shake hands before they began the match, putting on a practiced smile as he said, Im d to meet you. Lets chat over a cup of tea when were free. His opponent had a grim expression on his face as they shook hands. Victors smile was still very pure as he continued, Dont worry. I wont do anything to you in secret regardless of whether I win or lose this game. ...... His opponent shuddered involuntarily, suddenly realizing that this guy wasnt a newbie yer. He was a corporate president that was fully able to use his power to bully others... . Victor certainly wasnt trying to bully others. In fact, he was actually, genuinely using his power and influence to threaten them. Tyron was always teasing and threatening him. Victor had been bullied too much that he had learned these means! This could only be med on Tyrons evil tastes! Victor tried it and found that it... really, felt, particrly, awesome! Therefore, before the match began, Victor deliberately picked up the two daggers in a clumsy manner and sliced the air. Showing an uncertain expression, he said, It was agreed that we would onlypete for one second. Please show me mercy after instant cut and sh have been sent out! The yer opposing him saw that he was nervous and immediately grew confident. He even became rather excited in his heart. If he was able to defeat Odins apprentice here, then he would be famous with this one match no matter what, right? Then, after the thirty-second countdown ended, he raised his sword in excitement! Running lead-up! Instant... No instant cut! Victors sh had already killed him! The matchsted a total of 0.97 seconds! Everyone: ...... EXCUSE ME??? . Since it had been agreed that this match would only be aparison of the sh and instant cut techniques, the health volume of both sides had been adjusted so it would only require two hits for them to die. That meant that as long as instant cut and sh were used against each other, the difference in damage would immediately be reflected in the health bars of both sides. However, in this situation, instant cut hadnt been released at all. That man had still been in the lead-up stage and Victor had already sliced him up in the blink of an eye! Victor was smiling widely as he said, Thanks for taking it easy. His opponent: Im! Not! Convinced! I was still running! You took advantage of others weaknesses to win without a proper fight! Alright, then. Ill give you one second to run ahead of time. Victor was very willing to give him some leeway. . Thirty secondster. The opponent pulled out his sword, started running, and instant... cut halfway! Victor shed and appeared behind him with a broad smile on his face! His opponent died again! Everyone: ...... After a while, someone spoke up on the public screen and said, Why do I suddenly feel that Lord Fours representative-kun is also a little scary... Lord Fours sh is very terrifying in its coldness, but representative-kuns perfect smile after his sh... always makes me feel just as scared! So if we bring it back to the topic, Lord Fours sh has only been taught to representative-kun and nobody else, making representative-kun into an apprentice-kun... I suddenly feel that this master and apprentice meme is very cute, what should I do!!! [misced emphasis] . Everyone felt that the results of this match left no room for discussion. It was enough that sh won, but it also only required one second to win! It could still be understood if it had been a more powerful character who had won, but instead, it was ayman who had learned sh only one day ago! This... How could these results even be questioned? However, a portion of White Thousand Degreess fans were very unwilling to ept this. The more swollen their faces became from being pped, the more they wanted to resist. They insisted, You guys are bullying people! Youre bullying us by taking advantage of the fact that instant cut is slower! This match isnt fair! Lord Fours fans: The other side no longer has any logical arguments or moral integrity. Lets go. That being said, only a few people from the audience actually left. Lord Fours fans all stirred up trouble collectively, sending an emoticon of Lord Fours usual posture one after another: arms crossed over his chest, his gaze distant as though everyone was beneath his notice. They didnt quarrel. They simply used emoticons to beat the world! White Thousand Degrees fans who were being made fun of were about to explode from anger! They said that they wanted topete using someone else! Victor was still grinning broadly as he said, Sure, sure. Same rules. Anyone who is willing toe up topete with me can do so. By this time, the second-tier contestant who hadpeted against him before had thoroughly understood that something wasnt quite right and had silently slipped away while clutching his tail between his legs. And out of the people remaining, most of them looked at Victors appearance and instantly felt that he really didnt have muchbat power! CCIn fact, this was indeed true. Victor only knew how to sh, and couldnt even execute the most basic attack. If this was any other type of match, he wouldve lost long ago. However, this arena had special rules. They were onlyparing one second worth of technique and their health would drop as soon as they were hit! As long as Victor brainlessly used sh, he would be invincible. Many of White Thousand Degreess fans didnt understand this truth. Instead, they were all eager to line up and give it a try. ...... Five minutester, Victor had reached six consecutive wins! The crowd: Everyone who went before me were all garbage. I can win if I go up! ...... Ten minutester, Victor had reached seventeen consecutive wins! The crowd: It, it seems that somethings wrong. ...... Thirty minutester, Victor killed the thirty-second person. Each match only took one second, and most of the time had been spent waiting for the next person toe up and the countdown to finish! Victor waved his daggers and said, Im a little tired. I didnt even spend this much time learning sh from the War God. Are you guys still fighting? Next. The crowd: trembling in fear.jpg After waiting for a long time, nobody continued to question Lord Fours sh. They used frightened gazes to look up at the domineering president who was still standing on the stage. Victor tossed away the two daggers. They made two crisp ringing sounds as theynded. y chickens and pottery dogs. Not worth mentioning., indeed. Victor showed a very pure smile as he spoke these words. announcement: VEN & SURPRISE will be switching to 1 release/week for the next month or so. some RL things havee up and ill be a little busy. i didnt want to stop releasespletely, so its going to be back to weekly for now. SAHRJ will still be released daily C will let you all know if that needs to change temporarily, too. thanks for understanding! C xiin Ch51 - Teaching Flash

Chapter Ch51 - Teaching sh

trantor: xiin editor: celtic An hourter, Victor did a ten-meter running leap and excitedly jumped into Tyrons embrace! Victor: Male god, let me tell you! Fighting in e-sports is too much fun! Its really too fun! I stood there on the stage and cut down anyone that came up. If one came up, I cut down one; if two came up, I cut down both! Hahahahahaha! This child was incredibly excited in front of his male god. There was absolutely no trace of the calmness that he had disyed when he stood on stage. Tyron toyed with Victors earlobe and said, You performed pretty well. I already told you that you would be able to do it when I taught you yesterday. Victor recalled how his male god had taught him sh back then. . The sh technique itself onlysted for a short time, and the actions required to perform it within the limited period of time werentplex. However, it required the entire body to do its part in order to ensure that sufficient force could be unleashed. Only when there was sufficient force to create explosive eleration could this super high-speed technique be initiated. When Tyron had taught him, he had split the actions into segments. He had first taught him the hand movementsCCholding onto Victors hand as he said, Use your fingers to grasp the dagger, hold your hand out a little, wrist straight. Victor held the dagger; Tyron slowly and leisurely reached out to touch his five fingers, stroking down each digit from beginning to end before putting them into the correct position. At the time, Victor almost broke out in sweat. Then, Tyron taught Victor how to use the power of his waist. He lifted Victors shirt, pinching the muscles at his waist as he said, Use the muscles here. Twist your waist for me. Victors face turned explosively red! Tyron took in his state and said in amusement, What are you thinking about? Focus. However, his tone of voice was too indulgent, making it so that Victors waist couldnt muster up any strength. Instead, it softened and he melted into his male gods arms. Tyron originally hadnt been thinking about anything else. How many assassin cubs had he brought up? However, when he saw Victor looking like this, Tyron found himself a little distracted, too. . Tyronughed as he dropped into a half-crouch. He grasped Victors calf and said, Your footwork is incorrect. Youll cramp easily like this. Its not a big deal in the short term, but if it bes a habit, youll damage your tendons. Having spoken for such a long time, Tyron had already seeded in squeezing this stic calf muscle seventeen or eighteen times. He then said, Show me again. Victor waspletely muddled. Seeing that Tyrons expression seemed to bepletely serious, he felt very ashamed and hurriedly corrected his mindset, crossing his two weapons in front of him. shCC Fl... Halfway through his sh! Tyron, who had been crouched next to him, suddenly stretched out his hand lightning-quick and caught Victor by the waist! Caught off guard, Victor immediately felt that his center of gravity was unstable; his right leg subconsciously stepped forward for bnce. . And then, one secondter. Tyron had a very solemn expression on his face as he instructed, Therefore, if you dont use the power of your waist, it will be easy for you to lose your bnce. Opponents just need to trip you up by your feet and your sh will be interrupted. Victor was trembling in agitation and finally gave up on the idea that there was any flirting involved in this situation. He could only pull his scattered thoughts back together and say weakly, So, what should I do? Nothing. Not everyone can interrupt sh this way. Tyrons expression didnt reveal anything. This is already enough when dealing with y chickens and pottery dogs. After saying this, he nced at Little Vic, who was still lying foolishly on the ground, and held out his hand. Victor grabbed his hand and got up halfway... Tyron suddenly bowed his head and kissed him on the mouth. ...!!! Victor blushed. At the same time, he involuntarily fell back on his butt and froze for a moment before raising his head to look up at Tyron. Tyrons expression was still the same as ever as he offered his hand again. Victor: ...... Ahhhhhhh my male god is really a beast in human clothing that poses as a person with high moral standards! So cute! Ahhhhhh! . After that, Victor actually spent the entire night practicing sh. However, when he came to the arena, he acted with a noble dignity and cold elegance as he announced, Lord Four only spent two hours teaching me. Im not very good at learning, so I can only barely make use of the technique. And even after that, when he left the arena, he exuberantly hugged Lord Four andughed, Hahahaha that was too fun! Male god, did you see those peoples gazes? It was like they were about to be scared to death by me! I think I could have a bright future if I participated in e-sports! This was the only time where he could use the arenas special rules to his advantage and experience the rush of fast-paced fighting that existed in e-sports. It only served to make him feel even more worship towards his male god. I just shed, and whooshCCthe opponent died! Victor was saying, Male god, your technique is too amazing! Tyron was amused, It cant be considered mine. Its a set of techniques that has been around for many years, and it has been constantly improved and enhanced. I only happened to make some improvements to it. Victors curiosity was piqued. He rarely heard Tyron speak about his past. However, Tyron had no intention of hiding anything. . Tyron: When I was young, I followed my teacher and joined Bluebell. This was the first technique that he taught me. Its quite easy to pick up, and all of the rookies back then learned sh first so that they could use it to escape... Victor thought that this was the training that his male god had received as a child. Had he had a teacher who taught him how to participate in e-sports from a young age? No wonder he was so strong now! I was different from them. Tyrons tone was leisurely, My teacher was quite cunning. He didnt teach me to be tougher, but rather to deceive people by appearing young and ignorant. Victor could suddenly imagine a scene: After failing at a task, arge group of little radish heads were all using sh to escape in a panic, leaving only a miniature version of his male god standing in ce, blinking open a pair of big, innocent eyes and acting cute. Victor: Psh! With just a nce at Victors expression, Tyron could tell what he was thinking in that brain of his but didnt bother to correct him. He just said in amusement, Most creatures, including humans, generally have two instinctive reactions to imminent danger. One is to mobilize all of their bodily functions to resist or escape, and the other is to rxpletely and avoid any semnce of resistance to avoid infuriating their attacker. This leads to two types of people in the world: one type will rise up to meet danger head on, while the other type would have their brains empty out as soon as they encounter danger. Victor nodded. Tyron continued, So, they learned sh in the beginning in order to train the first instinct of resistance. And I was forced to train my instincts so that I would stand steady. Ah?! Why?! Victor eximed. Tyron: Because my instincts and human beings... and other human beings are different. While my brain is nk, Ive often already carried out a form of excessive resistance. ...... Victor thought to himself, this sentence seemed to say: the average human had hamster instincts that would y dead when poked, while his male god had poisonous snake instincts that would bite someone to death when poked?! . Victor thought about it, then slyly sprawled himself across Tyrons shoulders, shouting suddenly, Ahhhhh! Theres a ghost! Tyron: ...... Victor had discovered that the average person would definitely have some reaction when they heard a loud noise. For example, they would cover their ears or blink their eyes in a kind of shocked reaction. However, Tyron didnt do any of that. His eyshes didnt even flutter. One secondter, Tyron said, Yes, just like this kind of training. Now, I wont overreact before my brain processes the information. However, if this was back when I was young, you might already have been subconsciously choked to death. Victor: ...... Victor blinked twice. Tyron thought that he had scared him and stroked his cheek. He heard Victor say, How cool! Can I train to be like that too? Tyron thought to himself: ... I still dont understand these interster children, tsk. . Later, Victor chattered on, until he finally fell asleep on the sofa. He had only had a few hours of rest over the past 48 hours, and it had all been for the sake of practicing sh and not letting down his male gods reputation. In fact, Tyron didnt care much about the provocation of some jumping clowns, but Victor cared very much and wanted to go up and try to fight no matter what. It was probably because when Victor liked someone, regardless of whenever or whatever happened, he would always subconsciously want to protect them, not wanting them to suffer even the slightest grievance or harm, and nobody was allowed to say anything bad about them. Even if they just caused Tyron to show the slightest frown, it would make Victor secretly feel bad. However, Victor wouldnt show it. Tyron crouched down next to the sofa and looked Victor over carefully: over the past few months, Victors tender youthfulness had gradually receded, and there was a hint of tiredness between his brows. It seemed as if the god of time had used his hands and gradually outlined his maturity more clearly. Tyron stretched out his hand and touched Victor between his eyebrows gently. He murmured, What are you trying so hard for? Youre already learning fast enough. Child, arent you tired? ...... When Victor woke up the next day, it was already nine oclock in the morning. Someone had turned off his rm clock. Today was thest match of the individualspetition! The champion would be determined today! He had missed the chance to send his male god off before he yed hisst match! Victor was incredibly mad as he snatched up his phone and prepared to run out the door. It was then that he saw an envelope that Tyron had stuck to the door. Victor opened up the envelope and saw a virtual ticket for the final match inside. CCA ticket for the yers rtives. It was a front row seat, where if the yer won, the camera could immediately pan over to see their reaction... A seat for rtives. . Victor became incredibly nervous. He really wanted to just run out the door and announce to the entire world: War God is mine! Hes my hubby! But after carefully thinking it over, he was still a little scared that he might be killed by fans or drowned by their tears. He thought about it for a long while and finally brought a mask to wear to the match. While waffling between the feeling of scared of being found out, and it wont be on purpose if Im discovered, Victor went and sat down in the rtives section reserved for Odin. Before the game began, some attentive people discovered that there was now someone sitting in a certain seat that had been left empty from beginning to end of the individualspetition...? Ch52 - Individual Competition - Ranger

Chapter Ch52 - Individual Competition C Ranger

trantor: xiin editor: celtic There were no empty seats at the scene of the final match for the A-League Earth Districts Individual Competition. Countless banners, lights, fireworks, and cameras filled the air, and the sound of the crowd echoed through the virtual arena. Before the game began, a symbolic giant camera was randomly sweeping through and capturing scenes from the audience. Innumerable spectators would cheer excitedly when their figures appeared on the giant screen. There were some who directly sent out kisses towards the camera, while others all but took off their tops and showed off their naked bodies to the public. The camera made a full round and suddenly swept through the first row containing contestants rtives. The panning obviously stalled for a moment before it abruptly turned back. It could clearly be seen on the screen that there was a youthful little brother sitting behind the sign Contestant Odins Rtives. The audience began toment on the public screen: My god!!! Theres suddenly a person in my War God Fours rtives area!!! Who is it? Who can tell me who this is?! When put under the spotlight, Victors identity was pulled out and exposed in less than two seconds. Public screen: Isnt this Lord Fours motherf*cking legal representative-kun?! The one who dueled against others with sh yesterday! Why is he sitting at the rtives seat ahhhh! Im going to die, hurry up and tell me what kind of rtionship they have! Are they brothers?! I was just preparing to confess to him! . Victors heart was iparably anxious, but his expression was noble and cold, just like his male god. Fortunately, the audience wasnt caught up in this matter for long, because the contestants soon came up on stage. During this series of top four matches, Tyron had already fought against the shadow warrior Tower and the sorcerer Maple Leaf, making thest match against Flower Blower, who had fought his way back from the losers bracket through the Resurrection Competition. Tyron had yed against Flower Blower before and had quickly won without any suspense. This loss had been the reason Flower Blower had fallen into the losers bracket. Following that, Flower Blowers performance in the Resurrection Competition had been outstanding. The first time he used his technique, named chain arrow, he had directly created a bloody road as he killed his way up, re-entering the top four. Thementators had already turned on their mics. They first introduced both contestants, then said, So, both of our contestants are typical agility based professions, archer against assassin. Lord Four represents assassins, and thetest news is that he has already made it onto the A-listCCthis probably doesnte as a shock to anyone. It is very difficult to judge Lord Fours level. He has won every game hes yed in so farCCincluding teampetitions. Oh, right, this is an undefeated War God. Why is it so difficult to judge his strength? All of the previousmentators have ended up pping themselves in the face because of him. Because, Lord Four is a yer who is ustomed to hiding his strength, and only shows the necessary skills required to win the match at critical moments: his sh, continuous sh, and shadow dance were all shown during such moments. So, until theres a day, and Im only saying potentially, when he finally loses, we will be unable to determine whether or not this is all he has in terms of techniques andbat ability. In addition to the chain arrow technique that became instantly famous, Flower Blower is also known for his ability to remain airborne for long periods of time. He is often able to remain in the air for as long as five seconds, and use his height advantage to seize the upper hand. The superior elevation is crucial to archers, and more importantly, his chain arrow technique perfectlyplements his ability to remain in the air, forming aprehensive blockade within the arena. It isnt a simple matter for opponents to deal with a ranger who dominates the air. . By the end of their introductions, the contestants had also just finished their conversation. In fact, there wasnt any conversation. Only Flower Blower said two sentences, Although Ive lost before, you had better not take me lightly. This time, Im going to pull out all the stops and will be thest one standing. Tyron didnt say anything. He only turned his head and gave him a nce before the results of the randomized map was announced. The randomized map for this round: Water Mirror City. Everyone: ...... Bothmentators were stunned for a moment before showing sour, bitter expressions. Indeed, Water Mirror City was the map that Tyron and Maple Leaf had fought in previously. This map was veryplex; the surface of the water formed reflections, and there were countless mirror images within the Mirror City. They hadnt expected things to be so coincidental, allowing this map toe up again. Malementator: Well then, we can only hope that the two yers dont enter Mirror City and mutually harm each other. . However, the malementators hopes were dashed. At the end of the countdown, Flower Blower immediately jumped backwards into the sky and floated into the Mirror City. Instantly, his bow was reflected countless times in the mirrors. Tyron, on the other hand, slipped into stealth mode before he quietly slipped into Mirror City, revealing no reflections of his figure in the mirrors. Femalementator: Neither yer seems to have any intention of resolving the match out in open space. Lord Four is an assassin, so it is understandable that he would have a preference for abat environment that contains ces to hide. Although Mirror City is full of reflections, it is precisely because there are too many reflections that he can conceal himself. Only, it will be a little difficult if he wants to find the real figure of his opponent... Malementator: Flower Blower wanting to enter the Mirror City is also understandable. After all, his technique chain arrow requires the surroundings to have buildings or structures to set it up. As soon as his voice fell, it proved that this was indeed the case. Flower Blower pulled on his bow and shot out the first chain arrow. . As the name implied, the end of the arrow in the chain arrow technique was connected to a chain. The reason why Flower Blowers chain arrow quickly shot to fame as soon as it was revealed was because his chain arrows could interact with each other. Other peoples chain arrows might have only a few chains, creating footholds that allowed contestants to remain in the air, while Flower Blowers chain arrow could intertwine in the air, allowing him to not only remain airborne but also block the airspace and limit his opponents range of movement. This required a very strong geometric calction ability. Each additional chain required more than double the amount of calction. As of now, Flower Blower hadnt paused at all, shooting out six chain arrows in quick session, causing six seemingly irregr chains to suddenly appear in Mirror City enabling him to crouch quietly atop one of them. Because there were mirrors everywhere, at a nce it appeared as if there were thousands of chain links, making it very difficult to distinguish between the real or false intersections between the chains. The malementator almost groaned, My god... This simply hurts peoples eyes! . On the other side, the camera was following the invisible Tyron as he moved along the ground, amongst the mirrors. Through the reflections of countless mirrors, he could clearly see that Flower Blower was now crouched on a chain. He was probably close to him, but there was a possibility that he was far away. Flower Blower hadnt touched the ground, so Tyron had no way to tell the difference between reality or reflections based on the ripples under his feet. However, that didnt stop Tyron from searching for his opponent: he analyzed the position and direction of all the mirrors, basing it off the unnatural way the images changed when they reached the edge of a mirror. He also identified the position of the six chains one by one ording to the position of the mirrors. The magnitude of the shaking of the chain revealed Flower Blowers location. Within Tyrons mind, a clear three-dimensional map emerged, with most of the nks being gradually filled in as he continued his patient observations. The malementator couldnt tell that Tyron was currently sketching out the terrain of Mirror City in his head and could only say in amazement, It seems as though Lord Four really knows where Flower Blowers real position is! How did he do that? Can he really distinguish everything through the mirrors only by using careful observation? . Very soon, the hidden Tyron had already reached the ce immediately underneath Flower Blower, which was also already the best position he could chooseCCbecause, as soon as he goes up onto the chain, the shaking of the chains would inevitably reveal his position! The femalementator spoke nervously, How will Lord Four choose to approach? Flower Blowers backward jump has already finished its cooldown and he can move back in the air at any timeCC She hadnt finished speaking when the situation in the field abruptly changed! Tyron was silent as he shed upwards into the air from the ground. At the same time, what he held in his hands were not his crossed des, but rather a couple of darts that flew out simultaneously when he made his move,nding urately on the other end of the chain! Following the slight shaking of the chain, Flower Blower turned around and fired an arrow. He then didnt hesitate before jumping out into the air,ing to a stop in mid-air. However, he had misjudged the direction because the first thing to shake the chain had only been a dart. The malementator shouted, What a beautiful misdirection! Unfortunately, it was a little short. One sh was temporarily unable to catch up to Flower Blower in midair! . After that, they watched as Tyron paused on the chain before flying up forcefully, using another sh in midair and chasing after Flower Blower to attack. Within this period of rapid action, Flower Blower had already shot out two arrows, one of which flew directly towards Tyrons face. After Tyrons dagger split the arrow into two halves, he saw the second arrow brush past him and hit the chain that the two of them had just touched on moments ago. Femalementator: Chain arrow has taken form!!! Flower Blower purposely dyed thest arrow that formed his chain arrow! With thisst chain arrow that flew through the previously unleashed chains in an arc, it caused a reaction amongst the chain arrows that had previously seemed unrted to each other. In the twinkling of an eye, it seemed to be like a butterfly flittering amongst flowers as it instantly triggered the pattern to bloom, forming a chain array shaped like a giant. The upheaval onlysted a second before inertia caused the chains to sway back and forth towards the two contestants in mid-air. Tyron and Flower Blower hadnt agreed on anything beforehand, but they somehow still managed tond on the same chain, one after another, before flying off in one direction almost synchronously. Flower Blower leapt backwards to increase the distance between them, while Tyron was facing him as he chased. Malementator: sh! This distance is doable, Lord Four!CC His voice couldnt reach the arena. Within the Mirror City, there was silence but for the ringing sound of the chains. Ch53 - Individual Competition – Ranger 2

Chapter Ch53 - Individual Competition C Ranger 2

trantor: xiin editor: juurensha Flower Blowers next attack was still another chain arrow! When Tyron shed sideways to avoid it, the chain that apanied this arrow and the one that was still vibrating from their footsteps twined together, forming a double-spiralbination that shot towards Tyron. Tyron didnt try to dodge it; his right hand shot out lightning quick to seize the two chains, allowing them to wrap around his wrist as he threw out the dagger in his left hand! Following a loud ping noise, the mirror behind Flower Blower shattered under the impact of his dagger! The other end of the chain lost its support and immediately sent the two men who were standing on it falling towards the water simultaneously. Flower Blower spread out his cloak and attempted to escape towards another chain. At this time, Tyron leveraged the chain in his hand and twisted in mid-air, sending the other end of the chain to wrap around Flower Blowers ankleCCFlower Blower suddenly lost his bnce in mid-air andnded on the ground in a daze. The two of them stuck to their own side, but theynded at the same time and stood up at the same time. Only the tter of chains could be heard when they finally straightened up, having mutually tied each other up. They stood still for a second, facing each other in a confrontational manner. Despite the chain wrapped around his foot, Flower Blower still shot out another arrow. At this time, his pupils had already contracted to its limits from the stimtion. . However, the arrow only remained in the air for less than a fraction of a second when it encountered a powerful current. A current of light! sh! The malementator shouted, Hes finally closed in! Does Flower Blower still have a chance?! It was at this moment that Flower Blower abruptly pulled out his sword! Within the sh, Flower Blower had no way to see or predict where Tyrons figure would appear, but he closed his eyes and stabbed forward. Immediately afterwards, Tyron rose up on his toes and whirled around Flower Blower,ing up behind his back like a ghost. Femalementator: I never knew what this kind of move to whirl around behind someone was called! Its just a shorter version of shadow dance! During the course of the femalementators two short sentences, Tyrons short sword had already carried out four consecutive strikes. Throat slice! Spike! Fatal blow, critical attack, bleed! In the blink of an eye, Flower Blowers health had already dropped by half. Even so, he didnt hurry to flee but instead shot an arrow up into the sky. At this moment, many people,mentators included, didnt understand what this arrow was for. All the chains had been set up for the sake of this moment of destruction! Suddenly, in a scene like a hundred flowers blooming together, all the bizarre chain arrangements all linked closely together to form a huge that aimed straight at covering Tyron. Countless mirrors reflected this scene at the same time, like a spinning kaleidoscope that reflected the most magnificent of patterns! There was only several ck shadows left on the scene, and amongst these dark images, there was suddenly another sh that moved at a speed that was almost indistinguishable with the naked eye. It was like a ray of light that was caught in countless mirrors and refracted constantly. . Flower Blower leaped backwards, floating up in the air while he pulled back on his beautiful long bow. Caught you. He mouthed. At this moment, the chains finally finished their copse, forming a thin and dense fishing that wrapped itself around its precious prey. Aplex pattern suddenly lit up on Flower Blowers arm, and a huge force emerged as he shot out a simple and direct arrow that was charged with amazing power. There was an illusion that the entire scene had darkened, brightness focusing on the cold light at the tip of the arrow that sizzled like a spark in the cold night, dazzling the eye. When this arrow left the string, thementator blurted out, The perfectbination of power and beauty! . In the moment where the audience were all iparably nervous, a sword light suddenly shot out from the center of the giant. The sword light shed for only a moment, but everyone could see it clearly that was three streaks of light that shot out in a crisscross pattern to meet the arrow that Flower Blower had shot out! ... No, the sword light didnte out. It was actually just an illusion of light. These short sword strikes had actually been trapped behind the and couldnt leave, which was why they had finally shown its long-silent edgeCCthis was the so-called final reveal! Only at times like these would the short sword in Tyrons right hand show the upper limits of its speed. This sword was rarely used this way, because it would send out the sound of the wind when it moved at extreme speedsCC This sound urred in the instant when the thin de broke through the sound barrier. It sounded like whistling, or like a song. This sword, was named Song of Triumph. . When Song of Triumph rang out, thementator was shouting, Three shes! It appears as though the three strikes urred at the same time, but the system judges it to be abo! Its abo from the same sword! By the time he had finished shouting, the sword lights were like shooting stars that had long since disappeared! And Flower Blowers arrow had been shattered apart, exploding in all directions. Femalementator: Just now, when the tip of the arrow entered Lord Fours attack range, Lord Four sent out three sword strikes in an instant. What kind of terrible speed is this?! Three attacks from a single short sword within the time it takes for an arrow to fly a distance of several tens of centimeters, cutting it apart right before our eyes! At this point, the fans had just let out excited screams. . When the three fleeting sword lights disappeared, Tyron himself also emerged from the giant of chains. There was still a chain wrapped around his left arm, which was the choice that he had had to make in order to avoid being caught within the trap of the huge. However, this didnt seem to affect his speed the tiniest bit. Tyron had already arrived in front of Flower Blower in the twinkling of an eye! All of Flower Blowers arrangements had been for that moment of brilliance. His experience had told him that he would only be able to shoot the assassin andnd his arrow if he captured Tyron in his. And then, he had still failed! Flower Blower pulled out the sword at his waist to make ast ditch effort to fight, spinning around in mid-air. Malementator: Windmillbo! It seems that Flower Blower actually also has a windmillbo! Femalementator: Its rare to see a ranged contestant with melee skills, s! She let out an involuntary sigh, because the most unfortunate thing for Flower Blower was that his opponent was Tyron. Who was Tyron? He was someone who had once casually taken out a seventeen hit windmillbo to kill someone instantly! He wasnt an opponent who could be made to retreat by a windmillbo at all! Sure enough, there was another sh as Tyron actually shot forth to attack Flower Blower in the air! This attack angle blocked up any possible route of escape for Flower Blower, leaving him no way to escape his de. Then came another sh,ing down like a tribtion from the heavens as it directly nailed Flower Blower to the ground! As the white light flew out, everything else in the field seemed to slow. Tyrons figure slowly rose up from his single knee kneeling position, his short sword still held in a stabbing position. By the time he stood up, his short sword had already slid back into its sheath. Amongst all yers, he was the only one who would definitely sheathe his sword after every match, like an assassin on a real battlefield protecting his precious weapons. . At the end of the first match, Odin VS Flower Blower: 1:0. The total time for the match was close to a minute. Most of the time was spent during the period when both contestants had first entered Mirror City. The images had been soplicated that even Tyron had had to just observe for a while. When the two yers entered the break time between matches, the public screen was still reying the most exciting scene from the match: The chains were copsing like andslide, Flower Blowers brilliant arrow cutting through space in the twinkling of an eye, followed by the three sword lights that were almost indistinguishable to the naked eye that cut everything to pieces. The system showed that the arrow had been flying at 46.8 per second; Tyrons de had moved too fast and exceeded the cameras capacity to capture it urately, but the system estimated that it was at approximately 0.01 second per slice. After seeing this data report, the audience on the public screen had been shocked to the point of peeing themselves and said, Are you motherf*cking kidding me? Is this a speed that human beings can achieve? Humans definitely cant do it. This kind of heaven shaking data can only appear in e-sports!!! This f*cking means that it first took half a second to judge the position of the arrow tip, then 0.06 seconds to make three sword attacks that each hit the tip of the arrow! 0.5 seconds my f*cking god, if I was the one on stage, that would just be the time required for me to twitch my fingers! . It was indeed impossible for humans to reach this speed; their thoughts might not even be able to keep up and control such speed, but who said that Tyron Odin had to be human? And who made it so that the data from this e-sports arena was all analyzed by the system? Tyron hadnt chosen to use any of the systems skills and hadnt used any equipment other than two daggers and a coil of wire, which meant that the so-called bnce of the game could only fall back on his basic statsCC Without skills or equipment, the system could only use his attributes to measure the data! The system was suffering too, you know?! There had once been people who, on a whim, hadnt chosen to use any items, and had adjusted the values of their stats to the minimum so that the system could push their speed to the theoretical maximum. At that point, he could run at over several tens of times the speed of sound, but his consciousness was simply unable to keep up. Finally, this kind of stats distribution method could only be used for entertainment. E-sports was precisely such a fantastic arena. As long as someone had enough of an idea, there was a foundation avable for achieving all sorts of miracles. . Tyron slowly washed his hands during his break. This was one of the habits he had developed over the past thousand years. At this time, Flower Blower also came in. He leaned against the door in a fearless posture that clearly radiated since I cant win anyway, losing is just losing. Tyron tilted his head to nce at the other party. He wasnt as cold when he wasnt on the arena; his dark golden eyes looked a littlezy. Flower Blower suddenly felt a little smitten. He unconsciously stood a little straighter and asked, You still wear a mask while resting? Doesnt it feel ufortable? Tyron finished washing his hands and slowly began to dry them as he said, Its none of your business. Flower Blower felt that his answer was quite dull, but he still meditatively rubbed his eyebrows and thought to himself: What if it was my business? Would you kill me? Ahaha... Ch54 - Individual Competition – Ranger 3

Chapter Ch54 - Individual Competition C Ranger 3

trantor: xiin editor: juurensha The second match was about to start. It could be said that this match was the one that would establish the championship position within this individualpetition. If Odin won, then what was left was for Flower Blower and Tower to determine who could grab the runner-up spot. Everyone except for the two yers involved were nervous. Even the malementator was more anxious than the two contestants. He weakly opened the mic and said, The two contestants are really a bit too calm. Theyre even chatting... Hey, what are they talking about? The microphone wasnt on at the moment, so the audience couldnt hear what they were discussing. . In fact, Flower Blower was saying to Tyron, Oh, its been three whole matches! I took out all my cards and still cant beat you. This match is going to be boringCChow about we stir something up? Tyron: Youre very bored. The meaning behind his words was actually a politer form of are you retarded, but Flower Blower obviously understood it differently and said, Yeah, I have nothing else to do. After all, you have to wait twenty seconds before you kill someone. What should we do in the first twenty seconds? Perform for the audience? Tyron: Im not as idle as you. Flower Blower refused to let it rest. He encouraged, In a moment, Ill use my short sword and only use melee attacks to fight against you. Do you dare to use nothing but ranged attacks? Tyron: ...... An assassin that only used darts, and a ranger that only used short swords; how did hee up with this god level bad idea? What was so good about watching the fantastical scene of an assassin kiting a ranger? He could already imagine the audiences confused expressions, including Victors. Tyron replied coldly, No. . Flower Blower pouted, then suddenly beckoned for the host toe over. The little goblin host flew over. She had originally thought that there might be some friction or other important issues between the two contestants, but as a result, when she flew over to listenCC Flower Blower: May I surrender? The little goblins expression was dazed. Flower Blower: I cant beat this person. Its been three matches, big sister! Ill have a psychological shadow if I fight another game. It took the little goblin a long time to recover her wits and say, D, d, dear contestant, its a little toote for you to forfeit the game. The procedures have already begun! The two of them looked back and saw that thepetition match had already been selected at random: Heavens Aurora. Tyron had oncepeted on this map during the teampetition. It was a t map; both mysterious and beautiful. Flower Blower pointed to the map and spoke again, Look, this fellow has already killed and ughtered his way through this map too. The little goblin really wanted to ask: As long as it was a map that Lord Four hadpeted on, which map hadnt he ughtered his way through? It could be seen from their thought processes that Tyron was the type of person who very much abided by the local social rules. This was a habit that had been brought about by his profession, while Flower Blower was more of a casual contestant. His intention to y around was clear, and could be seen from both his posture and the way he brought his own special effects every time he appeared. Meanwhile, thementators were saying, Both yers have a bit of a heavy expression on their faces, could it be that the previous match affected their mentality? Femalementator: Thats hard to say! After all, they both wear masks. Especially Lord Four, he always has a type of indescribable feeling during every game. To tell the truth, perhaps Lord Four is agonizing over how to drag it out for 20 seconds? The malementatorughed out loud, Your use of this meme is pretty good! The two of them didnt take this matter seriously. After they bothughed about it, the femalementator continued, Alright, contestant Flower Blowers expression is a little heavier. I can understand that; after all, his technique chain arrow requires structures to support it. However, the only thing that can be used on this map is the aurora, which is a moving thing. This is a big headache for Flower Blower who requires stable structures to maintain his airborne control. Malementator: For Lord Four, there is also the problem of ack of obstacles. He might need to break through Flower Blowers ultimate move once again. In that case, lets wait and see what the two contestants do. . The countdown was soon over. Unexpectedly, Lord Four didnt go into stealth at the start of the match, and Flower Blower also didnt leap away to increase the distance between them! Flower Blower pulled out his short sword and actually rushed up to engage in meleebat with the assassin! Bothmentators were stunned, the malementator shouted out, Wow, whats going on! Could it be that Flower Blower is actually an assassin in disguise? Femalementator: Wind! Mill! Combo! Flower Blower is simply fearless in the face of death,ing up to Lord Four and starting off with a windmillbo. Lord Fours reaction is... Tyron frowned tightly even as he pulled out his dagger Deep Silence in a backhand grip to defend against Flower Blowers windmillbo. There was a series of nging noises as Flower Blower used his ability to remain airborne to force out an eleven hitbo. And Tyron actually used a single dagger and pure de skills to defend against the other partys windmillbo! The malementator sighed with amazement, I never thought that anyone could use basic attacks to meet a windmillbo head on! Is this what it means when they say let him be strong, Ill just fight with des? . The entire audience was stunned; it was really exciting to watch two yerse up against each other so fiercely. However, Flower Blower was a long distance profession! It was enough that he had charged the assassin straight on, but the assassin he attacked was the War God amongst assassins. Wasnt he just sending himself along the road of death? Indeed, not only had Flower Blower charged forth to engage in battle, after his windmillbo, he also did his best to perform a series of ordinary attacks. Malementator: Oh. Femalementator: Ah. Malementator: To be fair, as a long distance profession, these melee attacks can be considered to have been practiced very well, but... Femalementator: Well, Lord Four blocked all of them with his de. If we look at this data... Well, it averages at 1.7 attacks per second. Malementator: I remember thatst time Lord Four had a duel of des, the record was approximately seven attacks per second. This current speed should be spare change for him, right? Femalementator: Lord Four has only pulled out a single weapon. The twomentators: ...... The malementator wanted to shake Flower Blowers shoulder and yell at him: Buddy, why do you have to stir things up like this in the arena?! Can you be a little more serious? A little more solemn? We all know that Lord Four will take it easy for 20 seconds, but we cant just put it on the table and say it out loud! Its so awkward now, how are we supposed to exin this?! . A few secondster, Flower Blowers melee skills had all been used up. He reluctantly pulled out the bow on his back and began to brandish it in pursuit of Lord Four. Tyron eyebrows wrinkled in a frown. His dagger swiped across Flower Blowers throat, but he used the back of his knifeCCno blood was drawn. The two men passed by each other in a brief confrontation. Tyrons lips moved as he whispered, Fight a little more seriously. Flower Blower responded very seriously, I cant win, so I might as well stir things up than fight. Having said that, he raised up his long bow and tried to knock it against Lord Four! Tyron couldnt bear it anymore. He used sh and passed straight through him! Flower Blowers health immediately dropped to 80%, but Tyron didnt continue to deal more damage after his sh. The malementator spoke up excitedly, Ohhhh Lord Four is starting his ughter! It was now eight seconds into the match! However, he had just finished speaking when he discovered that after Lord Fours sh that took him out of Flower Blowers melee range, he didnt turn back to get close again! Femalementator: Lord Four took out his darts, Lord Four... Lord Four is sniping at Flower Blower from a distance! Flower Blower brandished his long bow and rushed over to hunt him down, while Tyron expressionlessly jumped backwards, flying up into the airCC The malementator was surprised, Do both of these contestants have special airborne techniques? Lord Fours air time is also very long!! . Tyron floated in the air for three and a half seconds, shooting out three darts in the meantime. Flower Blower followed suit, still looking for opportunities to attack. The two of them maintained the same speed, moving in sync. Each of Tyrons steps was just enough to keep him outside of Flower Blowers melee attack range. Whenever he slowed down as he turned back to release a dart, Flower Blower would approach and prepare to attack, only to find that Tyron had drifted away in the next moment. Flower Blower: Isnt this my favorite technique?! Femalementator: Our contestant Odin is now using an advanced technique that belongs to the ranger promotionCCthe pressing line kite step! In the so-called kiting, a ranged profession will usually take advantage of the fact that their attack range is longer to keep closebat opponents from attacking them whileunching attacks. It is a tactic that continuously reduces their opponents health. The pressing line kite step is also known as the limit kite where each step is just enough to stay out of the melee attack rangeCCthis is a must-have skill for any ranged profession on the A-list. It requires powerful calction, movement, and attacking ability! Malementator: I really never expected that I would see an A-list assassin using the pressing line kite step against a ranger... Are there any techniques that Lord Four cant perform?! There was still something that was out of his imagination. That was when Flower Blower jumped backwards, then cleverly made use of his own escape skills to get close to Tyron! . At this moment, both people were half a meter apart. Flower Blower didnt hesitate to use the bow in his hands tounch an attack, the delicate bow string and bow forming a ring that directly circled Tyrons neck. Then, Flower Blowers left hand shot out like an obviously ill-intentioned w. Malementator: What is this? A locking technique? Did Flower Blower use another closebat technique? However, Flower Blower failed to catch Tyron. Tyrons body abruptly dropped down, unexpectedly bringing them face to face before he spun around in front of Flower BlowerCC Femalementator: Lord Four used a simple shadow dance, and back winding! Back winding! The malementator pped the table and shouted, How can it be a good thing for Lord Four to be at his back?! Everyone believed that Tyron would pull out a dagger and take away Flower Blowers life with a series of blows, but he unexpectedly didnt pull out his weapons and instead continued with a string of dartsCC He shot him at close range! Darts had limitations on their speed and damage, reducing Flower Blowers health to less than half! Immediately after he arrived behind Flower Blower, his long leg stretched out to trip him! Flower Blowers attack didntnd! Its all due to Lord Fours shadow dance! The femalementator cried out excitedly, This casual, skillful shadow dance is simply like engaging in a face-to-face dance! Shadow dance was a gorgeous yet cold-blooded ughter technique. Tyrons figure seemed to be meld into Flower Blowers shadow, his movements ghostly yet close. His darts flew in from all directions, aiming at Flower Blower at the center. They sought every break in his defenses, relentlessly taking away his health bit by bit. Those swift and elegant movements were just like an eagle that was circling up above, a beast stalking its prey, causing the audience to burst out in excited screams. Thementators also hadnt expected that a ranged assassin and a melee ranger could disy such a skillful, good-looking match and simply wanted to cry out with a face full of tears: what profession are you guys ying?! How are the ranged professions supposed to continue on like this? How hateful, the assassin that you y must be the type that bes the textbook War God of assassins, right?! Ch55 - Individual Competition Champion

Chapter Ch55 - Individual Competition Champion

trantor: xiin editor: Xhici Once shadow dance came out, Flower Blowerpletely lost his ability to resist. His meleebat ability was far from flexible enough to beat shadow dance. However, he was very determined; he had said that he would only use melee attacks, so he wouldnt use long-range attacks even if he died. Fortunately, Tyron didnt bully him with shadow dance for too long. When his HP fell to a critical level, he used sh to retreat from his melee attack range in a sh of light. Flower Blower swung his longbow, wanting to continue the fight. It was obvious at a nce that he hadnt given up on his evil intentions. Tyron didnt get tangled up with him and continued to use his pressing line kite step, constantly keeping him pressured outside of his attack range. The two of them with one in front and one behind seemed to be moving with tacit understanding. CCHowever, this tacit understanding was based on the fact that Flower Blower couldnt touch a single hair on Lord Fours head, leaving him so depressed that he was about to cough up blood. Malementator: Oh, hes just a little off! Femalementator: What a pity, he can only touch the edge of Lord Four every time. Malementator: Lord Fours darts has already pulled his health to a very low pointCCIm afraid Flower Blower never thought that he would be bullied so badly by the pressing line kite step one day! Flower Blower: How frustrating!!! On that day, he finally realized how fearful it was to be suppressed by the pressing line kite step. . Twenty seconds into the match, Flower Blower simply had all his frustration ground out of him by the pressing line kite step, and felt that he was really just like arge kite that chased and ran after Lord Four endlessly. But he just couldnt catch up! Then, he suddenly discovered that Lord Four who had been in front of him the whole time had abruptly turned back. Flower Blower cackled in his heart: After calcting the time, it seemed that they had reached twenty seconds, and he felt that he might not be able to keep his little life in the next second! Tyron no longer kited him and turned around all of a sudden, using a series of darts to take away another portion of his health. In the blink of an eye, the two of them were in close range once again! The malementator said nervously, Is there a chance?! Contestant Flower Blowers HP is too low now, but contestant Odins health is almost intact! Will we be able to determine the oue in this round of conflict? Flower Blower was also very clear in his heart that this was hisst chance. He didnt even try to hide as he directly stuck out his leg to try and trip his opponent, wanting to control Tyron. Tyron didnt fall for his control skills at all, executing an elegant back flip right before his eyes and sending out darts that arrived in front of Flower Blower even while he was still in the air! Flower Blower felt especially unreconciled, continuing to stretch out his hand even as Tyron was performing his flip! His movements froze just like this as hisst sliver of health was taken away by two darts, causing him to turn into a streak of white light on the spot. Tyron finallynded lightly on the ground in a crouch, and the scene abruptly closed. . The system announced: Second match was over, contestant Odin won with a score of 2:0. This also meant that the champion of thispetition had been determined! Although Flower Blower was still wearing a mask, it was obvious at a nce that he was dejected, his ears practically drooping. After he received the microphone, he was silent for two seconds before saying, Im sorry, everyone. The public screen shed with a series offorting words, Flower, dont cry, stand tall! Flower, you did well! Well be waiting for you here next year! And then, Flower Blower continued, Im sorry, everyone. I was unable to reveal Lord Fours real identity! Tyron really didnt want to pay attention to him anymore by now! Host: ...... Audience: ...... Only thementators were able to respond rtively quickly, ...Ah! No wonder Flower Blower was so obsessed with meleebat. Originally, it was because he was deliberately trying to pull off Lord Fours mask... . Flower Blower clutched at the microphone and said dejectedly, I wanted to give everyone something good before leaving the arena, but unexpectedly, I was unable to do even that. Im really a failure of a melee ranger. There was suddenly a series of appeasing words on the public screen, We can all feel your sincerity, Flower! Its okay, Flower. Itspletely OK if you want to pull down your own mask instead! Flower Blowerpletely ignored the words on the public screen, letting out a dispirited sigh as he turned to shake hands with Tyron, Congrattions, champion. I had a hunch that it would be like this as early as the first time we fought together in thepetition. Neither party had used their real style to fight during their first match, but Flower Blower had said back then that he could feel the birth of the champion. And now, the champion was really confirmed! . All of a sudden, fireworks exploded in the air, the lights shing on in unison as the huge screen changed to show the reys of the most wonderful scenes in the fight between the two championship contestants. The audience performed a spontaneous standing ovation, the pping eventually transforming into a wave of cheers. This kind of heated, frenzied scene was something that Tyron had never seen before. Even the coronation of a King, and the ascension of the Pope hadnt been like this. He strongly felt that as long as he waved, thousands of people would call out his name in unison. At the moment when all the cameras were focused on him, and all the audiences gazes were following him, the special guest for this championship event came up to hand him the trophy cup. Tyron epted the trophy, squinting because of the overly bright lights, and noticed Victor who was sitting in the front row smiling like a blooming flower. As though aware of his gaze, Victor cupped both hands around his mouth and mouthed, You are the best! The worlds first invincible, undefeated super male god! Tyrons mouth raised in a smile, and he suddenly felt that being the champion was really quite joyful. He nced at the trophy in his hands, then suddenly stretched out his arm and threw it towards Victor. The trophy was hollow and fell straight into Victors arms. Thetters expression waspletely muddled, swallowing nervously as he faced over a dozen cameras that all turned around in unison to face him. Tyron crossed his arms over his chest, unable to hold back his smile as he watched Victor bepletely at a loss while holding the trophy, finally making a trembling, uncertain V sign with his hand. Victor: ...Oh, oh, yeah? Over a dozen disys had recorded this scene, and the public screen that had been constantly filled with Congrattions on winning messages was suddenly interspersed with a lot ofughter. . The atmosphere was so enthusiastic that some spectators even burst into tears as they cheered. Even the director didnt try to deliberately guide the mood, allowing this joyous atmosphere to continue on. And the little goblin host then excitedly handed over the microphone. She finally had the chance to loudly ask Tyron once again, Lord Four! Congrattions on your championship! Do you have anyments to share?! Tyron had only just epted the microphone when a series of loud cries came from the audience below: Just say one sentence! Lord Four, just one more word! War God wuwuwu! Although Tyron was also smiling under the mask and didnt mind saying a few more sentences to them, he really didnt know what to say. Tyron-old antique-master assassin-Odin was silent for half a beat, then finally said, Thank you. Host: ...... Audience: ...... The twomentators were still wearing their headsets. At this moment, theyughed and said, Oh my, the iceberg male god will always be an iceberg male god! Other peoples eptance speech go like : Thank you to my parents,panions, coach, XXTV... The iceberg male gods eptance speech is condensed to the absolute essence: Thank you!! Lord Fours fans eyes were practically full of tears. CCFor an entire year, they had collected only a sparse amount of material showing their male god speaking, and they were starving to the point of death! They were going to cry themselves blind! . Everyone was very happy, very excited, and many people couldnt help but scream in order to vent their emotions. Finally, the little goblin host was unable to hold back and said, Male god, can, can, can I take a photo with you? Tyron signaled that she could, and the little goblin immediately flew up to his shoulder, blushing as she went. Two cameras pointed at them and faithfully recorded a photo. On the public screen: Ahhhhhhhh envious! Jealous! Hate! Come take a photo with me if you dare! Youre a torturous little goblin! Youre using public matters for private use! Faking public interest! They werent finished being jealous when Flower Blower also came over and deliberately copied the little goblin, Male god, can, can, can I take a photo with you? Tyron reluctantly signaled that he could. Flower Blower squeezed himself into the frame, and then sighed emotionally and suddenly turned around to give Tyron a bear hug! All the cameras and everyone in the audience were looking at themCCTyron thought about it and ultimately chose to endure it. Flower Blower leaned close for a hug just like that, and when he loosened his hold, he suddenly stretched out a dragon-like wCC Hetched onto Tyrons mask and ran! Everything happened in a sh. In the moment that Flower Blower dashed away like lightning, Tyron turned around and presented his back to all the cameras. Everyone: !!!!!! Host: WhatCC?!! Commentators: Oh, my, god!!! This is an amazing counterattack!!! Fans: YeCCeaCCahh!! . Flower Blower snatched away the mask and rushed towards another corner, full of excitement as he eximed to the audience, Fortunately, I didnt fail in my task! Hahahahaha! Flower Blower was about to die fromughter as he ran twops in ecstasy, but he suddenly noticed that something wasnt right. Audience: ...... Flower Blower: ...... ==! Wheres my mask? Why is my mask missing?! Fans: Hahahaha! Flower, youve revealed yourself! Flower Blower was very young, and his face was rather childish, but his eyes were narrow and slightly uptilted, and only when he wore a mask would he appear romantic and stylish. The audienceughed for a good while before everyones attention was caught by the other side! . Because on the other side of the stage, Tyron let out a sigh. He was holding Flower Blowers mask in his lowered left hand. It was a good performance. Tyron said to Flower Blower. After that, he turned around without dodging or hiding and faced all the cameras present. He said, Theres nothing to see. Set aside your curiosity now that youve seen it. After reshaping his avatar in the teampetition, Tyron had already changed his appearance in all the ces where his avatar was shown. This included his universal appearance in the virtual world. So now, there could be no doubt that this was his own face. At this time, everyone: ...... This assassin had never felt that showing his appearance was worth being nervous about, and he didnt understand why everyone else would be so persistent about it, so he said these words very calmly, waited for two seconds, and then put on Flower Blowers mask and stepped down from the stage. It wasnt until the mask was firmly in ce that someone finally reacted, GeeaaaaaaaaaaaahhhCC Following that loud scream, the entire audience exploded! Mama, I saw God! You call that theres nothing to see? If thats the case, theres nothing in this world worth seeing! Fry up that mask and eat it!! Ahhhh I want to kill that mask! Dont go! Male god!!! Im begging you, let me see it again! Im going to die!!! Ch56 - War God Fighting The World With His Face

Chapter Ch56 - War God Fighting The World With His Face

trantor: xiin editor: kara As expected, the news exploded the next day! Traditional news reporters were more conservative, sticking to reporting only the progress of thepetition, then saying that the champion had been determined! They then allocated a bit of space for introducing the champion contestant. Less traditional media, especially online media, was high on excitement, using titles that ranged from The War God defended his crown in the individualpetition! The audience were crying with joy! to We never ever expected that, after victory and defeat was determined, the champion was stripped of... and after clicking the article headline, readers would see that behind the ellipsis were the two words: his mask. Without exception, all of the reports ended with a description of the events in which both contestants had exposed their faces. Some used wording like: In the moment when the mask was removed, the entire scene fell silent! There was also: The audience expressed that he could clearly rely on his face to eat, but instead he was still so powerful! There were also some non-mainstream styles: Lord Four can fight against the world with his appearance, uniting the six kings and four seas! . Lord Fours official page had long been updated with the new achievements: Champion of the 1170th Earth District Individual Competition in the Chaoyang Leagues A-League. Another photo had been added: a two-second-long animated image that showed Lord Four turning to reveal his face. Because the contestants had signed an agreement long ago that authorized any image or video from the arena or stage for the A-Leagues official use, this image had been put up directly. There was also another interesting thing about this image. At the start, when the editorial staff for the official site applied to add the animated image, the auditing staff had sent the application back without even opening the image and expressed, What kind of image is this?! The background shows that its not even from the battle! We are the official site and need to be professional. Dont show things from outside the game. However, two hourster, the editor sent the application again. This time, it was still the original animated image, but there was an additionalment: But its eptable to put up images from outside the game in extreme cases. Is it extreme just because you say so? The audit staff member was very dissatisfied as they clicked open the animated image. ...... Two secondster. Ah... The audit staff member was won over and let out an inexplicable exmation. Damn, this was really an extreme case! He quietly passed the application. And he also saved the animated image, downloading it onto his phone. . So, there was now an additional image on the official website. On the forum for Lord Fours personal page, there was also a new thread to celebrate his victory along with another flourishing thread about his attractiveness. Although a new thread had been started, the only material they had was that two-second-long animated image. There was nothing else! Lord Four had never been recorded showing his face anywhere else! There was a lot of crying and howling in this thread. They could only cling to those two seconds and go back and forth tofort themselves. Victors roommate was one of the people wailing in the thread. It took him a long time before he finally thought about calling Victor. Little Vic! Save me! This time, Im really, really, really about to die. Cant you take two photos of Lord Fours face and show me?! On the other end of the phone, Victor replied, No. My male god has been seen by so many people. Im unhappy. His roommate: ...Little Vic, its not good for you to be like this. Lord Four is yours, but his beauty is everyones. Isnt that okay? Victor: Its clearly all mine. His roommate: You were never like this before! Victor: Thats because I used to be a single dog, but nowCCIm not anymore! ...... His roommate squirted old blood three feet up into the air and died in tears. . Victor was lying down on the sofa, leaning against the seated Tyron. Heughed as he hung up the phone and said, Everyone is asking me for photos... Tyron asked helplessly, I dont really understand. Is it really that important? Victor replied, Very important! Appearance value can be used to make a living, and it can also be used to win over the world! Tyron: I dont understand you people. Victorughed. He flipped his cell phone over as he said, I was just reading their posts. Hm, look at this one... Congrattions to the War God on defending his title. Back then, he said he would marry me and bring me home after winning the trophy. When are you going to follow through? Tyron frowned slightly, expressing his disdain for this post. Theyre dreaming. Victor alsomented on it, then moved to the next one, Our slogan is!C, oh, this post has a lot ofments, one post says, CLets stir things up instead ofpeting. The next post also says Lets stir things up instead ofpeting... after that, everyone elses response is also the same hahahahaha! Victor went through ten plus threads in a row. Everyone was shouting Lets stir things up instead ofpeting and he suddenly seemed to have been brainwashed by all these stir things up, stir things up, stir things up as heughed and said, My god! I also want to do something. Tyron propped his head up with his hand and asked, What kind of things do you want to do? The implication behind this question was too colorful. Victor blushed, No, I dont want to do anything. Tyron pinched the tip of his nose, You have the heart of a thief, but no guts to follow through, tsk. . Victor squirmed closer and rested his head on Tyronsp before flipping his cell phone up to show Tyron. He said, Look at this one, Will Little Vic be jealous...? Hey, is this talking about me? Tyron bowed his head to y with the others hair. Are you jealous? Victor answered very honestly, Yes. Tyron was amused as he said, Stingy, getting upset over two seconds, hm? Victor was embarrassed and refused to talk about it any further. He instead continued on to the next post, There are people even stingier than I am. For example, this one, I just dont want you to see my hubbys face, its not yours even if you see it. Its all mine anyway... Tyron couldnt hold back hisughter. Victor said, What are you looking at me for? This was written in a post, I didnt say it! The post even says, Its no use being jealous of me, my husband wont have monkeys with you guys. I can take off my hubbys mask and y the kissing game with him every day, but you guys cant, ahahah. I wont go on. Hubby, hurry and kiss me... He had just said these words when Tyron, who was holding back hisughter, lowered his head to y the kissing game with him. Victors face turned red, You, you, youre blocking me from reading the posts! Im just reading from the posts! . He flipped to another one, then said, Oh, theyre mentioning Flower Blower now? I have to temporarily support Four Flowers, what does Four Flowers mean? Tyron: ...... Victor thought about it for two seconds and then suddenly realized what it was. He was furious, What is this!? Victor was so angry! He got up from Tyronsp, held his cell phone very seriously, and slowly typed out a reply word by word, Four Flowers is an evil cult. Theres no good ending for you guys! Tyron reached out casually to pick up his phone and reply to Victorsment, The previous poster is right. The previous poster is always right. Victor was delighted as he held his cell phone and saved screenshots of these twoments, giggling foolishly as he did so. . Suddenly, Victors cell phone rang as another call came in. The disy showed that it was a call from the manager of . was thepany that made simtion games of the A-Leaguepetitions. Previously, they had asked for authorization to use Lord Fours avatar, and it had already been a month since that trailer was released. The individual and teampetitions were over now, and after calcting the date, it seemed that the game was about to start selling. Victor epted the call. Thinking that it was going to be about an important matter, he hurriedly sat up straight, saying seriously, Hello, Im Victor. The female manager on the other end of the call got straight to the point, Big Brother Vic! Can your Lord Four give us permission to make an avatar that shows his face?! Victor: ...... Oh my god. This manager had originally been an elder sister with strong ability who was quite fond of Victor. Before, she would call him Little Vic very affectionately, but unexpectedly, she had be even more intimate now, calling him Big Brother VicCCElder Sister, what happened to your morals?! Victor could feel goosebumps rising up all over his body. Im right next to Lord Four, you guys... Manager: Face! I want his appearance value! I want to take over the world with beauty! The avatar with a mask on is unable to satisfy us! Its definitely not enough to satisfy those ravenous yers either! Victor: But the avatars in your game are all simr, what do you need the face for? You dont understand! The average face really doesnt matter! That person said, But your Lord Fours face? Firstly, hes the War God, and secondly, his appearance... ah, my god... thats a biological weapon of mass destruction! If this kind of weapon is ced inside the game, its like adding a gold-lettered signboard. Our market research department did a survey, and immediately came to a decision when they saw the data results: Face! Need the face! Get the War Gods face at any cost! Victor: ...... Hey! Immediately after that, the other side proposed a very scary licensing fee to Victor. Victor was in a daze as he looked back at Tyron and made a gesture. Tyron took the phone and discussed the new terms with once again. finally decided to add another 50% to the original licensing fee they had given Tyron and also promised that the avatar with his face would only exist as a game clearance Easter egg. yers would have to pass a variety of extremely difficult side trials in order to clear the game perfectly. Only then would they be able to sign a contract with the Tyron avatar that had its face exposed on their second run-through of the game. then offered to send Tyron a special trial edition of the game to y as well. . This A-League simtion game was a business-simtion-type game in which the yer yed as a club manager. The game could be yed in holographic form, where yers could walk around the club and interact with contestants to sign them, or it could be yed without the holographic mode like a manager that gave instructions to the club remotely, ying by typing words and sendingmands. Tyron had never yed this kind of video game before in this era and found it to be very interesting as soon as he opened it to take a look. This trial version that Tyron had was a specially customized version, and he already had a signed contestant as soon as he went in: NPC Lord Four, the version that still had his face covered upCC hadnt obtained his authorization to do the version with his face revealed yet when they made this trial copy of the game. Tyron suddenly found it very entertaining as he controlled the club manager to walk over and shake hands with the NPC Lord Four. The NPC Lord Four looked very serious as he said a line, Dont bother me if you dont need anything. After that, it crossed its arms over its chest, its attitude cold and aloof as it walked away. . The real Lord Four was given the iceberg look by the fake Lord Four and was just thinking about how amusing it was when Victor suddenly rushed over again. Victor was clutching a calctor as he said, Heavens, male god, the nonmercial licensing fee adds up to over ten million! We broke ten million! From yesterday when you took off the mask until now, the total number of authorized creative works has soared from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands. Its exploded on the spot! chapter sponsored by ko-fis. well be back to 2/week next week~ shoutout to Junki Yard, Jessi, Ko, and Lil Li! Ch57 - Silly, Innocent Interstellar People

Chapter Ch57 - Silly, Innocent Interster People

trantor: xiin editor: kara Due to the emergence of White Thousand Degreess websitest month, the ie from nonmercial licensing fees had been reduced by a third. This month, however, that same ie had exploded over the course of a single day and was climbing up exponentially. All of this was due to the fans spontaneous behavior. There was a reason for this behavior, though. After all, when a mysterious, masked contestant suddenly unveils his face, they would inevitably draw in arge amount of new fansCCones who aremonly known as face cons. In the interster era, other than appearance, most face cons also cared about the contestants temperament, identity, speaking ability, and so on. From aprehensive point of view, they appreciated handsome men and beautifuldies, to the point where they would even score them. So, for these face-con fans, fabricated virtual faces that didnt match their owners would obviously pull the score down. Others, who had distinctive and impressive characters, would be popr even if their appearance value wasnt high as long as they had a unique personality and charm. Face cons had quite a high level of influence and sway. After arge number of them went to create websites of their own, the influx caused the licensing revenue to soar; after they all became more interested in simtion video games, s sales indicators were also pushed up, and after they all rushed into e-sports, they triggered an appearance value massacre amongst e-sports contestants. This non-professional ranking of e-sports contestants mainly originated from Cross Star Provinces e-sports entertainment forum, Star Cat. This Alliance-wide e-sports forum covered a very wide range of discussion topics, ranging from technology to beauty to gossip. . It should be exined at this point that the Chaoyang Alliance had a total of six star provinces. As a municipality, the Earth District was located in the secondrgest star province and ounted for less than 1% of the total poption in the Alliance. However, as the origin for humans, it enjoyed a transcendent status above its peers. The Alliance sprawled out over a massive stretch of territory, and the distance between regions was calcted in light years. Because of this, transmission and movement of information was rtively slow. In fact, much of the information from the Earth Districts League had only just been put up on the various Alliance-wide discussion forums. It was at this point in time that the spontaneous push from fans created the first wave of momentum for Earth Districts League contestants. This was especially true for the champion contestant. His reputation and title as a War God hadnt even begun to resound across the Star Province Competition yet when fans had already pushed his appearance value all the way to the top of the league rankings, basically charging his way in with no opposition, leaving the fellows in other regions staring rather foolishly in shock. Yesterday, the Star Cat forums were still discussing the situation around the Provincial Competition, debating which districts teams were stronger; today, many people suddenly discovered: The Four Beauties of E-sports had changed? Eh? Which districts neer was so fierce? . This craze was inevitable every time the A-League districtpetitions ended for the year. Now, all discussions forums and media were following the trend, naturally forming an atmosphere of everyone from the Alliance is following e-sports. At this time, a piece of news that had not gathered much attention suddenly caught the eye of many. Previously, White Thousand Degrees had giarized sh and created a pirated website for content. The court had been quietly tracking down information, and by this time, they had finally finished collecting. Their professional evaluation department released their report, which was shared with the public. In summary, the information went like this: This type of professional report was usually very boring, andizens wouldnt be interested in it; however, this report was different, and it became a hot topic right after it was publishedCC Because the gap it illustrated was too big, too dramatic! . Netizens merely looked at the score, first wow-ing in surprise, and then moved on to look at the data, eximing holy crap. It was the same type of high-speed injury technique, but the score difference between 3.6 and 9.2 was like the difference between a 3.0 earthquake and a 9.0 earthquake! One could basically sleep through a 3.0 earthquake, but an earthquake with a magnitude of 9.0 was just like experiencing the sky and earth being destroyedCCwhen the two were ced in the same report forparison, the gap made people want tough. The phrase, disying ones slight skill before an expert, wasnt enough to describe this gap. It could only be said that it was like an ant trying to shake arge tree or the light of a firefly daring topete with the sun and moon. Netizens leftments like: Alright, alright, alright. Professionals are still better! As soon as a professionales out, White Thousand Degrees group of keyboard experts suddenly ceased all activity, their faces must be swollen into pig heads. 3.6 points. This score can be considered as alright, you can fight as you like, and Ill casually watch on; 9.2 points basically means oh my god, this technique is at the level of a master. Some people might not know what a 3-point score stands for. Let me just say: If I went up, I would also be given 3 points. 2-point scores are basically reserved for rookies who have just joined the e-sports circle for the first time; 1 point can be said to be reserved for the mentally handicapped; 0 points has never appeared in history. I never knew how terrible sh was. I only realized after the professional evaluation came out just now! My god, War God is simply amazing. He can even use this kind of highly technical technique four times in a row. He is absolutely one of the industrys top technical yers! . While the inte was in a state of uproar, White Thousand Degrees fans immediately felt ashamed and didnt dare tosh out anymoreCCwere they kidding? Thepetition had just ended. How could a champion becking in supporters? If they really dared to go up against the War God at this time, they would really end up drowning in saliva. There were others who secretly ran to White Thousand Degrees and asked him for a refundCCthe first tagline of his videos had been for a technique that wasparable to the War Gods sh. Now that therge difference in techniques was obvious, it was clear that it was simply a scam to cheat them of their money! What made the situation even worse for White Thousand Degrees was that other than this professional evaluation of the basic data, reports had alsoe back from the giarism department. The giarism department had written in the final conclusion of their report: Based on the above, ording to theparison in skill development time and technical content, it can basically be established that White Thousand Degrees had giarized contestant Odin. The dispute between sh and instant cut instantly fell into a one-sided situation, and nobody dared to speak up for White Thousand Degrees anymore. . The bad thing about these silly, innocent interster people was that they were willing to believe in others, which meant that it had been easy for White Thousand Degrees to deceive them. But, the best thing about these silly, innocent interster people was that they believed in government and authority, believed in science and down-to-earth data analysis, and had a just moralpass. After the results were made public, someone said, This matter is finally out in the open. White Thousand Degrees giarized and pirated content. He really deserves whats happening to him and must be punished. Others also posted long apologies on their blogs, saying: ... I have to apologize to contestant Odin for misunderstanding the facts. Sorry! Others also came out in support of Victor: Im also a creator of unique works. Its my duty to assist where I can. Very soon, a series ofments also came out on Lord Fours official blog. People said: Im sorry. War God, we love you! Im sorry, I was wrong. I dont know what the previous me was thinking! After that, in order to make up for the possible damage to his reputation during the previous period of time, arge number of people decided to providepensation through the anonymous reward option, generating quite a huge sum of money. It had really been a long time since Tyron had seen this kind of society. The old antique master assassin ruminated for a long time and found that he had really started to like this group of silly, innocent, and cute people. He said, This is the best era. Victor was sitting next to him. Heughed and said, In any case, it cant be the worst. Ourwyer estimated that White Thousand Degrees will lose at least 10 million! Thats not including the penalties for loss of reputation and mental suffering! . An important email arrived in Tyrons inbox while they were talking. It was an email from Chaoyang-Phoenix United First General Hospital, saying that some problems had been identified during the cultivation of his new body: Mr. Odin, the genes that you provided do not match with the samples of any creatures in the Alliance. They maye from outside the gctic system. If you are certain that this is not a problem, we will continue the process. This meant that the hospital had discovered that Tyrons genes werent human. However... What did that matter? There were so many non-human races in the world, the closest being the Phoenix Empire, whose people didnt even have a body. Tyron instructed them to continue cultivation of the body. The hospital soon sent a second confirmation letter, stating: The body has been cultivated to the second stage. You now need to personally arrive at the general hospital for a final examination before the operation. Due to the special circumstances regarding your situation, we will provide a special medical-rescue ship to pick you up. . This ship would pick up Pei Rongs real-life body, storing it in a special nutrition tank and providing medical treatment as it made its way to the hospital and then enter a fail-proof examination. They needed to travel about 5 light years away, and it would take over ten days time via the ultra light speed channel. During this period, Tyron had to choose between remaining online the whole time, entering a deepa, or staying in a medical virtual space. The master assassin was a man who had a strong desire for control. He naturally chose thest option. Victor heard of this matter and suddenly became very nervous. He said, Are you alright in real life? Male god, dont go offline! How about I go to your house and help with arranging everything when the people from the hospital arrive? Tyron said, You have other things to be busy with. In fact, you... Victor interrupted, speaking as though what he was saying was a given, Theres nothing more important than this. Male god, you definitely wouldnt be relieved handing this over to anyone else. Tyron didnt reply. Of course he wouldnt hand over the reigns to his treatment to anyone else. For thousands of years, he had fought alone and licked his wounds alone. When he was young, he had once been in the same situation where he would soon lose consciousness. As an assassin, he was always alone when he was in the enemy camp. In order not to fall into aa, he reopened his wound several times in order to stimte himself to remain awake, then spent the whole night suffering in pain. Because he knew very clearly that nobody woulde; even if it was a desperate situation between life and death, nobody woulde forth to help him. The only one who could save him was himself, and he couldnt trust anyone elseCCthis desperate and sad fate of his was what had made him so strong and lonely now. Tyron stretched out his hand and gently stroked Victors soft, short hair. After a long pause, he said, Alright. Come and help. Ch58 - Entertainment Competition???

Chapter Ch58 - Entertainment Competition???

trantor: xiin editor: kara Victor immediately went back out to the real world. Pei Rongs body was still in the medical storehouse. Tyron used holographic projection technology in order to meet with Victor in real life. Victor had brought with him everything that was necessary, along with a rolled up nket. He dragged a huge suitcase with one hand and smiled as he said, May I move the sofa? I can lie here and watch my male god as I fall asleep every day, hehehe... Tyron didnt know what exactly had Victor so excited, but this child had always been good at finding happiness out of nowhere, so he let him do as he liked. Victors inner thoughts: His life goal to be a field snail man was already half-fulfilled, hehehehe! After male god finishes his operation, I can stick around at his house and refuse to leave. Then, I can be a field snail man who has lost his virginity, hehehehe... . While they waited for the Chaoyang-Phoenix United First General Hospitals medical ship, the organizer of the Earth Districts A-League also sent Tyron two emails: The first one was to congratte him on his victory and also provide him with the qualifications to participate in the Star Provincial Individuals Competition. The second was to invite him to y in the postseason entertainmentpetition. The entertainmentpetition was a regr event in the A-League, and it was usually held in the time between the districtpetition and the provincialpetition. Many contestants wouldpete together in a round of team entertainment matches. The rules for the teampetition were chosen by the audience, and the yers involved also considered it as a reward for the audiences support (it was also a huge event for obtaining fans). . There were still over ten days before the medical team arrived, so it waspletely alright to participate in this kind of entertainmentpetition. Victor thought about it and asked, Do you want to participate? Its quite interesting, and its easy to attract fans this way. Tyron pondered for a moment, then picked up the information to look at the rules. He didnt notice anything special. However, Victor was particrly excitedCCthe kind of excited that children get when they had prepared a prank and were nervously waiting for their victim to appear. This made Tyron realize that something was off. He asked, Is there anything special about the entertainmentpetition? Victor rubbed his hands and said, Its just participating in a teampetition, and the fighting is a little more peaceful, more like sparring and learning from each other. Winning or losing isnt important. yers can also see the public screen and interact with the audience during the matches. Tyron thought about it and felt that this wasnt a big deal. Victor tentatively encouraged him further, In any case, theres nothing happening recently, so just give it a try? Generally, 90% of all contestants will agree to go if theyre nominated. Additionally, the doctor also rmended enjoying a bit of entertainment in order to adjust your mood before the operation. Victors gaze looked proper, but Tyron felt that he was acting a little coquettish and spoiled. The master assassin stared at Victor for a while, inwardly amused by his sneaky, tentative behavior. He teased him deliberately, Mhm. Ill think about it. . Over the next hour, Victor really went in circles around him, doing all sorts of things to curry favor while worrying about getting seen through. Only, his invisible tail seemed to be wagging constantly. Tyron was his usual self as he epted Victors attentiveness, calmly drinking his tea. He spoke leisurely, Are you less busy now? You have time to watch the entertainmentpetition? Tyron thought about it again and said, Director Li seems to want me to participate in the entertainmentpetition. In that case, do you know how much my appearance fee is? After he was finished, he found Tyron looking at him. Victor offered carefully, Director Li will pay for you to go up on stage, is that alright? You smiled at me three seconds ago. That covered the entire cost, Tyron said. Instantly, Director Lis mind was flying in all directions as he giggled foolishly! Tyron smiled at the scene. However, after Victor finished giggling foolishly, he once again showed a shrewd look, Hehehe, male god, dont you owe me now?! How about you give me a smile in return? Tyron: ...... Howe this child was getting worse and worse, hm? The two of them exchanged nces, and Victor covered his face in embarrassment. Stop looking at me. All of my bullying skills were learned from you. Male god, will you please give me a smile? Tyron silently drank another sip of tea, thinking to himself: He was getting bolder and bolder. After that, he set down his cup and pulled Victor over for a kiss. Victor immediately lost his mind andpletely forgot about everything that had just happened! ...... The news came out the next day: The Individual Competition champion Lord Four had finally agreed to participate in the entertainmentpetition! The audience was suddenly full of excitement. They were afraid that a moment of carelessness would result in their War God running away, so they swiftly ran off to vote, confirming his ce as one of the twelve yers in the entertainmentpetition. By the end of the evening, the first round of voting was over. The 12 contestants who were selected were all quite famous: Other than Tyron, there were six other professional yers, including Flower Blower and Tower; out of the remaining positions, four were well-known live stream anchors, and an individual expert who didnt participate in officialpetitions. The second round of voting was to determine the rules of thepetition. Everyone was united in their thoughts: Make trouble! They must stir up trouble! If they didnt do it now, when else would they have the opportunity to y around with their War God?! Therefore, after they purposely made trouble, the rules for the entertainmentpetition were finally set: ughter mode, friendly fire allowed (yers can injure teammates), random allocation of professions. Tyron: ...... Victor: Hehehehehe... Was this why Victor had encouraged him to participate? . Random allocation of professions meant that whenever a contestant entered a match, they would be randomly assigned a different profession. When Tyron actually transferred into the server where the entertainmentpetition was held, he discovered: This entertainment match had definitely made some behind-the-scenes arrangements. Because he had been randomly assigned to a particr professionCC Priest. Indeed, a priest. The white-d angel who saved lives and helped the wounded was a squishy profession whose biggest weakness was assassins. Tyron stood at the starting point, holding a staff and wearing a high-necked dignified priests robe. Tyron: ...... yers were able to see the public screen during entertainment matches. At this moment, when Tyron pulled up the translucent disy screen, he could see thements on the public screen scrolling constantly. He didnt know if Victor was a part of it or not. Hahahaha, this is something we love to see and hear. Everyone should be excited, celebrate and share the news! Hehehehe, vengeance has a way of rebounding back, and the heavens wont let anyone off! War God killed ten thousand healers, and now its finally his turn to be a healer himself! Male god looks just as handsome in robes. When will he take off his mask? Licking, licking, licking! An iceberg killing god suddenly changed to be a cool brother healer, this ticks all my boxes ahhhhhhhh, I feel that Lord Four is also very suitable for selfcest... . Of the other five people who were on the same team as Tyron, only one of them was an acquaintance: Flower Blower. Flower Blower had been randomly assigned to a tank-type profession. He held a hammer in his left hand and a shield in his right hand, and his face was full of confusion as he beat blindly on his own shield. Tyron: ...... Flower Blower: .... Oh, little squishy healer, Ill protect you! Tyron raised his staff and knocked it against Flower Blower. Thetter suddenly lost 1 health point. Friendly fire mode had actually been turned on for this entertainment match. Tyron finished with his experiment and retrieved his staff. Ill kill you if you speak any more nonsense. He still hadnt settled the matter of Flower Blower snatching away his mask with him yet. Flower Blower: ...... As a crispy healer, you need a tanks protection, hey! Dont force yourself to be brave, Lord Four! Be careful of your own illustrious reputation! Flower Blower held up his shield and started dawdling, wanting to head over. Tyron took in the situation at a nce, and Flower Blower immediately reverted back to seriousness, acting well-behaved as he stood back. The public screen was already filled with dizzyingughter, Hahahahahah, Flower, why are you so scared? Stop holding back, Im telling you! Youre now a tank and hes a healer, youre more of a man than he is! Flower Blower, youre so shameless! Stay away from my male god, hmph! . Then, when the countdown ended, the teams from both sides slowly, leisurely, came out to face each other. Tyrons side was the Red Team. The lineup consisted of a tank, two support yers, and three damage dealers. Tank Flower Blower (original profession ranger), priest Odin (original profession assassin). The second support yer was an architect, number 1 DPS was auncher, number 2 was a swordsman, and number three was a blood mage. On the public screen, amentator, who had been selected by the crowd, was already introducing the scene: Alright, as we can see, the Red Teams tank is very agile, jumping up and down while holding his shield hahahaha... The architect is also very stable, and its obvious that they were originally a tank; even though they are now ying a squishy profession, they still have the intention to charge in fiercelyCC Thementary had only just reached this point when both teams met in the middle of the map! As a support ss, the architect from the Red Team led the charge, waving a small iron hammer as he rushed up. At the same time, he shouted subconsciously, Gogogo! Brothers, follow me! ...... The Red Teams architect ended up t on the ground in a single second! His corpse was covered in arrows from the Blue Team. The scene was so horrible that nobody could bear to look at it! Commentator: My god, hahahahaha Red Team sacrificed one of their teammates right off the bat! Our War God, wait no, our priest, no, our War God priest didnt even heal him at all! Tyron: ...... This seemed to be referring to him? . The master assassin had never been a priest before. In their world, only those who had firm beliefs could be a priest and could use holy magic. As a non-believer, Tyron had never performed holy magic before. He opened up the skill list and ruminated for a long time over the extended list of skills. At the same time, thementator was shouting, 66666 What kind of tank does the Red Team have? Flower Blower jumped back at the speed of light, retreating from the frontlinespletely and exposing everyone in the rear to the enemys vision! Flower Blower held up his shield and jumped backwards,nding just behind Tyron. The blood mage, who had just ducked behind his shield in order tounch an attack, died immediately. He died so quickly that he was filled with evesting regret, stopping just short of spraying out a mouthful of blood on the p of Flower Blowers clothes. Flower Blower: Sorry, er, I, I, I, didnte to my senses. I wronged you, its my fault! . At this moment, there was only one swordsman left in the front lines. His original profession was that of a warlock, and so, he would only wield his knife chaotically during closebat fights. At this moment, he charged forth and started waving his sword about at random. Commentator: Ohhhhh, this divine sword technique! Whether or not hell be able to hit the other side is based on providence! Hahahaha, hended a hit,nded another hit, his luck is pretty goodl! Oh no, his sword is stuck in the wall! As soon as thementator finished speaking, Tyron tried to use a skill and gave the swordsman a bit of his health back. However, this swordsman had no idea how to y a melee profession and died of some unknown AOE (wide range of attack) damage in the next second. Tyron: Expressionless.jpg The crowd of onlookers: Hahahahaha, it seems so awkward no matter how we look! War God gave him a mouthful of poisonous milk. Im dying ofughter 233333 Ch59 - Entertainment Competition!!!

Chapter Ch59 - Entertainment Competition!!!

trantor: xiin editor: kara In the blink of an eye, only three people were left alive on the Red Team! But the other side had also lost two people! One was the squishy healer who had rushed to the front (it was obvious at a nce that this was a tanks upational disease) and had ended up being chopped to death by the lucky Red Team swordsman. The other yer had also died with evesting regret; he had been killed by the sniper on his own team! Commentator: Hahahaha, my god, friendly fire! It was a shot from his own teammate! And he died! Hahaha! The Blue Teams sniper was too young and too simple. He was originally a melee yer and had never touched a sniper rifle before. Just now, he had pulled the trigger from the rear in a moment of confusionCC Bam! Took down one of his own! . At this time, Flower Blower finally collected himself and held up his shield as he rushed back to the front. Behind him, Tyron was still expressionless as he lifted a leg, snapping the solid hardwood staff in half with a crack! Then, he took one half of the staff and broke it into two sections again, sharpening the ends into points and holding them in his hands in satisfaction. His dark golden eyes were cold as he looked at the frontlines of the battlefield. The public screen immediately blew up in frightened shock! Ahhhhhhh male god, calm down! Male god, youre a priest! Oh, damn! My teams priest has ckened! Mama, hes so scary QUQ... War God: I feel that medicine cant save the people of the earth! (tossing away the staff with a tter) Abandon medicine and pick up martial arts! . Two secondster, Flower Blower, the ipetent tank who dragged down the average level of all tanks, finally died. There were still two other people left alive on the Red Team though. One was the priest Lord Four, and the other was the DPSuncher who was supposed to push from the rear (but hadnt killed anyone). The priest went up to the front lines, filled with murderous intent. The moment Blue Teams tank (original profession priest) saw Lord Four, he turned around and ran! Commentator: Hahahahaha War Gods aura is shocking! upational disease meets upational disease, the priest instinctively turned and ran after seeing an assassin, and the assassin is chasing closely behind him! Thementator wasughing hysterically, and the entire audience watched as a priest held a section of a broken staff and chased endlessly after a fleshy tank. Fortunately, the tanks movement speed was very slow, allowing Tyron tond a series ofbo hits while chasing him down. It was just that a priests damage output was very low. Tyron used two shes to chase and attack, executing a series of fierce windmillbos before finally taking down the tank! Commentator: This Red Team priest is so cool when he ckens and turns into a viin hehehehe.... Public screen: Thismentatorsughter is also quite lewd 233333 War God, do you remember that youre a priest? ( |||) Shivering and trembling! Tyron crouched down quietly on the second floor of a certain building. At the same time, he felt that the priests robe was too cumbersome, removing the priests sash from his shoulder and using it to tie up the hemCCfor better or worse, the robe was still considered as a form of defensive equipment, and there was no need to tear it apart directly. And then, a tragic scene yed out on the public screen: Yeah! War Gods long legs!!! This pair of long legs has never been so close to me!!! Prprprpr... Calling dibs on War Gods long legs! Previousmenter, dream on! Amidst their moring, the audience discovered that Tyron had moved. This was because someone who had died earlier was now on their way back. It was a healer, but his original profession definitely wasnt that of a healer, because when he made his way back to the battlefield on his own, he didnt try to sneak around or wait for his teammates toe and pick him up. Tyron held the broken staff in hand as he moved around slowly on the second floor, waiting until the Blue Teams healer walked past him and exposed his back. This was it! Tyron leapt down and knocked over the Blue Teams healer, his staff stabbing straight at the other partys chest! However, the priests attack power was too low. The other party only lost a third of his health, and he didnt die. Commentator: Hahahaha do healers need to make things difficult for other healers?! Retaliate! Kill him, big brother! Youll be famous forever if you manage to kill Lord Four! On the public screen: Commentator, youre expecting too much. Lord Fours current profession might be disyed as priest, but hes actually a War God, got it? Thementator had really expected too much, because the moment healer from the Blue Team saw Tyron, he hollered instinctively, The assassin is on me! Healer, protect me! The audience were allughing so hard that they became dizzy: My god, youre the healer yourself, ahahahahaha... While they were stillughing, the Blue Teams healer leapt up, picked up his staff and dashed awayCC It could be seen from his running posture that his original profession may have been a sniper. Tyron held his own staff and chased after him. He slid in behind him, tripping the other party, and immediately sent the Blue Teams healer tumbling back onto the ground again. After that, Tyron took advantage of the opportunity to pounce over,nding anotherbo! The healer from the Blue Team lost another third of his health! Commentator: Hahahaha the Blue Teams healer is really humiliated! Rolling in ce and executing a perfect single-knee-kneeling aiming postureCCah? Oh my god hahahaha what the hells that, is he aiming with the staff? The Blue Teams healer finally discovered that something was off. He didnt hesitate at all before turning around and attempting to run again. This time, Tyron used sh directly and caught up from ten meters away, finally taking away the other healers life. Public screen: Shivering... Trembling... Indulging in DPS and carrying the whole match... . Priest was a caster profession, which meant that their physical strength was generally very low. After using a few shes and obtaining two kills, Tyron discovered that over a third of his physical stamina had already been used up. He changed ces for the next ambush and recovered some of his physical strength while he waited. At this time, another series of tragic cries appeared on the public screen: Ahhhhhh I managed to hear the War God gasp twice in this lifetime! Honey sweet gasp! I got slightly hard as a sign of respect! Sneakily calling dibs on my hubbys gasps! Previousmenter, dream on! In fact, Tyron had just chosen this moment to nce through the public screen. The master assassin who was left speechless about the interster peoples moral integrity: ...... He adjusted his breathing, the gasps instantly disappearing without a trace. Even the fluctuations of his chest as he breathed became almost impossible to detect. . While he was preparing for his own ambush, his teammates on the Red Team had once again gathered together to fight. Flower Blower kept asking, Wheres Lord Four? Wheres our healer? Whats the point in having a group fight without a healer? The public screen replied to him: Hahahaha, your War God healer is obsessed with dealing damage and wont save you even if you die! Flower Blower spoke to the audience: Oh, in that case, can you take a look at where the other sides healer is? Public screen: Flower, you cant do that! Thats tant cheating! Flower Blower: Tell me then, what kind of pensation do you need? There was sudden chaos on the public screen as everyone called out what they wanted: Want abs! No, I want the War Gods gasps!!! I want his long legs! The other sides healer was just killed by the War God and is now hesitating at the entrance to their base! Flower Blower didnt say anything else and merely expressed, Thanks. Ill ask him for his long legs when I see the War Godter. . As expected, the second round of team fights was messy and chaotic. Nobody knew what they were trying to do. ying different professions in e-sports during this era was no longer a simple matter. Caster-type yers spent their time chanting, gesturing, and doing spell calctions; melee yers trained fighting, movement techniques, melee skills, and such all year round. As a result, a group of professional yers, well-known anchors, and casual yers who had long been at the peak of their professions were now forced to y professions that were the furthest away from what they were familiar withCCthey tripped over themselves as they fought, and it was just like a low level match. The audience loved it, and the public screen was filled with a string of: Your reputation is destroyed! Come on, mutual destruction! The downfall of my male gods 23333 By the time the situation had cleared up a little after much difficulty, a figure appeared on the road from where the Blue Team had arrived and directly killed the Blue Teams sniper who was already at critical health! Commentator: My god! Red Teams priest hase out to save the show!! Its the The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen! Having said that, he actually started ying a song called The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen via his mic. The audiences blood began to boil as they listened to the music, and they were also apanied by thementators shout: The first one is down! The second, also down!! Whos next? Who will he go for next?! Tyron killed off two yers who were at critical health and ended up at critical health himself by an AOE attack, but he soon disappeared from the battlefield, fading from view like a ghost. Commentator: Oh, the War God firstunched his ambush, and then went back to heal himself a bit... Indeed, Tyron casually made use of a priest skill that he wasnt very familiar with and filled up his own health bar before charging back into the battlefield again. Two secondster. Commentator: The third one, hes locked in on the tank again! Its over, its over, its over, oh my god, the Blue Teams tank was killed by a priest in a one-on-one fight once again! How shameful! Public screen: struck dumb with astonishment.jpg For this entertainmentpetition, did we attempt to make trouble only to end up with an all-powerful War God? A Lord Four who can both sneak around and heal... This is simply leaving the other side no chance to live on... Manually lighting candles. Trembling... Hiding in the corner and shaking like a sieve! . A teammate from the Red Team was also stuck dumb in astonishment. He spoke up from some distance away: Lord, Lord Four... Are you ying a hidden ss? A priest with assassin stats? Tyron nced over but didnt exin anything. He merely sent a heal his way. The teammate froze for a moment. He actually felt a little ttered?! At this time, Flower Blower also sidled over. He said, Lord Four, I want to ask you about a very serious matter. Tyron: Speak. Flower Blower: May I carry out a scientific experiment for academic purposes? In the spirit of seeking truth from factsCCcan I measure the length of your femur and tibia? Tyron gave him a look: Flower Blower was now a tank now. He had high defense and HP, and still had a bit of health left despite fighting for so long. He had survived pretty well. Tyron casually tossed him a heal, then said, Come here. Flower Blower was overjoyed as he went over and threw aside his shield. He didnt even have time to speak beforeCC Tyron easilynded abo and simply sent his health bar back down to a precarious level. When all was said and done, Flower Blower was still a ranged attacker. He instinctively jumped back and cried out at the same time, Save me! I didnt provoke you this time, why are you picking on me again? Tyronunched his staff and took away Flower Blowers remaining sliver of health. At the same time, he expressed: Look at the public screen. Public screen: Lord Four! Flower Blower said that he wants to pull down your pants! And see your legs! And take advantage of you! Flower Blower is scheming against you, Lord Four! War God, War God, things are bad. Flower Blower wants to steal representative-kun! Flower Blower who had been deserted by his followers: ... Motherf*cker, you guys are all stirring up trouble on both sides! sorry itste, i thought id scheduled this but it turns out i forgot to o.o Ch60 - Entertainment Competition...

Chapter Ch60 - Entertainment Competition

trantor: xiin editor: kara Thementator was already shocked silly. Hey, hey, hey, what are you guys doing? Why did Lord Four kill his own tank? The public screen immediately replied with: Report! We didnt do it! Its just a friendly reminder about Flower Blower always going off to tease Lord Four! Flower Blower resurrected and came back, gritting his teeth the whole time as he watched the public screen...... And on the opposite team... The Blue Team expressed: Wee, wee. We already have a sniper who shoots at his own team. Were just short of a tank that will randomly jump to the back for no reason. Flower Blower expressed indignantly: Ive already locked the skill in order to prevent myself from jumping back subconsciously! The two sides shed and tried to stir things up, surrounding the Red Teams swordsman. Commentator: Oh, the Red Teams tank, Flower Blower, defected!! He joined the enemy to surround his own teams swordsman. The swordsman could not bear the humiliation and jumped... jumped off the cliff to his death??? Swordsman: I did not jump off the cliff! I just didnt know that a swordsmans sprint skill cant be stopped halfway! This melee profession is too tricky!! Commentator: So, the Blue Team has a sniper that will kill his own team, and the Red Team has a tank who has already joined the enemy. Are both teams back to fighting 6v6? That works, its very hl! . Amidst the chaos, Tyron didnt even look over at the swordsman who had rushed down the cliff. Instead, he charged straight into the Blue Teams formation. Thementator was extremely excited as he spoke, Lord Four is going to stage another wonderful massacre! Get the music ready! Go! On the Blue Team, their tank restrained his impulse to run off as soon as he saw Tyron using sh to charge at them. His hair stood on end as he lifted his shield and held it up to meet Tyron head-on. But then, Tyrons sh stopped abruptly, leaving him standing there for a whole second! The Blue Teams mage had no experience and smashed an instant cast spell into the ground. He had a dazed look on his face as he continued chanting the next spell. Following that, there was the sound of a gunshot in the distanceCC At the same time, Tyrons figure shed, his entire body practically attaching itself to the shield in front of the Blue Teams tank. He used a simple shadow dance and released the firstbo of hits! Just when the tank was about to take a step back, he suddenly discovered that hed lost a big chunk of health! Commentator: Oh my god! The Blue Teams sniper fired another shot at his own tanks head! May I ask if youre a traitor sent over by the Red Team? . Sniper: ...... When Tyron had appeared to be idly walking around near the Blue Team, he had actually already grasped their rhythm. By the time he appeared behind the Blue Teams tank, the sniper had just been ready to shoot at himCC Sure enough, it hit the tank behind him! A priests attacks werent enough; this single shot was really a stroke of genius! Tank followed up with a windmillbo andnded another 17 consecutive hits, ruthlessly taking away the Blue Team tanks life! Then, as soon as Tyronnded back onto the ground, he used another sh and rushed towards the remaining two melee attackers on the Blue Team. Commentator: Ahhhhh a tiger amongst the flock of sheep! If the Blue Teams healer uses an ultimate move at this time, they might be able to hold on, but he doesnt seem to know that he has an ultimate move at all?? ... Lord Four uses a sh! Followed by another sh! Both DPS are down! The healer cant be far behind? ... The damage is a little short! Only a little bit more! Alright, a third sh! Ah, who can take this priest in hand? Hes already taken over this match!! . At this time, the sniper on the Blue Team had already put down his rifle and pulled out his bay. He gathered together with the resurrected members of his team and discussed with them, We have to get rid of Lord Four. We can lose this group match. This entertainmentpetition is nothing anyway, but Lord Four must die! Lets surround Lord Four. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity... We have to be fast. Priests dont have much stamina, we need to take advantage of that and beat him up before he recovers hehehehe... Wait a minute? Why is there an extra person amongst us? Im Flower Blower! Im telling you, you need to use up all of Lord Fours stamina, and then, Ill go up and hit him. Ive already fought against Lord Four four times... Ok, ok ok. Youre in charge of striking when hes caught off guard. Well take turns fighting him and tire him out! The people of the Blue Team were determined to make trouble, talking about tactics as they ran across the map. The audience on the public screen was also wracked with anxiety. They quivered in panic as they went to report to Lord Four while advising the Blue Team to capture Lord Four alive. Commentator: ...Whats the matter with this era? Where is the most basic level of trust between people?! Which side are you scheming people trying to help?! With a group of spies like that mixed in, the positions of both sides became exposed. Instead of hiding, Tyron stood on an overpass, looking down from his vantage point as he waited for the Blue Team toe and kill him. The priests robe that he wore whistled as it moved in the wind. Lord Four stood alone against the enemy, giving off a different sense of boundlessness. Many members of the audience were won over by his handsomeness, Yingyingying, its too tragic... Previous poster, what are you talking about! This is called heroic! Heroic, got it?! Tragedy is for martyrs! When Lord Four was fighting in aerialbat back then, he was also one against manyCCLord Four isnt the tragic one, the tragic ones are probably his opponents... . As it turned out, tragedy belonged to someone else. Tyron simply stood thereCCthere would always be people who would create an atmospheric scene around handsome people. If it was someone else who was about to go through a continuous battle, they would at most be able to make it through one or two opponents. After all, nobody had experience in fighting continuous battles in this era, so everyone would find it understandable if they failed. However, Tyron was an assassin who hade from a real battlefield and was experienced in strategy. They werent on the same level at all. Following thementators shout, Face-to-face battle! Charge! Whoever catches a wild Lord Four will be the MVP of the whole scene! Other than the Blue Teams priest, the other five along with Flower Blower all went up, sword lights instantly covering Tyrons figure. Tyron used sh, not even looking back as he went straight past Flower Blowers shield and following up by using shadow dance! Commentator: Im losing years of my life in shock! This priest is using shadow dance! Following the gorgeous shadow steps andbo attack, Tyron avoided the encirclement and took down the two ranged DPS from the opposing team. When he himself was down to thest sliver of blood, he used sh and moved away from the crowd. Flower Blower: Dont let him leave the battlefield! The Blue Team saw that Lord Four was already in critical health, and their blood boiled in excitement. They chased after him, wanting to continue the fight. However, by the time theyd managed to block Lord Fours way, the remaining four of Red Teams yers suddenly emerged from the shadows! Blue Team: ...... Red Team: Hey, hey, I heard you wanted to beat up our War God priest. Did you think we were dead? The scene turned extremely awkward all at once. Thementator eximed in horror, Ahhhhh Four big men showed up behind Lord Four!! Its over, its the Blue Teams turn to get beaten up this time! At the far end of the battlefield, Tyron casually waved his staff and gave himself a heal. His calm and peaceful appearance made it obvious that he had schemed this a long time ago. He was just waiting for them to get caught up in the moment before leading them to be caught in the trap. Commentator: Did you really think that our Lord Four was that easy to bully? Let me tell you, when Lord Four was ying in the Team Competition back then, he was famous amongst the general people because he would win against many with a few. But amongst those in the industry, he was an imba yer who dominated the entire game with his strategic thinking! . The Blue Team panicked, but even if they werent good at manipting their characters at the moment, their consciousness was still there. Someone immediately thought about exchanging a life for a life: They were going to lose the team fight, but if they were willing to use their lives in exchange and took away Lord Fours remaining health, wouldnt they still have won in some sense?! Therefore, the Blue Teams tank once again turned hot-headed and rushed towards the critical health Tyron. Tyron: indifferent.jpg A gorgeous sh appeared and dissipated like a flicker of white light. Blue Teams tank, down. Commentator: Ahhhhhhh three shes! The War God must be out of stamina, go, Flower Blower, go! Flower Blower: Wait a bit. Hed only just finished speaking when the critical health sniper from the Blue Team saw that Lord Fours health seemed to be so low that a strong gust of air would kill himCCall the blood rushed to his head! He charged towards Lord Four! Two secondster. Blue Teams sniper, down. Public screen: Flower, go! The War God definitely doesnt have sh this time, cant you see that hes gasping for breath?! Flower Blower hesitated slightly and saw that Tyron only had ten health points left. He was just about to go upCC As it so happened though, the Blue Teamsst DPS rushed out of the Red Teams encirclement with thest bit of his health and charged at Tyron head-onCC Less than two secondster, down. Public screen: We guarantee that he doesnt have sh this time! The War Gods first-ever death is in sight! Flower Blower, can you do it or not?! Flower Blower burst out angrily, Take a look at that priest! Look for yourself, is he someone that others can win against? As soon as his voice fell, everyone watched as Lord Four looked Flower Blower over for a while. Seeing that Flower Blower didnt seem to have any intention ofing over and taking advantage of the easy pickings, Tyron inevitably felt a little regret. At this time, he slowly cast a series of spells, healing himself back to full health. He left without a single nce back. The Red Team were like the stars around the moon, surrounding Lord Four as he left. Public screen: ...... Flower Blower: ... Did you see that? He was just acting as bait! If you cant even hit the War God, then whats the difference between him being at critical health and him being at full blood? Theres no difference at all! Commentator: Tsk, tsk. Lord Four is really tricky. You young men are too young and simple. You guys were all too hot-headed just now and sent your lives off to Lord Four... . The entertainment match continued on, but the Blue Team, who only had a few deaths remaining, were all anxious. The yer whose original profession was sniper simply went and fought a melee battle since he didnt have a gun; the ones who were originally melee professions pushed up their sleeves and charged straight in. In any case, since it wasnt easy to make use of the current professions theyd been assigned to, they might as well y the way they were used toCChadnt everyone seen the other sides bug-level priest who was actually a War God? Those who had originally been melee professions could simply pick up their staffs and fight, but those who had originally been mages couldnt simply start chanting with their current professions and could only continue to melee. Therefore, in thest group fight, the sword lights flew back and forth, and everyone fought a straightforward hack n sh. If they didnt have weapons, then theyd use their fists. CCThis was really too worthless! The master assassin indifferently looked on, not wanting to join in at all. He simply sent out several spells from a distance. Commentator: 233333 Did the culprit of all this decide to just stand by and watch? Public screen: War God, are you putting on an act again? You killed everyone off just now. Nobody will believe that youre weak even if youve now washed your hands clean and are acting like a healer!! Wait a minute. The ck-hearted priest is actually a martial arts expert who has been retired for many years or something... I feel that this kind of setting is quite interesting? After the team match was over, the entire group of contestants were all in a sorry state; only Lord Four, who had given up healing and picked up arms had gone back and picked up his priests mantle, once again restoring his solemn, holy appearance. He waved his broken staff, seemingly very pure. Commentator: I really have nothing left to say about this War God... Ch61 - Tyrons Childhood

Chapter Ch61 - Tyrons Childhood

trantor: xiin editor: kara Regardless of whether it was the yers, thementator, or even the audience, they all felt very content after the entertainment match. It was as though everyone had participated in a grand carnival. It was perhaps both a carnival and a farewell, because everyone knew: an assassin at Lord Fours level would be very unlikely toe back and participate in the districtpetitions ever again. It was more likely that after entering the provincialpetition, he would continue to fight all the way to the peakCChe would always have a ce in everypetition. Many more forum threads had appeared on Lord Fours official site, and many fans were saying: As the first batch of fans following Lord Four, theres now a kind of sour feeling that my own male god is about to be shared with others... However, its very inspiring to watch Lord Four walk towards the star-studded big stage. Be more open-minded! Well be known as the War Gods hometown in the future! When people talk about itter on, our Earth District will have not only produced Vantico. Even Odin will havee from here! Fans had started to make a new series of expression packs. There were some of Lord Four wearing priests robes and carrying a staff, paired with the words Learning medicine wont save the people of Earth; there were also some of him taking off his mask with the words Make way, Im going to split the sky with my handsomeness; and other people made some very cool animated images, putting together more than ten scenes of Lord Four using sh and making a continuous loop of sh. The upsurge of interest from the districtpetition finally faded, but the fans were stillughing and ying amongst themselves every day, spreading the word and sharing content. They would asionally even be bold enough to tag the venerable Lord Four. The old antique master assassin had never been able to experience this kind of joy, but he was now able to feel it a little bit and therefore let them do as they pleased. ...... After Tyrons entertainment match, Victor, who had been waiting for a long time, came over and pounced on him. Tyron caught him. You little viin. Was there some secret ck-book operation behind this randomized profession selection in the entertainment match, hm? Victor stuttered, Tra, trade secret... Tyron continued, The doctor contacted you to arrange a rxing itinerary, so you secretly came over to egg me on, did you really think I wouldnt be able to tell? Victor had suddenly been seen through. He guiltily looked left and right, then suddenly said, Ah, there seems to be a vase missing at home! ...... Tyron grasped Victor with both hands and set him solidly against the wall for a kabedon, speaking from above him, Honestly admit to it and you might have a way out. Otherwise... A little evil spirit suddenly popped up and took over Victors instinctive reactions. Victor shrank into a ball and trembled as he asked for mercy, Save me! Male god, I didnt do it on purpose! But it wouldnt work if Id mentioned it beforehand! The doctor also said that they might arrive ahead of time... . The doctors had indeed arrived ahead of time and spoken with his family. Because they were going to move a seriously ill body and would begin the operation immediately, they worried about the patients mental state; that he would be anxious, irritable, and so on. The mental state of patients with mental diseases was very important, so the doctors would tell the family members to find a way to allow their patients to rx their body and mind so that they could quickly and quietly transfer the body. After a series of health checks, the doctors would then ce the body into cryostasis CCthis was the only way that could ensure that patients could make it through the ultra-light speed channel safely. Tyron thought about it for a moment, then said, Thats fine. ...... Later, while the ship was crossing through the ultra-light speed channel, they encountered a small bit of turbulence. The AI system warned everyone to enter their sleeping cabins as human bodies would otherwise find it difficult to bear the next level of engine eleration. So, even before Victor could speak, he had been crammed into the cabin by the doctors and linked with TyronCC Who had asked him to put himself down as family to avoid a certain younger sister causing a disturbance? Family members were usually the ones expected to calm their patients emotions at this kind of time! As soon as Victor went to sleep, his consciousness immediately went straight into the memory space Tyron had constructed. . Victor saw a little Tyron as soon as he entered. He was still young, his dark red hair curling slightly, holding a short wooden sword in his right hand as he looked at him. In that instant, Victor was struck so hard by the cuteness that he couldnt breatheCChe didnt notice that anything was wrong at all! The little Tyron spoke to Victor, I havent dreamed about being a child for a long time. Dont disturb me. Victor covered his mouth and nodded vigorously. Little Tyron pushed the door open and was about to walk out. He thought for a moment, then came back and looked at Victor, What youll see in a moment will definitely be different from what you expected. I wont deceive you, but if you tell anyone about anything you see... Victor was in a daze, Why would I tell it to others? How can anyone else see male god when he was a child! I promise to keep it a secret! He was too anxious to speak seriously! Little Tyron looked at him thoughtfully, then walked out a momentter. Victor hurriedly followed him out and then saw a scene that he had never imagined before: A medieval city. . It had been a long time since Tyron had dreamed of his childhood. After all, it had been thousands of years ago. In fact, with his level of mental strength, he could force himself to spend this period of time sleeping in a nk scene if he wanted to; but he asionally wanted to go back and revisit his memories. So, he recalled the time when he was still young, when he and his mother had lived together in a Barons household. His mother had been a half-elf mage, and she couldnt be out in the open in an era where mages were being chased and killed by the Holy See; however, she was so beautiful that no man wouldnt yearn for her, so she had been hidden in the mansion by the Baron. But a beautiful half-elf like her already had a child, and that child was named Tyron Odin. Odin was a surname given to a prince of the First Empire after he had been deprived of the right to inherit the throne; Odin, in human mythology, was also a powerful, dignified, and just God. But nobody liked this little oil bottle surnamed Odin. Humans believed that this childs father must have betrayed the country and had therefore been deprived of his right of inheritance; the elves looked down on any mixed race and felt that the blood of despicable creatures flowed within him. Young Tyron spent ten years in that kind of situation. . In Tyrons memory, his half-elf mother almost always appeared in a scene like this: There was a small pool in the backyard with a swing made of vines. She would sit on the swing, the edges of her snow-white gown asionally skimming quietly over the surface of the water. The half-elf was beautiful, almost illusory, seeming as though she wasnt alive at all. She didnt look at her own child because she had stopped thinking when her husband left, leaving behind only a beautiful shell. Little Tyron still remembered the time when his father left. After all, it was the first time hed been abandoned by a rtive. At the time, little Tyron had also shed tears, but then hed been educated by this man, Feel your fangs. You and I are of the same species, a species thates from hell. We know how to crawl and bite as soon as were born, and can fend for ourselves. Boy, you will die miserably in the future if you cry like a weak elf. Little Tyron slowly smoothed out his sharp teeth in order to survive in human societyter on, making himself appear weak like the humans. Attractive, but not aggressive. However, he knew that half of his blood was the same as his fathers. . That man had left behind a human nanny. She had been very good to little Tyron and hadnt been as indifferent as his mother. However, it was hard for good people to live long in their world. When the nanny died, little Tyron didnt cry anymore. He just watched her leave in silence. This was his second loss. . Later, little Tyron was stolen away by a squire because he had inherited extraordinary beauty from both of his parents. He killed for the first time in the squires bedroom and calmly concealed the scene, taking away two pieces of valuable silverware and pretending to be a passing farmer who had killed for the sake of stealing money. That year, little Tyron wasnt even yet ten years old, but the people of Bluebell were already tracking him. His skillful means had almost frightened those experienced old men. Only, by the time Tyron returned home, he discovered that his mother had died. A messenger hade to her with a letter saying that Tyrons father had died in battle. So, the half-elf had chosen to die in theke. When the white veil floated up to the surface of the water, it was as beautiful as a night-blooming cereus flower. But this flower only bloomed for a short moment. This was the third time that Tyron had been abandoned. However, he had already be numb. He had always known that his mother would leave him. So, he hadnt invested much emotion into his mother. He had be smarter. . The people from Bluebell then contacted little Tyron. His first teacher had been very kind to him, but little Tyron didnt have a deep impression of him. This teacher had said, You are a good seedling. You experienced and had to bear with the pain of being abandoned several times at such a young age, so it will be hard for you to trust others and invest in them. This way, you wont be hurt by being abandoned again and can live for a very long time. Indeed, that teacher hadter died during a mission. Little Tyron wasnt sad; he had already be as strong as his father. However, the amount of hate that he had felt towards his father for his coldness was now exactly how much he hated himself for the same coldness. . Later on, Tyron had grown up, rising up in ranks like aet and bing one of the top assassins. By this time, he had be a strategic weapon that could deter the royals and aristocrats alike. He was no longer ignored, people were no longer indifferent to him, and it was even to the point where every word he said would be recorded and analyzed. It was easy for him to sneak into the pce and whisper in the sleeping Emperors ear, causing him to panic and raze the first Barons mansion ording to his instructions, thereby obliterating all traces of his childhood. By the time he grew up to be invincible, very few people in the world dared to look him in the eye, and nobody dared to praise his appearance. People feared him and wouldnt even dare to criticize his father. However, there were also a lot of people who were pursuing him romantically. But he would always say, Im not the right person. There wille a day when I will abandon you without looking back, and I wont invest any emotions into you. I will not love you. Ch62 - Mother Vic and Father Vic

Chapter Ch62 - Mother Vic and Father Vic

trantor: xiin editor: kara Thest scene Victor saw was of Tyron standing quietly on a corner of a long street, watching as the teacher he cared about finally left him. The him of that time had clearly reached adulthood long ago, but when he looked at the back of this person, he suddenly turned back into the youngest version of himself, the little Tyron with the sharp tiger teeth. This little Tyron didnt cry, didnt speak, and didnt have any expression on his face at all. After watching the scene quietly, he went home and sat on a swing. Perhaps Tyron didnt realize, but Victor suddenly realized that this scene was very simr to scenes of Tyrons mother. He sat on the swing, silent, neither angry nor sad, and it was as though he had lost some sort of strength. After that, Tyrons memories stopped. That had been his entire childhood. The years when hed been naive only added up to a few years in total, less than a thousandth of his whole life. ...... Aftering out of the ultra-light speed channel, the medical ship made its way straight to the general hospital, where intense preparations were made for the operation. Victor was tossed out once the initial phase wasplete. The doctors expressed: This operation willst several days during which there can be no interference. Family members should go home to prepare and wait. Dont worry too much, and dont remain in the hospital like an ornament. Victor, of course, was worried to death, but he didnt want to be a disturbance, so he kept an eye on the family-only information-update device and went home first. As mentioned before, Victors father was from the Phoenix Empire, but his mother was not. The two of them actually lived on a not far away. This time when Victor came back, he had no way to avoid being called in for questioning by his mother. . Mother Vic was a career-oriented woman who had been born in the Chaoyang Alliance. She climbed up to her present position, then married Father Vic. Yes. The married couple sat opposite Victor, and Mother Vic spoke first, Youre finally willing toe back? Victor pursed his lips. Mother Vic continued, You went so far to hide from me and even went and took three degrees. Do you finally understand that you want money? You made a poor littlepany, then cheated the Murphys son into working for youCCand yet you were forced to fight awsuit as soon as you met a small livestream anchor? Victor said, I didnt start thatpany for money... Lawsuits are for the sake of money. Mother Vic crossed her legs and spoke with cold dignity, Now, tell me again, is knowledge more important, or is wealth more important? Little Vic: ... Im not eating off him for nothing! I came back this time for the sake of my male godCC Mother Vic interrupted indifferently, Come back when youve thought things through. Im not even going to lend you tuition fees this time, what will you do? Victor replied, Mommy, if you keep bullying me, Ill go and cry to Dad. Mother Vic: ...... Mother Vic silently set down her coffee and repositioned her legs. . A whileter, Father Vic came out in an apron, set down a te of egg tarts, and smiled as he said, Whats going on, whats going on? Is Little Vic getting bullied again? Mother Vic pretended that nothing had happened and said, Oh, Im talking to Little Vic about his lover. Father Vic pinched Victors cheek in pity and said, Howe you lost some of your baby fat again? The feelings not as good anymore. Little Vic, were you suffering outside? Was there nothing good to eat on Earth? Nothing fun? Its cold here, did you bring extra clothing? Victor was so moved that he hugged his father and said, Dad! I have something important to ask you! Father Vic sat down next to him, stroked Victors hair, and said, Alright, alright. It must be an emotional problem. Looking at your sad face, it must be that youre secretly in love with someone. Victor: ...... Father Vic was someone who had grown up in the Phoenix Empire, and he had also studied psychology. Every time he saw a person, he could judge how that persons family was, his emotional state, and whether or not his sex life was harmonious just by the shape of his eyebrows. Victor squirmed awkwardly, not wanting to talk about it in front of his mother. Mother Vic snorted, picked up a newspaper, and copsed onto the sofa nearby. She crossed her legs again, appearingpletely unconcerned about this problem. Father Vic turned his head and reprimanded, Look at how youre sitting, Little Vic is still here. Mother Vic coughed and sat down again properly while muttering, Youre just like a shrewish wife. . Victor leaned on his fathers not-so-sturdy butfortable shoulder and muttered quietly that hed fallen in love. Father Vic said, I could tell. You found yourself a gong. Little Vic: ...... Father Vic: You went after him, right? How long did you have a crush on him for? Little Vic: One... one month. Father Vic: Oh, so its about three months total. Looking at your current appearance, is the other party not very interested? Or are they too busy, and you dont feel secure? Let your dad tell you, in order to deal with tsundere people like your mother, you cant be tough. You should be gentle and encourage him toe home often to eat. Little Vic: ... No, its not like that. Its not that he doesnt care, but I, I, I, just feel a little uneasy. Father Vic suddenly understood, Oh. It must be someone experienced. Say, how much older is he? CCWas his father Sherlock Holmes or a god-level fortune-teller? Little Vic shivered and said, ... Not, not that much. Father Vic: Oh, I get the picture: A mature older man, one who is very good at flirting, and is also very handsome. He should be the type who is very sessful in his career. How did you catch him? This is a little strangeCCOh! Right, was his family broken when he was a child? ...... Victor felt that he hadnt even confessed but had already been seen through. He swallowed hard, then said tentatively, I, I can only say that his parents werent good to him, and he had a younger sister who was also very bad... Thats about right. Father Vic pped his left fist against his right palm gently. A person like this iscking almost nothing in their life, but happiness and family are the only things he subconsciously cant obtain. My dear Vic, you are the kind of child who has had a happy childhood and family, so its natural for you to attract his attention. This is very normal. Mother Vic was still reading the newspaper, but she suddenly added in, Look at your sons silly, innocent, and sweet appearance. Would people even be interested in him for his looks? Little Vic: ...... . Victor shifted away a little in anger, then continued to hug his gentle father as he said, When he, he epted me, he even said a sentence. He said that he wasnt the right person. What kind of psychological exnation is there for that? Father Vic fell into a rare moment of meditation. After a long time, he said, Little Vic, youve met a tough one. That means that hes either self-loathing or cold-bloodedCChis parents werent good to him, what kind of not good was it? Did they abandon him from an early age? Victor didnt reply. Father Vic saw that he was trying to keep it a secret and didnt force him. He instead said, Hes expressing self-loathing and punishment. In particr, he wants to punish the ones who hurt him. These people should be blood-rted, which leads him to detest even a part of himselfCCtheres nothing that can be done about that. There will always be some personality traits that are connected between rtives. Victor eagerly interjected, But hes a very good person! Hes actually very gentle... Father Vic: Its precisely because hes punishing this family member and this part of his own character that shows that his inner nature is actually very gentle and that hes very clear about right and wrong. Thats why he will tell you that hes not the right person, Little Vic. Its not that hes rejecting you, this is him saying, Dont get close to me, Im afraid that Ill hurt you. Victor froze. Father Vic: This persons feelings will develop very slowly, but since hes already epted you, that means hes already trying to carefully get closer to you. At the start, he wont express his love. This is normal, because hes waiting for you to stop liking him, waiting for you to abandon himCCso that he can ensure that he wont abandon you the same way that family member of his had and make you as sad as he had been at that time. A long timeter, Victor suddenly said, Daddy, can I leave first? . Victor ran the whole way and once again arrived at the hospital entrance where he found a ce to sit down and wait. He suddenly understood many things. For example, he understood why Tyron would ask: What kind of like is this liking of yours? Is it the type where you see a puppy on the side of the road, or the type where you want some toy from a stores front window? It wasnt that Tyron was questioning Victors feelings. It had been Tyron questioning himself. Tyron didnt believe in family, didnt believe that two lonely souls could snuggle up to each other until the end of their lives. He didnt even believe that he could give and keep a promise to the person he liked. Because he had inherited a devils blood. . The operationsted for seven days, and Victor stayed outside for seven days. During those seven days, he would asionally stand up to move and eat some food. At night, he would spread out the nkets that the hospital provided for family and roll himself up in them to sleep. After that, Victor slowly started to think through a lot of things. So, when Mother Vic called to ask about him, Victor didnt try to squirm out of the situation in embarrassment and said, Mommy, are you worried about me? Mother Vic was stunned for a moment, ...You still have your hands and feet. Could you have been snatched away by wolves? Victor continued, Mommy, I love you. Thank you for looking out for me when I was so naughty as a child. Im never going to run away from home again. Mother Vic was really choked. She was silent for half a beat before calling Father Vic over to take over the phone. Father Vicughed and said, Your mommys face is red, and she wants to escape to the toilet to shed tears. Little Vic, shes particrly worried that youll be scammed by bad people, which is why she always tells you to be more realistic... Victor said, Im realistic. Which one is more important, knowledge or wealth? Theyre both important. And since Im this smart, why cant I have both? Father Vic: ...... This child must be more like his mother to be so shameless. Victor continued, Im very, very clear on things now. Daddy, I will be stronger, and there will be nothing that can make me leave his side; I will be more affectionate and mature, so that the person I like can have a life without any regrets; If I have a firefly light, I will light up the path beneath his feet; If I have moonlight, I will light up his stage; If there is starlight, I will share with him the beauty of an entire gxy; If one day, I can gather together all the light in the universe, then I will give him the best era. Ch63 - Rehabilitation Period

Chapter Ch63 - Rehabilitation Period

trantor: xiin editor: kara After the operation, Tyron woke up inside the recovery capsule. He first regained a bit of his consciousness, and after the doctor confirmed that there were no problems at all, he woke uppletely in his new body. Tyron followed the doctors instructions and first tried to move his limbs before slowly sitting up. He finally stood up on the carpet, attempting to move the various joints of his body. The doctor told him, Your situation is very good, but you still need to be careful. Firstly, dont exercise vigorously. Secondly, its better not to enter the virtual world and instead spend more of your time walking around in the real world. The watch on your right arm mustnt be taken off during the next two days so that we can continuously monitor your situation. If your nervous system feels a little sluggish or sensitive, remember that its a normal postoperative symptom. We will evaluate again next week when youe back for your next consultation. After that, the doctor smiled and shook hands with him, saying, Congrattions, the operation was sessful. Now, you can call in your family. . The new body indeed felt a little sluggish, but it may also have been because he had remained in the virtualwork for too long and was no longer used to the feeling of a physical body. Tyron changed into a set of clothes from home and walked slowly out of the ICU to see that Victor had been waiting outside. Victor smiled and said, Wee back to reality, Lord War God. How about I take you to see the kingdom of human beings? Something about him looked different. Tyron narrowed his eyes, looked Victor up and down, then said, Sure. Victor was wearing a solemn white suit as he drove Tyron around in a suspension car that flew up in the air. He pointed to the view outside and said, This ce is the I had lived on the longest as a child. The temperature is good, and the duration of night and day here is also very good. We can stay here for a little longer. I saw that theres still half a month before the provincialpetition officially begins. Outside, a white star was halfway through its rotation, itsrge surface area covering up half the sky, while a man-made satellite also moved in orbit at the same time from the other side. This was like a vast stretch of blue. Due to a peculiarity in the minerals, even the trees were blue like azure gemstones dotted on the brown soil. The wind that ran through the equator would blow up the substances that stuck to the nts, creating a translucent drizzle formed from crystal powder. Tyron stuck his hand out the window and gently scooped up some of the fine powder into his hand. This is what reality feels like. This world is very big, and its very beautiful. Victor said, Its just one of the tens of thousands ofs in the Alliance. If we have the chance, we can go to the top 10 tourists to y. . Victor parked his car outside a vi. This is where I lived when I was a child. It was renovatedst month, but there are some parts that werent touched on purpose. They walked past two rows of trimmed shrubbery, two sets of gates, and when they stopped by the door, two mechanical maids bowed to greet them and said, A family doctor has already been hired. Would you like to make an appointment now? First, the map of the vi, then the, then their current star system, the star region their star system was located in, and finally, the entire star province. This is already the Alliances Third Star Province. This used to be the administrative capital, butter, the capital was moved to a more centralized ce, so we could only move with Mommy. Victor said. Tyron looked quietly at the star chart that had countless stars dotted on it, each about the size of a pea. I never told you... Victor began, My mother is the deputy governor of the Third Star Province. My father is from the Phoenix Empire, which was why they chose to live here all the time. This ce is very close to the Phoenix Empire. The Chaoyang-Phoenix United First General Hospital is also set up here, and my mommy has invested several sums of money there, so... I hired a doctor from the hospital and asked him to stay nearby to watch over your recovery period. Is that alright? Tyron raised his eyebrows, then nodded. . After serious illness or injury, it was always necessary to recover slowly. Otherwise, it was easy for hidden injuries or problems to remain. The master assassin was very familiar with this process. That evening, Tyron went out alone and slowly walked around the vi. He asked the artificial intelligence, Athena, to broadcast the news for him so that he could learn more about the Third Star Province. In the news, he saw the Deputy Governor, Madam June, who was also Victors mother. She looked very simr to Victor but was very solemn and serious in manner, and had two deep lines around her mouth. The news that was being broadcast was about her views as a member of the Alliance on the topic of a social hot spot. She was discussing the current copyrightw with experts. Tyron: Athena, is there any other news about her? Regarding her family. Athena provided a list. Tyron saw a news report from over a decade ago, when June was still a smallary official. On one asion, she had taken her son, who had been just over one year old, to attend a program, and spoke seriously about the impact of the inte on the growth and development of children. The one-year-old little Victor had a confused expression on his face as he was held in her arms. He was very restless, constantly reaching out to try and grab the hosts microphone. In this era, the microphone was basically a device that served to symbolize who was currently speaking. The host teased little Victor several times, then handed it to him to y with. Little Victor grabbed the microphone and like his mother who was still talking, he spoke two phrases of that extraterrestrialnguage exclusive to children, then his face suddenly scrunched upCC Poof, he farted. The sound came out through the microphone and was very loud! Little baby Vic was even shameless enough tough! Mother Vic was a little dazed, but she set her son against her shoulder and pinched his nose to educate him, Victor, you should be serious. Your current attitude isnt correct. Little Victor stoppedughing, his small face straightening out immediately. He gave a very serious oh sound, then behaved very properly for the rest of the program. . Victors father was also a famous man. His name was Lu Chao, and it was said that his full name was actually very long, something unique to the Phoenix Empire people. He had been abandoned as a child but was picked up and raised by a Phoenix person, so he was a human of Phoenix Empire nationality. He had studied psychology and had been very famous at the time. Later on, he spent a lot of time doing social work and won many awards. Mother Vic, June,ter stepped up onto the stage and became the Deputy Governor. Out of concern for her reputation and potential negativements, Father Vic quit his job and decided to be a full-time cook at home while slowly raising Little Victor. So, at first nce, Victors character was more like his fathers, frank and gentle. Victor was a little afraid of his mother, but he actually also adored her, and mother and son were particrlypetitive. For example, Victor had run off to Earth to get three degrees (one of which was on the history of the people of Ancient Earth). In short... From Tyrons point of view, this was a perfect family. It was no wonder that they would produce a child like VictorCChis bright personality could only havee into being in an excellent environment where he could grow up well without experiencing setbacks. . After watching the news while he walked, Tyron actually sweated a little. It seemed that this new body of his was very sensitive. When he returned to the vi to wash up, he discovered one thing by ident: His fangs were back. CCThis was one of the few appearance traits he had inherited from his incubus bloodline. They were very simr to vampire fangs, but they werent long, nor were they hollow. They werent much different from those of normal humans, but they were very sharp. Incubus fangs were recognized as very sexy with a touch of naughtiness, but they made it more convenient for incubi to tear into and eat meat. In his old world, Tyron had grinded down his fangs when he was a child. However, this new body was made entirely from his genes, so the two fangs had appeared again. Tyron tested them and found them very convenient. He decided not to concern himself over it for the moment. Victor soon discovered the two small fangs and trembled all over from cuteness, Did you always have them? In fact, Tyron wasnt quite used to them. He curled his tongue and licked them, then said, Yes, but they were too troublesome, so I smoothed them out. Victor: Dont grind them ahhhhh! Theyre cute and provocative! I almost wanted to die from that lick just now... Tyron seemed to be thinking of something and (not out of any good intentions) left the fangs alone. . By the fourth day, Tyron was alreadypletely used to his new body. Victor was stunned as he watched him perform his rehabilitation exercisesCCbecause Tyron had actually used sh in the real world. Although things like technique had never relied on the virtual world systemCCbeing able to perform such an exquisite technique in the real world was really too imba! Two shes in a row. Although they didnt have the same cool lighting effect they had in the arena, it was impossible to cover up Lord Fours high appearance value effect! The War God, who was invincible on the battlefield, took off his mask and stood in front of the flowerbed, using the moves he was famous for to work out his body. After that... He stretchedzily and casually asked, Whats for breakfast? Victor just wanted to say: Eat you, eat you, eat you, okay?!! . The patient needed to maintain a regr routine of exercise and rest during the rehabilitation period, and their family doctor checked his physical condition every day. Other than that, there was nothing else he needed to think about. This kind of life could be considered the most rxing and happiest time the master assassin, who had lived for so long, had ever experienced. Tyron was no longer a young man. He knew very clearly that if a persons life was very easy, it must mean that there was someone behind him who was working very hard to arrange everything for him. It was Victor who had be more mature. Tyron had foreseen this a long time ago: As early as when they first met, he knew that a little bright sun like Victor was honing himself every day, and bing a better and better person every day. As he watched this child grow up, Tyron also felt very happy. ... Except for one thing: Victor followed the doctors advice to the letter and was determined not to let him go online into the virtual world. . But! The master assassin, who was used to a bloody life, could also feel bored! Even if he was living in seclusion in the countryside, he couldnt just be cut off from going onlinepletely! Was he really not going to be able to touch his Song of Triumph and Deep Silence before the provincialpetition? After enduring for seven days, Tyron had already started to perform sh in mid-air. However, as an older, mature person with self-esteem, he was determined not to take the initiative to raise the issue. ... Finally, in the middle of a quiet night, the old antique master assassin snuck online. In the Third Star Provinces virtual arena, he casually created a new ount and, as usual, didnt bother to make any modifications to his appearance and stats at all. He used his real image along with a short sword and dagger, and dove straight into ying a 1vs1 single-yer match. Ch64 - Solo Match - Card Summoner

Chapter Ch64 - Solo Match C Card Summoner

trantor: xiin editor: kara Like all of the interster people who snuck online, when the old antique master assassin came online, he thought to himself: One, just one game. Hed rx a bit and then go offline. Then, his first match ended in less than three seconds. He didnt know that because his new ount had no previous match statistics, the system had matched him up with the lowest level yers. In other words: the first yer hed been matched with was definitely a newbie. Additionally, this newbie was an assassin. When he charged straight over and stabbed at Lord Four with a dagger... Tyron had thought that he had a follow-up move, so he sidestepped to the right and used his knife to sh at his wrist, and thenCC And then, the newbies dagger fell out of his hand. Tyron: ??? The master assassin thought that it was a trick, so he didnt take it lightly. He picked up the dropped dagger and performed a simple series of attacks. The newbie died. Tyron: ...... Hm? After the match, the newbie even deliberately sent him a message, Turn off your plug-in, or Ill report you. Youll be crying when your ounts gone! Tyron: indifferent.jpg . Therefore, the old antique master assassin realized: No matter what kind of level he thought his previous opponents had been at, in fact, anyone who could make it into the finals of the regionalpetition was already a pretty good yer. There was a definite difference in level between professional yers and amateur yers. If professional yers spent 80% of their lives training themselves to fight, then amateur yers at most spent 20% of their lives unconsciously entertaining themselves. If the master assassin had to be included in thisparison, his entire life was built upon battle, so he had to be very strong and was much stronger than everyone else. Having himpete with professional yers was like having professional yers fight against amateursCCit wasnt impossible, but there were very few people in the entire group who could pose a threat to him. . So, after Tyron finished the first match, the system judged it like this: Killing a rookie in a second must mean that he was a pretty good yer. Then, in the second match, the master assassin jumped up two segments and was directly matched with a yer at the level of an ordinary expert. This time, Tyron knew what was happening and allowed the other party to live for an extra 20 seconds, so there would be no more instance of insta-kill. Twenty secondster, the match was over again. System: Oh! Another insta-kill! This person is even more powerful than the average expert. In the fourth match, Tyron was matched with a yer who also yed in professionalpetitions. The other party was already a yer in the top 500 of the Third Star Province rankings. It had to be said that the average number of people online in the Third Star Province was over 10 billion, and the yers who ranked in the top 500 were all high-level professional yers who were training for provincial levelpetitions. ... However, that amounted to absolutely nothing. 20 secondster, the match ended as usual. System: ...Excuse me? Professional yers were strung up like this too. Is this a national-level professional yers alternate ount? This probability is very small, so does that mean that theres a problem with my processes? The system immediately initiated the self-checking program and reported this matter to the system above it. The higher-level system took over Tyrons ount and immediately did a calction. It then felt: This yer was jumping ranks too fast. If he won another match, he would skip directly to being number one in the rankings for the Third Star Province because of the bonus points from winning so many games in a row! He must be pressured back downCCmatch him up with the strongest yer currently online in thework right away! At this time, because the number of experts was increasingly rare the higher one went up in the rankings, there was ack of opponents that the system considered equal to Tyron, and he had already been waiting in queue for half an hour. . At this moment, the yer who was ranked third in the Third Star Province rankings, Kiss of the Goddess, was currently broadcasting live. Kiss of the Goddess was a professional yer with a rather unique ID (note: male). They often appeared in provincialpetitions in the Third Star Province, and he had once won the individual championship for the Third Star Provinces provincial levelpetition. However, the Third Star Province suffered a terrible defeat that year and failed to win the national championship. Since then, he had been constantly struggling for a position in the top five of the Third Star Province rankings and ranked 25-35 in the national rankings. However, Kiss of the Goddess had a rtively good mentality. Other than ying inpetitions, he would also queue for individual matches. Not only that, he was willing to broadcast his individual matches to fans. After ying for a long time, he was now ranked higher in individual matches than in the professionalpetition rankings and was ranked at around 20th nationally. His fans affectionately called him... Goddess. Once again, Goddess waspletely male. Goddesss daily live-broadcast style was like this: Hello, good morning everyone, are you all very idle today? And everyone would greet him, Yo, Goddess, is your great uncle gone today? Is today a lucky day on the Lunar Calendar? Howe you started streaming so early? Aaaaachoo! I just started ying s 15th A-League simtion game today. I really want to pick up a talent who hasnt been discovered yet and then reach the peak of a club managers life... . The audience had a reason for saying this, because Goddesss profession was very special: Card Summoner. It was a unique summoner profession that drew cards from his own card pile, and he had to y the card out ording to certain rules on the card in order to summon. Other professions would prepare their skills and equipment before a match; a card summoners preparations consisted of sorting out their deck that consisted of a total of 26 cards and determining which cards to bring to the game. Once their deck was decided, they wouldnt be able to change it during the match, and the cards would be drawn out at random during the match, like ying poker. It was impossible to predict what card woulde out, but how to y them depended on the wisdom of the yer. As one could imagine, this profession relied heavily on luck. The reason why Kiss of the Goddess had his name was because his luck was good, very good. It was as though hed been kissed by the Goddess of Luck; he could casually win the prize of five million credits from a lottery scratchcard and therefore never needed to worry about food and clothing and instead could y games every dayCC In modern day ng, this kind of person was called: His Majesty, the Emperor of Europe. Today, the Emperor of Europe had only gone online for a minute and only just started to search for a match when suddenly! He was matched with an equal-level opponent! The audience eximed immediately, Wow! The Emperor of Europe is really the Emperor of Europe! My god, hes already third in the Star Province, but he can still find a match in an instant! The Jiong Masternext door whos ranked 14th has had to wait more than forty minutes for a match! Who did you match with, who did you match with!? . Goddess happily rubbed his hands together and said, Its a great start today. I didnt scratch my scalp for three minutes in vain. Ill draw a godly-leveled card right at the beginning for you all to seeCClet me first take a look at who my opponent is. He entered the virtual match scene, then saw that the man standing on the other side was an assassin. His ID was written over his head: Odin. The Goddess was doubtful, Who is this? How did they match up with me? Is it someone new? Someone who only just stepped onto the leaderboard? The audience was also confused: Never heard of him! I just searched through the listings, and this person doesnt appear in the top 500! Is there a bug in the matching system? By then, the system had already begun to select a randomized map. Goddess: Well finish the match first before talking about it. Theres probably a bug. Hold on, children, Ill abuse a newbie in a bit. Watch me, if it feels great, then give me some hehehehe... Audience: A cold chill just swept across my body! If you want coins, then just say it directly!! Are you going to take responsibility if I get scared and lose the baby!? Goddess: Why are hard coins called hard, coins, hehehe... While the livestream room was filled with the sound of a small train engines hooting, the randomized map results were confirmed. The map was: Rocs Back. This map was basically set up on the back of a giant creature called a Roc. Rocs could go up into the sky and down into the sea, so the first minute of this map was set at high altitudes while the second minute was spent underwater. After two minutes, it would switch randomly between high altitude and underwater, moving at high speeds throughout the entire process. It was very exciting. Additionally, when the Roc was flying, feathers would drop onto its back, and picking them up would allow the user to fly freely for 7 seconds; when it was underwater, it would drop scales that had to be picked up in order to allow for 20 seconds of underwater breathing. . When the countdown began, the two contestants were standing on opposing sides of the Rocs back, staring at each other. Goddess yawned: Ah,zy. Running around is too troublesome, I wont pick up any feathers. Tyron thought for a moment: Cutting down a ranged opponent with underwater resistance is too troublesome. Ill just deal with him in high altitude. The thirty second countdown ended. Both sides acted at the same time! Goddess performed a card summoners only opening action, Draw the first card! Even as the four starting cards fell into his palm, the assassin opposite him had already disappeared in a sh. As all assassins had a chance to steal the first move at the start of the game, Goddess wasnt surprised at all. He picked up his four cards and formed a strategy within half a second as he started to use the cards: Summon the little devil! (A demonic creature capable of detecting invisibility and fighting for him.) Ice Shield! (Completely resists one injury and freezes the attacker in ce for 1.5 seconds.) Thiefs Wisdom! (Two additional cards can be drawn in the next draw.) As soon as he started, he used up three out of the four cards that hed drawn at the beginning of the match! Audience: Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, the Emperor of Europe is really going for it! Three cards right at the start! Is there any justice!? Its over, Goddess started with a shield and invisibility detection! The Emperor sweeps through every day. Let me feel one second of heartache for the assassin... . However, their one second of heartache wasnt even over when they suddenly discovered that the situation wasnt quite right. Because as the little devils invisibility detection took effect, the figure of the assassin who had just entered stealth was exposed to Goddesss sight. This assassin with the ID Odin didnt use his precious initiative to attack and instead went to pick up a feather that the Roc dropped after he entered stealth? The feathers special effects shed by, and a pair of illusory Rocs wings opened up on the assassins back. Cyan and gold feathers were intertwined, perfectly setting off his dazzling, dark, golden eyes. With a gentle p of his wings, the assassin rose up into the air with iparable familiarity. The audience still had their mouths open in admiration over the beauty of his powerful flying posture, but the card summoner had already inexplicably lost his smile. His heart thumped hard as a sense of crisis from being watched by an aerial predator instinctively rose up. sorry guys, i messed up the scheduling and this is a dayte... Ch65 - Solo Match - Card Summoner 2

Chapter Ch65 - Solo Match C Card Summoner 2

trantor: xiin editor: kara In fact, Goddesss sense of foreboding came to fruition practically in the very next second! The master assassin rose straight into the air in a hawk-like manner and then executed a dazzling dive attackCClike a beam of light from the sky! In that instant, the de of the sword was reflected in the Goddesss pupils, causing them to suddenly contract. This kind of dive speed wasnt something a mage-type upation could escape from. CCGoddess used his expertise as a high-level professional yer to make this judgement, then resolutely gave up any futile and useless escape measures. He waved to signal the little devil hed just summoned to return to his side andmanded: Attack! All of this happened in an instant. When the tip of Tyrons de reached Goddesss forehead, an ice shield suddenly appeared. It was one of the cards that Goddess had used as soon as the match began: Ice Shield, which resisted the next attack and froze the attacker in ce for the next 1.5 seconds. The moment the ice shield broke, it simultaneously reformed around the assassins ankles, locking him directly to the ground. At the same time, the little devil hadpleted its attack, and a pair of ws stabbed directly at Tyrons chest. Tyron was unmoved as he crossed his daggersCC The sharp sound of impact against metal rang out three times as hepletely resisted the little devils attack. At the same time, his short sword ran the little devil straight through. However, the little devils body disappeared directly. Because in the 0.5 seconds of time that the little devil won him, Goddess had ced two of his fingers on thest card hed obtained in his opening draw and waved it in the airCC Legendary Card: Sacrifice, Demonic Gate! Sacrifice the strongest summoned creature on the map in order to summon a demonic gate thatsted for 30 seconds. Every two seconds, a demonic creature would appear randomly from the gate and would attack both friend and foe. The door could be destroyed, and after it disappeared, it would summon a demonic lord who would obey the summonersmand. The Emperor of Europe had only drawn a total of four cards, and the only card he had that had fighting power was the little devil with a fighting power of 5. This was basically equivalent to him having summoned a gate that continuously provided a stream of demons at almost no cost. Goddesss public screen had exploded instantly, Who is this assassin!!! Who is he!! Mama lifted up her head and saw a winged god! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh I never expected this ahhh... Four godly cards right at the start! And the Demonic Gate! Who can stop the Emperor of Europe, Goddess now?!! . But the speed of thementary was too slow for the pace of the game! In the next second, the demonic gate crashed down onto the middle of the field. Goddess had no cards on hand for the time being, and there was still a full second left before his next draw. (Cards could be drawn once every three seconds.) Less than a second after being trapped, the ice around Odins feet suddenly cracked and turned into countless ice crystals, forming what appeared to be a hazy mist that shrouded the two yers. In the next moment, a pair of cyan and gold wings spread out, waving away the hazy mist as he dashed over like a ray of light piercing the clouds. Even Goddess, a top 3 yer in the Star Province, had never seen such flexible, powerful, quick, and exquisite wing movementsCCthis assassin wasnt like a human with wings but more like a celestial visitor who hade down from the heavens! . Four consecutive wing ps. Not only did the third one break him out of the ice, the fourth directly shaved off 20% of Goddesss health. Of course, Goddess was very psychologically tough. Others might have fallen into a panic at this time, but he entered a highly tense state of psychological preparation instead. He pulled out the card summoners only weaponCCa short dagger used for self-defenseCCand held it out in front of his body. When faced with an assassin in close quarters, any attack that could be resisted mattered! And it didnt matter if it couldnt be resisted, the goal was to dy time until the next drawing of cards! Card summoners had never been a profession that feared losing health, because they had a general passive skill: the cooldown for drawing cards was reduced by 10% for every 10% of health that they lost. Goddess had already done his mental preparations: there was a maximum time of 0.7 seconds until his next card draw. This assassin wouldnt be able to kill him in such a short amount of time! However, when a seemingly ordinary t dagger arrived in front of his eyesCC Goddess still felt a moment of fear in his heart. Because it was fast, too fast! It was so fast that his audience didnt even have a chance to respond at all. Only experienced professional yers like Goddess, who had trained their dynamic vision, could capture the movements of the de. 0.7 seconds. What could anyone do in that time? The average person could sneeze, and a professional yer might be able toplete a full attack. But 0.7 seconds was long enough for Odin to attack five times! Goddesss health dropped like a waterfall in an instant, far beyond what hed expected! . Draw! Following Goddesss shout 0.7 secondster, he only had 40% of his health left when a row of golden hands appeared in front of him. When card summoners drew cards, there would be a special effect between the summoners hands for the brief 0.3 seconds it took the cards to appear. For those 0.3 seconds, the cards that appeared were invible objects. And Goddess had a unique ability where he could use the 0.3 second invincibility resist a melee yers attack, allowing him to bear direct attacks for a maximum of 0.5 seconds. It was precisely at this fleeting moment! The special effects of the golden hand shed by like a golden torrent around GoddessCC But at this same moment, those lightning-fast des were pulled back without a trace. It was as though there had been no inertia at all, and itpletely went against Goddesss expectations. Instead, it was that pair of cyan and gold wings from nightmares! The wings pped! . As shes of light went by and dispersed, the system determined that both sides had exchanged attacks using invincible objects and sent both yers a meter back simultaneously. Goddess retreated three steps back, but his ultra-high psychological stability allowed him to calm down instantly as he pulled out the three cards he had just drawn (he had drawn a support card at the start that allowed him to draw two more cards during this draw, meaning that he once again had three cards) for a quick look. At the same time, Tyron retreated backwards and went straight up into the air. His movements werent disordered at all as his wings spread out in an instant, preparing to charge down again for a hit at an appalling speed. Almost nobody could keep calm in the face of his predatory aura. Blue veins had appeared on Goddesss forehead from anxiety as he picked up a card with two fingers and quickly shouted, Shivas Sigh! Shivas Sigh was a control card that didnt differentiate between friend and foe. Its effect was: Freeze the actions of all yers on the field with an effect simr to stopping time, duration of 2 seconds. As soon as the card came out, there was a faint sighing sound from Shiva, the God of Ice, and the two yers fell into a stationary state at the same time. . It wasnt until then that the audience on Goddesss side could finally recover from their stupor, and their brains were able to deal with what had just taken ce over the past few seconds. It was also at this time that the chaotic scene became a quiet one. At that moment, fine ice crystals were still floating in the air, and a small fragment had justnded onto one of Odinsshes, twinkling in the light. The scene was as exquisite and beautiful as a painting. The assassin with the Roc wings appeared like a statue of a fallen angel as he held his daggers in a reverse grip, his wings spread out, giving off an irresistible aura of madness. The audience experienced a thrill and eximed, My god!! It was just a few seconds just now! It was so wonderful that I couldnt even react! Who is this! Who the hell is this!! Ive be an instant fan, I want to go up and lick him! My mouth dropped open just now and I forgot to close it. My god, I only just discovered that my saliva was dripping onto my leg... . At this point, however, the illusory wings behind the frozen Tyron shed and then disappearedpletely. One Roc feather only provided 7 seconds of flight. They had just reached the time limit. Audience: Oh, damn, this card of Goddesss, it doesnt differentiate between friend and foe and froze him too! However, firstly, this helped him dy time until his next draw, and secondly, the assassins feather effect has disappeared. ThirdlyCCwhich one of you guys still remembers the Demonic Gate ahhhhhhhhh! Because the game was so thrilling, the Demonic Gate, that was on the sidelines and required time to summon, had be much less impressive. And now, the first random summon of the Demonic Gate had appeared. A me whip shed out of the gate, followed by the heavy sound of footsteps... What came out was a fire demon. (One of the strongest demonic creatures.) The audience collectively looked like they were about to scream. Audience: Fuuuuck! Directly summoned out a fire demon at random!! Damn, it has less than a 0.01% probability of showing up! Are you still giving other people a chance to live! Motherf*cker, its like the entire gxys luck is concentrated on the Goddess alone! If I could only get a tenth of it, I wouldve already won a five million credit lottery ticket! Ive followed the Goddess for four and a half years, four and a half years!!! Even for Goddess, this is the first time summoning such a powerful fighter randomly from the gate! Hold on, you guys! This randomized demon will attack anyone, remember? Now, both of them are frozen. What if the fire demon ps the Goddess to death? Everyone: ...... Why arent you guys talking? Little brother, theres a 50% chance of being hit. Do you think that the one with bad luck will be Goddess? ...... . The fire demon came out the gate and acted like he couldnt even see Goddess as he charged straight at the master assassin. At this moment, the short yet long two-second freeze was finally over. In the same moment that the two yers emerged from the time stop, the fire demons whipshed out like a snake, billowing with hot mes. At this time, the audiences thoughts were full of: the Yellow River is roaring, the sky is falling apart! This game thats progressing at the speed of a rocket is too tense and exciting ahhhh!!! Goddesss inner thoughts: If I give the opponent another chance tond abo, Ill definitely be done for! Fortunately, the God of Luck loves me! Tyrons inner thoughts: ... I havent seen a fire demon in a long time. Master assassin: recalling the past.jpg happy holidays! Ch66 - Solo Match - Card Summoner 3

Chapter Ch66 - Solo Match C Card Summoner 3

trantor: xiin editor: kara In the world of magic, Hell was not a ne but rather a ce where countless nes ovepped. Some Hells were famous and even had nicknames that made people scared; some were unknown and were simply called the Xth thousand Xth hundred level of Hell. The indigenous people of Hell were demons, and the most famous races among them were: the little devils (for their ugly appearance and cutting remarks), subi and incubi (for their beauty, beauty, and beauty), and... fire demons (for their strength and terrifying appearance). As long as a fire demon could materialize themselves, they would definitely be the Lord of a territory in Hell. Like other demons, they had curved horns, arrow-shaped tails, and a pair of bat wings. But for them, the wings were just decoration. CCBecause their bodies were too big. At over three meters tall, they often weighed over seven tons and were not born to be a flying species. The lower body of a fire demon often consisted of strong, lizard-like limbs that could easily kill any mortal they passed by simply stomping and sending out the fire surrounding them; they had a pair of burly arms, and the left hand often used a whip made of fire while the right wielded a huge sword with a derger than the adult human body. . Tyron had previously been involved in a war between the God of ughter and a section of Hell. Over a period of several decades, he had hunted down and killed several fire demon lords. Even the master assassin, who had been an astral body at the time, had to admit that fire demons were a type of very thick-skinned and fleshy enemy. (The master assassin quietly added: they would even self-destruct!) At this moment, he looked at this virtual fire demon and thought leisurely in his heart: Theres still a bit of a difference. This fire demon obviously has no magical powers and also... he was still young, too young. Demons in the world of magic werent merely monsters with physical strength. All demons were cunning, greedy, and ambitious creatures. However, in this interster world, it was obvious that the demons had been designed as reckless and direct fellows. The only threat came from the fact that all the stats of this demon were about five times that of a bnced regr yer. Perhaps this was because no matter how hard human beings tried to imagine it, they were still unable to reproduce the thoughts of real creatures from Hell and could only constantly exaggerate their strength instead. . Returning back to the present. The fire demon that was summoned out of the demonic gate directly flicked out the me whip in his hand, sending itshing towards Tyron as quickly as a snake in an attempt to wrap around him. Tyron had only just emerged from the spell of stopped time. Faced with the whip, he didnt back down and immediately dashed forward so quickly that he just narrowly missed the tip of the burning me whip. Then, the huge beheading sword in the other hand of the fire demon roared as it shed down from a height of several meters! The strong wind it brought along even caused a whining sound in the air, and the powerful force made the card summoner nearby feel a sudden shock through the ground. It was the shock of the huge swordnding into the open ground, causing earthquake-like tremors. Tyron and the fire demon were like a cheetah facing off against a giant elephant; and Tyrons abilities reflected this exactly, forming a stark contrast to the fire demons slow movementsCC In this moment, Tyron even managed to step on the de of the huge beheading sword and rush straight at the demons heart. Nobody had thought that the assassin would directly charge into the fire demons melee rangeCCeveryones first reaction when seeing a fire demon was to run! Run as far away as they could! The further away from that terrifying sword and whip, the better! Only Odin would jump in sofortably and remain in the mes. While he was suffering damage from the mes, the short sword and dagger in his hands shed with a brilliant, cold light. Windmillbo! After such a tense and difficult closebat move, he was still able to use the leverage from that instant to rotate in mid-airCC The endless knife lights were once again connected into a perfect arc. And to everyones surprise, while Odin seemed to be precariously, dangerously close to the fire demon, in fact, the fire demon was unable to attack him directlyCCits horns, long sword, and thick tail werent flexible enough to bend around to his chest. The me whip, which was flexible enough, still needed to be recovered back through inertia! During this attack that onlysted around 1 second, the urate grasping of a closebat angle allowed the assassin to finish half abo on the three-plus meter tall fire demons body. He seemed to be dancing with the God of Death and in the midst of a few thrilling and terrifying close encounters, he still managed to keep up a graceful and elegant pace. All the spectators were dazzled and overwhelmed, but Goddess, who was still on the battlefield, calmed down and took advantage of this extremely precious opportunity to draw cards for the third time. . Opportunities were fleeting. Before the fire demons me whip could return to wrap around Odin, Odin turned and jumped back to avoid the deadly attack. He then took advantage of the power of the fire demons huge beheading sword to dash out like lightning, directly leaving the fire demons attack range. He stepped on the enemys weapon to get close and stepped on the enemys weapon again to get away. CCWhat was this if not contempt? If it wasnt provocation, then what was it? The fire demon raged, his mouth opening wide as he raised his stout front hoof high and then mmed it onto the groundCCthe mes and shockwaves he created were like a small nuclear bomb going off, spreading out in all directions. This indiscriminate attack hit both yers at the same time. Goddess retreated three steps in a row, his face so pale it was almost bloodless. He held two cards between his fingers as he called out, Summon Tilin! Summon the Elder of Fire! As the two summons joined the battlefield to protect him, Goddess once again pressed down on the two cards left in his hands and looked at his opponent Odin warily. However, the master assassin didnt look at him at all. After being pressed back by the shockwave, he picked up another Roc feather that had just refreshed on the map and ced it in his palm. The cyan and gold wings reappeared, and he flew up into the air . For the next eight seconds, the entire audience experienced the baptism of a hellish battle scene! They were left in an open-mouthed daze, even hugging their heads and shrilly shouting wasnt enough to alleviate even one tenth of the turmoil they felt in their hearts. Because Tyron hadnt paid any attention to the card summoner to the side at all and instead began to endlessly harass the fire demon! Such a powerful, undefeated fire demon had originally never been designed as a monster for yers to fight. It was an existence whose purpose was to suppress the entire battlefield, so basically any fire demon that had been summoned wouldnt really obey its summoners ordersCCbecause if they couldmand the fire demon, the summoner wouldnt have to fight at all and would still be able to be one of the top 50 professional yers within the Alliance! But it was precisely that same fire demon that seemed clumsy and stupid at this moment. Its terrifyingly huge beheading sword always missed despite its great momentum, or was simply trampled under the foot of the hateful assassin; that pair of curved, ferocious horns stabbed the air several times, unable to touch even one of its enemys feathers; its most flexible me whip could only slowly whittle away at the assassins health with the mes that surrounded it. By the eighth second, the fire demons roar shook even the audience, and they couldnt help but shudder under the terrible onught of power. This kind of match was nothing like a friendlypetition between two yers in the virtual arenaCC Just look at that assassin who dominated the sky! Then look at the huge fire demon from hell that spewed fire andva! Did this look like an e-sports match? Audience: If the scene was changed to that of an ancient oil painting or epic, it wouldnt necessarily create a discordant feeling! Did I fall into a western fantasy world and am now watching a scene from the myths take ce right in front of my eyes?! . And then, the audience was reminded that this really was a virtual game between two people. Because the Emperor of Europe card summoner who had been huddled in the corner had drawn four rounds of cards. He now had six cards in hand and showed an expression of not knowing whether tough or cry. After that, Goddess used five of them all in one goCC They all happened to be summoning cards. Almost all of the summoning cards in his deck had been drawn out! When the five newly summoned creatures surrounded the Goddess to protect him, the audience was also left dumbfounded by his luck, This can happen too? Goddess summoned a team of bodyguards, then hid far away in order to watch the big y Angels judgement against the Devil??? However, even with powerful summons including a scorpion-tailed lion, Goddess still didnt dare to go up and participate in that epic battle. Because based on the fire demons terrifying power, one sword strike was enough to tten him into a meat patty. These summoned creatures were basically insignificant before it. . The match finally reached the 20th second. The demonic gate had already been in existence for over half its duration, and the demons that attacked indiscriminately when they came out of the gate had all died from the fire demon and Tyrons attacks. The fire demon didnt care about those ant-like low-level demons at all and crushed each one he encountered with a foot. Tyron was evenzier about dealing with their harassment, and in between dealing with attacks from the fire demon, he would casually find time to take down a few that blocked his way. Audience: collectively.trembling.in.the.corner.jpg When the countdown bar reached 20 seconds, the master assassin swept towards the fire demon like a shadow from behindCC Then seemed to trample on the demons horn by mistake. He borrowed that force to use a sh! Following the demons deafening roar, Tyrons short sword and dagger pulled out of the demons right eye, bringing out arge amount of sulfurous blood. The fire demons blood sshed everywhere like a rain of fire, and the ces on the ground where itnded burned. Tyron still had one foot on the horns; he straightened, opened up his wings for a moment, and seemed to be inplete control over the great demon. The enraged fire demon that had lost sight from one side basically lost all its reason. Its huge body rippled slightly, and another human figure, Goddess, just so happened to appear in sight of his left eye. The fire demon raised its huge sword, roared, and smashed its way towards Goddess! . Goddess reacted very quickly, jumping up like a rabbit while simultaneously shouting, Daddy, save me, daddy! He flicked out hisst card: Hermes Boots, a support card that could increase the users movement speed. The closer one was to the enemy, the faster they would move. Then, the card summoner turned tail and ran off frantically! But the fire demon continued its pursuit, its heavy footsteps making the ground rumble and ttened all of Goddesss summons that it encountered. It was like an armored tank chasing after poor flesh-and-blood creatures. ... And even further behind the fire demon was a winged figure who carried two cold des, chasing disgruntledly from behind in order to sh and cut as he flew. Ch67 - Daddy Gained A Fan?

Chapter Ch67 - Daddy Gained A Fan?

trantor: xiin editor: kara If the master assassins previous melee fight against the fire demon showed everyone the ultimate limits of human agility and dexterity, then the attacks he continuouslynded on the fire demon afterwards as he chased after it showed everyone exactly what abo was! In the past, when these audiences were asked the question what is abo, they would have offered many differing opinions. Perhaps they would have referenced the closebat windmillbo, or the magic chain and multi-shot of rangedbat, or perhaps they would have used famous contestants from the Third Star Province to give examples... But now? When this question was asked again, someone would probably speak up and say, Fellow student, have you heard of Odin? Have you ever seen the assassin who chased after a fire demon and hit hit hit hit hit it the whole time? Goddamn, he only spent one minute chasing after and killing a fire demon! A Balrog fire demon!! CCThe fire demon whose level of difficulty is the same as that of an adult dragon! .. What? How many people? You think that he did it with a group? No, he did it alone!!! . To tell the truth, it was thanks to Goddess that the fire demon could be chased and killed. Because when that fire demon discovered that it was unable tond a hit on the agile human with wings, it chose to vent its anger on the Emperor of Europe instead! Goddess, who was being chased, used a card to run like crazy. However, due to the cards characteristics (the closer one was to the enemy, the faster they move), the distance between him and the fire demon was sometimes close, sometimes far. After pulling some distance away, Goddess would run slower and slower; when the fire demon came near, Goddess would suddenly pick up speed and shoot ahead, running even faster than a rabbit. When the fire demons me whip flicked forward to wrap itself around Goddess, he would jump up in ce! Borrowing the power of inertia to continue moving forward, he would turn his head back 180 degreesCC Draw! Indeed, another golden 0.3 seconds of invincibility, which was just long enough to resist the attack. This kind of hanging on with onesst breath of life continued on forever, and Goddess wanted to cry but had no tears as he continued to live on. His survival allowed Odin, who was also behind him, to focus on nothing but dealing damageCCand kill the fire demon before the Roc transformed and submerged into the sea. ... If they were even a few secondste and the Roc entered the water, the magical mes on the fire demon wouldnt be extinguished and would weaken instead. However, when that high temperature was submerged in water, it would create a huge steam explosion!! Nobody knew what would happen to the Roc once the explosion happened, but the two yers closest to the explosion would find it very difficult to survive. . The master assassin wouldnt allow this terrible explosion to happen. When he realized that the Roc was intending to enter the water, he didnt hesitate in taking a risk andnding on the fire demons head, effectively seizing a fleeting opportunity. He crossed his two des, thrust them under the fire demons right horn, and pped his wingsCC He pulled out the fire demons horn! The demons blood continued to burn everything it touched, leaving Tyron with less than half of his health left, but he seemed to not feel it at all as he grabbed the fierce, curved horn and stabbed it into the fire demons empty eye-socket from mid-air. The damage from this attack was much greater than the damage inflicted by the short sword and dagger. The fire demons roar was almost deafening. It turned back tounch ast, desperate attack! In that instant, both he and Odin were standing in a row, right within the fire demons attack range. And then, the fire demons huge beheading sword swung towards them at the same time! Goddess didnt even have time to call out daddy and instinctively used a draw! The golden light red up, and he actually managed to block the fire demons attack in the face of extreme danger. Goddess himself hadnt evene back to his senses when he suddenly felt something heavy pressing his shoulder down! It was Odin, whod stepped onto his shoulder and used it as leverage to leap up. At the same time, his wings shook out, sending his entire body straight towards the fire demons face like a falling meteorCC Once again, another fierce attack on the fire demons right eye! The two cold des were like a predators fangs as they stabbed ferociously into the fire demons eye socket and shedCC Brutally taking away the fire demons remaining bit of health! . The fire demon let out a world-shattering roar before turning into a ball of me that fell off the Rocs back. The huge steam explosion that burst out from the bottom of the sea sent Goddess, who had just been used as a stepping block, tumbling on the Rocs back. He rolled twice and was still confused as he crawled back up. Goddess: WTF happened just now?? The fire demon was dead?!!! While he was still in the midst of confusion, he suddenly discovered that the wings behind Odin had disappeared, and he hadnded lightly in front of him. One of the yers had just been chased while the other was attacking, and it had been iparably tense. It seemed that they only just now remembered that this was a match between the two of them. Tyron who had just gotten some satisfying action (entertainment) was in a rtively good mood as he held his dagger in a reverse grip and went up to Goddess. And the Goddesss expression changed instantly, going from Heavens, Ive just escaped a disaster to No! Daddy, Im about to die again QAQ. Then, Goddess, who still remembered the fear of being dominated by the fire demon and was now facing the master assassin who had just chased and killed that same fire demon, said, Daddy, are youing to kill me again? QAQ Tyron: ...... Tyron could be considered to have participated in quite a few matches, but this was really the first time hed seen anyone call out Daddy. He didnt know that Goddesss public screen was already filled with people who hadughed themselves silly: There it is! Goddesss daddy tactics! Ever since Goddess hit the top twenty in the Star Province, he hasnt called anyone Daddy anymore! I feel like Ive just revisited the Daddy just hit me ten times again version of a domestic violence TV series! Hahahaha, everyone who has been called Daddy by Goddess will have half of their luck sucked away by himCCthe secret to Goddess bing the Emperor of Europe is just that simple! Forward it to over ten groups, and then, check out your avatar! . The master assassin really hesitated for a moment: the opponent even called out Daddy! Was there a hidden rule in the interster arena that meant that he couldnt act too harshly? Seeing that hed hesitated, Goddess immediately took advantage. He climbed back up and tentatively stretched out a hand, Hold hands and take a photo, Daddy? Tyron: ...... The assassin had no words and refused to care for such a big son. His two des moved, and he chopped Goddess to death. Everyone: Heeheeheee Daddy killed off his mentally retarded son! Good job! . The match ended, and Odin had won again. After the match, both men were sent straight out of the arena. Goddess quickly sent Odin a friend request. As his friends list was already full, he had to specifically delete someone else before he could add him. However, Odin didnt ept the request. At this time, his audience were still discussing amongst themselves: No way, does Goddess really want to y with him? Howe I feel that Goddess directly knelt down and acknowledged him as his daddy after they finished off a fire demon... Has anyone discovered this Odins real identity yet?!! Quickly, tell me who he is!! Ive already be his fan within ten seconds of the start of the match!! Nobodys found out anything yet? This person isnt from our province. He seems to be a contestant from the Second Star Province, who is about to participate in the provincials! Check out the Second Star Provinces A-League official website!! . Goddess was also intrigued and hurried off to the Second Star Provinces official website. He really did end up finding a mysterious assassin with the ID Odin under the Contestants from the Earth District individualpetition list. He clicked onto Odins official page and was met with densely packed information. The most important items were the double championships for the individual and teampetitions as well as the glorious achievement: Killing Ten With One. Goddess said, Geez! This man was confirmed as a God in the Earth District! The audience said: Goddess, dont feel inferior, you are also a Goddess, heeheehee... Goddess simply began to live stream Odins official page as he nced through Odins profile. By now, the GNAs evaluation of Odin had been officially updated to A-list level, and the evaluation of his PVP ability had been changed to: Peak-level assassin with good situational awareness and strong operational ability. His fighting style is changeable and can switch freely between fast attacks and stealth ambushes: in direct attacks, the shadow dance technique is often used to allow him to easily achieve his goal; in ambushes, powerful and unexpected tactics are often used. After analysis, the contestants average and maximum attack frequency are ranked first in the Earth District. His movement speed is ranked in the top three, and if he uses the special technique sh, he may be the fastest assassin contestant in history. . Goddess: Wow! How amazing, Daddy! The official evaluation for Daddy is so high! The audience expressed: In fact, there arent that many people in the Earth District, and the value of the awards obtained there arent as high as those in other districts, but anyone who can be confirmed as a god is absolutely not easy to deal with... Are you new here? After killing the fire demon just now, is there anyone that dares to say Odin is easy to deal with? Word! My god! Such an amazing assassin has only participated in the districtpetitions! I dont believe it, I dont, I dont! Hes definitely that type of outsider who has lived in seclusion for many years and only just thought ofing to participate in thepetition, which is why hes only just entered the provincialpetition! As the audience chatted, Goddess casually clicked on an animated image on Odins personal official page. Then, the audience watched along with Goddess and saw that animated image of the War God taking off his mask. Goddess: ...... Audience: ...... Two secondster. Goddess: ... Oh!!! Everyone: ... Ah!!! Goddess moaned and said, Daddy! Daddy, do you ܳfans? As he spoke, he didnt hesitate to follow Odin while he was still streaming, openly bing one of Lord Fours fans. Goddess even posted on Lord Fours forum while streaming: [ I met the War God today! I fought side by side with him, picking up the sword to cross mountains and seas of fire and going through numerous difficulties and dangers. Seven summoned creatures were called in, and seven were killed, and we finally fought together to kill the powerful fire demon lord! ] Lord Fours fans replied to him: Original poster, wake up. Your saliva is dripping onto your Lord Four posters. Another person who dreamed of being on the same stage as Lord Four... Tsk tsk, our Lord Four really inspires people to sin! Lord Fours fans didnt know that he was one of the Third Star Provinces top professional yers, Goddess, and took turnsing up tough at him for being crazy. Goddesss fans knew otherwise, but they had already collectively fallen silent: ...... Fans: Goddess, could you possibly be any more shameless? After being chased by the fire demon for most of the match, you were ultimately stepped on by Daddy Odin right at the endCCwas that what you meant with your fight side by side and work together?!!! happy new year everyone! Ch68 - Burning Burning Burning

Chapter Ch68 - Burning Burning Burning

trantor: xiin editor: kara Goddess never managed to obtain a reply from Odin. There was no refusal or approval, and it became a constant pending case. What was more, nobody understood: Why had this ID Odin contestant, who had been confirmed as a god in (the Earth District of) the Second Star Province, run to the Third Star Province to y queued matches? It was fine to y queued matches, but he immediately went and won N matches in a row, each opponent more exaggerated than the nextCCfinally, his match points sent him to the top of the rankings in the Third Star Province! The points of the top three in the Third Star Province were normally as follows: 2693, 2688, 2685, and would drift up and down slightly. In this segment, one would obtain a few points if they won, and drop by over a dozen a time if they lost. Wanting to increase their points wasnt easy at all. After winning against Goddess, who was ranked third, and the points for his winning streak were awarded, Odin climbed up to 2808 while Goddess was trampled straight down to 2669. This was very embarrassing! Arge number of veteran contestants, famous yers, and popr casual yers were allpeting for this matched game ranking, but suddenly, a high score that made people despair fell from the skyCCif he continued to y, his score would gradually normalize, but he simply didnt continue to y. He only left behind a beautiful, serious legend in the Third Star Province. On that day, only ghosts knew what those contestants, who were trying to climb up the rankings, went through. . On that day, Little Vic also knew what Odin had gone through. The old antique master assassin, who had cheerfully finished beating up the fire demon and was feeling a rare moment of real joy, suddenly realized somethingCC Wait a moment, hadnt he decided to only fight one match? Had it already been three hours??? Tyron immediately went offline. But it was already toote. He saw an expressionless Vic sitting in a chair, looking at him very, very quietly. The two of them locked gazes and faced each other. Tyron: ... I can exin. Little Vics expression didnt change as he said tly, Male god, youre very cute. Tyron: ...... Little Vic: I did this kind of thing too when I was little. Did you know? If Mommy caught me sneaking onto the inte, she would lock me in between two doors and let me learn the meaning of a dilemma. She said that next time, she would clip me between two doors and hang me upside down off the balcony so that I can learn the meaning of being unable to move a single step, so I never did it again... Ah, the old antique master assassin suddenly felt a chill go up his spine. Tyron coughed, and in order to recover the dignity of an elder, he said, In fact, I encountered some unexpected things and didnt expect time to pass by so quickly. Little Vic: I also told my mommy that when I was little. Mommy said that it was the virtual reality time rtivity invented by the StarNet. Tyron: ...... I dont understand. The old antique finally experienced the malice of the great interster era. . Tyron went over and squatted down, smiling at Little Vic as he said, Stretch out your hand. Just looking at that tilted head as Tyron tried to intentionally act cute made Victor go weak! Fortunately, he had foresight! He was sitting in a chairCChe couldnt feel it if his legs went weak, nor could he easily be pressed up against a wall. What great foresight! Victor hesitatingly extended his hand. Tyron took his hand and kissed the center of his palm. A kiss! His eyshes also brushed over a few times, and Victors hand felt especially itchy! Victor nearly shivered, watching as Tyron lifted his head. And then, Tyron said, That was a slip of the tongue just now. Its not a fire demon, its an incubus. Victor: ...... A shot straight to the heart. K.O. . His entire person felt weak, ah, he seemed to be flying up into the sky. Victor couldnt sit still at all. He reached out to wrap his arms around Tyron and couldnt help but hug him tightly as he said, Im done for. My chest is numb... hurry and check to see if its a problem with my heart? He was like a child who was reluctant to part as he wrapped himself around Tyrons neck and rubbed against him, acting as though hed just been bullied. The master assassin couldnt handle this childs spoiled and charming attitude and couldnt help but pinch his face to bully him for real, Lie down t, and Ill check? Little Vic: ??? Tyron nibbled on his earlobe andughed as he said, Ill not only check on your heart, I can also check to make sure other ces are functioning normally. Victor: ...... So, so dirty! This time it definitely isnt my thoughts that veered off. Youre definitely doing it on purpose! Tyron: I can perform this check from a normal position, or I can do something unconventional. I can use my bare hands, or equipment and tools. Of course, I will alsomunicate with you verbally on how to cooperate... He looked proper, serious, and dignified. Victors face was red all the way to the base of his neck. He tugged at his cor but didnt feel any cooler and could only say, I can also do it! I can instruct! And check! Tyron startedughing, his chest shaking, and then, he spoke defiantly through hisughter, Fight me for it? Ill let you make a move first. Victors emotions suddenly surged up, temptation taking over. He really wanted to tear off the others clothes and put this evil male god in his ce! . Suddenly, someone elses voice came faintly from the doorway: I can also perform checks. Victor: ...... The person whod spoken was the family doctor. He came in through the door and spoke expressionlessly, Mister Victor, ten minutes ago, you told me toe here immediately to check on Mister Odin. You also said that hed stayed in the virtual world for three hours, and you were very worried about himCCI thought that it was a very serious situation and rushed over by car. Victor was like a student whod been caught cheating by a teacher. He immediately stood up straight, his face still red, ... So-sorry, doctor! W-w-w-w-we were just ying around! The doctor gave him a dead fish eyes look and said coolly, Lie down. Who needs to be checked over? Victor: ...... Tyron was amused and stood up, cing his hand on Victors shoulder as he said to the doctor, Alright. Do a cardiovascr examination. Tyrons inner thoughts: Im the only one who can tease Little Vic. . The family doctor had been called over by Victor out of the blue and had run over only to be abused like a dog, leaving his heart full of grief. After performing a routine examination, he took a little blood and recorded everything down before saying, Theres no problems from surfing the inte just now. Your nervous system is very healthy, but I can see that your arm muscles are a little overworked. Have you done any vigorous exercise in the past two days? Tyron said, Once or twice in the morning. Using sh to warm up. Doctor: ...... Morning? Vigorous exercise? The doctors anger increased by another level! He spoke gravely, You young people dont understand restraint at all! What will you do when youre no longer young in the future? Youre so focused on being mischievous right now, but what if something happens? Are you going to ignore your future happiness?! Victor understood instantly! Tyron was still thinking about sh, and so, when he heard this, he replied, Is that not allowed? I also wanted to teach him. Last time, he didnt learn it all, and his feet were in the wrong position, I always felt rather regretful... Victors entire face was red. He stretched out his hand to clutch at Tyrons coat so that he would quickly stop talking. Victor stammered as he tried to exin, Its n-n-n-n-n-not like that, doctor... listen to me exin! Doctor: ...... The doctor was expressionless as he pulled out his cell phone. Passionate music rang out from the phone, Burning, burning, burning, burningCCburnCC!! Once again, Victor understood instantly, ...... The old antique Tyron, who didnt understand memes: ??? Doctor: Sorry, my hand slipped. . The family doctor was so battered and heart-sore that he closed his doctors case with a loud bang and walked out like a robot. Victor was still sitting in his chair and spoke in a daze, I keep feeling like Ive done something bad and wronged him a lot... Tyron was still smiling as he bowed his head to kiss him, I forgot just now. I have something to talk to him about, wait a moment. Victor nodded and watched as Tyron went out. After a while, Victor finally came back to his senses: Was the matter of him sneaking online finished just like this?! No way! Victor called out to the AI housekeeper, Athena, and said, Athena! Come out and adjust the permissions! Athena: Yes, master. Victor: In the future, when Im away, Mister Odin is strictly prohibited from going online. Every time he tries, you must record it and inform me! Athena: Yes, master, heeheeheehee... Victor: What are youughing about? Athena: Mister Odin kissed you just now. Its like youve licked the icing and are now tossing back an empty shell... Victor: q(s^t)r Who asked you to talk?! . On the other side, Tyron chased after the family doctor. The two of them met at the door. As soon as the doctor saw that it was Tyron, his eyes turned back into dead fish eyes. What else can I do for you, Mister Odin? Tyron began, It was inconvenient to talk about it just now, but regarding the Phoenix Empiresw for the consciousness projection operation, does it say that you can apply for a new citizenship? The doctor replied, There arews, but they only apply for citizens of the Phoenix Empire. If you start going through the immigration formalities now, it will require three full months before you can apply... Tyron meditated for a while. Unexpectedly, the doctor continued, It seems that you dont know what Victor has been up to over the past week? Tyron raised his eyebrows, Indeed. Hes been hiding from me. The doctor said, Oh, hes probably shy. Its like this, theres a foundation that provides free funding for consciousness projection operation for terminally ill patients. Victor has just injected a sum of money into the foundation under his personal name in order to expand their scope. Their foundation is now bing well-known online and is calling on the parliament to consider following the example of the Phoenix Empire and try out a New Citizens Act within the Chaoyang Alliance. Tyron paused for a moment, then said, Hes doing this for... The doctor said, In order to give you the freedom to choose between joining the Phoenix Empire or staying in the Chaoyang Alliance. Tyron heard this and said, I see. Thank you. . After the doctor left, Tyron stood at the door and sighed helplessly before smiling and going back to have dinner with Victor. The most convenient way to apply for citizenship in the Phoenix Empire was... to get married. Victor seemed to have noticed that he had no ns to get married in the short term. However, Victor probably didnt realize that Tyron hadnt nned on getting married in the short term because he didnt want him to think that the proposal was for the sake of obtaining citizenship in the Phoenix Empire. It had nothing to do with that at all. Ch69 - The Little Train Is Here...

Chapter Ch69 - The Little Train Is Here

trantor: xiin editor: kara the majority of this chapter is NSFW (in the sexy way)~ dont say i didnt warn you! -xiin By the end of this month, the provincial levelpetitions for the Chaoyang Alliance A-League would begin. Of course, Odin had also received an e-mail regarding thepetition from the Second Star Province, so it was now time to finish his recuperation and vacation and return to the Second Star Province in order to participate in the provincialpetition. The provincial and districtpetitions differed in one way, which was that for the provincialpetition, it was required for the contestants to physically be at the official location in the real world. This was not because the provincialpetition was putting on airs but rather because the contestants in the provincialpetitions came from different star districts and the physical distances involved were veryrge, making it likely thatwork dy and instability would ur. Conventionalmunication methods were unable to exceed the speed of light, so if the contestants from two opposing districts of a Star Province yed against each other, the dy could be counted in years... Of course, it was impossible topete under such conditions. Using ultra-light speedmunication was expensive, and long-term stability couldnt be guaranteed. The military also expropriated the civilianmunication channels often, especially when the situation was urgent. Although many people had protested against this, it hadnt had much effect. Therefore, other than some special cases or certain pre-approved yers, all other contestants were told to report to the Second Star Provinces A-League officialpetition. Thepetition for the Second Star Province had originally had an official name, but as everyone only called it the provincialpetition star, its name was gradually forgotten as time went by. The provincialpetition star wasnt very big. Its diameter was about 60% smaller than Earth, and it had been artificially terraformed. 60% of the was ocean, and there were five artificial inds that were used for each sub-group of the provincialpetition. A tform in the sea dedicated to the finals was set up in the middle of the five inds. The Second Star Province was arge star province. It included a total of fifteen star districts including the Earth District. Each sub-group consisted of three districts and were split into A, B, C, D, E sub-groups. An elimination system was used to determine promotion within the sub-group. In other words, there were five sub-groups in the provincialpetition, each covering three districts. Every district had five spots in thepetition, adding up to a total of 75petitors within the entire provincialpetition. Elimination in the sub-group was based on the BO3 system, and the four remaining contestants from each sub-group would enter the semi-finals. Generally, there would be 24 contestants in the semi-finals (after counting the contestants from the losers revival bracket), and they would continue to use the BO3 system to determine the top eight. The top eight would enter the finals, which used a point system and would be exined in detailter on. The five participants for the provincialpetition from the Earth District had already been announced. Other than Odin, two of the remaining four contestants were previous district champions, and the other two were contestants who had suffered defeat during the previous nationalpetition and returned topete in the provincials. Other than these five participants, the A-League officials of the Earth District had also sent a team of staff to follow the yers. This included: a coach, twopetition advisors, a dietitian, a tour guide, a trantor... and so on. Of course, with the exception of Odin, each of the other four contestants also had a personal coach. The coach who had been assigned by the officials had been rubbing his hands together in glee, thinking that he would have a chance toe into contact with the legendary War God Odin. ... However, it was fruitless. It had already been a month since hed prepared dozens of autograph papers, but he hadnt seen a trace of the person at all! In fact, this was very normal. After all, the coach didnt know that Tyron was recovering in the Third Star Province after undergoing surgery. When the opening ceremony for the provincialpetition was about to begin, the doctor finally informed the two of them that the observation was over. The new body was in very good condition, so the ban was officially lifted, and he could now try to exercise his muscles! Tyron finally packed up and took off with Victor to return to the Second Star Province. This trip was different from how theyd left. They returned on a private spaceship and didnt rush by traveling at ultra-light speeds. They instead travelled like they were on their way to sightseeing in the Second Star Province. Originally, the two of them had been very low-key and hadnt had any requirements for the spaceship. However, Victor was still the Second Star Provinces Deputy (provincial level) Governors son. Hed been caught on camera by the reporters as they left, and the news had entered the tabloids. After that, the owner of the spaceship theyd rented realized Victors identity and reced their original transport with a super-luxurymercially-manned spaceship as an apology for not doing a good job with confidentiality. The ship covered an area of seven square kilometers, equivalent to an entire West Lake. Additionally, artificial hot springs were also installed in the ship. After seeing the brief introduction stating that mineral hot springs were good for the body, Victor agreed. And then, they went to take a dip in the hot springs together. Like most interster people, Victor had plenty of theoretical life experience but wascking in actualbat experience. The most fatal point was that he was shy, very shy. This led to Tyron particrly enjoying teasing him, mischievously slowing down the pace and kissing his corbone while asking intentionally, Can I continue touching? Victor: ...... Tyrone: Can I kiss you wherever I like? Victor: What are you asking for!!! Why are you asking!!! Youre saying it like I can actually disagree!!! Tyron chuckled as he opened up the lubricant, cing some on his palm before stroking Victors naked chest and smoothing it out. Then, he pinched one of Victors nipples, rubbing his lubricant-coated index finger around it in circles before quickly flicking back and forth with his fingernail. It was a very novel feeling. Victor couldnt resist calling out abruptly, his arms wrapping around Tyrons neck. He couldnt help but say, Dont tease, okay... He was about to burn up from shyness. You need to rx a bit. Tyron spoke as he continued to slowly y with his inexperienced lover. His other hand stroked over the back of Victors shoulder, pressing him to lie face-to-face against his own shoulder. Victor felt Tyrons hand caressing back and forth across his back like he was admiring something, unwilling to skip over any part of it. He gritted his teeth and bowed his head,nding several chaotic kisses on Tyrons neck. Tyron was tickled by his kisses, finally turning over to press him down on the bed. He smiled as he said, Stop messing around and lie there properly. Child, its your first time. I can teach you a little more. As he spoke, his index finger that was still stained with lubricant slid gently from Victors chin to his Adams apple before sliding down his chest, finally making its way slowly across his abdomen and drawing small circles to tease little Victor. At that moment, Victor couldnt control his trembling. His eyes were closed tight, his eyshes quivering bashfully. That kind of kiss was different from all the other times in the past! It was hot, unrestrained, and not gentle at all. It was as though Tyron wanted to take over everything in Victors mouth and suck out his soul! Kissing alone suddenly made him feel pleasure that made his scalp tingle. A burst of excitement rose up in his chest, and he reached out to wrap himself around Tyrons neck. Even when he felt slightly suffocated, Tyron still refused to let him go. Tyron kissed him until his entire body tingled and he could no longer move while Tyrons hand became more vigorous, hot as it stroked and kneaded his sex, using just the right amount of lubrication to make his movements more flexible and effective. Victor only felt a burning pleasureing from that ce, sending every inch of his nerves trembling as sensation rushed to all four limbs; he couldnt help but tense up his waist, instinctively wanting to twist it. He wanted to open his mouth to gasp, but he was still being kissed. Amidst this near-suffocating experience,yer uponyer of pleasure numbed his nerves, and Victor suddenly struggled slightly. Tyrons hand gently removed itself from the front of his arousal, his thumb rubbing gently against the sensitive slit and making Victor groan a little uncontrobly; Tyron even purposely mixed the pre-cum that had seeped out with the lubricant, his strokes alternating between quick and slow. When Victor was so aroused that his body curved slightly in pleasure, Tyron would deliberately move his hand to the valley beneath and wait for him to cool down before beginning to toy with him once again. This skill had already exceeded Victors expectations. He struggled slightly, unable to bear any more, and finally broke away from the kiss that set him on fire, gasping for breath. By this time, he could already hear the sounds of stickiness along with his own incredibly erotic gasps. Tyron bowed his head to lick his ear,ughing in a low voice as he said, Bear with it. Then, Tyron separated his legs, lifted two fingers, and used the lubricant on his hand to gently rub against his back hole, finally pushing his way in and exploring slowly. Wu... Victor couldnt help but moan quietly. His body writhed from the sensations, but his waist was already helplessly soft from Tyrons previous caresses, and he couldnt put up any decent semnce of resistance. Tyron was both patient and skillful as he tried to stretch him, soon managing to rx him a little, allowing his two fingers to smoothly enter and withdraw from the warm passage. Instead of rushing to continue stretching him, Tyron slowly prated and pulled back, letting him get ustomed to the dull pain and feeling of fullness inside him. At the same time, Tyrons fingertips twisted flexibly and soon found a spot that made Victor shudder. Ah! This time, Victor instinctively let out a whimper, his entire body shuddering suddenly. He clutched at Tyrons powerful arm with one hand and cried out in a low voice, Slow, slow down... I... I cant stand it... Tyron lowered his head and kissed him, sucking his tongue and teasing him yfully for a moment. But his hands refused to stop, a third finger probing in to see how well-stretched he was even as the finger that was already pressed against his prostate stroked gently. Dont... ah... dont keep... mm... Victor began to wail, his legs trying to press together in vain, his belly tense, his hard member that was swollen from desire squeezing out a few drops of sticky liquid. His hand reached down vaguely to clutch at Tyrons mischievous hand as though wanting to stop him from continuing, but he couldnt muster up the strength. Tyron used his other hand to grab at his wrist, pressing it back down over Victors head, and said, Rx. Even as he spoke tenderly, Tyron pressed three fingers in deep, mimicking the rhythm of sex before stopping deliberately at that sensitive spot and cruelly curving his fingers. Aaahh!!! ... Hah... ah!... Victors entire body jerked almost immediately, the strong pleasure making him want toe right away. He couldnt hold back his moans, the muscles of his thighs spasming slightly, caught up in extreme pleasure and lust. However, because he wascking that tiny bit of stimtion from having his organ stroked, by the time Tyrons fingers withdrew, he was still stuck in that powerful, full, and intense pleasure. If he was given any additional stimtion at this time, even just a light touch on his arousal, he would definitely be able to shoot... Tyron didnt allow him toe like this and even pressed down on his wrists, letting him writhe impatiently until his entire body was filled with desire, endlessly and restlessly shifting. Then, Tyron gently raised his hips and slowly inserted his own arousal. Victor whimpered quietly, his passage contracting from the sudden contact with Tyrons burning manhood. He was too tense, making it difficult for Tyron to even enter. Tyron rubbed back and forth against his entrance for a moment before finally squeezing in with the help of the lubricant. He wasnt in a hurry, and it took him a long time to slowly insert himselfpletely. In the process, Victor was already making slight gasping sounds, crying out intermittently, No, no... ah... wait! Yes. Tyron slowly inserted himself fully, and because he felt the passage timidly tightening around himself, he narrowed his eyes and bowed his head to bite Victors corbone before moving down to gently nibble at the red beans on his chest, saying, Rx, I dont want to hurt you. He reached for Victors manhood and discovered that his body actually seemed to enjoy a little pain, because little Victor was still very excited and seeping a little liquid. As soon as Tyron reached out to stroke it, it instantly twitched excitedly against his hand, and its master also began to gasp impatiently. His warm back hole contracted as though wanting to swallow and suck. Tyron grazed his little fangs against a nipple, turning it pitifully red before whispering quietly to Victor, Bad boy. WahCCCahCC!! Victor took a sharp breath, his body bowing slightly, but he was wrapped up in Tyrons embraceCC Tyron started to pump his hips, pressing up against the deepest point. Victor was still not used to the full feeling of being invaded. He felt as though a fiery object was pushing and pulling out of him; the cruel tool of torture seemed to squeeze into the deepest part of his body. Every time, it seemed to want to push against the resistance of his internal organs and even grinded against him twice in dissatisfaction before pulling away again. Slow... ah! ... Slower... I... Victor trembled, his sentences were broken apart, and he soon fellpletely into a state of confused lust, whimpering and losing his words. Tyron wasnt anxious. He hugged Victor and lifted up one of his legs so that Victor changed positions from lying on his back to lying on his side and made it easier for Tyron to push himself in deeper. This position made Victor feel even more. He whimpered as he gasped for breath, clutching the bed sheets tightly with one hand, his back arching slightly from tension. Tyron licked at this hollow and bit down gently on Victors back. CCLike a wild beast holding onto his prey. Then, all of a sudden, Tyron began to thrust fiercely. Victor hadnt yet recovered from his previous gentleness and thus immediately lost his mind from the powerful thrusts. A strong, terrible wave of pleasure suddenly rose up from his tailbone, almost drowning him in arousal. Tyron pulled outpletely, then pushed in fully, and the sound of liquiding out of the passage was sticky and loud. He was also able to hit Victors most sensitive spot with great skill. This incredible stimtion felt totally different from that of fingers. It was fiercer and more violent, and it seemed to drive Victor to the peak every time... Ah... Ah... Victor gasped intermittently in time with Tyrons movements. He arched instinctively, his manhood already so hard it couldnt possibly be harder, a trickle of liquiding out of the top and sticking to the sheets. He struggled to move his hand to touch his sexual organ, all the thoughts in his mind focused oning. He couldnt focus on anything else, and if he couldnt touch himself to let it out, he would soon explode... However, Tyron pressed down on his wrists and deliberately ignored his front ends desire toe. The rapid and fierce pumpingsted for an unknown amount of time. Victor was already no longer able to hold back and was letting out sobbing gasps as he whispered, I, cant anymore... ah... wah! ... let mee... Tyron hummed under his breath, the slight gasping turning his voice even more maic, but he then followed with, Dont be in such a hurry. He continued to prevent Victor from touching his sex as he propped Victor up and arranged him to sit down on himself. Victors eyes were unfocused as he leaned on Victors shoulder and gasped, Ah! ...Too, too deep... uh... mm.... Tyron held his hands behind him, kissing him on the cheek in aforting gesture before saying, Move and give it a try. Victors thighs trembled as he slowly sat up bit by bit, but he soon sat back down again, exhausted, his voice choked as he pleaded quietly for mercy, I really cant... In order to please Tyron, he began to kiss him indiscriminately again. His arousal was sandwiched between their bodies, quivering as abundant liquid leaked out from it. Tyron held him up by his waist and slowly inserted himself several times in this position that allowed him to enter the deepest ce. Every time he pushed in, he could see Victors sex follow suit and leak out a little liquid. Very soon, it became wet, messy, and extremely pitiful. Tyron reached a hand out and gently pinched the head. Victor shivered and arched instinctively, his head resting on Tyrons shoulder as he gasped for breath, Ah... ha... Tyron was only thinking about it and didnt let him taste any sweetness. He only said rather helplessly, Youre too weak physically. What if you cant bear it a second time? Its better to endure for now. He reached out and flicked the little fellow, causing Victor to abruptly raise his head and suck in arge breath of air. I... ah... make me... even messier... a bit... wu... you can... thrust until Ie... Tyronughed deeply and said, Well try it. Victors eyes gradually filled with tears, but he didnt feel it at all. All of his senses seemed to be focused on the ce where he was connected with Tyron. That kind of satisfaction, even if it was sour and full, made a person feel enough pleasure to go mad. Hurry... hurry up... He began to plead. Tyron was like an experienced hunter. After teasing him to the limit, he refused to give him any relief, hanging him on the peak and hovering there until every inch of his nerves seemed to slowly learn how to feel this ultimate pleasure. Such pleasure had already transcended all of Victors previous experiences and seemed to constantly squeeze the limits of his tolerance for pleasure, but it still wasnt enough for him to learn how to reach a climax using his back hole for the first time. This kind of feeling of being in the midst of an erotic hell, of being at the door but unable to enter, made Victor cry out dejectedly. Every time he grew overly excited, the inside of his body would tense uppletely but after a brief period of getting lost in his senses, he would fall back to his previous helplessness. After going back and forth several times, Victors mind was already in a mess. He groaned tearfully, Ah... I cant anymore.. I... Tyron knew what condition he was in and slowed down slightly, bringing him to the edge of the bed before sitting down again. Because he never pulled out during the whole process, Victor was stimted several more times from the movements. At this time, Victor was finally able to gasp for breath and feebly lean his head back onto Tyrons shoulder. He cried out in a hoarse voice, How can this feel so pleasurable... Tyron picked up the nutrient solution from the table and fed Victor a little bit of it, mouth-to-mouth. Victors tongue was a little swollen after having been sucked on so many times. When he swallowed, a little bit of the nutrient solution leaked out from the corner of his lips and slid down his sweaty neck to his abdomen. Youre too tight. Tyron bit his earlobe and slowly rubbed his small fangs over it, then said, Dont keep tensing up, rx. He began to move again slowly, gently, leading Victor, who was sitting on top of him, to move up and down rhythmically. Mm... ah... Victor began to gasp again, his stomach and buttocks taut with a desperate desire for more intense stimtion, his movements eager and chaotic. Tyron reached out and pped him twice on his rear, Youre such a bad boy, eating so anxiously. He circled both hands to Victors front, one hand entering Victors mouth to asionally pinch his tongue or y around in his mouth that was still panting for air; the other hand was on Victors chest, pinching his hardened nipples and carefully tugging on them. Then, Tyrons tongue pressed against Victors right ear and messed up his hearing. Victor gasped uncontrobly, groping helplessly behind him as though wanting to break free from this terrible sense of invasion. However, Tyrons movements were precise and steady, and Victors body soon turned soft. He felt that every sensitive part of his body was under attack, the pleasure not only overwhelming every part of his body but also bing more and more violent and intolerable with the fixed rhythm, making all of his senses yearn for and expect each and every stimulus. Tyron said, Yes, thats right, good boy. Victor moaned unconsciously, his waist gradually swinging with the rhythm, his back passage clenching and twisting with each deep thrust, praying for the next wild wave of pleasure to arrive. He gradually learned to cooperate skillfully with Tyrons movements, making Tyrons pumping action smoother, allowing him to reach that sensitive ce more urately, and letting the pleasure take over his body and mind once again. Tyron knew that Victor had figured it out and then began to concentrate on trying to achieve the goal. First, he opened up the closet door that faced them, allowing the mirror to reflect their two figures, then deliberately forced Victor to cry out loud. Tyron picked him up to stand in front of the mirror, grabbing his hands and telling him to hold on carefully. Victor opened his eyes and saw that he was standing naked in front of the mirror, his body red all over and his arousal, which had been hard for a long time, still leaking that sticky liquid. The root of his thighs were red, and there were trails of liquid streaking down the inside of his legs all the way to his kneesCCthat itchy sense of shame made his knees go soft, and he almost knelt down. Tyron held him up, then picked up one of his legs and forced him to widen his stance, revealing what was happening to his backside in the mirror. Victor shuddered and cried out in a whisper, Dont... ah! ... Uwahh... Tyrons movements were quick and fierce. He thrust in all the way, unapologetically bumping over his sensitive point and staying there almost cruelly before shifting angles, using the hardest part of himself to poke at the spot again. Victors muscles were tense; his neck tilted back instinctively; his hands clutched at the edges of the mirror as he cried, No... wah... please... ah! Ha... Tyrons hot breath sprayed over his neck, and he reached for Victors right hand, forcing him to feel the hole in his lower body. Victors eyes were red. He bowed his head, looking down, and was able to experience, both visually and physically, that he was being prated deeply. Shame and pleasure made him feel hot all over, and his moans changed with the beginning of his copse. Victor gasped for breath, the powerful feeling ofing starting from the back of his body and causing his arousal at the front to twitch endlessly. Even though he didnt often brush up against the mirror, he still managed to smear liquid all over the cold ss. Even this kind of stimtion left him so sensitive that he trembled all over. He wailed, I... please, begging you... ahh! ... I want toe... I... ah.... Tyrons voice was deep and low, Just a little more thrusting until youe, hm? He reached around Victors narrow waist and flipped him over so that the mirror was pressed up against his back. Then, he practically picked Victor uppletely. Victors back was against the mirror, his legs unable to touch the ground, and his entire body weight was pressed down on that unbearably vulnerable part. He was almost forced to tears under the impact. He wrapped himself around Tyrons neck and felt himself being kissed again amidst the chaos. The kiss was beyond his imagination, sucking away all his oxygen, his thoughts, and his soul. Victor let out a sticky groan and writhed instinctively in Tyrons arms. Tyron continued to thrust fiercely into him, holding onto his waist as the kiss continued. The rapid and continuous fiery pleasure took full control of Victors mind in an instant. Mm... mm!! ....Mm!! Too much pleasure, too much lust. It seemed that he would be able to reach the peak right away every time he was entered... Amidst this suffocation, Victor was wrecked and thought to himself, No more, Im really going toe, Im going to die... ahhhhhh! Tyron once again pressed up against his sensitive point and viciously thrusted up. In that instant, Victor iled suddenly and then immediately lost all his strength. His vision was white, the strong stimtion making his back hole tighten and spasm, and then, the pleasure ofing rode through him like a storm. His unfocused eyes shed tears continuously, and even his cries had turned soundless. Tyron held him up by his hips and continued to thrust gently. A streak of thick semen came out of Victors front end with every thrust, the bell-shaped head throbbing slightly, and he was immersed in his climax for a full several minutes. Tyron slowly exhaled a hot mouthful of air, reaching his own climax and shooting inside Victors body on hisst thrust. Victor leaned back against the mirror, finally able to let out a choked, low cry. His abdomen heaved rapidly for a moment, and a trail of thin liquid slowly flowed down. Tyron picked him up and went back to the bed. He kissed his flushed neck and asked, Are you alright? Victor leaned against him, his thighs still spasming slightly, and whispered, haltingly, I, Im... dead... dead from pleasure. this was actually slotted in as two releases (weds jan 8 & sunday jan 12) but i couldnt figure a good ce to split the chapter and break the flow of the *cough* activities, so the entire chapter was put together into one release. this means that you probably wont get another release this week, but im sure youre all too busy wallowing in Tyron & Vic to notice, right? >///< Ch69.2 - The Little Train Is Here...

Chapter Ch69.2 - The Little Train Is Here

trantor: xiin editor: kara TLN: this part picks up from where they entered the hot springs in the 69.1. the original smut scene was edited out on jj for river crab reasons, so you can consider this the alternative PG version. i rmend reading this part too because it adds more context to the smut from before~ Perhaps because the youth were more vigorous, Victor had a nosebleed on the first night. He didnt even realize when it first began and only thought that he had a shameful runny nose. He quickly turned to look for a towel to wipe it with and was then stunned to discover that it was blood. Startled, he hurriedly tried to plug and stop the nosebleed. Tyron couldnt stopughing. He came over and directly lifted him up, saying, Its too hot in here. Lets go out first. He stepped out of the water with Victor in his arms, returned to the bedroom, and tossed him onto the bed. . Tyron stood by the bed with just a bath towel wrapped around his hips. Ah, pecs, abs, and a mermaid line. Victor had been fantasizing about this scene for a long timeCCa really, really long time! But! Please, nosebleed, could you stop first?! Victor was anxious as he flipped over to the head of the bed and dug out a hemostatic spray from the bedside cupboard to spray onto his nose. Tyron, who was still standing by the bed, found it amusing to watch: This child was so flustered that he didnt even notice that his bath towel had fallen off. Hed flipped over to look for things with his butt exposed to the air. The master assassins inner thoughts: Mm... fine skin, tender meat that could be hurt in a moment of carelessness, tsk. Tyron reached out with bad intentions, quietly grabbed the bath towel from the bed, tugged it away, and stuffed it under the bed. When Victor turned back, he abruptly discovered: He was naked! Nake...d! Where was his bath towel?!!! ...... Two secondster, Victor curled up into a red shrimp and spoke calmly, What are you looking at? Theres nothing good to see. Help me find my bath towel... As he finished speaking, another nosebleed began from his other nostril. . Victor was too shy to even turn his head. What else could it be? Tyron replied, I was worried that youd be swollen from the steaming. Victor: Is anything swollen? Tyron onlyughed and didnt say anything else. He casually set down the spray and said, Eat more vegetables, child. Dont always eat so much meat, or youll suffer. Victor was left at a loss. And then... Tyron reached out like lightning and flicked lightly at little Victor. Victor: ...... After his male god leisurely made his exit, Victor stared dazedly at the water stains left on his bed, then suddenly came back to his senses. Victor: EeeeeCC!! ... The result was that a certain ce on Victor did indeed swell up. . It was easy for young people to be heated. Although Victor only ate fruits and vegetables for the next two days and didnt dare to eat any meat, he was still heated. Every morning, because of being swollen, it was very difficult to go to the toilet, and there was also a delusion of being persecuted. In the evening, he dreamed that hed been powerfully [beepCC] by a certain monster with sexy abs... it continued to be difficult to go to the toilet the next morning. CCThis kind of life really couldnt continue on! CCNo more!! It was time to rise up in revolt!! Overthrow that male god, who teased but remained unaffected!!! After being teased again, Victor finally couldnt bear it anymore and angrily picked up a pillow, smashing it against the wall several times. After assuring himself of hisbat effectiveness, Victor stormed into Tyrons room in his pajamas, pillow in hand. . Tyron was sitting at the head of the bed, reading a book. He turned his head over when Victor rushed in. Even before he could speak, Victor had pushed a pillow onto his face. Tyron: ??? Youre an evil little goblin!! Im here to deal with you!!! In fact, Victor was very nervous. As soon as the adrenaline rush passed, he became nervous, anxious, and excited, his brain full of chaos. He bravely climbed up onto the bed and straddled Tyron. Tyron: ...... The master assassin sat still and allowed him to press the pillow up against his face. He used both hands to close the book, calmly putting it away near the head of the bed. Victor swallowed, tugging apart his belt with one hand as he continued to sit on Tyron. He then groped around to try and pull the quilt away, his movements so nervous that he was unable to aplish his task for a long time. Tyrons vision was blocked by the pillow, but his hands caressed over his smooth legs as he said, Lift. Victor: 0.0 Finally, Tyron was able to rip the quilt away. Victor shivered all over, trembling as he sat back down. This time, it was skin on skin. . Victor didnt know how to proceed. No, it wasnt that he didnt know how to continue, but that interster people had too much learning materials but no practical experience, leaving them easily lost in a sea of knowledge. Tyron asked, You didnt bring anything? Victor stiffened his neck and said, True men do it directly, all the way!! Tyron pondered for a moment, then said, Go to the bedside table and look through it. ... Every bedroom was equipped as expected in this rental spaceship. Victors hands trembled slightly when he pulled out an entire bottle of lubricant. He then asked, How is it done? Tyron: Lie down. He thought for a moment and added, Bring over that bottle of nutrition liquid from the desk in case you cant bear the pain. Victor: ??? . Victor hadnt understood then, but he soon came to understand what he meant. Hed thought that the so-called pain was just Oh, it hurts, it hurts, hurts, hurts, hurts... that it would be alright after a moment, but it wasnt. Actually, it was the Wuwuwu I cant anymore, lets hurry up and finish alright... type of pain. Every time Victor thought that he was going to see heaven, he suddenly found that he was just a little short. That type of joy that went up and down, despite feeling amazing, was also endless. Every time Victor thought that there could be nothing, the truth would inform him: There was more, and it went on for longer and left him more of a wreck. By midnight, Victor couldnt hold up anymore and had finished off the nutrient solution. He cried as he said, Are we really going to finish or not!? Tyron said, Dont be anxious. You wont have enough strength to hold on for the rest of the night if we finish in one go. Victor was particrly devastated. He ced his hand in his mouth and bit it, wailing, Hurry... hurry up... Im going to die... Tyron: No. Victor: QAQ Really going to die, dying from too much pleasure. . Once upon a time, there was a young man who tried to seduce an incubus hybrid. He was 24 years old. Ch70 - The Little Vic Who Was Addicted To Driving

Chapter Ch70 - The Little Vic Who Was Addicted To Driving

trantor: xiin editor: kara When one had a partner who was skilled in driving, they probably shouldnt try too hard to make trouble. Otherwise, they would end up like Victor, charging in majestically only to be carried out with unfocused eyes. Tyron settled him into the bathtub, quietly cleaned him up, wrapped him in a bath towel, picked him up, and put him back onto the bed. Victors expression showed that he was still lost in his thoughts, pale circles under his eyes. He clutched at the towel, then shrunk into a ball on the bed, feeling that the high peak from half an hour ago still hadnt faded away. CCHeavens, when he used to read those learning materials about physiological health, he had never believed that people could possibly feel so good that they would cry soundlessly. Unexpectedly, it was really possible! And! It couldst for such a long time! This was probably the legendary little death. Victor: ... Im basically ready to be a waste... . After a while, Tyron poured a cup of hot milk and ced it in Victors hand. Victor epted the milk, cradled the ss between his hands, and looked at Tyron with an empty gaze. Tyron stroked his face, sighed, and said, Young people should pay more attention to exercise. Your skin is fine, flesh tender, but you cant bear any bitterness. Do you want more water? You are quite dehydrated. Victor didnt even have the strength left to blush. His lips trembled as he said, You, you, why can you, do it... for as long as you like? Its a question of talent. Tyron stated. I can be even more intense, but then, youll be very quick that way, and there wont be much point. This kind of thing isnt about only feeling good at the end. Slow down a bit, and enjoy it for a longer time, hm? His tone of voice at the end of the sentence was so tempting that Victors little heart trembled! Tyron looked fresh and casual as he took care of Victor, then happily went to do his morning exercises. As for Victor, after drinking his milk, hey down like he was a salted fish for an entire day before finally recovering. . ... However, the horror of an incubus wasnt limited to only this. It was to the point where, although Victor was very tired, it was the type of tired that could only be experienced after experiencing the ultimate peak. Therefore, after he recovered, he would be very excited when he thought about it again. CCThat kind of excitement was even more impactful than it had been previously, because he now had the real experience to back it up! The more he thought about it, the more he yearned for it. He felt like he was addicted to Tyron, and if he carelessly let his thoughts wander for even a second, he would fall into happy memories, and then, the craving to try it again would surge up. So, after the first time, Victor once again attacked Mr. Incubus during the night. This time, Tyron was sitting on the edge of the bed, his lips curled slightly with a devils characteristic sly smile. It could be seen from the first time that he was very good at calcting Victors physical strength. Mr. Odin nned very carefully and took every conceivable possibility into ount. Victor removed his sunsses when looking out of the window. He saw at a nce that his face was covered in a red glow. In recent days, hed been living a very satiated andfortable life. He looked out the window again: the endless blue water being buffeted by waves, the light from the lighthouse refracting like scales on the sea, fish and birds of the oceanpeting for space. Victor sighed emotionally, Pure waters are simply beautiful. When I get old, I definitely want to live on a like this for a while. Do you think it would be better to raise a group of dolphins or penguins? He turned his head and waited expectantly for Tyron to answer. In fact, the master assassin really didnt understand what the difference between the two was? However, he did understand how this child thought. Didnt he simply want to raise some pets to gain a sense of authority from being a parent? So, he said, You decide. Victor thought very carefully. Penguin, then. Penguins are more loyal. Dolphins are too... you know. Tyron: Hm? Victor leaned on his shoulder,ughed, then said, Dolphins are the horndogs of the sea. They can hump anything they encounter twice. Theyll look for females, or others of the same sex, or use small fish, tortoises, or sometimes, theyll also get hard with humans... Tyron shook his head helplessly, then suddenly put his hand on Victors shoulder, and pressed him a little closer. Victor: ??? Tyron said, What if you fall into the sea, and its filled with dolphins? You should hold onto me a bit more just in case. . The two of them got off the shuttle andnded on Ind C, which was one of the five indsCCthis years Earth District was in Group C. At this time, it was already evident how much of an event the A-League provincialpetition was. The entire ind had been well-nned. One-third of it was officially designated forpetition-rted facilities, and the rest was contracted out. Every major business had made an effort to build lots of entertainment, shopping, andndscape facilities on the ind, and it was like each square inch ofnd was worth its weight in gold. People felt like they were surrounded by a variety ofmodities no matter where they stood. Not only were there facilities on the ground, but there were also banners, hot air balloons, airships, and even flying saucers in the sky; there were countless sand boats, desert motorcycles, various sunbathing and barbecue party sites on the beaches, speedboats, Ferris wheels, sea submersibles as well as ces where sea dragons (specialty creatures) could be rented. . Tyron and Victor dressed casually, put on their sunsses, andnded in an area with arge stretch of stalls. When they walked outside, Victor saw a T-shirt that he liked disyed in a small handcrafted shop: The T-shirt itself had no design, but on the back were the words I am..., and customers could fill in the rest. A few minutester. The two of them came out of the shop. Tyron had changed T-shirts and was now wearing one with the words I am Little Vics on the back; Victor walked next to him with the words I am Little Vic written on his back. . When they walked out of the beach area and reached the main roads, the temperature-controlled air from the surrounding facilities caused the ambient temperature to cool down significantly. The two of them first went to the registration ce for A-League contestants and signed up, only to be informed that he was one dayte! However, it didnt matter. After all, the opening ceremony for the provincialpetition wouldst for five days, and as long as they hadnt arrived toote, at most, it would only cause them to have to rush through the formalities. The staff took Tyron to obtain thest number te: Group C, Contestant number 15. After obtaining the number te, they immediately went to draw lots to determine his opponent for the first round. While the draw was taking ce, Tyron was speaking to Victor, I heard that there will be someone with no opponent in the first round. If that happens, lets rent a sea dragon and y at the bottom of the sea for two days? Victors eyes lit up, but he then said, Oh, its over. Ive had bad luck since I was a child. Theres no chance of it happening for this draw. Tyron raised his eyebrows and reached in to draw. It was nk. He really hadnt drawn an opponent! p p p... The staff member standing beside him pped, then gave Victor a thumbs-up, Beautiful jinx. Victor replied, Nah. I practiced this skill by saying Its over, its over, I dont want to fail at all before every exam. An old antique, who didnt understand memes: ...... What kind of riddle was this? . There was nothing else they could do. Since hed pulled a nk opponent, the first week of the officialpetition was really unrted to Tyron. So, he simply bought two tickets for the opening ceremony, nning to go and sit with Victor in the audience, eating popcorn while watching the performance match. Additionally, since theyd agreed to rent a sea dragon to y on the seafloor, that was something else they needed to go do. After they finished tidying up their things, they went to the beach that evening and rented a sea dragonCCthis creature wasnt very big and was basically a fish with a tail that was longer than usual. It also had a couples loveseat tied on its back that served as seats. When the sea dragon dived into the sea, a shield would automatically activate in order to protect the passengers and provide oxygen. The two of them charged into the sea, holding the sea dragons reins, and headed in the direction of the sunset that evening. The warm red glow made their faces look soft and velvety. Victor couldnt help but turn his head to stare at Tyron for a long time before leaning in to nibble on his face. It was a real bite! It even left two very shallow teeth marks! Tyronughed despite himself and asked, What are you trying to do? Victor replied very frankly, You look very tasty. CCAh, this child was really naive, and his naivety was really cute. Tyron turned his head and looked back at him for a long time before replying, Thank you. You look very tasty, too. Victor was particrly humble and self-depreciating, No, no. Im not fully baked yet. You look juicy and smart, and its obvious that youre particrly sweet with just a nce, elder... The old antique pondered this for a long time before finally choosing to be childish as well, Youre juicier. Victor: No, you are. Tyron: ... Come and give it a try? Ill let you have one move first. As soon as his voicended, Victor pounced on Tyron, ttening him against the back of the sea dragon. At the same time, the sun went down past the sea level. The rays of the evening sunlight were all gathered deep beneath the ocean. On the surface of the water, where there was a forest of stars from the light and the waves, countless sea dragons raised their heads and trumpeted for a long time before diving into the water one after another. . Tyron discovered that Victor really liked water. When the sea dragon swam along the seafloor, Victor was very excited to see and touch everything around him, and then he would turn back to exin and share knowledge with him: about coral, electric eels, the past and future of mammals in the sea... After that, they rode the sea dragon and stopped beside a rarendform: an underwater hollow. They let the sea dragon rest for a while here. At this time, something embarrassing happened. They suddenly heard someone inside the hollow... who had stopped here to have sex. The mans voice was very passionate, and it was impossible to ignore him. Victor leaned in close and whispered quietly in Tyrons ear, Lets hurry up and go. Tyron found it amusing and said, How about we go in and give it a tryter? No way! Victor instinctively lost hisposure. Then, he thought about it, worried that Tyron would misunderstand him, and continued in a lower voice, I mean, we cant do it here. We can go back... and try it in the hot springs. Tyron: ...... Victor really liked water. Victors ears turned red as he spoke, and he then hurriedly picked up the reins of the sea dragon and directed it to swim away. The innocent sea dragon first looked over at the pair of wild mandarin ducks in the underwater hollow with a pair of dark eyes, then turned its head back to look at the two dog-like men on its back. Finally, it blew out two air bubbles full of grievances, and then obediently swam away. sponsored post C thanks Jessie & Malodi for the coffees! Ch71 - Provincial Competition Opening Ceremony

Chapter Ch71 - Provincial Competition Opening Ceremony

trantor: xiin editor: kara The next day, the two of them went to the central area to attend the opening ceremony for the provincialpetition. The five-day opening ceremony had already been going on for two days. On the third day, other than the program events, there was also a performance match scheduled in the afternoon. The entry ticket read: Old Friend VS a mystery yer. Victor said, It seems like there must be two conditions for this mystery yer. First is that they must be in the nationalpetition and wont need to participate in the provincialpetitions; the second is that they have to havee from the Second Star Province. Tyron wasnt curious at all about this kind of gimmick and said, Just watch it for entertainment. Victors eyes were full of worship as he thought to himself: Tsk tsk tsk, my hubby feels like watching any level ofpetition is just for entertainment!! . The two of them bought a couple of buckets of popcorn just like they were watching a movie, then also took two bottles of coke and went to sit in seats near the middle. After the opening ceremony, the stages for the real and virtual world would merge. In the real world, the stage and the audience from the virtual world would be holographically projected over their heads; in the virtual world, the scene from the real world would also be projected into their environment. It was as though the two sides linked together to form a synthetic sphere, perfectly surrounding the center stage. The center of the venue was a virtual projection. This time, the hosts were four famous stars from the Third Star Province. Their appearances were all special in their own ways, and they were generous with their praise as they introduced the creation mage who had juste up onto the stage: Old Friend. Finally, they announced, Lets invite our mystery guest to the stage! A young man of about twenty-seven or eight came up onto the stage in time with the music. He wore a ssic Robin Hood feathered hat and had a lollipop in his mouth as he waved to the audience. Audience: Ahhhhhhhhhhh! Shrill screams erupted in a sh. Victor tilted his head and leaned against Tyrons shoulder. Tyron reached out and helped him cover his ears. Neither of them recognized this mystery guest. They looked at each other for a while before Victor said, Who is this? Tyron replied, I dont know. Just watch the excitement. Victor responded with an oh, then reached out to grab a handful of popcorn to eat, casually feeding Tyron a bunch while he was at it. . His win rate had only risen and remained high since his rise to fame, and he had made a meteoric rise from the Earth Districtpetition to the National Championship. He won third ce in the National Championshipst year and only lost to the second-ce priest, Jiuzhou, by one point. It had been nine years since he started his career, but he really shot to fame in thest two years and became the pride of the Earth District at the speed of aet. Even with all this, it was moot since Tyron still didnt know of him. . Tyron and Victor sat beneath the stage and leisurely entered movie-watching mode. A performance match was really just a performance with many beautiful moves that made it entertaining and wonderful to watch. However, it wouldnt contain much technical content and was mainly held to satisfy the audiences eyes. After watching for a while, Tyron said to Victor, This mage, Old Friend, is his ranking not very high? Victor took out thepetitions introduction materials and said, Hm, hes not from the nationalpetition. Its said that hes the most favored ck horse this year, the new King, and newly appointed War God of the Tianyi District... Tyron made a sound of acknowledgement, then said, Its quite interesting. Vantico is using about thirty percent of his strength, and this Old Friend is also holding back. He will still be able to pose a threat to Vantico even if he went to the National Championships. I dont agree. Victor said. Youre clearly the new King this year. Tyron replied, Im not a neer. Victor thought about it and agreed: Putting Tyron with the neers was simply bullying others! Which other neer was so rich in practical experience and had such a strong sense of strategy? . By the time the popcorn bottomed out, the show had also hit a high peak. Vantico pulled out one of his famous techniques: scattered kite steps, while urately calcting the range of the enemy mages spell. He entered and left his attack range easily, his movements just enough to stall his opponents attacks. However, the mage, Old Friends hands shifted slightly closer together, fire and water elements gathering in his palms. Borrowing from the water vapor that had been created earlier, the mage yed out a stunning explosion of steam. At this time, Tyron suddenly uttered a hm? sound. Victor was curious, Whats the matter? Tyron replied thoughtfully, This creation spell is a little interesting. As soon as he spoke, they saw that the center of the stage that had been covered in the steam explosion shifted, the clouds of steam forming the shape of a pentagram star on their own. It soon transformed into fireworks before finally disappearing. The audience marveled, Its so beautiful! Coach, I want to learn this magic spell! Does this spell really exist, or is it custom-made? . At this time, Tyron was very certain as he confirmed, Its customized. This is one of the mages own techniques. By now, Victor was iparably curious and asked, You understand magic? I remember that the process for releasing spells is totally different from the principles for using melee techniques. Most melee yers wont understand magic at all... How can I distinguish skills in battle if I dont understand magic? Tyronughed lightly and continued, If you mistake a sharp stab for a fireball at a critical moment, its a problem of life or death. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he was obviously thinking of something in the past from when he was young. This kind of experience was thrilling all the way down to the soul, even if it was only ever experienced once. However, when he spoke about it, it seemed like he was merely mentioning it casually. Victor thought for a moment, then said, Then, there are so many spells. What if you cant recognize them all? Tyron replied, In the past, I spent a long time learning to recognize them all. Now, there are more varieties, so I have to start all over again. Victor was very distressed for his sake, and then, his school bully tendencies acted up again. . After going back, Victor started with researching the creation mage, Old Friend, in order to slowly understand the magic system used in e-sports. As previously mentioned, magic consisted of three parts: chanting, gesturing, and casting materials. Each part was veryplex. And, the spell recognition that Tyron mentioned was a basic skill of any melee ss (even if nobody could really memorize all of it). They needed tobine the first sybles that the mage chanted with the first hand gesture that they used in order to judge which spell the mage was going to release. Victor recorded as he researched: Chanting determined the attributes of the spell, the gesture would determine the structure, and materials could add bonuses. For example, with a fireball skill: There were two fire-attribute chanting parts (6 short segments, total duration 3 seconds); the hand gestures were the two gestures corresponding to cohesion and path; if the casting material dragonfly wings was added, the fireball skill would be able to automatically seek out an enemy. If one wanted to make a customized spell that started with a steam explosion and evolved into a pentagram star: First of all, the mage needed to calcte and generate the amount of fire and water that was required, two chanting parts added up to six short segments, repeated six times to reach the final amount. The mage then needed to build a three-dimensional model for the spell. Water was a dodecahedron while fire was a tetrahedron. They needed to build a stable and effective model based on the model calcted above, then finally choose a series of gestures to express the model. This involved precise numerical calctions, sophisticated equations, and a solid grasp of geometry... If one wanted to add casting materials, then they would also need to factor in chemical equations! Therefore, the fact that mage contestants required the intelligence attribute wasnt something that was said just for fun! In Western fantasy worlds, a persons intelligence value had to reach at least 18 before they could be a formal mage. People often said that geniuses with an IQ of 130 and above only ounted for 1% of the total human poption yet only had an intelligence value of 16. . Victor: .... This is veryplicated! The school bully rolled up his sleeves and took notes with his right hand while writing code on the keyboard with his left. One nightter, he carried a stack of paper and set it down in front of Tyron. Tyron: ...... Victor had his small tail flipped up proudly as he said, Theres not enough time to make a concrete analysis, but Ive summarized the first three sybles and gestures for all spells. By following my list, one can reduce the workload by 80%! Tyron picked up a piece of paper, pondered over the form written on it for a long time, then asked, How long do you think it will take to learn this level of interster arithmetic? Victor replied proudly, 16 years if you start from childhood! Thats why I didnt be a mage. Tyron said. Hed made this decision even though the royal moon elf lineage was one that was very close to magic, and every generation of moon elf kings was a famous master known for their skill in magic... alternatively, it could be said that elves were very qualified to be mages. Half of his blood came from elves, but hed still stepped on the path of an assassin. Victor found this inexplicable and asked, But, but... havent you memorized it all? Tyron was expressionless as he set down the paper and inteced his fingers. He seriously said, I dont like math. I can memorize it, but I. dont. calcte. The incurable little fan in Little Vic thought obsessively: My male god is so frank! So cute! Ahhhhhhhh hes so cute, Im going to die! After he recovered from the cuteness, the hopeless school bully naturally went on to think: Im going to help my male god prepare for thepetition. . The next day, when Tyron opened the door, he abruptly took a step back. He saw that his little fan had changed their room number to: @&*@%@%#%...... There was no doubt that this string of garbled code was exactly how the master assassin saw this mathematical form. Tyron: ...... Tyron walked somberly to the dining area, then saw that there was @[emailprotected]#%# written on top of the refrigerator, and the ingredient list on the drinks had all been covered with ##&%. After a while, Victor elegantly served breakfast and said, The first round of thepetition is starting soon. There are six mages out of the 15 contestants in Group C. Male god, work hard and memorize! Youre not allowed to bezy! Tyron looked down and saw that the tomato sauce on the poached egg on his te had been used to write @#%@%@#%. The old antique master assassin: ...... What happened to my gentle little fan? The one who would blush when poked on the cheek, the Little Vic who would forget to be angry if coaxed just a little bit?!! How could my Vic be so uncute!? Ch72 - Provincial Competition - Elemental Dancer

Chapter Ch72 - Provincial Competition C Elemental Dancer

trantor: xiin editor: kara The first round of the Second Star Provinces provincialpetition ended one weekter. The remaining 8 yers in Group C included 3 contestants from the Earth District (Odin, who had drawn no opponent, was one of them), 3 from the Xian Qin District, and 2 from the Orion District. Odin finally drew an opponent for his first official match. His opponent was a female mage contestant from the Xian Qin District with the ID Geng Chen. She was an elemental dancer. She had previously lost in the National Championships and dropped down to the provincialpetition. Her highest ranking in the A-League was 35th nationwide. Many people felt that she was one of the two strongest contestants in Group C, and many people had already expressed their regret for Odin, who was facing Geng Chen in his first round. (Little Vic: You ignorant mortals q(s^t)r) Additionally, Geng Chens profession, the elemental dancer, was a very rarepound profession that was often regarded as a melee mage. In fact, it was actually quite simr to a melee mage, except for the fact that she didnt attack physically despite being in closebat. The only reason why she was a closebat profession was: her spells all worked best at close range. . Before the match, the two contestants drew lots on the stage. Geng Chen was a rarely-seen female contestant and was very popr within her own Star District. Many males in the audience cheered loudly when she came up onto the stageCCit was said that shed also been given a very high-profile proposal on stage before. However, this reaction couldntpare to the hysterical screams of the female audience that rose up when Lord Four finally came onto the stageCC They were going to die! It had already been two months since theydst seen their War God! Nobody knew what theyd been through over thesest two months! Other contestants would continue to show off and make waves after being confirmed as a God, but why had this iceberg War God disappeared from the scene and refused to show up even during the provincial games? They could only see him in the arena! Even while the fans were crying over Lord Fours iceberg behavior, they were equally fascinated with his coldness. It was worth mentioning that the Earth District was the most sparsely-popted district in the Second Star Province, so the audience base was actually very small. However, many of Lord Fours fans were from the other Star Districts. They had beenpletely stunned by the War Gods heavenly beauty and were no longer able to climb out of the pit; quite a few female fans had never watched e-sports before, but because Lord Fourspetitions were like watching a movie, theyde to watch the live version of the movie directly... . At the same time, the twomentators for the provincialpetition had already turned on their mics. As usual, it was abination of one male and one femalementator: the femalementator was a professional live-broadcast anchor, who hadmentated on somepetitions before. Her speaking style was very bold, and the audience had strongly requested for her to be chosen; the malementator was a retired contestant whod been a coach for several years, had rich e-sports experience, and could make up for some of the shorings of the femalementator. At the moment, the femalementator was saying, The result of the lottery ising out, yes! The first map is a in. This is a very bad map for assassin contestants. Femalementator: Our War God also became famous for his aerialbat though! Malementator: In the final analysis, aerialbat still requires something to support it, if its not a flying machine, then it has to be wings. Unfortunately, this map didnt provide him with any way to fly, so... Femalementator: A grounded phoenix is inferior to a chicken? Lord Fours fans protested right then and there, Youre the chicken! The femalementator apologized immediately, Oh, oh, oh, apologies. Im the finger lickin good KFC chicken! I shouldve said dragons in shallow water will be yed with by shrimps instead! ...... Geng Chens fans also protested, Youre the shrimp!!! The femalementator quickly apologized again, Im sorry, Im sorry! Im a golden phoenix tail shrimp! Malementator: ...... Im hungry now. . By this point, the two contestants were already in the middle of the map. As thementators had just said, this entire map was very t and dry. There were cracks and ravines threading through it that looked extremely scary. These ravines were very deep; deep enough to kill. There was barely anywhere for contestants to stop themselves halfway through the drop, and it was very difficult for them to climb back up. There was an old ginkgo tree on the edge of the cliff, its golden leaves drifting down after they fell. Additionally, there was nothing to block either of their visions, and both contestants could see each others movementspletely. Femalementator: How t! Its as t as my chest! Theres even concave parts! Malementator: Now then, if an assassin contestant wanted to sneak attack, they would basically have to rely on being able to go into stealth right at the start of the match or the deep trenches in the ground. Hed just finished speaking when the countdown ended. As expected, the assassin, Odins figure disappeared. . To be honest, as an elemental dancer, the thing that Geng Chen was most unafraid of was thebination of stealth and a closebat attack. Why? Because, almost all her spells were closebat, wide-ranged attacks! Other professions might be worried that theyd have difficulty finding an assassin when they sneak in close, but elemental dancers really didnt need to worry about it. At the start of the match, Geng Chen drew on the red ribbons around her wrists and ankles and turned in a graceful arcCCelemental dancers were very attractive to watch, because they used their dance moves to rece the casting gestures and perform spells. Using the precious chanting time afforded by the start of the match, Geng Chen released the wind travel spell. A group of invisible hurricanes slowly wrapped around her, and then, her entire body floated up into the air. Then, in order to prevent a possible closebat assassination, Geng Chen slowly rotated in the air andunched one of the most basic spells avable to an elemental mage: Ice Ring. Like most of her other spells, this spell affected everything within a certain range. If the enemy was within a 3-meter radius, they would likely be exposed due to being covered in frost and snow. If they were within 1.5 meters, they would be slowed, and if they were within 0.5 meters, they would begin to take damage. It was absolutely effective in seeing through stealth. This was why everyone said that elemental dancers could resist assassins on t terrain. . However, at this time, Tyron was not as eager to try and gain an early advantage as Geng Chen had expected. He crouched on one of the branches of the ginkgo tree and calmly observed the elemental dancer floating in the air from the gaps between the branches and leaves. The femalementator had obviously done her homework and said, As usual, Lord Four is neither too fast nor too slow and shows the demeanor of a general. Will he choose tounch an ambush this time? Or, execute a frontal attack from an unexpected direction? Both tactics have worked very well... She hadnt even finished speaking when Lord Four finally moved! He fell lightly from the tree like a cat, and instantly changed from an extremely quiet state to one of extreme movement as he leaped out like a ferocious cheetah! The malementators speaking speed changed quickly as he said, Contestant Odin hase down from the tree and rushed at Geng Chen. Its obvious that he has avoided shaking the leaves of the tree, which would have exposed his position. Alright, hes just within horizontal distance of five meters, but theres still a vertical distance of three metersCChe leaped up!!! Odin confidently took off at a 45 degree angle and borrowed leverage from the ground in order to attack Geng Chen head-on! He didnt even have time to breathe when he saw that Odins leap took him just outside the area of effect of the ice ringCC1.502 meters away from Geng Chen. His grasp of strength and angle was urate to the extreme! The femalementator picked up where he left off: sh! After arriving into position, Lord Four directly used sh to get close. Now, lets see if Geng Chen is able to escape Lord Fours first assassination attempt! . In the instant that Tyron entered the ice ring with sh, Geng Chen had already be aware, and her reaction had also been extremely quickCCbut it wasnt fast enough! This was because the sh technique was already almost at the limit of the movement speed that melee contestants were capable of! At that moment, Geng Chen whirled in the air and shifted her metal ankle ring, just in time to sh against Tyrons dagger with a ng. It was just that Tyrons short sword threaded through her red silk dance ribbons at the same time, creating a narrow opening and leaving two wounds on her neck! Geng Chen herself wasnt a meleebat profession. After blocking the dagger with her ankle ring, she didnt stop but instead quickly recovered and made a graceful dance moveCC Her move wasnt finished, but Tyrons short sword had already pulled back. At the same time, his dagger didnt stop at all. It slid across Geng Chens ankle ring, then stabbed three times as fast as lightning! The system determined that this was a five-attackbo made with two weapons, and Geng Chens health bar immediately dropped to 80%! However, she maintained herposure and continued dancing! As she finished her second dance move, the ribbon lingered in the air, and Geng Chenunched a new spell: Eye of the Storm! All of a sudden, the wind around her suddenly shifted from lifting her gently off the ground into a whirling hurricane. The powerful wind buffeted the two yers and caused them to shake in the air. Femalementator: An extremely beautiful assassination! It can be called a textbook approach-andbo attack! Malementator: Unfortunately, he fell into the elemental dancers Eye of the Storm. The storm is the starting move for Geng Chens famous airbornebo! . Almost every spell of an elemental dancer was continuous and attacked a wide area, which allowed them to execute extremely powerful spellbos. Geng Chen was most famous for a set of aerialbo moves: Eye of the Storm (it trapped enemies in the air and prevent them from moving), Ice Shackle (restrained enemies lost the ability to fight back), me Carnival (itbined with ice magic to cause super high damage and simultaneously blow the opponent into position directly above her), Nine Days of Thunder (summoning lightning from the air to attack her current position; the range was very limited, but it would cause damage and paralysis to enemies who were above her). If Geng Chensbo was finishedpletely, some contestants, who had started off with low health, might be sent straight into critical health. Now, she had already finished her starting move. Wild storms surrounded her and her opponent. It was practically impossible for any closebat contestant to escape the control of the storm when they were in mid-air with nowhere to borrow leverage from. They could only be pressured back to the center of the storm by the wind. Along with her low, murmured chants, Geng Chens dancing had reached the next stage: Ice Shackles! Malementator: Last chance! Will he get out of this predicament, or will Odin fall from his earlier advantage straight into disadvantage?! But the question is, how will he get out? Ch73 - Provincial Competition – Elemental Dancer 2

Chapter Ch73 - Provincial Competition C Elemental Dancer 2

trantor: xiin editor: kara How would he get out of this predicament? Under such strong wind pressure in a harsh mid-air environment, one needed a strong discement technique that couldunch fast enough, be powerful enough, and cover enough distance to instantly get out of trouble! The techniques that could meet all of these conditions at the same time were rare, even across the entire world of e-sports. However, Lord Fours sh was one of them! The femalementator was so excited that the words continuous sh were already on the tip of her tongue, just waiting to call it out loud in the next second. However, her cry of sh ultimately never came out. Because, Lord Four didnt use sh. Instead, amidst the raging winds, a tiny, white light that was so slight that it almost couldnt be noticed emerged between his fingertipsCC Steel wire! The malementator shouted, At the start of the match, Odin tied a steel wire to the ginkgo tree. Femalementator: There are many ways to break an aerial control skill. I didnt expect that he would use the most basic one... Malementator: Ayman will watch for entertainment, but people in the industry will watch for skill. The steel wire might look simple, but its actually only there due to a prediction he made before he even began. Just think about it, you havent even started to fight, but Odin already knows what the result of your fight isC-how would you feel? The femalementator went straight to the point, Im sorry, my IQ is too low! . As he spoke, Tyron pulled on the steel wire and was able to withdraw from the center of the storm. At this time, Geng Chen, who was still dancing in the storm, didnt stop at all. The red ribbons on her wrists fluttered in the fierce winds, and everyone could vaguely make out that she had raised her hands to shape a different gesture. As soon as her first move took ce, Tyron abruptly released the steel wire in his hand! In this nearly impossible situation, he changed directions, heading towards Geng Chen once again. When he and Geng Chen passed each other in the storm, Geng Chen had just finished her second gestureCC Shed prepared a channeled spell: the rosefinch fan. A bright red burst of me spewed out of her mouth, scattering countless sparks of fire in the strong wind and covering everything in a cone-shaped area in front of her with a terrifyingly high temperature amidst the strong wind pressure. However, Tyron had dodged even before the spell waspleted! This spell didnt hit him at all! The femalementator shouted, I didnt see wrong this time! Lord Fours godlike anticipation and prejudgment! His ability to read spells and adapt to the circumstances is justCC She hadnt even finished speaking when she saw that the two people caught up in the wind had suddenly changed positions. The spell that Geng Chen had cast was another close-range spell: me Carnival. She hadnt used thebo of storm, ice, and fire in the perfect order, because she had had to use a chant that matched the spin shed executed in order to avoid Tyrons pursuit! The ever-changing spell release andbinations was the thing that gave seasoned mages the biggest headache. In the 0.5 seconds of time before the spell released, this instant reconstruction ability to immediately rebuild the spell was enough to show that Geng Chen was worthy of her position as the top 35th in the national rankings! . This time, the femalementator was able to see Odins sh the way shed hoped! This sh was far more dazzling than what shed seen in the recordings of the districtpetition. It was even more domineering! Tyron used sh from behind Geng Chen, dealing damage even as he left the area where the spell caused the highest damage. After that, he pulled on the steel wire and caught Geng Chenpletely off guard by leaving the stormpletely. The femalementator yelled, Geng Chen never thought that Lord Four would use sh to leave immediately! She thought that Lord Four would act likest time and take the opportunity to cut down her health first! At this point, it could be seen that Geng Chen had actually been preparing the next spell, only to find that the opportunity had been lost. She immediately and decisively stopped chanting. By this time, Tyron hadnded on the ground again, and there was a sh from the steel wire wrapped around his right arm. He reached for the steel wire, then turned around, and pulled on itCC In mid-air, Geng Chens figure suddenly tilted, and the ribbon on her right ankle was disrupted, waves appearing in the originally perfect arc in the air. Malementator: I really didnt expect this! When did Odin catch Geng Chen? . Just now, Geng Chen had resisted Tyrons attacks twice with her ankle ring, but just when shed thought that it was just that, she discovered that shed been wrongCC How could a terrifying assassin, who couldnd seven knives a second, give up on attacking just because the tip of his knife had been blocked by an ankle ring? Tyrons steel wire had actually threaded through her sturdy ankle ring, and when he tugged abruptly, he yanked the unsuspecting Geng Chen out of the air like a bird with its feet tied! Because the movement of her foot was limited, Geng Chen was unable to release a spell during this entire process. The moment she fell, the edges of Tyrons crossed des shed in front of her eyes like lightning! Femalementator: Three-hitbo! Eight... twelve hits! Seventeen hits! Malementator: With closebat melee attacks thatnd like a storm, this contestant is worthy of his fame for his explosive power. Its indeed terrible. . Geng Chensposure was very stable. Other than the 25th ranked Goddess, who hed yed a casual match with before, Tyron had never seen another mage-ss yer who wasparable to her inposure. While the bloody storm was ying out, Geng Chen had already finished dancing a new spell: ice chains! It was precisely the spell shed failed to use previously to trap Tyron. At this moment, instead of rushing to defend, she directlyunched a counterattackCCshe didnt intend to suffer through it and would charge straight on! They were both closebat yers, so theyd see who was scared of who! This time, Tyron didnt dodge. Instead, he struck with Deep Silence in his right handCC It was a stunning sword light! This strike startedter, but it arrived first. It flew lightning fast from half a meter away tond on Geng Chens body. Even as the light shed in the retina, there was already no time to react! This strike was bright and cruel, aiming straight at Geng Chens throat! It wasnt until the system had already judged the series of moves that the malementator finished with, It must be a spell interruption effect! His spection wasnt wrong! This was indeed the assassins killer move when dealing with magesCCthroat slice. If it was aimed urately and damaged the vocal cords, it could interrupt the spell the mage was chanting. With the master assassins vision and experience, no mage could avoid his de from such a close position. . Geng Chens spell casting was interrupted, and she took a critical attack, causing her HP to drop by 50% instantly. However, she could still organize a counterattack! Her chanting was stopped during the third, small, ice-element segment. At this moment, all possible magic spell structures were flickering rapidly through her mind, countless words seeming to shine in front of her eyesCC During this 0.5 seconds, Geng Chen raised her head, spread her arms, and made a beautiful dance move that looked like a sacrifice. Customized spell: Dancing Ice Fan! This time, a breath of ice came out of her mouth, covering everything within her cone-shaped range. The femalementator was clutching her own wrist in excitement as she shouted, Why is it a cone-ranged attack? Thest cone fire spell failed to hit Odin! This technique that Geng Chen reconstructed is very gorgeous, but it doesnt seem to be useful at all?! The malementator frowned, then said, It wasnt a mistake! His voice had just fallen when the ice that Geng Chen spat out gradually filled the air, causing a few stars of light to suddenly sh in the air. And, it was when the steel wires were covered with a light coating of white frost that they transformed from nearly invisible wires into thin, white strands. The steel wire lines criss-crossed through the air, and there were three of them waiting underneath the ginkgo tree! If Geng Chen hadnt been careful just now and had encountered one of them, one could imagine that she would have lost her ability to cast spells for a short time once againCCand when facing a closebat assassin on the ground, being in such a state would be extremely fatal. Even if it onlysted for one second, it might still have been enough to directly determine the victory or defeat for the match. Femalementator: I never, ever expected that Odin would be so terrifying! As early as three seconds into the start of the match, he had already arranged so many things. How much experience is needed for this tactical thinking toe into being? Malementator: Geng Chens caution and her ability to instantly reconstruct skills could be said to have saved her life! . After the steel wires were exposed, Tyron immediately decided to abandon the trap. He could have continued to use the steel wires, but an assassins careful nature told him to never use any trap that had been exposed in front of the enemy even if it could bring about extremely attractive results! He flipped his dagger, then went up to fight with Geng Chen once again. At this second, both yers pulled apart at the same time,nding onto the ground almost synchronously. Then, Tyron spat out an almost undetectable syble from his mouth. Shadow jump! CCHide in the shadows, and then appear in the shadows behind the enemy. It was recognized as one of the most powerful tricks assassins had in their arsenal, and it was the second time that Tyron had used this skill on the stage. It wasnt so much a melee skill as it was a special type of spellCCbecause it used supernatural forces. Assassins needed to prepare a syble. It was like the stealth skill or a mages instant-cast spell, and it required 0.5 seconds of chanting before the spell activated, and the yer entered the shadows. And, top-tier mages such as Geng Chen could also read spells! Even if it was only a 0.5-second-long, instant cast, single-syble spell, it was still possible to read it! . At this moment, Geng Chens pupils suddenly contracted. She had already recognized that it was shadow jumpCCan assassins trick that was absolutely deadly when used at a critical moment. In the face of possible death, she raised her hands and performed a move at the fastest possible speed: eye of the storm! Malementator: When faced with shadow jump, Geng Chen chose to use her signature wide-range skill, eye of the storm. It seems that shes ready to lose a little health for the sake of making Odin enter a passive state again. This is a very wise choice. As long as she has the chance tounch even a single wave of counterattacks, it would be difficult for the squishy assassin to survive under the next onught! However, he wasnt able to finish his analysis. Tyrons figure emerged slowly from behind Geng Chen like a shadow deep in the night, killing in the silence. Even his two des hadnt yet detached from the shadows, the edges of darkness ovepped with the des that were positioned in a deadly stanceCC Throat slice! Spell interruption! Critical attack! Ch74 - Provincial Competition – Elemental Dancer 3

Chapter Ch74 - Provincial Competition C Elemental Dancer 3

trantor: xiin editor: kara Two des sliced across and interrupted the spell once again! After being approached by an assassin, having them use techniques in order to continuously interrupt spells was every mages nightmare! It had to be a technique, because all of the systems interrupt skills had a long cooldown, and only techniques could be released without a cooldown. Moreover, this was a very difficult technique to ssify. It was usually described as melee attack uracy, because it was very difficult to continuously and urately hit a mages vocal cords during the course of an ever-changing situationCCif they could achieve continuous spell interruption, then the melee attack uracy could be said to have reached a point where the contestant could attack wherever they wanted with precision. (In traditional online games, this melee attack uracy was basically equal to having a critical hit rate of 100%.) Commensurate with its difficulty, the benefits of such uracy were also unlimitedCC Especially in the face of mages! There were two well-known ways for mage contestants to resist spell interruption or break through the technique: first, use instant-cast spells that only required a single syble; second, use the highly difficult technique skill reconstruction and instantly change the spell to release a different spell with a weaker effect. . Out of all the mages across the nation, Geng Chen was undoubtedly one of the top masters of the spell reconstruction technique! When her eye of the storm was interrupted this time, her health had already been dropped to 30% by Odin! Basically, shed be done for after another attack while Odins health volume was still very healthy! However, her expression didnt change. In the blink of an eye, she formed a new spell: shadow of the wind! The effect of this spell blew the enemies around her outwards with a gust of powerful wind. Malementator: An extremely beautiful counterattack! I dare to say that as soon as Geng Chen saw Odins shadow jump, she was already prepared to be interrupted and took advantage of this to use a wind-blowing skill. Dont forget their positioning at the timeCC CCThey were both standing under the ginkgo tree on the edge of the cliff. When Tyron appeared behind her with his shadow jump, he had the cliff to his back. Geng Chens improvised wind-blowing spell aimed at shooting him down. Femalementator: Ah, contestant Odin has been blown away! However, I feel like he still has something up his sleeve!! Instead of saying that Tyron had been hit by a spell and fell off the cliff, it was better to say that Tyron had also prepared to leap back with his two des crossed in front of him. His clothing fluttered in the wind, his hood covering his cold, dark golden eyes as his figure disappeared into the dark fissure. . The fissure was long and narrow. It was about two and a half meters wide, but it was so deep that the bottom couldnt be seen. Everyone could see that after Odin fell off the cliff, Geng Chen immediately ceased her eye of the storm and once again regained the advantage of flight. At this time, the femalementator said, Odin seems to have no ns ofing up for the time being! Will Geng Chen chase him inside? Should she chase? Would it be a good or bad thing for her? At this time, the malementator exined, They are both closebat yers. There was originally no need for Geng Chen to pull apart. In this kind of narrow space, Odins advantage is that hes gained a ce tounch himself and gain leverage. Geng Chens advantage is that her wide-ranged magic will be more powerfulCCOdin will have no room to dodge her spells. This is fatal for a squishy assassin! Femalementator: So, based on your words, was it a mistake for Odin to choose to continue the fight in the fissure? The twomentators didnt get to finish speaking, because the two yers in the fissure had begun to face off! It could be seen from the directors camera that Odin had already gotten into ce and was waiting to ambush from a certain position when Geng Chen flew into the fissure. Hed been waiting for Geng Chen toe within his range of attack. However, Geng Chen was a contestant from the National Championships and was very experienced, so the first spell she used when she was at the entrance of the fissure was: echo! This was originally a very small spell that only provided three waves of sound in order to detect the surroundings within ten meters. However, it would rebound continuously within the narrow space, and in some specific situations, it could be amazingly useful! This time, it was due to the feedback from the sound waves that echoed off the cliff face that allowed Geng Chen to discover Tyrons location in advance. In the moment that he was exposed, the two yers burst out and attacked at the same time, and an exchange of attacks at very close quarters took ce. Malementator: Ah! Odins ambush this time wasnt a good idea! Its obvious that hed been discovered, but he still insisted on going up to fight. When an elemental dancer is prepared in advance, he will be at a big disadvantage when ites to an exchange in health! Everyone could see that Odins health had dropped to 60% after this exchange. After that, he paused for a moment on the cliff face, then dropped down again, going deeper into another fissure. The femalementator found it very incredible. She couldnt quite believe that Lord Four had fallen to a disadvantage and immediately demanded, Is he baiting her? Is he trying to lure the enemy in? Malementator: What are you thinking!? He didnt even have time to set up anything in a lower area, which is why Geng Chen didnt even hesitate for a second and immediately chased after him. Otherwise, she would have never gone in. If Odin finishes setting up his traps, it will be a bloody ughter arena for Geng Chen! Femalementator: I still stand by the guess that hes trying to lure the enemy in! Malementator: Geng Chen definitely has a chance tounch a counterattack! The narrow space, in addition to her ability to fly, has already changed the bnce of the match! Audience: We love listening to thementators catfight the most! . Geng Chens assumptions were the same as the malementators. She didnt hesitate at all to chase after her enemy. The further down they went, the narrower the space became. After dropping nearly 50 meters, there was now only about a one meter gap between the cliff faces of both sides. It was in this ce that the two contestants broke out into fierce fighting once again! This time, Geng Chens first attack was thest one on herbo list: nine days of thunderCC She summoned a thunderbolt to attack her current position. The range was very limited, but it could cause huge damage and paralyze the enemy at the same time! In this narrow space, this kind of aimed spell couldnt be avoided at all. The malementator yelled, The ultimate move ising! Its going for your life! The shout echoed in the microphone, and everyone saw a sh of light! The femalementator yelled, The War Gods sh! Ahahahahaha, shed prepared for this for so long! And, finally, she had a chance to shout it out! The femalementators voice was twice as loud as that of the malementator! At this moment, everyone heard this yell, and for some inexplicable reason, many people had goosebumpsCC This was because in the field, Odins sh was iparably brilliant. Even the deepest darkness couldnt prevent its light from piercing through everything! . It wasnt just a sh but a sh that interrupted the enemys spell while it took ce! It was to the point where even Geng Chen was stunned for a moment after her spell was interruptedCCshe couldnt have predicted that Odin would be able to make an attack with such high uracy during the instant when he was using such a terrifyingly fast movement technique! Femalementator: What kind of uracy is this!? This is the uracy level of being able to hit a seagull in the air from a supersonic ne, okay?!!! In contrast to her words, what was taking ce in the field was incredibly fast! After the sh interrupted her spell, Geng Chen immediately reconstructed another lightning spell. This also disyed an amazing reaction speed and technical level, but unfortunatelyCC There wasnt enough time! When faced with a second sh, even the reconstruction time of 0.5 seconds was too long! This was because in such a small space, Tyron could borrow force from the opposing cliff walls on both sides. In the blink of an eye, he was able to execute sh at a speed faster than any previous sh hedunched before! After passing his enemy, hended on the opposite cliff in the blink of an eye and started the next shCC With this kind of speed, even if someone could release sh continuously without making mistakes, they would still be unable to respond to the rapid changes in space and direction. This kind of continuous execution of sh was a simultaneous test of the bodys speed, reaction ability, and thinking. It was very difficult, to the point where it was almost impossible to imagine. This wasnt a skill that beginners of Bluebell could master. Even in its thousands of years of history, only a mere two or three master assassins had been able to do it several times! It was too beautiful, breathtakingly beautiful. The glow in the audiences retinas from the previous sh hadnt yet faded when the next one overwrote all traces that had been left behind. It was like the ever-changing light of a rainbow that was trapped between two opposing mirrors, caught in countless real and virtual mirrors. The way it refracted and flickered with every jump seemed to be the very definition of optical aesthetic. Thebination of such a high difficulty with aesthetic beauty was perfectly portrayed in this brilliant continuous sh! . The game finally ended in a series of shes. System verdict: Contestant Odin wins, score 1:0. Even when the arena closed, and Tyron let himself fall deeper into the fissure after putting away his des just before being transmitted back to the stage, many people were still immersed in the beautiful scene that had just taken ce. Only in darkness could one truly feel the beauty of light. The femalementator sighed, Oh, that was so amazing that Im floating! Ivepletely forgotten what I was talking about earlier? Malementator: You... you were just saying that you thought he was luring the enemy in deeper. Femalementator: You said just now that Geng Chen could counterattack! The winds have changed! You also said that Odin made a mistake when he deliberately entered the narrow terrain! Tell me, was it a mistake? . Audience: Thementators are fighting again! OvO Were small spectators just eating melon seeds on the bench! ...... However, the malementator didnt continue the fight. He went silent for two seconds, then pped himself on the side of his face twice. The clear sound of pping came out through the microphone. Femalementator: ... Youre so self-aware that I feel no sense of achievement! The malementator covered his face, You shouldnt be too proud andcent! Of course, the femalementator was proud!! As a host who didnte from a professional e-sports background, she would lose nine and a half times out of ten whenever she made a prediction whilementating on a match. However, this timeCC Hahahahaha, it was no longer the case! She wanted to concentrate on being a loyal War God supporter so that those who didnt believe in her God would have no way out! Ch75 - Provincial Competition – Elemental Dancer End

Chapter Ch75 - Provincial Competition C Elemental Dancer End

trantor: xiin editor: kara Femalementator: Bring it! Let me boast about my gods brilliant mind, insight, intricate nning, and fine judgement!! Malementator: You, you, you, you... youre nothing but an insignificant person who has achieved minor sess. Let me tell you, with Geng Chens strength as one of the top 50 in the national rankings, the next match wont be so easy. He wanted to ask the director to switch the camera and show a shot of Geng Chen when he made this statement. But, he hadnt expected that the director would shake his head at him and raise an information board that said: Geng Chen felt too much pressure from the previous match and applied for a half-time break of ten minutes. The twomentators: ...... Oh! This, this, this... thinking about how Geng Chen, a national-level contestant who had lost ande back to participate in the provincialpetition, had encountered Odin, who had been confirmed as a god, even before they came out of the group matches...it made people suddenly feel quite distressed for her. . The half-time breaksted for 15 minutes due to Geng Chens request. The twomentators were left with extra time to say a little more: I didnt think that there would be such a wonderfulpetition during the second round of the group matches. I dare say that both yers are really at the national level. Geng Chen is more of a veteran, but she was rather unfortunatest year and encountered Jiuzhou in the top 32. This year, she fell back into the provincialpetition and met Lord Four in the group matches... The situation for elemental mages is not optimistic this year. Its reasonable to say that Geng Chens ys in the previous match were already specifically prepared in advance for use against Odin. You can see that in terms of movement, she had prepared Eye of the Storm, and for defense, she had the Ice Shield. For control, she had prepared the shackles, and the lightning, and even EchoCCthese are all skills that target assassins, but she unexpectedly still lost. On the other hand, if you look at contestant Odin, its hard to tell if he targeted her specifically or not. This contestant almost never uses the system skills. I suspect that he didnt bring any system skills at all as he uses techniques every time... CCWait a minute! Its a little scary now that you say that. How many techniques does he have to have hidden away in order for him to do this? As far as I know, theres only one contestant, Vantico, in the top 100 across the nation who dares to use all techniques with no skills... Thats not it. Look! For movement, Odin has sh; for defense... well, I havent seen him defend on the field so lets not mention it for now. For control, he used the throat slice, and Ive never seen another assassin who can use it with 100% uracy. For ambushes, he has stealth and shadow jumpCCdo you feel that his shadow jump and stealth are skills or techniques? Its a bit wasteful to train up this kind of instant skill into a technique. Its also very difficult, and training it for a few years will only be able to shorten the cooldown time a little bit, hm... . Fifteen minutes wasnt actually a long time. Most of the audience felt like the second round had started just as they were settling in to idly pass time. When the two contestants returned to the stage, it was clear to everyone from Geng Chens expression that she wasnt in a good state. However, this was quite understandable. After all, she had fallen all the way from the National Championships to the provincialpetition. If she lost this match, she would have to enter the loser group of the provincialpetition. For a top yer, who was once ranked 35th nationwide, not only was this an unbearable major failure, but it also gave her a huge amount of psychological pressure in the next match. Geng Chens personal trainer gave her some extra encouragement before she came back onto the stage. Geng Chen nodded her head sharply, then walked up to meet Odin. She saw that Odin seemed distracted, his indifferent eyes not even looking at her as he observed something else. Geng Chen took deep breaths to adjust her mentality. It may be difficult for others to imagine, but therger part of the pressure she felt hadnte from thepetition and ranking but rather from the assassin in front of her right now. Even though there was lighting, as a whole, this map was quite dim. Femalementator: Why is the style of this map so dark? Is there any difference between this and the area between the cliffs in the previous map? The malementator shared his opinion, Of course, theres a difference! This map isrge and doesnt have many things in it. Its still a rtively equal ying field for these two melee yers. Geng Chen still has more advantages on even terrain. In any case, elemental dancers have a natural restraint against assassins. . At the start of the game, Geng Chen and Odin stood face-to-face in front of the throne. The shadows of the two people were lengthened by the dim lights, making this scene appear very medieval. The thirty-second countdown soon ended. Everyone watched as the two contestants made extremely different movesCC Geng Chen immediately started with Eye of the Storm, quickly lifting off and choosing to stay away from Odin! As for Odin, he didnt even go invisible or hide. He started off with a sh and even pulled out his own daggers during the sh! Malementator: A frontal attack! Why is Odin fighting so fiercely in this match!? Of course, his fierceness was due to certainty. Tyron had never been an impulsive person. When he suddenly appeared careless, it just went to show that he had already obtained all the conditions he needed to win. . In the next moment, the twomentators were caught by surprise. This was because Geng Chens actions were abnormal. She didnt act like she had in thest match where she immediately counterattacked but instead chose to quickly leave the closebat range! Femalementator: Wait a minute! Did contestant Odin set up another trap? Malementator: Thats not rightCCGeng Chen misjudged! Odin was simply nning to go up and fight! The master assassin took advantage of the column. At first, his figure seemed to be as light as a small bird, but when he was ready to attack, his speed suddenly burst to the limits, going from a bird to a sh of electric light! Femalementator: sh! Straight into the storm! This scene was really familiar. Everyone believed that Geng Chen would take advantage of this wonderful opportunity to use her famousbo and trap the assassin with ice shackles. However, Geng Chen didnt do so! Her retaliation move was a gust of windCCthe damage this skill caused was very small, but the chanting time was very short and wasnt likely to be interrupted while she was within the storm. Odin took advantage of this gust of wind to directly leave Geng Chens storm. After that, he didnt hesitate at all as he once again used the column for leverage and continued to sh in for the kill! This trend was theplete opposite of thest game, and it was a world of difference! The femalementator lookedpletely confused, Whats going on? Why is Geng Chen so anxious to allow Odin to leave the storm while Odin cuts in again and again while ying so aggressively? The malementator frowned and said, Geng Chen has lost confidence in her own judgement! She has even lost faith in her melee tactics... . Tyron was fearless in the middle of the storm. After using sh to get to Geng Chens side, he immediatelyunched a double-ded attack! As for Geng Chen, who had the support of the wind, she had a chance to use her ankle and wrist rings likest time in order to resist the sharp desCC But, she didnt do so. She used a 1.5 second spell to create a shield for herself and then switched to a traditional ranged attack instead! The malementator yelled, Another mistake! The effectiveness of using a shield at this time is very low! Odins damage output is also very powerfulCC He was still speaking when they all heard a shrill cry ring out loud. CCIt was the cry of Song of Triumph! This was because Song of Triumphs movement speed had reached the limit once again. It cut through the wind, the shield, and everything around Geng Chen! Even a clear opening was cut out amidst the blue whirlwind! Spell interruption! Critical attack! To everyone, it looked like Song of Triumph had attacked three times almost simultaneously. In the fourth second after the start of the match, Geng Chens health had already dropped to 70%! The malementator sucked in a cold breath of air, Too cruel, too fierce. Odin is determined to swallow up Geng Chen, and Geng Chen has already lost her normal judgement ability... . It was not an ident that Geng Chen had lost her normal judgement. During the first match, Tyron had set-up two events: The first time, Geng Chen had believed that she could resist his closebat attacks only to discover that it had been done intentionally in order to capture her with a steel wire. The second time, Geng Chen had believed that she had a greater advantage in a narrow space only to find that it had been a misguided belief. She had then been killed directly by the continuous sh! No matter how excellent a contestant was, they wouldnt be able to keep their peak state of calm and rational judgement under the master assassins deliberate means. Real assassins had three killing moves: In the first second, they would ambush and violently attempt to assassinate. After the first second, if their ambush failed, they would use their strength for frontalbat. In addition to strength, they would use psychological traps that were the most likely to make it easier to kill their target. . Geng Chen had experience from thousands of confrontations against other opponents, but she had never been targeted, given psychological cues, and yed with like she was dancing in the palm of someones hand like this before. In the first ten seconds of the second match, she had already made two mistakesCCand this fact was causing her to panic! It was to the point where, when Tyron once againnded on the column and used it as a leverage point, crossing his two des, Geng Chen reacted very quickly and exploded all of the wind pressure she couldmand! It was because shed seen this pose of Tyrons beforeCCit signaled the start of his continuous sh! She had to nip this chance of continuous sh in the budpletely, or she would die in shes of light just like she had in the previous match. However, her heart suddenly went cold in the next second. The malementator yelled, Odin put on a fake act! Geng Chens misjudgment this time is too fatal! It wouldve been better if shed responded even a little slower! And then, it was due to her quick response and release of wind pressure that she broke the two columns closest to her, causing the storm around her to slow. On the other hand, the figure of the master assassin across from her had just disappeared. At the same time he used the positioning for sh, a short syble issued from his mouthCC Shadow jump! . At this moment, a look of consternation had just appeared on Geng Chens face. Tyrons figure appeared behind her, the two des reflecting a cold and bright lightCC Windmillbo! A seventeen-hitbo that also included a spell interruption! The moment hended, he once again borrowed power from a reverse flip and shed up into the air! And then, the Song of Triumph cried out again as it sent Geng Chen straight into critical health. Even before Geng Chen could turn around, hed executed two continuous shes! He took the ice shackles that Geng Chen casted directly and even managed to send out another spell interruption while moving in a slowed state. After that, hepletely ignored Geng Chens next spell, his two des prating her chest at the same time. CCGeng Chens spell was interrupted again in thest fraction of a second. Tyron was still covered with white frost when he jumped to the ground from the air, wiping the white frost that coated his two des off on hispel before finally putting his daggers back into their sheathes. His movements were as smooth as floating clouds and flowing water. This all took ce as the white light that represented Geng Chen dissipated into the air! System verdict: Match ended. Contestant Odin wins, score 2:0. 20.02 seconds from the start of the match. Ch76 - Old Meanie!!!

Chapter Ch76 - Old Meanie!!!

trantor: xiin editor: kara Many people, including thementators, were left stunned at the end of the game. Although they all knew that Geng Chen had made serious mistakes, and her mentality hadnt been right, it was still unbelievable to many people that she would end up falling so quickly and so one-sidedly. As a national level contestant who was ranked 35th in the entire league, she could at least be ranked within the top 15 for mage-type yers. Yet, shed been eliminated in the group stage matches of a provincialpetition! This drop was too big, causing Geng Chens fans to want to cry. There were also many people who focused on Geng Chens opponent insteadCC Odin was a contestant who had only just startedpeting this year, and he hadnt been famous across the entire Second Star Province before leaving the Earth District. After all, the star province was veryrge, and the Earth District was very small. ording to its poption, the Earth District was two times smaller than the second smallest district, the Bear DistrictCCbecause of this, the contestants from the Earth District often werent paid much attention during the provincialpetitions. However, this year was a bit shocking. The Earth District was able to eliminate Geng Chen during the group matches! It wouldnt be overboard to say that hed be famous with a single game. . What was more excessive was that Geng Chen herself also cried. The drop that she felt in her heart was bigger than what all her fans felt. The blow came not only from her opponent on the field but also from the uing damage to her reputation. Therefore, she was in an extremely terrible psychological state and lost herposure right there on the stage, covering up her face as she burst out crying. The host hurriedly rushed forward two steps to help her cover up slightly and also didnt ask her for herments on the match. Geng Chen was standing next to Tyron, who simply watched as this little sisters eyes suddenly turned red and burst into tears before shaking hands with him. Tyron: ...... There were actually things that the master assassin wasnt good at. Because hed really never met, and it was also impossible for him to encounter, an opponent who would cry after hed defeated them! He knew how to be more gentle towards the fairer sex, but hed just beaten this girl to death with his own hands. If he came forth now to appease her... didnt that seem to be a little wrong? Nobody had ever told him: What should he do in this kind of situation? Hm??? After a while, Tyron took two steps back and distanced himself a little further away from Geng Chen. At this time, someone offered up a handkerchief from under the stage, but they were too far and couldnt reach Geng Chen. Therefore, Tyron took the handkerchief and reached out to offer it to Geng Chen. Geng Chen epted the handkerchief, barely managed to stop her tears, and ran off the stage. She hugged her personal trainer and leaned pitifully on his shoulder as she went backstage, still sniffling. . The atmosphere on the stage only recovered a long timeter. On the public screen, thements were refreshing like a waterfall: Ahhhhh feeling so much heartache for my little Chen! She was bullied to the point of tears! Thest time little Chen cried was when she failed to enter the National Championships N years ago! At the time, she cried every time she lost a game. It got a little better after shepeted more, but I heard that she would still secretly shed tears after going home every time she lost. Shes so cute when she cries hehehehe, she still looks like the smart and charming young girl from back then... No way, I seem to have found a way to scare the War God! I cant hold it anymore, its so cute Im about to cry... Imughing so hard that Im tearing up... At this time, Victor was thinking to himself: He wasnt afraid of tears QUQ... . There were two consequences that arose from this game. On one hand, Geng Chen fell directly into the losers bracket. Although it wouldnt be difficult for her to qualify for resurrection based on her strength, it did have some impact on her reputation. On the other hand, Odin hadnt had an opponent in the first round of the group match and then yed such a beautiful game during the second round against a national-level contestant. Many peoples sses almost fell off and shattered from the shock! Many coaches immediately raised his threat level by two levels, and many provincialpetition contestants began to do their homework on him ahead of time. Also, Odin picked up another new nickname, Great Demon King. This was because Geng Chens fans liked to call her Little Princess. Therefore, some people spontaneously started calling him the Great Demon King and were particrly fond of saying: The great demon king bullied the little princess until she cried... They had quite a bad sense of humor. It also caused the start of the ssic Demon King x Princess cult CP. . This made Victor unhappy. Theizens were too fond of new things and had forgotten the old! That time, when hed been at the front of the stage, the hottest CP in the War Gods circles was Lord Four x Representative. This should be regarded as the official pairing for the entire world! Now that hed retreated behind the scenes, the official pairing had gone from the Lord Four cult to the Demon King x Princess cult! Where was the Kingsw in all this? Could it be that Lord Four would have a new CP every time he yed a match? Was it that there would be a CP every time someone shared screen time with him? Did these people understand the basicw of YY or not... Victor was unhappy, and so, he forgot about the hot springs matter that night. Then, it was the War Gods turn to be unhappy. Hed already prepared everything at the edge of the hot springs: from lubricant to some other interesting things, from flower petals to small snacks. Everything was ready, but a freshly washed Little Vic was missing. And, Little Vic didnt show up! . The War God coldly pushed open the door and saw Victor reading in bed. Victor: ??? Tyron: I dont feel well. !!! Victor was surprised and hurriedly got out of bed. He asked him nervously, Whats wrong? Do you have a fever? Tyron expressionlessly shook his head, sat down on the chair indifferently, and said calmly and quietly, You, pour me a cup of hot water. Victor rushed over to pour him a cup of hot water. Tyron: Tastes bitter. Victor became even more anxious. He thought that Tyron must really feel ufortable since he would also taste a bitter taste in his mouth sometimes when he had a fever. He quickly said, Ill go call the doctor! Tyrons expression was colder than ever as he grabbed Victors wrist and ordered, Youre not allowed to call for anyone else. Go and pour a cup of hot chocte. Victor thought about it. Hot chocte was very high in calories and might be effectiveCCTyron himself understood food very well. Perhaps he was asking for more calories? He swept into the kitchen like a gust of wind and found a bag of cocoa powder, then asked rather awkwardly, Have you seen where the sugar is? He was given a start when he looked back. Tyron had soundlessly moved over to stand behind him, his face expressionless as he stared at him. Tyron ced his hands around Victors waist andfortably bowed his head to set his head against his shoulder, but his voice was still chilly as he said, I dont know. Victor was surrounded by Tyron and wrapped up in his body temperature. He felt veryfortable and let out a sigh. Knowing that Tyron didnt feelfortable, he was very understanding of his cold and indifferent tone. He even thought: Yingyingying how cute... He was like arge, moving iceberg, but even while he let out cold air-conditioning, Tyron was hugging him and asking him to make him something to eat. . Victor reluctantly extracted himself from his inner thoughts and said tentatively, What exactly doesnt feelfortable? Wed better go to the hospital first and get it checked out... He grabbed Tyrons hand and gestured for him to let go of him first. Tyron stubbornly held his waist in ce and said, Chest feels tight. Victor struggled anxiously, Ah, that sounds quite serious. We should hurry and go to the hospital, alright?! What kind of strength did Tyron have? If he wanted to stand still and not move, it wasnt a level of power that Victor could break free from. Tyron: I want hot chocte. Victor tried to break free a few times but was unable to extricate his waist. Instead, he ended up so tired that he was gasping for breath, his face red. Finally, he turned around and continued to soak the cocoa powder. The fragrance of hot chocte spread out as soon as the hot water mixed in. Tyron stretched out a hand to pick up the cup, sipped it experimentally, then said disdainfully, Too bitter. That shouldnt be, logically speaking, it should be sweet when its brewed directly like this... Tyron set the cup in front of him and gestured for him to give it a try. Victor touched the edge of the cup and tasted it carefully, but he couldnt taste anything out of the ordinary. Tyron took the cup back and drank a big gulp before saying expressionlessly, Its sweet now. After that, he ignored Victor and took the cup with him as he left the kitchen. He was like an iceberg who had finally condescended to express his satisfaction, leisurely drifting away like a cier. The flushed Little Vic, whose heartbeat had sped up and who had been left behind: ...... . After a while, Victor found the iceberg War God holding the hot chocte while sitting on the sofa in the living room. Is anything else ufortable? Victor asked carefully, Does your chest still feel tight? The War God sat there noble and cold on the sofa, his long, straight legs folded up, as he held the remaining half cup of hot chocte in his hands. Yes. Victor asked, Is... is it because you were too intense while outside today? Did you eat something youre allergic to? Or, did you get hurt? A pair of dark golden eyes stared at him. Half a beatter, the War God said, A certain person forgot the promise they made six days ago today. Victor: ??? Tyron: Being stood up can lead to chest tightness, shortness of breath, irritability, insomnia, and sudden iceberg syndrome. Victor abruptly understood! He instantly started to try and fix it even though the damage was already done, I, I, I was wrong! I didnt mean to! The War God squinted his eyes and looked coldly at him. Victor was suddenly struck with inspiration and went up to kiss him hard, Is there any cure for iceberg syndrome? How is it cured? Using... Victor blushed a little and continued, Using fiery hot flesh and body? Tyron: ...... The old antique still hadnt figured out how modern children could be so dirty? And, this perversion waspletely natural, clean, open, and free from any vulgarity, making it so that people couldnt endure it... . Victor set the hateful cup of hot chocte on the table, then draped himself over Tyron, whispering into his ear, Do you choose to eat chocte or me? The iceberg continued to maintain his expression and didnt speak. Victor thought about it, then his face abruptly turned red as he leaned into the others ear and moaned twice. Tyrons pupils began to contract. Victor adjusted himself for a moment, then let out a slightly nasal whine. Tyron suddenly flipped Victor over, picked him up, and carried him to the hot springs! Victor: QUQ You really [beepCC] me until I cried on purpose! You got so excited listening to me! Yet, you pretend to be so calm every time! Old meanie!!! Ch77 - Praiseworthy Light

Chapter Ch77 - Praiseworthy Light

trantor: xiin The next day, Victor was a salted fish once again. He vowed that he would never like hot springs again. Even if he liked hot springs, he would never do it in the water next time... Last night, the hot water had just gone in when he copsed, shivering and pleading for mercy as he said: Its too hot inside! Lets go ashore! The War God said: Its indeed very hot inside. His gaze was one of approval. Victor: ...... Victor had wanted to cry at the time, feeling like a helplessmb who had been dragged into the water by a crocodile, his helpless bleating sounds also quivering. The crocodile brought him into the hot water, stretched out his barbed tongue and licked him all over. After tasting every inch of his flesh, he took him ashore and cleaned him up again, pretending that he hadnt done anything wrong. He even looked at him with eyes that seemed to say how could you be so weak?. . Victor was a very good child and was always very well behaved when he slept, but he was so tired this time that he actually snored in his sleep. Tyron was very alert when he slept. After being woken up by his asional snoring twice, he had no choice but to get up. In the middle of the night, he squatted down beside the bed and stared at Victor with a gaze that was full of academic inquiry. Victor unconsciously smacked his lips together and snored for a full second before going quiet again. His voice wasnt loud, and the sounds were weak and intermittent, ringing out only once or twice every half an hour. However, whenpared with a continuous and stable series of sounds, the sudden stimtion was more effective in waking up the master assassin who was beside his pillow. Tyron carefully reached out to pinch his nose. The snoring stopped. Victor snorted twice, but didnt wake up because he was too tired. Tyron: ...... s, he hadnt slept calmly with anyone in thousands of years. It was also the first time the master assassin had encountered this kind of problem. At this moment, he thought to himself: Alright, then. I heard that one should tolerate the many small bad habits of human children when dating them. It didnt matter. Forcing himself to instantly fall asleep in order to replenish his strength was also one of an assassins many abilities. Tyrony back down and entered a state of self-hypnosis, falling asleep in seconds. Victor: Ang... Tyron instantly woke up. He covered Victor in the quilt and was in a good mood as he went out to exercise. He also made sure to take arge pile of information that Victor had prepared for him when he went out. To be honest, hed already discovered after two days ofparison that: Rather than memorizing thousands of chants, gestures, and materials, the form that Victor had created was indeed quite unique in some areas. During the previous fight with the top mage-type contestant Geng Chen, Tyron became acutely aware of the fact that Geng Chens ability to reconstruct spells so quickly must be supported by a form that she was extremely familiar with using. Compared to a genuine magic world, the magic here was much less profound; however, the magic here also benefited from one of the most powerful advantages: math and electronic support. Now that he had alreadye to this ce, of course he should learn the best knowledge that was avable. Tyron took the materials that Victor had prepared and looked over them closely as he ran. He also thought to himself: I hate math @_>A ...... On the other side, Victor woke up and wandered to the bathroom in his pajamas. When he came out, he saw two heart-shaped fried eggs in the heat preservation dish on the tableCCevery time he was left tired from the previous night, Tyron would give him a little symbolicpensation. Tyron couldnt cookplicated modern food, but he was good at frying up two delicious tasting eggs. Victor was iparably happy as he finished up breakfast and suddenly felt that the bad things that had taken ce in the hot springs could be forgiven. Hed just changed his clothes and was preparing to go out for a run when he received an e-mail informing him that someone was visiting him in the virtual world and had already been waiting for a long time. . Themunication came from the Earth District. Victor had originally thought that it was one of his partners from Vicker Company who wanted to report something. But he soon realized that the person whode to find him wasnt anything good. It was White Thousand Degrees. After losing the case and losing his reputation, White Thousand Degrees had dered bankruptcy and disappeared for a while. Unexpectedly, he started looking desperately for Victor and Tyron a few months ago, but Tyron had still been undergoing surgery in the Third Star Province at the time and he naturally hadnt been able to find them. This time, the Second Star Provinces provincialpetition had begun, and White Thousand Degrees was finally able to locate Victor. White Thousand Degrees gave Victor a shock when they finally met up in the virtual world. He came up and knelt down immediately, saying, I was confused when it came to the things that happened before. Ill ept any retaliation you take against me! Victor was very surprised, but he didnt act rashly. He thought that there must be a reason for White Thousand Degrees sudden appearance and said, Its already been half a year since the incident, but youre suddenlying to apologize now. Who caused this? Of course White Thousand Degrees said that it was because he wanted to repent. However, Victor already knew what was going on and asked, It was Ms. June, wasnt it? . Victors mommy, Ms. June, had heard that his son was bullied. How could she let it go?! She might openly sneer at her son at home, but she would still secretly take pains to investigate what had happened to him behind his back. Mother Vic: You bullied my son, lost awsuit, and then wanted to run? What do you need your legs for if you arent going to kneel on the ground? What do you need your mouth for if you arent going to beg for forgiveness? White Thousand Degrees had originally hidden himself well, but he was suddenly caught by a group of people and was given treatment with instruments used for mentally ill patients in order to undergo ideological correction. Only after a month of this was anyone willing to enlighten him: Son, youre too daring. Not only did you go and offend the deputy governors son, but you went and did it so thoroughly! White Thousand Degrees cried to no avail, but was suddenly released one monthter. The entire group of people disappeared and couldnt be found anymore. All the people he knew all told the civilian police that came by to investigate that he was suffering from a mental disorder and had voluntarily gone off to recuperate for a month. His group of toadies had been sent to jail a long time ago along with that little follower of his who still believed he was a dog. White Thousand Degrees was self-aware enough to know that he had offended someone he should never have provoked. He regretted so much his intestines were green and lost thirty pounds in a month. All of his thoughts were focused on hurrying to find Victor and apologize. When Victor didnt show up for a month, he had already been worried. When he didnt show up for two months, he was already about to cry. By the time three months came around, White Thousand Degrees was about to kneel down and beg for him to hurry up ande out. . So then, as soon as Victor appeared, he really knelt down and prostrated himself on the ground. Victor didnt rush to have him get up. He sat there and pondered for a moment before saying, I went through your information back then. You came from a mining at the edge of the Second Star Province. In order to reduce the cost ofbor, the local boss there didnty out the virtualwork there and deliberately did not allow you toe into contact with all kinds of human rightsws, so that area has always been legally chaotic. You started off with smuggling, and your identity as a resident of the Earth District is false. Ive already investigated all this. When White Thousand Degrees heard about his investigation, he suddenly realized that although Victor hadnt used his family rtionships at the time, his behavior was still very striking. Regardless of whether it was litigation, hispany, or other major events, Victors approach obviously started from the angle of someone from the upper echelons of society. When it came to thinking about rights and interests, however, it was clear that he considered it from the general popceCChow could this kind of style and temperament be cultivated in a small family? Cold sweat seeped out of White Thousand Degrees forehead as he slowly hunched in from his kneeling posture. Victor didnt care about what he was thinking and continued, I wrote a letter to you at the time, and while I wrote, I was thinking: If you feel bad after being scolded and your conscience pricks at you every day, it would be the best kind of revenge. If you didnt even feel bad, then you would be just like a beast. Whats the use in scolding a beast? White Thousand Degrees didnt dare to speak and listened quietly. Victor went on, Later on, I thought that this wasnt eptable. Even animals should be punished if they do something wrong. Victor called out to the system, released a document, and ced it on the table, motioning for him to open it. White Thousand Degrees cold sweat began to flow again. . White Thousand Degrees breathing was unstable as he slowly opened up the document. It was like he was opening up his own death sentence. The words on the judgement document were blurry for a while, and it seemed that there were the words banish...bor reform for 30 years..., but at the end, the name on the verdict wasnt him. White Thousand Degrees breathing stopped for a while. I reported this a very long time ago, but it was only dealt withst monthCCyour boss on the mining is really abominable. Victor spoke calmly, If hes dealt with, then the treatment and welfare of the citizens on the mining can be brought up to par, including virtualwork facilities and basic civic education. From next month onwards, everyone on your will know what copyright protectionw is! I dont do things like punishing people for things they werent taught. From now on, everyone will be educated and warned first so that they will feel a basic sense of shame when they do things like theft. And the story of your deeds will circte in the teaching materials as a ssic bad case! White Thousand Degrees clutched at the paper in his hand, and his arms suddenly began to tremble. Victor said, This is all of what Ive arranged for you. First of all, I will give you a sense of human shame, and then let you regret it for the rest of your life. No matter how rich you be in the future, you will never be able to return to your hometown, and your hometown will be ashamed of you for your entire life. . White Thousand Degrees didnt speak. His eyes suddenly blurred, and he burst out into tears. He thought about how hed had the honor to meet a group of students who hade to survey while they were mining when he was youngC-those students had been dressed in the same clean clothing and did the same kind of clean things as Victor. The miners hadughed and derided them for not knowing how to hurl abuse, fight, and snatch what they needed to survive, and theyd bullied these students by taking advantage of the fact that they wouldnt know how to use the same dirty means to fight back. At the time, White Thousand Degrees had hated those students who were as clean as white clouds. Later, when he saw Victor for the first time, hed hated him just as much. It wasnt until now that he suddenly understood that all that jealousy was due to his feeling of inferiority, and all of his pride had been built on nothing. All of the malice and nder was also because he knew in his heart that he would never be able to stand on the same height as Victor. What did that kind of height look like? It was like light breaking through the clouds and eliminating all the haze. It wasnt that Victor couldnt perform all the cold means of wicked men, but rather that he disdained to do it. However, those who swarm around him like moths drawn to the light will all be helpless against the brightness of his world. White Thousand Degrees looked up at the light and trembled. It was like this when hed been young, and it was now like this once again. Ever since then, it had already be something that was impossible to change. However, this time, he was kneeling willingly. . As an afterword, Vicker would receive a repayment from White Thousand Degrees every year from then on. When it was a small amount, it would be in the thousands, and when it was more, it would be in the hundreds of thousands. It continued on like this for over sixty years, until all the losses suffered by Vicker that year were finally paid off. Ch78 - Unconvinced, Calling My Parents

Chapter Ch78 - Unconvinced, Calling My Parents

trantor: xiin editor: kara Victor had actually used a bit of his mothers political power. If he hadnt been the son of the deputy governor, it was likely that his report wouldnt have been epted so quickly by the Second Star Province, let alone have that snake of a boss on the mineral resolved within half a yearCCthe type of person who could afford to buy a was at the very least a giant reptile worth hundreds of billions in assets. However, when he spoke to his family about this matter, Father Vic spoke very happily, My Vic has grown up! You dont know how happy your mommy is! She stuffed herself for supper yesterday and is still humming today! On the other side, there was a loud cough from Mother Vic. Victor said, But, in the end, I still had to ask my uncle for help... I wouldnt have been able to deal with it all so smoothly if I had been born in another family. Father Vic said, What kind of reasoning is this? People who are good-looking have the freedom to go and be stars, smart people are free to go do research, and its the same for those who are born with capital. You were born into our family, so why cant you make use of your capital? ...... Victor conceded, Dad, I cant win against you. Father Vicughed and said, Alright, Dad knows that you have studied hard for the sake of doing something good. If the same kind of resources are in the hands of a rich yboy instead, the result would be different. Knowing that is good enough. Victor nodded, Indeed. If I had taken an extra degree inw back then, the results would have been even better! Father Vic asked, Is yourpany still running? Your mommy said that the idea is actually very good, and the pilot testing in the Earth District was also very sessful. Its actually very easy to promote it further. Victor replied, I certainly agree if Mommy wants to promote it. If more works and creations are supported, Ill also be able to get some of the glory... What glory? Are you nning toe back and join thepany? Victor faltered, Ah, not quite... In fact, Im addicted to Lord Fours fan materials and cant extricate myself. If only the dog food producers could write 20,000 words a day, it would be great! Its rare to find a Lord Four x Representative text that insists that the CP is unshakeable!!! ...... As could be seen from this matter, Victor was a school bully who couldnt remain idle. Hed always said that he wanted to be a field snail man, but in fact, hed never seeded. From bing a legal representative at the start to trying to start a businesster on, hed finally, with much difficulty, managed to quit the position of president only to go and manage another persons mining. By this time, the mining boss career was almost over, and Victor had nothing to do, so hed gone to research the magic form at home. As he studied and researched, he started feeling that it was necessary to verify whether his previous deductions were right or wrongCCbut how? Of course, he could only have a magee and use it in order to verify if the form was correct. Two minutester. Victor grabbed his form, went to the virtual arena, and created a mage character for himself with the ID Hot Chocte. Hed casually try two matches. . Victor was not a person who knew how topete in e-sports, but the ranking for this new ount of his was also very low, and everyone else he encountered were also salted fish like him. His matches were known as fish pond matches, which consisted of newbies and crappy yers pecking at each other. In this ranking segment, Victor used the magic form to bully a group of novices, who only knew how to use system skills. It was like high school students using calculus to beat primary school students or a transmigrator using a nuclear weapon in order to unify the world... One against a thousand! Being far better than everyone else!! The thrill of beating up children using an external plug-in was simply amazing! ...... There was a feeling of bullying a primary school student. Victor was mortified and said, Calling your parents when you cant win. Youre the shameless one! Victor recorded the data hed just tested, modified the form so that it matched up with actual results, and then went back online to test the new form. And then, he was actually contacted by the little assassins big cousinCCthe big cousins ID was really called Big Cousin. Big Cousin: Im sorry, smallrade. And, he sent over a duel request. Victor wanted to try out the form and epted the request. And then, poor Victor was abused by Big Cousin until he waspletely muddleheaded. Even before he could figure out what was going on, hed already fallen to the ground. Victor: ...... Big Cousin: Cough, cough, an unequal contest brings no honor to the victor. Apologies. Little Vicspetitive heart was stirred up, and he chased after him to say, Dont go. If you have the guts, dont leave. Im going to modify my formu... my tactics. Lets have another match in five minutes! ...... That was how it happened. When Tyron came back from his morning exercise, what he saw was a Little Vic who was addicted to online gaming and couldnt tear himself away. Tyron: ...... Why did this scene feel so familiar? Tyron quietly moved his stool over to sit in front of Victor, staring at him with an inquiring gaze for a long time. Ten minutester, Victor came out of the virtualwork with an unconvinced, dissatisfied expression. He copied out the form at hand as he continued to modify it, gnashing his teeth as he said, I dont believe it! ... It cant be like this... Then, he finally noticed Tyron looking at him expressionlessly. The expression on Victors face changed immediately, ... Ah, when did youe back? In, in fact, theres a reason why Im online! Also, I promise that I have only yed two matches, only two matches! Tyron said: I heard that you no longer secretly snuck online ever since you turned seven. Victor pretended to be bashful and rified, Actually, Im only six years and 218 months old this year... Tyron: ...... He gave in. . Ten minutester, Big Cousin received a message from Hot Chocte, You just wait! If you have guts, dont leave! Im calling my boyfriend over to deal with you! Big Cousin: ??? Another five minutester, a new assassin ount with the ID My Vic Is Six Years Old came over and didnt say a single word before sending over a duel request. Big Cousin: Bro, is this necessary? How far is this back and forth going to go? My Vic Is Six Years Old: Well talk about it after you win against me. The corner of Big Cousins mouth twitched. He could only ept the duel request first. The two assassins stood there in the virtual arena, both of them using the default assassin appearance which kept their faces hidden. In order to distinguish the two, the system had dyed Big Cousins coat ck and painted My Vic Is Six Years Olds cloak white. One person in white and one in ck didnt bother with any nonsense words, standing firm as soon as the randomized map came out. They tacitly didnt use stealth when the countdown ended and charged in directly to exchange attacks. ...... Two seconds after the first sh, Big Cousin watched nkly as his opponent vanished in front of his eyes, leaving only a piece of cold light that shed and disappeared, and instinctively shouted, Damn!!! He hadnt even finished his damn when Tyrons aerialbo had already reached the fourteenth strike, draining his healthpletely. Other than that first hit, Big Cousin had beenpletely unable tond an attack on his white-cloaked assassin opponent. He cried out as he died, unconvinced, Hold on! You used a plug-in!!! . Tyron looked at him the way one would look at someone who was mentally challenged and was toozy to speak back. He directly sent him another duel request instead. When the two of them fought the second match, Big Cousin immediately went into stealth as soon as the match began. His stealth technique was a little better than his closebat technique, but it wasnt really useful at all. Tyrons expression was cold the whole time. The ID My Vic Is Six Years Old hovered over his head as he stood there like a great devil, holding his two des and waiting in ce. When Big Cousin suddenly attacked, Tyron reflexively stabbed back, still managing tond his hit first and directly sending Big Cousin flying. Damn... Big Cousin cried out again. After that, he finally used a rtively rarely-seen technique to try ande at Tyron from behind andunch a counter attackCC However, it was still useless. At most, it made Tyron waste another two or three seconds. Tyron didnt use any of his famous skills. He used his two des at speeds that were almost at the limit and left dazzling lights in the viewers eyes to createbos that left Big Cousin beaten into pieces. To be honest, when faced with other professions, Tyron wouldnt be so straightforward and use the most simple and violent solution, but when they were both assassins... Was there anyone in this world who couldpare to Tyron when it came to their familiarity with the assassin profession? This wasnt a joking matter. It was precisely because of this familiarity, this extreme understanding, that Tyron would often understand everything about his opponent whenever they happened to be an assassin. No assassin could keep any secrets before his gaze. . Finally, Big Cousin said, I acknowledge defeat! Stop! Where did you buy these external plug-ins? Please introduce it to me... Tyron: Are plug-ins even required in order to deal with you? Big Cousin was so angered by this that his eyes started to protrude. His younger cousin said, I dont believe it! I can count all the assassins who can win against my big cousin in the Second Star Province on one hand! What kind of spring onion or garlic are you? You must be using a plug-inCCif you have the ability, then take your plug-in to fight in the provincialpetitions! The plug-in screening system in the provincialpetitions was very strict. Nobody had been able toe up with any ck technology and use plug-ins during the provincialpetitions in the past 100 years or soCCthis was why he would say such a thing. Tyron still used the same words, With just you? His gaze only stopped on the younger cousin for a single second, but when thetter was suddenly confronted with a master assassins aura, he was frightened enough to cry and run off with a wail. Big Brother was busy chasing after his younger cousin as he said, Sigh, if you have something to say, then say it. Theres no need to bully other peoples younger cousins... If you have the ability, then wait until Im finished with tomorrows match. We can change servers and duel again! Tyron: ...... . Big Cousin was very happy when he spoke these harsh words, but he was not so happyter when he was faced with reality. The next day, when the two of them met again on thepetition stage, the scene was incredibly awkward. The host made the introductions. Today was the third round of the group stage matches, and the two yers both happened to be assassins. They were, respectively: Contestant Odin vs Contestant Cardinal. At this moment, the two assassins standing behind the host looked at each other in silence for a moment. Cardinal suddenly whispered in a tentative voice, My Vic Is Six Years Old? Tyron: ... Come again? Cardinal: You, you, you... Your Vic Is Six Years Old! Tyron: ...... Tyron felt like he was seeing a younger generation assassin trembling and quivering in front of him. After hed be a master assassin, hed taught many assassin youngsters. After these brats and little demons arrived in front of him, they soon became honest and obedient. This was probably because, in the eyes of these youngsters, the master assassins silence was profound, cold, and controlled... He would sometimes deliberately make himself appear stern, then scold the younger generation, and watch them really tremble. In fact, perhaps... a bad hobby like bullying children... was really quite hard to correct. Ch79 - Provincial Competition - Assassin

Chapter Ch79 - Provincial Competition C Assassin

trantor: xiin editor: kara Before the game began, Cardinals inner sorrow was exactly the same as Flower Blowers from back then. CCFight? It seemed that he couldnt win. CCGive up? He was already standing there in the arena. If he admitted defeat now, he wouldnt be able to face himself, the audience, or his coach... After wavering, he ultimately decided to fight. CCIt was said that Odin would leave his opponents with a bit of dignity. For better or worse, he would never deal with an enemy within 20 seconds... However, whether or not the audience could tell at a nce that your opponent had gone easy on you for 20 seconds was based on the yers own ability. Cardinal felt that he was spineless. They hadnt even started fighting yet, but he had already thought of things like Its great that the other side will let me off for 20 seconds. . This was the third round of the group matches and also the second tost match. It would determine the cement of the four-to-two matches. However, the four strongest contestants were basically already locked in their ces for the second half of the provincialpetition and didnt need to worry too much about it. As a result, many yers would choose to hold back after qualifying. During these kinds of matches, they basically wouldnt use their special techniques or killing moves to avoid revealing too much to their potential opponents. Cardinals inner thoughts were like this: He could use some effort to fight, but he couldnt show all his cards... It definitely wouldnt be easy to win against the other party, and he would lose even if he exposed his strength fully or perhaps only be able to barely scrape a win. It was better to keep his cards hidden until the finals and use them to deal with other opponents. In that case, this match was just a matter of making sure not to lose too miserably... After he made up his mind, the randomized map results came out: The ssic Train. This map was basically a fight held on a moving train. The train moved at a speed of approximately 200 km/h. For these two squishy, low-defense assassins, it meant that they couldnt fall off the train, and they would probably die directly if they slipped. The train was made up of five carriages; thest two were full of coal. The first three had seating for passengers, corridors, and a roof that contestants could stand on. Generally speaking, the map was narrow, and the space wasnt big. At this time, thementators discussed, For these two assassins, there is not enough space to conceal themselves or sneak awayCCbasically, its a situation of the brave win when enemies meet on a narrow path. The audience expressed, Its rare to see a duel between two assassins, and its even a frontal-attack map! I wonder who will snatch the opportunity tounch the first ambush. Im betting on Lord Four! Stop messing around! Who doesnt know that Cardinal is the most powerful sneak-attacker in Xian Qin District? Odin really might not be able to see through it. I bet on Odin... theres no sneaking at all... . The thirty-second countdown began. He had just finished memorizing theyout of the entire train when the countdown ended. The match began. Cardinal instantly entered stealth without saying a word. Commentator: As an assassin famous for sneak kills, it seems that Cardinal has no intention of changing his tactics when faced with his peer. Lets take a look at the other contestant... huh? In contrast to Cardinal, let alone stealthing, Tyron didnt even show the slightest intention of hiding. After the match began, he started to walk calmly along the roof of the train. When he arrived at the second passenger carriage, he jumped down, kicking the door open with his long legs andnding steadily inside. The carriages were much narrower than the roof. Most of the space was upied with private rooms with seating while the corridor outside the private rooms was only wide enough for two people to pass by each other if their faces were practically stuck together. Tyron came to a leisurely stop inside. Cardinal was now in an awkward positionCChe was still in stealth. What was the most important thing about sneaking around? The element of surprise! Tyron was ying the waiting game and waiting for his prey to send itself to him in such a narrow corridor. Cardinal could only attack him from two sides. Regardless of which side it was, he still felt that it was unlikely for him to be able to sessfullyunch a sneak attack against someone of Tyrons level... However, the match still needed to be fought. The only difference was whether he would steel himself and admit defeat or steel himself to try and win. . Tyrons short sword hadnt yete out of its sheath. Because the action of drawing the short sword itself could also cause massive damage, he would asionally choose not to draw his short sword in advance during particrly short closebat fights (especially during fights against other closebat professions). His left hand toyed with his dagger, tossing it from an upright grip to a backhand grip and flipping the sharp de back and forth as though he didnt care that another assassin was currently trying to take his life at the moment. In the third second after the match began, Tyrons gaze moved,nding suddenly on the narrow corridor in front of him. A very faint, subtle sound emerged from that direction. Beneath the hood, the corner of Tyrons lips raised up slightly, but he stood still and waited calmly, his dagger slowly moving down behind him. Suddenly, there was a slight creak from the floorboards in the corridor in front of TyronCC Almost at the same time, Tyrons dark, golden eyes disappeared under the shadow of his hood, and the dagger in his hand drew out a perfect arc of white light! An opportunity! Cardinal was overjoyed, and his figure abruptly appeared in a sh! His figure wasnt in the corridor at all but rather outside of the carriage. He held onto the window with both hands as he waited quietly A feint tactic... Precisely for the sake of diverting the enemys attention. At this time, he smashed against the carriage windows ss with his knee, his entire person appearing from his invisible state. Two daggers hurtled towards Tyron like vicious fangs! But, in the next moment, Cardinal was shocked to find that after Tyrons daggerpleted its arc, it continued gracefully and transformed into a 300 degree turn until it was directly facing his own daggers! ... Hmph. Tyron chuckled faintly. It was almost like he was giving someone of a younger generation affirmation. When his dagger rang out with two ding sounds and diverted Cardinal, who had pounced over, causing him to roll into the interior of the carriage, his short sword had alreadye out of its sheath! Cardinal had already tried to retreat while in mid-air, and he quickly crossed his daggers in front of him afternding and picking himself upCC But, it wasnt fast enough! By the time hed crossed his daggers in front of him, the short sword, Song of Triumph, had already left its sheath! A thin line of blood appeared on Cardinals throat. Tyron raised his foot and, with great uracy,nded a kick where his two des were crossed, and sent him flying to the other end of the corridor. Cardinal didnt hesitate to jump up, going straight from the end of the corridor back up to the roof and disappearing from Tyrons field of vision once again. . The first round of fighting just now was a very fast one even by assassin standards. The malementator was only able to barely catch his breath after Cardinal disappeared again. He left the mode of extremely fastmentary and summed up with, Cardinal suffered a bit of a loss, but he can still make up for it as long as hes able tounch another ambush. The femalementator followed up, I dont really understand why Odin let him go. Based on his attack and movement speed, it seems that he had a chance to chase after him just now... In fact, the malementator had also noticed this. He thought worriedly: Perhaps Odin was already confident about his chances of winning, which was why he was taking it easy in ways that wouldnt be discovered? There was nobody who was clearer about this matter than the parties involved. At this moment, Cardinals inner thoughts: Mom, he looked down on me! He actually had the chance to cut me with his de, yet he chose not to do so and kicked me with his foot! Fortunately, I got out of there quickly. Otherwise, that foot might not havended on my des but my butt instead... Tyrons inner thoughts: Another cub trying to y with diversion tactics in front of me... The master assassin had already gotten sick of ying such tricks a few hundred years ago. Cardinal was extremely unconvinced. He felt that it was time to try the next trick. This time, he hid in the next carriage, waiting until his stealth skill finished its cooldown before quickly entering the corridor where Tyron stood waiting. He made sure to make noise as he walked. Commentators: Oh! What is virtual is real, and what is real is virtual. Is Cardinal trying to y out a trick? If it was someone else in the arena, they may have thought that Cardinal was using the diversion tactic again instead of noticing the way the sounds were being produced. Unfortunately, he was facing a grandfather among assassins. Tyron coolly remained in the same ce and waited. His arrogant stance seemed to clearly express: Hurry up, dont make me wait. It was a short corridor, but Cardinal walked in it for approximately three seconds. It continued until he was within 1.5 meters of his opponent. In order to prevent his stealth from being seen through, he chose to use his own movement technique to appear right in front of Tyron! This technique, in the eyes of thementators and the audience, was more than enough for approaching the enemy. However, to Tyron, who regarded sh as a warm-up exercise, it was still too immature! Just as Cardinals stealth ended and in the moment he revealed his figure, Tyron didnt try to dodge but instead met him head-on! His movements beganter, yet he miraculously managed to take the initiative and turned sideways to slide past Cardinal. Cardinals attack didnt fail. Instead, itnded on the hilt of Tyrons short swordCCand in this instant, Tyron made use of the force from Cardinals hit to swiftly pull out his sword, slicing off 20% of Cardinals life in one strike. Cardinal was originally still able to fight back, but he lost his bnce at a crucial moment! This was because when Tyron made his attack, he still had the attention to spare to shift his leg slightly, moving into just the right position to intercept the path that Cardinals body had to take in order to maintain his bodys center of gravityCCand then, he casually lifted his leg, which in turn tripped Cardinal and sent him toppling onto the ground! Cardinal had never encountered a situation where he was interrupted in the middle of a technique. He executed a roll and left Tyrons melee attack range in a rather awkward maneuver. . At this moment, there was a series of wow sounds from both on and off-stage: Odins trip showed both swift judgement ability and physical flexibility. He was instantly able to find out the weakness of Cardinals movement technique in such a short period of time and simultaneously carry out a double attack! Victor, who was sitting in the front row, was stunned for a second before recovering his wits: Tyrons move just now was just like the one hed used when he taught him how to use sh; a seemingly random step that forced the opponent to lose his center of gravity. At that time, Victor had even stolen a kiss,ughing as he joked, Is this the method of following an opponents path so that they have no way forward? Now that he was seeing it in the arena, he felt that this ability was simply too unfair! It was enough that Lord Four himself had mastered a movement technique that was ranked among the top; now, he didnt even allow others to use other movement techniques! Cardinal kept getting the feeling that he was prancing around in front of an old boss character. No matter how much he jumped around, he still couldnt escape the bosss one kick... Hed never before resembled a tragic assassin from ancient times as much as he did now. Ch80 - Provincial Competition - Assassin 2

Chapter Ch80 - Provincial Competition C Assassin 2

trantor: xiin editor: kara No matter how hard the match was, it still needed to be yed. No matter how powerful the boss was, it still needed to be attackedCCin short, it was either taking down the boss or being crushed to death by the boss. Cardinal readjusted his mental state. This time, after entering self-reflection, Cardinal clearly realized one thing: Stealth was ineffective against Odin. Why was it ineffective? How could it be ineffective? No matter how he thought about it, the system couldnt possibly allow a person to have the ability to see through invisibility... Therefore, Odin must have either a very special technique or lots of experience in order to be able to see through his stealth and diversions. . Like all assassins, after identifying his opponents strengths, Cardinal no longer continued to casually use his usual routines. So, this time, instead of going into stealth, he chose to create an absolute opportunity. Hook-shaped junctures were used to connect the carriages in a ssic train. Cardinal quietly opened the connection point in front of the second carriage. If the second carriage was suddenly disconnected from the front engine, it would instantly lose its huge forward velocity, then slow down due to frictionCC In this state, people who were unprepared would definitely readjust their stance in order to deal with the inertia. No matter how strong a person was, there would definitely be such a moment! This was the moment Cardinal was aiming for. . When the carriage suddenly started to slow down, a screeching sound came from the friction between the rail and the wheels. At that moment, Tyrons figure in the carriage shook, and he adjusted his standing position. Thementator also shouted at this time, Heres his chance! It was in this short second that Cardinal stormed in again, sweeping in from the front of the carriage! His de cut through the chilly air in a sh, leaving a dazzling white light in Tyrons dark, golden eyes. Tyron didnt dodge, exploding into high-speed movement from his original static state to sh against Cardinals daggersCChe transformed that moment of inertia into a startling forward dash! The two assassins moved as fast as lightning. When they moved towards each other from opposing sides, they practically shed together in the blink of an eye, and in the next blink, they had already passed by the other party! Only then could the ding sounds of metallic impact be heard, reminding people that during those two blinks, there had already been a confrontation of des. Then, they watched the health bars of both people decrease at the same time. Tyron went from full health to 89% as the system judged that Cardinal hadnded a three-hitbo! Meanwhile, Cardinals health dropped from 80% to 39%, the system judging that Odin hadnded an eight-hitbo! The malementator grew excited, de fight! Its too fast to describe, hurry up and fight! As expected, it was a fierce storm of ded attacks! When two assassins were in close proximity and moved continuously at high speeds with one in front and one behind, the most likely situation would be a de-wielding fightCC Nobody dared to use skills or techniques during such an ultra-high-paced fight, because after their speeds were raised up like this, each 0.5 second period may provide a whole set ofbo opportunities for their opponent, andbos represented a massive amount of damage! de fights were also one of the basic skills required of a melee contestant. Melee contestants could have no techniques or be unfamiliar with the system skills, but their ability to have a de-wielding fight must have reached a certain level... Otherwise, they were nothing but ordinary people who couldnt even wield a de. Even if they had a myriad of attack skills, they would still be unable to grasp opportunities and keep up with the pace of the fight! When professional yers, who had reached a high level of proficiency in de fighting, fought against each other, it was simr to having peak martial arts masters fight with their internal power... This was something that couldnt be faked at all and also served to best reflect each individuals basic fighting level. . In de fights between warriors, the moves were often big and open, full of vigor and energy; but when two assassins had a de fight, it was as quick as a spark of light, and everything happened too quickly for the eye to keep up! All of the offensive and defensive de movements were like trajectory lines in Cardinals eyes. At first, these tracks were easy to navigate through, but soon, as the speed of the de movements grew faster and faster, the tracks became shorter and shorterCChe began to fall behind Tyrons pace. Seven strikes in a second! This was the limit of what Tyron had previously used inpetitions... but, he was still speeding up! Cardinals forehead was covered in uncontroble sweat. He had already retreated to the end of the third carriage and had to use the closed door to help him resist the overwhelming pressureing from in front of him. Malementator: The data is still rising steadily! Eight strikes per second! Cardinals health began to drop steadily! His eyes could no longerpletely catch all of Tyrons movements. His strategy had changed from using all he had to defend against all of the opponents strikes to trying his best to resist the moves that he could. However, Tyrons speed was still elerating! It felt as though he was suspended on a steel wire, graduallying to face the endless abyss beneath himCCCardinal knew that there was a limit, and that limit could be found in his own death, but he didnt know how long it would take to reach it. This kind of feeling was like being watched closely by the God of Death, but it was nothing more than this. . A hallucinatory whisper rang out in the air! It was unreal and pure, sounding as though spirits were singing. At first, everyone thought it was just some inconsequential noise. But soon, they discovered that the quiet whisper was getting louder and closerCCit wasing from the short sword, Song of Triumph! The faster Tyrons des moved, the less frequently his dagger, Deep Silence, appeared, because his Song of Triumph was about to be so fast that it was reaching the upper limits of speed! It was like flying lightning, leaving graceful arcs and light tails in Cardinals eyes while simultaneously sounding out in joy. However, when it reached its opponents ears, the sound was more like the low sound of a death knell. Cardinals heart suddenly tensed up because of the sound! He resolutely stopped the de fight and crossed his two des in front of himCC Technique: Wined Snake Strangle! Cardinals two daggers crossed and whirled in an instant, charging straight towards that streak of lightning. All of this happened in a short moment, and everyone subconsciously held their breath as they watched Cardinalsst standCC Would his health be depletedpletely by Tyrons de, or would he be able toplete his desperate counterattack and extricate himself from this extremely beautiful yet terrible de fight dilemma? . Nobody expected that the lightning sh would suddenly disappear. When Cardinal took back his des and resolutely decided to face abo hit head-on, Tyron had almost immediately also retracted his des. Then, when faced with his enemys double daggers, Tyrons body suddenly fell back. In the middle of his dodge, his ck cloak dissolved directly into the shadows... Shadow Jump! In the next instant, Tyrons shadow appeared behind Cardinal. The short sword and dagger hadnt yet emerged from the shadows, and it was like a cold, ck fog was wrapped around them when theynded silently on Cardinals throat. Tyron didnt move. Because, Cardinal had shown his technique and yet had been side-stepped once again by Tyron. His center of gravity was shaken once again, and he helplessly sent his own body into Tyrons hands. Cardinals body trembled, and he cut his artery on that iparably sharp de, leaving a deep wound. The system judged: Critical attack, fatal blow. It wasnt until Cardinal died and disappeared in a streak of white light that Tyron appeared fully from within the shadows. Like a statue of the God of Death, he waited until his enemys death before suddenly dropping his two des and letting the blood flow down from the snow-white de to coalesce at the tip of the de and drop into the air. The game was over. . Thementators were still exining thatst encounter when the two contestants returned to the stage. It seems that the difference in skill level between the two contestants is quite obvious. Unfortunately, Cardinal encountered Contestant Odin, who is very strong at de fights. The de fight between the twosted for eight seconds. It was five strikes per second in the first second, reaching seven strikes per second by the fourth second. By thest second when we started to hear the cry of the short sword, it was almost nine strikes per second... This data is really scary! ording to the A-Leagues official records, the fastest for a double-ded de fight was 9.17 strikes per second, and it was achieved by an experienced senior 50 years ago. It was really a very unwise choice for Cardinal to enter a de fight at the start. Although Odins achievements in de fights cant be said to be unprecedented, he is definitely still one of the few absolute masters in the arena! As he listened to these twomentators words, Cardinals inner thoughts were: Its easy for you to say! Its easy for you to say!! You go up and try to sneak attack Odin if you have the ability! Youre making it sound like I had a choice not to fight against him with des! While he was raging crazily inside, Cardinal kept up the silent temperament of a master on the outside and absentmindedly went get a drink of water from beneath the stage. . Tyron usually washed his hands during the five-minute half-time break. He would also take the opportunity to see what Victor was doing in the first row (did he appreciate his husbands heroism?). This time, he looked over to find that Victor wasnt sitting in his own spot anymore but rather sitting next to Cardinals rtives and chatting with Cardinals younger cousin. Tyron: ...... The master assassin knew how to read lips, so he spent a moment to see what they were talking about. Victor: You see, my boyfriend doesnt use a plug-in. Hes stronger than your big cousin. Younger cousin: I dont believe it! My big cousin is the best in the world! Your boyfriend must be using a plug-in! Its just that the group of idiots in the A-League havent discovered it! Victor made an oh sound, looked left and right, then showed a very dark and terrible expression, Little friend, do you dare to say it again? If you lie with your eyes open, youll be picked up and eaten by a special child-eating devilC-the devil will peel off your skin in a hot spring, then fry and toss you around over and over again! Stir! Fry! Braised! Stewed! Exploded! ... He hadnt even finished speaking. The little cousin burst into tears and wailed, Waaaaaaaah!! Victor hid away his demonic expression instantly and showed a guilty expression. He quickly nced around to ensure that the camera hadnt captured the scene and quickly took out two pieces of chocte, handing them over to the little cousin. The little cousin epted the chocte, but he was still sniffling and crying. Tyron: ...... My Vic... Well, hed learned well. . At this time, Cardinal had discovered that Tyron was looking at the seating area for rtives, so he also came over to take a look. He saw his little devil-like cousin starting to cry endlessly once again, yet Victor, who was sitting next to him, didnt seem to mind! He even gently treated him to chocte! And, he touched his head so kindly! Cardinal was rather embarrassed as he spoke, Ah, apologies, my younger cousin is a little naughty. Tyron looked at him silently and didnt speak. The master assassin suddenly felt that his Vic... might have the potential to excel ones master?! Ch81 - Provincial Competition - Assassin 3

Chapter Ch81 - Provincial Competition C Assassin 3

trantor: xiin editor: kara This younger cousin of Cardinals would always burst out crying when things didnt go his way. The master assassin didnt feel any fear over this, nor did he find it useful, except for one thing... At the beginning of the next match, Tyron looked unkindly at this big cousin and couldnt keep himself from imagining: Would Cardinal look like his younger cousin if he suddenly burst out crying with a wail, too? On the other side, Cardinal suddenly shivered. . The second matchs randomized map was: Angelic Castle. This map was basically an abandoned ssical castle that was about six stories high, but the upper levels had mostly copsed and only the structural frame was left. The first and second levels were rtively intact, and battles would generally take ce there. Seeing this, thementator spoke up, This is a very good map for assassins, particrly assassins who are good at ambushes. The terrain isplex, there are many obstacles, and more importantly, there are many ces with a height advantage. For ambushing assassins, height advantages are their lifelineCCin the next match, its likely that conflict will break out while they both try to seize themanding height. The femalementator said, Simply put, in this match, the two yers want topete to see who is on top and who is below... Malementator: ... I somehow feel like theres something wrong with your words? Anchor: Scious female anchor 2333333! Its all in the eye of the beholder, tsk tsk! . At the end of the day, the malementator was an old hand in the e-sports circle, and his experience was really there. When this map was drawn, Cardinals first thought was: I have to be on top! So, when the countdown ended, he went invisible as fast as he could, then immediately went to find a way to climb up to the top of the castle. As an experienced assassin, his items bag was always stocked with climbing hooks. In contrast, the master assassin didnt have any climbing propsCC he only needed his two weapons, steel wires, and darts. Therefore, after entering the arena, Tyron first observed the environment before entering stealth like Cardinal and heading for themanding heights. Surprisingly, Tyron wasnt slow at all despite not having any assistance from climbing props. When they encountered the same seemingly precarious climbing points, Cardinal would sometimes need the help of the ropes while Tyron was nimble and jumped over quickly. The two of them were aiming for the samemanding point, one climbing in front with the other behind; Cardinals progress was a little faster. Femalementator: Lord Four has another characteristic that people cant understandCCwhy is he always so light on his feet? Its the same during aerialbat and also when hes climbing. Theres always the feeling that hes floating... The malementator thought for a moment and said, Perhaps hes had special training. Elves, or some even rarer lineages with wings like goblins, devils, angels, and so on can be chosen in some games. Getting used to the characters with such special lineages and going through targeted training is helpful in improving yers flexibility and agility. At this moment, Tyron was still moving at an unhurried ce and climbing slowly up the wall to one side. At this time, a crow gentlynded on a gpole not far from them. Both assassins movements stopped at the same time as though someone had pressed the pause button. Their eyes both stopped on the crow for a moment before slowly shifting away. Their agility and acuity amazed both thementators and audience. Thementators even subconsciously lowered the volume of their voices, as though afraid that theyd be identally discovered by the contestants, Lord Four changed his climbing route! Was it because he discovered something? But the question is, how did he find out? Tyron had noticed that Cardinal was standing high up in the corner. This was because, just a moment ago, when Cardinal had turned to look at the crow, his foot had also turned about 10 degrees in order to maintain his bnce. The sound of the friction between the soles of his boots and the rough stones had exposed his position. . A murderous aura unlike any other had already spread through the silent air. Tyron kept one hand on the wall as he lightly felt out the next climbing point. The stone there had been eroded by the passing of time and was likely to make noise if he continued to put weight on it. He stopped his movements, took out a wire, and carefully wrapped it around a corner. After doing this, Tyron moved sideways again and wrapped the same steel wire around two other ces. A few secondster, he came to thest ce that could be used to climb up to the top. At this time, Cardinal had already put his ropes into position on three high pointsCChe was ready to move at any time. Tyron listened to the movements over his head. Suddenly, he quickly flipped himself up, silently pressing his dagger against one of the ropesCC But instead of cutting the rope, he left it in a dangerous condition where it stopped just short of breaking and left it there. There was no way for Tyrons movements to avoid detection. The crossbow in Cardinals hand was loaded up extremely quickly, aiming precisely at Tyrons position. However, in the following second, the sound of movement came from all directions around Cardinal! CCTyron had pulled the steel wire, causing small-scale copses at three or four locations simultaneously. . Faced with changes from all sides, Cardinal resolutely decided to change positions. Malementator: Scheme and counter-scheme! Lord Four used this trick to cover up what hed done, but Cardinal thought that he was only trying to raise up a false rm! In order to prevent Odin from attacking from any possible direction, Cardinal directly changed his position. He didnt expect that Odin was clearly nning to exchange blows in the next wave... There was a sudden change in the arena before he could finish speaking! After Cardinal switched to another high point, he decisively made use of his crossbow and fired it towards the location where the sounds had first originated! Femalementator: It was a series of quick and short sounds. Cardinal is quite powerful to be able to remember each position like that! One of Cardinals bolts came straight towards Tyron. Tyron dodged quickly to the side, allowing it to brush against his hood and embed itself into the wall. He managed not to make a sound even while performing such a quick action. After this round of shooting, Cardinal temporarily decided to lower the danger level of those areas in his mind. However, in the moment when Cardinal had decided to take it lightly, Tyron stormed out from his positionCC Two shes! Arriving right next to his opponent! . The outbreak of this conflict was faster than ever. Tyron was still in the middle of his second sh when Cardinal responded and shot out thest bolt in his crossbow. There was a crisp sound, and then, the sh directly split the crossbow bolt into two parts! The body of the bolt broke into two and embedded itself into the stone wall nearby. Tyron swept in like an eagle from the sky, the weapons in his hands shing with Cardinal almost immediately. The crossbow in Cardinals hand broke under the massive impact! However, this had already gained him enough time. He pulled out his dagger and used it to block the front of his chest, just in time to block the tip of Tyrons de. Cardinal rolled back, and the two of them fell into a room in the half-dpidated castle at the same time. They had a brief sh in the narrow space. Cardinal was retreating as he fought, and neither side used their full strength during this skirmish. Suddenly, Cardinals foot stepped into nothingness! He seemed to have lost his bnce at that moment, falling into the empty gap at the back of the room. At the same time, he flipped and made use of the crooked stone wall nearby to slow down his fall. Tyron didnt hesitate to jump down after him and run sideways down the stone wall. During this period, the exchanges between the two of them happened at a very high frequency! At this time, Tyrons health bar was still nearly full while Cardinal had dropped down to 80%. This once again showed the significant gap in strength. Now, the femalementator called out nervously, Theyre about to reach the bottom! . Just before hended on the ground, Cardinals cape snapped out, and his falling speed decreased abruptlyCC It turned out that hed caught a dangling rope during his fall. He was well-prepared as he stopped his own fall, quickly swinging away from Tyrons melee range. Tyron was still in the midst of dropping. After losing his prey, he took advantage of the stone wall and pushed against it. Two shes! With the shes, Tyron entered a corridor on the second floor of the castle. Although he hadnt dropped all the way to the bottom, the huge impact still forced him to roll. He didnt stop at all though before taking out two darts and shooting them out into the air. The malementator shouted, Too urate! They hit! The dartsnded perfectly on Cardinals rope. The rope that had already been attacked by Tyron earlier couldnt bear much weight. After being hit again by the darts, the rope suddenly broke apart! Cardinal, who was mid-air as he tried to climb up again, helplessly fell back down again. And, waiting for him at the bottom was Tyron, who uttered a single sybleCC Shadow Jump! . When faced with Cardinal, who was falling from mid-air, Tyron chose to use Shadow Jump to appear behind him! As the figure wrapped in shadows appeared behind Cardinal, the two of them shed in mid-air for a full second! Cardinal was basically already in a state of being unable to fight back, but he still forced out a windmillboCCdue to theck of leverage, this windmillbo only consisted of three hits. However, this unsessfulbo attack of his was enough to allow him to sessfully escape the fate of being used as a stepping stone when Tyronnded on the ground! Cardinal wasnt hisnding mat when theynded and therefore avoided massive injury. Tyron crossed his two des and shed againCCthis sh was parallel to the ground and offset the impact of thending. However, Cardinal had no choice but to roll on the spot, which could be considered a messynding. Even with this, his health bar still fell to 50%. At this moment, the light leftover by the sh had dissipated, and Tyrons de once again arrived in front of Cardinals body. Cardinal had no way to hide and could only counterattackCC Shadow Jump! Ch82 - Provincial Competition - Assassin End

Chapter Ch82 - Provincial Competition C Assassin End

trantor: xiin editor: kara Some of an assassins most popr skills were: Stealth, Backstab, Throat Slice, and Shadow Jump. Shadow Jump was the official name, but it was moremonly referred to as Shadow Attack, where the user would appear in the shadows behind the target after a 0.5 second dy. It was the only instant cast skill that allowed assassins to directly appear behind the enemy, so it was often used at the most critical point for assassins in order to chase or dodge. Cardinal seldom used this skill, because he was an assassin who was good at lurking and backstabbing. Shadow Jump wasnt one of his strong points, but that didnt mean he couldnt do it. Now, he used it to dodge and counterattack! . As the shadows formed behind Tyron, a pair of sharp daggers stretched out and crossed over his throat. However, a mere Shadow Jump wouldnt be enough to threaten the master assassin. At least, Cardinals Shadow Jump hadnt reached that level yet! He hadnt grasped the true meaning of the shadows! At this moment, everyone had an illusion that theyd just heard a very light knock against metal. Tyrons dagger, Deep Silence, was already ced gently against his own throat, easily resisting Cardinals crossed double des. At this moment, Tyron raised his head slightly, the tip of Deep Silence pressed against his chin. His dark golden eyes seemed to be squinting slightly due to his posture, making him appear full of arrogance. CCNobody could grasp his throat from behind. His short sword had already left its sheath and stabbed towards Cardinal, who was now very closeCC One strike! Two strikes! . Cardinals reaction was very quick, his daggers making two sharp cutting sounds against Tyrons Deep Silence as they just happened to... cut the sp of Tyrons hood! When Cardinal leapt back to escape, Tyron flipped around andunched a fierce pursuit. The speed of Tyrons actions were so fast that the strong wind they created directly lifted his hood to reveal the uncovered upper half of his face. His eyes suddenly appeared bright due to the light streaming in from the sky, turning them a brilliant tinum gold. The twomentators lost their train of thought. The malementator: Wind-windmillbo! ... Its a three, five-hitbo! Cardinal was also stunned for a moment, raising his daggers to block the first attack in a daze, then failing to block the sessive strikes. Tyron also paused his actions. He sent him flying with a kick and asked, Spacing out? The master assassin had been ying ording to the unspoken rules of this era and had deliberately set Cardinal up to not lose so miserably, but unexpectedly, he had fallen into a daze at thest moment! . Cardinal came back to his senses, and at this time, he only had a tiny bit of blood left, and the game time had already reached 20 seconds. Then, the sharp point of Deep Silence was at Cardinals artery. Tyron pressed him against the wall and spoke coolly, Courageous. Cardinal: ...... Cardinal felt like he couldnt breathe at all in front of Tyron. After a while, his pupils widened uncontrobly. Tyron realized that he had no intention of resisting and shifted slightly. Deep Silence instantly slid across his throat, taking away thest of his health and turning him into a streak of white light! . The second match was over. The femalementator spoke awkwardly, This, this... heart-touching beauty. Theres nothing that can be done. The malementator quickly made up for thest part of the match that he hadnt been able to exin in time, Cough. What contestant Odin did at the end in order: He first shed, then followed up with Shadow Dance in order to close the distance quickly andunch a rapid attack. Its the first time hes done this in a match. There was no room for contestant Cardinal to dodge as his back was to the wall... However, he couldnt exin why Cardinal had been stunned for half a second. Odin hadnt taken advantage of that half a second either, and had instead gracefully given him a chance to react. Because there had been no way for thementator to exin why Cardinal had paused for that small moment, he hadnt immediately continued on. Even so, the audience fully understood: Amazing, it had been exactly like that! Everyones minds were a mess. They were all lost in their thoughts and couldnt extricate themselves, phrases like heartbeat thundering out of control, and its been three months since weve tasted meatCCthese were all signs of the basic respect for beauty in this world! Public screen: My godddddd... his reputation is well-deserved! He can obviously rely on his looks to reach top ten in the national rankings, but he still insists on using his strength! Begging for Cardinals perspective! I want to be kabedon-ed by Lord Four! ... Begging for the stone walls perspective! The hoods perspective! Or, the daggers perspective! Please please please! My mom asked me why my clothing is covered in saliva... . When they returned to the stage to announce his victory, Tyron suddenly felt that the audiences eyes were burning hot as though they wanted to drill countless holes into his body. If those gazes could generate electricity, then the entire probably wouldnt need to worry about energy that day. Master assassin: ...... At first, he hadnt cared about things like showing his face. After all, he had often used it to confuse or even hypnotize his target in the past. In a dark society, the beauty of the weak could only be used as amodity while the beauty of the strong could be a deadly weapon. Tyron had never been afraid to make use of any of his innate advantages. However, he felt that this hadpletely changed in this interster era?? Look at those gazes. They were damp and sticky, as though they wanted toe up and lick him directly! The old antique master assassin felt suppressed! Hed just exposed his face, but people were reacting so much. He couldnt go on just acting as though nothing was going on; he, who had originally not been so much of an iceberg, had no choice but to be even more solemn and serious, turning as cold as ice and frost! Tyron took a deep breath, pushed away the hosts microphone and coldly walked away. CCGo away, you face con interster people! Next time, he would remember to rece the hood buckle with one made of pure steel. . Off-stage, Tyron had to make use of the power of a master assassin in order to dodge all the fans trying to catch him alive and leave the venue with Victor via a special passage. As they walked, Victor said, Every time I see a series of lick lick lick in thements, I feel like something that belongs to me has been taken advantage of by others! Tyron: How scary. Dont lick at random. Victor had never heard him say the word scary before. It was the first time hed learned that there was something the War God would avoid, and he couldnt help butugh and say, Isnt licking you my privilege? Tyron was silent for a moment, ... Where do you want to lick? Victor blushed, but muttered at the same time, Well, its all mine anyway. Tyron: .... Will you take responsibility if something happens? Victor: Taking responsibility is a given, but can we pay in installments? Its a bit hard to bear all at once. For example, I can take 30% of the responsibility today, and the remaining 70% the day after... Tyron: Is this what you interster people call mathematical thinking? Tsk. . When the two of them reached the end of the passage, they encountered Cardinal and his younger cousin again. Cardinal had a confused expression on his face, Did you have a traffic ident? What are you taking responsibility for? Tyron nced over him coldly, Eavesdropping? Cardinal had already been killed by him four times. He suddenly shuddered and said, No, no. I just heard thest two sentences and was curious... In retaliation for his stupidity during thatst moment in the previous match, Tyron spoke without changing his expression, Nothing serious. Were discussing how to deal with the body after killing off a little assassin friend. Bury 30% today, and 70% the day after tomorrow. When he spoke of this, the little cousin thought that he was talking about him and burst into tears with a wail. Cardinal thought that he was talking about him and immediately shuddered again. Victor suppressed his smile, reached out to rub the little cousins head kindly, neutralizing Tyrons murderous aura, and said softly, Were you standing here waiting for us? The little cousin had tears in his eyes and didnt dare to look up at Tyron. He lowered his head and said, I wanted to take a photo with you and get your autograph... Victor: Are you convinced now? No! My big cousin will defeat you after going back to train for another year! The little cousin faced Tyron with the whirl on top of his head and continued, But, youre very big! So, I want a photo! Victor: ...... Tyron: ...... Cardinal: So-so-so-sorry! Tyron stretched out two fingers and ced them on the little cousins head, pushing him a small distance away. Well talk about it after you win against me. . After Tyron and Victor left, one big and one little cousin stood there hand-in-hand. A cool breeze blew over, and the little cousin said, I didnt get a photo... Big cousin: Who told you to be so straightforward? I also wanted a photo and his autograph, but I felt awkward asking after you spoke up. Little cousin: You got kabedon-ed by him! Kabedon! You were soooo close... Big cousin: To tell you the truth, your big brothers legs went soft. The little cousin put on a show of self-importance and said, Look at how useless you are! Then, secondster, the big cousin suddenly seemed to realize, Ah? Boyfriend? They havent gone public yet, right? Did I just stumble across an exclusive story? . In fact, they werent very far from going public. The tabloids had already caught sight of Tyron wearing a I am Little Vics t-shirt when doing his morning exercises outside. If it hadnt been that hed put on a mask after realizing that he was being chased by the paparazzi, a single photo of the War God doing mere morning exercises would have blown up the Star Net on the spot... However, the little journalists had also obtained a deep level of understanding about the War Gods acuity. Theyd discovered that the War God would immediately notice that they were watching him no matter what method they used, and would often give them a warningCCunless he was in a very good mood. This ability was very amazing. There was a rumor in the press circles that Odin was one of the nations top-level secret agents, and that rumor sounded particrly reasonable. Once, Tyron and Victor had gone out for dinner and sat down in a couples seat by the window. At the time, two groups of journalists had just happened toe across them and had taken the opportunity to obtain a series of photos. As a result, Tyron had casually moved the green potted nts that decorated the front of the ss window, then acted as though nothing had happened. The two potted nts were moved right between Victor and the reporters, making it so that neither of the two groups of reporters could capture Victors face. Finally, the reporters were left with no way to release the news. One reporter also shuddered, expressing: The War God would use a small piece of ss to reflect the light and create a small light beam as a warning, ensuring that every paparazzis eyes would be blinded once. Even those who were disguised as passers-by on the street couldnt escape. This was the peak level of awareness that top agents would have... Ch83 - Lieutenant Victor

Chapter Ch83 - Lieutenant Victor

trantor: xiin editor: kara At the end of the day, the master assassin was indeed very different from the secret agents of the interster era. One of the problems was that Tyron didnt have a deep understanding of some of the weapons used in the interster era, and he didnt have enough experience with his enemies who used them. For exampleCCthe anti-matter sniper rifle. So, when he opened up his next opponents official website, he first pondered for a long time over the name of their weapon. Anti, matter, sniper, rifle. He understood every word when they were split up, but the old antique could only ask the search engine for more information when they were all put together. . As could be seen... Tyrons next opponents ID was Momo, which was a rather cute ID, but his profession wasnt cute at all. He was a sniper, and not only that, he was a futuristic sniper. His best weapon was the anti-matter sniper rifle, and he would try to continue sniping even during mid-distancebat. Only when he was in closebat would he take out his positron gun and sma sword. ... Hm. Posi, tron, gun. sma, sword. Tyron, the old antique master assassin: ...... Its time to call out my Vic. . When Victor was called in, he read over the nouns, then exined in one sentence each what antimatter, positron, and sma were. The old antique in front of him had an empty gaze as he memorized them and said, I understand the theory, but what is a sma sword? Victor pushed up his sleeves and sketched out a schematic of a superrge sma sword (also referred to as a lightsaber) from scratch. He drew out countless maic field lines with ease and exined in detail how concentrated beam weapons worked. By the time he had finished speaking, the old antique was already sitting in his chair, his chin propped up on one hand and his beautiful eyespletely ck as they stared quietly at him. Victor: ...... Was there actually something in this world that his male god couldnt ovee? Tyron: ...... Was there actually something more troublesome than the fire demon king in this world? Arge schematic diagram sat between the two of them as they both sat there meditatively. After a while, Victor took the lead and expressed: Lets forget about these things, and go straight to the virtual arena. . Victor spoke in a small voice, Boys all like guns when theyre young. Ive touched all kinds of real guns, but its not easy to obtain a sniper rifle, so Ive never tried it before. When I first learned about electromaism, I even tried to make a sma cannon by hand... Tyron: ... And then? Victor: I was spanked by Mommy until my bottom was red QAQ Tyron nodded once to express his strong agreement with Ms. Junes approach. In order to deal with assassin cubs who would tiptoe in to steal Deep Silence and Song of Triumph, he would also turn both their buttocks red, then strip them naked and toss them into a hive. . The two of them entered the arena and opened a separate small server. They chose an open in map that had nothing on it. Victor created a starter character without changing anything and started switching out a set of equipmentCC The Alliances officers and lieutenants often wore ck as their main color, supplemented by silver trim. They looked serious and ascetic; their neckline, cuffs, and waist seams were perfectly tailored, perfectly reflecting the masculine charm of their wide shoulders and narrow waists. They had snow-white lining inside their coats, and their necktie, chest, and shoulder ps were all covered in shining badges. A stately silver spike hung from their right shoulder to their elbow. In addition to this standard uniform, their trousers and boots were all pure ck. Their officers cap was trimmed in silver, with a shining Second Lieutenants medal hanging from it. Victor wore a full set of gear and curiously pulled open his belt to pull out the small handgun that had been stuffed inside. He noticed a ck folding baton (used forbat,manding human beings, and AI subordinates), and saidughingly, These settings are veryplete, but I dont know how to use it... He looked up and saw Tyron narrowing his eyes slightly. Victor was instantly silent: ...... There was... a kind of feeling that he was being stared at by a fierce beast... not good. . Fortunately, the master assassin who had entered working mode was very dedicated, and wouldnt do something like sleeping with his apanying trainer until they couldnt get out of bed. He instead used his sight to invade the Second Lieutenant with his gaze from top to bottom, then gestured that he should start with shooting. Because both sides needed to familiarize themselves with using a sniper rifle, they stood together and shot at several separate static and moving targets. Victor adapted very quickly. Before long, he made an OK gesture to indicate that they could give it a try. In order to take care of his rookie little, the first match was still held on the endless open map. They only prepared a high-rise building with windows so that Victor could snipe down at the ground. The two of them were five hundred meters apart, which was enough for him to fire several shots. This distance had the highest damage and was within the most urate range for sniper rifles. Of course, it was unlikely for them to be so far apart during a real match. It was more likely to be within 50 and 200 meters apart. From five hundred meters away, Victor would use the auxiliary far-distance equipment on the sniper rifle for better aiming. However, for Tyron, who had elvish lineage, his vision was able to reach the same distance without assistance. He might lose a little precision, but he could still see the outline and could be considered a human telescope. During the first shot at the start, Tyron stood there motionless and noticed that Victor was a bit anxious when he fired. Sure enough, the bullet deviated by about 0.01 degrees. From a distance of 500 meters away, it added up to several meters away from Tyron. The whistling bullet ended up hitting a small sand bunker instead. Tyron shrugged his shoulders and began to move closer to Victors position. . At the master assassins speed, five hundred meters passed by in a sh. Victor only had time to fire four shotsCCand was still standing in ce firing continuously. Three of these shots had been urate, but were dodged by the master assassins erratic movementsCCalthough Tyron was only dodging at random, it seemed that it was more than enough to deal with the inexperienced sniper. Tyron then entered the shadow jump range and directly appeared in the shadows behind him. Victor set down the sniper rifle, but he hadnt had enough time to pull out his small handgun and continue fighting before Tyrons dagger had already sent his tactical belt flying. The dagger then raised his chin gently, forcing him to look up. Victor: ...... Tyron lifted Victors head just so that he could bow his own head and kiss him. He then took back his dagger and put it back in its scabbard with a flourish. Victor burst outughing and said, I thought we were having an actual fight? The Second Lieutenant has charm and good looks. The master assassin was expressionless as he spoke, I cant bear to kill him and would rather take him back to be the wife of my stronghold. Victor picked up his baton that had been pinned to his back and pped him on the chest, How rude! Presumptuous! Tyron stretched out his finger towards the tip of the baton,ughed meaningfully, and gently pushed it back before taking a step back and disappearing into the shadows. . After going back to five hundred meters away, Tyron heard the Second Lieutenant broadcast loudly, That rude man over there! Youve been surrounded by me alone! Give up all resistance, or youll be shot through! There was nowhere to hide on this map, so Tyron stood there on the open ground and watched from far away as Victor prepared to aimCC Whiz! The bullet missed because Tyron had gone invisible and dodged. Victors movements were still unhurried; he switched to biological targetingCCthe sniper rifle had many auxiliary aiming abilities. It could be said that Victor was now the natural enemy of stealth-based assassins. These professions actually mutually suppressed each other. In long-distance fights, a sniper could kill an assassin in two shots, but in closebat, an assassin could easily take away the snipers life with only a series ofbo hits. Such characteristics meant that it was often possible to distinguish the winner and loser within the first skirmish during fights between assassins and snipersCCeither the sniper was able to see through the others invisibility and directly kill off the assassin from a distance, or the sniper would fail to seize the chance and end up allowing the assassin to get close and easily beat him to death. This was about sneak attacking and counter-sneak attacks or scheme and counter-scheme. . This time, the Second Lieutenant was caught once again. There was a big difference in skill level between the two. Tyron had deliberately gone a lot slower, but Victor was still unable to see through his invisibility. He reappeared in the shadows behind Victor again. This time, he controlled his arm without saying a word, turned his head around, and forcefully kissed him once more. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Second Lieutenant pulled out his handgun in anger and pressed it against the assassins Adams apple. Therefore, Tyron let go, took a step back, and raised both hands. Victors mouth cocked up in triumph, and the muzzle of his gun shifted slightly, aiming two shots at the buckle on his hood. The hood dropped. The master assassin hadnt worn a mask this time. His face was exposed, and he raised his eyebrows slightly as he looked at Victor. The Second Lieutenant whistled, Theres no point talking about being the wife of a stronghold. How about you consider being the wife to a Lieutenant instead? As soon as his voice fell, the master assassin suddenly made a move, tossing a dart at close range to shoot down his handgun. After that, he moved as quick as lightning to catch the gun in mid-air and press it back against Victors neck. Victor wasnt satisfied, but he was already pressed against the windowsill once again. The sniper rifle fell to the ground with a tter. . The Second Lieutenant tried to resist for a while, but it was unsessful and even left him gasping for breath. After that, he was flipped over, his hands tied together by his own tactical belt. Tyron adjusted the muzzle of the gun, first pressing it against his left chest before sliding it up along the middle of his uniform, directly undoing the top two buttons. The cold barrel of the gun came into direct contact with skin. Victor felt his chest go numb and couldnt help but swallow nervously, his Adams apple convulsing. Tyron suddenly chuckled and flipped the handgun, casually hanging it on the medals of his uniform. He said, Were even. Victors chest heaved; the handgun that was attached to it knew exactly how violent his heart was beating. He was suddenly unhappy with the master assassins dedication to work. Now, he was the one who wanted to toss the other man onto the bed! What was the point in fighting? What exactly was the point?! Hed really never seen such a flirty assassin before... Ch84 - Perfect Plan

Chapter Ch84 - Perfect n

trantor: xiin editor: kara In the third match, in order to bnce out the level of difficulty, Victor turned on the perspective + self-aiming plug-in. This time, the muzzle of the sniper rifle would automatically aim at the master assassin and simte the worlds top level snipers hand to follow the target. (Following the target refers to the ability to align the muzzle of the gun with the target and follow it continuously.) Tyron was shot at twice, but he was left unscathed both times. His random movements couldnt be perfectly predicted even viaputer simtion, and the data given by the system could only reach a 60% hit rate. This was already very low. After all, theputing power that was being used to deal with him alone was already at the trillion-hertz level. If it had been a human sniper, perhaps only one or two out of ten shots would hit. Of course, this was a conclusion drawn from the simplest map and the most direct way of fightingCCa real sniper would have many more tricks. . Professional yers had many tricks up their sleeves, many of which were kept hidden, making it difficult to predict anything before the start of the match. And, Victor, as an amateur guest, had no tricks to speak of. At most, he only had the beauty trick. At the end of the third match, Lieutenant Victors army boots were taken off, and he stepped barefoot on the dark, cold weaponry. He didnt know whether tough or cry as he said, Changing ways to bully people all day long... Not only that... When the fourth match came around, the master assassin had somehow worked his magic to steal his baton and left three or four red welts on his chest... They werent only tingling, numb, and itchy. The marks that were left made Victor himself feel really turned on when he looked at them. He blushed all over and said, You, you... Tyron swung the baton back and forth and was quite satisfied with its flexibility. He asked, Can this thing be made in reality? Victor finally cried out, No! You cannot! Its illegal! Tyron sighed, then inserted it into Victors cor, patted it lightly, and disappeared again. This time, the Lieutenant had been bullied too fiercely. At the start of the next match, he gave himself the worlds biggest g and said, My male god said! That after he finishes this match! Hell go back to his home town to watch the ocean! Get married! Get a high retirement fee and remove himself from the industry! . A few secondster, Victor really encountered a stroke of luck! A bullet just managed to take advantage of all the right conditions and hit the master assassin in the chest despite a 1% chance! A bright red flower bloomed on his chest, and his health bar directly dropped down to a critical level at a speed visible to the naked eye. It seemed that he would be done for if he was even touched by another bullet! Victor raised the sniper rifle and shot again, but was unable tond another hit. Tyron was obviously weakened when he appeared from the shadows this time. He said faintly, Not bad, little Lieutenant... Victor pointed his handgun at the shadows and said, Come out. Itll be bad if my hand slips and I shoot you by ident. Tyron didnt answer and only narrowed his eyes. Because of his frailty, he looked unusually pale and cold. When the fangs were factored in, he was very much like the legendary handsome and evil Vampire Duke. Amidst the silence, he stretched out his hand to reveal his chest, the skin and blood forming a strikingly beautiful contrast. Victor sucked in a breath of cold air, and the handgun dipped down unconsciously. And then, Tyron bullied him... All of a sudden! His dagger shed out and touched Victors artery. He spoke leisurely, Little Lieutenant, its easy for you to be hurt if youre so addicted to beauty. Victor: ...... The Lieutenant was filled with indignation! He was going to go offline first! And then cut off the inte! And push him down on the bed! And then, the Lieutenant and the assassin achieved the big HE of life! . At the end, Victor entered a deep state of meditation as heid there on the bed. At first, werent we trying out the sniper rifle? Tyron replied, Ive basically figured out a way to deal with snipers. Victor reached out and weakly punched a pillow. He spoke with frustration, Howe I didnt gain even a little bit of sniper rifle experience? Now that I think about it, after ying five matches, all I remember is the uniform roley... Tyron: Uniform roley? That term is pretty good. Then, if the baton cant be made, what about a whip? Victor grabbed the pillow and pressed it on his face. He was aggrieved and said, I cant beat you! Dont hit me! Tyrons voice was muffled as he spoke from beneath the pillow, The positions can be reversed. ...... Victor imagined a scene where his male gods naked chest was covered in red marks... Victor immediately covered his nose and said, I can try shopping online. It was now the master assassins turn to be silent as he thought over it carefully: When exactly did his Vic start bing this...? However, he couldnt figure out what adjectives to use to finish the sentence. . Victor slept for another half a day before finally getting up for dinner. Tyron had gradually begun to umte experience in the interster kitchen. He used his rare leisure time to make two egg tarts. As he watched Victor curl up on the sofa, sucking in two breaths of cold air for every bite he took, his toes curled up from pleasureCC Tyron suddenly came up with an idea. This idea came out of the blue and would never have appeared in his dictionary in the past, but it seemed to be all-pervasive once it appeared and had rooted itself deeply in his mind in a moment of carelessness. ...... The next morning, Victor woke up in a daze and asked, Why are you going out to do morning exercises so early today...? I woke up rather early, Tyron said, Go back to sleep. Victor obediently went back to sleep and fell asleep immediately. Tyron went out, found a breakfast shop, then opened up his terminal, and thought for a moment before inputting into the search bar: How to propose marriage. . A few minutester, after looking at a certain trending topic, he narrowed down his search: A-League, marriage proposal. Dissatisfied with the results, he continued to modify the search terms: A-League Provincialpetition, marriage proposal. He was still dissatisfied and continued to revise the terms: A-League, Champion, marriage proposal. CC7,410,083 search results. Over the past 100 provincialpetitions across the six star provinces of the A-League! A total of 8 provincialpetition champions proposed to their girlfriend/boyfriend on the spot during the excitement! Out of these 8 people, all of their proposals were a sess! Other than two couples who had already passed away, the remaining six were still very loving and affectionate. One pair had formed only three years ago and also nned to participate in the A-League this year! The probability of sess for these provincialpetition champions was indeed quite high. So much so that theizens had created long forum threats that blessed the new couples while joking that the A-League was the cradle of model couples. It was even said that the neers who had been kissed while holding the championship trophy would obtain a special blessing... A wonderful sex life? Fertility? Double transmigration? Their future generations would be first in the A-League? What kind of nonsense was this? It felt like those religious organizations with no moral integrity that were always trying to attract believers. Tyron: ...... The master assassins mouth twitched. He quickly scanned through the contents of theizens strange thoughts, then continued reading on. When he reached a piece of news about a provincialpetition champion who knelt down in public to propose, he felt nothing at all. But, the video continued on to show the other partys girlfriend who came on stage. She was so moved that she cried, rubbing furiously at her tears and unable to catch her breathCC Tyron suddenly became interested. It seemed that it would be quite amazing and exciting if Victor cried so hard. On second thought, Victor was bing more and more experienced. There werent many opportunities to make him cry like a little silly fool anymoreCCso, this was a great chance! A great opportunity!!! . For the sake of this exciting future, the master assassin was starting to look forward to the provincialpetition championship. He even calcted it. After winning this round against the sniper, they would arrive at the provincial semi-finals. 24 people would qualify to enter the semi-finals, and after two rounds, it would be the top six. The two with insufficient points would be eliminated, and then, the top four would enter the finalsCCif he was lucky, from there, he would be the champion after another two games. 1+2+2. A total of five games. By the time they reached the finals, there would be at least 30,000 people in the actual arena, and the virtual world was expected to have a full 320 million spectators this year. There would be even more people watching the live broadcast, and there was simply no way to calcte all the viewers. The Second Star Province was an old province with arge poption. ording to the statistics, it had 452 billion people. 81% indicated clearly that they would watch the National Championships, and 56% would definitely watch the provincialpetition. In other words, the birth of a champion in the provincialpetition would be seen by over 200 billion people. After thinking about it for a while, Tyron felt that he would be losing out a bit if so many people saw Little Vic cryingCCso, he quickly decided to bring a coat and wrap Little Vic uppletely, then hide him in his arms and bring him away so that nobody else could see. Perfect n. . Except that he hadnt taken Victors schedule into ount. CCVictor had to return to the Third Star Province. The bill put forward by Ms. June had been formally passed and would soon be piloted among several Star Regions in the Third Star Province. An Association of Creators would be brought together, and the association would sponsor the creation,mentary, editing, appreciation, maintenance, and so on of original works such as literature, music, and painting. It also had an important responsibility to protect the rights and interests of creators, and there was great hope that it would improve the overall spiritual level of the Third Star Province. It was said to be one of the most important actions taken in recent years. The prototype for this association followed Vicker Companys model. Vicker had just won hundreds of small-scalewsuits by virtue of the previous legal precedent and had brought an entirely new energy to the Earth District. As the founder of Vicker Company, Victor had been formally invited to participate in the founding process of the Association of Creators and had also been named Honorary Vice President. This title was an incredibly big deal. After all, governmental organizations were more reliable than anymercialpany. The scale of this move was sorge that it even covered half of the front page of official media in the Second Star Province. Vickers share price rose directly as a response, and even its reputation instantly spread out across the provinces due to the Second Star Provinces official media. Because of his personal family reasons, Victor wasnt mentioned much in the media, but they still carefully described him with many rare, promising words. However, he was the only unhappy one in this entire thing. Because... there was nothing in the world more cruel than separating a little fan from his boyfriends side! . Two days before he had to leave, Victor still hadnt packed. Tyron looked at him helplessly. Victor was wearing a western suit, looking handsome and capableCC CCAs he clutched at the bedpost and said powerlessly, Have Mommy move the association to the Second Star Province, alright? Or, I can pack up and bring the A-Leaguepetition to the Third Star Province... Dont make us separate! QAQ Ch85 - Provincial Competition - Sniper

Chapter Ch85 - Provincial Competition C Sniper

trantor: xiin editor: kara Victor finally left. Before he left, he reluctantly gave a lot of instructions. This characteristic of his was the same as his fathersCChe had talked about anything and everything before Victor left. Tyron hadnt felt much when he first left. He had just felt that this child was cute and stickyCC He had always been a master assassin who traveled through blood and fire, who was dismissive of familial love. Later, two days after Victors departure, Tyron was about topete against the sniper, Momo, when he suddenly recalled the Lieutenant, Lord Victor, with his small handgun and missed him a little. However, Victor was traveling through ultra-light speed channels and couldnt be contacted for the time being. Tyron would asionally turn on the news to follow his progress, and he happened to see a snapshot of Victor just arriving at the Third Star Province that had been taken secretly by a small tabloid. In the snapshot, Victor looked both noble and cold, just like a society elite. He was very reserved when dealing with outsiders and smiled a very proper smile when he shook hands with the leaders. At a nce, he looked like a little aristocrat, who had been cultivated from childhood. In contrast with how hed been when he left, clutching at the bedpost with a wronged little expression... How cute! The master assassin suddenly felt a little disappointed as he sighed and shut off the news. . The room became empty after Victor left. Originally, after his consciousness projection operation, Tyron had preferred to spend a little more of his time in the real world and rarely used the virtual world. He was more traditional (old-fashioned) whenpared to the interster people, and no matter how simr the virtual world was to the real world, he was still more willing to remain in the real world. This led to Victor developing simr habits. However, as soon as Victor left, reality suddenly became very cold. There was almost nobody outside as all the interster people stayed in the virtual world. Even though he was on the densely popted provincialpetition star, there were less than two or three live people outside when Tyron went out for his morning exercises. Tyron wasnt very willing to stay in reality, so he packed everything up. It was at this time that he discovered that Victor had taken away one of the two t-shirts printed with I am Little Vics and I am Little Vic. However, hed taken the wrong one! He took the one that said I am Little Vics! Tyron: ...... The master assassin unfolded the shirt that said I am Little Vic and looked at it for a long time. He couldnt helpughing before folding it back up, taking a photo, and sending it to Victor. It was estimated that there would be a day and a half of transmission dy before Victor received this message. Due to the limitations of the sniper profession and his own tactical advantages and disadvantages, he was often restrained by the tank professions. This left him lingering back and forth in the provincialpetitions. Now, when Momo came up to shake hands with Tyron, both of them were like icebergs. Neither of them had any desire to speak, and the atmosphere made the host shiver. Momos eyes were dead all year around, and it was unknown what he was thinking. On the other hand, the master assassin thought: Tsk, when ites to snipers, my Vic is still cuter. . The twomentators turned on their mics, Its now thest round of group matches. This round is between the assassin, Odin, and the sniper, Momo. There was a burst of excitement from the audience when the name Odin was spoken. Ever since Tyron defeated the national-level contestant Geng Chen in the first round, he had already be a new ck horse for the spectators of the provincialpetition. He was a thoroughly glossy and slippery type of ck horse, and many fans directly rated him as a favorite for the championshipCCalthough such loyal fans werent the majority. Most people from the Earth Districts biggest hope was that he would simply enter the top 12. ... Yes, their requirements were indeed that low. Other than Vantico, who had jumped out of thin air, there hadnt been any other contestants from the Earth District who couldpete in the top 12 of the provincialpetition in a long time. After all, their poption was the lowest out of all the districts, and the contestants from the Earth District had often all been unable to advance beyond the grouppetitions. Every year, the audience from the Earth District would be hopeful as they came to the provincialpetition, only to go back home after a few rounds. It was better to reduce their initial hopes at the beginning so that the disappointment wouldnt be so greatCCthis was really a sad matter that made the listeners brokenhearted and the viewers cry. It was different this year. Arge number of spectators had ced their hopes on their War God. Although the number of people was small, their momentum wasnt weak at all. When they came up, they pulled open a banner and stood united to cheer for their War God. . The femalementator took advantage of the way the wind was blowing to boast, This year, the Earth District should be very proud and ted. Although they only have a few contestants, they are all very excellent. Regardless of whether its Vantico, the former National third runner-up, or Odin, the iceberg War God of this year, theyre all very exciting... Cough, cough! The malementator interrupted her from saying something explosive and added rationally, So far, I havent been able to find enough weaknesses to break through contestant Odins defenses in all the matches he has yed since he appeared. It can only be said that this is an assassin who is very bnced and outstanding. It seems that no matter what profession, battlefield, or situation he faces, he is still very skillful. I have a hunch that his journey wont stop at the provincialpetition. There was the implicit prediction that Odin would be able to enter the National Championships. Some neers might not understand how thementators had managed to see that Odin was more than enough for the task, but most insiders already knew of it: The War Gods 20-second survival rule had already be an unspoken hidden rule that everyone knew of, but nobody spoke of in order to prevent embarrassment. You wanted to beat Odin? You first had to break through this strange 20-second rule, regardless of whether you attacked or retreated, at the very least, it would mean that you had left his control. . As they spoke, the randomized map for the first match had already been drawn. It was the desert temple, a straight and narrow ground map. Tyron had yed a teampetition match on this map before. The terrain of this map only contained a temple in the middle that was rtively moreplicated. Outside of the temple was nothing but endless desert. As soon as this map came out, everyone knew: A sniper could only find a location suitable for sniping and remain rtively hidden in the upper part of the temple. Sure enough, the system distributed the yers the same way. When they entered the map, the sniper, Momo, was on top of the fountain inside the temple. Tyron appeared under a palm tree outside of the temple. When the countdown began, Tyron stood where he was with his eyes slightly closed as he recalled the three-dimensional map of the entire temple in his mind. . At the end of the countdown, when there were two seconds left before the start of the officialpetition, both yers were moving quickly while simultaneously looking for their opponents position. Tyrons location was a little more unfavorable. He started off by concealing himself and approached the shrine at a high speed without revealing himself. From the master assassins point of view, two seconds was enough for him to ensure that the sniper in the temple wasnt in his field of vision after hiding temporarily behind a bunker. When Tyron was nearly ten meters away from the desert temple, a low whistling sound suddenly screamed by his ear. Momo had fired the first shot and urately discovered his enemys position. Even without taking into ount his military experiences, the advantages his equipment gave him were already enough to bring his detection skills to a very high level. After all, the system was bnced. Tyrons stealth could only allow him to be hidden, and it was impossible for him to really crush and bully mere mortals the way he used to. The exposure of locations was mutual. After the first shot, Tyron turned his head slightly, calcted the angle of the bullet from the crater behind him, and then basically locked in on Momos position. Instead of remaining invisible, he took the initiative to expose his figure and used sh twice in order to immediately enter the range of the desert temple. . A good sniper would immediately change positions after their location had been exposed. However, his change of locations had left clues. Tyron had marked out three routes that he could take on the map in his mind. He flipped and jumped onto a high tform, his eyes sweeping around quicklyCC Poof, this was the sound of a muffled shot. The sniper shot again just as the master assassin stood up on the tform. Although Tyron never remained in one ce for too long, the gunshot still struck his arm, and the system decided to deduct 15% of his health. However, Tyron had already found Momo. In the moment after the shot, Momo had already entered the bunker. His movement speed couldnt be said to have been slow, and it couldnt be said that he hadnt tried to hide, but unfortunately, the person he was trying to escape from was Tyron, a master assassin who was used to tracking and killing his enemy. Exposing his back to him was the worst thing his opponent could do. Tyron used sh in mid-air! By the time the sh of light disappeared, Tyron had already arrived in front of him and used a reckless windmillbo! Momo pulled out his gun to fight back, but even before the bullet could leave the barrel, his handgun had already been cut into several pieces by a sharp dagger with a screech. Momos health suddenly fell below 60%! Tyrons left handnded on his shoulder, and he flipped agilely behind him. His dagger took advantage of the situation to slice his throat and directly cut his health in half! Momo didnt hesitate to pull out the lightsaber at his waist, chopping down as he turned backCC His hit came up empty. Tyron, who had been behind him, had once again mysteriously disappeared at some unknown point in time. Momo nced around and suddenly remembered one thing: It was now about 14 seconds into the match. CCOdins disappearance was likely not done out of fear nor because he was forced back but because we wont reach 20 seconds if we continue to fight... It was so contemptuous. This kind of contempt was enough to make any e-sports contestant explode a thousand times on the spot! Fortunately, Momo was an iceberg, whode from the battlefield. He was a sniper famous for his poise and barely managed to restrain himself from blowing up on the spot. He picked up his sniper rifle and walked quickly through the temple. He had to quickly get out of the assassins, who was hiding in the dark, sight and find a suitable sniper position for himself. hey everyone~ just wanted to let you guys know that theres now a second VEN tier on Patreon C you can now get 6 chapters ahead of the public releases! Ch86 - Provincial Competition – Sniper 2

Chapter Ch86 - Provincial Competition C Sniper 2

trantor: xiin editor: kara 17 seconds into the start of the match, the knell of the Death God echoed somberly throughout the arena. The sniper hadnt been able to move to his second location, but the tips of Tyrons des had already arrived as promised. Malementator: The surprise attack was sessful! Its another ambush from above! Theres really no way for a sniper to fight back on this terrain. His handgun is already gone, how will he fight backCC He had just spoken to this point when he saw that Momo was still holding his sniper rifle steady. Femalementator: He turned on the scope! Oh my heavens! Theres only a one-meter melee distance yet Momo opened the scope of his sniper rifle!! What does he want to do? Does he want to snipe Odin from one meter away? A sniper rifle wasnt easy to use in closebatCCthis was an irond rule. This was because the best distance for a sniper rifle was very far, and the telescope magnification of a sniper rifle started off at four times and had an upper limit of over a hundred times. What could be seen through the scope was also extremely narrow after magnification. It was very difficult to find ones opponent through the scope in closebat, akin to the difficulty of using the naked eye to follow the sh of a bullet... If it was difficult to even target, then how could the rifle even be fired? However, Momo did exactly that. It wasnt only because his handgun had been destroyed, but also because he wanted to bet! . The malementator nced at the time of the broadcast that was now at 18.42 seconds into the match and immediately said eagerly, Can he hit!? Will he be able to create a miracle!? During this match, he must at least snipe Odin once in order to fight back! The uracy of the sniper rifle in closebat was pitifully low, but the damage the bullet would cause was also heinously highCCif the shotnded at a vital point, it could potentially be a desperate counter-kill! Momo was betting on this chance. When the de arrived, he knew very clearly that he had about two seconds left, which gave him the opportunity for at most two shots! The first de took away 10% of his health even as Momo shot at Odin while looking through the sniper scope! Following the gunshot, the malementator shouted nervously, It didnt hit! Odin used a sh to arrive behind him... His voice hadnt yet fallen when Tyrons figure moved from behind Momo without stopping, spinning quickly across his side while a dagger simultaneously drew out a graceful arc. Momos sniper scope couldnt catch him! The second shot had already been prepared, but there was no chance for it to be released! At this time, his health had already been reduced to 20% The twomentators shouted at the same time, Hold steady! The key to victory is in this shot! Stay steady! Shadow DanceCC!! Momo has no vision at all. He cant find Odins position! That sh just now hadnt been casual... Tyron hadnt ended up where he was by ident. It had been a prelude to Shadow Dance. This shadow dance onlysted about two seconds, but itpletely blocked Momos chance of getting out hisst shot from the sniper rifle! . At the end of the first match, Odin won, and the score was 1:0. The two icebergs left the arena and didnt show any intention to speak. The host standing in the middle between them felt so awkward that she wanted to cry. The audience allforted her and said, Were already used to it 233333, if the War God actually pays attention to us someday, itll definitely be the end of the world... Its not a big deal! Just think of yourself as being sandwiched between two martial arts legends and have fun! Dont look at how cold Momo is on the surface. In fact, hes shy... Oh, Sister Mo is here!!! The lens director cut the camera to Sister Mo, and they immediately saw Momo talking to his wife on the big screen. The cold-faced snipers wife hade up to check on him after he left the stage, delivering tea and hot water. She waved when she saw herself on the screen, then happily tugged on Momo. Momo didnt look too happy, but he still lowered his head slightly. Sister Mo gave him a big kiss. Yes, in front of countless tens of thousands of people in the audience, the tens of millions of people watching the live broadcast, and the unknown number of people who would watch the stream in the future, she not only gave the sniper a kiss but also left a smear of red. Everyone: ...... Public screen: My god my god my god... I didnt have time to guard against chilly dog food, and it pped me in the face! Someonee and bring over our dog food! The interster limited edition one that was purchased just now! Burn, burn, burn, burn... . Originally, it wasnt a big deal to have a public disy of love, but they unexpectedly had a very bad director. He gestured at the camera, and Odins rtives area appeared on the big screenCC It waspletely empty. Little Vic wasnt there. The camera then swung towards Odin, who had just stepped down from the stage. Odin looked expressionlessly over at Momos side, then walked away indifferently. The public screen was also full of whispers, What is the meaning of this camera perspective? My War God is a real iceberg. Does he need your show of love? Odin is such an amazing male god yet hes still single. Im temporarily not in a hurry either anymore. No, do you remember the legal representative who was sitting there before? I thought that the War God and the representative had made it official... The War Gods hand speed is so fast that I bet hell be single for at least a hundred years! The audience was still guessing at the War Gods emotional life. Several of the people who worked in the media knew Victor. After all, there was a lot of news about him in the circle. The director was now thinking: Hey! Youve abused others for so long. Now its time for you to be abused back... Good and evil will get their just rewards in the end! . Nobody could see any hint of emotion from Odin. The master assassin had always been extremely mysterious and cool, making it so that nobody could predict him. The audience didnt pay much attention to this episode during the break. Five minutester. The second match soon began, and the randomized map was: Lava arena. A rare volcanic map! This was another map that Tyron had yed on before during the Team Competition. yers must obtain supplies after certain intervals of time, or their health would keep dropping. It was equivalent to killing someone off. The venue was also very dangerous; if they fell, they would be sentenced to death as soon as they entered theva. Femalementator: Ohhhhhh my god, a volcanic map! Both yers are squishy professions with low defense, a sniper and an assassin. After they both enter the map, that small amount of health will onlyst them for several dozens of seconds before theyre done for... The malementator picked up where she left off, In a one-on-one individualpetition, the yers usually wont go to get supplies if they are assigned to the volcano map. One reason for this is that the fault tolerance rate is too small, and its too easy for their opponent to seize the opportunity when theyre distracted in an individual fight, making it not worth the potential loss. Another reason is that the duration of individual matches is naturally very short, and in most situations, the contestants wont have much of their health burned off before the winner or loser is determined, and there isnt much need to waste time obtaining supplies... Femalementator: In any case, the map is quite impartial, so both yers will need to hurry up as soon as the match begins. . The countdown had already begun. The two men stood at both ends of the arena in theva and looked at each other across the rubble. There were many ces to hide on this map, such as stone piles,va ridges, volcanic ash, and so on. Additionally, the three-story main building in the arena also provided more ces to hide in. The 30-second countdown ended. The sniper rolled on the spot and directly entered the broken buildingplex and was momentarily unable to be found. As for Odin, to everyones surprise, he didnt start with stealth! Even the experienced malementator was surprised and said, This is really too provocative! This, this... Femalementator: Whats going on? Is Odin giving up on hiding in order to let Momo get the first shot? Isnt this very dangerous for him? The malementator exined, In this case, I can only think of one exnationCCOdin voluntarily gave up the initiative and is waiting for Momo to show up! Its the same as saying, Come out and take the first shot. Im sure you wont be able to kill me! And, Ill immediately figure out your position! Its not just provocation but contempt for the sniper... The femalementator looked puzzled, What good does this do for him? The malementator wanted to say Doing it this way will make it so that you dont need to test out each others positions and saves a lot of time, but his eyes shifted as he thought: Didnt Odin always keep his matches at 20 seconds? In that case, isnt it pure provocation? A taunt? The malementators mouth twitched. In order to prevent provoking a war between the fans of both sides, heughed dryly and said, Friendship first, entertainment second, and thepetitionesst... . Tyron didnt use stealth at all as he slowly stepped up onto a high tform in the middle of the arena. Not only did he obtain a panoramic view of the surrounding terrain and environment, but he also exposed himself to the snipers view. He didnt even pull out his weapon and simply waited quietly as he stood there on the tform. Theva at his feet continued to rise and fall like a fire-breathing snake, the bright fire and dark shadows constantly ying over his face, his clothes moving gently in the air. The scorching heat waves distorted his figure, and only by chance could a small bit of metallic reflection be seenCCfrom his scabbards and buckles. Suddenly, he turned his head slightly. At the same time, the malementator suddenly shouted out, Momo is making his move! They were about 70 meters apart! Momo had set up his sniper rifle behind a bunker in silence. Hepleted the set of actions in under a second: putting together his gun, opening the scope, aiming, and then shooting. The entire series of actions was as smooth as floating clouds and flowing water! This anti-matter sniper bullet travelled through a distance of 70 meters in the blink of an eye and aimed straight at Tyrons chestCC Momo chose not to aim at the head, which in itself showed that he didnt have the confidence that he could guarantee a hit! When snipers felt confident about their attack, they would always choose the head as the damage dealt that way would reach over 300% more than normal; only when they were unsure would they choose the chest. The target was bigger, but the damage bonus was also smaller. . If there was a slow-motion camera, the audience would have been able to see that Tyrons hand was on the hilt of his short sword when the bullet was halfway through its trajectory. However, when his hand touched the hilt of his sword, it took only an instant to suddenly shine with a brilliant sword light! This all happened in a mere sh, and everyone heard two shrill whistling soundsCC One from Song of Triumphs scabbard. The other one came from the bullet. Silenced anti-matter bullets were soundless. Therefore, this was the sound produced when an intact bullet shell suddenly broke apart and encountered resistance in the air! The shell had been split in two! A piece of debris came close to Tyrons profile, leaving a small bloodstain beneath his right eye. And, Tyrons figure had disappeared into the shadows the moment he crossed paths with the bullet. CCShadow Jump. Ch87 - Provincial Competition - Sniper End

Chapter Ch87 - Provincial Competition C Sniper End

trantor: xiin editor: kara To be able to find Momo at a nce from 70 meters away in such a messy environment, the sharpness of his vision is second to none! The femalementator shouted, Sinister strike! One shot straight to the soul, Momos been approached once again! Tyron suddenly appeared behind Momo. The first backstab went straight through his artery, causing a critical attack that took away more than 30% of his health. At this time, Momo didnt have any intention of fighting with him at all. Hed already learned very clearly during the first match that there was absolutely no room for maneuvering when entering a closebat fight against Odin! And in this match, when Tyron had openly provoked him, Momo had already set up a trap in his current positionCC Grenade! After leaving behind three grenades, Momo suddenly pulled himself up with two steel wires and quickly evacuated to an elevated tform in the distance. At the same time, the hand grenades almost exploded all at the same time. In order to not leave any time for his opponent to escape, Momo himself was still within the explosion range! This explosion triggered theva in the environment, causing sparks to scatter everywhere. The hot magma, sand, and heat wave spread out abruptly, forming a small mushroom cloud that was mixed with streaks of red and greyish-ck. In the midst of this explosion, Momos figure continued to pull itself upwards with the help of the steel wires, finally leaving the shroud of smoke and dust. And, it was just at that moment that a dart suddenly shot out of the dark cloud! Momo pulled out his handgun and shot down the first two darts, but the third one still hit one of his steel wires. Following a few barely-audible sounds, one of the steel wires broke, and Momo lost his bnce and iled in mid-air. He had to prop his legs against the side of the cliff for a little support. . The mushroom cloud dispersed slowly. In the chaos, Tyrons figure was like a lightning bolt that split apart everything in its path as he shot towards Momo, who was still hanging off the cliff. sh! He closed in again! Momo didnt hesitate to pull out his knife and cut the remaining steel wire off of his body. He fell abruptly from the air, and at the same time, he took advantage of the cliff to perform an exceedingly beautiful flip in the air above Tyron. In the midst of all this, his handgun fired out a torrential round of shots! He was able to maintain a hit rate of about 50% despite being in an unstable, mid-air shooting situation. This round of shots cut Odins health down to 80%. The femalementator eximed in shock, This series of operations is really beautiful! Momo has managed to create three attack opportunities for himself since the start of the match! The malementator was more rational as he added, Unfortunately, despite having three full rounds of attack, he was still unable to take down his opponent! Just as Momo was jumping in mid-air, Tyron had turned at a sharp angle at a speed that everyone found inconceivable and followed it up with another shCC He was already by Momos side even before the other partynded. The bullets hed taken hadnt been so much because he had had no choice but to bear with the attack, but rather because hed chosen not to dodge in order to deal with the enemy as quickly as possible. His movement speed in mid-air was much faster than Momos. In the moment when Momo was about tond, a series of unexpected attacks had already chased up towards his figure! Malementator: Six-hitbo! Compared with beautiful, shy operations, solid action at key moments is the real proof for experience level and timing! The femalementator had no time to deal with the pain on her face from having had her face pped and said, Momos health has been cut in half! He still has a chance to fight back! Hes taken out his handgun, has he decided to use his handguns explosive power to fight back in close quarters?! . In the previous round, Momos sniper scope had been rendered useless by Shadow Dance. In this round, he no longer used the sniper rifle that needed a certain amount of time to aim. Instead, hed chosen to use a melee yers handgun in order to make use of a rarely seen techniqueCCa bullet-changing technique. The action of changing ammunition could be divided into three steps: extracting the magazine, removing the ammunition, and loading it back in. Two of the three steps could actually be connected with melee attacks! This set of techniques often left yers who werent familiar with gun-loading skills unable to defend against it. At the same time, it allowed yers to fire off a shot after performing the set of actions. At this moment, Momos handgun was still even and steady as it faced the tip of Tyrons de. It suddenly knocked against the side of the deCC A clip of bullets slipped out of the handgun after the impact. The handgun itself continued with its melee attacks. However, it was also at this moment! Tyrons dagger flew out of his hand. While it was still flying in mid-air, the cold light reflected from the t of the de blinded Momos pupils. Tyron had directly thrown out his dagger, Deep Silence! After that, his hands shed lightning quick as they ignored the empty handgun and directly grasped the new clip of bullets that Momo had just ejected! This clip of bullets failed to reach the handgun. Instead, it fell into the assassins hands and seemed to have turned into a nimble creature, flipping back and forth at his fingertips and even gently flicking up a bulletCC As the ck bullet clip bounced back into the air, it covered Momos sight for just a moment. In that precise instant, Tyron pulled Deep Silence back from mid-air, following with a Shadow Dance that flickered by and was gone in the twinkling of an eye. Critical attack! . Momos health had already fallen to a critical low! He hadnt been able to catch Tyrons figure at all after the Shadow Dance, but after he caught the clip of bullets again, he tried to make up for the mistake as fast as he could and reloaded his gun before turning around and shooting blindCC Even before the second bullet could be fired, a huge force suddenlynded on his arm. Afterpleting the Shadow Dance, Tyron had been right behind him. He had unhesitatingly flipped backwards right after as though he could foresee Momos movements and managed to very narrowly dodge the first bullet. At the same time, he braced his arms, and his long, slender legs instantly stretched up and kicked away the handgun in Momos hand! This all happened in a series of rapid actions: fast, urate, and ruthless. The ck handgun flew out of Momos hand and fell into the magma. Tyrons dagger also came up from below, stabbing directly into Momos chin! Momos health instantly dropped down to zero. He turned into a white light and flew out of the arena. The system announced that contestant Odin won! Just as the scene closed, a small explosion caused by the positron gun falling into the magma created a rising wave of fire that instantly lit up Tyrons figure. This caused him to turn his head, and the camera captured the lines of his eyes and eyebrowsCC His golden eyes were slightly narrowed, carrying an obvious trace of haughty arrogance that looked askance at allnd under heaven. . When the two of them came down from the arena, it was announced that the final round of the grouppetition in this provincialpetition was over. From now on, it would be the finals. The host didnt want to go up just to seek out the two icebergs and experience their contempt again. The femalementator was still eximing and wowing, My god, thatst bit, that tension! That beauty! I really want to fall to my knees right now and hold the back of my head with my hands, crying out my willingness to be subjugated by Lord Four! Ohhhhhhh, Ive been conquered by you just like this! The malementator had been totally unable to keep up with the pace of the battle towards the end and could only say in conclusion, Hes really an assassin at the level of a Demon King. Thatstbo involved first interrupting the changing of bullets, followed by a freestyle Shadow Dance and a set of disarming attacks. It can be described as abination executed as smoothly as floating clouds and flowing water, and even if it were someone else, they also wouldnt have been able to break through thisbo. Sometimes, beautiful moves really dont work as well as simply using the right techniques. Lord Four is really at the peak when ites to this point. The audience on the public screen said, Are you joking!? Everything is at my Lord Fours fingertips. In order to be beautiful, he has his sh and his Shadow Dance, and for practicality, he has his explosive speed and hisbos. In terms of tactics, he can run circles around Geng Chen, and if heszy, he can directly go up and pressure other people to death... Hey! Those people who are boasting about Lord Four are going a bit overboard. In any case, I refuse to admit that hes invincible in the world. I only came for his face hehehehe... . Thements on the public screen filled up like a waterfall, and a humblement suddenly slipped past, Howe this match onlysted 10 seconds? There were some people who spoke up without understanding the backstory and replied, Its quite normal for a volcano map. No way, dont you know about Lord Fours rule?! Slowly, the public screen started to show an increasingly disharmonious discussion trend. At first, there were only a few people speaking about it, but more and more people soon realized that something wasnt right, and it began to affect the entire audience. They all looked at the match time for the second round: 11.27 seconds. Oh! God! Were the skies about to copse and the earth about to destruct?! Public screen: What happened?!!! What happened?!!! Why did the iceberg War God only take 11 seconds to finish the match?!!! I thought the 20-second curse was agreed upon! Could it be that Momo was too much of a threat, and Lord Four had no choice but to deal with him in advance? You must be joking! If thats the case, then why would he purposely let Momo off in that first melee fight in the previous match?! Its clearly not the case! Everyone knew about Lord Fours unspoken rule of taking it easy for 20 seconds, but nobody talked about it openly. The iceberg War God had yed like this since the start of the districtpetition, and it had even caused many fans to find various cute aspects to it for a while. Now, however, he had suddenly broken his 20-second hidden rule! Why exactly had he done so?! The entire audience was sitting there scratching their heads, their curiosity piqued to the utmost as they quarreled over it on the public screen. . While the audience was still arguing, the two icebergs had already stepped off the stage. Tyron went to wash his hands and walked out empty-handed. At this time, he encountered Momo and his wife. Sister-inw Momo was holding a big bag from which she pulled out a bag of snacks and two movie tickets. Sheughed as she walked out holding Momos hand. The sniper also didnt show any frustration over his losses in the match as he silently put the big bag on his back and let his wife chatter andugh as she pleased while he nodded dotingly. Seeing that Tyrons footsteps had paused, and he was looking over at her, Sister-inw Momo smiled and waved. Tyron: ...... The iceberg face that had remained in ce for the entirepetition finally cracked at this time. The corners of the master assassins mouth finally sank down. A couple of hateful human beings had specifically chosen to show off their love during Victors absence. The assassin, whod won the game but wasnt happy at all, went home alone and opened up themunicator to take a look. Seeing that Victor still hadnt replied to his message... the entire room suddenly filled with a low-pressure chill. Ch88 - Super Flirty

Chapter Ch88 - Super Flirty

trantor: xiin editor: kara The center of the low-pressure aura went into the kitchen and silently made himself a cup of hot chocte. At this time, he saw a note stuck to the cocoa powder can. Victor had written: Ive adjusted it ording to your tastes. Add three spoonfuls to 350ml of water every time. Theres 1500g here, and Ill definitely be back by the time its all finished. Muah muah XD ...... However... only 1500 grams?! 9 days. It would be finished in 9 days! Victor wasnt back yet! It took him four days to receive a reply to the questioning message hed sent to Victor, who was in another Star Province. The first paragraph of the message specifically focused on answering the question: ...Male god! That extrarge 50g spoon is used for soup!! If you use it to make hot chocte, it will be so thick that youll die of sweetness ahhhhhhh! Seeing this, the old antique went back into the kitchen and opened up the cupboard. He then discovered an entire row of spoons and fell into deep thought. Interster people had so many affectations; they even had 9 spoons of varying sizes! The old antique felt that it was very normal for him not to know about this kind of thing. . Therefore, nine days after Victor had left, the first text message that Tyron had sent had finally arrived, and the first reply that Victor had sent him had also been received. Tyron expressed: You took the wrong t-shirt. Victor expressed: I didnt, I didnt ( Ϧء ) I secretly took away two pieces of clothing for my recement puppet. Attached was a photo of Victor sitting cross-legged on the sofa holding a half-meter tall Lord Four pillow. His head rested on top of the pillow as he smiled at the camera. This Lord Four pillow had been specially customized for him. It had a pair of dead-fish eyes, a clump of hair on its head, and both arms were crossed over its chest. These arms could be separated and re-crossed. If they were wrapped around Victors arm, then it became a huge arm essory that held onto a person while wearing a disdainful expression. ... In any case, the old antique still didnt understand the interster peoples aesthetic tastes, but Victor loved that pillow to death. He had clearly only taken a small suitcase with him, but hed stuffed such arge pillow inside. The night before he had left, hed been extremely anxious as he battled with the vacuum machine in order to shrink the pillow into a size that would fit. . After this message, several more messages followed behind like snowkes drifting in a storm. Tyron had only just realized that the one and only message hed sent out should have already reached Victors hands, but on the other side, the continuous messages from Victor had already covered the skies, the overwhelming amount enough to almost drown him. Although the cost ofmunicating across Star Provinces wasnt expensive, based on Victors frequency, hed probably used up ten lovers data packages in just one day! Victor: [Photo of a view overlooking a] Ive arrived! Isnt it beautiful? Isnt it beautiful? When I have money, Ill go buy that green resort! (Around 4PM in the afternoon) Victor: Hahahahaha look at the rolling mountains in the distance and the vast sea of grass! These are the rivers and mountains that I have obtained for you! Do you want lychees? Do you want lychees?? Ill send them to you via interster express! Victor: [Photo of the local people] Heeheehee, the locals here like to wear skirts. Its said that theres nothing underneath. When the wind blows, many free-flowing men will stand there on the spot and cover their crotch, and the scene is like a charmingly shy illusion... Victor: [Photo of the interior of the hotel] The hospitality here is quite good. Im going to hurry up and rest now, theres a meeting early tomorrow morning (Around 7PM in the evening) Victor: Muah. (9PM) Victor: Yingyingying I cant sleep. (10PM) Victor: [Photo of the Lord Four pillow] My god, it was really over-vacuumed. It was all wrinkled when I took it out. Youve be an old man... (10:30PM) Victor: I miss you a little. (11PM) Victor: Well, I woke up in the middle of the night and thought of you. (2:40AM) Victor: Good morning, theres still three minutes until the rm goes off. Im dozing off while thinking of you. (7:57AM) Tyron: ...... My Vic... had be quite the chatterbox. . From the second day onwards, Victor had a lot of business to attend to. After all, he was the youngest member of the association, both in age and generation. Therefore, he had to recognize everyone he met as an elder. He really had quite a hard time because of it. If an elder wanted to give him a gift, he couldnt refuse; if an elder asked him out for dinner, he couldnt refuse; if an elder wanted him to stay behind for a chat, he had to be humble and willing to learn; if the elder had encountered difficulties, he had to provide timely assistance... Victor smiled politely, and after he turned away, he secretly sent off a message: [Photo of a stealthily taken selfie] Seizing the opportunity to think about you a bit. Later that evening, an older gentleman forgot what he was saying and paused for a full twenty seconds. Victor had pretended that his cellphone had fallen to the ground by ident and lowered his head to take another selfie: Shamelessly thinking about you for a moment. Later, they went to look over the venue for the ribbon-cutting ceremony that would be held the next day. Victor hid inside a prop with a guitar on its back and sat down cross-legged as he sent out: Sneaking off to think about you for a bit. While sitting behind the one-way ss in a corporate car, Victor took the opportunity to take out his cell phone again: Now, I can think of you openly! Hahahahaha! Tyron flipped back and forth through these photos for a moment, then saved the one with the weirdest smile into the local drive. . In addition to sneakily taking selfies instead of working, Victors text messages also came attached with some news photos. Because it was impossible for Victor to take selfies when he was doing proper business, he would pick out a few photos of himself from the news and match them up with words of his own. For example, a photo of a meeting. A group of venerable elders sat in the front row, all of whom were honorary vice presidents. Victor sat modestly at the end of the table in ordance to his rank, but no matter what, he was still seated in a vice-president position, which was a very clear affirmation of his position. Amidst the group of old gentlemen, a handsome young man like him simply stood out from the rest. In particr, he also gave a very important speech that had been well-prepared and was delivered impably on the spot. Many other young people couldnt help but unconsciously nod their heads simr to the way chicken pecked at rice. Many news agencies, when editing the front draft for this story, would still arrange the photos ording to the individuals levels of seniority. By the time it reached the second draft, Victor was ced directly in the centerCCthey couldnt help it: He was easy on the eyes, and it was more likely to please the readers. Due to the fact that this young man had a high-ranking-official mother, who was a deputy governor, and he himself also wanted to avoid too much exposure, Victors name wasnt mentioned in any prominent positions. However, this didnt prevent his little fans from digging up his life and exposing it all. Many of Victors fans directly flowed into the Lord Four x Representative CP circle. Victor appeared very proper on the surface, acting as though he knew nothing about these things, but it waspletely different in private! He had sent many photos of official asions to Lord Four as well as the CP photos that fans had put together. He even expressed: So! Damn! Cool! On the second night, when he was back in the hotel, he set up his cell phone and took a small video to show exactly how great he felt internallyCC Indeed, Victor hadnt even taken his suit off yet before rushing into his room and embracing the body pillow. He rolled around on the bed like a whirlwind before stopping to giggle foolishly, then started to roll back and forth again... He raised his head all of a sudden, his hair flopping over his forehead as he picked up his cell phone. He was gasping for breath andughing at the same time, and he fell back onto the bed and whispered, What to do? I miss you so much. With that, Victors smile gradually receded in the video. He abruptly looked at the camera quietly, not moving at all. After a long time, he spoke again, I want to kiss you. Then, he sighed and clutched the crumpled-up pillow beside him, holding it in his arms in an increasingly tight grip. After watching this video, Tyron thought for a moment and went offline to the real world. . Three and a half dayster, Victor received an urgent letter. When he saw the signature, he first cheered, then quickly turned on the camera, and aimed it at himself. He picked up the Lord Four pillow that he had finally found time to iron out after much difficultyCC When everything was ready, he opened up the envelope to see a postcard and a video data card inside. He stuck the video card into his cell phone and was able to watch the video that was a mere 10 seconds long: At the start, he saw Lord Four sitting at a table. The video only showed the upper half of his body and lower half of his face. His thin lips were pursed slightly, the curve of his lower jaw stretching up gracefully. Thepel of his shirt was half open, and he appeared veryzy and casual like hed just gotten up. Tyron unhurriedly took a sip of water, then suddenly stretched out his hands to sp two stacks of postcards. His long fingers stretched out, and the postcards were nimbly rotated, flipped, and folded up in the palm of his hand. These postcards all shed by in front of the camera. They were all custom-made cards from the A-Leagues provincialpetition set and recorded all of the most brilliant and exciting moments on the field. These images all seemed like magic as they shifted freely under Lord Fours hands, forming a fascinating close-up scene. All of a sudden, Tyrons hands stopped moving. He plucked out a postcard with its back to the camera, and then slowly raised it upCC The edge of the postcard reached his lips and touched them lightly. A, a kiss! CCVictors breathing stopped right then! It was so attractive that he clutched at the pillow, his hair wanting to stand up on end! On the screen, Tyron suddenly sent the postcard flying at the camera! The postcard hit the switch on the camera directly, and the video recording turned dark. . When the video ended, Victor quickly opened up the envelope and drew out the postcard. On the front of the postcard was actually a close-up of the War God! It seemed to be from thest match in the grouppetition when he stood there in front of the fire. The outline of his figure was tall and sharp, the metal buttons and a small portion of his de reflecting a cold light. Beyond that, the most fascinating thing was a pair of dark, golden eyes, reflecting the light in the darkness like pieces of amber. It was the perfect coexistence between wildness,ziness, coldness, and arrogance, and was so beautiful that people couldnt move their eyes away. Victor stared at the postcard for a long time before flipping it over. There wasnt even a single word on the back of the postcard. Even so, Victor stuck the postcard on his face, giggled happily for a long time, kissed it like a treasure, then held up his pillow and bounced onto the bed with a bang... He rolled back and forth, back and forth, back and forth... All of a sudden, Victor stood up from the bed again and quickly groped around for a piece of paper from his bedside table. . Another three and a half dayster, Tyron received a reply from Victor. There was a little note inside that said: I will send you my little world. The master assassin picked up the envelope and spent a long time pouring out the contents before a t, folded paper flower fell out from within. CCA bluebell. Ch89 - Secretive Vantico

Chapter Ch89 - Secretive Vantico

trantor: xiin editor: kara Victors skill of folding small flowers was pretty good. It was obvious with a nce that it held some of Tyrons technical style. Tyron had sent him several instruction sheets back then, and this year, he had received many small flowers from Victor. There was one a day, and the words in the postcards also came intermittently, forming a poem: Ill send you my little world, I dont need you to give me anything back, Because many years ago, You gave me a little flower, You let it grow gently on the tip of my heart, You let it open up into a prosperous universe. I want to share it with you; inside it: Star clouds condense intos and homes, Mountains andmp-lit markets are carved by moonlight, Cherry blossom petals are falling, the tide is singing, Im sparing no effort to do my best, I want to bloom!!! . Tyron: ...... So, on thest postcard, there were four big words, I want to bloom!!! The master assassin looked it over again and again, and he couldnt help butugh. He didnt understand the hearts of the artistic and literary youth of this world, but he could approximately see what kind of sentiment was contained in this little poem. It was approximately like interster straight-A students in their green, youthful years, sitting in the library idly while scribbling out a poem and folding it into a paper airne to pass onCCthat was the romance of these young people. It could be seen that this learning bully was working hard to learn how to flirt. The poem was also rather cute. Tyron made broad strokes with his pen to reply with a Read. He thought about it, added a sentence, I know, Ill ܳ you when youe back, and sent it out. ...... Victor excitedly opened up the reply when he received it, wanting to see his male god praise him for his literary aplishments. ...... So, Victor had been gone for a total of nearly a month. During this time, the grouppetitions of the provincialpetition had officially ended with 20 yers making it out of the five groups. After that, these 20 people basically took a break as they waited for the end of the resurrection matches. It took two more days for the resurrectionpetition to finish, and at the end of those, four yers made the cut and entered the finals. Geng Chen was included in this group. By the time the final list of yers for the provincialpetition was determined, a week had already passed since the game between Tyron and the sniper. This period was a rare time for yers to rest and adjust their state as well as study their potential opponents. Of course, the more critical the time was, the more obvious the differences between the parties involved would be. Some people would seize everyst minute they had to train hard; some would desperately study their opponents at thest minute, and of course, some people would continue toze about, drinking and ying... . Tyron received an invitation to a party from another contestant from the Earth District. This years Earth District had surprised the audience. Other than the iceberg War God, there was also another person whod managed to qualify for the semi-finals from the grouppetition. Compared withst yearsck of results, this year was already much better. Taking advantage of the fact that thepetitions losers from the Earth District hadnt yet gone home, they wanted to hold a party together. It was abination of a celebration, send off, blessing, and so on all rolled into one, and everyone just wanted to enjoy themselves. Tyron didnt enjoy parties, but he was very familiar with themCCafter all, chaos was one of the situations in which he had often chosen to perform assassinations. From a certain perspective, he liked parties very much. There was nothing easier to deal with than a drunk target and bodyguards. All the yers from the Earth District attended the party, including the two who were about to return home. If Odin, who had entered the semi-finals, didnt go, he would be considered too haughty and domineering. When it wasnt necessary, assassins certainly wouldnt go out of their way to make themselves seem out of ce in local society. Therefore, he ultimately still went. Only, he added a bit of a disguise. . However! Tyron had underestimated the interster peoples obsession with his face! As soon as he stepped inside, the AI housekeeper announced Odins name. He saw at least a few dozen people suddenly turn and look over, then take out their small mobile phones from their trouser or skirt pockets. A wave of clicking cameras could be heard. Tyron: ...... His hand paused in the action of removing his scarf and finally tied it tighter instead. It was a bit rude to wear a scarf at an indoor party, but it was still better than being the focus of eyes and spotlights. He remained calm and steady as he walked over to the group of contestants and shook hands with them one by one. He appeared very calm, causing the face-con fans to be too embarrassed to go up and y around. They could only put an end to their ns here and express their love quietly. The secret filming also gradually died down. One contestant joked, Lord Fours attractiveness level is really high. A female yer took the opportunity to feel him out, Indeed, indeed. I didnt expect that you would be so handsome in real life too, and youre much more gentle than you appear in thepetitionsCCcould it be that Lord Four is in a rtionship? Tyron was still mulling over how to surprise Victor into crying (the key point was to make him cry), so he didnt intend to speak about personal matters directly during this asion. He simply smiled politely and didnt answer. However, it was precisely this formic smile that fascinated the female contestant. She swallowed several times, and her eyes seemed to glow as she said, Is Lord Four fr, free in the evening? Tyron set down the cup on the table beside him and left her with the unimpressed silhouette of his back as he left. Female contestant: ...... Oh my god, I just wanted to invite him for karaoke! How, how, howe I ended up saying such strange things when looking at that face...? . Tyron had basically never seen any of these contestants from the Earth District before, but he had memorized a few lines of information on each of them. This was because they were all previous champions or people who were on the national level, except for one personCC CCVantico. The third-ce yer of the previous National Championships, Vantico, the mysterious hand, was also there. Although it was very surprising, it was also reasonable if one thought about it carefully: After all, he had alsoe from the Earth District and happened to also be one of the special guests of the opening ceremony this year. It was normal for him to stay a little longer and attend the Earth District party. Vantico was surrounded by a group of people like stars around the moon. In the real world, he sported a little bit of a baby face that was also praised as good looking. Therefore, other than e-sports fans, he also had a group of appearance fans of his own. However, when both assassins from the Earth District appeared together today, everyones focus was on Odin. There was no helping it. There was no way for them topare. Vantico belonged to the group of people with the best looks amongst e-sports masters while Odin belonged to the group with the best looks among all the human beings all over the world. The first type of onlookers: Cant you just go and be a proper star?! Youll definitely be popr across the entire universe! Why do you have toe to e-sports to work hard for a living?! I really want to see you sing and dance or act like a domineering president. You can also act like the Emperor of the Empire if you want! The second type of onlookers: Amazing, bravo! Someone who can set the standard for our big e-sports circle has finally appeared! The overall beauty level has improved by three grades, and the traditional sports circle next door has no way topete anymore hahahaha... The third type of onlookers: Odin x Vantico is also a cute pairing! . The two contestants didnt know what the people around them were thinking. They only exchanged a few polite words in passing. Tyron expressed: Pleasure to meet you. Vantico expressed: Ive seen your games, theyre yed beautifully... Haha, I hope its not just a performance. Ill be waiting for you at the National Championships. Dont let me down. Tyron: ... Youre overthinking it. Vantico was third in the previous National Championships. There was nothing wrong with relying on his seniority and saying a few sentences, but it was a little ironic for him to say these kinds of words to the master assassin. Was he joking? When Tyron Odin had taken the enemys head from the middle of an army, it was unknown if Vanticos grandfather had even been born yet... However, young men had the instincts of male orangutans. When they met (apparent) peers of the same generation, especially when they were deliberatelypared to each other, they would certainly have a bit of apetitive mentality. There were no fluctuations in real-older generation-Tyrons heart from this event. He raised his cup to indicate that hed heard him and leisurely walked away. . In order to avoid being harassed by more people, Tyron didnt participate in the second half of the party. He instead walked through the building and found a ce in the garden to sit down and enjoy the purity of an old antique. Unexpectedly, there were two other people who also happened to be in the back. They entered the garden, then began to quarrel like nobody else was there. CCYes, a lovers quarrel where they argued and kissed, then continued to argue after kissing. After that, they couldnt agree and began to fight around, their actions more like coercive passion. The master assassins memory was very sharp. He had already determined the two peoples identities in the first second. One was Vantico, and the other was Old Friend. Tyron: ...... He could also tell that the two people whod been ying around in the cave that he and Victor had passed by when they went to y in the sea were the same two men. This meant that Vantico and Old Friend were a couple. Theyd engaged in an impromptu fight before the opening performance match, then had a fair fight in the arena during the opening ceremony, and then continued their fighting at other peoples parties. Although it seemed that there was something wrong with this couple at the moment, it was really difficult for outsiders to judge what was really happening in a rtionship. Tsk tsk tsk, young people these days... The master assassins way back was blocked by this pair of wild lovers. He could onlyy there quietly and look up at the starry sky without making any movements. After listening to the fierce battle, he even took a brief nap. Originally, this was nothing but a small matter, but an unfortunate coincidence urred. The next day, Vantico inexplicably felt a little uncertain and couldnt help but go back to check suspiciously. He found someone to help him pull up the party surveince video and discovered that there had been a figure lying there above their heads. Someone saw! Someone saw it all! Oh, their crimes had been exposed. ...... When Vantico went to find Tyron, he was so angry that his hair was almost puffed up in rage. He eximed, You followed me! Despicable! Dont think that just because you have something on me that you can ckmail me... I wont be soft when ites to e-sports! Tyron: Young people these days really did overthink things too much. Vantico took out his checkbook, wrote a string of numbers on it, and then tossed down a check in front of him. He spoke coldly, Dont try to challenge my bottom line. Take the money and get lost! Tyron picked up the check, then reached out to flick it, sending it floating in the air. The check travelled in a graceful arc and flew straight into Vanticos cor where it got stuck. Young man, rx a bit. Not everyone cares about what kind of rtionship youre in or what position youre in. This world is very busy, Tyron said thoughtfully, Me and you? Were not in apetitive rtionship. It was this cotton-like attitude that made Vantico seem as though he was an unreasonable child going into a rage in front of his elders. He exploded in anger: You were clearly the one who provoked him first! You were the one whod peeked at others! You just wait! . However, this busy world really seemed to have some opinion on Vantico. The next day, the randomized contestant pairing list for the provincialpetition semi-finals hade out. Odin was the first yer topete, and his opponent was Old Friend from the neighboring Tianyi District. sponsored chapter C thanks con, jwel, I read fluff and various someones for the ko-fis! by the way, ive picked up a new novel, Glory [e-sports]. im suuuuper excited for it~ Glorys hrious and sweet and gaming! gaming! gaming! plus its by Long Qi... ive been wanting to trante a novel of theirs for ages. its about a little lunatic energizer bunny MC who ran away from the e-sports world two years ago only to get dragged back by the great demon king ML so that they can kick butt everywhere ?? click here for the novelupdates page~ Ch90 - Provincial Competition - Ice Mage 1

Chapter Ch90 - Provincial Competition C Ice Mage 1

trantor: xiin editor: kara Old Friend was a newly confirmed War God from the Tianyi District, but his path to bing a god hadnt been the same as everyone elses. He wasnt a traditional e-sports contestant, the type who came up one step at a time. Instead, he had directlye up and challenged famous experts. He started with the assassins, rangers, and warriors on the Tianyi District rankings and soon gained some fame before starting to challenge simr professions on the rankings of the Second Star Province. Generally speaking, mages were very weak when facing assassins, but he was very good at dealing with assassins for some reason and could take them down urately with very few failures so far. On the other hand, when faced with other casting professions, Old Friends movements no longer seemed as smooth. After histest victory over the nations leading assassin, Jiong En, his fans in the Tianyi District jokingly called him the Thief Lords unbeatable rival. After that, he simply took advantage of the situation to really participate in the e-sportspetitions and very smoothly entered the provincialpetition. The audience may not understand why he, as a mage, was able to suppress the agile melee professions; But Tyron knew why: He had a partner called Vantico, hey. Perhaps it was because this small couple yed games together every day, or perhaps Vantico used him as a training partner. In short, Vantico, as an assassin whose rankings were pretty good, was always there as apanion, so Old Friend would definitely have a lot of experience in dealing with assassins. After watching two match reys, not only had the master assassin learned Old Friends ying style, but he had also identally figured out Vanticos fighting style. Vantico was good at explosivebos, which wasnt surprising for an assassin; Vantico was also good at lurking around the periphery of a fight, then catching others off guard by unexpectedly showing up right in their faces. Additionally, he would oftennd a series ofbos around the opponent from multiple directions. Hisst special feature was a move that was simr to Shadow Dance. Tyron opened up Vanticos official site to checkCCsure enough, the technique was called Shadow Dance. It was a little interesting. . The venue for the semi-finals the next day was the big tform set up between the six inds. There were only a few thousand real audience members there, and those who could sit there were all rich and wealthy. The rest of the audience were all in virtual auditoriums that were projected in a series of twelve-row-high, translucent seating which rotated very slowly around the center of the venue. Most of the space was left for live broadcasting equipment, from therge 360-degree camera on-site to the twelve flying aircrafts in the sky and the satellite-based data analyzer, all so that they could be put to good use on the hovering tform, providing all viewers with wless images, sounds, and even odors. A few days ago, countless stars and celebrities had already shown their faces at the opening ceremony for the semi-finals. The 24 contestants who had made it into the semi-finals had their figures magnified and projected in 3D at the center of the venue, and each of them had received a lengthy introduction. Now, it was finally time for the officialpetition to begin. The first round had already started, and the matchup was: Odin vs Old Friend. Following the hosts introduction, the two yers shook hands. Old Friend seemed to be very friendly. Tyron looked at his expression and realized that Vantico hadnt told him about what had happened before. Therefore, Old Friend didnt have any impression of Odin and had instead been simply relieved to learn that hed been matched against an assassin. . Old Friend seemed to be a little older than Vantico and had a gentle and elegant temperament. He had the sense of a noble aristocrat in his bonesCCin Tyrons opinion, this was called the mage disease. He was a master of creation energy who focused on ice and frost (this school of magic was also referred to as ice system). It was a very typical caster profession, but anyone who could use a standard profession and make it to the provincialpetition was definitely not an easy target. The femalementator introduced Old Friend, He is a very rarely seen mage who is good at fighting against assassins. His fighting style is rtively stable with few mistakes and limited risk. Hes good at slowly grinding away an opponents health bit by bit, which can also be called not anxious and not slow. The most incredible thing about him is that hes often able to interrupt an assassinsbo. He can maintain his own health as he slowly grinds down his opponents health and then disappear... The pace of his fights are very steady, but it makes people anxious to death when watching it. The malementator added, Indeed. Generally speaking, a battle between two squishy professions should copse like an avnche if anyone involved makes a careless move. However, Old Friends matches are so steady that its like watching two tanks beating at each other. He can even hold back a top assassins rhythm, dragging opponents who can usually finish each other off with a series ofbos to the end without having been able to burst out even onebo. The femalementatorughed and said, Our contestant Odin is precisely one of those peak assassin yers, who likes to take away his opponents life with a series ofbos. Hes very good at using a set of burst attacks to bully his opponent so swiftly that they cant even hide their heads in the sand and deceive themselves! Papapapapa! The opponents done for just like that! The malementator: This match will depend on whether or not Odin can y to his rhythm. If hes slowed down by Old Friend, itll be a very difficult match to fight. The randomized map results soon came out, and this time, the map was the White Gate Ancient City. This ancient city wasnt Oriental. Instead, it was a Western-style fortress with rtively open streets and squares, and there were many residential buildings in the surroundings. The most peculiar thing about this map was that it had NPCs. These NPCs were all neutral human beings and would walk around or sell things. The NPCs would react to the presences of the twopetitors. When yers fought on this map, they would asionally be blocked by the NPCs in awkward ways: They might be unable to find their opponent when the NPCs gathered together in the square, and a very tragic situation would happenCCughtering the city!! However, this kind of ughter had never appeared in a formalpetition and would generally only take ce in anonymous matches and other casualpetitions, because no matter what, having yers ughtering a city and killing nonbative NPCs at will in the game was very controversial behavior that would have a great impact on their reputation. It was typically also looked down upon by the general poption, and they would carry this stigma with them into the e-sportspetition circle. . After the countdown began, the two contestants stood at opposing corners of the square. There were many NPCs walking in the middle, and for some reason, this scene made Old Friend feel a little uneasy. The countdown soon ended. Old Friend opened up his mage shield right away, then quickly left his original position. Hed originally wanted to hide himself in the crowd to avoid being exposed as a target, but he hadnt expected that the NPCs around him would dodge away in fear! The NPC: Aaaahhh Lord Mage, please spare me! Im sorry, I didnt mean to offend you! Old Friend: ...... The crowd drew back and therefore exposed him. Old Friends expression was dark as he looked for a new ce to hide and finally dodged into ane. He quickly set a small trap at each end. This narrowne would make it easier for him to quickly find an invisible assassin. . However, against his expectations, Tyron hadnt entered stealth at the beginning of the match. Instead, he removed his hood and walked into the crowd with his mask still on his face. There were countless question marks hovering over the femalementators head. Why? Why would they be so fearful of Old Friend while Odin was able to integrate into the crowd unobstructed??? The malementator tried to exin it, Perhaps its because of... profession? Clothing? Temperament? The femalementator stared at Tyrons figure and said, But, Lord Fours temperament makes him stand out like a firefly in the night! These NPCs have to be blind to miss it!!! They werent able to find an exnation for this strange phenomenon, but Odin was like a drop of waternding in the sea as he hid himself directly in the crowd. Even the video cameras had needed two seconds to find his location. Moreover, while Odin clearly didnt make any moves while walking through the crowd, he didnt have to worry about being blocked at all either. He went through the crowd as easily as a fish in water, and the people in front of him would naturally make way. After that, Odin casually picked up a tomato from a market stall! The stall owner was oblivious. The twomentators looked at each other with confused expressions. The malementator tried to guess, Per, perhaps its some kind of prop? The audience expressed: Hahahahahaha too cute! My cool, crazy, tyrannical War God Lord Four actually likes tomatoes? Tomatoes? Tomatoes!!! There must be something going on behind the scenes. Ive really never seen anyone stealing tomatoes to eat in a match before. . While Tyron walked among the crowd, the whispers of the hundreds of people in the square flowed into his ears in a steady trickle. He heard someone talking about That Lord Mage over there.... CCOld Friend had probably never thought that the NPCs would expose his position. The corners of his mouth beneath the mask raised up slightly. Tyron moved amidst the crowd and locked onto thene the mage had entered. He didnt even need to look to know that there would be some traps set up on both sides of thene, so he simply went around to the other side of the wall, one hand stroking the wall gently as he walked quickly. He stopped at a certain position, his eyes narrowing slightlyCChe could feel the presence of his enemy. At this moment, Tyron and Old Friend were separated by a fragile stone wall, less than two meters away from each other. Bothmentators began to prepare themselves for the impending battle. . The master assassin didnt make them wait, either. In the next second, he suddenly flipped up and stopped on top of the wallCC At that moment, Old Friend heard the rustle of the wind over his head. His tensed-up fighting reflexes immediately reacted as he reached out for support and instantly activated his mage shield! White frost instantly formed a hemisphere around him in protection. This skill would freeze any enemy who came to attack him for 0.5 seconds. If it was able to block an enemys attack, it would also act as a counterattack! However, in the next moment, only a poof sound could be heard! The activated mage shield was actually covered in a bloody red color, which covered up Old Friends field of vision. ...???! At that moment, Old Friend was a little confused. Tyron was still standing there on the wall and had just tossed out a tomato that sttered onto the mage shield. After that, he jumped down from the wall and avoided the mage shield that had been coated in redCC sh! Ch91 - Provincial Competition - Ice Mage 2

Chapter Ch91 - Provincial Competition C Ice Mage 2

trantor: xiin editor: kara At that moment, on the public screen, the audience hadnt even had time to see how the round of exchanges went. They couldnt wait to fill up the screen for a while to vent their crazy mood: Hahahaha what the hell!!! This is the first time Ive seen a tomato used against a mage shield! Have you all ever considered how tomatoes feel?!!! Its too cruel ahahahaha... Imughing so hard that Im going to have eight abs! Tomato: Are you ming me? Am I the only one who can see from Lord Fours actions that hes reached the lofty realm of following the heart, plucking leaves from flying flowers, and being above material things? A real War God can use a mere tomato to kill others... No more, I cant continue making things up anymore 2333333 . It was easy for the audience, who was immersed inughing, to miss the fleetingly fast exchange of moves. Although Tyron had viciously started the game with a tomato, thementators were very proper and didnt call it a tomato. Instead, they had called it a Godly prop that affected vision, and immediately brought the atmosphere back on the right track. At this moment, Tyron had already shed twice: once from behind Old Friend, followed by another sh to arrive beside him. Old Friends vision had been blocked twice before he finally removed his ice mage shieldCCin order to prevent his vision from being further affected. At the same time, he continued with another casting action. As he finished his first move, a cold shockwave spread out in a circle with him in the center! The snow-white torrent that was visible to the naked eye stretched outward like a wave on the ground. Tyron leaped up off the ground and entered the air with a rxed, freestyle moveCC Windmillbo! The femalementator cried out excitedly, Come on! Do it! Hit the mage a few dozen times and disable him! The malementator also shouted, No, thats not right, its not an instant ice ring, its a custom spell! . This custom spell of Old Friends had the exact same initial cast action and appearance as the ice ring hed used in his first attack, and the chanting was also the same, but there was one big differenceCC It was a custom channeled spell! As long as he didnt end the gesture, this spell would be able to continue releasing for a few seconds until it reached its limit! This simrity was done deliberately by Old Friend, and it had indeed deceived everyone present. Nobody had expected him to have a second shockwave. After the first shockwave went out, and Tyron had arrived just in front of him, the second shockwave that was outside of everyones expectations burst out! Everyone was given a great shock. Only the malementator, whod seen a hint of it ahead of time, was able to react, Hes going to be frozen! Odins going to be frozen! Anyone hit by the ice shockwave would freeze in ce for about one second, unable to move. By this time, Tyron had already been able to carry out two consecutive attacks of his windmillbo when the ice shockwave appeared close by. As long as he touched the ground for even a moment, the ice would instantly spread over him! Tyrons windmillbo was about to end. By the time he hadnded his ninth consecutive hit, his momentum was already about to reach its end. Everyone was waiting for him tond. But, he didntnd! He reached out a hand and propped it against Old Friends shoulder, his entire person passing behind him, light as a shadow, without any weight at all even as a silent dagger stretched out from the shadows. Throat slice! Chanting interrupt! Not only did Old Friends chanting stop, but he also lost his bnce and staggered backwards. Even so, his gestures remained unaffected as he released a third shockwave. At this time, Tyron once again borrowed strength from the mages shoulder and went up into the air. From beginning to end, he had never oncended on the ground. If any of these movements had been even a second slower, Old Friend might have toppled over fromck of bnce and wouldnt have been able to support another persons movements. HoweverCChow fast had these movements been? They were so fast that Old Friend hadnt even had enough time to fall to the ground due to the overwhelming inertia. He was like a person whod been forced into use as a tumbler doll with a pair of invisible hands that always pushed him back into ce. It had already been two seconds of air time! The fourth shockwave had already been released, but Tyron still hadntnded on the ground! The femalementator was in a shocked daze, This is naked, dazzling technology! The malementator also sighed emotionally, Another control skill! This linkage! This control over his center of gravity! Contestant Odin is like a bird ying with a branch! . As though finally tired of ying with this human branch, Tyron finally stepped on his back and leapt back calmly. He touched down on the floor with one hand, then pushed up lightly and flipped back onto the stone wall next to him. It was just that this one touch had caused the ice to freeze his left wrist. He ignored the ice and instead held his right wrist t. The dagger, Deep Silence, which was held in a reverse grip, reflected the sun in a rare streak of iridescent light. In the next second, there was another sh! The femalementator was left stunned once again, I thought he was going to retreat! But, it turned out to be a hoax! Old Friend also had thought that he was going to withdraw! But, he hadnt retreated. Hed tricked Old Friend into temporarily stopping his customized ice shock spell and then once again entered the ice-covered field. Malementator: This isnt a wise move at this time. The area is still frozen! As soon as his voice fell, they saw Odin use his frozen left hand as leverage against the frozen ground and approach Old Friend with ease. Old Friend had just finished preparing a damage spell that tracked the target, but when he was approached by Odin again, he had to temporarily interrupt his spell in order to release another instant-cast control spellCC Winter Wind! All of a sudden, there was a gust of cold wind blowing violently out from behind Old Friend. The sharp wind was very powerful as it swept out, pushing Odin one meter away. Odin wasnt anxious or hurried as he adapted to the change in mid-air almost immediately. He pushed sideways against the stone wallCCsh! He came close once again! This sh was almostpletely horizontal, and because he had enough leverage, it went faster and further than before. Hed arrived in front of Old Friend once again in just the blink of an eye! . Frost mages were best at controlling the field. It wasnt all purely for show like in the performance match, and Old Friend didnt use those fancy and rtively impracticalpound spells. Instead, he had been using instant cast spells for most of the match. This was because he knew that when faced with an assassin like Odin, he had absolutely no time to chant for too long. Any chanting was risky! Even at this time, Old Friend still had a fourth self-preservation instant cast spell. He chanted a short syble and called out a small block of ice that surrounded his body. Malementator: His famous Ice Sword Array! It made perfect sense that Old Friend was so good at dealing with assassins. His famous technique was very shocking; it summoned many small icicles simultaneously and then controlled them one by one to attack the de of the assassin, who was attacking in closebat. Generally speaking, the faster the de was, the more demanding it was on the angle of the de, narrowing down the range that it could hit. Once the icicles attacked the de that was about to attack, as long as it caused it to deviate by even a centimeter, the assassinsbo attack damage would be greatly reduced. This technique had been nicknamed the mages knife fight. This was because for every de an assassin sent out, a mage would also use an ice de to fight against him. If one party failed to keep up with the rhythm, they would be defeated. This was basically exactly the same as a fight between two assassins. At present, Old Friend had chosen this moment to sacrifice his famous technique, because hed decided that: Odin had no way to enter a de fight with him at this time! Because, he had no ce to obtain leverage from! . However, Old Friend was once again left with a face full of confusion. Odin, who had used sh to charge over, hadnt pulled out his des at all! After Odin used his extremely fast speed to deceive him, because his left hand was still frozen, Old Friend had been staring continuously at the dagger in his right hand. However, Deep Silence was acting as a cover! Tyrons movements just now seemed as though he wanted to use his dagger to end him at once, causing Old Friend to check himselfpletely. Old Friend had sent out an ice de out of conditioned reflex and was ready to parry his dagger, when TyronCC Sent his leg flying through the air... And knocked Old Friend flying with the kick! CCEveryone was stunned! The femalementator was almost screaming, He tricked him again! Tyrons flying kick carried the huge impact brought about by his high-speed sh and directly kicked the fragile mage one meter into the air, causing him to topple across to the other side of the stone wall! The poor mage hit the wall, then fell back to the ground due to gravity. The dozens of icicles that surrounded him also followed suit. After that, Tyron ced all his weight on his left hand that was still frozen and borrowed strength from the ground to arrive like a shadow in front of the mage on the groundCC They were now out of the frozen area. . The femalementator finally found her voice again and said nkly, Three-hitbo... five-hitbo! Odin mercilessly attacked the mage, whod been knocked down again with a dagger. In one set of moves, he directly knocked his health down to 50% and sent him into a rtively critical state. Old Friend didnt have time to adjust his center of gravity and stand uppletely. He once again cast a spell that nobody had ever seen before on the spot. The icicles swirled and roared forward, causing Tyrons movements to slow slightly. At the same time, it seemed that Old Friends figure was suddenly pushed away by an invisible force, his entire person flying out towards the other side of thene. The malementator spected, This should be a spell thatbines ice and wind. It can control the field while allowing him to move himselfCC He didnt have time to praise this custom spell any further. Thanks to his spell, Old Friend had alreadye to a quicknding at the end of thene. He had already started preparing the next spell while he was moving back. A row of ice cones formed behind him, and they fired out one by one towards Tyron. At this time, there was still a significant amount of ice left in the center of thene, and there was no other suitable route that Tyron could use in order to approach Old Friend, who was now several meters away. As the ice cones approached, Tyron moved quickly on the ground, then leapt up, andnded on the stone wall. A series of muffled thunks could be heard as the ice cones stabbed into the stone wall, forming a row. Tyrons figure quickly flipped over the stone wall and disappeared behind it. Old Friend took advantage of this precious time to immediately give himself a shield, and just as he was preparing a new trap spell to protect himself... He suddenly flew upwards from his spot... Ch92 - Provincial Competition - Ice Mage End

Chapter Ch92 - Provincial Competition C Ice Mage End

trantor: xiin editor: kara Of course, Old Friend hadnt simply levitated on the spot nor was it because of any spell. He seemed to have been suddenly picked up by an invisible, giant hand around his neck. He dangled helplessly in mid-air for a second before smashing against the wall. He struggled to reach for his neck as he hung there on the wall. His feet were only a few centimeters off the ground and scrambling for purchase. Only then did the audience see that a ring of steel wire had been wrapped around Old Friends neck. It was this steel wire that was pulling him up to hang on the stone wall. Behind the stone wall, Tyrons left hand held the other end of the steel wire, pulling it tightCC He looked a little bored, just like how he looked every time he ended his opponents life. Malementator: My mistake. I didnt see the steel wire just nowCCwhen did Odin do it? The femalementator replied, It should have been in theirst exchange. There wasnt enough time to set it up otherwise. Odin approached and pulled away from Old Friend multiple times earlier. The steel wire shouldve been wound around his neck when he wasnt paying attention. . By this time, the match had already entered the 20th second. The system judged that Old Friend was suffering continuous suffocation and bleeding injuries as he hung like this. When he had only a sliver of health left, the mage finally resolutely pulled out his dagger from its sheath at his waist and cut the steel wire around his neck, leaving himself with only four points of health left. Femalementator: Oh, theres only a bit left! He almost died, this is the ultimate control over his health! Malementator: No... What is Odin doing? While Old Friend was desperately trying to refresh his shield, Odin on the other side of the wall was putting away his steel wire while face-to-face with an NPC. The NPC was a five-year-old girl who held a dustpan in her hand as she watched him break into her yard. After a while, her mouth turned t. Tyron stretched out his index finger and put it in front of his mask, gesturing for her to be quiet. The little girl instead hollered, Daddy! She cried as she threw down the dustpan and went back inside to look for the adults. Tyron: ...... . The master assassin had frightened another little girl into tears. After pausing for a moment, he could only go back and continue killing people. He flipped over the stone wall and wasnt very happy as he pulled out his short sword and daggerCC Two shes as he fell from the sky! When the system had judged that the game was over, and the settlement interface popped up, bothmentators subconsciously took a look at the game time: 21.01 seconds. Bothmentators: ...... The audience also immediately noticed this bizarre time, and the public screen was full ofments about it: Hahahaha it must be the NPC. 20 seconds belong to Old Friend, and 1 second is the little girls! So cute Im dying! The War Gods index finger gesture! It was simply like a tender iceberg, hahaha... I didnt think that Lord Four would be a sucker for lolis, Im no longer alone! Old Friend was really tricked too miserably this match, I cant bear to watch on. Odin is full of tricks and routines. Where is the most basic trust between people?! . The two contestants returned to the stage. Old Friend let out a long exhale and said, Ive fought against quite a few assassins, but you have the most skill with tactics that Ive ever seen. He held out his hand as he said this. When he was in thepetition arena, other than not speaking, Tyron would generally follow the rules. So, he shook Old Friends hand. At this time, Old Friend took advantage of their proximity to say in a low voice, I hope you wont take it easy on me in the next match. Can you y with all your strength against me? Regardless of whether or not it can go on for 20 seconds, I only hope that my opponent will use their real strength and not give me false respectCCrespect is earned by oneself and not given by others. Tyron said expressionlessly, Oh. . Five minutester, theputer released the randomized map for the second match: Water Mirror City. As long as anyone was a fan of Tyron, they would be familiar with this map. This was because it was already the third time hed drawn it. The mirror city in this map was reallyplex, andst time, when Tyron and Flower Blower had entered the mirror city to fight, it had caused multi-faceted damage to the contestants,mentators, and the audience. They all had to go see an ophthalmologist after the match. This time, Old Friends thoughts when the two contestants first transferred on to the map was: Tsk, he seemed to have won the district championship match in the mirror city. Its clear that he has some experience on this map, so I wont go in unless its necessary. Tyron was thinking: Full strength? The two of them looked at each other across a distance of about 30 meters as the countdown slowly fell to zero. Then, the match began! Tyron started with a sh, drawing out a beautiful streamer on the surface of the water! The femalementator also spoke very swiftly, No stealth once again! Exactly how much does Contestant Odin detest opening with an ambush?! The malementator added, A better way of saying it is that he really dislikes routines! Odin is a contestant who never takes the traditional route! As soon as they had finished speaking, Tyron had already used a second sh to arrive in front of Old Friend. At this time, Old Friend had already prepared his mage shield and ice wind, waiting for Tyron to arrive so that they could exchange moves for the first time in the match. When Tyron arrived in front of Old Friend, he started off by breaking his shield. At the same time, his left hand was inevitably covered in ice once again. Old Friends eyes brightened, and he reacted at the fastest possible speed as an ice wind blew out, trying to freeze Tyron in ce. However, a third sh suddenly appeared. Tyron had used sh to avoid the ice wind in front of him, arriving directly behind Old Friend. He immediatelyunched a backstab! Old Friend had been prepared this time. He knew that the speed of his turning couldnt keep up with Tyrons Shadow Dance, so he simply took this backstab and simultaneously used an instant-cast spellCC Ice Sword Array! The femalementator was dazed, Too fierce! Both sides are going straight at it in this match. Howrge is the grudge between them...? Malementator: The outside of this Mirror City map is so t that theres no ce for them to hide or set up traps. They have to attack straight on! . The twomentators didnt have time to say anything else when they saw Tyron carrying his frozen left hand with him as the short sword, Song of Triumph, in his right hand cut through the cold wind, suddenly arriving in front of Old Friend! Malementator: Knife fight!!! Old Friends Ice Sword Array specifically targeted an assassins closebatboCChe could use it to resistbos, turning a one-sided attack into a mutual fight with des! At this time, everyone watched as streak after streak of sword lights shed outwards like a series of miniature meteors falling rapidly through the air, all heading towards Old Friend. Behind Old Friend were small icicles that constantly gathered and shifted, following the mages will to swiftly sh against the opponents sword lights! For a time, it seemed as though meteors and icicles were shing against each other, the shes of light as stunning as fireworks. The icicles would break into tiny particles of ice that spread out, causing countless blue ripples on the surface of the water across the entire map as theynded like akes surface in the rain. . Old Friend was very fast at shing with des. Unlike assassins, he didnt need to maintain his bodys bnce all the time, let alone think about how to link up his current move with his next. His icicles could form directly by his side and fly out at any angle he wanted in order to fight against the enemys deCC As long as his thinking could keep up with the speed of the attacks! In the third second of their knife fight, the frost on Tyrons left hand had started to melt away, but Old Friend was already horrified. This was because Song of Triumph was still moving faster and faster, and it seemed to still be increasing in speed. When Old Friend reached the point when he didnt have time to be distracted and think about how to get out of this de fight, Song of Triumph finally sent out a joyful sound! At this moment, the femalementator was staring at the data being sent back by the system and shouting, Six attacks per second, seven... Its already reached the fastest continuousbo speed of a single-handed sword! An assassin contestants fastest de-wielding speed was precisely the maximum speed that Old Friend had encountered when fighting against peak-level opponents. After reaching the upper limit of this speed, Old Friends icicles also seemed to make sharp, shattering sounds when they flew through the air, and his dynamic vision had already reached its limit. The de that passed by in front of him constantly tested his fastest response time, and there was sometimes only 0.0x seconds of response time left before he blocked the next attack with ice. At this time, Old Friends brain was already buzzing, and all of his concentration and energy was focused on this shocking knife fight. Then, in his line of vision, a distinctive arc suddenly appearedCC The dagger, Deep Silence had been unsheathed! This de appeared in the sword created by Song of Triumph, totally outside of Old Friends expectations, like an assassin hidden in ambush amongst an attack from all sides. To his horror, it arrived directly in front of him and swept across his neckCC The first injury during this knife fight had urred. It also served to foreshadow the oue of this fight. . At this time, the two contestants in the arena had no way to hear the voices of thementators, A double-de speed of 9.4 attacks per second! This is record breaking! And, it directly surpassed the record by another 0.2 hits per second! On the public screen, thements area had already been divided into four parts. Even so, each part was still blurred due to the fast scrolling speed, bing a long string of ck-and-white pixels. The audience didnt know what thements were about, but they were still frantically contributing to the frenziedments on the screen. The malementator spoke excitedly, I never thought that the records would be broken in todayspetition! Or, that it would appear in a direct knife fight between an assassin and a mage! Contestant Odin is really a War God among War Gods! The femalementator was also in a hurry as she said at the same time, Theyve already been fighting with des for nearly 8 seconds. He only started to use both des at the 4th second and reached the fastest record in history by the 7th. Its now the 9th second, the... She hadnt finished, but her words suddenly stopped. This was because Old Friend had turned into a streak of white light and was flying away... Everyone experienced a moment of nkness. They just watched as the sh of light suddenly stopped as though all their passion had also died at this second, and they couldnt continue their frenzied excitement. The speed of the de fight had been too fast. From the moment that Old Friend had been no longer able to continue blocking the des, his health points had also copsed. It wasnt surprising that he was killed in this de fight in just a few seconds. The second match was over in 12 seconds. . On the map, Odin re-sheathed his two weapons, took a deep breath to adjust his breathing, and was transmitted back to the stage. Old Friend was also transmitted back, but he hadnt even stood still when his entire figure disappeared again. The entire scene was in an uproar as the audience all asked, Whats going on? Wheres Old Friend? What happened to him?! Ch93 - Happy Holidays

Chapter Ch93 - Happy Holidays

trantor: xiin editor: kara The game was actually over, but since Old Friend had suddenly dropped offline, the official management still had to give a statement on it. Someone went to contact the real world and investigate the situation. After a while, the host came back onto the stage and shared: Nothing serious had happened to Old Friend; it was just that his brain was overused, and the system had forced a disconnection. On the big screen, they even broadcasted a segment of a video of Old Friend. He had purposely shown up on camera in order to relieve the audiences worries. The audience was relieved to see that he was in good spirits. At the same time, they had also noticed that there was a very small instrument attached to the tip of his nose, one that was mainly used to dy the symptoms of a nosebleed. Everyone: ...... Quite a few people turned their heads to look at Odin, just to see that Odin looked extremely indifferent and had already disappeared off-stage. . After Tyron went offline, the minor news that Odin had directly beat Old Friend into having a nosebleed started making rounds, and the gossip lurked around the fringes of this round of provincialpetitions. Although the audience didntugh at Old Friend due to this incident, and public opinion was mainly focused on his physical condition and the game schedule... they couldnt prevent people from thinking about it in their hearts. In fact, Vantico and Old Friend were currently having a lovers quarrel and had even started to live separately. Vantico had been angry for over half a month and wasnt willing to take the initiative to patch things up, but when he saw this piece of newsCC His lungs were going to explode from anger! Vantico sent a private message to Tyrons official email ount, saying, Come at me if you have the ability to do so! What kind of person bullies anothers family?! Havent you heard that grudges between men shouldnt involve their wives and children? Tyron didnt reply. Vantico continued, You have the guts to do it but no guts to admit to it? Is bullying a mage profession who you have a natural advantage over as an assassin anything to be proud of?! Tyron didnt reply. This time, Vantico was so angry that his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys were about to explode too. He continued to send, Speak! Dont hide and not say a word. I know that youve seen all of this! If you have the guts, thene out and fight me. If you lose, you have to apologize to my family and quit the provincialpetition! Tyron didnt reply. Vantico: ...... Ah! Damn it! Im so angry that I could die! Im dead! . Yes, Tyron really hadnt read the emails. His official email ount had always been handed over to the AI housekeeper for screening. Sometimes, Victor would also go and check it himself. Because thered always been some petty people who came to find trouble with him before, the AI housekeepers screening mechanism was quite harsh. After having received Vanticos first message, it had analyzed the provocative content and directly assigned it to the lowest level of importance. At this time, hed transferred himself home directly. Just as he arrived home, he almost thought that the system had malfunctioned. This was because hed found that he wasnt standing at the door to his home facing the familiar interior decor, but was rather standing on a pier. ...... The old antique thought modern technology is really unreliable even as he expressionlessly turned around, intending to leave. It was at this time that he heard Victors voice call out from behind him, Hey, wait! Wait a minute! Tyron: ...... He turned his head back and saw a small fishing boate slowly out from the pier. Victor stood on top of it, a circle of heart-shaped electronic candles at his feet. He was waving foolishly towards him, Its me! Its me! Darling, Im back! Victor stared at him intently after he finished speaking. His blue eyes reflected the light from the multitude of candles, and gentleness was hidden within the depths of his smile. . Tyron removed his scarf, sunsses, and coat, leaving them on the deck. He went over and stared at him for a long time. He thought for half a beat, hiding many words that were turning around in his heart, and finally said a single sentence, ...What are you doing here? Victor said, Im giving you a surprise! He stepped on the switch again as he spoke, and the electronic candles on the boat all turned off. A whileter, they gradually lit up again, twinkling like stars. At the same time, the sound of a piano could be heard. I yed a song on the piano, wrote a program, made a lot of candles, and wrote a poem. I originally wanted to surprise you... Victor ended upughing even as he spoke, But the program wasnt written well, and it seems that theres a problem with it somewhere. The music wouldnt y just now. Hed only spoken halfway when the boat suddenly moved again, slowly driving itself back to the pier! Ah, dont go back! Wait wait waitCC Victor was anxious. He reached out for the pier, stretched out a foot, and kicked the switch. The disobedient boat finally stopped moving. When he looked up again, gasping for breath, he saw Tyron with his hands in his trouser pockets, standing on the pier and looking down helplessly at him. Their eyes met for a long moment, and Tyron grudgingly said, Well, its very surprising. Victorughed, Forget it then, admit it. Its terrible. . Tyrons long leg stretched out, and he stepped into the boat. The boat swayed for a while before slowly leaving the dock with the current. The two of them sat face to face with the piano tinkling in the background. The sky darkened like a dark blue curtain that rose up from the horizon, slowly covering the spherical sky. There was a smallmp on the pier, and the boat was drifting further and further away from the light. The illumination from the candles on the boat cast out several bright spots in the surrounding water. Victor said, How could there be someone who turns to leave without a single word!? I was nning to jump out and scare you when you came closer to check out the dock! Tyron sat back against the stern and stretched his long legs outfortably. He raised his chin and said, You forget. I wont be scared. Victor thought about it and had to agree. His male god had instincts like a poisonous viper. He could only say, Fine, fine, no shock then, only joy. He took out a crystal ball from beneath his seat as he spoke, then uttered quietly, Shh... . The crystal ball was a holographic projector. Victor stroked it gently, and the dark sky suddenly lit up from east to west, gradually transforming into a bright gxy. Scattered stars slowly emerged in the void, and then a bright and clear moon emerged from the sea. Victor smiled, Its a bit too big. He curved his fingers as he spoke, making the white moon one size smaller and startling a sea bird that was on the water into calling out and flying away. The starry skies were vast and seemed to embrace the silence of the sea; the surface of the sea was brilliant, surrounding the boat full of candles. Victor said, I recorded this night view on Helen in the Second Star Province. Isnt it beautiful? Fortunately, the captain was willing to lend me his camera, so I took a lot of holograms. Later, I shamelessly asked him to lend it to me for two more days... . Tyron leaned against the stern of the boat again, looked up at the starry sky, and askedzily, Where else have you been? I also went to the Starry Dream Flower Sea at Bernards Gate, which holds thest batch of cultural relics from the Bernard people. We talked about which batch of cultural relics to protect andter decided to list them as cultural relics along with their traditional garb... Victor smiled as he spoke and turned the crystal ball. As I said before, the Bernards wear short skirts as they sing and y on the dreamlike Flower Sea. When the wind blows, they have to cover up their crotches in embarrassment... The night view rotated slowly, and a dreamy Flower Sea gradually appeared in the sky. The flowers seemed to cover the sky and block out the sun, stretching out from one end of the ocean until it reached them. Victors voice also turned leisurely and seemed to hold a smile, This is how they grow flowers in artificial satellites. When you look out from the middle of the satellite, its like there are dream flowers at every angle. Theyre nted in a flower field thats maintained by the centrifugal force generated by the satellites rotation. Pink and purple petals fluttered and fell,nding on the surface of the water and turning into small, vibrating, crescent-shaped boats. Tyron stretched his hand out towards the sea water and casually picked up a petal. He held it up in front of his eyes and twirled it back and forth. He made a light sound to acknowledge hed heard. . Victor had also photographed the remains of the Dragon Soul Empire. The tall, golden structures had been erected in the middle of a sea of clouds, forever stretching towards another set of buildings on an artificial satellite that moved in sync; Hed also photographed the night market on Venus, the capital of the Second Star Province. The lights there were more prating than the Milky Way gxy in the sky, the lights from moving vehicles flowing together to form a river of light; Hed also captured the original music of a Phoenix citizen. He controlled the wind to make sounds through beautiful musical instruments carved out of stone, like hearing thousands of birds singing in unison; There was also a recording of a huge neb that theyde across, one of thergest radio stars in the province was forming within it, the two torch-like lights absorbing all matter around them and emitting light waves that could reach the end of the universe. He hade back to share everything that hed recorded with Tyron. They sailed through the various scenes, and Tyron said, Ive been to a lot of ces, too. Victor copied him and leaned back, asking curiously, What kind of ces? . CCHed seen the White Pce, the symbol of an empires power, copse with a roar and transform into flying sand that covered the entire capital. Tyron closed his eyes. There was a trace of a smile on his lips as he said, Ive seen white sandstorms in a city. CCThe god had fallen at dusk, red blood falling to the earth and morphing into his holy flower. Ive seen a sea of bright red flowers bloom overnight and spread across an entire continent. CCThe prince had died from over-drinking in a fountain made of wine, and hundreds of civilians were buried for him. Ive seen ale gush out of a fountain, and gold jewelry that flows along with a spring. CCA man of faith had been thrown into a fire, and the god had angrily sent his angel to kill all the nonbelievers across the whole city. Ive seen all of the doors in a city, and all of its people. Tyron spoke gently, That night, everyone was praying. I passed through their doors one by one, and then left them one by one. I remember the sounds of prayer, and the looks of fear in the eyes of all the people. . Victor asked, Why were they afraid? He lowered his head and came over to kiss him, smiling as he said, Is it because you always bully people? Tyron stroked his back and said softly, as though it wasnt very important, That was the case back then, but its not the case now. Youre lying. Victor said, You still love to bully people. Tyron made a sound of acknowledgement, then asked suddenly, Do you still want to bloom? The atmosphere at this moment was so good that Victor suddenly wanted to have a tail just so that he could wag it. His face was red as he said, Yes, yes, I want to bloom. Ch94 - Provincial Competition - Reaper

Chapter Ch94 - Provincial Competition C Reaper

trantor: xiin editor: kara This flower really had a great time blooming. Victor woke up the next day and felt like all of the bones in his body had been removed and reced again. His walk was soft like as if he was stepping on clouds, and he floated his way into the living room. He saw his iceberg slouching on the sofa again. Tyron was still wearing his pajamas, his legs resting on the coffee table and a bucket of popcorn on his thighs. He looked bored with his head propped up against his hand as he watched the big screen in front of the coffee table. Victor: ...... He didnt know why, but Victor suddenly had a kind of confused feeling when he saw this scene: When had his War God be so modernized? He still remembered when he had first met Tyron... This iceberg hadnt liked modern sofas, so they had to buy ssic mahogany furniture; he hadnt liked the system cleaning after him on its own, so he would do his own cleaning every time; he also had hated simple and convenient fast food and would only eat dishes cooked by real peopleCC Hed really been hard to serve! But now, this old antique had learned to lie on the sofa to watch TV and eat popcorn?! . Victor couldnt help but snigger and went to find a ce to sit down. Tyron nced at him and moved his legs to give him a spot. He stretched casually as he movedCCfor some reason, Victors face and ears turned red. He felt that this action had been incredibly sexy. Tyron took the opportunity to stuff the popcorn into Victors arms, What are youughing about? Victor didnt tell him and asked instead, What are you watching so seriously? Tyron replied, Dukes game video. This is his second round from the districtpetition. Duke was the ID of his next opponent. His profession was a grim reaper , and his weapon was a huge scythe, so hed been nicknamed Death God by his fans. His fighting style wasnt very consistent with this warrior-type profession and was instead simr to the fighting style of an agility profession. It had very strong personal characteristics. Victor was very surprised. Tyron would often look at the general information about his opponents, but he would rarely watch their matches one by one. He would basically only pick out a higher level, representative game video and watch it. His observational skills were particrly amazing, and it often only took him a few minutes to sum up a yers strengths and weaknesses. Therefore, as soon as Tyron said that he was watching Dukes districtpetition video, Victor became very surprised and asked, Is this person very strong? Tyron raised his brows, On the contrary. His weaknesses are particrly evident. His center of gravity and coordination are poor, and his left vision has obvious blind spots. The strength of his left hand is also very weak when he uses his de. Victor became even more bewildered, So, hes very weak? In that case, why are you studying his game videos? Old Duke went to the hospital again yesterday. I heard that he hasnt recovered from his old illness of coughing up blood... [candle] praying for Old Duke. Feeling pity for my Duke who is pushing on despite his illness. This might be hisst provincialpetition. Could you all please forward this message for me? I dont want Old Duke to leave with any regrets. That group of people will be nothing but overjoyed if they lose an excellent yer. They just wish Old Duke would die from his disease today! ...... There were many densely packed posts that were basically all simr in content. ...... Six dots almost appeared on top of Victors head as he read it all. What illness does he have? Tyron continued to flip through and showed Victor: Dukes disease was called psychosomatic mental disease. Victor: ...... Wait a minute! Why did this name seem so familiar?! Wasnt this the disease that his own old antique had suffered from before?! Tyron: Your thoughts arent wrong. . Duke was a person who many contestants found tricky to deal with. This was because his weakness was particrly obvious. The left half of his body was not in harmony. However, this weakness of his could not be exploited. Because, the only reason Duke couldnt control the left side of his body well was due to this mental disease. Once opponents took advantage of this weakness, it would be bullying a sick yer and deliberately provoking the other sides illness. It might be fine if Duke was fine, but if Duke went to the hospital after a match (and this was something that happened every other day or so), then they were done for. Dukes fans would immediately transform into dragons protecting their cub and blow up the mes of public opinion in order to burn everyone else into charcoal. This went beyond tricky; it was basically enough to give them a crazy headache. There was a special league for yers with physical illnesses, and the staff from that league would frequently find Duke to try and persuade him to switch. However, Duke refused to go, and he insisted on signing up for the A-League andpeting with a group of able-bodied people. This made things very difficult for the able-bodied people. Sometimes, there were yers who had already confirmed their cement in the next round who would simply let Duke win when they saw that he was their next opponent. There were other yers who relied on their personal images for a living who could only bear with it and lose to Duke rather than be said to be bullying patients suffering from serious illness. Some contestants were quite direct and made use of Dukes weaknesses, but once they won, they would be med fanatically by his fans and could only go back to apologize to Duke. But no matter what happened, Duke came out innocent. His opponents and fans had nothing to do with him, and he also didnt know anything about it, saying that he lived in the hospital all-year-round and had nothing to do with the happenings of the world. . After looking through Dukes forums, Victor waspletely muddled. He looked at his old antique with some heartache and said, What should you do? You definitely cant lose the next game against him. This is thest game to enter the top six. But, you also cant fight too hard... How about letting him win a match? Tyron meditated for a moment, then said, Actually, I also have a very obvious weakness. Victor: ?! Tyron was deadpan as he said, I wont lose. All of my experience and skills are about how to survive, how to win, and how to kill the opponent. Theres nothing about how to deliberately get killed by an opponent. Victor: ...... This weakness was really overbearing! Tyron took a handful of popcorn from the bucket in Victors arms and said, If he can win against me, thene. If he cant winCCwhat kind of qualifications do the weak have against the strong? . One dayter, when Tyron stood on the stage, he really didnt give Duke any special treatment. Before the game, Dukes face was a little pale when he stood on the stage, and his entire person seemed to have difficulty walkingCCalthough the characters in the virtual world werepletely free of any diseases, who told him to have a psychosomatic mental disease that was still incurable by modern medicine? His fans all believed that this disease would affect a persons maniption of their virtual body, which was why Dukes virtual world image was so distressing. Duke pulled on gloves, covered his mouth, and coughed twice, sounding like he was tearing his heart and lungs apart. After that, he came over to shake hands, and Tyron ignored him directly. Everyone: ...... Duke had his hand raised awkwardly for a long time, and just when his fans began to kick up a fuss and express their displeasure with Odin, it seemed that Duke came to a realization and removed his gloves. Tyron finally reached out, and the two yers shook hands. Tyrons dark, golden eyes pierced sharply through Dukes eyes, making his pale cheeks flush with a sudden sense of crisis. Tyron was very certain that Duke was in a good state. At least, it wasnt any worse than his own state when hed just entered this world. . The randomized map for the first round: Jasper Bamboo Forest. It was clear from just the name that this was a map with bamboo everywhere. The bamboo forest was very dense, but it was also the kind of cover that was rtively easy to destroy. If it was a scythe like Dukes, it was possible to clear up arge area with one stroke. There was a small stone shrine and pavilion in the middle of the forest, but it was difficult for contestants to find purposely while ying in a match. At the start of the game, Tyron was transmitted directly in front of the shrine. Presumably, Duke had been randomly transmitted into the depths of the bamboo forest. The twomentators also started to speak, Todays match is a little like the Great Demon King vs the God of Death... Cough, cough, the two contestants figures and auras have their own characteristics, and their fighting styles are also very distinct. We all know that Odins explosiveness is very powerful like an eagleing down from the sky. He approaches quickly, then takes away the opponents life with a series of quick, urate, and fierce attacks. As for Duke, he has the feeling of a poisonous viper in the grass. The characteristics of his profession are very flexible and can be said to have infinite Shadow Jumps. He can escape into the shadows before, after, or even during his attacks and jump out again instantly, giving him a feeling of invincibility. The randomized factor of this map is very high. Well have to see if Duke can ambush Odin out of the blue or if Odin will take down Duke with a smooth series ofbo attacks. . After the countdown ended, both contestants disappeared in a sh. Tyron didnt rush to move after he went into stealth. He instead stepped up onto the stone shrine, waiting for his enemy toe like a silent sculpture. Duke, on the other hand, made use of his professions advantage and blended into the shadows, flying quickly through the bamboo forest. It was impossible for the naked eye to see where hed been, but the pilot lens added a ck fog effect on him so that thementators and audience could see where he was. A strong wind swept through the bamboo forest. Each bamboo leaf rustled and shook as though countless small swords were shifting uneasily. Tyron, who was standing on the shrine, suddenly turned around and looked into the shadows of the bamboo forest. At this time, Dukes passive skill as a reaper had also given him a warning that there was a living presence within ten meters of him. The ck fog slowly stopped moving for a moment before quietly approaching the shrine. . At this point in time, neither yer was able to see the other, but the tension had already started to spread out invisibly. Bothmentators were in a state of high concentration, ready for the next wave of rapid burst actions. All of a sudden, Tyron reached out and tugged gently at his steel wire. A total of six steel wires were interconnected in different directions. When they shook gently, they caused the dead branches and leaves on the ground to rustleCChowever, there was one direction without such a sound. Therefore, at this instant... The two yers burst out explosively at the same time! Ch95 - Provincial Competition - Reaper End

Chapter Ch95 - Provincial Competition C Reaper End

trantor: xiin editor: kara It was foggy in the bamboo forest, and the reapers figure was like an invisible cloud that floated silently towards Odin as he stood there on the shrine. Odin made his move at the same time, but he didnt head towards his enemy. Instead, he leapt up into the skyCC A series of darts were shot out into the air like blossoms scattered by heavenly maidens,nding at random onto the ground. The time between these actions was very short, but it was long enough for Duke to see the distribution of these darts and dodge them. He narrowly avoided a dart and went straight for Odin, who had nowhere to borrow leverage from. As he approached the limits of his attack range, his ck scythe had already vaguely locked onto Odins forehead. In this instant, Odin suddenly movedCC As the scythe approached, Odin pulled out his short sword and shed against it! The scythe paused slightly after a crisp nging sound, but Odin hadnt only pulled out his short sword for the fight. He used that instant of engagement as leverageCC Windmillbo! The femalementator yelled, He obviously cant see Duke clearly. How can he be so urate with his des? The malementator praised emotionally, Odins strategy is so beautiful! He first used the steel wires to determine the distance between him and his opponent, and the darts forced Duke to move. If calcted properly, it can indeed allow him to use his des to fightCCthis wave of operations simply left Duke with no way to defend against it! . Duke had indeed been caught off guard, but he was quick to react and immediately dived back into the shadows. The ck scythe that had originally almostnded on Odins face disappeared instantly. In the blink of an eye, it reappeared behind him, its trajectory aimed at cutting into his back. When faced with an abrupt change in the middle of an attack, the average person would require a certain amount of time to reconfirm the direction of the new attackCCjust like how many people would look back as they run away despite it being an action that actually slowed down their escape. And, this was the best opportunity for Duke tond his attack. However, to his shocked horror, Odin didnt look back to confirm his positioning at all! Odin simply crossed his daggers behind his back to protect himself as much as possibleCC Instead of wasting time looking back, he reacted defensively right away! Only the most experienced melee yers could develop such instincts. This level of recognition alone was enough to make Dukes eyelids tick. . The scythended helplessly on the center of the two crossed des. This was because Odin had also correctly estimated Dukes preferred attack location. Everyone who usedrge, two-handed weapons tended to aim at the middle of the chest, because this was the area with the highest hit rate for them. Duke had failed to guess any of Odins moves, but Odin had managed to see through his moves every time. As soon as the first attack that was powerful enough to cripple their opponent wasnt sessful, a reaper would face a situation where they were in closebat. This originally wouldnt have been a big dealCC However, the person he was facing now wasnt any ordinary melee fighter but Odin! What was Odins concept of frontal closebat melee? So far, hed fought in over a dozen de fights with zero defeats! On average, it only took him a single-digit number of seconds to kill an opponent. It was like anyone who came up would die. When fighting with Odin, as long as they werent able to immediately pull out of the fight, they would basically be dered as dead with nothing to bury! It wasnt just Duke. Almost all melee yers had a very clear basic understanding: Never, absolutely never, enter a de fight with Odin. . The most typical way of getting rid of a melee-type opponent without engaging in a de fight was to use ranged attacks or windmillbos. Malementator: Dukes started up a windmillbo on the spot. He wants to force Odin to retreat! Femalementator: He feels that the risk in closebat is too great. Does he want to take advantage of his professions characteristics to regain the advantage through a second ambush? The two of them hadnt finished speaking when they saw that both yers were about tond from mid-air. Odin had deviated more from his original position andnded directly onto a sturdy bamboo. His entire person was like a long, ck shadow that made the bamboo beneath him bend beneath the force of hisnding before springing up again. Then, Odin suddenly used sh and broke through the reapers windmillbo! For a moment, countless fine knife lights shed in the ck fog suspended in the middle of the sky, their figures appearing and disappearing in the swirling fog. Simply based on the sound of the des shing, it seemed that they had intersected about seven or eight times in that single second. Malementator: Odin went directly into the windmillbo. Hes too bold! Femalementator: It can be seen that he cant avoid being hurt, but this also interrupted Dukesbo attack. Lets see who ended up at a disadvantage in this round of fightingCC At this second, everyone was holding their breath as they waited for either one of the contestants to fall out of the fog. Then, they saw that the first thing to fly out was actually the scythe! . Dukes huge, ck scythe flew out of the ck fog, making a loud ng sound as itnded. It happened tond de-first into the stone shrine, immediately splitting the shrine in two! It was immediately followed by Duke, whod been kicked to the ground by Odin from the air. A gray footprint could be seen on his left shoulder. Afternding, Duke didnt hesitate to activate his passive skill and turned into ck fog again, escaping to the shadows of the nearby bamboo forest in an instant. Next, Odin used sh and aimed at the ground like a meteor, falling to the ground at a high speed. The dagger in his hand just so happened to pass through the ck fog but struck empty. Femalementator: Dukes health is less than half, but fortunately, he escaped quickly. Otherwise, the game would have ended just now. At this point, a loud boom suddenly rang out through the virtual arena. As the sky turned increasingly dark, thunder and lightning intertwined, and rain clouds covered the sky. In just a mere two seconds, it began to rain. Femalementator: Oh, I almost forgot. Theres a possibility of triggering thunderstorm weather when the shrine is damaged. . The bamboo forest that had already been damp to start with was suddenly covered by heavy rain, and the ground started to turn muddy. The green bamboo stalks shook and swayed, the sheets of alternatively transparent or white rain sshing onto every corner. Odin stood up from the broken shrine. When hed broken into Dukesbo just now, the scythe had sliced across his chest. Due to the passive nature of the reaper, it had directly ruined the clothing on his right shoulder. Now, with the heavy rain, the torn clothing was very inconvenient. Odin casually tugged it off, revealing his powerful right arm, a small cut on his shoulder, and... his corbone. Then, the rain soaked through his hood and caused it to sag, affecting his field of vision. The mask also began to cling to his nose and mouth, affecting his breathing. Odin took them off too. He pushed back the hair scattered over his face and exposed his entire forehead; his eyes were deep set, and he wasnt worried that the rain would affect his eyes. His eyshes appeared unusually dense and long because of the rain. ... Now, it was thementators and audience who found it difficult to breathe. The femalementator seemed to have been petrified for several seconds, all the way until the two contestants began fighting again. A long timeter, she unconsciously began to pull out toilet paper and used trembling hands to block up her nose. The malementator turned into a broken voice recorder. There was a dy before he came up with the names of techniques and routines. The huge spread of audience members seemed to all have be The Thinker statues, sitting motionless in their seats without even blinking their eyes. For a time, the entire venue seemed extremely quiet, to the point where a needle dropping onto the floor would be heard. Only the patter and sshes from the pouring rain from the virtual map interrupted the silence. . The progress for this match had suddenly be unusually fast. This was because Odin never entered stealth again. As long as the reaper was willing to show up, the battle would be very simple and clear. Dukes stealth had be inessential as soon as the rain began, because such dense rain made it so that he could no longer conceal his figure fully. At least, with Odins level of observational skills, that outline where rain didnt seem to fall was too eye-catching! sh. The malementator spoke dryly. Odins instantaneous sh brought him close to Duke, but Duke was unable to react in time when he saw him and lost the chance to directly blend into the shadows and hide. In other words, even if he retreated into the shadows again, it would be nothing but a dying tactic! The greatest significance of hiding in the shadows for the reaper profession was the umtion of power that would ur while they were hidden. His scythe attacks required a long time to umte power, but the damage it caused was extremely high. The most typical attack routine was to hide in the shadows to umte power, then seize the time when their opponent was weak to transmit themselves instantly to their opponents back, andplete the attack with the umted power! In other words, it was all about timing. It was necessary to build up time dy and attack opportunities in order to reach a perfect situation that allowed them to cause the most damage. The moment Duke was unable to pinpoint a weakness in Odins defense, he had already lost. . A short Shadow Dance. The malementators tone was a little nk, And another sh and back winding,unching abo. Strictly speaking, Odins sh wasnt back winding but had instead gone to Dukes left nk, which was his less bnced half, his weak point. Earlier, Odin had been able to knock Dukes scythe away instantly because hed attacked his left wrist directly. It was just that simple, sharp, and to the point! He saw Dukes weakness and took nothing else into ount as he went straight for it. There wasnt any hesitation or the slightest bit of dy! His attacks could even be called crazy, because he took advantage of this weakness once again and kicked the scythe that wasing slowly from behind him and sent it flying! After that, his dagger, Deep Silence, stabbed directly into Dukes neck from the left. He twisted it viciously and took away the rest of his life. In the instant when the dagger was pulled out, a small amount of blood mixed in with the rain water and sshed out along the trajectory of the tip of the de, forming a beautiful water flower that bloomed for a brief moment amidst the sheets of rain. One momentter, Deep Silence returned to its sheath. . The fight was over, and it was another win. Because of the rainy weather, Tyron hadnt paid much attention to controlling the time, and the match had ended in around 17 seconds. As the scene closed, the audience could see Odin raise up his hand to slick back his wet hair. The rain ran down his face, neck, and all the way into his torn clothing. The lightning struck just at that moment, and the damp mist seemed to cast a soft light over every inch of his bare skin. ...... When Tyron returned to the stage, he once again saw thousands of lick lick lick type gazes. CCIt was really terrible! CCIt was simply an indescribable sense of terror! Even the master assassin was a little unable to control himself and broke out in goosebumps. Tyron: ...... If you keep looking at me with that kind of gaze, Ill kill you all! xiin: *lick* Ch96 - Real Lord Fours Tactics

Chapter Ch96 - Real Lord Fours Tactics

trantor: xiin The first match ended quickly, but this was also standard routine for Odin. The steps that the fans took to watch the game went like this: Look forward to it for a week, prepare for a day, wait for half an hour, keep their eyelids open wide and remain motionless for 20 seconds, scream/think deeply/praise/fill up the screen withments for 5 minutes, keep their eyelids open wide and remain motionless for 20 seconds, take half an hour to return, download the game video and rey it slowly n times, chat happily on Odins forum for a day, count the days off on their fingers and wait for the next game. This kind of feeling was like sailing on the sea. It would take several days to find treasure on the ind, and although it only took a little over ten seconds to open up the treasure every time, it still felt like theyd been rewarded for all the waiting theyd done! The fans who followed other yers who might not be able to obtain the treasure if they werent careful, or have their boats hit the rocksCCwatching their beloved idol lose in thepetition, then have to go back home crestfallen and start from scratch. However, the fans who followed Odin had always been able to obtain treasureCCthis was because he never lost! Sometimes, this treasure was even huge enough to make people cry! Mama, I saw God! I used to be as straight as aser sword until I came across Odin. Now, Im as crooked as motherf*cking mosquito repent incense! Ah, Im going to die, my heart and lungs are clenching, I really want to strip away that clothing... Im offering a reward of one million, is there any brave warrior willing to show up? My tongue is already gone from licking, I cant stop at all. . On the public screen, thements swept through like a waterfall and updated continuously for over ten minutes. Finally, someone felt that this length of time wasnt quite right, Is it halftime break? Why is it so long? Could it be that something happened again? Just as they started to question the situation, sure enough, a host came up onto the stage. She didnt read out the standard lines but said instead, Dear friends in the audience, Im very sorry to say that our contestant Duke has encountered some problems with his physical condition and has been disconnected from our League system. The staff are anxiously attempting to contact contestant Dukes emergency contact person. Shed just finished saying this when new instructions came again. The host then said, Alright, weve just received news that contestant Dukes disease has red up again and he has now been sent to the hospital. His coach has given up the game on his behalf... She then announced that contestant Odin had won directly and advanced to the top six, formally obtaining the qualification to enter the National Championships. At this time, the public screen began to be rowdy. Some people congratted Odin on his progress to the top six. Others were dazedly asking about Dukes situation. Others did both at the same time and didnt know what they should say at all. The ending formalities for this match werepleted amid all this confusion and noise. Duke posted a micro blog, presumably to reassure his fans and simultaneously report the current situation of his illness, Perhaps I wont be able to y many more games [bitter smile], the doctor said that thest game was too intense, and told me not to force myself to carry out high-frequency response behaviors. But, Duke now had a reasonable exnation that was unique to himCChe was seriously ill, so there was really no other way. The fans were instantly so distressed that when they recovered, they started to follow the process that they were very proficient in on the forums: Starting a thread to pray for Dukes well-being, then asking big V ounts to forward this prayer for Duke, exining Dukes failure to everyone through these prayers, and finally switching to a fighting posture and teaching their opponent a lesson. . This time, though, theyd tried to teach the wrong person a lesson. Tyron never went to see these words of war that were posted on the inte, and the connection he had with the trends of the interster people depended on Victor as the link. As for Victor... Victor leaned in and whispered a few words into Tyrons ear. As you like. Tyron thought for a moment, then reached out to flick his forehead, Youve really learned to be bad. Victor narrowed his eyes andughed slyly. Victor was no longer the young man who could only whine and prepare awsuit when he was wronged. He was now the vice-chairman of an important association in the Third Star Province and had only just stopped having his name mentioned on the official newspaper of the Alliance two days ago. He had a reputation amongst people of all ages in the Alliance, which was equivalent to sticking two tiger skin gs behind his back and evolving from Little Vic to Vice-chairman Li. At least, for the past year, every thing Victor had done had brought with it its own halo effect. Thepany hed created was now listed as a key training project in the Second Star Province. Many rtedpanies had sprung up like mushrooms, and every single one of them had eagerly sent him messages, hoping that he could help give them adviceCCVictor only needed to nod his head to have his name listed as thosepanies advisors and could earn tens of thousands of dors a month without doing a thing. So, Victor nodded his head at this time and had two meals with other people. The winds of public opinion slowly changed. . First, the official leader for the A-League provincialpetitions identally mentioned the issue of disabled/seriously ill yerpetitions during an interview for a program and followed it up by saying seriously: These yers were not rmended to force themselves to participate in thepetition for normal yers at any time. The A-League had always been fair, impartial, and open with regards to thepetition. Fairness didnt only refer to bncing out the level of difficulty within the game itself, but also applied to the bnce between yers, etc. Because of this official statement, a new proposal soon appeared for the rules the A-League revised every year: The official authorities considered granting provincialpetition organizers the power to kindly dissuade the unsuitable yers and have them withdraw from thepetition. Generally, the rules of the A-League would be formally revised after each provincialpetition was held. This year, this proposal had pushed it towards version 1029.4.717.1, a very scary serial number. Then, more rted news came out surrounding the new proposal and started to hold sway amongst the upper echelons of society. All of these actions were carried out from top to bottom, and it wasnt until the original proposal was published on the official league website on the third day that it was discovered by theizens. Suddenly, all the unofficial condemnations from the bottom towards the upper management became ineffective! CCHow could they condemn? There was no way to do it! When it came to Dukes participation in thepetition despite having a serious illness, it would simply remind the officials to kindly dissuade the contestant to withdraw! CCThe person in charge of the provincialpetitions had practically said this seriously ill yer of yours is acting unfairly. There was no way for them to stand up and refute it without sufficient backing, and at most, they could only protest on the inte for a while. However, it wasnt very effective... a protest wouldnt force the authorities to change the rules. This was really a move that cut the ground out from beneath their feet. It was just like when everyone rushed over to encircle their enemyCCtheir enemy turned out to have wings! And there was even a holy circle of light supporting him from behind! Suddenly, everyone was forced to drop their mouths open in shock and look up with unlimited amounts of mncholy. . Victor swept down from the sky and directly dismantled the enemys core tactics using the most powerful means at his disposal. He then initiated his own vicious siege. All of a sudden, the Odin fans who had lowbat effectiveness were given a direction. They were strongly called upon to enact a terrible counterattack against the public opinion attacks from the other sideCC Real Lord Fours tactics! Thats right. Theyd named it Real Lord Fours tactics in tribute to the Seven Kills teams Lord Fours tactics. The specific tactics were as follows: Dukes fans post: Duke is seriously ill. Odin was overboard when they yed. Odins fans didnt say a word. Instead, they sent over a killing image of Lord Fours magnificent beauty! The image was apanied by the words, My Four is so beautiful, those who dare to make a move against him are too shameless! Dukes fans: ...... Dukes fans: Cant you have a little bit ofpassion! Duke might not be able to y again next year. Odins fans didnt say a word. They lifted an image of Lord Four taking off his mask and held it up high so that it would flutter in the wind! The apanying words were, Make way, Im going to blind the world with my beauty. Dukes fans: ...... Dukes fans: You guys are too shameless! Odins fans didnt say a word. An image of Lord Fours wet body was stered on their faces! The apanying words were, If you dont get hard, it means you cant get hard. Dukes fans: ...... F*ck a dog, couldnt they fight this battle out properly?! . In just two short days, the Lord Fours tactics images suddenly became popr and were sent out at a rate of millions of times an hour, upying ces in almost all the hot lists of various media. The big army of Odin fans went forth with great vigor and didnt say a word. Theypletely relied on this uniform method of using their own emoticons to pave the way, and at a critical moment, they would hold up Lord Fours glorious beauty up high, like a primitive man with an anti-aircraft cannonCC They danced and ran around everywhere chaotically, lighting fires and sting guns, and pushed the other side t. Extremely t. Dukes fans refused to ept this, but when they turned back, they discovered that their own camp was full of traitors. ... Od, Odin is so beautiful. He looks like a good person. ... Wheres your logic? Has your logic been salted and eaten?! Therefore, many people who remained suddenly realized: My god, us interster people really have no moral integrity. . During this period, many people who originally hadnt been fans, but had learned about Contestant Odin for the first time due to these hot images, inexplicably started to join the face con team in waves, reinforcing and strengthening Odins fans power with each wave. Dukes fans were surrounded and pushed back to the final bunker. Even Dukes own official forum had almost been taken over. Finally, they tried a soft approach and apologized officially. They trembled and issued a call to delete the previous statements that condemned Odin on various media channels. When this wave of saliva battles was over, the psychosomatic mental disease topic became hot once again. The cause was still Duke, but the backbone of the reason was an expert doctor who specialized in this disease. The expert said, This disease is very rare and affects peoples mental strength. However, generally speaking, it doesnt affect ones thinking activities. We usually rmend patients with this disease to work in the virtual world as being in the real world puts a greater burden on their bodies. In addition, we strongly rmend once again for Mister @Dukee to our hospital for the consciousness projection operation. The sess rate for this operation is now 99.999%. ording to the data provided to us by the Alliances Red Cross Foundation, Mr. Duke had already received enough donations fromizens to cover all the expenses for his operation three years ago. After this microblog became popr, some people were so embarrassed that they wanted to first delete their ounts beforemitting suicide. Everyone: ...... Ch97 - Great Demon King

Chapter Ch97 - Great Demon King

trantor: xiin editor: kara The situation had developed to this extent, but Duke hadnte forward at all. It was only his fans who were still spreading that he had no way to ess the inte after entering the ICU, but it was unknown if it was true or not. After the majority of the excitement had slowly cooled down, people discovered that someone unexpected had actually been involved in this incidentCC Vantico. Back then, Vantico had directly sent out a microblog in support of Duke, helping to denounce Odin. Unfortunately, this series of events had finally proven that Duke had been acting as a white lotus, and his reputation had turned so bad overnight that it affected Vantico too. Many questioning voices appeared on his blog. Vantico had never thought that things would turn out like this within a day of his message. It was like sending out a p that rebounded andnded back on ones face. His own fans were of two minds regarding this matter. The first was that Vantico has nothing to do with this matter at all. To be more direct, maybe he wants to be closer to Duke, or does he have a grudge against Odin?, and the second was Its not soplicated. Perhaps Vantico got tricked by Duke?. Well then, this matter was now over, and Vantico had two choices when it came to clearing up the matter: He could either ept the first opinion and admit that he had been in league with a white lotus; Or ept the second opinion and admit that... there was something wrong with his IQ. Vantico: ...... In this era, people who had ideological or moral problems would lose fans like water going down the drain, so Vantico gnashed his teeth all night and finally chose to send an apology out on his blog, admitting that he had an IQ problem and had believed in that white lotuss wicked words. This was really f*cked up. He didnt even know what hed been thinking back then! Duke really had nothing to do with him! Hed really just rushed up to get pped in the face! . The next day, Duke, who was supposed to be in the hospital for emergency treatment, suddenly announced that hed withdrawn from the A-League provincialpetition. Additionally, he would never take part in the provincialpetition again! CCHe made it sound as though he could continue to y in the next season. In fact, the A-Leagues official regtions would have been revised by that time. Even if he had wanted to sign up, he would have been persuaded to go to the special group for seriously ill contestants. All of Dukes fans felt like theyd just f*cked a dog after they read through the statement issued by Dukes coach on his behalf, suddenly feeling as though their time and enthusiasm over the previous years had been trampled into the ground. Perhaps they should also count Vantico amongst their numbers. Vanticos nose was blue, and his face was swollen as he silently watched along with them as Duke withdrew like a turtle into its shell. Not only did they feel sad and tragic, but they also had to watch Odins fans revelry in the meantime... . After all, this war of words was nothing but a short moment of hype, and Odins fans had more reasons to celebrate. This was because Odin being in the top six for the provincialpetition meant that he had a spot in the National Championships! Lord Four was going to fight against yers from throughout the whole Alliance! Due to the big waves kicked up by the beauty tactics from before, many fans reluctantly released the images that theyd been hoarding for a long time. One of them was a godly person who released a dozen game videos of Lord Four with his face exposedCC Of course, these were matches from the NPC Lord Four. The 15th simted A-Leaguepetition game was the first one to have Lord Fours exposed face in it, and it was the only one that allowed the Lord Four NPC to y through the entire game with his face exposed the whole way. Although the conditions required to achieve this easter egg were very harsh, there were no gains with no pain! This god-like fan had yed the 15th simtion A-League game every day and had finished it over a hundred times, spending over 2000 hours in the game. During this time, theyd performed all kinds of data analysis and modeling, and the whole purpose of all this was to unlock the games ultimate eggCCNPC Lord Fours exposed face model. Then, he had really obtained the egg. He started to feel great. He took the Lord Four NPC and passed the game dozens of times, creating thousands of holograms of Lord Four in each map. Now, he was releasing these images in batches. His blog had exploded with Lord Four fans that very same day! . For fans of Lord Four, it was normal for them to pull out their hearts and lungs for the sake of an image of his face only to be unable to obtain one. Now that they could get arge number of images all at once, it was like rain after a drought or life-saving assistance! All of a sudden, tears streamed down the fans faces as they incoherently expressed their boundless gratitude. Although there was still a gap between an NPC and a real person, and the facial expressions, temperament, and actions werent as natural and harmonious as a real persons at all, at the very leastCCthey could imagine the real Lord Four through these NPC pictures! For example, the real Lord Four would probably never blush, but the NPC had this setting! If there was enough goodwill, he would also express gratitude and goodwill to the yer of the game. That appearance was so cute that people fell to their knees and couldnt get up again, unable to extricate themselves. Another example was the wet Lord Four, whod already been pushed up to godhood, who was also avable in the game. The NPC could be sent out to y on rainy days so that water-dripping images could be created on purpose. They could also give him instructions to take a long time, then... wait for his clothes to be soaked through! After that, a cult emerged amongst the Lord Four fans. They called themselves: Rainy! Day! God! Cult! These followers of the Rainy Day God cults daily activities were: Insert three incense sticks, kneel down to worship the rain doll, then murmur to themselves, May the next game be on a rain map, next game on a rain map, rain map, rain... . President Li was not happy! Although the NPC didnt reveal any skin, and it was just soaked clothing at most, it was still... his figure! His figure had been recreated proportionally! Victor: Next game isnt a rain map, isnt a rain map, no rain, no rain, no rain... Tyron: ...... Victor bought a sun doll and hung it at home, determined to fight against the rainy day cult to the very end. Tyron found it amusing and said, Ill just pay attention next time. Victors lips were pulled down, and he sulked about it for two days. Finally, he came up with a magical move and tore down the bathroom wall, recing it with transparent ss. The master assassin who discovered this when he took a bath that night, ...... Alright, you interster people really knew how to y. President Li was very satisfied with himself. He sat cross-legged on the bed and said, Mine, mine, all mine. Tyron came over and flipped the proud and self-satisfied Victor butt-up over his shoulder, carrying him like this directly, If you want to see, just say it straight. Child, hiding to the side and peeping isnt good behavior. Victor struggled for a while and was pped on the buttocks by Tyron. Suddenly, his entire face turned red, and he spoke faintly, Peep, peeping is also a kind of y... Any kind of y that doesnt lead to making love is indecent behavior. Tyrons face was solemn when he said this. . President Li was carried into the bathroom for a thorough lesson. It prated too deep and moved too shallowly. Victor was moved to tears and almost sobbed, gasping out intermittently, No way, the bathtub is too slippery, I cant hold on... Tyron said, ... Eyes up and hands down, President Li. Victor was going crazy, Im not doing that! Dont goad me, you old rascal! Tyron pondered for a moment and gave up the goading tactic. He decisively used another method that Victor couldnt resist. He turned on the showerhead, and hot water immediately covered them. Victor: ...... Tyron: Come and lick? Therefore, Victor really couldnt hold on anymore. His legs went a little soft just by looking at the scene and were barely able to keep from copsing despite being held up. After a while, he used his teeth fiercely and bit down on Tyron several times. .... Hiss. A very neat row of teeth marks were gnawed onto Tyrons corbone, then numbed by the hot water. He wondered internally when his Vic had evolved into having steel teeth. . The two people mutually hurt each other in the bathroom. After they came out, Victors eyes were unfocused, and his entire body gave off an aura of post-activity bliss. Each time he finished bullying Victor and took in his miserable little appearance, this bad, old rascal would suddenly be very gentle, helping him to wash up before attentively serving him food and drink in order to supplement his physical strength. Victor huddled in a bath towel and browsed through the news, leaning his head back against Tyrons leg. Every single pore on his body seemed to say, I me you for bullying me to this point. Hurry up and coax me. After a while, Victor spoke in a hoarse voice, The order for the games between the top six just came out. Your next opponent is Geng Chen... That elemental mage? Tyron asked, I see. Last time you bullied her until she cried... Victor went back to the report from that day and wanted tough a bit when he saw it. Tyrons head didnt even turn back as he said, Nobody cries more beautifully than you do. After that, the old antique once again imagined the scene of his nned proposal, where Victor cried until he became the most pitiful, miserable little Vic ever, tsk tsk tsk.... . However,peting in the top six would take some time. There were at least three games before he could win the championship, and that was the best case, the luckiest scenario. However, one of the advantages of the matches among the top six was that the schedule was verypact, and there was almost no recovery time between the two rounds. It could be regarded as another test of the yers physical strength and willpower. The first round for the top six was Odin vs Geng Chen. Geng Chen really didnt have it easy. Shed been eliminated into the loser group during the group matches and had made her way back amidst massivepetition. Even though she was a yer at the National Championship level, she still had to fight her way back to the semifinals of the provincialpetition in the end. Then, she had once again encountered Odin in the top six... The online reviews all said, Its over, our condolences. Shes too unlucky. Geng Chen once again encountered the Great Demon King! It feels like emotional tears are sshing... Try hard and see if she can make it a draw? After all, its a point system. Getting one point is still useful. . Whileizens were still discussing the topic, more news came out: Geng Chen had abstained from the first round. Everyone: ...... Although everyone was very surprised at the start, it was reasonable when they thought about it carefully. When Geng Chen and Odin had finished their first match previously, her willpower had almost been destroyed. By the end of the second game, shed directly burst out crying to the point where her nose had been wrinkled. During a process as tense as the top sixpetition, there basically wasnt enough time to readjust their mentalities if anything went wrong. Therefore, it would have been a little risky if Geng Chen had insisted on ying, and it might even have affected her next few games. Based on her strength though, she should still be able topete for the top three without much of a problem. From a certain point of view, it was a brave move for her to dare to abstain directly. . But from another point of view, Odins fierce reputation had be more and more ferocious, and he was now the Great Demon King of Terror. Theizens: Great Demon King Odin! Beat Old Friend until he had a nosebleed! Beat Duke straight out of the A-League! Beat Geng Chen until she cried and didnt dare to fight again! You guys forget that he casually yed a match in the Third Star Province and beat Kiss of the Goddess until he called Daddy... Shivering and trembling! Kneeling down to worship the Great Demon King... Ch98 - Provincial Competition - Ability User

Chapter Ch98 - Provincial Competition C Ability User

trantor: xiin editor: kara So, Tyron inexplicably had another day off and had even directly umted three points. He casually took a look at the other two games in the first round of the top six. Any yer who coulde this far was a national-level yer. Other than him and Geng Chen, there were four others: Pdin, ID Forgetting Worries. Highest rank: 24th. Druid, ID Meowmeowmeow. Bixiong District neer. Ability User, ID Little De. Highest rank: 47th. Hacker, ID Universal Day. Previous National Championship contestant, highest rank: 33rd. This morning was the pdin vs the hacker, and the match in the afternoon was the ability user vs the druid. After the first round ended today, round two would begin tomorrow. The timing was extremely tight. Tyron and Victor changed their virtual images and went into the virtual world to watch the game together. Overall, the games had been quite spectacr. . There was even a little episode in the middle because the IDs of the druid and ability user were Meowmeowmeow and Little De, so the twomentators ended up acting cute the entire time. Femalementator: Meowmeowmeow is in danger, meowmeowmeow! Malementator: No, Little De must still have something up his sleeve... Femalementator: Little Des health line is in danger. If he doesnt bring it out now, he wont have a chance to anymore! Malementator: Im not talking about the druid, Im talking about Little De! (The druid profession is sometimes referred to as Little De in Chinese) Femalementator: Meowmeowmeow? Everyone: ...... The audience was about to die ofughter. Victor was trembling from it as he clutched Tyrons arm. Tyron didntugh. He had his head up as he watched the game, but when he had turned to look at Victor, he became amused by his appearance and reached out to scratch Victors palm. Ah! Victor finallyughed out loud, the ends of his hair shaking. Tyron went back to watch the game. He reached his hand out without looking and mussed up Victors hairpletely. Victor shook from the rubbing, leaning his head against Tyrons shoulder as he said jokingly, This ability user... is quite strong. . Tyron circled the professions hacker and ability user in his mind. This was mainly because he didnt have enough experience against them, as the two professions were unique to the interster era. In short, these instructions epassed all sorts of things. However, a hackers biggest weakness was that their instructions could be seen by their opponents. It basically consisted of English and asional chunks of programmingnguages. As for Tyron, hed once been blessed by the gods and could understand allnguages. So, he ced the threat level of a hacker a little behind that of the ability user. . The ability user was the one who Victor had said was quite strong. The ability user with the ID Little De had mainly nt-based abilities. He could grow vines from every part of his body, and the vines were also considered part of his body. This meant: He could grow ivy from his hand, and then more ivy from the ivy. nts didnt move quickly, and it was impossible for a vine to sweep and move through the air like a whip, but it was difficult to avoid when there were many of them. When they intertwined together, they became equivalent to a fortress that firmly protected the ability user within. And, this was even a moving fortress. Once the vines were able to catch hold of the opponent for a moment, the rest of the vines would immediately surround them and hold them tight so that the ability user could freely use his ultimate attack... Femalementator: Oh, Meowmeowmeow is done for. Sure enough, the ability user had finally won the match. The druid struggled helplessly within the entanglement of countless veins before turning into a streak of white light. When the two contestants returned to the stage, the audience was filling the screen with, Tentacle monster 66666 Tyron noticed this nickname and asked Victor, What does tentacle monster mean? Victor blushed and muttered iprehensibly, then said, It means his abilities are great... Tyron: ??? Although he still didnt understand the actual meaning, he hade to realize that tentacle monster probably meant something quite dirty. Things that could make the children of the interster era blush had to be extremely dirty. . The afternoon game ended at around 3 oclock. It would originally have been followed by the game between Odin and Geng Chen, but Geng Chen had abstained, therefore changing the schedule. They sat there for a little while longer and saw the new points rankinge out: Ability user Little De, 4 points. Assassin Odin, 3 points. Pdin Forgetting Worries, 3 points. Hacker Universal Day, 1 point. Elemental dancer Geng Chen, 0 points. Druid Meowmeowmeow, 0 points. The system listed the next round: Assassin Odin vs Ability user Little De, Pdin Forgetting Worries vs Druid Meowmeowmeow, Hacker Universal Day vs Elemental dancer Geng Chen. So, Odins game was tomorrow morning, and it was against the powerful tentacle monster. Victor: ...... Tyron had seen a bit of the reys of the ability users games before, but he had nothing else to do that evening and watched another two games to further refine his thoughts. At this time, Victor said nervously, Lets change the leather armor and cape into chainmail! Steel armor! No, how about changing it into a spacesuit? ...... Tyron asked, Do you want me to change professions and fight as a mummy? Victors face was full of fear, Those are tentacles! Its a tentacle monster! Tyron: Whats there to be afraid of? Victor: shing others!!! Tyron: ...... On that day, the old antique went onto the inte and researched tirelessly, finally learning a brand-new,pletely impossible-to-perform style of y: Tentacle y. . The next day, the old antique felt the strange feeling of being unable to look directly at ones opponent for the first time. The two yers shook hands to the cheers of the audience, and the ability user Little De gave a friendly smile that showed eight teeth. The smile had seemed normal yesterday when Tyron had been watching him from off-stage, but today it suddenly felt as though it was full of filthy thoughts, and Victors two words, tentacle monster, kept echoing in his mind. Tyron: ...... Ive been led astray by my Vic. He also took a look at the public screen while the system was drawing their randomized map. The public screen at this moment: Rainy day map! Rainy day map! Rainy day map! Make it rain, daddy! Heeheeheehee the number one beauty of e-sports vs the number one tentacle monster. Im pulling out my camera in excitement... Dont rain, dont rain, dont rain... Thisst, rather out-of-cement had probablye from Victor. . Soon, the randomized map result came out: Crocodile Swamp. Amongst the audience, there was a desperate hiss from the rainy day cult... One just had to look at the name to know what kind of map this was. The entire map was basically a swamp, and there was only one stone path that was rtively safe. Much of the swamp was covered with vegetation, making it impossible to judge whether or not it was safe to step on at first sight. There were also some crocodile-like creatures that actively attacked in some areas. Of course, these crocodiles didnt pose a threat to the e-sports contestants, but it would be easy for them to fall into a disadvantage during the fight if they were held back by the crocodiles for a second or two. Malementator: Oh, this map gives Little De quite a big advantage. Femalementator: In fact, this map is very difficult for Odin. First, there isnt enough shelter, and second, theres nowhere thatspletely safe for him tond. Thirdly, his opponent is very well suited to this map. Malementator: Some viewers may not know why nt ability users are so strong on swamp maps. In fact, its because its very easy for them to remain afloat on the surface... Even if they cannot, their profession allows them to stand still without having to worry about ending up in the swamp and struggling for a long time. . The swamp was really a tricky environment for the master assassin. He quickly went over this map in his mind and realized that he would have to fight quickly. His opponent was the kind of yer who was good at endlessly creating vines, and once thepetition dragged on for too long, he would have the opportunity to improve his closebat defenses. After they were transmitted onto the map, the twopetitors each stood on one end of the winding stone path. Two well-camouged crocodiles could be seen peeking out beside the path. As soon as the countdown was over, Tyron did one thing first: Take off his cloak. CCCloaks would only get in the way in the swamp, and it was the same with hoods. His actions caused a small series of shrieks to rise up from the audience. And at this time, what Little De did first was even more reasonable: He sprouted vines from his feet and took the lead in creating an advantageous tool for moving around on the swamp. He then stepped directly onto the swamp... His footing was a little shaky, but it soon turned steady! Malementator: Little De knows how to make use of his own advantages. He went directly into the swamp, and Odin will have to step in if he wants to fight against him. Even just stepping in will be a risk for him. . By this time, Tyron was already running quickly along the stone path. Other than sh, he had rarely ever demonstrated his running speed. At this time, he really allowed the audience to relive his fast burst of speed from a long time ago. A few secondster, Tyron was already within 20 meters of Little De, who was stepping on a piece of green floating vegetation. He first threw a series of darts from his hand! Femalementator: Odin hasunched a tentative attack. Little Des current situation is that his movement speed is extremely slow, and almost half of the darts managed to hit. HoweverCC Malementator: Little De has already covered himself with nt armor, reducing the damage from projectiles by 50%. Hes simply like an immobile fortress. At this point, the hearts of the audience have begun to lift up towards their throats: They could see that Odin was reaching the end of the stone path. Would Odin choose a foothold to get closer and fight? Or, would he use a long-ranged harassment tactic? Or, would he allow Little De, who was currently at an advantage, to take the lead? Then, in the next second, they saw a sh! Ch99 - Provincial Competition - Ability User 2

Chapter Ch99 - Provincial Competition C Ability User 2

trantor: xiin editor: kara The moment the ability user, Little De, saw Odin, he had already summoned vines to cover his figurepletely so that he wasnt exposed to the assassins vision. This was because he knew that the assassin had a trump-card move that was extremely dangerous to himCCShadow Jump. However, if the opponents body couldnt be seen, then Shadow Jump couldnt be released. So, when Odin used sh in order to get close, Little Des heart instantly rejoiced! All of the vines he controlled started to produce paralytic venom, and a circle of brambles grew out around him, creating a small tform beneath his feetCCthe only tform on the swamp. This tform would be the only foothold the two yers had and also the trap that Little De had created. Odin had no choice but to step on it! . Malementator: He came close with a sh! Its true that he can firstnd a series of attacks, but will he have a way to escape? Femalementator: Or, maybe its possible for him to kill Little De in one wave of attacks? Malementator: Impossible! Its too easy for a nt ability user to protect themselves if they want to! That was right. Little De didnt care what kind of moves Odin nned to use when he came over. After he had made his preparations, he retreatedpletely behind his vine fortress. It was almost like hed closed himself up into his shell and was now indifferent to the world. The angle of Odins sh was actually aimed upwards, and he performed the first round of a windmillbo right after he came out of the sh! Malementator: A beautiful windmillbo, and in a situation where he encounters no interferenceCC Seventeen hits, neen hits! The femalementators voice was much louder than the malementators, This is the best windmillbo so far! The windmillbo directly broke through the vine defense above Little Des head, stripping him out of his fortress to face Odins des! What little defenses Little De mustered up afterwards were nothing but a drop in the bucket and couldnt withstand a single blow from the storm of des that fell like a blizzard! The dance of dessted for a full two seconds. The dagger, Deep Silence, stabbed into Little Des eyebrow at thest moment and took away as much as 30% of his health when it was pulled out. By the time the entire windmillbo was over, and Odin retrieved his des, the immobile Little De was left with 52% of his health. Everyone had their mouths open in shock. The malementator almost burst out with a curse, My... heavens. Odins first round of attacks took away nearly 50% of his health! This attack power is like a great demon king from hell! Femalementator: But unfortunately! But, unfortunately, it fell a little short and didnt directly reach 50%. When the health volume difference was over 50%, the attacker could umte some advantages right away. . At this time, Little Des patience paid off. He immediately activated his ability frenzy, causing the activity of his vines to increase by 50%. This meant that the speed and flexibility of his vines went through an instant, qualitative improvement. They danced around like green snakes, popping up dangerously from the tform and darting towards Odin. Odin didnt have enough time to sh! The malementator called out excitedly, This is really dangerous for him! The first vine caught his ankle, making it so that the assassin couldnt get off the tform and return to a safe area right away. Despite how he had reacted immediately and cut the vine off, it seemed that he was still toote to deal with the dozens or hundreds of equally agile tentacles. Countless small vines crept over his body in the brief instant that he had paused. They already had started to cover him, small sections of vines wrapping around his elbows, waist, and feet. Then, while the assassin was twisting around on the narrow tform, these humble segments slowly umted. Then, all of a suddenCC The ability user agitated them, urging them to start growing rapidly! Femalementator: Oh boy, its over! As fine vines stretched out and wrapped around the back of his shoulder, Odins shoulder first lost the space to move, and then all the vines around him burst out into the air. Starting from behind him, they wrapped around his chest and waist, surrounding his upper body and causing his body to hang suspended in the air. A vine immediately went to twine around Odins neck, causing him to raise his head and let out a muffled sound before tightening abruptly! The system determined that Odin was starting to suffer from asphyxiation. The audience on the public screen: Oh my godddddddddd! The number one beauty is about to be ravaged by the tentacles... Word! I simply cant watch on! Lord Four, pull yourself together! At this time, both thementators and the audience felt that Odin had been too aggressive earlier. At this time, he would definitely have to take the brunt of the ability usersbo. Thisbo of abilities could also serve to finish off an opponent directly: First, limit the opponents range of movement, then find an opportunity to control them directly. When the opponent loses the ability to move, then deal out the highest level of damage within the shortest amount of time possible! Because, there was a huge limitation for the activity of the vines. After ten seconds, any vines that were spawned would lose their ability to move and be fragile, dead material. Therefore, after seizing the opponent, an ability user had to try their best to extend the control time and deal the most damage they could. The paralytic venom had been prepared specifically for this! The long, thorny vines made use of every second they had, twining around Odins waist and squeezing tight, perfectly outlining the waistline beneath his leather armor. The sharp thorns containing the toxin pierced through his skin. The paralytic venom wasnt 100% effective, especially against those who had high resistance and willpower. The ability user waited carefully for one second. Then, he saw Odins hand spasm suddenly, and the short sword, Song of Triumph, fell out of his hand. There would be no better chance than this! The vines in the middle opened up instantly, revealing the ability user, Little De, whod been wrapped up within. He pulled out his only weapon: A single-target handgun. The dark, ck muzzle was already aimed at the tasty prey that had sent itself up to be captured... . However, it was right at this moment. Odins head, which had seemed to hang down powerlessly, suddenly shifted. A sh of cold in his dark, golden eyes that were revealed between his scattered locks of hair came and went. ...... His throat, which had been tightly wrapped up by the vines, suddenly rxed, thest breath of air within it gently spitting out a syble. CCShadow Jump! Femalementator: Oh! Acting?!! Malementator: Ah! It was an act! Were actually seeing an act! This acting! Hed deceived Little De into thinking that hed been paralyzed so that he would appear from within the vines in order to attackCC Once Little De had exposed himself, he had given the assassin the opportunity to use Shadow Jump right away! Odin instantly transformed into a shadow, disappearing directly from the entanglement of the vines. Arge stretch of lead-grey vines lost its vitality while another stretch of toxin-infused vines suddenly lost their target. The ability user wanted to pull his fortress back in ce, but it was toote. How could the vines grow and move faster than an assassin? When the shadow appeared behind Little De, the dagger, Deep Silence, gently sliced across his artery. Odins figure appeared fully within 0.5 seconds, and the dagger suddenly stabbed fiercely into his opponents artery, twisting before pulling back outCC A bit of blood sshed onto the vines. Only now had the ability users vines managed toe up to wrap around Little Des back. Odins dagger had been too fast! This dagger had never made a sound and appeared rarely. It only had a 20% utilization rate in rapid fights, but once it appeared, it was bound to be a deadly attack! In this second, the dagger was released after it was pulled out. Odin emptied his left hand and caught a crucial vine that hade to protect its master, forcefully snapping it off! Then, he caught the dagger with his right hand and stabbed from the bottom up, directly inserting it into Little Des kidney from behindCCtwo hits in a row! He didnt twist it, but this particr angle made the blood flow particrly strong. The system judged: Critical attack, bleeding damage! . When Odin stepped on the vines again and leapt away, the ability users health was already below 20%! In order to keep up with the speed of thest counterattack, the malementator was almost flushed fromck of breath. He finally said, Thatst blow caused bleeding damage! Odins counterattack is a textbook ssic! Femalementator: He can also be chosen as this years movie emperor! Malementator: Little Des reaction speed isnt slow either. He almost immediately chose to protect himself first. Now, it appears that this choice was too wise. If hed been even one secondter in defending, he wouldnt have escaped with just a bleeding debuff. He wouldve been insta-killed! Femalementator: Just now, Little De still wanted to use the vines to force Tyron to stay and fight back, but unfortunately, Odins sh was too fastCC After finishing his long-nned counterattack, Odin didnt hesitate to take advantage of the tform to sh, returning to the safe stone path in an instant. He didnt touch the swamp from beginning to end, which was exactly as Little De had expected, but this trap had somehow turned into something that hastened his own death instead. After this exchange of blows, Little De was at critical health while Odin was still at half health. The pace of the match slowed down again once Odin left the melee range. Therefore, the twomentators had a moment of respite, and they praised the technique, shCCthe starting time required for this technique was too short, and its effect was so powerful. It was no wonder that it was able to obtain an evaluation of 9.5 by the A-Leagues experts panel. The great demon king, Odin, who had sh in his hands, could attack and retreat at will. He could alsounch quick attacks like a storm, and this on its own was already enough to bully others, but what made it more excessive was... he could also be shortlisted for a title as a movie emperor! . Now, the positioning of the two yers had been magically reset, and they were once again in the same ces theyd been three seconds into the match: The ability user had wrapped himself up and stood on the swamp while the assassin stood quietly on the stone path looking for opportunities. However, the biggest difference was that the ability users health was already at critical levels. By the time the bleeding state had finally ended, his health had dropped from 18% to 7%. Femalementator: What a pity. Its really too unfortunate, it was just a little short! Malementator: Indeed. Its just a little short, and Odin still needs to find another opportunity to approach Little De and knock down thatst 7%. Ch100 - Provincial Competition - Ability User End

Chapter Ch100 - Provincial Competition C Ability User End

trantor: xiin editor: kara They didnt have to wait too long. The assassin moved again very soon after. The ability user had long been alert and ready. This time, he was at an absolute disadvantage when it came to his health levels, so he gave up a portion of his attack power and instead used it to harden the vines. This kind of vine was very brittle (easy to break) and hadpletely lost its flexibility, but its hardness had been greatly improved, and it was no longer easy to cut. It was an extremely practical defense against cold weapons. Because Odins first round of attacks had been so fierce that it was nearly inconceivable, Little De was now very nervousCCand so were thementators. Malementator: If his first round of attacks can break through the defense again, then Odin will win directly. Femalementator: If hes blocked by Little De, then there might be another round of attacks. This is also possible since Odins already lost his Song of Triumph and only has his dagger in hand. In fact, his health bar isnt that healthy either at around only 50%. If Little De can release another full round of damage, he might be able to turn the tables. Professional characteristics determined the rhythm of the game. An assassins matches were always you die, so I can live, dancing on the tip of the de. . Just like thest time, Odin chose to directly use sh and approach his enemy on the swamp head-onCCthis was the best way for him to approach, bar none. Less than a second after his sh, the ability user had already raised up all his vines and was waiting for his arrival! Hed hoped to be able to catch hold of Odin first, but Odin hadntnded in the best attacking position like hed expected! Malementator: He didnt use a windmillbo? Femalementator: Whats the situation? He justnded! Odinnded lightly. He wasnt in a hurry to attack the vines that protected Little De and instead stepped on his vines. The hardened vines had almostpletely lost their ability to react to their enemy and simply provided passive defense. Odin stepped on them gently, ignoring the aggressive vines that were eagerly heading towards him, and used sh againCC Hed shed towards the ability users back, but there was no tform there! The twomentators were a little confused. The femalementator spoke up, Hes going to fall into the swamp! As soon as her voice fell, they saw something they hadnt expected spring out of the swampCC Crocodile! The crocodiles instinctively attacked the prey closest to them in the blink of an eye. Odin had justnded near it, so it hadnt hesitated to open its big mouth. Its powerful tail pushed it out of the water in a burst, and most of its body was out of the swamp as it bit fiercely at Odin, who was in mid-air. However, everyone knew that even natures fiercest animals posed no threat to yers of this level. His step sent it straight back into the swamp! The femalementator was left with her mouth open in surprise. Malementator: This foothold! Im convinced! Even those who cant ept it must be convinced! The audience in the scrollingments were also momentarily stunned, and thements slowed slightly, Ah, the great demon kings number one mount is a crocodile monster. I actually seem to find this kind of devilish setting to be quite interesting? Have you guys ever considered the crocodiles feelings?! How can it go out and act as the overlord of the swamp like this? Predators also have self-esteem, hey! . Odin took this opportunity to find a leverage point behind the ability user, then used another sh, and broke through Little Des defense from the back! The crocodile that hed used as a stepping stone snapped, its snout having been pressedpletely back into the swamp by the move and leaving only two or three air bubbles in its wake. At this time, Little De was still shifting together the vines behind him out of fear. Compared to his front side, the defenses for his back side were weaker, because hed never thought Odin would have already used Shadow Jump and actually used this kind of method instead to attack him from behind. Behind him, Odin had already broken through. His dagger was aimed at a very obvious position and was pointed at Little Des heart from the back. Malementator: Odin chose to attack afternding. Alright, lets take a look at the oue of this round! Femalementator: This positioning is the most suited for a high-speed, single-handed weaponbo. Odin pulls outCC Malementator: Wheres his dagger? Wheres his dagger?!!! Odins remaining dagger, Deep Silence, had actually disappeared! He was empty-handed as he headed towards the ability users backCCbut, it was enough to scare his opponent into turning pale as he hurriedly set up his defense. However, Odin simply greeted him with a hello in a natural and easy manner before shing back to the stone path. Everyone: ...... The femalementator cursed, Those from the city have deep tricks, I really dont f*cking understand! The malementator was stunned for a moment, but he soon realized, ... Hesying out a line! . As soon as the malementator had finished speaking, they saw Odin, who had justnded on the stone path, use the full strength of his right hand and elbow to pull on a thick steel wireCC In order to ensure that it was strong enough, hed twisted three wires together. As Odin applied strength, the audience could see two nearly invisible steel wires stretching from his hands, one on the left and one on the right, making it difficult for the ability user to move. Then, he whistled, and there was a sh along the road, which immediately affected the two steel wires! Then, they saw a crocodile jump out of the water from behind the ability user! Embedded in the crocodiles snout was a snow-white dagger, Deep Silence. Wrapped around the handle of Deep Silence was one end of a steel wire. As the steel wire was retracted, all the inconspicuous vines revealed themselves and tightened up, holding the ability user tightly in the middle. The malementator suddenly grew excited, Thats right, this is the vines Achilless heel! They are easily used for binding others, but its also difficult for them to break out of confinementCC Hed only spoken halfway when he saw Odin tug abruptly on this line of death without even turning back to look. In this moment, the mighty vine fortress seemed to have been cut apart by Gods hands! The vines above the waist were all cut off, the dead tentacles falling into the swamp. The lead-grey, hardened vines had been caught by two steel wires, the discement caused by the differing angles making them split apart. CCRevealing the soft fruit within that was unable to protect itself. . Odin sent out a series of darts as he turned gracefullyCC Malementator: One dart... two darts... Little De is done for. Odin stopped shooting after two darts. His prediction had indeed been urate. Little De had done his best, pulling out his handgun in order to try and take away some of Odins health, but it was to no avail. These two darts were just enough to take away the remaining 7% of Little Des life. Thementators scrubbed their faces. They had really never thought that this match, which started at full steam and with so much enthusiasm, would finallye to such a casual and easy end. The malementators heart quivered. He suddenly had an even greater sense of the great demon king, Odins terror: Hed made everyone extremely afraid of his powerful attacks, but he wasnt a yer who blindly attacked. Instead, he used their misconception. This kind of fear... CCWas like having a great demon king who actually enjoyed and even guided everyones fear. Malementator: ...... Damn, the great demon king was scary. . The game ended here. There was no second match during the finals for the top six, and the final score was determined by the system: Odin scored 3 points for the victory. Odin scored 1 point for the duration of the game. Odin scored a total of 4 points, and his total was now 7; Little De had gained 0 points, and his total was 4. The game hadsted around 26 seconds, and most of that time had been spent dealing with this troublesome map. However, as long as an opponent was dealt with in under 30 seconds, the winner would obtain an extra point for time. Unfortunately, Odin was 1 or 2% short of gaining another advantage point, which required the winner to have over 50% more health than their opponent. Another interesting figure was that 90% of Little Des health had been lost in the first exchange of attacks, and the first exchange hadsted less than 10 seconds total. The explosive intensity of Odins attacks once again made everyone tremble. Thest interesting fact: This was Odins first time losing both his dagger and short sword on the field and also a rare time where he had ended an opponent using a long-ranged attack instead. Most of the time, Odin would return his weapons back to their sheaths after the game. He was one of the few yers who always did so, and many people spected that he had a kind of obsessivepulsive disorder or ced extreme value on his weapons. So, during todayspetition field, hed first lost his short sword, Song of Triumph, then threw out his dagger, Deep Silence, in order to set up his trap, making people so shocked their eyes almost fell out of their sockets. Of course, there were also a group of people with weird thoughts, who set their eyes on the unfortunate crocodile. Brother crocodile was bitter and cute 233333CCsome interster people, whose sense of cuteness grew from their hind brains, also said such things. . The majority of people hadnt been mistaken. The master assassin really did cherish his weapons. Song of Triumph and Deep Silence were like old friends whod apanied him for many years. On the field, hed been extremely decisive when he had given up his weapons, but after they left the field, he suddenly became unhappy. It was probably because his two virtual weapons disappeared after he left the arena. This left him feeling guilty with a kind of feeling of This is all because I left them in the swamp that theyre gone. He really hadnt touched his old friends in a long time. No matter how real the scenes in virtual reality were, they were still iparable. Tyron: ...... Victor: ...... Victors head was covered in question marks. Hed watched his old antique win beautifully yet he came back with a face full of unhappinessCCwhy was this??? Originally, Victor had had a belly full of fireCCall kinds of anger! Hed already stabbed that damned, hateful tentacle monster a thousand times in his heart and had also been eager to take a bite out of Tyron when he came back! However, when he saw his old antique looking unhappy, Victor instantly forgot all about it... Do you want to drink some tea? Victor dashed around and coaxed him, Do you want to read tonight? Watch a movie? Or, watch another two games? Tomorrows fight is against the hacker, I can be your sandbag? Do you want to wash up? What kind ofte-night snack would you like? I can go bake some biscuits, or chicken wings, or shrimp? chapter 100 o.o 57 to go~ Ch101 - A Sword That Could Sing

Chapter Ch101 - A Sword That Could Sing

trantor: xiin editor: kara The master assassin pondered for a while when faced with Victors questions. His eyes were deep as though hed thought of something that made him feel embarrassed. Victor coaxed him, You know you can tell me anything. Two secondster, Tyron said, Dont add onions to the roasted chicken wings, they dont taste good. After having said that, he fell into a new round of reflection, his eyes drooping slightly and appearing very mncholic. Victor: ...... Victor was no longer fooled though and thought to himself that he really shouldve just bitten this old antique to death instead! . A whileter, Victor grumbled as he roasted chicken wings. Chicken wings werentmon synthetic products from the interster era but rather real birds that had been raised artificially and processed by hand before being quick-frozen. This kind of thing was naturally very expensive. But, there was no helping it. This husband-husband couple contained one old antique and one who was rich, tall, and handsome, and neither of them were willing to deal with the nutritious and delicious synthetic products. Tyron belonged to the category with broad vision. He had tried the best and the worst foods the world had to offer and had no bottom line when it came to what he ate when times were hard. He would just eat a few more bites when he came across delicious food. It was Victor who was more critical; his father was an expert full-time cook, making synthetic food seem like nothing but organic feed in his eyes... The taste of synthetic products almost all had the same baseline level, and this level was higher than that of ordinary food. After all, it had undergone thousands of years of slow progress. However, it wasnt much better than ordinary food. In addition to having topromise for the sake of everyones tastes, the government was also another important factor... They didnt want to see the majority of the poption be overweight and then have to undergo weight loss surgery. This would simply be a waste of government money and medical resources. After the master assassin hade into this world, hed been in the virtual world for a long time and hadnt eaten anything real. Later, hed changed his body and refused to live in the virtual world. This also led Victor to happily get the hell out and join him in reality. The two of them would find cooks or look for an AI butler. Very asionally, Victor would do it himself. In this era, cooking by hand had long stopped being a necessary chore and had be more of a symbol of family. Victor only knew how to use the oven, but even if that was the case, he often felt a warm and happy feeling when he used it, especially when he turned around to find his own old antique slowly making his way over as he followed the fragrance. . On the other side, while baking, Victor also warmed up some milk and thought: Theres another match tomorrow. Who packed the schedule for the top six so tightly? He should urge Tyron to sleep earlier today, and he should drink this ss of milk even if he didnt want to... Victor was still thinking about it when he turned around and saw that Tyron had suddenly appeared. ......!! Victor was shocked. This qin was unlike any instrument Victor had ever seen before. It looked a little like a ssical bass but had five strings and a higher range section. There was also a pick in Tyrons hand. Before Victor could react, Tyron suddenly plucked the five strings, creating a deep and loud sound. Victor was the first to be affected. He was shocked by the depth of the sound. . The master assassin then began to y the qin. He satfortably on the counter, one leg propped up on the opposing knee so that the base of this strange instrument could rest on hisp. He lowered his head slightly and kept his gaze down as he looked at the qin, silent and focused. asionally, he would turn his head slightly so that his gaze could see another part of the instrument. His hands were very good-looking and flexible, and this was especially so when he yed the qin. The pick was like a small bird as it flew between his five fingers. It was an undisguised show of skill, shifting from the first finger to thest, bringing with it a long string of musical tones. The sound of the qin was like the qin itself, full of an exotic vor. The tone was low, but the rhythm was fast, making people feel a sense of resonance from the heart. When the pace picked up and grew faster, it even seemed like there was a shiver running down from the back of ones neck, transmitting all the way to the end of all four limbs. This music was vast and distant. It seemed that there was endless space and years spreading out in front of them, so much that the end couldnt be seen at a nce. Victor murmured, The prairie. Tyron looked up at him and flipped the pick in his right hand, immediately making another heavy stroke. The sound of the music suddenly turned powerful and atmospheric. He stroked the strings harder and faster as though wanting to inject powerful strength into the music. All of a sudden, the sound of the qin was no longer like a qin but more like the shing of weapons, leaving a strong echo of des impacting. War... Victor thought about it and said, No, its a fortress. Tyron continued to fiddle with the qin, but the corner of his lips raised slightly. He didnt lift his head as he said, White Gate Barrier. . Tyrons skill wasnt that profound, but he seemed to have a magical ability to perfectly portray a scene, an emotion, or a glimpse of a culture. He yed a lighter tune again. This time, his body was rxed, his fingers more agile, and the pick even slid along the strings. Victor could hear the cries of the market, the sound of barrels being moved. The crowd ttered over the cobblestones, and the cksmith knocked against the forge, making loud and clear sounds. So, Victor said, A very good city. San Peria. Tyron said, The great capital of mankind. The music changed again. Victor couldnt tell what it was this time and said very honestly, I dont know anymore. Tyron raised his eyebrows and didnt speak. His plucking suddenly seemed light and slow, then suddenly seemed to turn mboyant. It seemed that there were two lines going parallel to each other, one a lively show of skill while the other was like a secret conspiracy. In the end, the two linesbined into one as though all their stories had connected together, instantly igniting the fires and causing powerful conflict. Both of Victors hands were sweating, and he was very nervous for some inexplicable reason. It seemed as though every cell in his body was ready for action, but he didnt understand what there was to be anxious about. Tyron immediately ended the music after this segment was over. As the music came to an abrupt stop, he said, Assassination. It was normal for Victor to be unable to figure it out. . Tyron finally looked up at Victor with a smile on his lips. Victor couldnt help himself this time. He wanted to rush over and press up to him to kiss him, but he then remembered that this was only a virtual projection. Tyron plucked casually at the strings. As the scattered tones rang out, he said, ying the qin and imitating liras creation was something I learned in order to get close to a goal. Victor thought of the ending to the music and asked nervously, So, was the result a sess or a failure? Tyron teased his appetite and said, Once upon a time, there was a great man who stole two things from a dragons nest. One was sold at a sky-high price so that he could be a great personage. He was never satisfied with the price for the other thing, because it was a short sword that legends said could sing. ...... Victor was really angry! But, he had a deep understanding of Tyrons bad characteristics and continued to listen with ck lines all over his head. While he was at it, he opened up the oven to take a look and flip the wings... Even so, he could already see a little bit of charred ck. Tyron was in no rush as he waited for him to finish, then continued, Nobody believed that this short sword could sing, so the man was unable to get a good price. He began to offer a reward, and anyone who could make the sword sing when they wielded it would obtain arge amount of gold. Victor guessed, You went there and managed to do it? Somebody indeed managed to do it, Tyrons mouth raised slightly, He made the sword ring out, so the sword was named Song of Triumph. Then, he took the gold. Not only did he take away the gold, but he also killed everyone at the party, including the great man. Victor: ...... Tyron: That wasnt somebody, that was a dragon. The dragon hated anyone who stole from hisir and would remember grudges for ten thousand years. Additionally, dragons wouldnt refuse any wealth that was offered to them, even if it was an amount that wasnt worth mentioning. . Tyron started chuckling as he bowed his head and continued plucking at the strings. The scattered soundsbined together to form a loose tune. He said: The great man had a small son whod survived and inherited his title and properties. Over the course of several generations, their wealth increased. Later, one of their heirs became an even more influential figure and vowed to avenge his ancestor, so he gave up all his possessions and issued a reward for any brave man who could kill the dragon. Victor guessed carefully, You killed the dragon? This heir traded elf ves in order to make his money. I was unhappy about it and pretended to be a bard in order to kill him. I naturally wouldnt ept his task. Tyron spoke slowly, Let alone, the dragon was an ancient ck dragon, who had lived for over 10,000 years. When I was there, I was only about fourteen years old. Victor was all confused, ... So,ter on? Tyron said, The dragon was also unhappy. He came to find me in the middle of the night. He pretended to be a swordsman and lived next door to me. Victors head was covered in question marks, Didnt this person offer a reward for killing the dragon? Why wouldnt the dragon be happy that you were going to kill the man? Tyron was amused, Because, it was such arge reward that the dragon also wanted it. Victor: ...... This dragon really had no moral integrity. Tyron continued, I said, I can pretend to have killed the dragon first and then go get the reward. After receiving the reward, all the money would belong to the dragon. I only needed a chance to get close to this great man. Victor: ...... How amazing, my old antique! . Tyron said, The dragon agreed, and so, I did it like that. The target paid the bounty but wanted to take it back, so he had arranged for his daughter to marry me, and I killed him very easily. Youre married? Victor asked anxiously, No, I mean, you married her? The dragon was more nervous than I was and took away the bride. Tyron showed a sly smile, I told him where the vault was, watched him fly away, and then snuck back to steal the dragons hoard, including the short sword and one of the teeth hed dropped. Later on, that tooth was made into a dagger. ...... Hed never expected that there would be such a twist at the end. Victor said, I feel that this dragon must be very angry. His sword was stolen again. Tyron said leisurely, Maybe the dragon has always been looking for that bard. I dont know. After all, Im not a bard anymore. Victor: ...... He felt that hed just heard a story about a dragon toying with humans and a demon toying with dragons. Ch102 - Provincial Competition - Hacker

Chapter Ch102 - Provincial Competition C Hacker

trantor: xiin editor: kara In any case, Tyron never got around to drinking the milk. Victor was immersed in the music, the story, and the beauty, and it took him a long time to react. By the time he had realized and wanted to pester the old antique about it, he discovered that he was already ying online. Victor: ...... Victor went on his alt ount and watched quietly. When he saw that Tyron was doing simtion exercises with AI hackers on a customized battlefield, he was relieved and went offline. He sat by the bedside and stared at Tyron for a while, setting the milk on the bedside table as he pondered over the old story. He suddenly came up with an idea: How about making models of Song of Triumph and Deep Silence? Tyron seldom took the initiative to talk about his past, but maybe he missed the real Song of Triumph? ... Well, actually, there were ways to directly make the real weapons and not just models. Victor had never been reluctant about trying anything that would make Tyron happy. He went to do it since hed thought of it. Victor got up and contacted manufacturers who could create customized, ssic, cold weapons. . Virtual battlefield. Tyron and the systems simted hackers dueled several times, and he slowly figured out the several different schools and routines that hackers had. In fact, it was very simr to interster peoples summary. A hacker was a very different type of mage and was naturally at a disadvantage against assassins. The hacker who would be fighting against him in the next round, Universal Day, followed the sorcery school that was known as shooting a cold gun. He was good at using the model recement type of special instructions, sometimes changing his own model to set up an ambush, or sometimes changing an obstacle to force his opponent to switch routes, or changing models inrge batches in order to form a more intricate trickCCwhen his opponent was confused, he woulde out and shoot two shots out of the blue before immediately changing models and running away. This way of fighting was really shameless. If this sorcery school was used well, the hacker would be equivalent to an assassin with infinite invisibility. It was just that his invisibility needed to be loaded in advanceCCthemand needed to be inputted first. Moreover, if the modified model was attacked or hit by anything, it would change back. This made it so that they couldnt be used for attacks. The hackers main source of damage was from his cold gun. Of course, the hacker would also immediately change back to his original shape when he attacked. . The next day, Odin and Universal Days match was slotted for the morning. When Odin first went up onto the stage, he discovered that there were more and more people from the rainy day cult in the audience. When other people came up onto the stage, their fans would crazily hold up their name signs. Only Odins fans held up rain dolls! Originally, this rainy day cult had just been a prank by the fans. Later, more fans joined in without knowing what it meant, thinking that it was some new secret thing, following the trend, and buying rain dolls... The cult developed very quickly. By now, the scene was very spectacr when Tyron came up onto the stage: Waves of white fluttered in the audience, and tens of thousands of faceless rain dolls rose up and moved in his field of vision. Others had changed their virtual images directly and turned themselves into rain dolls! Now, on the public screen, other than those who called out War God, there were also people calling out Lord Four, Great Demon King, making the scene very chaotic and messy. The terrain was rtively t, but there were many obstacles within. There were tents scattered everywhere as well as various magic props that had been put out for sale. Magic lights shed all around, and it could be considered as the Western magic version of feasting and revelry. The malementator let out a sigh and said, This map is a good one to fight in. There are too many things that Universal Day can use, and Im afraid it will be difficult for Odin to catch him directly. The femalementator had alsomentated on many of Universal Days games andughed, This slippery little goblin, I wonder what kind of changes hell open with? Malementator: This also depends on whether or not Odin can lock onto Universal Day and see what he transforms intoCCif Odin can see it, then itll be to hell with searching, but if Odin cant see him, itll be hide and seek. In fact, there was quite a big difference between Universal Days virtual image and the term little goblin. He was tall, thin, and appeared quite ordinary. His expression was a little dull, and he was the type that the interster people oftenbelled as a geek. Because this image was super suitable for hackers, many real hackers would alsoe to watch his games. However, when the two yers stood close and shook handsCCthe real hackers decided to follow Odins games instead. Public screen: This contrast... Even if only his eyes are exposed, the great demon king has still reached a new height of beauty! Everyone in the audience was lost in deep thought. . At the start of the game, the two yers entered the magic fair. This time, the two of them were about 100 meters apart, standing on two different tents. Last time, their tents had copsed directly, so this time, both of them knew about the systems bad tastes and had prepared to deal with this trick in advance. Tyron nced at Universal Day, who was nearby, and clearly saw a blue light screen in front of him. This was the light screen that he would use to input hismands. 3, 2, 1 ... The countdown was over! Everyone was stunned for a moment. CCThe tents didnt copse! Tyron: ...... Universal Day: ...... Neither of them had expected this. Universal Day had originally wanted to first take advantage of the starting confusion to change his model and hadnt expected that he wouldnt fall into the tent and out of his opponents line of sightCC So, Tyron saw with a nce that the firstmand that hed typed out was Model recement: Hacker ID Universal Day, banana. In broad daylight, in full view of the public, Universal Day became a banana and jumped down from his tent without any hesitation, disappearing with a roll on the other side. Tyrons mouth twitched. Then, he leaned down slightly and took a deep breath before using consecutive shes! It was a 100-meter distance. Using consecutive shes across the tops of the tents, it only took around five seconds to arrive. The femalementator shouted, Great! Attack! Kill that banana! . However, Universal Day had taken advantage of the time when hed left Odins field of vision to immediately enter in another twomands. While Odin was traveling through the air, he suddenly saw a tent begin to crackle and creak before turning into a huge 30-meter-high wall. It was amon dying tactic for hackers, because it was impossible for Odin to find leverage to scale the 30-meter-high wall. He could only attack the wall first to make it change back, then continue to move forth normally. When Odin casually tossed a dart at the wall to turn it back into its original form, an array of bullets suddenly shot out! CCUniversal Day had been waiting there for a long time, just for the chance to shoot at him with his cold gun. Malementator: A very beautiful first wave of ambush. Universal Day first took down 8% of Odins health. Although its not much, anything is better than nothing... Although Odin had been attacked by a sneak attack, he didnt slow down at all. After calmly avoiding the subsequent bullets, he immediately locked onto Universal Days position based on the direction of the bullets. He also entered an invisible state. The femalementator was excited, You want to ambush? I can ambush too! Lets see who can ambush who! . In order to leave no traces of his passage, the invisible Odinnded between the tents and walked quickly. He was like a fish as he shuttled smoothly past a wide assortment ofmodities. Sometimes, something hanging off a tent would block his progress, and he would simply slip to the side, skimming past it at a delicate angle with no decrease in speed. Soon, he arrived at the ce where hed previously predicted Universal Day to be. However, at this time, it was obvious that Universal Day had already changed his own model and was presumably hiding somewhere once again. The directors lens was able to see Universal Day. He had indeed gone to squat inside a tent, turning himself into a stool. The malementator looked at him and said, The invisible Odin is too dangerous to him. Although Universal Day cant see Odin, at the very least, he can hide every time he loses track of Odins position. This allows him to avoid the current trend of the fight. The femalementator nodded approvingly, Yes, an invisible Odin can take away 50% of his health in one round of attacks. When he ambushes from an invisible state, hes the kind of great demon king contestant who can insta-kill heaven and earthCChiding as soon as he couldnt see Odin was a very smart choice. . At this moment, the invisible great demon king was in the opponents territory, strolling as gracefully as he could through the surrounding shops. He quickly passed by the divination tent where Universal Day was located. Both yers couldnt see their opponents and were clueless to the situation, but the audience was obviously relieved when it happened. The malementator even said, It seems that Universal Days disguise is on pointCC Even before he had finished speaking, they all saw the great demon king turn back! Everyone: ?!!! Faced with the stool that Universal Day had turned into, Odin didnt hesitate to pass through it with a sh! Universal Day changed back to his original form and pounced forward, wanting to avoid the first round of attacks. At the same time, he opened up his light screen so that he could input the next series ofmands. Odin directly used Shadow Dance to appear behind him, following him like a shadow. Song of Triumph and Deep Silence cut through the silent space, bringing out an iparably brilliant sword light! It was so sudden, so vicious, that it elicited a scream from the audience. Femalementator: Odins first ambush was a sess! 25% of his health was taken away in the blink of an eye! In a sh, the Shadow Dance had cut Universal Days health down to 65%. The malementator was still puzzled, How did he know where Universal Day was? Master assassin: Nonsense, no fortune teller would put a third chair in front of the tableCChave you ever heard of two people getting their fortunes read at the same time?! Universal Day had suffered a loss, because he had no knowledge of Western magical cultures. . Fortunately, Universal Day had already prepared anothermand before hiding and simply hadnt submitted it yet. When he was caught by Odin, he didnt even try to fight his opponent head-onCC Were they kidding?! Who could survive a direct confrontation against the great demon king? When facing the great demon king, the right way to survive was to run away without another word. So, thismand was used to escape. It was another model change. This time, it was: Wind chime, Whale. Instantly! The wind chime that hung in front of the tent fluttered in the wind. In a few seconds, it had be a whale that was as tall as a man! Its round head banged on the table next to it, and then, it suddenly turned back into a wind chime. Tyron hid out of reflexCCsometimes, his excellent fighting skills would cause him to lose a certain amount of time. This huge whale had managed to gain the hacker a second or two of time. By the time Odin ran out of the tent, he saw another banana crawling along the street... and disappearing around the corner. Tyron: ...... Exactly how much do you like bananas? Ch103 - Provincial Competition - Hacker 2

Chapter Ch103 - Provincial Competition C Hacker 2

trantor: xiin editor: kara It wasnt that Universal Day really liked bananas but rather that a banana was the most convenient model for him to use. Anything smaller would have had its movements and jumping ability greatly limited; arger model would have been more eye-catching and easier for the opponent to find. Especially on a map that was full of variousmodities, it was easy for small andmon things to hide. A banana was the first model that came to mind. Unfortunately, his opponent had seen him when he had changed into a banana at the start. Otherwise, he could have directly changed into a banana and hid in the fruit stall tounch an ambush. That kind of attack was absolutely impossible to defend against...Universal Day had nned to do that during the countdown. . The pace of the match eased up again. Now, our two contestants have exchanged a round of ambushes. The malementator took the opportunity to say, From this round of exchanges, especially when ites to ambushes, the advantage that an assassin has is still quiterge. And, when ites to contestant Odin, this advantage is overwhelming. The femalementator added, Look at the difference in health. They had bothunched an ambush, but Universal Day only took 8% of Lord Fours health while Odin took away 35% in return. This is a very drastic difference. Malementator: Indeed. The difference between his health right now and 50% isnt that big. Odin, with a bit of effort, might be able to obtain the advantage point that he had identally missed out on in the previous game. In fact, Tyron didnt care about these advantage points. By the end of this round, he would have already umted 7 points, putting him at the highest spot amongst the top six. The next highest was the yer, Forgetting Worries, and the rest only had 4 points or less. Advantage points were something that other contestants coveted when they were unsure about their win, so it was very difficult for them to catch up by three points or above in one go. Therefore, Tyron wasnt worried that his championship position would be shaken by advantage points. He just needed to win. Secondly, for him, killing was killing, and hed never considered time as a factor. If the killing time was short, it meant that he had taken the straight attack route. If it was long, it meant that hed adopted some tactics. If he appeared to have arge advantage, it meant that he aimed to crush his opponent directly, and if his apparent advantage was small, it meant that he had other ns. For real assassins, it was enough for them to kill their enemy and make an exit. However, this was at a level that thementators couldnt see at all. Even if they could tell, they couldnt praise any contestant to that kind of levelCCthey would be scolded by the audience for being too much! Thementators spent a little more time analyzing the situation. By the time theyd returned back to the scene of the match, the two contestants had started to sh again. If Universal Day wanted to hide, he could hide for a really long time. It wasnt a problem for him to drag a game on for an hour, but this tactic was useless for this match. After all, he was also a professional yer and wouldnt think of doing such boring things. All of his actions were for the sake of one wordCCwinning. So, after he changed his model, he quicklyunched his second ambush. First, Universal Day suddenly appeared and made a surprise attack with his hand gun, which took away another small amount of health. It had also exposed his own position, leading Odin to head in his direction. After that, Universal Day set up a trap. He hadnt finished speaking when Odin very quickly caught up to the hacker. The malementator immediately shut up. All of his concentration was focused on preparing for the high-speed conflict that was about to break outCChed learned to be smart. Dont be wordy when Odin was about to fight, otherwise even having eight mouths wouldnt be enough. . This time, Universal Day was in his original form because hed justunched an attack. Odin came down directly from the sky as soon as he caught up! It was like a high-altitude eagle swooping down, his speed adding to the impact force and smashing Universal Day into the ground. Universal Day didnt dare to enter a face-to-face confrontation at all and rolled away in a panic. Odin recovered slightly afternding, but what made it terrifying was that he was able to get up faster than Universal DayCCso quickly that it seemed as though the previous impact had been fake. Universal Day had only just gotten enough time to hold up his gun and prepare to shoot when a cold sh of light appeared near his eyes. He immediately gave up on getting the first shot in and tossed away his gun to type out a newmand! He used 15% of his health in order to avoid getting into a closebat fight with the great demon king. Malementator: He abandoned his gun! Universal Day is determined not to meet Odin head-on. Tyron could see Universal Daysmand very clearly: Hed reced his own handgun with a huge dragon! Of course, this dragon had no real attack power. However, once this model came out, the assassin, who had real experience fighting against dragons, also had his conditioned reflexes kick in. He avoided the dragon ws and tails attack rangeCCand once again suffered from having too much relevant experience. However, his reaction speed was also surprisingly fast. He was already back to normal within half a second and unhesitatingly sent out a sh of light that prated the fake dragon. As the handgun changed back into its original shape, it became clear that Universal Day, whod been hiding behind the dragon, had already disappeared. Obviously, hed turned himself into something else once again. . There were too many misceneous things on this map. There were tents and vendors stalls everywhere in this small open space, and countless strange magical items were on disy. If it was someone else, they would have been practically helpless at this time. They would have only been able to watch and guess or wait for Universal Day to show up. However, the master assassin had made preparations early on... Femalementator: He found him directly again! Whats going on ahhhhhh! Odin sent out a dart and hit a bird cage. Just before theyd traded blows, the master assassin had already memorized the position of everything in the area in the one second beforeing down from the skyCCin order to make it so that Universal Day could no longer blend in with the surroundings! A photographic memory was one of the required abilities for a master assassin. It was also the most convenient way topare the differences between before and after in his memory. The extra birdcage had been simply too obvious. CCHowever, for thementators, the audience, and even Universal Day himself, it was hard to understand. They were going crazy and even suspected that the system had given Odin a golden finger. As the darts flew out, they saw the birdcage dance like there was a fire beneath its buttocks. It jumped high in order to avoid the darts. Then, he found himself faced with the great demon kings sh once again! At the next moment, the birdcage did something that no other contestant had done beforeCC He rushed up towards the sh. When he was hit by the sh in mid-air, he immediately changed back into his original form and lost a little health. At the same time, hended and picked up the handgun that had just dropped to the ground. The twomentators were surprised, They exchanged positions! How do I say this, Universal Day is really clever. Although he took damage from the sh, he still managed to pull away from the great demon king after his sh... . Universal Day picked up his handgun. He also had another gun in his other hand, and both guns had already started shooting before hed even stood up properly. His handgun attacks were mediocre, but they could take away 8% of a squishy assassin with weak defenses health every second. The hit rate was slightly reduced when two guns were used, but at such a close distance, it still added up to about 14% per second. After the sh, Odin immediately initiated his second sh and caught up with Universal Day once again. Universal Day called out his light screen as he fired and used his voice to input anothermand! CCThree actions at once! It was very difficult to maintain fire with two guns, and Universal Day even had to chant at the same time. This difficulty level was almost inhuman, and in all previouspetitions, very few hackers had been able to do so. Universal Day himself had never demonstrated such skills before. The malementator also found it unbelievable, Its very unlikely to do three things at once! He must give up one of themC- Before hed finished speaking, hed already understood a little. . Universal Day had given uppletely on dodging! His two guns were shooting at Odin while he used voice input to enter amand and enter a special state. Unlimited ammunition, unlimited shooting. This unlimited firepower from both guns immediately covered Odin. At this time, Odin had already reached Universal Days position. It only took a second for all these things to happen. The malementator only had time to say a sentence or two when there was another fierce exchange between the two yersCC It was fierce, because neither party performed any defense or dodging. It was a mutual direct attack! Universal Day had been betting that a prudent assassin would choose to avoid approaching him head-on in the face of his double-gun attacks, allowing him to avoid the possibility of a closebat fight. However! Odin didnt dodge away at all. He came over and used Shadow Dance! The cold light had an extreme beauty that made people shudder, and at the same time, it was like facing a killing abyss. It was as though the great demon king was sneering as he said: You want to fight with me? Come! Itll be my loss if I retreat a single step! The femalementator yelled, Its a direct exchange of blood! Both of them are losing health too quickly! Universal Days health is copsing! It was rare to see a scene where two damage dealers stood there and exchanged health, because they would usually enter a closebat fight. de against de required skill, but trading health for health took livesCCit was a contest to see who was faster, fiercer, and who could kill the other side first! If Universal Days double-gun attacks were at a normal hot weapon speed that could take away a persons life within ten seconds, then Odins Shadow Dance was like a nuclear weapon. Universal Day only had half of his life left, and it would only take another three or four seconds to kill himCCthis also included the time required for Odin to get close. . After Odin closed the distance, Universal Days health dropped to below 20% just two secondster! But, even as he struggled to continue firing both guns, his secondmand had finally beenpleted. It was another model recementmand. After experiencing sweetness twice, Universal Day had already found the best way to hold down the master assassinCCturning his extremely high fighting ability back on him and causing him to dodge instinctively. As long as he could slow down Odins offensive during this critical moment in the game, Universal Day would still have a chance to turn the tables! As soon as themand came out, one of the streamers in the sky instantly transformed into an iparably grand waterfall and crashed down! This magnificent visual effect caused the audience to make a series of startled noises. Malementator: Terrain model! The waterfall may not have any practical effect, but itll at least make Odin retreatCCHey?!! xiin: the rainy day cult is so happy right now... Ch104 - Provincial Competition - Hacker End

Chapter Ch104 - Provincial Competition C Hacker End

trantor: xiin editor: kara For the master assassin, his reaction modes were usually divided into two types:bat state and nonbat state. It was very easy to understand. When he was putting on an act, he had to be more insensitive to sudden stimuli and couldnt reveal his identity. Tyron was in this state most of the time. He wasnt a natural iceberg and was actually an arrogant and rather evil old antique. After undergoing training at Bluebell, he usually wouldnt respond to stress stimuli during daily life. And when the master assassin took the initiative to enterbat state, for example, when he was in the arena, he would instantly adjust to another mode that takesbat as the priority. At this time, his reactions would be extremely fast, his moves almost radical, and sometimes, they would be even faster than his consciousness. These were the conditioned reflexes that were only formed after experiencing thousands of battles. 99.99% of the time, this kind of conditioned reflex was very conducive to reducing his response time, often allowing him to dodge the enemys attack at a critical moment or even turn the tables in a fight. However, everything had its advantages and disadvantages. The faster his reactions were, the shorter the thinking time was. Sometimes, his body would move faster than his thoughts. This right now was that 0.01%. This kind of sudden use of magic during high-speedbat was something that only the super-fast experts could do. The slower rookies might not be as affected. The more skilled of a master they were, the more likely they were to be disrupted. However, at the level of the master assassin, he wouldnt be blinded by the same move a second timeCC If there was a second time, then congrattions: He was acting so that the opponent would take him lightly. Malementator: This time...he wasnt able to gain any time? Universal Days waterfall didnt work! This time, Odin went straight into the waterfall model. The water that seemed so mighty lost its power once it hit him, passing by in a sh like a breeze and leaving no trace at all. When the water vapor that was scattered around the waterfall model disappeared, the assassin, whose figure was revealed from within, made Universal Day cry out in his heart, Ah, my life is over! Femalementator: Amazing, Lord Four actually closed his eyes! Beneath his hood, Odin had actually closed his eyes. The changed models only had visual effects. Not only was there no sound, no smell, and so on, but it also had no real physical interaction. So, once Odin had closed his eyes, he was able to directly ignore all the model recements instructions and head straight toward Universal DayCC At this time, Universal Day, thementators, and the audience were all a little confused. No other contestant had ever chosen such a method. None of them. And, it was very unlikely that any of them would choose this method in the future either! This was because, while closing ones eyes allowed them to ignore this type of magic, they would also lose their vision and provide their opponents with an opportunity! The disadvantages far outweighed the advantages for any yer. Nobody else could do it, because none of them had senses that were keen enough, and none of them had sufficient experience in predicting their opponents moves and the sense of strategy from overlooking the battlefield. Speaking of the moment took longer than the actual event. Odin passed through the model directly and used a sh right away! He held the surrounding terrain in his mind at this moment and knew clearly without looking that Universal Day wouldnt have moved at this time. So, his sh went straight through Universal Day! Femalementator: 17%! In order to not be affected by the magic, Lord Four closed his eyesCCis there any chance for Universal Day to take advantage of this opportunity?! At this time, Odin heard the sound of Universal Days double guns, and a slight, sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He knew that Universal Day thought that he had a chance to fight, that he was already at the end of his road and had no choice but to throw in everything he had. Shadow Dance! Odin immediately started up his Shadow Dance. In a situation where he couldnt see his opponent directly, he instead predicted how Universal Day would moveCChe definitely moved backwards! In the field that he was unable to see, Universal Day had indeed shifted positions, jumping as he moved. All of a sudden, Odins attacks came to aplete stop... Until Universal Days movements ended, and an extremely subtle sound on the battlefield arrived at Odins ears. He suddenly used sh again! Malementator: sh to get close! This positioning is too urate! How exactly was this done?! Femalementator: Universal Days health falls to 15%! Hes gonna die, gonna die, gonna die... After getting close, there was another three-hitbo! Odins hit rate fluctuated slightly, but he still managed to push Universal Days health down to a sliver, leaving him in a precarious state. Now, even without seeing his opponent, Odin could once again obtain a clear message from the frequency of the double guns: Universal Day was flustered. In the situation where Odins eyes were closed, Universal Days illusions no longer worked. Hed obviously lost a trump card that would have allowed him to escape quickly, so he decisively gave up on model recement and began to use anothermand to switch his own coordinates and transmit himself elsewhere. Then, just as Universal Days nextmand was inputted halfway, he once again... suddenly saw the great demon kings pair of eyes. It was a pair of dark, golden eyes that showed a hint of yfulness. It was toote for Universal Day to change hismand now! Regardless of whether he chose to stick with themand or rece it immediately, it would still require a half-second dy. He gritted his teeth and finished the transmissionmand! Then, sure enough, Odin stared directly at Universal Day whod teleported not too far away. Shadow Jump! He appeared right behind Universal Day. A pair of cold des appeared leisurely from the shadows, stroking gracefully and lightly against Universal Days neck like the gentle hands of a loverCC Taking away hisst breath of life. When the game ended, the system determined: Odin had scored 3 points for the basic victory. Odin had also scored an additional advantage point. Odin had scored a total of 4 points, and his total was now 11; Universal Day had gained 0 points, and his total was 4. In this game, Odin had obtained the advantage point but not the time point. This was mainly because it had been too easy for Universal Day to create dys with his magic skills, and this map had been greatly advantageous to him. In the early stages, theyd spent a lot of time on hide and seek. The twomentators continued, Our contestant Universal Day was really seen through clearly by Odin. Yes. Regardless of whether it was anticipation or acting, Odin was simply leading him in circles. Universal Day had used magic, and Odin had pulled the ground out from under his feet by simply closing his eyes. Universal Day had been forced to teleport, and Odin had watched him as he did itCCit only takes less than one second for Universal Day to input his instructions for the transmission, but Odin had amazingly opened his eyes right at that moment, urate and precise. Doesnt this mean that hed been prepared since long ago? The more games yed, the more we can see that our Lord Four is a genius strategist. Not to mention that there are few people who can rival him technically. When hes on the court, he can y tricks, use acting skills, and has both skills and tactics. Who can resist this...? I think hes going to go straight to the top ten this year. In any case, it didnt cost money to make predictions for the rankings, and the first and second ce contestants from the provincialpetitions would be at least in the top 20 when they entered the National Championships. It was a stable thing to say. The twomentators then went on to talk about Odins reaction speed. Theyughed and said, Odin had also been restrained by the magic due to his overly fast reaction speed, hey. At this time, there was a saying that came up on the public screen. Some fans expressed, The great demon king had actually done it deliberately the second time, right? As a result, Universal Day took it lightly the third time and didnt take the initiative to dodge after he unleashed the magic, allowing the great demon king to sh over and stick to him... Its very possible! The fans all supported this viewpoint. However, they could only specte about this matter. Other than asking Odin about it directly, there was no other way to confirm. Because, after all... the great demon king, Odins acting skills were on the level of a film emperor! It was impossible to see if hed deliberately put on an act just from the game video. After thepetition, those who were still discussing the technical content of the game could already be considered clear-headed. Even Universal Days fans were all amusing themselves with a new meme: a shivering banana, which was also quite good. The heretics from the fan cults were wailing openly, Damn it! There was finally a waterfall... but, it waspletely useless! Couldnt they just make the waterfall real? That moment of anticipation made my little heart almost pop out of my throat! I felt like Id reached the peak of my life, and then, it f*cking broke down in the next second! Ive unterally decided that Universal Day is the enemy of our Rain God Cult for the rest of my entire life! The master assassin, whod just stepped off the stage and was looking at the public screen, was now using a new move. CCThe great move, screen! The old antique pulled up the words: wet body and other such keywords, then blocked out all the YY from the cults from the public screen! The world was suddenly so clean. Tyron was very satisfied. After leaving the arena, Victor came down from the family area and paid no heed to their surroundings as he praised his War God up to the skies. Theres only one more round, Tyron said, Is there anything you want after I win the provincial championship? Victor clearly lost track of his thoughts for a moment, his eyes drifting from one side to the other before drifting back, No. I... When the timees, theres something I want to tell you. CCIt was too obvious. This little child was unable to hide anything. Tyron even had a bit of a hating iron for not being steel feeling. He poked at him, Whats been going on with youtely? Victors face was red as he said, Nothing, nothing, definitely nothing. Tyron: ...... Realizing that his excitement was too obvious, Victor quickly tried to exin, Theres something I have to do today. I need to go to the near us... CCGoing again? The master assassin wasnt happy, and his mouth was obviously pursed. He stared at him, What are you going to do this time? Victor looked left and right and waffled, Ill be back very soon... Tyron abruptly turned around and kabedon-ed him against the wall. His face was expressionless as he said, Its myst game tomorrow. Victor could practically hear the words, If you dare to not be back by then, youll be responsible for the consequences, beneath what was said and hurriedly coaxed him, I-I-I promise Ill be back very soon! Tomorrow! Ill definitely be there tomorrow! And, Ill give you a surprise! Ch105 - The Strange IDs

Chapter Ch105 - The Strange IDs

trantor: xiin editor: kara Victor was clearly a little restless after they got home. He expressed that he would leave in the afternoon and try to get back as quickly as possible. He would be back sometime tomorrow morning. Tyron knew that he didnt want to share what he was nning to do, so he propped up his chin with both hands and looked on thoughtfully as Victor packed his luggage. Victor didnt have to bring much with him, but he still took arge suitcase with a lot of space inside. Whilemanding the robot to clean up the house, Victor exined, I-I-I, the ce Im going to has a lot of local specialties. Itll be a waste if I cant bring them all back, so I prepared a little more space. Its better to be prepared than not. Tyron: ...... After a while, a call came, and Victor snuck out to the balcony to answer it. Even so, Tyron still heard the words: Take the express valuable goods passage. When Victor came back, he exined, Erm, its peak time for the provincialpetition, and its not that easy to buy air tickets. The master assassin, who had acting skills at the level of a film emperor, watched the others poor acting performance in silence. After a while, he nodded. You dont have to exin. Sigh, watching this kid try to lie was really enough to make anyone anxious. Tyron took Victor to the airport, and the two chatted for a while at the security gate. Victor smiled and said, Itll be super quick. Its a ten-hour journey back and forth total, so you dont need to send me off. Tyron: Justmunicate with me directly if somethings going on. Victor suddenly realized that there was a huge bug in his set-up! If Tyron sent over a video call right at a critical moment, should he pick up or ignore it?! Victor: Thisthisthis, thatthatthat, in fact, I... ah, the reception at that ce isnt very good. Tyron: ...... Victor: Its not that Ill bepletely out of reach! Its just that asionally, suddenly, randomly, there might be short periods of time where I cant pick up... Victors face was thoroughly red, and his hair was about to stand on end. His head began to droop, and his eyes locked onto his toes. There were a few girls passing by who looked curiously at the two of them. Seeing that there was a young, handsome man standing to the side with a flushed face, they were instantly affected by the cuteness and kept looking their way as they walked on. Tyron was wearing a scarf, his handsome face covered firmly by the material. Even so, he was handsome in his long trench coat, and someone soon noticed him after looking at Victor. They could already hear the rustling sounds of people slowly beginning to discuss amongst themselves. The people on the provincialpetition basically were all people who watched the games. Many people stopped for a while as they started to wonder if theyd just seen Lord FourCCbut, didnt he have a final game tomorrow? Why would he show up at the airport? Tyron ncedzily to the side and scared the people who were peeping into shrinking into themselves before pulling Victor to the side. The two of them went behind the potted nts in the corner, and Tyron pressed Victor into the wall again. Victors eyes were anxious as he said, Hurry up and let me wipe it off, or Ill wipe it on your clothes! Tyron grinned and leaned in, chuckling evilly as he licked his lips. It was too sexy. Victor went a little soft from the top of his spine all the way down to his knees, his hands slowly shifting from a weak struggle to clutch at Tyrons waist. Then, Victor suddenly felt a bite. Tyron: Hm, I seem to have seen wrong. Theres no ketchup. He didnt pull away at all as he spoke. His breath was close, and the tip of his nose rubbed yfully against Victors, just like an old rascal who was ying with a child. Victor didnt hold back and took the initiative tounch a sneak attack, trying to give him a kiss. However, Tyron pulled back and pondered, Then, why are your lips so red? He licked them again, And, a little sweet. Victor felt that he was steaming from the heat yet struggling to no avail, unable to get away from this rascal. He was like a pitiful creature whod lost its shell, his brain full of thoughts about how hed be pulled out and eaten again, staring at Tyrons lips over and over again. Tyron leaned over and licked him again, then announced that hed figured out the answer, You stole candy. Victor was so keyed up that his breathing stuttered. He spoke boldly and righteously, You gave it to me. ...... Tyron couldnt hold back hisughter. He finally let go of Victor, then fixed his cor for him as though nothing had happened. Dont sneak in candy in the future. Hide the candy well when youre outside in the future. Youre so sweet, dont let others see it. Victor helped him adjust his scarf too and even knotted it up, Youre so beautiful. Dont go out if you dont have to. The master assassin tsk-ed, then grudgingly agreed, As you wish. Atst, the two shameless people finished mutually ttering each other and came back out. Victor looked back every few steps as he trotted towards the space ship before it took off. His thoughts were clear in his gaze: When would Tyron notice that hed knotted his scarf? Tyron really hadnt noticed that his scarf was tied with a knot. After Victor left, he immediately returned to his iceberg War God mode, his hands in his pockets as he left the airport indifferently. Someone from the airport chased after him and followed after him stealthily. After a while, he pulled out an autograph book but waspletely ignored by Tyron. Tyron went straight home and started to contact someone. The person he contacted was the operator in charge of the provincialpetitions semi-finals. He was responsible for a series of misceneous things that werent directly rted to thepetition, mainly the stage background, lighting, special effects, and so on. He also dealt directly with any special needs that the yers, hosts, audience, and other staff may haveCCof course, he handled them ording to the established rules ofpetitive bidding and was wellpensated. It was nearing the finals, and the operator was very busy. Every day, there would be some people inexplicably sending him emails with bids and requests. As an important staff member, he didnt have time to watch the provincial games, because he was too busy with work during the matches. He could only watch the video reys after the provincialpetition was over. In the past two days, some peoples bids had be increasingly strange. Someone wanted to spread out 10,000 virtual roses beneath the feet of the champion, and someone else wanted to fill the whole screen with the words, I love you, for three seconds, and others wanted to put in advertisements. However! The most inexplicable one! Was a group of people who were strange down to their bonesCC Their request was: We want heavy rain! A downpour! The heavier the better! The kind that canpletely drench people in a second! You can set whatever price you like! The operator: ??? He really couldnt understand current trends. Fortunately, the authorities didnt offer such special effects, because it didnt have a good impact on the experience. When it rained heavily, the host, contestants, and audience would all be wet. What kind of feeling was that? It would cause manyints. The official authorities only allowed ground effects, air effects, and public screen advertising. As of now, they had all been slotted in. That afternoon, the operator received a message from a sessful bidder. The ID of the person whod won the rights for special effects in the air was called My Vic Is Six Years Old. This ID was quite mystical and made the operator wonder secretly for a long time if this person had children or pets. My Vic Is Six Years Old: Is there a rehearsal for the fireworks? The operator quickly brought out the specially customized fireworks and showed him the parameters. He also sent him the multi-perspective video from the fireworks rehearsal. Operator: If necessary, we can write 1440 words or include a 6060 pixel image in our special fireworks this year. Its definitely enough for a human face! My Vic Is Six Years Old: No need. In order to ensure that the night scene for the winners night of thepetition looked wonderful, the operator also had parameters. After all, if the person who won the bid gave a disruptivemand and affected the audience ratings, the official authorities would end up making a loss. The operator quickly continued to make rmendations, Itll be very monotonous if its nothing but fireworks. We also provide eight hearts, eight arrows, luxury diamonds, and limited edition carnival background music! My Vic Is Six Years Old: Who needs those fancy things? You modern people are too troublesome. Operator: ??? My Vic Is Six Years Old: Just follow the arrangements. He didnt know why, but the operator always felt that he could sense two portions of arrogance and a side leakage of... arrogant narcissism from these dry words? He lost himself in his thoughts and asked the director about this matter. The director also pondered over this for a while, then said, Do you know what the scores are now? The scores of the top six yers were: Assassin Odin: 11 points. Pdin Forgetting Worries: 9 points. Elemental dancer Geng Chen: 5 points. Ability user Little De: 4 points. Hacker Universal Day: 4 points. Druid Meowmeowmeow: 0 points. The director pointed to the scores, Tomorrow is the match between Odin and Forgetting Worries. Look at the scores of these two people, the people behind them are basically unable to catch up, so the champion will be one of the two. The system has arranged their match for tomorrow night, so the championship night is basically taking ce tomorrow, right? The operator didnt quite understand and nodded his head. The director continued, Regardless if its Odin or Forgetting Worries who wins the championship this year, you can still preview some of their selected scenes. The operator looked up and saw that quite a few shots of Odin would appear regardless of who won the championship. Operator: ...Oh!! The operator understood everything when he saw that face. The director drew a breath from his electronic cigarette and said, Do you get it now? The fireworks dont need to be too fancy, and its the same for the ground effects. Dont let these things distract the audience too much. On the night of the championship, our ratings will mostly depend on Lord Four... The operator went back and continued to discuss the special effects with My Vic Is Six Years Old. My Vic Is Six Years Old: Thats fine. The music shouldnt affect the sound from the microphone. The microphone sound must be clear. As the operator replied, he discovered that the person whod won the bid for the ground effects had alsoe to contact him. This persons ID was also very mystical. They were called: Antique Connoisseur. The operator felt that this person must be a loyal Odin fan, because this persons request was: After Odin wins the championship, the ground should be covered in flowers from the sea of dreams, the petals should float around, and it should all be as romantic as it could possibly get. Operator: What if Forgetting Worries wins the champion? Antique Connoisseur: Fill up the ground withndmines. Operator: ...... ???? Ch106 - Odin vs Forgetting Worries

Chapter Ch106 - Odin vs Forgetting Worries

trantor: xiin editor: kara So, on the night before the final match that determined the results of the provincialpetition, everyone else was nervous all night while Tyron was idle and nning something big. He wasnt properly attending to his job, and his fans were basically just like him. For fans, they would have the capital to brag as long as their idol was able to y in the National Championships. The entire Chaoyang Alliance consisted of billions of people, and in this era, over half of them yed games. Anyone who had the strength to enter the National Championships was already a person with a terrifying level of strength, and it was enough to prove that they were one out of tens of millions of people. This was especially true for theizens of the Earth District. It was out of their expectations that a yer from their own district had been able to fight all the way into the provincialpetition finals and obtain the qualifications to enter the National Championships. Now, Lord Fours points ranked him temporarily in first ce for the provincials, and it was very likely that he would win the championship. For them, this was almost as exciting as winning a five million credit lottery ticket. On the eve of the finals, the virtualwork was fully lit up, and everyone was collectively excited. Odin and Forgetting Worries were at basically 1:1 for winning odds. Although Odins points were currently higher, the professional characteristics of the twos professions had an innate restraint. Usually, pdins had a higher winning rate, and another thing was that some people had a preconceived notion that yers from the Earth District werent good enough. The people of the Earth District were enraged by this, and they all came up to refute thesements one after another, Our Lord Four has operation, strategy, and beauty! You guys can only discriminate based on district! Are you kidding? The War Gods strength isnt only limited to the Earth District! Some people still cant understand realityCCthe reality is that Lord Four is abnormally strong! Tomorrow, if he cant beat Forgetting Worries to death, Ill livestream frying JJ with fresh milk and show you! Lord Four is the god of assassins, okay? In todays e-sports circle, other than Vantico, is there anyone else who dares to get into a de fight with Lord Four? Ha-ha, even Vantico is from our Earth District. Although they were all there to support Lord Four, they didnt dare to make trouble on Lord Fours personal forum and were very worried about disturbing him. On the forums, most of the fans were rational ones. Some were actually quite worried about the restraint from professions. Someone had especially started up a post and analyzed the concerns, This pdin is a very stable type of yer, but hes also very good at grasping opportunities. Others are fighting a battle, but Forgetting Worries seems to be ying Taiji. He usually takes his time and protects himself, and its hard to knock him out. If his opponent makes any small mistake, Forgetting Worries will seize the opportunity tounch a sudden attack... The replies were: Thats very simr to our War God. Theyre both yers where you absolutely cant make a single mistake in front of them. Another person spoke from a hardware (skills and equipment) perspective and made another analysis: The restraint from professions is quite serious. Forgetting Worriess development is very bnced. His defense, attack, movement, endurance, and so on are all very bnced. With his level of personal operations, there are basically no short boards... at least, nobody has found his weakness yet. From the perspective of previouspetitions, Forgetting Worriess core ability is to passively acquire faith. This person is very good at taking the time to umte his faith, allowing him to recharge and strengthen multiple imba skills such as health regenerationCChe once recovered 80% of his health volume in one go. 80%!!! Did he bring 10,000 milk cows with him? Others said, We can also see Forgetting Worriess style of y from his points. From the start until now, his points have been 3, 6, 9. He hasnt obtained any health or time advantage points, but hes won all of them solidly. Basically, by the end of each game, he still has around half of his health left. Dont you think our big beauty, Lord Four, is also of the same style? Hes never worried about extra points, and you dont see him being in a hurry to fight. Hes always been very stable, and the points he got were: 3, 7, 11... Aiya! The great demon king is indeed very steadyCCfinishing the game in 20 seconds and steadily beating his opponents out of the sky... Odins forums were very lively, but Forgetting Worriess forum wasnt much worse. Forgetting Worriess fans were also concerned. They were so concerned that they were all tied up in knots and finally set up a hot topic, Were finally going to fight the great demon king. Can anyone analyze it? Contestant Odin isnt a good yer to deal with. His fighting style is extremely strange and changeable, and its really hard to generalize. Its fine to say that hes steady, but hes able to deal with a sniper hiding in the distance within ten seconds after they shoot. Isnt that terrible? Its also fine to say that he fights quickly, after all, hes never yed in a game thatsted over a minute or even half a minute. But again! This is a steady state for Contestant Odin. Hes so stable that he even let other assassins attack him twice! And then, he beat them back without harming himself in the process twice! Also, his acting is a problem as well. In any case, Ive been looking through game videos over and over, and I cant tell if hes acting or not. For better or worse, Geng Chen is also someone who is in the top 30 of the national rankings but ended up being tricked by him until she was going in circles and lost trust in her own judgement. Not to mention, theres also Little De who got tricked... It really makes one frantic! After going back and forth, Forgetting Worriess fans gave up on their strategic analysis and switched to say, What about hardware? Whats the great demon kings short board when ites to hardware? Dont mention it. Hes a demon king level assassin. What do you think? He can break historical records and cause spellcasters to have nosebleeds from his overwhelming power. Theres also that sh with a score of 9.6 for discement, and his Shadow Dance... I dont even want to count it anymore. As an assassin, Odin is really omnipotent. The only thing the great demon king cant do is give himself heals... I used to treat this sentence as a joke, but I really never thought about that! This would actually be mystfort! The more the fans analyzed, the more they worried. Originally, there would be more than one expert amongst the general yers. From time to time, they woulde up with new ideas that gave the professional yers a surprise, but it also depended on who they were analyzing. Some yers advantages and disadvantages were very obvious while others were as elusive as fog or very unpredictable. At this moment, Forgetting Worries was facing a system-controlled assassin opponent inside his own virtual practice arena. This opponent had directly taken on Lord Fours avatar and looked on at the entire process expressionlessly. Hed been customized to imitate Odinsbat skills and techniques. After finishing another practice match, Forgetting Worries took a small rest and looked over the notes hed put up. This was something that his personal coach had started to prepare for him as early as a month ago. As a result, it continued to change all the way until the finals. Now, it said: Avoid being dragged into a de fight with Odin. If necessary, its better to lose health and escape from the de fight. Dont take the initiative when you arent certain. Always remember: Odin has enough acting ability to confuse you. Fight with the goal of protecting your life and enduring everything. Your best and probably only chance is that he cant heal himself. Deal with your face-con problem! ...... After looking at thest note again, Forgetting Worries breathed deeply, full of anxiety, and said to himself, If it could be cured, I wouldnt still be here fighting with a simtion! He looked back at the avatar that was controlled by the systemCCthis Lord Four had his face exposed! It had been pulled directly from the simtion A-League game. Doing so was illegal, but the coach had secretly gotten it done for him. Forgetting Worries sat down cross-legged and looked expressionlessly at the model, falling into a hollow and confused state, My Lord Four is so beautiful... It would be an illness to not be a face-con. He thought about what the coach had once told him, I know Coach Qian Sen from the Earth District. He used to lead Odin in fights during the Team Competition there. Fight seriously, and fight well. Win against Odin and Ill look for Qian Sen to get you a meeting with Odin. That should be eptable, right? If you think about it, winning this game will bring you both fame and wealth, and Odin will also look at you differently. Perhaps you two will be friends, and you can look at what you want to see, not the simtion, but the real person... The coachs voice faded away. Forgetting Worries: Suddenly excited.jpg! The next day, the final day of thepetition. All the yers had arrived ahead of time and were seated in their specific seats. Therge screen gave many shots of them, and it could be seen that the contestants here were all experienced with various kinds of battles and knew how to adjust their body and mind. They were full of spirit and managed to maintain their own state of mind despite the extremely tensepetition process. It was worth noting that this was the first time that Odin had been willing to sit in the contestant seating, but these seats werent very close together, and it wasnt easy to hold a conversation. The hacker Odin fought sat to the left side of him, acting so well-behaved that he seemed like a banana, one that only dared to sneak nces over and didnt dare toe forward to chat with him. To Odins right was Geng Chen, who looked like an aggrieved and helpless little white rabbit. She was even more silent. The furthest from him was his opponent in thest round, Forgetting Worries. He was a little excited as he snuck nces at Odin around the people between them. Odin sat there, expressionless.jpg, and paid attention to nobody. His family seating area was empty again, which became a topic for his fans to discuss. There was even a group of CP fans who would cry when they looked at the empty spot. There was arge-scale performance at the start of thest day. It was a show put on by the top singers from all over and became the catwalk for well-known luxury brands, followed byrge-scale special effects that had been purchased by sponsors. The visual effects were extremely striking. After the official start for the finalpetition, advertising was strictly prohibited, and there were only the special effects and personal logos left. This was for the sake of the audience. After all, with the wealth of the A-League, they didnt need to sacrifice audience ratings and experience for the sake of a little money. The first game was between the ability user, Little De, and the elemental dancer, Geng Chen. Their points stopped at 5 and 8 points respectively. The second game was between the hacker, Universal Day, and the druid, Meowmeowmeow. Their points stopped at 7 and 1. It wasnt until the third match that it was finally Tyrons turn. Pdin, Forgetting Worries vs assassin, Odin! When the names of the two yers came up on therge screen, the words Peak Duel followed after. The championship battle for the Second Star Province had finally kicked off. Ch107 - Provincial Competition - Paladin

Chapter Ch107 - Provincial Competition C Pdin

trantor: xiin editor: kara Just before the game began, when the two yers were shaking hands, a certain someone finally arrivedte. At the time, Forgetting Worries was in a good state and had a very proper smile on his face as he leant in to say something. At this time, Tyron suddenly heard an inconspicuous sound among the cheers from all the people at the scene. He looked over very naturally and saw a small private aircraft flying in amidst the fireworks for the finalpetition and docking at the top of the auditorium. A momentter, Victor came out from within. Victor leapt down directly from the aircraft carrying a small suitcase with him. He trotted through the huge crowd and walked over to the front of the stage, squeezing into his family seat. His eyes and eyebrows rxed with his sigh of relief. After cing the suitcase away, he naturally looked for his male god on the stage. His male god also bowed his head to look at him. Both of them were relieved. It was a pity that there wasnt a chance for them to talk. At this time, the atmosphere in the venue was very heated. The randomized map from the system had alsoe out: The Rocs Back. The screen had only just disyed the words, and everyone digested it for a second. The audience was the first to react, their thoughts moving even faster than thementators. The audience: Oh! Wow! AHHHCC!!! The cheers were so loud that everyone almost thought that the champion had been determined. The rainy day cult was delighted with the news, their hearts filled with joy as they celebrated from wherever they were in the world, running off to inform everyone elseCCbecause the Rocs Back was a half-flight, half-sea map! This meant that it didnt have to rain, and the yers would still likely get wet... The femalementator also gave a shrill scream, causing the malementator to hurriedly start exining to cover up her gaffe, Oh! A very flexible map. When the maps main body is the Peng, itll fly up in the sky, and the objects that fall onto the field will allow contestants to fly for 7 seconds. When the Kun appears at random in the second minute, theyll swim along the sea bottom. The objects on the map will keep the contestants from suffocating for 20 seconds. Generally speaking, both types of dropped objects are strategic resources thatpetitors need to strive for. After all, flight is an important advantage... The femalementator was unable to hide her excitement and added, Odins disadvantages have been offset slightly. Dont forget that hes an expert in aerialbat, and his talents are on full disy in the air. Both yers had their own characteristics. Forgetting Worries had ssic Germanic features. He was blond, blue-eyed, and wore the pdins gold and white professional gear, and viewers could sense the holy light when they saw it as though there was also a halo behind his head. Odins clothing was much more low-key. His cape danced in the wind from their high-altitude positions, and his straight, long legs enhanced his figure. He didnt need to show his face, and just his quiet and proud figure alone was like a painting in itself as he stood there. The fifth second after the countdown began, both people entered a battle state at the same time. Even the audience outside of the scene could feel the aura of battle at this moment, and the public screen coincidentally fell quiet. At this time, Forgetting Worriess smile waspletely gone. He pulled out his weapon from his backCChe used a gun, a Western-style long-barrelled gun that was around two meters long. Because it was quite thin, it was extremely light, and due to the magnificent enchantment patterns on it, it was also unusually strong. Forgetting Worries also had a short sword that was currently pinned to his waist. Based on his style, he wouldnt draw his de unless he came within closebat range, because he could only use one short sword technique, which was a drawing technique. Even so, it was enough for Forgetting Worries, whose primary weapon was the long gunCCbecause, the technique itself was powerful. The countdown ended! The two contestants came forth at the same time. They didnt use any techniques and instead tacitly exchanged a wave of tentative attacks. The well-prepared malementator quickly said, Alright then, Contestant Odin didnt hide himself at the start of the fight! ... Theyre mutually testing each other out! They broke up very quickly, and neither of them lost any health! Their actions just now had been very interesting, but the malementator didnt have enough time to break it down in detail at the moment, because Odin and Forgetting Worries had pulled away after this brief encounter, pausing for about a second before shing again. This time, a small amount of faith had been integrated into the tip of Forgetting Worriess gun. A little bit of golden light could be seen in the air, creating a beautiful arc as it moved. It seemed to be very slow, but in fact, it quickly met with Odins double des! Only the ng of metal impacting could be heard continuously. Forgetting Worries advanced and retreated while Odins figure was more flexible,nding two small sets ofbos over a short period of time, three-hit and four-hit. However, Forgetting Worries didnt fall into a de fight, because when his faith was injected into the tip of the gun, the arcs left by the light could remain in the air as an entity that helped him resist the attacks. When necessary, he hadnt hesitated to lose a little health in order to avoid letting Odin pull him into his pace. After all, there was still a restraint from their respective upations. Odin was also ying steadily and didnt give Forgetting Worries a chance to use up his health. He also didnt try to force a fight. At this moment, the arc of light left traces in the air thatsted for two seconds during which Odin also created a spark-like explosion every time he shed with the tip of the gun. For a time, the fireworks seemed blurred, and the glow was like pure white neon light. Seven seconds of the game passed steadily like this, and the second golden feather had already appeared on the Pengs back. However, neither yer seemed to have any intention of diverting their attention. They were keeping a close eye on their opponentCCthis was a time when neither could allow themselves to be the first to show a w. In lower-levelpetitions, everyone looked for an opportunity to y their own routines and fight a series of directbat. However, in higher-levelpetitions, yers focused more on looking for mistakes or ws in their opponents rather than opportunities for themselves. There were two reasons for this: one was that when expertspete, every drop of blood was enough for their opponent to turn the tables, and secondly, experts at the top level were all good at counterattacking and breaking routines. At the peak levels, no routine was foolproof. It was better to wait for an opponent to begin their routine before fighting back. So, who would be the first to find ws in this game? The audience didnt have to hold their breath for too long! All of a sudden, there was a moment when everyone heard only a slightly extended ng as Odins phantom-like des suddenly crossed together. The point where they intersected was exactly where the tip of the gun hit! At this moment, the malementator had just enough time to shout, Opportunity! Everything happened in a sh. Forgetting Worries didnt hesitate to draw his sword! He only had one sword-drawing technique, but it allowed him to draw his sword both fast and powerfully! This sword move was quite simr to the way Odin drew his des, and the cold light left in the des wake carved out an arc in everyones retinas. However, it did not work, because even if the sword was moved like lightning, Odin could still move faster than him. CCsh! Odin turned into a sh of light and prated Forgetting Worriess body, instantlying to a stop directly behind himCCan extremely advantageous position. Even when faced with this speed that went beyond godly limits, Forgetting Worries wasnt far behind. His holy long-barrelled gun immediately stabbed behind him even as he flipped forward in the air to pull back. The tip of the gun swept up from the ground, the holy light rising from the surface and streaking into the air to form a rainbow-shaped sacred markCC A technique like this could defend Forgetting Worries from the front or back, and it was the perfect coping skill for the straight-line puncture technique that was sh. If Odin wanted to continue to use sh, he would have to pay a certain price in blood. Odins reactions were extremely fast as he shot out a round of darts while retreating, scraping away 5% of Forgetting Worriess health. At this time, the two of them separated again. This exchange wasnt too fast or too slow. Compared to Odins storm-like de-wielding speed, it could only be considered moderate, but it was still very eye-catching whenpared to an ordinary game. The malementator only had enough time to sum it up now, Odin disarmed him, and Forgetting Worries drew his de to deal with it. Then, Odin used sh to dodge and move away while Forgetting Worries dealt with the sh attack. Odin retreated wisely and finally took away a small amount of health. In thest second, theyve exchanged over four moves at the speed of light... If any mistakes were made, or they were even 0.1 second slower, what we would be looking at now would definitely have been a set ofbos. . The two of them switched positions and confronted each other again. They maintained a perfect distance of 1.5 meters between them. It was just out of range for the long-barrelled gun and far enough that neither side would push forward to directlyunch an attack. Even when Odin suddenly raised his daggers, Forgetting Worries carefully created a pattern with his gun and used the light arc to create an instant defense for himself. However, he soon found out that it had been an act! Odin made a false move and instantly shed backwards.. His hand grasped the falling object that had just shown up on the mapCCthe Pengs feather! As the feather turned into a streak of light in his palm, a shining pair of huge green and gold wings appeared behind Odins back. Forgetting Worriess reactions werent slow either, but he was slightly limited by his own movement skills and was only able to touch another feather after Odins special effects ended. The malementator shouted, Its a chance for an aerial raid! Indeed, Odin had practically alreadypleted his attack! The huge green and gold wings rushed in first, attacking fiercely from behind. Even Forgetting Worries hadnt expected that it would be a wing attackCC Other than Odin, there was no other yer who could control the wings so freely to the point where they couldunch up into high-speed flight almost instantly, stop in an instant, and initiate an attack with their wings! Forgetting Worriess defensive skill wasnt very useful, because the main purpose of Odins wings pping was to beat him backwards. There was no doubt that the repulsion force would shake his center of gravity, and in the moment when his center of gravity shifted, a sh of light had already prated through himpletely. Ch108 - Provincial Competition - Paladin 2

Chapter Ch108 - Provincial Competition C Pdin 2

trantor: xiin editor: kara At this critical juncture, Forgetting Worries used the holy gun to support his center of gravity, his movements quick and powerful. Then, he took advantage of this force to move to the side. However, this short interval of time was already enough for Odins short sword, Song of Triumph, to send out a joyful soundCC Six-hitbo! The femalementator cried out, Forgetting Worriess health is down to 70%, but inparison, Odins health volume practically didnt move! Thebo ended with Forgetting Worriess escape. One second was enough time for him to p his newly acquired wings and escape from his unstable center of gravity into the sky. While he was still in flight, Odin caught up with a beat of his feathered wings. The audience could intuitively see the difference in their aerial ability just from their start-up speedsCC Odins too fast! The malementator couldnt help but exim, Calling him the number one angel of the league wouldnt be wrong. Forgetting Worries is in the air, but its more of a passive escape and can even be considered a blunder. Its obvious that Odin is more dominant in aerialbat, and it can even make up for the innate profession restraintpletely... In fact, Odins ability to use wings had even alerted some experts who studied human flight dynamics. They regarded these portions of Odins videos as precious materials for research and felt that it was a new direction for bioflight . After putting together arge amount of real materials, including Odin, they had already made some scientific and technological improvements in aircrafts. This series was named the Clear God series and would very soon catch up to the Phoenix Empires Saint series. It had also be the two new major directions for research at this time. However, this kind of matter was too specialized for the e-sports circle to understand. For the time being, there hasnt been much coverage on this matter. So far, Odins most dazzling and attractive aspects were rted to the battlefield. The malementator hadnt spoken wrongly. If Odin on the ground was already like a dangerous, poisonous snake, then he was an angel of death who dominated the game when he was in the air. Forgetting Worries was already a very good yer who was flexible enough in mid-air to create teaching videos. However, whenpared with Odin, he could only be called clumsy. At first, they were like two shining aircrafts that chased each other in mid-air, leaving long and graceful tracks in their wake. During this process, the two streaks of light pulled together and drew apart, withdrawing immediately after an exchange of attacks anding back together again. But soon, Odins speed surpassed Forgetting Worriess, and he even managed toplete an instantaneous turn during high-speed flightCCat a sharp angle of almost 30 degrees, which was beyond the understanding of everyone presentCC This turn made Forgetting Worries, who was caught unprepared, to suffer the most severe hit hed had since the start of the match! Odinnded a four-hitbo in an instant, during which Song of Triumphs singing took away 15% of his health over three hits, and Deep Silenceunched a deadly hidden strike, taking away 11% of Forgetting Worriess life! Song of Triumph and Deep Silence crossed together, suppressing the holy gun that Forgetting Worries had lifted up to intercept and defend. Then, Odins wings pped, creating a powerful impact that directly assisted Forgetting Worriess fall! The speed of the fall became faster and faster to the point where they became dazzling streaks of light like the glow of an angel as they fell from the sky onto the Pengs back. This fall was extremely short, and the tension from falling from such a high altitude forced their adrenaline to soar. The excessive tension even caused a physiological reaction, and everything seemed to sh across Forgetting Worriess eyes like a silent film that shifted from frame to frameCC Forgetting Worries tried to use his wings three times in a row and reverse the disadvantage, but it was useless. This was because the angel of death was still holding tightly to his throat. He could even see the sh from his golden eyes before his own gaze turnedpletely white! Too strong! This round of attacks is too strong! The femalementator yelled, My god! Forgetting Worries has lost another 36% of his health, and hes now at a dangerous 8%! The atmosphere on the scene was so tense at this moment that the audience was afraid to even breathe too loudly. Nobody leftments on the public screen; nobody dared to move their eyes even the slightest bit, and even the words from thementators seemed to turn into meaningless roars. The malementator was also yelling, This impact is too strong, and Odin also lost 9% of his health. This isnt important, but he also has to realign himself... It didnt take long for Odin to recover. He got up immediately after the fall and attacked Forgetting Worries like a sh of light. However, at this moment, Forgetting Worries held up his holy gun, and a heavenly glow enveloped himpletelyCC He used Brightness! Forgetting Worries finally used his ultimate move, Brightness, at this critical moment! The femalementator shouted, After two rounds of fierce fighting, Forgetting Worries has gained 80 points of faith value. This healCC This heal directly gave him back 60% of his health! The malementator made a visual estimation. There was a burst of hysterical screams from the audience; some were shocked or incredulous, and there were also those who finally took a breath after holding it for so long from nervousness. Although Forgetting Worries was a steady yer, who dealt well against pressure, and choosing to use up all of his umted faith value in a heal was something that many people had expected and even predictedCCwhen he had really recovered over half his health on the field, it was still a shocking, stunning scene. There were no fierce conflicts in the next exchange of attacks. It could be said that Odin had cut Forgetting Worriess health back down to 55% while his own health also slowly reached 88%. The twomentators finally took a proper breath and said, Unfortunately, the pdins most obnoxious trait is their ability to fight on and on. They can fight, and they can also heal. If they use their faith value to attack, it can almost match up to the DPS from attack professions, and if they use it to heal, it turns them into a very tough tank. This is very difficult for assassins to deal with... If Forgetting Worries hadnt used that heal, Odin would have already won. Now, he has only obtained a single advantage point. This is very important, because if he can pull the gap in points apart by three, hell be in a practically invincible position. At worst, hell simply need to fight another match before determining his position in first ce. At this time, the two contestants also understood the situation. After returning onto the Pengs back, the two pairs of wings both disappeared on time as the 7-second timer ran out. Forgetting Worries was trying to adjust his state. Odins eyes narrowed slightly at this moment, and it seemed as though he was thinking up a strategy that could deal with his opponent. There were basically three ways for pdins to obtain faith value: First, they would gain 5 points when they were attacked. Second, they could use some abilities to gain 5 to 10 points. Third, there was a rtively slow umtion of faith over the passage of time. Because theyd exchanged around two rounds of tentative attacks at the start, Forgetting Worries had had enough time to umte 80 points of faith value that allowed him to recover 60% of his health in one go. From this point, it was clear how much the pdin profession restrained assassins. The basic attack power of a dual-wielding assassin wasnt very high. They basically relied on an ultra-high attack speed to achievebos and used the damage awarded by thebos to y out explosive damage. However... with abo, it would increase the number of times a pdin was hit. Wasnt that simply giving them more faith value? The malementator sighed and concluded, Ah, its a very difficult fight. Regardless of how thementators spected, the situation in the game was still moving forward. At this time, it had already passed the 20th second and was heading towards the 30th. Based on the current level of progress, it would be very difficult to obtain the time advantage point. Suddenly, there was a small series of screams from the audience. This call was quite different from the previous one and was full of the dreamy atmosphere of female fans, changing directly from AhhCC to WaowCC. This was because Odin had taken off his cloak again. Beneath his cloak were twoyers of buckled leather armor, a storage pouch, breeches, and boots. The tactical belt around his waist perfectly outlined his lean and powerful torsoCCthen, he tossed away the tactical belt. Although it wasnt intentional, the act of removing his belt in and of itself was very sexy, sparking another series of wolf cries from the fans. Even Forgetting Worries took a step back as he watched. CCOf course, his reason was different from the audiences! The reason Forgetting Worries had stepped back was because he could feel that Odins aura had gotten stronger, and he felt a bigger sense of crisis. This was the second time that Odin had taken off his cloak on the court. No matter what, it was a very difficult thing to give up a piece of equipment on a high-level battlefield. Whats more, it was Odin who had done this. Forgetting Worries already had a bit of a conjecture in his mind, and it was soon confirmedCC After Odin had lightened his burden by removing his cloak, his speed had increased in this high-altitude environment with a lot of wind resistance! Hed already been incredibly fast. After he continued to speed up, he had be so fast that shes of light seemed to shoot out directly without any starting actions. It was almost as though hed always been standing in front of Forgetting Worries right from the start, and nobody knew how hed gotten there. A small burst of chill arrived first, and Forgetting Worries was caught by surprise! He didnt hesitate to infuse his holy gun with a small amount of faith value, hoping to use his previous skill and at least retreat to a distance of 0.5 to 1.5 meters away, which was the most suitable range for his long weapon. However, he failed. Because Odins first swing of his sword also used a skill, and it was an elusive technique. This sword attack seemed to be as fast as usual, seeming to threaten Forgetting Worriess forehead in an instant, but in fact, it was slowCCso slow that it changed from a forehand attack to a backhand. And, this backhanded counterattacknded urately against Forgetting Worriess gun! At this moment, Forgetting Worries, thementators, and the audience only heard the sound of Song of Triumph colliding with the long weapon. DingCC The audience could only hear one sound, but Forgetting Worriess pupils contracted. What hed heard was three sessive hitsCC In this short, brief moment in time, Song of Triumph had attacked three times in a row. Each time, Song of Triumph had managed to hit the tip of his gun, perfectly resisting the impact of the long gun! Ch109 - Provincial Competition End

Chapter Ch109 - Provincial Competition End

trantor: xiin editor: kara When Forgetting Worries saw that the tip of his long gun waspletely stuck as though fixed in the air by some giant power, he felt an inexplicable premonition in his heart. Song of Triumphs three instant strikes were something hed once seen in Odins match videos. Odin had once used it to deal with a rangers absolute-kill move. At the time, hed felt great pressure, becauseCCat this time, the dagger in Odins left hand waspletely idle! With Odins strength, wasnt it possible for him to use the continuous attack of his short sword to destroy all obstacles and stop all defenses, then use his dagger tounch a deadly attack? ... There was no need to answer, because Forgetting Worries knew that it waspletely possible. Odin was an unfathomable opponent, and now, Forgetting Worries had the honor ofing face-to-face with the worry that had been fermenting in his heartCC Now, atst, the great demon king, Odin, once again demonstrated a new and deadly technique. Forgetting Worries didnt know what such a technique should be called, but he had experienced it personally. Song of Triumphs three instant strikes were just the prelude. The real danger had always been the silent dagger, Deep Silence! Even during de fights, Deep Silences appearance rate was very low. When Song of Triumph started to cry out, it would only ount for 20%, but every time it moved, it wouldnd a key strike! The magnificence and elegance of Song of Triumph had always acted as the perfect camouge for Deep Silence. It was as though a killing machine was hidden in a beautiful painting of rivers and mountains. Only when the magnificent artwork was fully appreciated, bringing about a deep silence, would it appear, bringing with it the shadow of death that was the true silence in the eternal night. The first time it appeared during this match was enough to leave everyone in a state of stunned shock. The audience didnt even know what had happened. They only saw that Odins figure had moved too fast; hed approached Forgetting Worries with a sh of light, and then, his short sword moved too quickly, and he used a move that caused it to sing to resist Forgetting Worriess long gun, and then... what happened?! It was as though, if only for a moment, Odin had already be a shadow that swept behind Forgetting Worries. And, Forgetting Worriess health had inexplicably dropped by 17%. The femalementator wiped off the sweat dripping from her forehead and said, This should be Shadow Dance! Bothmentators hadnt been able to study the moves carefully nor exin it clearly when Odins Shadow Dance was disyed to its fullest. On the second pass, Song of Triumph made another joyful sound, causing the tip of the long gun to shift away. This time, Forgetting Worries could clearly sense it as Odin crouched and then turned himself around from beneath the gun, and it seemed as though hed turned his back to him, but that daggerCC In the moment that Deep Silence passed by, it went deep into his left rib, stabbing with chilling uracy between his fourth and fifth rib. He shifted against the fatal heart injury and used Odins inertia to remove it from his flesh. The system judged: Critical attack, fatal blow. All of this hade into existence andbined together around this dagger. This was Odins true core technique! All the godly techniques that hed disyed in the past had actually just been small pieces that hed taken out and applied where needed. Hed rarely gone into stealth in the past and had even beenbelled as the berserk warrior of assassins because of this, but it wasnt actually the case... In fact, Odin was a real assassin among assassins. Because, a real assassin wasnt en e-sportspetitor. They didnt rely on stealth to approach their targets, kill, or escape. They didnt even need to use these preset skills. They camouged cleverly, waited patiently in ambush, yed out the best acting skills, and passed by their pitiful prey without leaving a ripple. They could use the gentlest of touches to mark their target, and their deadly daggers would silently take away these unsuspecting lives. Even under the most intense surveince, they could still smile and approach with the most harmless of gestures. While the short sword rang out and drew attention with its shing cold light, it was still the silent dagger that had captured yet another dangerous victory in the shadows beneath the noise. Forgetting Worries was struggling to turn around and look for opportunities. At this time, he simply didnt have enough faith value to use his ultimate move, Brightness. The holy gun danced again, bringing dazzling streaks of light around him for defense. This time, however, Odins Shadow Dance was perfect and wless. In the twinkling of an eye, the short sword, Song of Triumph, came close and countered the long gun. After that came a segment of Shadow Dance, and during the process of the technique, the dagger, Deep Silence, was able to easily take away another chunk of health with a short slice of just ten centimeters. Every time Odin passed by Forgetting Worriess side, he would end up with his back to his opponent. His leisurely Shadow Dance made it appear as though he was just walking down a small street in the market and had passed by a casual shopper. Theyd merely bumped together lightly and could continue on without looking back. However, if this was happening in reality, nobody would suspect Odin until the other party fell over due to the fatal woundCCand by that time, based on Odins pace and speed, he would likely have already hidden himself in the crowd or in an alley. How terrible! It was to the point where the malementator had sucked in a breath of cold air when he saw a hint of the possibility, Odins techniques have finally formed aplete closed circuit... Ive alreadye to believe that hes a real spy! The femalementator hadnt fully grasped his meaning, but she could still feel the horror of this newplete technique through thepetition data. She cried out, Its the third pass, and it seems that Forgetting Worries has no way to resist! His health has dropped by another 20%, but he doesnt have enough faith! The audience had always felt that a series of attacks that exploded like a nuclear bomb was the most terrible thing to see in the match arena, but they soon discovered that theyd been wrong. Real horror was this elegant and cold Shadow Dance that passed by again and again. Even Forgetting Worries felt this way. What exactly was the difference between being overwhelmed by a set of techniques and waiting for death in fear? It was better to be beheaded and to die directly! So, he steeled himself and resisted! Malementator: Forgetting Worries is seizing hisst opportunity and cing all his faith value on his long gun... Femalementator: Aaaaahhh its thest confrontation!!! Thepetition is about to end!! Its about to endCC! The highest glory belongs to the champion! At this moment, Forgetting Worriess spear radiated light, rather like a pdin martyr. For the first and only time in the fight, he actively attacked Odin! In the moment that the two of them collided, Odin had actually leapt up! The holy seal left behind by the long gun failed to resist the enemys low aerial attack. Instead, Odin bypassed the tip of the gun andpleted a graceful maneuver. Odin and Forgetting Worries crossed paths once again! And, he once again turned his back to Forgetting Worries without turning his head back. He simply slowed down his inertia and came to aplete stop. At this time, Forgetting Worries was covered in a white light as he finally flew away from the Pengs back. The system reported the final results: [The final ranking for the top six has been determined. The contestant scores are as follows: Assassin Odin, 15 points. Pdin Forgetting Worries, 10 points. Elemental dancer Geng Chen, 8 points. Hacker Universal Day, 7 points. Ability user Little De, 5 points. Druid Meowmeowmeow, 1 point. Congrattions to contestant Odin for winning the 1170th Second Star Province Provincial Championship.] Even before the host came up onto the stage, the malementator was so excited that he wanted to beat the table and roared, Odin won! Its our Earth Districts War God Odin! Its Lord Four! Its the great demon king! The femalementator ced her hand over his, but the malementator couldnt help but be choked up, Its been over 40 years! The championship trophy is finallying to the Earth District again! The host went to the front of the stage and wanted to officially announce the results, but the audiences enthusiasm had already been aroused by the malementators gaffe, and the cheers and calls on-site were too loud! The crowd in the audience stands was like a vast, boiling ocean. The audience first gave deafening screams thatsted for over ten minutes before finallying to a lull. The host had only just picked up the microphone when Earth Districts area started up again with their war song! Follow my direction, well start on the journey for glory... They started to sing. At first, their words werent in sync, but they soon matched up and formed a majestic and dense tide of sound. Then, people from other Star Districts also sang along. Those who couldnt sing waved their neon sticks andmunicators in silence like twinkling stars reflected on the sea. After the song finished, many people burst into tears. Huge banners had been handed down from thest row of the audience stands to the front Countless ribbons, neon sticks, banners, and champagne bubbles floated in the air, and the host still hadnt managed to say anything, not even just the official announcement. Then, the lights went out with a snap in the huge venue. On the two screens to the side, a heart-shaped wreath suddenly appeared. The ones whod won this years bid was an e-sports organization that focused on public interest. Anyone who was caught on camera, regardless of age or gender, could directly go over and kiss each other! There was instantly another wave of frenzied cries. Then came the bright fireworks in the sky. The fireworks rose up from every corner of the venue and sparked against the dark, velvet-like night,bining into the most gentle and magnificent floral shape before sprinkling back down. It had been a long time since anyone had decorated the skies with such simple and gentle fireworks. The dim sparks fell to the ground like fireflies and turned into a sea full of star dream flowers. The petals surrounded everyones feet, hands, and shoulders. In this beautiful, dream-like scene, someone in the first row stood up. Victor stood there at the front of the crowd, his gaze locked with Tyrons. On thergest screen, the lens did a full 360-degree rotation around the champion. They all watched as the champion suddenly took a deep breath, directly took off his mask, and faced the fanatical, worshipful gazes of thousands of people. It was absolutely the first time hed ever hesitated, and it was almost undetectable as he pursed his thin lips slightly. Then, Tyron said, Microphone. I have something to say this time. xiin: AHHHHHHHHH Ch110 - The Champions Loyalty

Chapter Ch110 - The Champions Loyalty

trantor: xiin editor: kara Since Odins debut, everyone had felt like theyd watched a cold but miraculous ck horsee into being. Then, theyd watched the ck horse grow like it had gained wings, starting from the free-for-all brawl and going all the way to win the district championship... and ascending the throne as the War God in the Earth District! Many people felt that this would be it. The War God of the Earth District would be the same as Vantico, who had entered the National Championships bying in second ce in the provincialpetition. The rankings after that would all be based on luck... as a result, ha-ha. Reality had used an unquestionable method to p them all in the face repeatedly. Someone had calcted it before; when Odin had first participated in the brawl, the bettingpany had offered odds with a ratio of 1:15, which was normal for a neer. When he had won first ce in that fight, the odds had risen to twice as high as the previous time, but it hadnt seemed optimistic about his future in 1v1. Then, as Odin rose up, even his fans became scared. They were worried that the next game would be his limit, and the odds steadily went up again. By the time he fought against Geng Chen in the top 30 for the first game of the provincialpetition, the odds had once again been extremely high. The result was something they really had never expected! Not only had Odin won, but hed also won in an amazing way! His victories in 1v1 were aplete repeat of his performance in the team battlesCCunstoppable and unmatched. Any enemy who stood in front of him was the same as the rest! At the time, some people had calcted that if one had used a dor to bet on Odin winning right from the start, they would have made over a thousand times the amount by now. This caused countless e-sports fans to howl andment their ignorance back then. They wanted to go back in time and wake up the earlier versions of themselves who had looked down on a free-for-all battle contestantCCespecially those who had originally ced bets and then failed to continue when they saw that the risk was so great. They were now so regretful that they were beating their chests, and their intestines were green. Heaven knew how many times they would have flipped the initial investment if theyd betted all the way from the start until the Odin vs Geng Chen match... Then, another thing had happened that nobody had ever thought would happen! Geng Chen was far from being Odins limit. Once again, theyd been too young, too ignorant, and too naive. And, this was how Odin had reached the top of the Second Star Province. This position was one that even Vantico hade short of by two points. However, the difference between Vantico and Odin was too big; Vantico was a contestant who kept improving throughpetitions. He had even failed before in the districtpetition for the Earth District. When he had yed in the provincialpetition, his progress was obvious, and by the time he had yed in the National Championships, it was clear that hed honed himself further, had be more tenacious, and with a bit of luck, it had allowed him to sessfully reach third ce. As for Odin... Odin was like a bottomless abyss. Whenever someone felt that this was all he had, he would show them new strengths and use actual facts to prove that this wasnt the peak of his actual strength. He was only putting on a perfect, wless act! Back then, some people had thought that Odin had disyed his full strength in the first free-for-all battle, but hed ended up winning the district championship. These people thought that theyd misjudged and that this was only 50% of his strength. Later on, some people thought that the district championship was a result of his all-out effort, but he then had qualified for the provincialpetition. These people all shattered their sses and admitted that there were problems with their vision. It seemed that they had only seen 20%. Then, some people felt that his full strength would only get him shortlisted in the provincialpetition, but he was now the provincialpetition champion... ...... This group of people finally discovered that what theyd seen back then had been merely 5%, and they wereplete, utter fools. . Those whod thought they had seen through it all back then were all fools, and those whod been dead-set on Odin due to his face back then allughed themselves into silly fools. There was nothing in the world more exciting than a 100% victory rate! ... No, there was! It was the first time that the iceberg War God, the one who was like a flower of kaolin, asked to make a speech! The fans smiled like sunflowers, surrounding the male god on the stage like he was the sun. They only wished their smiles could be like sr power, charging 100,000 volts of electricity right at him. The fans: OvO what does the male god want to say?! Well clean our ears to listen carefully... Oh, no, well kneel and listen! Your Majesty, please give us your orders! It definitely isnt a no this time, could it be a thank you instead? Kneeling and begging the male god to say two words instead of one. Its not easy for us to make little video clips, weve waited and starved for so many days for just a little audio clip... Aaaaahhhhhh... The ones who could do nothing but scream shrilly were the real face-cons, because they were already at a state where they couldnt hear anything. They had already set themselves to boil up automatically whenever they looked at his face. The collective high tide of the audiencested for several minutes during which their iceberg male god finally adjusted his thoughts. He had been holding the microphone for two minutes and was suspiciously silent. He looked at Victor, who was beneath the stage, then looked up at the fireworks, and finally seemed to have fully armed himself and was now willing to startCC ...... From when he uttered the first syble, everyone at the scene seemed to have suddenly be adjustable-volume surround sound, the volume dropping instantly from 1000% to 10%. One secondter, all sound disappearedpletely. It was horribly quiet. And, they discovered that they couldnt understand it. What kind ofnguage was it? It wasnt like any of thenguages used in the alliance, but it carried a ssical and graceful rhythm that made people first want to listen to it, then immerse themselves in Odins deep, low voice. The audience waspletely quiet as they looked at Odin and listened to his short speech. They seemed to have beenpletely suppressed by him. Tyrons first words were in Elvish. His nativenguage was Elvish, so he had to first state his intentions in Elvish. This was because in the world of gods, all proposals, promises, and vows would attract the attention of the gods, and the master assassin was a pivotal identity. Tyron stared fixedly at Victor. His tenderness was like that of the elves in the forest who watched over their sleeping lover, but his hegemony was like that of a demon appreciating a captive who couldnt escape. After finishing his first sentence in Elvish, he tranted it into themonnguage of the alliance. He said, I have lived my whole life without meeting an adversary I couldnt beat, so I have been rebellious for a lifetime, and there were none in the four oceans who caught my eye. Because Elvish was elegant but imprecise, he had to spend some time to express the same thoughts in anothernguage, making his statement slow and somber. It was because of this that his wording was also very ssical. Every word seemed to carry a heavy weight to it like thick ink and heavy colors engraved into wood. Victor blinked his prickling eyes and thought to himself: Ah, my old antique... However, he couldnt move. Not only did he find it impossible to move his gaze, but he also was already almost out of breath. He felt like a tree, shaking in front of the wind. Every single one of his branches was facing the wind, and the ultimate sweetness flowed out of the depths, passing through to his four limbs and turning into a trees green leaves and colorful blossoms. He wished that all the flowers of the entire world were his crown so that he could present it to the wind and me it: This is all on you! Its all because of you! You, you, you! Tyron paused for a moment, then continued to speak the second part in Elvish before tranting it again. He said, I used to think that all dead and living beings could be fought. If gods or buddhas blocked the way, I could also test my de against them. At this point, his arrogance seemed to gain substance, aggressively pressuring everyone present to bow their heads. Until there was a battle where I went all out... Tyron shifted the topic and spoke calmly yet forcefully, A formidable enemy stood in front of me, and I was defeated. CCA formidable enemy stood in front of me, and I was defeated. Tyron spoke such words with a smile. There was a rustle of noise from the audience. They whispered amongst themselves, and it was as though theyd suddenly been awakened by this nuclear bomb: Odin lost? How did he lose? Hed clearly never lost in the dozens of battles hed fought since his debut! He hadnt even died once in the arena. How could he have been defeated?! However, Tyron didnt concern himself with anyone else. He looked at Victor and said another long sentence in Elvish. He walked down slowly from the stage, then walked to the first row amidst the bright lights on the stage. He seemed to pause for a while, and then, he smiled suddenly. This was the first time hed ever shown a real smile in public. In this moment, the ice and frost didnt just disappear, but the plum blossom on the sacred mountain also seemed to gain seven parts brilliance and three parts proudness. Im willing to be bound, led by the neck, and killed without the slightest bit of resistance. There was a sense of pride on his face as he knelt down naturally on one knee and looked at Victor. He continued, If Im lucky enough to be spared, I will swear loyalty to him. From then on... regardless of whether its good or bad, rich or poor, healthy or ill, I will trust, love, treasure, and treat it as precious. It willst forever until death. He finished speaking and brought out a ring. Victor looked down at him and abruptly covered his face. Tyron paused, reached for Victors arm, and asked, You... Are you crying? There was a first time for everyone, and for the master assassin, he was fumbling and confused for once. He suddenly didnt know if he wanted to see Victor cry until he turned into a little fool. Victor covered his eyes and absolutely refused to let him see. The old antique was going crazy, Do you agree? Victor stretched out one hand to hold the ring in the palm of his hand, but he still didnt say a word. Tears began to flow down his wrist. Tyron nced at it twice, and then, his entire person seemed to sh and disappearCC Hed gone offline. Then, he flung away the virtualwork equipment, strode into the real audience from behind the scenes, and shook out his coat to cover Victor. After that, Tyron pulled Victor to him and left. He ignored the scene that had erupted like a volcano, left behind the host, who was chasing behind him with the trophy in hand, and directly ran off. The two of them walked through the bustling crowd and noisy lights. Tyron asked, So, are you saying yes? Victor clutched the ring tightly and said, I... I dont want you to lose to me. I want you to be the most invincible in the whole world. I want you to be rebellious and invincible forever... my Tyron Odin. The master assassin whod proposed for the first time was inexplicably moved, but he was still confused, So, does this mean you agree? Victor: ...... Victor shouted, Yes! No problem! I promise! Absolutely willing! Lets get married! xiin: !!!!!!! Ch111 - Received A Proposal!

Chapter Ch111 - Received A Proposal!

trantor: xiin editor: kara There was only one thing that wasnt good when virtual reality and reality were mixed up, which was that some things needed to be done twice. The two of them returned to reality and stood there beneath a small streetmp. Tyron pulled the ring out once again. Victor epted the box and opened it up carefully. Inside was a pair of silver rings decorated with some peculiar patterns. Some seemed like feathers while others were like vines, winding around a diamond at the middle of the arch. Diamonds werent rare in the interster era, but what made it really precious was the symbolic significance, and the hidden thingCC There was a drop of blood from each of them. The red blood was permanently sealed inside like a bright red ruby. The light that refracted through the colorless diamond would dye it with ayer of pink. Victor flipped it back and forth and looked at it, his chest hot and his face steaming red. He asked, When did you take my blood? In secret. Tyron thought for a moment, then added, That day when you sat on the sofa in those fluffy pajamas, stole myte night snack, and incidentally made a cup of hot chocte. You didnt notice when the TV show ended because youd fallen asleep looking at your cell phone. I suddenly thought... well, thats why I brought out the needle. Tyron seldom spoke so much in one go, but he couldnt help saying so this time, because the memory of that day was so vivid. It seemed as if he could still feel Victors breath against the sofa cushion even now, causing a small piece of silk cloth to flutter up and down. The entire scene had appeared very soft. Victor ced the ring in his pocket, then smiled, and looked up at Tyron. After a while, he suddenly pounced into his arms. Tyron could feel that he was acting a little coquettish and secretly found him cute as he hugged him beneath the streetmp for a long time. Tyron felt that his arms were both full and warm. It was a warmth unlike anything hed experienced in the past millennium. It seemed that the heat could spread through every gap and calm down every inch of his rebellious and indifferent heart. Without this bit of rebellion and indifference, the master assassin suddenly felt that it was very good to be taken care of at home. Sometimes, being obedient was quite good. As long as he still had the freedom to be an asional bully... it was even better! It was clearly already like this, and he was sopletely won over yet this warmth was still seeping in. It felt too itchy, making Tyron tighten his arms and rub Victor almost viciously. Then, Victor lifted something up against his chest and pushed him away. Tyron looked down and saw a small suitcase. It was square,pact, and tightly closed. Victors eyes were soft and moist as he handed him the suitcase, then said, Open it up and have a look. I made a special trip for it and finally had it done in time. Itspletely customized ording to the model, but I dont know if its what you wanted... . Inside the suitcase was a frame used to affix valuables. When the frame was opened up, Victors giftid quietly inside. All of a sudden, Tyron retrieved his hand and gave Victor a long, unfathomable look. Victor stared nkly at the des, then back at Tyron, and the little tail that was wagging behind him slowed down. Tyron closed the suitcase, then said, Theyre very good, but I cant ept them. I have to return them back to you. ...... Victor froze for a moment, then said, I spent so much time customizing them, why cant you ept them? Tyrons lips curved, and he knocked his knuckles against the suitcase, making a crisp sound before exining, For us, there are two meanings to gifting weapons. One is a kings reward to his subordinates. It means encouragement, appreciation, and support if he gifts a sword. If its a dagger, it means that he wants him to die and do the job himself. Victor squeaked and shook his head, asking, What about the other meaning? Hmm, freemen and other simr figures can send daggers to their favorite nobledy to show their love and loyalty, Tyron said. Victor was excited when he heard this, and his smile was a little naughty, Cant I have that meaning? Which is why I can only give them back to you, Tyron exined, If the nobledy epts the dagger, it means this weapon fulfills your obligations, but you are still free, which is to say that she refuses the love of the other party. If she returns the dagger, it means serve me with your weapon, which is to ept the presented loyalty and love. Victor: ...... There were so many rules! Victor epted the suitcase back in a daze, looked down, then looked up at Tyron again. Suddenly! He came back to his senses! Victor: You mean to say! The daggers I gifted you just now were a proposal?!! Tyron: ...... The master assassin coughed and looked helplessly up at the sky. Two secondster, he said, Yes. Victor held the others face excitedly and forced him to face him directly, So, you returning the weapons back to me means that youre agreeing to marry me? Tyron: ............ Child, pay attention to your wording. Victor wasnt paying attention to the wording at all. He clenched his hands into fists and pumped twice at the air, Oh, yes! Victor was so excited that he did a little dance on the spot. After two turns, he rushed back to Tyron in a delighted mood, grabbing him and pushing him back hard, finally managing a kabedon. He hadnt been so happy that hed lost hisposure in a long time. Even just the heat emanating from his head was enough to show the volcano erupting in his heart. CCOh, it was really cute. Tyron sighed again and extended an arm, gently encircling Victors waist. He asked in a low voice, What do you want to do to me? His expression was very indulgent, and he even deliberately lifted his head and leaned it against the wall behind him, exposing the line of his throat. Victor swallowed hard, not noticing the devils cunning look hidden in his half-narrowed golden eyes. He was fascinated and mesmerized and said, I, I, I, want to sleep with you. ...... Ten minutester, the two of them rushed into the house. Victor was carried into the bedroom. His coat was still neat and tidy, all the way until he was pressed into the door and slept with once. At the start, Victor was still smiling. He thought that Tyron would always be in favor of the unhurried yet timely camp. However, this time, he showed his true nature, and his eyes were filled with a predatory gaze. It wasnt long before Victor couldnt smile anymore. After that, he was slept with on the bed, then the bathroom, then to the sofa. He was really unable to hold on by the time they had reached the sofa, and Tyron was very considerate about giving him a half-time break, holding him and watching TV instead. Well, it was Tyron watching TV. Victor was crying and begging for mercy. Then, Victor was finally slept with thoroughly as hed wished. After the happy ending, he had no time toin as he sprawled out and went straight to dreand. The next day, Tyron skipped his morning exercises for once and got up early instead to make breakfast. Victor struggled to get upter, two dark circles around his eyes. The first thing he did was touch his chest and ascertain that the ring was still there, confirming that it hadnt been a dream. He sat on the bed and giggled for a while, but he only managed to sit up for two minutes before his waist became too sore for him to remain seated, and he fell back onto the bed. Victor: ...... Victorid there and fingered the ring, thinking to himself: He still needed to learn more about the customs of Tyrons hometown. How long did they have to wait after their engagement to get married? What were the marriage customs? Obviously, the ring was an interster custom, and Tyron was in the habit of taking care of Victor, so hed chosen an interster-style marriage proposal. After people proposed in the interster era, the rings were kept by both parties, even if it was an engagement. Generally, they only needed to tell their friends and rtives that theyd gotten engaged. On the day when both sides decided to formally get married, they would send out wedding invitations in advance, apply for the marriage certificate, and do an assessment of the premarital properties before marriage. They then would prepare for the wedding where they would exchange rings and vows. In Tyrons world, there were almost no legal procedures. In an era where order and chaos coexisted, some people would have chosen to ask the Empire to stand as witness, and some would have asked the deacons of a temple to be notaries. There were also some people who hadnt wanted any ceremony. When they saw their lovers first confession that they were the only one for me, they would remain loyal, chaste, and wait for them forever, even going so far as to die for them. The other party might not even know that they had been loved so deeplyCCthis had been the story for a famous elf ranger. ording to the elvish custom, Tyron had proposed in his nativenguage and done so in front of the entire world. Sometimes, the gods would hear this and send envoys to bless or curse the marriage; if there was no god, sometimes, there would be decrees from the king, princes, or lords; if those werent present either, then the marriage should be presided over by an elder; if there were no rtives, then other elders could also stand in. In this interster world, no gods or nobles had appeared, but tens of thousands of people had witnessed the scene, and tens of millions of people would see this momentterCCcould there be a better confession and proposal? After that, before getting married, the elves would take ten days to mediate away from their loved ones. During this period, the two sides couldnt meet each other. They should focus on their marriage, their present and future, their lives and deaths, theirpanionship and separation... everything. After meditating on it, the elves would make a final decisionCCit was a decision that could never be changed An elf would only ever have onepanion forever. These ten days could be arranged at any time. But now? Tyron didnt want to leave Victors bedroom right now. He brought in breakfast and ced it at the head of the bed. Victor was swiping through his cell phone. Victor wasnt aware that a certain someone was looking at his bare shoulders and back with a dangerous gaze. When he heard the sound of movement, he turned his head and said proudly, Quicklye and take a look, the forum is exploding. Hahaha, its so lively. What kind of message do you think I should send to feed them some dog food...? Ch112 - Official Dog Food

Chapter Ch112 - Official Dog Food

trantor: xiin editors: kara The forums werent lively. The forums hadpletely copsed; it was a heaven-shaking disaster! It wasnt a question about whether or not the people on the forums had been stuffed with dog food. The people on the forums were devastated! They were dead yet filled with unresolved regrets! Overnight, tens of thousands of hotments in response to this event all popped out: How could the world be like this!? Wailing and crying loudly! Previously, I was still thinking excitedly about whether or not our male god would get wet, whether or not he would get soaked. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, in the blink of an eye... waaah, I ended up crying! Congrattions to the Earth Districts Odin for winning the 1170th Second Star Province Individual Championship! Dedicated news post from other forums! Brothers and sisters, dont go and start up threads on your own, even for posts of congrattions. Concentrate it all in this thread. Ive been stuffed with too much dog food that all my internal organs have the taste of dog food. Today, when I went outside, I was chased around by greedy dog eyes, haha. Lets take turns going up to the roof! Odd numbers jump today, and even numbers jump tomorrow. Well offer ourselves up as martyrs for the male god in batches, so as to not put so much pressure on the traffic andw enforcement departments across the Alliance. Lets discuss rationally about whether or not Odin can make it to the top ten in the National Championships and enter the Leagues gold series all in one go? Someonee! Come and push into the great demon kings instance with me on a death mission to y the hidden boss, Victor, and save our beautiful great demon king! [Old dogs soul is burning] The ones who were even more lively than the ordinary fans were the face-con fans, the CP fans, and the haters. They were often able to provide 80% of the traffic flow with just 20% of the poption. In the past, a small number of curious cults would always appear after every game. This strange phenomenon was represented by groups such as Lord Four x Flower Blower, and the most recent one was Lord Four x Forgetting Worries. After the end of each game, they would also attract a small number of arbitrary fans. Originally, the fans of the Lord Four x Representative-kun CP could only be considered as one of the many cults. It was one of the ones that had been established rtively early and was quite a popr pairing. All of its believers were Lord Four fans from ancient times, and they were so old that they could almost turn on pension mode. The rtionship among the various cults was quite peaceful. There would sometimes be a bloodbath, but then, they would coexist again peacefullyCC Everyone was confused. Even the official CP party that had only just gotten promoted was also shocked. They sat there in the forums and chirped, Really never expected... This was rtively eptable. What really made others hateful were the ones who sent out, Hahahaha my god! Laozi is prescient! I discovered the matter of the official CP all the way back then! All the other CP cults, .... Damnit, go die. The rainy day cult, Damnit, go die. The CP cults, Let us y with our CPs. What is your rainy day cult doing here participating in the show? The rainy day cult, Damnit, we feel sad. We want to cry. Originally, when we saw so much water on the map, we were very happy watching the game. Unexpectedly... its the first time we feel so sad seeing an ocean map. All the fans felt like theyd been cracked apart by lightning. Only, the rainy day cult had been hit too hard and had already be disorientated. They crouched in the corner of the forums holding onto their rainy day dolls and acted like wisps of resentment that grew in the dark. Because of this, they seemed to have seen through the world of mortals who yed with CPs, taking the initiative to pick up the dog food, stuff their faces with it, and choke themselves to death. The posts that exploded like a volcanic eruption on the forums were unable to provide enough of an outlet for the fans copse. Perhaps even another 10 million words worth of posts wouldnt be enough, so they rushed to the social media pages of both involved parties. The ount that belonged to the ID Odin had always been super quiet. It only had the first forwarded post from Representative-kun and the provocative response to the y chickens and pottery dogs. After that, it had remained silent until now. Odin, the iceberg War God, didnte to y on social media. He basically had juste to experience how this thing worked and then disappearedpletely once he knew how to use it. The fans were a little twisted. The less interaction they got, the more precious it became. Back when Odin had waved at them for the first time on-stageCCthis kind of animated image was enough to end up in the trending posts, not to mention the eye-catching scene of the time when he had removed his maskter on. But now, the trending topics were all #Provincialpetition champion Odin proposal, #Lord Four proposed to Representative-kun!, #This years provincialpetition sent out dog food, and the apanying photos were all of Odin and Victor. Odins proposal was first published by a media news outlet, and it went all the way up to be the most popr trending post. The full text went as follows: [ I have lived my whole life without meeting an adversary I couldnt beat, so I have been rebellious for a lifetime, and there were none in the four oceans who caught my eye. I used to think that all dead and living beings could be fought. If gods or buddhas blocked the way, I could also test my de against them. Until there was a battle where I went all out... A formidable enemy stood in front of me, and I was defeated. Im willing to be bound, led by the neck, and killed without the slightest bit of resistance. There was a sense of pride on his face as he knelt down naturally on one knee and looked at Victor. He continued, If Im lucky enough to be spared, I will swear loyalty to him. From then on... regardless of whether its good or bad, rich or poor, healthy or ill, I will trust, love, treasure, and treat it as precious. It willst forever until death. ] One of the most popr responses was Congrattions, neer! along with manypliments; another was But, you guys havent f*cking told us if the proposal was sessful!, followed by Go look over at Lord Fours page and see for yourself; there were also fans who were still caught off guard and were fighting to be heard. There were also some livelyments such as This oath is the most amazing one in history, full marks!, I cried watching the proposal yingyingying., and Representative-kun must have saved the entire universe in a previous life. There were also I wish the male god would continue to be an iceberg forever and No, dont form a CP ahhhhhh! Others asked, Whatnguage is Lord Odin using? It sounds so beautiful and has such a ssical rhythm. Many linguists wondered about this. Then, Odins official ount that had been idle for several months finally forwarded another message with a cool and simple Oh. [ Odin: Oh // @Antique Connoisseur: Heeheeheee my old antique is so cute, he simply swallowed 50g of cocoa powder a day and really copsed on the sofa! Im going to frame this picture! [A mosaic picture of a certain person sprawled out on the sofa] ] At first, theizens were all confused. Who was this Antique Connoisseur? A new love or an old love? Why did Odin suddenly forward a message that had been sent out a few days ago? Merely watching the excitement wasnt enough. Many people purposely @ed the official Victor Li ount as well. They had even traced back this ount and soon discovered that the Antique Connoisseur ount was an alt ount that had just been registered that year. The earliest message was Today, I secretly went to the club to see him. The old antique was training in the virtual arena, and it was super cute! PS, in the future, Ill call him old antique. He still has to wash his hands after each fight, and watching it makes my face blush and heart thump. If Odin hadnt forwarded the message, this alt ount would only have had a few dozen fans, which would be pretty miserable. Looking at the content, it was basically just a few photos, mostlyndscapes, or a few sentences of text. The protagonist was the old antique, and the ount was filled with the regr content of a fanCC Who the hell could tell whose ount this was and who it referred to?! However, as soon as Odin had forwarded it, it only took a few minutes, and nobody had to go purposely looking into it to see that it was definitely Victors alt ount. There was no getting away from it. First, look at Victors main ount where each post had beautiful, powerful wording, profound and readable connotations, and could be regarded as a model for an ultimate academic. Then, look at Victors alt ount. There was a sudden change in style, and the entire thing was full of obsessed foolery! The key point was that it was a crazed fan, crazed fan, crazed fan! The earth revolved around the sun, and Victor revolved around the old antiqueCCthere was nothing wrong with that! Theizens: We had never thought that you were such a Victor! Today was destined to be the day of serial critical strikes, because Odin then forwarded another message. [ Odin: Hand it over // @Antique Connoisseur: The photos that were secretly taken in the library right at the start. I opened up an alt ount and am leaving a copy here, heeheehee I wont release it for you guys to see. Only I can see it. ] Everyone: ...... [ Odin: Approved // @Antique Connoisseur: My old antiques hands are so beautiful, I really want to hold them in mine and lick them... [Aggrieved expression] ] Everyone: ...... Someone,e quickly! QUQ Something big had happened! Their flower of kaolin-like iceberg War God wasnt done yet! Could it be that those who fought usingbos in the arena would also usebos when they were off the field? It was one thing after another, and he wouldnt stop until he used dog food to beat people to death... [ Odin: Come to my room // @Antique Connoisseur: Why arent you driving? When are you driving? I already had a nosebleed from the hot springs, and I shouldnt have secretly called him old antique all the time, could it be that its an evil version of the old antique? Im flirting, flirting, flirting... ] Odins forwarding stopped for a while, but all the fans continued to peek on cautiously. Before they could do anything though, the Antique Connoisseur sent out a new post on their own. [ Antique Connoisseur: QUQ what to do? Something happened, and I was found out, the old antique saw my alt ount and told me to go to his room... ] Netizens: To hell with what to do! How should we know what you should do? Goddamnit, its not like the male god has ever addressed us like that! [ Odin: Giving you a chance toe and flirt. If you donte today, then Ill give you another chance tomorrow. // @Antique Connoisseur: QUQ what to do? Something happened and I was found out, the old antique saw my alt ount and told me to go to his room... ] Netizens: We never thought that you were such an iceberg War God! If you have the skills to ** a fan, then you also should have the skills to flirt with the rest of us. If theres anything, you can send it our way!!! This interaction itself wasnt the scariest thing. The scariest thing was that after this post, both ounts fell eerily, tacitly silent. Everyone didnt have to even think about it to know that the little fan had rushed into the male gods room and ensnared himself in the. Everyone: ................ Damn. It. Official dog food was really the most deadly! Ch113 - Make Trouble, Make Trouble, Make Trouble

Chapter Ch113 - Make Trouble, Make Trouble, Make Trouble

trantor: xiin editor: kara Just like in the districtpetition, a huge storm regarding this years A-League was triggered across the inte after the provincialpetition ended. What was different was that the two were on different levels of magnitude. For example, ording to some iplete statistics, there had been an eight-digit audience that witnessed the champion, Odins confession and proposal within twenty-four hours. It had basically been through media like the live broadcast or recordings of it; over the next 48 hours, this event continued to ferment among other forms of media, picking up momentum and breaking through to nine digits. It could be predicted that as the data eventually spread out from the provincialpetition star and slowly reached every other of the Chaoyang Alliance, this number would continue to grow. Simrly, after the top six yers in the provincialpetition were released, the A-League would soon revise their rankings. Odins official website gained a new Provincial Championship medal, and he also received an official golden-edged email from the official organizers: Odin was eligible for the silver series of the National Championships, meaning that he would jump directly to the 32 to 16 round of thepetition. The National Championships couldnt be organized once a year like the provincial and districtpetitions, primarily because the scope of the A-League was toorge. There were two considerations for each event: Firstly, contestants had to be given enough time to arrive at the nationalpetition venue from all corners of the league; secondly, the resources needed to hold the nationalpetition had to be organized well in advance, particrly when it came to the ultra-light speedmunication channel for yers with special situations. This was a sensitive resource that was half-civilian and half-military, and the A-League could only gain ess to it after applying with the government. Therefore, the National Championships was a grand event held once every three years. The previous nationalpetition had just been heldst spring, and the preparations for the next one were already in full swing. ording to the official projections, the details should be announced next winter or by the following summer at thetest. The closing ceremony for the provincialpetition was very lively. ording to convention, this was another good opportunity for the organizer, yers, and corporations to take advantage of the heat. In addition to the many interactive events, raffles, and programs scheduled, this years closing ceremony was also inevitably apanied by an entertainment game. Yes, it was another entertainment game. Tyron fell deep into thought: ...... Victorid there on Tyrons favorite sofa in a special pose that he had saved just for Tyron. He was deeply ensconced within, but this wasnt actually his intention and was mainly because he couldnt sit on his butt. He could onlyy on his back in a half-sitting, half-lying posture. Victor wagged his tail, Join, join, join! Tyron looked at him, Whats the reason for participating this time? Victor put on a pitiful act, What other benefits can I give you? Your Vic is already half paralyzed... Tyron reached over and rubbed his waist for him, You can just tell me what you want to see. Why go through all the bustle? Whatever you say. Victor hummedfortably and pushed up the thin sses on his face. He looked like an old Buddhist monkCCthis movement was exactly the same as Tyrons. However, Tyrons reading posture had a kind of ssical charm while Victors position held the unique capital sentiment of the interster people and also a kind of romantic charm that was unique to social elites. Tyron felt that the gesture looked a little familiar, but he didnt think too much about it. He also settled in next to him and went stillCC The pair of husbands werent aware at all that they were both in the same position as they read on the sofa, and even their hair seemed to be in sync. Although Tyron didnt like to join in on the excitement, everyone on the inte thought that he would still join. After all, Odin had participated in the entertainment match after the districtpetition! Other than Victor, nobody else knew the reason for his participation at the time. Theizens all believed that the iceberg War God would be considerate to his fans and allow the people to enjoy his presence. But, as soon as the provincialpetitions entertainment match game for this year came out, the inte almost blew up! One person had three votes, and a total of 12 people would be chosen to enter this entertainment match. No matter who they were fans of or who they hated, no matter how they used their other two votes, their first vote would generally be given to Odin. In short, in this kind of voting system, the most remarkable payer could only be the champion of the individualpetition. Even the champion team of the teampetition was one level below in terms of interest. Moreover, the core idea behind the entertainment match was to make trouble, make trouble, make trouble, and everyizen came running over to see the most interesting yer. As for Odins appearance value... how should it be said? As long as the average person saw him, it would be difficult for them to tear their eyes away for a few minutes. Even before the voting had ended, Odin had already been voted directly into the final list due to how far ahead he was in votes. His vote count alone was the same as the total of the six people from the group championship team added together. The organizers of the provincialpetition were keen, having analyzed arge number of face-cons from the traffic sources and joyfully estimating the audience ratings from this entertainment match. And then, they were dumbfounded, because they then discovered that Odin hadnt yet replied to the invitation! He hadnt confirmed his participation! What the hell was this? The organizers hurriedly sent over another invitation letter, but they still hadnt received a reply by evening. They grew anxious and directly allocated two teams to work overtime, busily trying to persuade Odin to participate in the entertainment match. They offered a very high price, a seven-digit number that really wasnt small. When Tyron saw this email, it was because hed gotten up in the early morning, finished his morning exercises, then really hadnt had much to do, and decided to distract himself by cleaning up his inbox. When he saw this offered figure, he thought about it and went to check his own bank ount. CCTo be honest, master assassins didnt pay much attention to their economic situation. If it hadnt been that he was thinking about marriage recently, he wouldnt have looked at all. No matter what kind of society he used to live in, it was just him on his own. He was a man who controlled the life and death of almost everyone, from civilians to princes, and didnt care how wealth flowed in society and among different people. He didnt have to care. However, before getting married, they would need to have their property notarized. Tyron called out to Athena, the AI housekeeper, and asked her how the process was going. Athena replied that it was going very smoothly and had already been settled. Tyron saw that there was a shiny golden 70 million lying there in his ount, and there was also a provincialpetition championship bonus that was in the process of tax deduction and hadnt yet been credited. He wasnt very clear on how so much money had gotten inside. The old antique didnt understand money in the interster era at all. How could a string of numbers turn into real gold coins? And, how could someone just arrange for money to arrive where he was with just a twitch of their fingers...? However, this amount of money should be considered a lot. And because Tyron had never managed it, it had always remained in cash, and his books were very clean. After thinking about it, Tyron didnt refuse the invitation to the entertainment match for the time being. He called out to the AI housekeeper, Athena, and asked her how the inventory of Victors property was going. Athena responded that it might take a little more time. It had been calcting, constantly calcting, still... Tyron: ...... Victor was the son of the deputy governor of the Third Star Province. It may be that some people didnt understand what the deputy governor position was. Intuitively speaking, the poption of the Third Star Province was 100 billion, which was dozens of times that of the entire human poption in the 21st century. The officials who were in charge of so many people were arranged ording to this administrative order: The first was the Governor, and the second-in-charge was the deputy governor, Ms. June. Before Victor had been born, his parents had set up a private fund for him as wasmon practice amongst aristocratic children. When he went to school, a student fund was added, and after graduation, there was yet another fund. He could only take and use the interest from these funds, but if they were converted into cash, they would be valued at quite a lot. After that came other investments and financial products. These kinds of products had various names, but none of these had been things that Victor had taken the initiative to set up himself as he wasnt very interested in finance... but with his position in life, there was always someone else who had the desire to make money for him. Arge number of elites whod graduated from top universities across the Alliance worked on them. The financial interest rate of venture capitalism was the highest, and depending on the amount of principal invested, at least 20% of value-added returns could be achieved in a year. If they were able to invest in an interster-type Facebook, then it would be at least tens of thousands of times the initial investment. What Athena was trying to calcte was thisrge number of ounts. Even with her current calction ability, this would take a little bit of time. After that came the real estate. First of all, there were two minerals and one residential in Victors name that were considered the guaranteed living for these princes of the interster era. They basically never touched them after they were purchased, and if something happened to their family, they could find some people to start mining thes and use them as a way to continue living the way they were ustomed to. It was difficult to say what as valuation would be before mining began, but they were at least valued at a billion. In addition to these were scattered properties and industries, including the shares of Victors ownpany, which had to all be added up ording to market value. ording to Athena, many of thesepanies only worked for Victor and would never be listed. If they were to be listed, their market value would at least double. Last but not least came the many luxuries Victor owned such as Victors houses, private transportation, famous paintings, antiques, and other luxury goods. Because Victors father was an art lover, Victor had begun to collect antiques after he started studying Earths history. So, although he wasnt aware of it himself, the value of all this was quite amazing. Athenas final estimate for this was close to 600 million. In the interster era, the value of ones reputation was usually also included in the inventory of property. Victors fame wasnt small, but other than his recent honorary vice-president of the Creators Association position, the other positions were all quite sensitive, so the final estimate was only at 100 million in order to avoid suspicion. The other living expenses, spare change, education, and so on... were really insignificant whenpared to the rest. All in all, Victors worth was at least ten figures. He was quite low-keypared to the other princes in the Alliance across the various star provinces. Tyron: ...... Tyron went out for his morning run and ran for nearly two hours before finally scrolling down to the bottom of Victors unfinished valuation. The master assassin deeply felt that he had, just a tiny bit, sought a wealthier husband for benefits... The next day, the organizers of the A-League were pleasantly surprised to find that Odin had agreed to their invitation to the entertainment match! The timing was just right for thest segment of publicity, and it wasnt long before the rules for the entertainment match were voted for by theizens. Adhering to the principle of make trouble, make trouble, make trouble, this time, what theyde up with was: Demon king mode + Neutral NPCs + Superrge coge map. Ch114 - Entertainment Match - Demon King

Chapter Ch114 - Entertainment Match C Demon King

trantor: xiin editor: kara The demon king mode wasnt an official A-League teampetition game mode. It was a modified version of one of the ten official teampetition modes. It normally wouldnt appear inpetitions and would only appear for fun in casual games. It was a custom teampetition mode for casual yers. The demon king mode was also known as the 1vN mode, which basically summarized its main characteristic: One person against the remaining N number of people. That one person wasbelled as the demon king, and the rest were the brave warriors. The demon king could pick a main profession, a sub profession, and race, and they could also adjust their skills and equipment. Of course, it would ultimately still be bnced out and adjusted by the system for fairness. Generally speaking, based on the demon kings choices, the demon kings attributes would be upgraded to anywhere between 5 and 15 times that of the brave warriors. And, the N brave warriors would be in a team together. They would deal half the amount of damage if they attacked each other, and their mission was to take down the demon king. However, there would also be a traitor amongst them, known as the ck knight. Their task was to protect the demon king. Like the demon king, he could inflict full damage onto the other brave warriors. It was precisely this kind of mode that had been developed by the yers over several years. It had gained much momentum over the years, but it had quite a few restrictions. The most obvious question was: Who could be the demon king and actually take down ten with one?! Even if their attributes allowed them to easily crush a single brave warrior, the hardware conditions of both sides were basically equal. Also, there was only one demon king while the brave warriors could implement a strategy based on their teamCConce they teamed up, one plus one may not merely equal two. If they cooperated properly, the brave warriors could y out an extraordinary level of strength while simultaneously making up for all the weaknesses and shorings of each individual as a team. Of course, it could also be said that the attributes of the demon king were also more than one plus one equals two. However, there was a problem with this logic. Very few demon kings could y out such a big attribute boost to the max. Most yers who were familiar with the bnced stats in the game werent qualified enough to be a good demon king. This was also the biggest reason why the ck knight came into being. It was mainly done with the bnce between the two teams in mind. Sometimes, when the demon king wasnt strong enough, they may arrange two or even three ck knights. This time, it was obvious that theizens had been inspired by the name, Odin the Great Demon King. Right from the start of the voting process, they had desperately demanded that the demon king mode be chosen. They howled and iled, and there was almost no tactic they hadnt tried. And, who did they want as the demon king? There was no need to even think about it. It was locked in. Odin the Great Demon King. In any case, the officials hadnt nned to intervene at the start and only went off happily to inform Odin of the results. ...... The only ones who ended up with a constant string of ellipses over their heads were Odin himself and Victor. Victorughed so hard that he wanted to roll around, Theyre bullying you again, hahahaha... Tyron: ...... Victor then asked, What are neutral NPCs? Will the map be filled with NPCs? If there was only one map and terrain at a time, the probability of a rainy day map appearing at random was very small; however, if it was arge map where N terrains came out at random all at once, there would definitely be a terrain that met the conditions for a wet body on the map! Victor felt like he could hear theughter from those in the rainy day cult! They were simply a group of evil cult believers who wrecked the country and brought ruin to its people! Victor didnt care about all that. He tidied Tyrons cor and said, Pay attention this time. Stay away from the rain! Winning or losing doesnt matter, but you definitely cant give away benefits... Well scatter some dog food when youe back. Tyron: ...Mm. In fact, the master assassin also thought this way. The best strategy to stop the lick, lick, licking was not to give them a chance to lick right from the start... Theizens were really thinking about make trouble, make trouble, make trouble. After the votes came out for Odin the Great Demon King, they were determined not to forget the people whod made the great demon king famous: Geng Chen, the elemental dancer, and Old Friend, the ice mage. Netizens: Heeheehee, look at these people whove been beaten up by the great demon king gathering together to fight against the great demon king again... There are enough of them to row a boat! As for Mr. Duke, that grim reaper? Who was he? Had hepeted before? Goodbye, we wont be seeing you out. In addition to these three, the rest were obviously based on poprity. Among the remaining members of the top six: the next highest in poprity was the pdin, Forgetting Worries. He had an advantage in both image and strength, and so, he was selected to join the ranks of the brave warriors. The hacker, Universal Day, had also be popr due to the trending topic: shivering banana, and he was also enthusiastically sent to the top of the list and short-listed. The tentacle monster... oh, that wasnt right, the ability user, Little De, and the druid, Meowmeowmeow, were a few votes short and had to say goodbye to the entertainment match. Therefore, six of the 12 yers in the entertainment match came from the individualpetition, and the remaining four were from the teampetition. Three of the four yers were from the championship team. There were two ces left, and one was given to a popr anchor and the other to a malementator. Indeed. Male. Commentator. The organizers: ??? Contestants: ??? The malementator himself: ...... Thunderstruck wasnt even close to enough to describe the malementators mood after he learned about this. There were almost 10,000 herds of grass mud horses galloping over his heart as he roared: Motherf*cker! You guys are just making trouble! I dedicate myself to give youmentary yet you guys actuallyCCyou guys actually went insane! You didnt even let off a little weak chicken like me! Theizens who liked to make trouble: Heeheehee! We want the wordy king to go up and fight! Come! Lets have fun! . Demon king mode + Neutral NPCs + Superrge coge map. This years entertainment match was simply going to be brilliant and colorful. Even before it had started, the number of live viewers soared and soon exceeded the average ratings for the officialpetition. During the preparation stage, 11 brave warriors drew lots, and one of them became the traitor, the ck knight. As for Demon King Odin, he was currently customizing his profession, race, skills, and equipment. In general, the yers in thepetition were the default human race and only had one profession. As the demon king though, Odin could also choose a sub profession and race. Tyron had originally not wanted to choose anything at all. He was a character who could remain unchanged while facing ten thousand changes, and in theory, having his two weapons with him would be enough. But then, he thought about it: What if the randomized map had water everywhere? Or, if it was very unfavorable terrain? Although the probability of it being all water was very small, he should still be on guard against such extreme situations. Additionally, there were 10 brave warriors in total. Even if there was no terrain advantage, they were still likely to chase and intercept. Therefore, he needed to be able to move at will. A few secondster, Tyron pulled out the big gunsCC Hed chosen the zing angel as his race. For thousands of years, when the master assassin was at his most powerful state, hed been a zing angel, holding Deep Silence and Song of TriumphCCthe most familiarbination was always the strongest one. As a pair of wings woven from light appeared behind his avatar, Tyron watched his stats on the stats panel plummet. For the bnce system, the flying ability in and of itself was a very unbnced ability. It didnt appear on the skill lists and would only show up in a races inherent talents. In other words, it couldnt be selected in normalpetitions. Simrly, as soon as it appeared, it meant that other stats must decline in order to maintain a level of bnce. However, stats were really a secondary thing for Tyron. He was toozy to think about his second profession and chose the only thing hed used before: Priest. Yes, it was the priest that hed been forced to use in the previous entertainment match... Even if it was just for a few minutes, for better or worse, he was still better at it than any other profession. By the time Odin had finished setting up his character, the other 11 had already finished their draw. At this moment, the brave warriors were looking at each other with sharp eyes and trying to determine who the hidden traitor was amongst them. However, it was a pity that even if the performance and acting abilities of the yers couldnt be called superb, they could at least manage an expressionless face and wouldnt directly disclose such information to their opponents. Standing among the contestants was one person who clearly stood out: the malementator. Although hed also participated in e-sports when he was younger, hed been retired for so long that all his moves and operations had been turned into analysis and awareness for hismentary. As of right now, he stood there with a group of amazing professional yers with his head ducked like a husky among wolves. It was particrly eye-catching. Nobody had been able to discover who the ck knight was yet the demon king had already appeared from behind the scenes. Odin came out dressed in a big cloak that was exclusive to the demon king. The cloak that had magical patterns on it was extremely stylish, and the double-breasted tuxedo inside also gave him a bit of an aristocratic temperament. It was very simr to the vampires whod lived in ancient castles in ssic stories or demons dressed in a surfaceyer of gorgeous humanity. Great demon king: Expressionless.jpg. Brave warriors: Oh crap, we havent even started fighting yet, but the enemy has alreadyunched a seduction attack on our side! Audience: Awesome! Lets all convert to the demon kings camp now! A few secondster, the public screenments underwent aplete reversal, going from calls of Down with that great demon king to Lord Demon King, please push down all these little peons! The brave warriors stared unblinkingly at the great demon king for half a beat, and then, Forgetting Worries stepped out from the crowd. Everyone was waiting for him to say something, but they hadnt expected that Forgetting Worries would have a mesmerized expression on his face as he asked directly, Can, can, can I take a photo with you? Everyone: ...... We never thought that you were such a person! For better or worse, you were still the one who fought against Odin for the provincial championship! Can you have some backbone?!! The great demon king looked disdainful. After a while, the team of brave warriors finally sent out the team leader theyd electedCCit was the team captain of the championship team. He was deeply trusted by his teammates and the other brave warriors, and he had a strong sense of awareness when it came to taking down bosses. The captain reached out with his hand and directly pulled Forgetting Worries back into the team. After that, he faced the great demon king directly and said, Its a great honor to participate in the great undertaking of taking down the great demon king. I hope that we can give everyone a wonderful game. His expression was serious and solemn, and this made the old antique Odin ponder. Was taking down amonly used phrase in thepetition arena? Well, it was only right to do what was expected. In any case, a pre-war deration was verymon, and the stronger the scent of gunpowder was, the better. Odin shook hands with him and said, I will take you all down one by one. If you cant wait, then you cane together. The captain of the brave warriors paused for a moment and looked at the demon kings handsome face... He couldnte up with any fighting intent or anger and blushed instead. The old antique: ??? The public screen: These wordsCCahhhCC! What heavy tastes! What do you professional yers get up to every day!!!? Ch115 - Entertainment Match - Demon King 2

Chapter Ch115 - Entertainment Match C Demon King 2

trantor: xiin When everyone teleported into the map, the great demon king stood at one point and the brave warriors were scattered over three other locations. The thirty second countdown was more than enough time for the master assassin to remember the terrain around him along with the locations of the brave warriors. At present, Odin stood alone at the top of a cliff, facing a medieval castle. The bottom of the cliff was obviously a coge from another map; a stretch of emerald green bamboo extended from the base of the cliff towards both sides of the castle. In the distance, a magic bazaar could be seen, stretching out towards the coastline further out. Additionally, there was an airship making its way slowly through the sky. This oversized coge map was just that wayward. Some of the brave warriors stood at the top of the castle and looked over at the demon king, while the second group was in the bamboo forest, and the third was scattered along the winding path. All of the yers first determined their current positions. At the moment, they were unable to move or talk, but the people in the castle were thinking: Damn! Were directly in view... weve be targets! We have to hide right at the start. The demon king will definitely start off by cutting down our numbers here. The brave warriors in the bamboo forest were thinking: Damn! Were the closest, its over! We have to find a way to run far away and get together with the rest, or else well be eaten up by the demon king. The brave warriors on the path were thinking: Damn! Why is it that were in the most open space without any shelter? No way, we have to try and hide right at the start. The great demon king will definitelye to us first. The great demon king was thinking: How do I pick? When the countdown ended, all the brave warriors were like frightened rabbits, disappearing into burrows instantly. The ones who had a medieval castle hid in the castle, those in the bamboo forest dove into the forest, and the ones on the path ran for their lives, pushing open the gate of the castle to rush in. The great demon king atop the cliff had already thought it through. He casually picked up a piece of bamboo and set it on the ground before stepping on it. The broken bamboo was t on the ground, the tip pointing towards the castle. Odin leapt down from the cliff. A momentter, he spread out a pair of dark wings and calmly flew at a low altitude with the help of the wind, causing the bamboo forest that he skimmed over to vibrate one after another and make a whistling sound like the tide. There were 11 brave warriors in total, and 8 of them had joined together in the castle. The neutral NPCs in the castle screamed and hid in the cer. The brave warriors didnt know whether tough or cry as they gathered together in a group. Their elected leader said, First of all, we should divide into three groups of three, three, and two, and keep an eye on each other in order to keep guard against the ck knight among us. Secondly, the castle is a good ce. Well first set up a defense. This time, the demon king is an assassin, and his explosive damage potential is very high, so the defenses should be mainly focused on reconnaissance and control. There were two others from the championship team here with him that hed personally trained up. One of them was a trap specialist, and he immediately followed orders and bustled about to set up the defenses. Then, the hacker Universal Day raised his hand, Excuse me, boss, are we going to y tower defense here? Everyone: ...... The captain exined, We are trying to build advantages with the terrain... after that, we need to try and find a way to meet up with the remaining three people. Our biggest advantage lies in numbers. Never at alone at any time, because a single person can neverpare to the demon king. At this time, a peal of thunder suddenly struck through the sky! The professional yers who were all sitting there in a circle jumped up one after another! In an instant, they had all fled in a panic and disappeared behind their respective shelters. Only the captain was left standing there as a tank, holding his shield as he stood there in the middle. The scene turned extremely awkward all at once. One secondter, they discovered that it wasnt the great demon king whode after them and they all came back out again. The captains face was a little pale, I know that most of you are individual yers, but were now ying as a team! In the event of an ambush, you have to go up! Im not asking for you to be fearless, but even if you show your head and manage to cast a Silence, it might still be enough to save a teammates life! After another series of chatter, they discovered that it was raining outside the castle. The hacker spoke thoughtfully, Did someone first cut down the shrine in the bamboo forest intentionally in order to make it rain? The captain pped the table and spoke with an awe-inspiring level of righteousness, Who is so bored?! Isnt it just for the sake of some material benefits? The hacker hissed and said, Odins wet body... yeah. The group of brave warriors were silent for a while, and someone suddenly said in a low, guilty voice, Rainy days are great, the... the audience must love watching it. A momentter, someone else spoke quietly, I also registered an alt ount... and followed the cult leader. The captain: ...... Sigh, the world was changing, and the hearts of people with it. Leading this team wasnt easy! Cutting back to the shine, the three brave warriors whod cut down the shrine to make it rain. These three people were: Old Friend, Forgetting Worries, and the malementator. Forgetting Worries had cut down the shrine as soon as hed found it, and the other two hadnt even had time to speak. The map began to sh with lightning and thunder, and it soon began to rain. Forgetting Worries exined, Rainy days are good for us. Firstly, itll increase the difficulty for him to find us in the bamboo forest. Second, it will reduce the speed of Odins instant burst of speed. Our first priority now is to get together with the rest of the team, and we should take advantage of the rainy day and the limited visual range of the map to rush to the castle immediately... These words were well-founded and convincing, and Old Friend was soon persuaded. The malementator folded his hands into his sleeves and said enigmatically, No need to exin, Im also a member of the rainy day cult. Forgetting Worries: Ah! A fellow brother! I wouldnt have made up an excuse if Id known earlier! Old Friend: ...... Excuse me?!! The contestants were unable to see the public screen that was currently boiling with excitement, The rainy day cult has unified the jianghu! Get the great demon king wet, hahahahaha! Old Friend had ck lines all over his face. After thinking for a while, he said, Actually, what you said just now was quite reasonable. We should hurry to the castle. Odin must know that were near the shrine, and its too dangerous here... The malementator muttered, The most dangerous ce is the safestCC He hadnt finished speaking when he saw that the other two had already run off faster than rabbits. The malementator quickly shut up and chased after them. At this moment, the great demon king himself had originally been skimming over the bamboo forest at a low speed, trying to find the brave warriors hiding in the bamboo. However, as soon as it rained, he realized that someone had deliberately cut down the shrine. Odin: ...... You guys are really annoying. Apathetic.jpg. This time, the great demon kings gear didnt include a hood that would help him temporarily block out the rain. Odin had a cold expression on his face as he lowered his altitude and flew into the bamboo forest from his original position in the skies. He remained around 20 cm above the ground, using the denseyer of bamboo leaves as a temporary shelter from the first wave of rain. The raindrops that sill made their way through the bamboo leaves soon hit the demon king, forming a translucent halo over his body. Under these gloomy skies, Odin was like a shadow as he swept straight to the top of the gate to the castle before folding his ck wings over himself. Thements in the public screen were excited, Aaaahhh its been a long time since Odinsunched an ambush! Oohh! Its over, this is simply like waiting for rabbits to send themselves to the door, but how did he know that Forgetting Worries and the other two are rushing towards the front door? When Odin stood still, he looked like a beautiful sculpture and blended in perfectly with the shadows above. It was almost as though hed be part of the stained ss window. Only his pair of dark eyes shed asionally with a faint, inorganic golden glow, reflecting the lightning as he stared at the castle entrance beneath his feet. The silence was ominous. The rain alternated between heavy and light. When the rain gradually slowed down, the three brave warriors from the bamboo forest reached the edge, rushing towards the gate that had obviously been broken open. Forgetting Worries was a closebat fighter with the fastest speed, followed by the malementator, and Old Friend, as a mage, was the slowest. Just then, they suddenly saw a ck dooring straight at them from the entrance! Forgetting Worries stepped forth to block and was sent flying with a single hit, immediately ending up over five meters away! After that, the dark shadow spread its wings, and a sudden gust of strong wind blew by, carrying the cold rain with it. Old Friends vision was obscured, and then he saw a sword light sh down like it was dividing the heaven and earth, stretching across his entire field of vision. Old Friend still wanted to put up a dying struggle, but when looked down, he was shocked to find that his defensive shield had already been broken, and his health had already dropped to the bottomCC He had died even before he saw the light from the de, giving him the illusion that he could resist! After obtaining the attribute bonuses from being the demon king Odins movements were even faster, and even if he had been psychologically prepared, he still had no way to react in time; hed also be more deadly. The dagger Deep Silence was simply like a death gods scythe, and paired with the short sword Song of Triumph, it only required a total of three attacks to take away the vulnerable mages life. Amidst the wind and rain, the mage turned into the first streak of white light and flew away, illuminating a small amount of the surrounding area. The audience on the public screen, contrary to the current gloomy and treacherous scene, was simply jubnt as they filled the screen withments: Bahahahaha! First kill! Killed one little friend with a single stab! On that day, the people finally recalled the horror of being dominated by the beauty of the world, and they also experienced the humiliation of being toyed with and taken down... The one who was closest to the gate had been beaten away with a p of a wing, and the mage whod beenst died on the spot. The malementator who was in the middle was let off, and touched his chest in a haze of confusion. He was uninjuredCCwhy? For a moment, his upational disease red up, and he looked back at the scene of the battle, just in time to see Forgetting Worries climbing back to his feet. Forgetting Worries had a look of horror on his face as he cried, It turned out that youre the ck knight! The malementator was so shocked his face lost all color, but he also felt that his conclusion was very reasonable. After that, he couldnt help but yell, No, Im notCC He hadnt finished speaking yet when the great demon king came up from behind and covered his mouth. The malementators heart skipped a beat. He felt as though hed really been held in the palm of the God of Deaths hand. For a moment, his brain went nk and his body was so stiff that he couldnt even scream. At this time, Forgetting Worries expression eased, and he smiled and said, I know youre not. I am. Even before the malementator could react ande back to his senses, a short sword hade up to attack, slicing slowly and methodically across his throat. The demon kings hand slowly moved away from his mouth, as though wanting to close his eyes, and then the dark wings red carelessly, releasing the bodyCCbefore it could truly fall to the ground, it turned into a white streak of light and disappeared. The demon kings skilled actions made Forgetting Worries swallow hard. He said, Were a team, hey. Ill go in and... help you spy for information? The cold, snake-like eyes narrowed slightly, and the lord demon king didnt say another word as he pped his wings, disappearing into the skies above the castle. Ch116 - Entertainment Match - Demon King 3

Chapter Ch116 - Entertainment Match C Demon King 3

trantor: xiin editor: kara The skies were gloomy, and the rain was apanied by peals of thunder! The side door to the old castle was suddenly opened, and a sorry figure directly leapt inside, startling the hacker, Universal Day, who was acting as a doorkeeper, into a shill scream, Holy shit, are you a human or a ghost?! The humanoid figure mmed the side door shut, then turned to lift his hair off his face and reveal the pdin, Forgetting Worriess handsome faceCC Forgetting Worries looked frightened, Hes following me... the demon king is following me! Universal Day was very cooperative and shivered before saying, Dont, dont rush in. Let me disarm the trap first. At this moment, the audience on the public screen: What the hell!? You guys have turned a normal and proper entertainment match into a ghost horror movie! A momentter, Universal Day disarmed all the traps that covered the entire front hall. The front hallsyout was very special. The door directly opposite led to the main hall. Curving around the main hall entrance were two spiral staircases that led to the second floor. In order to make room for the two-meter-high chandelier that hung from the second floor, the entire staircase had been hollowed out and could be seen through the railings. Forgetting Worries was finally able to run into the safe zone. He gasped and said, Old Friend and that other one... ah, in any case, its that malementator, theyre both dead! Fortunately, my legs are long, and I was able to run inside! ...... Universal Day lowered his head to look at Forgetting Worriess pair of legs. He thought for a moment, then said, It seems that I cant refute this? He reactivated the traps as he spoke. A magical pattern shed quickly across each trap when they turned on, disying their specific location, before everything was hidden once again. Forgetting Worries stood to the side and pushed back his cape. The rain water trickled down to umte into a puddle on the floor as he said, Is everyone in the castle? We should group up into a formation. Spreading out like this is too dangerous. Universal Day: Theyre all here. Right then, a thunderbolt suddenly struck outside the castle! In an instant, the sh of lightning illuminated a Forgetting Worriess pale face! Forgetting Worries trembled, You, you shouldnt scare me like that. How is anyone else here? As soon as his voice fell, he saw the huge floor clock that was to the side shift a little, and a shadowed face appeared on the left. Then, the giant chandelier above their heads creaked and swayed, and another person hung themselves there upside down, saying, Shh! Dont expose your positions! So, the vase that had just grown feet silently shrank back into ce, and the statue that had been about to move jumped expressionlessly back onto its base. Forgetting Worries: ...... Universal Day said, Hey, have you forgotten that my skill is to change models? Setting up an ambush like this is a piece of cake. Forgetting Worries: Are there any models left? Give me one, too. Forgetting Worries: ... I suddenly feel that being myself is great. Just let me be your bait. Universal Day gave him a big thumbs up for his fearlessness, then said, Although youre acting as bait, dont walk around. The traps here are automatically triggered. If youre too close, then youll go boom!... There are also a few traps that are voice-activated. Forgetting Worries: Voice-activated? Universal Day chuckled, Yes, its a voice activation model that I created. Its a very simple mini program. As long as you p your hands, the ice traps here will attack, creating a deceleration effect within a five-meter radius. After a while, Forgetting Worriess body had basically been wrung dry like a dishcloth, and the rain had grown heavy again. However, the demon king still hadnte, and everyone was very anxious. Another head appeared to the right of the huge pendulum clock and spoke to Forgetting Worries, Come here for a moment. Forgetting Worries walked over, not knowing whether tough or cry, Captain, do you have orders for me? The captain said, Weve already discussed a series of teambo attacks, but we didnt arrange a role for you. In a bit, if we start fighting, you dont need to do anything. Just stay in the front row and use your body to protect your teammates. Dont worry, Ill be in front of you. Forgetting Worries was very moved by this. Captain! Your spirit willst forever! After thispetition is over, let me introduce my sister to you. She loves watching the sea with responsible men like you! The audience was immediately injected with chicken blood. They wanted to use a pure 24k gold g in support, but even before a single word could be sent out, the words were already deleted. In the field, they could all hear the stained ss window in the front hall break with a loud crash! All of a sudden, the colorful shards of ss formed strange shapes and shadows, allowing the cold wind and rain to sweep in and wrap around the hall. Everyones spirit quivered. The first thing they could see was a pair of dark wings ovepping and spinning into the hall before abruptly opening wide. Protected between them was precisely the lord demon king, who was showing his ability to the fullest extent! All the furnishings in the room buzzed and shook due to the strong cyclone-like winds. nCCACC The captains shout hadnt yet finished but the demon king was already headed straight for the most vulnerable baitCCthe hacker, Universal Day. Events transpired faster than they could be described. A streak of magic lightnded on Universal Days body, and he jumped up three feet into the air, charging up the stairs like a streak of smoke. p p p p! Universal Day pped frantically as he ran away! The ice traps on the ground in the front hall activated with Universal Days voice-controlledmand, and a cold current instantly enveloped the entire space. The brave warriors, who enjoyed a 50% damage reduction when attacked by their teammates, bravely surrounded the lord demon king, taking advantage of the time when thetters dark wings were covered with ayer of dark blue frost due to the rain and traps, and his movement speed was abruptly slowed. As a tank, the captain took the lead and held up his shield to defend against the demon king. Although Odins movements had slowed down, his strength hadnt lessened at all. Song of Triumphs de edge connected with the shield in an instant. Following the ng that rang out, the team captain felt a great force smash into him, directly forcing his arm asideCC The captain saw the cold light of Deep Silence shing across his eyes and was just about to use a damage reduction skill to resist! Right then! From far away on the second floor, Universal Day shouted: CaptainCC and jumped up, drawing out a beautiful curve like a dolphin jumping out of the water as he flew towards a point in front of the captains body. In this critical moment, hended between the captain and the demon king! The team captain whose inner heart was full of shock hadpletely forgotten to activate his skill! Universal Day: You haveCCto live onCC!! His words hadnt yet been finished when the demon king hit him with a wing, sending Universal Day five meters away. Even before the captain could react, a dagger was inserted straight into his heart. Because he hadnt used any life-saving skills, Song of Triumph followed up and took his life away. The captain: ...??? The captain of the brave warriors, pwned. Universal Day had been pped into the clock pendulum by a wing, directly smashing his teammate out of the model. The two of them clutched at each other as they rolled around in the corridor, shouting and yelling. The demon king ended up facing the elemental dancer, Geng Chen, but Forgetting Worries didnt disappoint, rushing up like a hero wanting to save the beauty. He used a bright holy mark to block the first move, then executed three and a half full turns in the air after being knocked away by a wing. At this time, the other brave warriors all put in their best efforts as they executed n A ording to their captains will. While the great demon king was still slowed, the trap master first activated the paralysis trap, initiating the first real control ability. A secondter, the elemental dancer, Geng Chen, quickly followed up with a lightning spell,nding a second control ability. Immediately after that came another mages polymorph, and at the moment when the transformation was broken, a fourth control skill cameCC They were all worthy of being professional yers. Even if it was their first time cooperating together, the linkage between these control skills was perfect! It added up to over five seconds of hard control. No matter what kind of yer it was, they would only be able to wait it out. In theory, there was no way to avoid it at all. And, five seconds was enough for the rest of them to smash out their most damagingbos! As lightning, stormy winds, arrows, and de lights converged together, the powerful air flow spread out directly from the center, and the demon kings wings suddenly closed around him. The hacker, Universal Day, looked at their enemys health bar from a distance and also activated his own skills. He reported very excitedly, The demon king is half-dead!! Theres a chance, my fellow brothers!!! At this time, the public screen was constantly refreshing, Thisbo is amazing!! Its the first time in my life that Ive seen such a cool scene! Geng Chen, Universal Day, Captain, Forgetting Worries... its a gathering of male gods and goddesses!! PVP yers are really different! Just this cooperation, its simply frightening that its their first time working together. I dont think it would be a problem for this group to head straight into a heroic instance. No way, theres so many of you all bullying my male god!!! Aaahhh, if you have the ability, then control my great demon king for another second so that I can go up and lick him! After one round of hard control skills, the first skill of the next round of control was rtively weakCCit was Geng Chens ice wind technique. The great demon kings wings shook suddenly, breaking free from the shackles, and he burst out from the trap like a bolt of lightningCC When his figure could be seen again, he was holding Geng Chens throat in his right hand. He tossed her directly into a wall, and the dagger, Deep Silence flipped silently in his hand. The demon kings sh had cast off everyone whod been surrounding him. At this time, they were all beyond reach and could only watch as Geng Chen was killed against the wall, turning into a streak of white light. At this time, the demon kings health had fallen to the halfway point due to the long-ranged attacks from spells and arrows, but he had no intention of backing down for the time being. With a flick of his wings, he flew up to the second floor, blocking the field of vision for many of the brave warriors who were on the first floor. At this time, there was a contestant standing on the second floor whod been hanging off the chandelier earlier... a weak archer profession. He saw that the demon king was looking at him and jumped up three feet, using a skill to head towards the stairs and flee. This floor n was quite special. If hed jumped down directly, there would be nowhere in the air from which he could have gained leverage, and he would definitely have ended up pinched to death in the air by Odin, the Number 1 Angel of the A-League. So, hed cleverly chosen to head to the opposite stairwell so that the great demon king, who was already standing on the second floor, would have to go down the other stairway. However, what he hadnt expected was that the pdin, Forgetting Worries, who was on the ground floor, would rush up with his long gun to try and save him without another word! The two of them ended up face-to-face while running at high speeds along the narrow stairs. They were about to bump into each otherCC Forgetting Worries was anxious. He shouted: You left, me right! ...... Half a secondter. The two of them knocked off 10% of each others health and tumbled down the stairs. They were both dazed for 1.5 seconds. The great demon king was expressionless as he came down and took away the archers life. Ch117 - Entertainment Match – Demon King 4

Chapter Ch117 - Entertainment Match C Demon King 4

trantor: xiin editor: kara At this point, the first round of direct confrontation had ended. The brave warriors had lost one tank and two DPS in the process plus the other two people whod been killed during the ambush at the entrance to the castle. Theyd already lost five teammates, half of their total number. Correspondingly, the demon kings health had also dropped by 50%. After he had forcibly harvested the archers head, the brave warriors had caught up. Although theyd been unable to save the archer, they had still tried their best to take the demon kings health down to 30%. This round could be considered a defeat on both sides, but overall, Odin hade out on top. This was because the captain of the brave warriors, whod posed the greatest threat along with the elemental dancer and others, had already been dealt with, and the remaining survivors had already used up their big moves. The audience was shouting on the public screen, Oh, hey, keep it up! One more round, dont back down, you might be able to kill them all in another round! Dont talk nonsense. Odin isnt in good shape either. He might trip up if hes not careful... Isnt Odins secondary profession a priest?!! One sentence was enough to wake up the dreamers! The audience and contestants were used to dealing with a great demon king who had low defense and was squishy inside. In this entertainment match, hed be the priest too, which allowed him to heal himselfCCthis was a little like bullying others. However, Odin hadnt used the priests skills at all and had even allowed his own health to drop to such a levelCCat least, it was to the extent where the audience who werent aware of the fact had been quite frightened. The audience grew emotional as they began to discuss, He must be acting again! Pretending that hes about to be done for, but in fact, hes far from death! An assassin who doesnt take on the role of a movie emperor wouldnt be a good demon king... Sure enough, this acting wasnt bad at allCC Odin had tricked a timid female anchor intoing up to attack. Like most anchors, she had one small problem: Her level of operations wasnt a problem, but her strategic awareness wasnt very strong. She was basically good at grabbing attention from the camera and showing off, but she was unable to follow the overall trend of the game. Shed thought that she had encountered the great demon king at a weak moment, but in the next second, the dark wings suddenly opened up, then caught her in a grip as strong as a pair of dragons ws. This feathered capture technique was very rare in aerialbat. Odin had shown it before for two short seconds during the teampetitions aerialbat, but he surprised everyone with it again in this entertainment match. His dark wings were folded together,pletely blocking everyones sight. At such a close distance and with such an ambiguous posture, it was like a real vampire in the midst of a huntCCgently embracing their prey, and in the next moment, it could be either a warm kiss or a pair of blood-sucking fangs... The public screen was full of shrill screams, You two!!! What are you doing!? A single man and woman alone together isnt very appropriate!! Pleading for a transparent perspective! I really want to look up from below and see exactly what happened... In the VIP seats, Victor put up his legs and expressionlessly supported his chin in his hands. He thought about how to reward his old antique that night. CCHow about celery and watermelon stir fry? Braised fish with banana wasnt a bad idea either, or he could try harder and use a pressure cooker to make braised popcorn... CCThe old antique should be able to eat his fill on such a thoughtful dinner, right? Heh. He folded his wings behind him and walked calmly down the stairs. At this time, he saw the five remaining brave warriors (and the ck knight who was hiding among them) all rush up fearlessly! The audience in the public screen were also caught by surprise, shouting, Eh, eh, eh? Is this a suicide squad? Is this another tactic?? The scrollingments updated non-stop. The demon king frowned, then crossed his daggers in front of him in preparation for a fight. Just then, suddenly! The hacker, Universal Day, entered amand hed prepared long ago! Five streaks of light swished by, heading towards the brave warriors who all changed modelsCC They transformed into five Victors, who all charged over! Everyone: ...... Odin: ...... Thunder broke the skies, the hills copsed, and the rivers flowed backwards! The Victors, who held a variety of different weapons, all stormed over. The great demon king was stunnedCChed always been unfamiliar with the hacker abilities from the interster era. When the old antique saw this scene, his mind went nk for a rare moment, and then, he instinctively stepped back. He gathered himself and broke the ss window nearby, flying out of the castle with a crash. Everyone: ...... There was a second of pure silence on the public screen! The five Victors soon transformed back, and the five brave warriors breathed a sigh of relief. They immediately seized the opportunity to leave without giving the demon king a chance toe back and attack again. Half a beatter, Universal Day finally squeezed out a sentence, Just now, didnt it look like a domestic violence scene? Someone spoke darkly, It was a domestic violence scene x5. The audience all expressed that life was difficult. The official organizers were all trying to kill them. Now that there were technically only four brave warriors left on the team, the problem of the traitor among them suddenly became much more serious. The trap master anxiously set up more traps while the other four sat together like a mahjong table lineup. One of them spoke up, Forgetting Worries, Universal Day, be honest. Which one of you is the ck knight? Four pairs of eyes looked at each other, and they all seemed to say the same thing: My acting skills are the best, and my eyesight is also the best. Forgetting Worries exined himself first, Just now, I clearly behaved very well. I had even saved Geng Chen and took several of the great demon kings attacks head-on. Universal Day retorted, Your schemes are deep! You left, me right and so on, its obviously a deliberate n to harm others... Forgetting Worries: I was anxious and didnt pay attention, it was a mistake! The audience on the public screen all tagged Forgetting Worries, Either youre a real ck knight, or your stupidity acted up... Universal Day: You escaped from outside the castle and came in. Now, think about why your two teammates are dead while youre the only one still alive? Did you betray them? Forgetting Worries: I lied to the great demon king and told him that I was the ck knight. That was how I survived... Universal Day: Who are you kidding? That look that Odin had! I hid as a banana yet he found out instantly! Your credibility might be higher if you said that he tricked you instead! Forgetting Worries remained silent for two seconds and then suddenly showed a frightened expression, No wonder I felt that Odin was a little soft-hearted. He shouldnt have let go of a kill so easily. He must have let me off on purpose so that I wouldnt be able to rid myself of suspicion. Not only did he incite the brave warriors to split up, but hes also protecting the real ck knight to some extent... Universal Day: ...... This seemed to be rather reasonable? The brave warriors: ...... When they thought about it carefully, Odin was indeed such a person! Forgetting Worries: Odin is too terrible! Forgetting Worries attacked Universal Day again, Youre very suspicious with that poisonous mouth of yours... If you hadnt flown over, the captain wouldnt have died so easily. Universal Day: That was really a mistake! The public screen also tagged Universal Day: Either he was really stupid, or hes the ck knight who can asionally show moments of brilliance... The rest of the brave warriors were teammates from the championship team, so they mutually eliminated suspicion of each other and focused on the other two people, Universal Day and Forgetting Worries. Forgetting Worries: I really made a mistake! Universal Day: You nned it deliberately, youre the ck knight! Im the stupid one! Forgetting Worries: No! Im the stupid one! Universal Day: Motherf*cker, who dares to be stupider than me?! Forgetting Worries: Your stupidity is so-so. Just now, I was the number one stupid person in the world. ...... The brave warriors: ...... Stop arguing, you two are equal. Audience: ...... What exactly happened to these two professional yers??? The brave warriors were currently participating in the activity of weeding out the traitor. Meanwhile, the great demon king was flying through the bleak wind and rain outside the castle. His health hovered at 30%, and after he leftbat state, he found a ce to rest and recover. He found a suitable window and flew in from outside. All of a sudden, cold rain poured into the room. The demon kingnded lightly, then shook his wings out twice before folding them up. Odin called up the priests skill list and clumsily found two skills that could be used simultaneously to restore his own health. At this moment, the interior door to the room suddenly opened. Odin had been aware of the movements beyond the door before it opened, but he hadnt paid it much heed, because he knew that the one he would encounter would be an NPCCC Sure enough, after the door opened, it was a little loli NPC standing at the door. The little loli wore a gothic dress as she opened her own bedroom door to find a tall shadow standing inside. Just then, lightning streaked across the window! In an instant, the white, electric light illuminated everything in the room, outlining the deep and chiseled figure of the great demon king, including his billowing cloak and half-closed wings. There was also that pair of golden eyes that shone in the dark for a brief moment. Little loli: ... Ying... Odin: ...... Little loli: ... Wu... Odin: ...... Little Loli: ... Waaaaaaaaaaaah!! Mama!!!! The little loli dropped the oilmp in her hand, picked up her skirt, and ran away in tears. The wooden door she left behind creaked as it swung back and forth. The big, expressionless great demon king, who hadnt spoken a single word during the entire process, had also been left behind. Half a beatter, he gave up on trying to exin himself, shook his head, and continued healing himself. The public screen: ... The demon kings daily life: Scare a loli into tears (1/1) Reasonably speaking, where else can she find such a handsome demon? What is she crying for?!!! If it was me, Id beughing to death, okay? Sigh, that girl is still young after all and doesnt know the benefits the great demon king can bring... I dont know why, but I suddenly feel that the demon king is really pitiful, hahahahaha! I can get a sense of grievance from his back figure, I must be hallucinating! More than ten secondster, Odin had finally raised his health bar that the system had multiplied over ten times back to 70%. However, the brave warriors seemed to be worried that their efforts would be wasted and had directlye over to find him and try again. The little lolis scream had provided them with his location. Forgetting Worries and Universal Day approached the room carefully from both ends of the corridor. Theyd bothe together as baitCCindeed, the brave warriors had kicked the Who is the undercover spy problem right back at the great demon kings feet. Ch118 - Entertainment Match End

Chapter Ch118 - Entertainment Match End

trantor: xiin editor: kara Since the brave warriors had dared to send themselves over as bait, the great demon king dared to directly take this bait. He didnt hesitate for a single second,ing out of the room like a fierce beast, whod scented blood, as he spread his wings, flying low in the corridor and rushing directly towards the hacker, Universal Day! Waaaaaaah! Universal Days scalp exploded instantly, and he screamed and ran, but he didnt forget to input amand and turn into a ball. Yes, a ball. The ball rolled straight down the corridor and fled down the stairs without any pause at all, rolling and bouncing its way down the steps. This way of escaping was actually faster than the great demon king with wings. The audience was also confused, Holy shit, that works too?? The pdin, Forgetting Worries was also confused at this time: Was Universal Day the ck knight? But, Forgetting Worries came back to his senses quickly and immediately turned to chase after the demon king. His spear was actually able to dy Odins pursuit, but it wasnt much help in the end. Odin ignored the siege from the rest of the brave warriors, focusing on Universal Day the entire way and stabbing the ball back into Universal Days original form. Universal Day didnt try to continue escaping. He instead went all the way to the corridor where theyd set up traps earlier before finally being blocked by the great demon king! The great demon king opened up his wings and smashed Universal Day against the wall, then took Forgetting Worriess attack from behind and beat Universal Day to death in exchange for 30% of his own health. Universal Day: Why me...? Died with evesting regret.jpg Public screen: Hahahaha, what kind of enmity is there!? Its like a blood feud as deep as the sea! This is definitely revenge for the domestic violence x5 scene from earlier!! Nothing else matters, and the war can be lost, but the banana must die, hahahahaha! After Universal Day had died, Odin turned around and pped his wingsCCjust now, Forgetting Worries had really been unhindered as he chased after him, and hed stolen at least 15% of his health. However, Odin still didnt turn to kill Forgetting Worries. Instead, he chased after another brave knight. Forgetting Worries rushed up to save the other party, but he hadnt expected that the other party had already judged based on the situation that Forgetting Worries once again wouldnt die! The demon king had already passed over him three times. Universal Day was dead, so Forgetting Worries had to be the dark knight! He then spared no effort to avoid getting close to Forgetting Worries! But, he turned around and was immediately caught by the demon king, whod been waiting for the rabbit to send itself over. There was a profound smile at the corners of the demon kings mouth as he tossed him up in mid-air. Forgetting Worriess rescue was useless as his teammate turned into a white streak of light. Crack, p, p, p! The traps along the way were all activated one after another, forming a spectacr fireworks effect in the corridor. Forgetting Worries roared sadly, Im not the ck knight!!! Weve all been tricked, neither me nor Universal Day are the ck knight!!! No matter whether he was the ck knight or not, the trap master was already unable to turn back. He ran all the way to the end of the corridor and prepared to fight back. The demon king chased after him the whole way and was gradually slowed down by the traps, finallying to a frozen stop at the end of the corridor. The trap master and Forgetting Worries were both ready to rush up and kill the demon king, who was at critical health, but unexpectedly, the demon king used a dispelling skill on himselfCC Dispel was a skill that belonged to the priest ss. It could remove certain negative states and control effects. The ice trap itself wasnt a full control spell, so the effect disappearedpletely after two dispels. Forgetting Worries only had enough time to rush up and hit him twice before he was beaten down by the frenzied demon kings wings. He did three and a half full rotations in the air and felt that his tears were spreading out through the air as they spilled: Goddamnit!! If you have the ability, then kill me directly!! What do you mean by sending me flying every time!!?! By the time he got back onto his feet, he saw that hisst teammate had been captured by the demon king and had disappeared down the other end of the corridor. There was no need to ask; he must be dead. The demon king still had a little under 20% of his health, and there was a distinct slow state on his body. The brave warriors saw that there was a chanceCCthis chance was all on Forgetting Worries, who was theirst hope! Forgetting Worries hefted his gun and was full of rage and righteous indignation as he rushed over. There was a balcony at the end of the corridor of the castle. Outside the balcony was a cliff, and it was dozens of meters high. One could see an endless horizon from the balcony... Forgetting Worries rushed out onto the balcony against the storm. Unexpectedly, the figure that he had aimed at wasnt the demon king but rather just a cloak that fluttered in the wind. He flew out in a shCCthe heavy rain and gloomy skies had affected his vision. Forgetting Worriess heart sank, and he turned around abruptly! But, the real Odin had already jumped down from the balcony entrance, Song of Triumph calling out instantaneously and blocking Forgetting Worriess holy spear. If the two yers had been bnced normally, there would probably be another wonderful one-on-one fight. Unfortunately, at this time, the great demon kings stats were over five times that of Forgetting Worriess. Forgetting Worries only felt a huge force m into his hand, sending a shock all the way up his arm. Odin was very calm as he took Forgetting Worriess next attack. He used his higher volume of health to bully the other party, grabbing the tip of the gun and snatching it away from Forgetting Worries just to toss it down the cliff. Forgetting Worries: ...... Public screen: s, its over. Thest seedling of hope... is gone. The rain was getting lighter now, but it was still blowing on the balcony. The demon king opened up his pair of wings andpletely cut off any possibility of escape from any angle. Forgetting Worries looked at Odin. Odin looked at Forgetting Worries. Forgetting Worries looked at Odin and swallowed his saliva, then looked back behind himCCtowards the abyss where he would shatter to pieces if he fell. His movements caused a piece of broken stone to fall into the darkness. Forgetting Worries turned his head back and shivered a little as he shook his head. His eyes were full of helplessness and extreme entreaty: Can I not jump? Odin looked at Forgetting Worries and pped his wings: Do you want to jump on your own, or do you want me to p you with my wings a fourth time? Forgetting Worries looked at Odin. Odin looked at Forgetting Worries and raised his chin proudly, giving an ultimatum. ...... They were both silent, but it left Forgetting Worries in tears. A few secondster, Forgetting Worries adjusted his breathing, stood straight, turned around, and tremblingly took thest step. WoooshCCbang. Forgetting Worries, down. The audience was unsympathetic. Theyughed themselves silly, and someone even left messages, Hahaha, how pitiful! Watching it almost made me hard! After the entertainment match ended, nobody cared who had won or lost. However, it was a fact that the great demon king had won as one against many once again. Once again, everyone had experienced the crushing ability of the demon kingCCwhen others yed this demon king mode, it was the ten brave warriors beating up the demon king; when Odin yed the demon king mode, it was one demon king chasing and killing all the brave warriors. And, these brave warriors werent ordinary brave worries but professional-level experts. The audience expressed: Trembling and quivering, theres no way to really imagine what level Odins skill is really at. I always felt that if Odin went to y PVE, there wouldnt be any instance that would be hard for him... Who exactly is the boss when Odin fights against the boss? This reminds me of Representative-kun again! Five Representative-kuns scared away the great demon king, Odin, while one great demon king, Odin killed ten brave warriors... Then, the question now is: Who exactly was the ck knight? Damn, I was caught off guard,pletely caught by surprise, and toozy to defend... This question is the century-old question. The audiences conversation topic had already gonepletely off track while on the other side, the contestants in the stands were also muttering amongst themselves: CCWho the hell was the ck knight? Everyone looked at each other, then looked over at the great demon king, Odin, who was standing to the side. Odin was indifferent and showed no intention of answering their questions at all. It was Forgetting Worries who spoke first, So, weve all been tricked. I was not the ck knight. Why did you all suspect me? The captain: Universal Day wasnt either... So, who exactly was it? The scene was awkwardly silent for a moment, then someone raised their hand. Malementator: I... I was. Everyone: ............ For a moment, the brave warriors expressions turned fierce, scaring the malementator into taking two steps back, hiding subconsciously behind Odin. Odin was expressionless as he blocked the brave warriors gazes. The captain called out to speak to the malementator across this cold iceberg, If I remember correctly, you were the second to die?!! The malementator spoke weakly, Yes. I also wanted to y a role, but who couldve thought that the great demon king would be so cold-blooded, ruthless, and unreasonable? He came up and killed me right away... Forgetting Worries: You had even shouted that you werent the ck knight before you died. I had also wanted to put on an act! Everything was ready for the stage. I was nning to fool you guys! The malementator was aggrieved too. Yet as a result, the demon king covered my mouth and killed me!!! A momentter, Forgetting Worries was under a huge amount of pressure as he asked Odin, You... Why did you even kill your own people? Or, did you not know that he was the ck knight? Odin held out his finger and pointed at Forgetting Worries, then unexpectedly opened his mouth and exined, You, your threat level is rtively high. Theres also yourmander, who also needed to be dealt with first. However, the problem was that youre rtively hard to deal with. Forgetting Worries and the Captain had been praised as being rtively hard to deal with and actually felt a little ttered. Their professions were really ones that restrained assassins. Odin then said, If you cant be killed in one go, then its better to split you up internally. The real ck knight being around is a hidden danger, so its better to have the threat of the ck knight y a role after his death. Malementator: ...... Oh! It seemed like I was also a little useful? Forgetting Worries sighed and covered his face, ...... As expected, he didnt kill me on purpose, making it so that even jumping into the Yellow River wouldnt be enough to wash my reputation clean... However, why do I still feel very happy? CCOf course, it was because Odin had praised him to his face. He was happy enough to die! Everyone was very happy. The ones who remained until the end felt smart and sensitive; the ones whod died early felt like theyd been treated with special attention by the great demon king, and they all had a sense of excitement thinking that they were skilled and valued by a big personage. The audience watched the stage of contestants, who were all full of joy, and couldnt help thinking, So, Odin set up the trap right from the start and watched them jump in like dumplings? Except for the domestic violence scene created by Universal Day that had surprised the demon king, he had been basically following his own script the whole time? Stunned.jpg! Ive never been able to feel the great demon kings level of strategy + acting + strength at this level! The great demon king, Odins real stage should be in a 1vN battleground. Pleasee visit our PVE stage! Whats more terrible is that they didnt get angry after the game and were even coaxed by the demon king? Trembling and shivering! ... Why dont you try looking at Odins face and see if you can get angry? ...... That made sense. There was nothing that could be said to that. Ch119 - Drowsy

Chapter Ch119 - Drowsy

trantor: xiin editor: kara After the entertainment game, the closing ceremony ended in a lively and hrious manner. This segment of the provincialpetition was finally officially over. The contestants packed their bags and prepared to go back home to find their respective mothers. That evening, Tyron went into the A-League offices to finish the paperwork and pick up his virtual name card that symbolized his qualification for the nationalpetition before quickly returning home. Victor was making food, and it was a rare asion where he had rolled up his sleeves and made a major event of it. The smooth microwave stove held a pot that was simmering soup, and dessert was being baked in the oven. Victor worked on both sides, and the AI housekeeper, Athena, reminded him on what needed to be done at any time so that he didnt have to worry about the recipes, leaving Victor free to absently think about what hed seen in the provincialpetition. When he thought of how Tyron had proposed on the spot after winning the championship, Victor happily hummed two phrases of a tune, almost dancing where he stood while holding a spat, before asking Athena to help him prepare ck bone chicken soup. After a while, Victor thought about how the old antique now had many more CPs after thepetition, and his face became long. He found another pan to make ribs and watermelon in. After a while longer, Victor thought of the entertainment match again and how the great demon king had actually been scared away by five of him. He was overjoyed and sniggered to himself with his hands on the chopping block, happily asking Athena to make potatoes in the oven in the old antiques favorite style. CCThe things that the old antique liked were very old indeed. Tyron always treated potatoes as the staple food. Although he wasnt picky about what he ate, he didnt cover up his living habits, and he had a little tendency that was simr to that of the Westerners in the Middle Ages; he stuffed potatoes with all kinds of things and baked them. Sometimes he used beans; sometimes it was bacon; sometimes it was turkey breast. As Victor thought about Tyron, he kept thinking that he was really, really cute. A while after that, he thought about how the great demon king had used his wings to pull the female broadcaster close, and his face turned dark again, so he made braised popcorn. When Tyron came back from outside, he tossed the qualification card for the national championships that countless people couldnt even touch into a craft wooden cup in the middle of the table, where it shook two times and ended up at an angle. Tyron went into the kitchen, where he saw Victor wearing a small apron. This was a very rare thing. He moved left and right to see more of it and wanted to go up and hug him. However, Victor wriggled away and dodged. After a while, it was time for the braised popcorn toe outCCVictor felt endlessly guilty about it and waved the spat to drive Tyron away, Dont watch, go sit over there. Ill feed youter. Tyron was expressionless, but he couldnt help reaching out to stroke his waist before turning away. A momentter, the master assassin sat down in his exclusive seat and listened to the sounds in the kitchen. He felt something that he hadnt felt for a long timeCCthe goal of being a in, ordinary man at home had been realized, and he was very satisfied as he opened up themunicator to go online and y. This was the so-called from thrift to luxury was easy, but going from luxury to thrift was hard. The old antique had now learned to surf the inte and y with all kinds of media. There was no need to mention the extremely perceptiveizens from the interster era, even Tyron could tell that every time Old Friend was beaten, suffered losses, or lost the game, Vantico would explode. Every time someone bullied Old Friend, Vantico would jump up and pick on them, and he wouldnt stop until hed gotten even. In the previous entertainment match, Old Friend was the first to die, and Tyron had really given the other side no consideration at all. As expected, Vantico became so mad that he kept issuing challenges for the next three days. Tyron didnt even bother to forward his message. He instead casually updated a status message of his own: [Have you jumped around enough? The real chapter will begin at the National Championships.] Theizens: Hahahahaha! The great demon king finally replied to his provocation. Vanticos ego must have gotten bigger over these past two days! I actually saw a little bit of evil doting in Odins words!! What should I do!? What should you do? Dont worry! Join our Four Vantico cult! Tyron: ...... When Tyron saw this, he looked back towards the kitchen and thought about how Victor was still cooking for him. He felt that he needed to do something; at the very least, he had to suppress the arrogance of these shameless cults. So, he flipped through the super, super long list of messages and saw something that a fan had sent over, forwarding it. [ Odin: Oh // DailyUpdate6000WordShorts: Developed two new cocktails today. I call them Great Demon King and Little Representative, everyones wee to give them a try! [Photo of two cocktails] ] Boom! The fans exploded! This was the first time that Odin had ever forwarded a blog from a fan! The poster himself felt like hed finally seen the Emperors little daughter after being in the pce for 36 years; hed suddenly gotten lucky one day! How should he describe this feeling? It was like the sky was spinning, and the earth was turning. Double coolness! That night, he excitedly sent a few more messages out to express his shivering excitement but was then horrified to discover that his mediocre shop was now flooded with a huge amount of orders, enough for three hundred years of hard work. The people who felt even more awesome were those who believed in the Lord Four x Representative-kun CP. Theyd been caught off guard and even caught a whiff of immortal airCC In the past, when they supported their CP, it had been blood and corpses everywhere. Yet ever since Odin had personally carried them into bing the official CP, they could wave the War Gods big banner and were invincible. It was also an invincible addiction. Tyron tossed hismunicator to the side and felt that he was worthy of any reward that Victor might give him. He was just thinking about it when Victor called him over for dinner. Todays dishes: ck chicken soup, ribs stewed with watermelon, potato pie, and braised popcorn. Tyron: ...... He stared at these dishes and pondered for a while. He suspected that he might be too much of an old antique to understand these interster peoples trends. Victor was sweating internally from guilt when he saw Tyron stretch out his chopsticks and pick up a piece of watermelon, eating it as though nothing was amiss. Victor: ...... Then, he saw Tyrons eyes turn distracted for a moment before refocusing again two secondster. He nodded and said, The vor is very special. Victor said, Ha, haha, its home cooking. Not many people have experienced it, and I... just casually made it. If it doesnt taste good, dont eat it. After two bites of chicken soup, Tyron recovered and tried the braised popcorn, eating it calmly. Victor: ...... Tyron fell into a brief daze, then shoved a piece of potato into his mouth beforeing back to life. His face was the same as usual, Not bad. God knows he was already ying out a master assassins peak level of acting skills: He had to integrate! Integrate into interster society! This was their normal home cooking! He couldnt show strange expressions or habits!! ...... Victor was struck dumb with awe. He wondered to himself if hed actually identally figured out a new kind of dish? In the evening, after the two had finished eating, Tyron leaned against the bed headboard and read a book. The old antique used to read in the morning and exercise in the evening. This was because in the early ancient times, candles were more precious and also provided lighting that was too dark, making it easy to damage ones eyesight, so they usually didnt do any unnecessary reading after dark. Later, after he came into this world, Tyron realized that the interster people only exercised in the morning, and he quietly switched his reading and exercise time. Reading paper books itself was quite an unusual habit, but it was an activity done at home in any case, and others wouldnt suspect anything, so Tyron had kept the habit. He was very quiet when he read books. Victor liked to lie beside him in bed while reading emails and dealing with matters. After a while, Victor suddenly realized that the slight sound of turning the page had disappeared. He looked up and saw that the old antique had his head tilted back and his eyes closed, seemingly asleep. Victor thought to himself: Hed won the entertainment game beautifully, but taking down ten with one wasnt as simple as just saying it, and it must have been very tiring to n and y at the same time... Victor collected his book for him, turned off the lights, and leaned on his pillow to watch Tyron sleep. Oh, how handsome. . Victor slowly propped himself up, knelt on the bed, and reached out towards Tyrons thin lips. Tyron frowned a little but didnt move. Victor became a little more daring, using his index and middle finger to slip in between those lips. Hed just felt a little moisture when Victor suddenly felt his back being pinched. Tyron had extended his hand and wrapped it around Victors waist. His eyelids liftedzily, then closed again indifferently. Victor waited for a while and discovered that the other was only half-asleep and half-awakeCCand, that look of his just now was simply a look of encouragement! Victor was suddenly aroused andpletely unable to restrain himself. He leaned up to kiss Tyrons open lips. Tyron raised his eyelids again, his half-closed eyes looking at him as his handszily roamed his back, the way one would casually stroke an obedient domestic cat. Victor kissed his small fangs, and they were so cute that he couldnt extricate himself. The tip of his tongue rubbed against the sharp little tips, back and forthCCwhen he felt that it was too itchy, he would press more heavily, and when it hurt, he would shrink back in grievance. s, he hadnt thought about how those little fangs would feel. Those little fangs belonged to the devil, and the devil only wanted to bite down on this soft piece of meat and bully him until he cried. Tyron listened to his impulse and actually bit down on him, but his right hand that was stroking Victors back slowed down, moved downwards, and pinched the lower part of his tailbone. Victor was caught off guard, calling out in a low voice. Then, his own heart thumped: Its over. The devil narrowed his eyes in satisfaction. ...... There was a big orange on the bedroom table. A really big orange. An orange. Ch120 - Seeking Death As Usual

Chapter Ch120 - Seeking Death As Usual

trantor: xiin editor: kara The next day, the two of them prepared to pack up and move out. Many people on thepetition were packing up their things, and the second-hand market was crowded and noisy. Some stores were offering final sales in order to take advantage of the current activity. Many yers hadnt had time to go shopping until now, causing some media reporters to stalk the streets andnes, trying to find some tidbits of news and create onest wave of enthusiasm for the provincialpetition. And, they really were able to find something. This years provincialpetitions most important person, the individualpetitions champion, Odin, had taken his fiance out to y, and they were even wearing couples T-shirts! Back when the provincialpetition had begun, Odin had already been a favorite of the media. As long as there was a photo of him, the news would definitely not go unnoticed. There was really nothing easier than this, and now that hed won the championship and even proposed on the same night, half of the trending topics were still about him even though the provincialpetition was over. The reporters were really excited; they shivered in excitement and followed behind them carefully. At first, the reporters were as honest as rabbits. They didnt dare try and catch up or even hold up their cameras, and they didnt dare to directly sneak in some photosCCthe main reason for that was because Odin was too famous. It was said that he could notice a camera from exactly 200 meters away and send his killing aura through the air, scaring the photographers silly! However, this time, the reporters followed them for two blocks and saw that Odin was being led around by Victor. They realized that he wasnt giving out any killing aura after being photographed and was merely giving them indifferent nces. Later, when Victor was having too much fun and pulled on his sleeve to get his attention, Odin simply stopped turning back at all and didnt care about what the reporters did behind them. The reporters were overjoyed: What did this mean? It meant that the ban was lifted! This meant that the great demon king had acquiesced to them shooting and discussing the topic openly! This meant that Victor was indeed the queen in his pce, and not only had the great demon king proposed to the queen, but hed also confirmed his throne! Reporters: So excited that they were breathing fire through their nose.gif Victor: Clueless.jpg The two of them walked through the crowd and ignored how many fans were able to see through their disguises. If someone was bold enough toe forward and try to talk, Odin would use his iceberg killing aura to send them off. After a while, the crowd became even more bustling, and the temperature was rising. The two of them removed their coats and disyed the two bright lines of text on their T-shirts: Im Little Vics, and I am Little Vic. Tyron casually draped both coats over his arms, and with these words on his body, his iceberg War God aura suddenly became miraculously cute! Victor dragged him into small shops along the pedestrian street, stopping excitedly in front of a sugar painting shop. He insisted on crouching down in front of the stall to watch the shop owner draw... The master assassin would normally never do such an obvious (shameful) thing, but in fact, he was much more curious than VictorCC This sugar painting wasnt ordinary sugar painting. The shop owner used a special brush to spit out melted sugar molecules, and as soon as the sugar came out of the brush, it would soon solidify and be an amber-colored 3D skeleton. Then, when more sugar of different colors wasyered onto the skeleton, it became a 3D painting. After a while, the shopkeeper finished painting a Snowy Mountain at Sunrise and carefully brought over the entire tter of art to the previous guest. Victor took out some money and said, Great one! Do you paint figures, great one? Tyron knew what his intention was, and so, he casually pulled down his scarf. The shopkeepers eyes stopped on Tyrons face. His nose red, and his eyes lit up. He was dazed for a while before saying, I... I might not be able to draw it very alike... eighty or ny percent, maybe. He paused for a moment, then snuck another peek, and changed his words, Fifty or sixty percent. Victor smiled, It doesnt have to be very simr. I just have one requestCCugly! Shopkeeper: ...... Victor ced tworge bills on the table and smiled, Would you please make sugar paintings of the two of us? As ugly as you can make them. Give us a chance to make fun of each other. Tyron also felt that this child was really able to y around, and he pressed his lips together to hold back his smile. A few minutester, the shopkeeper first finished Tyrons little sugar man. Hed really scratched his head and tried to use his imagination, making the sugar mans face as big as a basin, setting his facial features askew, and giving him uneven-sized eyes. A pair of short hands were casually inserted into a bucket-like waist, and his figure looked like a round teapot with a fat stomach. Victor acted like hed found a treasure as he picked it up carefully, looking at it with loving eyes, Male god! Youre so beautiful! Youre always the most attractive person in my eyes, kiss kiss! Tyron: ...... A whileter, Victors little sugar man was also done. This time, his head was triangr, his ears crooked on his head, and his facial features squished together. His feet were spread apart like apass, and he had bulging goldfish eyes. Tyron picked it up, looked at it silently for a while, then said to the shopkeeper, You treated us differently. The shopkeeper trembled. Tyron continued, Why is he still so cute? Victor covered his face and snickered. The shopkeeper: ...... Damn it. I have to get fed dog food while doing business. Can I just admit that I lose? The angry single-dog shopkeeper raised his hand and broke the nose off of Victors face. Taking advantage of how it hadnt dried fully, he stuck it on top of Tyrons nose and said coldly, Is it ugly enough now? Victor: ...... A momentter, the husband and husband pair walked away with one little sugar man without a nose and one little sugar man with a nose as big as an egg. As they were walking, the super big nose that was actually two in one slipped down in disgrace, sliding all the way down from the Tyron sugar mans face to stop at the crotch before getting stuck again. Oh, that visual effect was too dirty. So dirty that they couldnt look on. Victors face was red as he hurriedly took it off while nobody was watching. He thought about how there was nowhere to put the sugar, so he ced it in his mouth. He tasted it and felt that it was very sweet. His tongue swept around the smooth surface, and based on the shape of his mouth, it was clear that he was sucking on the candy with great relish. Tyron, who was watching the entire process, couldnt quite stand it. His face heated slightly, and he coughed; his Adams apple bobbed, and then, he turned his eyes away as though nothing had happened. Secondster, Victor realized what hed done and almost steamed himself from the inside out. Tyron was holding his hand, and he could feel an amazing level of heat, so he led him to an ice cream shop and sat at the door to cool down. A whileter, the two of them sat in front of the big ss window to eat ice cream, and the clerk was very understanding as he ced the ice cream on top of the little sugar men. It was very sweet when eaten together. The shop opposite them was a a fan merchandise shop for same-sex couples, and there were two life-sized models ced in the prime position behind the ss. Victor felt that they were increasingly familiar the more he looked at them, and his eyes remained fixed on the models for a long time. The two models were both of adult men. One was sitting in a luxurious seat with gorgeous short, blonde hair and a haughty, joking smile on his handsome face. He wore a splendid gold and red suit, and his legs were cocked up irreverently, his hand tugging at his cor. He was like a lion whod been fed full. The other was dressed in ck and white like a deacon, his head lowered in a low-key way, his eyebrows and eyes drawn together as he allowed the other party to pull him over. However, the body beneath the simple clothing contained a dangerous power being kept back at a hairs breadth as though ready to devour the seated master fiercely at any moment. Victors young boys heart burst out as he looked at them, and he reached out his index finger to poke at Tyron beside him, saying, Its really familiar! I must have seen these fellows before, but I cant remember where from right now. The old antique, who didnt pay attention to these things and the circle associated with them, was even less likely to know who these two were. He raised his head when poked, then went back to eating his ice cream after having taken a look. After a while, the clerk from that shop across from them came over and ced two huge price tags in front of the two models. Then, he turned around and added the name tags on the way back. Victors eyes opened wide when he saw the two names: Song of Triumph. Deep Silence. The old antique had a spoonful of ice cream in his mouth that he forgot to eat. It took him a full two seconds to recover. Victor pped his hands, I remember now! Thats right, this is that CP. A big author wrote a story about mistreatment and extortion in the forums, and it left me sleepless for two nights! Old antique: ....... The interster people really knew how to y around. He couldnt adapt. How was he supposed to face those two old fellows calmly in the future??? Victor didnt realize that his old antiques world views were being strongly impacted by this culture of cuteness and corruption. When they went back home that night, he happily dug out the same work and continued to read it. Seeing that Deep Silence could no longer bear his master, Song of Triumphs fickle love and had locked his master in the cer with a pair of shackles... Victor was so excited that he couldnt restrain himself. He let out an uncontroble OohhhhCC from the bottom of his throat! How cute, how cute, Victor rolled around the bed a few times, then picked up the tablet to share it with the old antique. Tyron frowned and was unable to understand the plots origin. He reluctantly flipped through a few pages and saw a scene that Victor hadnt seen yet: Red wine y. Tyron: ...... Victor asked excitedly, How is it, how is it, isnt it good? Tyron bowed his head, flipped through another two pages, actuallying across a training scene, and then looked back up at Victor. Victor was still talking, Let me tell you, fanfiction is also really fun to read, and theres many things that can be learned from them. Lets not be prejudiced against them, alright? Tyron continued to read on silently, quickly flipping through over ten pages and looking at countless words as they flew by. Finally, the proud master had been bullied to the point where he was crying for mercyCCthe sinister servant had prepared an entire wall of props in the wine cer. The door to a whole new world opened up in front of the old antique. Mister Victor, who was searching for death, was still confused. He waved his hand, Why arent you talking? Ch121 - Meeting The Parents ˊ_>ˋ

Chapter Ch121 - Meeting The Parents @_>A

trantor: xiin editor: kara By the end of the week, the provincialpetition waspletely deserted, but the port was very busy as all kinds of berthed airships flew out into the vast universe. The port on Earth was even more bustling. Arge number of fans and journalists had gathered together to greet the expected ne, forming a spectacr crowd in one area of the port. It was a pity that theyd waited for a whole week without being able to see the most powerful champion of this years provincialpetition. Then came the news from the Third Star Province: Odin and Victor had appeared at a private port in the Third Star Province. Everyone: ...... The fans on the forum that day were like, Eh? Have they gone to meet the parents? I dont ept this!!! Why note back to Earth first? They actually went to Little Vics family first! Im angry too! My Earth District has finally produced a world-famous, beautiful, great demon king, yet as a result, he was whisked away by a shou from the Third Star Province! WuaaaaaaahCCthis is an absolutely irreconcble hatred! Tyron really had gone back to meet Victors parents. The previous time, when hed gone to the Third Star Province for the surgery, Mother Vic had gone off on a business trip by the time hed finished the operation and rehab, so they hadnt met yet. This time, after the provincialpetition had ended, there was still some time before the National Championships. No matter what, they should still go meet the parentsCCafter all, they were already engaged, and there was a sense that theyd promised to get married without parental permission. It was the first time for everything. The master assassin wasnt familiar with traditional oriental social etiquette regarding meeting the parents. He asked about it several days in advance, What do I need to prepare? What are the etiquette steps? What are the rules? Victor sat him down on the sofa, pondered for a while, and said, Actually, I dont have any experience... How could he have had experience with this? He hadnt even had time to break anyones heart before getting locked in by the old antique! The two of them looked at each other, and after a while, they went to check the inte. Victor was in charge of shopping, focusing on things that his parents liked. At the same time, he ordered, It seems that you must say that they are presents that youve pondered about for a long time before buying and then put on a well-behaved act. My mommy hates glib people the most, so she will have positive feelings towards people who sit quietly and help with housework. My father, er, my father... is difficult to please. As long as you dont lie in front of him, then whether or not he likes or dislikes you is up to luck... It even sounded hard. The master assassins brows twisted, and he fell into a thoughtful meditation. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Mother Vic snuffed out the electronic cigarette and said to Father Vic, Look at the great son youve raised. Father Vic smacked his lips and said, This kid has been skilled since he was a child. Its all inherited from me. Ah, hey, look at how he brought back a son from someone elses home. How amazing! Mother Vic: ??? Im talking about how our sons a failure. What are you talking about? Father Vics face was full of smiles. He saved the photo of Tyron that Victor had sent over into My Favorites, then walked briskly into the kitchen to prepare dinner. A whileter, the doorbell rang. Mother Vic straightened her clothes, pressed the corners of her mouth into a frown, unleashed the momentum she reserved for the battlefield, prepared for a bloodbath, and opened the door. When she opened the door, she saw an iceberg War God standing at the door with the same tense aura of preparing for battle. The two of them looked at each other across the entrance for three seconds. At the same time, the temperature dropped to below zero, and the scent of gunpowder silently filled the air. Two secondster, Victors voice chimed in from further outside the door, the sound seeming both far and near, Howe youre standing at the door? Is it my mommy who opened the door? Tyron was expressionless, Mom. Mother Vics back was covered with countless goosebumps as she replied. She was still gnashing her teeth internally, filled with the indignation of a father-inw when facing her son-inw. A few minutester, Tyron moved arge number of gifts into the room by hand. In one corner of the living room was a hill of presents over one meter high, scaring Father Vic out of the kitchen. Father Vic rubbed his hands and spoke happily, Oh, youre Tyron! Why are you so polite? What did you bring these gifts for? How about you give me an autograph instead? Mother Vic was very unhappy about the way he was acting so friendly with outsiders. Two streams of air gusted out of her nose as she spoke heavily, Yes, this is the devil who stole away your son. Victor was particrly afraid of his mothers anger. When he heard this tone, his steps immediately turned crooked. He squirmed his way behind his father and said, Ill... Ill help with the cooking. Once again, only Mother Vic and Tyron were left in the living room. Mother Vic: My son has always had a weakness for pretty faces since he was a child. Haha, his father said that he would end up enamoured with a beautiful girl outside sooner orter. Its just that we had never expected that it would end up being a pretty guy. Dont becent! My son is just attracted to your beautiful face! Tyron: Yes, the foundation of profound learning is inherited through the family. After all, both Father and Mother have good aesthetic judgement. This one sentence praised both of Victors parents. Mother Vic shifted on the sofa and crossed her legs the other way,pletely suppressing any changes in expression. Mother Vic continued, Other than being attracted to beautiful appearances, he has many problems. His attention span is short, and he wants to learn everything, but he doesnt want to settle. Hes also stubborn, and even nine bulls cant pull him back. Hes also too idealistic, wanting to pull out a de and help whenever he sees any injustice. Everything he does is too ck and white, and hell suffer losses sooner orter... Ms. Junes personality was just like this. She would seldom praise others, and most of what she said was criticism. At this time, she had an expression on her face that said My son is so terrible. What to do!?, but her eyes said the opposite, What kind of skills exactly did you use to bewitch my son?!. Tyrons expression was indifferent, and after listening to her, he replied, Yes, I know all about it. Mother Vics expression changed again, and her heart was full of anger: Imining about my son. What does that have to do with you? Is my son someone who you can disdain? Hmph! Tyron continued, I love every one of his problems, and I cant help it either. Mother Vic was suddenly spirited again. She sipped her tea proudly, her heart full of triumph. She wanted to put up a g on the roof to dere her sons victory, and when she looked at Tyron, she reluctantly started to feel that he was somewhat eptable. A whileter, the four of them gathered together at the table to eat. Victor automatically sat beside Tyron, and the two of them sat across from Mother Vic and Father Vic. Mother Vic noticed that her son had automatically divided the camps, and her heart suddenly felt jealous and sour all over again. She looked at Tyron and said, I heard that youre not good at cooking. Our Victor isnt good at it either, he grew up spoiled and pampered. It cant be that after he marries out... gets married, he wont be able to eat a nutritious meal every day, right? Tyron said, Well, Ill take care of him. Mother Vic hadnt even had time to put on a If you dare to treat him badly, I will kill you type of expression on her face when she saw Victor lean in shamelessly, his face so happy that it was like a blooming flower. Mother Vic: ...... So angry! Was it so amazing to give a show of love? My husband is beside me too. This olddy will forcibly kiss him, do you believe it?! As soon as Father Vic saw this, he knew that Ms. June was angry. He quickly served up a te of stir-fried meat with green peppers, carefully picking out the green peppers one by one and cing all the meat in Mother Vics bowl. Mother Vic had always been proud, but all the dishes that Father Vic made would be eaten, so she became angry at her bowl instead. After a while, Father Vic looked at the situation at the table. In order to help his wife vent her anger, he poured the remaining half of the green peppers into Victors bowl. Victor: ...... This mother-and-son pair had the same eating habits. They never ate green peppers, but they liked the meat that was stir-fried with green peppers. So, green peppers had been a problem as big as the world for many years. Victor: QAQ The fire at the city gate brings disaster to the fish in the pond! The gods fight, but mortals suffer! This world is so unfair! Victor had tears in his eyes and was about to bear with this disaster when a hand suddenly stretched out from beside him. Tyron quietly exchanged Victors food bowl with his own and calmly continued to eat from a bowl full of green peppers. Victor: QAQ Im so touched! Father Vic: ...... This fellow! Must marry into our family! I finally dont need to deal with all the green peppers by myself!!! Mother Vic: !!! He actually ate it! Hes willing to eat green peppers for Little Vic! It seems to be true love... After the meal, the AI robot came to clean the table. Mother Vic frowned as she smoked electronic cigarettes, suddenly wanting to reluctantly admit that these two were truly in love. However, she was too proud and would never verbally admit it. She wouldnt even loosen her expression, so she kept her bad-tempered expression as she sat on the sofa with Tyron to chat. Father Vic brought out a te of watermelon, counted the number of slices, then did an inner calction of the amount of food Mother Vic had eaten. Then, he said to Mother Vic, who was seated on the sofa, You should probably stop at seven slices today, okay? Mother Vic gnawed on the e-cigarette and grumbled, Youre micromanaging. Father Vic: Do you want to have to get up in the middle of the night? Mother Vic conceded reluctantly, Fine. Victor rushed up spontaneously and counted out seven pieces, taking away the rest, Yeah! At this time, Father Vic turned to Tyron, Lets talk on the balcony. Dont worry about this mother and son. Their IQs always decrease after eating, its hereditary, and theres no cure. Tyron stood up, and Victor looked over nervously. Father Vic: Dont worry, I wont do anything to your fiance. What kind of expression is that? Your father doesnt even have the strength to truss up a chicken and has no attack power at all. Victor thought to himself: Being partial to good looks is also an incurable gic hereditary disease! I can tell at a nce that you want an exclusively signed photo album! Mommy definitely doesnt know that youve chased 13 male stars and 27 female stars this year already... Ch122 - Long Meditation

Chapter Ch122 - Long Meditation

trantor: xiin editor: kara The starry skies of the Third Star Province were quiet and vast. It was closer to the center of the Milky Way, so the Star River in the sky seemed to break up into countless waves, shining peacefully in the sky. Father Vic and Tyron stood on the balcony. At first, they were just quiet, butter, Father Vic started up a conversation, and they talked a little about the past and present. Sometimes they simply talked about trifles at home, and sometimes they touched on social news. Father Vic had been born in the Phoenix Empire and had graduated with a degree in psychology. He didnt often use his profound knowledge to analyze a person, but this knowledge had undoubtedly be the framework and core for his thinking. He almost instinctively looked at each persons habits and personality characteristics when he met them. Fine, perhaps he was a little purposeful this time, but he was really worried that his silly son had fallen into a bottomless pit. Father Vic: @_>A Raising up a silly son really wasnt easy. However, this time, Father Vic encountered a problem that had no solution. Tyron didnt deliberately avoid or subconsciously resist being analyzed, in fact,he was very rxed and was even leaningfortably against the railing as he chatted casually with him about aimless topics. However, Tyron was also unusually mysterious. Even in the most leisurely process of self-expression, he showed no likes nor dislikes or any habits to speak of. Generally speaking, personality characteristics were like a persons fingerprints. They were innate and gradually became clearer over time as one grew. Theoretically, they werent necessarily unique, but the probability of two people in the world with identical characteristicsing into contact with each other was close to infinite, meaning it was practically impossible in reality. However, there was another kind of person who could smooth out their fingerprints for special purposes, ensuring that they didnt leave any traces of themselves behind. CCTo Father Vic, Tyron was one such person. He had no way to pinpoint, track, and analyze someone like that. Father Vic realized that all of his knowledge of Tyron hade from Victor, and the reason why Victor could understand Tyron was because Tyron allowed it. That was all. Tyron knew that Father Vic was testing him, but he hadnt purposely put up any strong defenses. Once upon a time, there were many people who had gone through very professional, very tough training in order to test out the master assassins preferences. Of course, they all went back having suffered a great defeatCCthis was very unfair, but psychology was an innate talent of the demonic race. At an age of several hundred years, Tyron had already had enough knowledge to be a doctorate professor, and after that, he had be a true master. The master assassin not turning the tables to draw out a full evaluation of Father Vic was already him deliberately restraining himself. He couldnt help itCCthis was Little Vics father. CCThis father-inw wanted to beat around the bush. Did this son-inw dare to have any opinions? Tyron spoke about the National Championships and then mentioned that he and Little Vic nned to find a suitable ce to settle down for a year. Father Vic had asked this question for the purpose of hearing whether or not Victor was in his ns for the future. After listening, he was a little relieved and asked again, Are you interested in e-sports, or are you fighting professionally? He didnt really think that Tyron was interested in fighting for personal honor, because a person who could quietly erase their fingerprints must be looking for something extraordinary. However, hed miscalcted again. Tyron replied, What I want is a ce of my own and a voice. Father Vic was surprised. He felt that the character profile hed just put together had been broken once again. Tyron spoke frankly, I know that youre profiling me. Thats not very urate. I used to walk in the dark, but I didnt serve the dark. I used to hide my name, because what should be feared wasnt a name but a powerful word. I didnt oftene out to receive glory, because that wasnt something I neededCCI served the light, so I would rather meld into the shadows of the light. There were too many metaphors in this passage. Father Vic made an approximate guess and then couldnt help but suck in a breath. He felt that he was facing an unfathomable mystery. The problem was that he didnt dare to ask further. Then, he thought of the consciousness projection operation that Tyron had undergone and even the new citizenship that he had just applied for, and suddenly, he realized that this was a terrible figure from the underworld who had abandoned the dark ande out into the light!! In fact, the Chaoyang Alliance hadnt been in existence for very long, and there were full star regions that were still autonomous. With Mother Vics political identity, they often came into contact with some unspeakable characters. Such people... werepletely in line with the character profile that Father Vic had created! And, they were also aplete fit with the feature of having no fingerprints! This was endlessly shocking. Thrilling ck bridges were being linked together in Father Vics mindCCand to some extent, he was indeed correct. Father Vic couldnt help but ask, Are you sure that you dont n to go back to your previous... work? Tyron thought about it and replied easily, Now? I want to support the family. Victor is a very idealistic child. He changes the world wherever he goes, and hes the light that I look towards, so Im willing to fight for him to have more say in the world. Father Vic: ...... So, had our familys Little Vic identally saved all living creatures from torment and brought back some sort of scary person? Tyron had a smile in his eyes as he continued, Victor is the driving force behind my current work. Before meeting him, I never felt that anything I did was worthy of admiration. After meeting him, I began to want to achieve the highest honor. Except for him, Ive never felt happy receiving admiration from anyone, but after epting him, I have never regretted it for a second. In order to see such dedicated worship and admiration, he would like to continue to y through the National Championships and bring the trophy back to Victor. The two of them continued to chat on the balcony for a while, but this time, it was Father Vic who deliberately avoided topics rting to the past. Tyron then told his father-inw that he needed ten days to meditate thoroughly and quietly. Father Vic expressed that he was in total agreement! He was also a supporter of this theory. He felt that before making a major decision in life, one had to have at least thought it through thoroughly. His ideas coincided with the elves way of thinking. Tyron didnt exin further and went back inside with him. However, Victor was extremely unhappy when he heard this news! Victor: Why? Daddy, what did you do!? Father Vic: ...... This time, it wasnt me! Victors eyes were full of grievance as heined silently: I know it was you! Dad, youre the darkest person in our family. You y with peoples hearts, and you study psychology. Splitting up for ten days to meditateCCit sounds like your style!! You must have forced my old antique into doing this! Father Vic stared at his own son with eyes that were even more aggrieved than his: Your fiances skills are way higher than mine!! Really! Its true! Your dad is the one who needsforting! Victors gaze turned doubtful: I, dont, believe, it! My old antique is like a white lotus flower on a snowy mountain. Hes the most lovely and pure one! Father Vic fell silent for a while. He swallowed his tears back into his stomach and shouldered this me, Theres nothing else to be said about it! You two will separate for ten days. Ten days was actually quite short. Tyron sat quietly indoors, asionally going out for a walk. Like hed been in the past millennium, he was a very resilient, powerful, and cold-blooded man. After just three days, he had returned to the state hed been a few years ago. He was cold, silent, and perfectly integrated into the crowd. As long as he didnt want them to, nobody could find his brilliance; nobody could get close to him or understand him. He could go on living like this for a lifetime; he could even hypnotize himself and forget that he had ever met Victor. He didnt need more glory; such a thing was just like petals falling on hispel to him. It was just a beautiful thing that had happened to him. Having no wants and desires, this was a powerful part of him. ...... However, ten dayster, Tyron returned to Victors house. He had decided to treat himself better, because after ten days had passed, he realized that he hadnt smiled at all over the past ten days. CCIt was too miserable, especiallypared to the previous times when he and Victor had both shown their love to each other. It was simply so lonely that it made people feel like they wanted to cry inpassion. The door was opened by a haggard-looking Father Vic. Tyron said, Im here to pick up Victor. He looked inside and saw an equally haggard-looking Mother Vic smoking an e-cigarette. Her tone was full of the vicissitudes of life, Quickly take your fiance away! Take him away! The master assassins expression was dazed. He saw that the walls, tables, and ceiling in the living room were covered in calction paper. His Vic flew out of the bedroom in an instant and crashed into his arms. Father Vics face was a little green as he waved his hand and said, Take, take him away... Dont bring him back... Tyron thought to himself, what exactly had happened here? Could it be that Victor had been more lonely than hed been over the past ten days? Victor was jumping and bouncing around as he exined what had happened on the way back. Over the ten days, Victor had done a whole set of research to tell his parents why having a betrothed couple be together every day was the best for society. During this period, he used theoretical modeling, market research, data analysis, logical reasoning, process simtion, and other methods to support his statement. He used three supeputers and two advanced AIs, the totalputing power exceeding a trillion hertz, then used images, videos, newspapers, and so on to report the findings three times over. At the beginning, Father Vic and Mother Vic were stillughing, Ah, our family has produced a little bookworm. They found it amusing as they waited for Victors reports. While listening to the report for the first time, they had already turned numb halfway through. After they finished listening to it, they had confused expressions on their faces: Why did it sound so reasonable? Was this an expert-level persuasion ability? After listening to it the second time, the two of them were already smoking electronic cigarettes together. They fell into a big confusion over life: Who agreed that this son of theirs would go back to study three degrees? By the time Victor started on making the report a third timeCCan even more detailed and viable versionCC Father Vic and Mother Vic were already paralyzed on the sofa, feeling that their souls would fly out of their mouths at any second. At the end of the day, the two elders were constantly waiting for Tyron to appear. They felt that they could already speak out on countless perfect reasons for why a husband and husband pair being together every day was good for society... They had already gained a solid foundation on this subject. They fully admired this perfect set of academic theories and also hoped that Tyron would take their son away as soon as possibleCCthere was no need to send him back!! Ch123 - Get A Certificate, Take A Holiday

Chapter Ch123 - Get A Certificate, Take A Holiday

trantor: xiin editor: kara After they went home, everything was as usual. Victor ran to the government of the Third Star Province and obtained a form. In the evening, while Tyron was reading, Victor handed it to him to sign. Tyrons eyes swept over it for ten seconds, and then, he signed his name. Victor no longer concerned himself with the paper anymore. He picked it up extremely naturally and leaned in to kiss Tyron, then spoke with a smile, Are you taking advantage of how theres still time before the National Championships to bezy? Tyron turned the page of his book and asked, Do you want to go somewhere to y? Victor pondered this for a long time, then said, How about going on vacation on the back of a space ray? Tyron said, The vagrant who goes wherever he wants? He was repeating the name of a famous holiday project. A space ray was a type of supersized cosmic creature that always floated in space either alone or with a family. Its wingspan could reach the size of a ster system, and it mainly lived by devourings. It was one of thergest creatures in the world, and because of its veryrge size, a vast number of small creatures could live on its back. Some people liked to take vacations on their backs as there was a sense of mystery about drifting along without knowing where they were going. Additionally, this particr space ray called Green Dumpling actually had a high IQ and a very good personality. Some people said that this was because he was born in the Phoenix Empire. However, due to hisrge size, and the way the speed of information transmission in the space rays body was only at 99% of the speed of light, its neural responses and thinking were super, super, super slow. For example,st month, two couples had taken a vacation on the space ray and told him a joke. He took 10 full days to process the joke, thenugh from the front of his body to the back over the course of the next ten days (his size was too big, and the people up on the surface were unable to feel the turbulence), then take another ten days to reply: I... wish... you... guys... a... hundred... years... of... happiness... together... Everyone expressed: One word every two days made the listeners anxious enough to die. The next day, the two of them were nning to leave in a spaceship, but they had to first hand in the form before they left. Because of this extra errand and the fact that they were in a rush, they had to get up very early that day, basically in the early hours of the morning. Victor felt that hed only just fallen asleep with much difficulty when the rm clock started to ring. After a while, Tyron handed in the form alone, and he heard the staff say, Im sorry, but we need to take photos. Can you please wake your husband up? Tyron spoke the words, Open your eyes, into Victors ear, and thetter struggled to open up his pair of blue eyes, most of his body leaning against Tyron. The two of them were caught on camera just like that, and it became the official photo on their certificate. Tyron picked up the two pieces of paper, then left slowly with Victor on his back again. Victor sleptfortably against his strong, broad back and barely kept from leaving saliva on his cor. He woke up a long timeter and asked, Where are we going now? Tyron said, Little muddle-head, Im thinking about whether to sell you off to dig coal or move bricks... He hadnt finished speaking when Victor bit gently on his earlobe, nibbling before falling back into a daze, speaking vaguely, Dont go dig coal, turning ck from the digging is no good. Moving bricks is better, the industry standard is 20 credits for one thousand bricks. One year of moving bricks is enough to reach the target. 60 credits for three thousand bricks a day, and 50 credits can be used for dinner. Making potato pies for you is cheap, taking care of you is easy... Hed really calcted it. Tyron found it amusing as he listened and asked, How will we eat when the target isnt met? Not up to standard... Victor was confused for a while. He slept for a few seconds, then woke up again. He had actually still remembered this matter and thought about it before saying, If its only ten or so credits, then we cant get up early in the morning. Well be hungry without breakfast, but you can buy a rice box and two big steamed buns for lunch, leaving the steamed buns for evening... This little fool had been born with a golden spoon in his mouth. When would he have thought about moving bricks? Tyron thought about it, then remembered that Victor had spent a long time studying the history of the Earth District. It was likely that hed done more than a few rounds through the city markets. This child, Victor, was a typical case of one who hadnt yet lived for one hundred years, yet often worried about one thousand years. It seemed that nothing was irrelevant to him in this world. He had stood up for an e-sportspetitor when they had suffered injustice, stepping up to fight awsuit. He saw a frencer suffer from piracy, so hed stood up and built up a new tform and system. He saw several unfair status quos in the industry, so hed gone to understand, put himself on the ground, and then think about how to change the situation. The two of them went back by car. Tyron was like a child-trafficking old bandit as he picked up Victor and boarded the spaceship, departing as soon as the destination was set. Victor slowly woke up bit by bit but was still reluctant to walk, sitting on the ships scooter to creep into the kitchen and bake biscuits to eat. The two of them spent a few days on the private spaceship. They passed their days in a veryzy manner, spending over ten hours a day in bed. Even Tyron, this old monster, didnt fully watch his weight. When they had arrived on the back of the space ray, they had only just started their official holiday when he discovered that hed gained two pounds, though his muscle and fat content was still perfect. Youve led me astray, the old monster said to Victor. Victor pondered it for a while andined even more bitterly, Its you who has led me astray. I havent done any math problems for over a week. I dont have any interest in research and have no thoughts on any new subjects. My brain is full of yellowspicy chicken every day... Tyron asked, Do you want to eat spicy chicken today? Victor said, Yes, yes. After a while, both of them thought about what theyd just talked about to no avail. Victor, whose IQ had also dropped by two percent, turned on the TV and said, Oh, doesnt matter. Today, theres a very good show on. Tyron came back to join him, but in order to show that he was paying attention to the weight problem, he did push-ups while watching the show. The show was a program about aces in the e-sports arena. It was called E-sports Focus and was a highly professional yet approachable entertainment program. While the standard was high, the release frequency was low, and each episode required over three months to make. This episode was the first one toe out after the provincialpetition. It was divided into three segments, and within each segment were a research team and a group of expert consultants along with a professional host. The first segment was about the results theyde up with. It was a list of 2017s A-League contestants awareness level ranking, in which Odin from the Earth District in the Second Star Province had been ranked 1st, his name twice as big as the yers that came after him. The host came out and began to analyze in detail what strategic awareness was in e-sports. The first example and demonstration was Odin. An expert, who specialized in this field, appeared on the screen and analyzed a ssic game of his choice in detailCCOdin vs Geng Chen. He chattered on about what the difference in Odin and Geng Chens tactics had been, why theyd made the choices they had, how they had achieved their strategic goals, and why Odin had won so easily... At the end, he concluded that Odins strategic awareness was at least at the provincial level, and the entire process had been a one-sided crushing of his opponent. The contestant, Odin, was born for this profession. Another expert pushed up his sses and pushed out a very professional chart, This data shows that in every game, Odin will umte a strategic advantage of at least five percent in the first ten seconds. Some matches end very fast, so this point is not obvious in the eyes ofymen, but in summary, it must be intentional. Suppose in a situation where thepetition time exceeds a certain period of time, then these umted strategic advantages would snowball... And, so on. In the middle of the show, Victor became very energetic. He poked Tyron, who was doing push-ups beside him and said, Look, they all think that youre a great demon king. The master made a sound of acknowledgement, and he thought proudly inside that if, as a half-demon whod lived for so many years, he had been unable to y out a strategy to beat this group of human cubs, he might as well have smashed himself to death headfirst on Victors body. Towards the end of the program, they released the Easter eggs of the episodeCCa lot of interesting summary reports. One of the most striking was an A-League contestant questionnaire, in which there was a question: Which yer do you want to meet the least in a game? 89% of the answers contained the word, Odin. And, there was another question, What do you think is the most challenging thing in e-sports today? amongst which there was an anonymous professional yer who said, As you know, the Star Leagues difficulty levels are arranged in this way: Paradise < Simple < Normal < Difficult < Nightmare < Hell < [Tyron Odin]. Moverover, ording to these iplete statistics, the number of online, registered assassins in the Second Star Province had increased by an astonishing 10% whenpared to the same periodst year. Dont underestimate the number as this meant that almost all new entrants into e-sports this year had chosen the assassin profession. Or, it could mean that tens of millions of people had run off to change their professions to assassin. After watching the final report, Victor sent out the same question as other fans, Why is there no ranking for appearance!? Unhappy! The great demon king clearly has another number one spot! Its another crushing win! These unhappy fans stirred up a fuss on the forums. They held a vote: Who will be the number one assassin in this years e-sports world (and gain the title King of Assassins)? Odin or VanticoCC They would pull out everyone who named Vantico and kill them! As an equally unhappy fan, Victor could at least y with the real great demon king. He crawled over to sit on Tyron, pinching his muscles everywhere. Tyron continued to do his push-ups with this child on his back, his face expressionless as he moved up and down. The great demon king decided to do more exercise today. For example, he could ** his fans and help his little fan, Victor, exercise together. ...... This kind of depraved life continued until the notice came out that the time for the National Championships had been confirmed. At this time, the husband-and-husband pair had already flown 18,000 miles on the back of this wandering space ray and had almost broken through the sky line of the Third Star Province. When Victor finally turned his mobile phone back on, the first message he received was, Wee to the Fifth Star Province. Ch124 - National Championships Opening

Chapter Ch124 - National Championships Opening

trantor: xiin editor: kara The rules for the National Championships were always veryplicated. The main reason for thisplexity was rted to the limited resources, making it so that the time for the National Championships was difficult to lock in. There were six and a half Star Regions in the Chaoyang Alliance. From the most central to the most remote areas was a distance of tens of thousands of light years. To hold an Alliance-wide event, first of all, yers needed to be informed prior so that they could try their best to arrive at the venue on-time. This could only be done by means of folding space, which wasnt considered difficult. What was difficult was that the yers who couldnt be there and the big spenders who spent a lot of money to watch the live broadcast needed to be provided with a super light channel for a month to ensure that data could be delivered and exchanged in real time. As for the viewers who had no money to buy the live broadcast, the best situation for them was to hope that a broadcast station in their Star District would buy the rights to broadcast it, then spend money to set up their own channels so that their Star District could receive the data within 2-48 hours. The worst situation was that they had no money support from the government, so they could only use the conventional optical information channel.s that were two light years away via the information channel would only be able to see the first tournament two yearster... It was really something to make those who heard it break down in tears. The ultra-light speed channel was semi-military, and the A-League needed to apply with the highest levels of the Alliance every year. This year, theyd managed to snag the time between two military performances with much difficulty and were able to receive 65% of the resources for civilian use for one month. Out of that 65% given for civilian use, the A-League had spent a significant amount of wealth to buy 79% of it, then immediately informed the entire leagues e-sports circleCC This years National Championships were to be held on February 14! The impact of this news was amazing. In a sh, the traffic and activity in all regions of the Alliance increased by a small margin, and construction for thepetition venue contracted by the A-league immediately began. A multi-trillion level industrial chain began to rumble into action. At this time, the two of them had already been on vacation for a very long time and now had to run back to the Second Star Province. Now, they had two options: First was to run to the ultra-light transfer station topete with a virtual image. The A-League would provide ultra-light speed connections for the contestants free of charge. Second was to go a little further and head directly to the real national arena. Needless to say, Victor wagged his tail and made the decision for them, then happily followed Tyron to the National Championships ArenaCC The A-League was very willing to spend. This year, they were holding the National Championships on an asteroid. Yes, a man-made asteroid! It certainly wasnt solid at the core. It was actually a hollow, spherical space station, but it wasmonly known as an artificial. It was about half the size of Earth and was like a hollow ping-pong ball floating in space. Because it was hollow, it had no gravity. The centrifugal force formed from its rotation provided artificial gravity equal to Earths gravity. When the time came, the audience would walk around in the inneryer of the ping-pong shell like hamsters running in their wheels. When they looked up, they would see another group of audience members walking on the ceiling. The contestants stage would be in the center of the, and the virtual reality equipment would ensure that everyone could see the front of the stage when they looked up. Of course, in fact, the audience wasnt really looking up. Theyid directly on their seats facing the stage, watching the live broadcast while lying there and sleeping when they wanted to. It was incrediblyfortable. Tyron held a card between two fingers, waved his hand, and flicked it into Victors chest pocket. Rtive seating. Tyron said, Theyve already given you a position on the equator. The two of them travelled through the ultra-light speed channel and arrived in theary orbit for the A-League venue in less than ten days. The huge table tennis ball was iid in gold and white. The two colors outlined the differenttitudes and rotated around the central axis at different angr speeds. There were already 16 orbital stations around the outside of the. In one of the orbital stations, the two of them disembarked and entered the interior of the artificial via the spacecraft provided by the A-League. The spacecraft adjusted its angle as it neared the. From the inside out, the scenery was magnificent and splendid. For a moment, it seemed like they were passing through the endless Milky Way with other countless ships like tiny coral insects floating in the deep sea. Another moment, it was a bright blue star, and the AI automatically closed the light film and turned on a strong ckout curtain over the airship window. A whileter, the man-made gilded in gold rose up from outside the window. The shell of the artificial was a perfect sphere with only two points at the north and south poles. Two holes had been purposely made on the surface out of transparent, anti-reflective material. Victor asked the staff curiously, What are the two transparent holes in the north and south poles for? The staff blinked their eyes, Secret. Victor and Tyron managed to make it in time for the National Championships opening ceremony and saw the secret to the north and south poles on the very same day. When all the superstars all stood at the center of the stage and moved freely in the weightless space like mermaids, countless audience membersid in their seats along the shell of the artificial, shouting and cheering. Through the microphone, a pop sound could be heard. The lights over the entire suddenly disappeared at this moment! At the same time, the darkened man-made rotated just right and revolved to the perfect angle to allow the light from the stars around it to shine directly from the outside of the spherical shell into the insideCC This beam of light streamed in straight from the north pole, moving through the dark at a speed visible to the naked eye, and connected directly to the photosensitive equipment at the center of the! In that instant, it was like the marbles had been pushed to the final switch, electric power surging through numerous parallel circuits. This artificial, brilliant division line of yin and yang, morning and dusk, ran east from the original meridian of the until it returned back to the starting point like a ck curtain pulled open by the invisible hand of God, finally lighting up all the gorgeous fireworks! On the holographic stage, gilded gold text appeared as the hosts voice announced the official opening of the 1170th National E-sports A-League Championships of the Chaoyang Alliance! The cheering came back in a sh, and the entire audience was shouting. The light from the stars travelled straight through the central axis of the artificial. After all the lights came on again, it shot urately into the south pole, then continued on into boundless space without turning back. It would remain this eye-catching until the end of the opening ceremony, when the perfect angle waspletely staggered, and the light would disappear. The programs on the stage had already begun. The carnival before the National Championships wouldst for three days and three nights. Tyron and Victor got up from their positions, put on the virtual-reality-assisted sses, and rose up from the goldentitude track for the audience to the white track that represented the lounge area. It was crowded with people, and everyone was reveling in excitement. Above them, the other side of the was also buzzing with activity, colorful lights weaving into dizzying carpets. Victor took Tyron to the most famous ce in the National Championships venue for a group photo. This is the Kings seat! Victor said. Because there were so many people around them, he had to shout to be heard, Come and take a photo! Send out two status messages! Otherwise, well havee in vain! The so-called Kings seat was actually a ce that featured all 64 contestants in the National ChampionshipsCCexcept for the gold-tiered contestants whod already obtained the qualification to remain in thepetition, the rest were all silver-tiered contestants from the three recent provincialpetitions. Their virtual images were stored on a base half a meter high and then disyed within the huge hall. After the National Championships began, the bases would be turned on, and virtual images would appear instantly, bing two-meter-tall giants that lined both sides of the hall. Tourists could go from beginning to end, down the passage to observe the erged images of each yer and their deeds disyed below. In front of each image was a small exhibition cab with several items that had been donated by the contestants. In the middle of the National Championships and after the end of thepetition, a charity auction would be held, and proceeds from the auction would go to several e-sports public welfare funds. Other than this Kings seat passage, there were also positions for retired yers and outstanding contributors to the e-sports circle in another location. That ce was called the White House of E-Sports, and all the people who were there could be said to have names that thundered throughout the world. No matter where or when the A-League National Championships were held, this hall had to be the first thing built. Tyron was the provincialpetition champion of the Second Star Province, so he was second in the silver-tiered group and stood there facing the entrance of the hall. Back then, the A-League had asked him for a virtual image, and hed been very unhappy as he stood there with his arms over his chest for a long time. The professional photographer had led Victor aside to discuss, Can you please ask Lord Four to move a little? Maybe pose a little? Were going to have to take at least ten seconds of movement... Victor whispered, Does he have to move? I think hes shy. The photographer wanted to cry but had no tears as he said, Hes already wearing his hood! Please, have Lord Four wear the wings. The sponsors have spent hundreds of thousands on customized wings and only want him to fly for five seconds, going from standing to flight and back againCCnothing else! We really cant do any less! Tyron looked disgusted: Were wings worth making such a fuss over? Superficial human beings. The master assassin was very proud. It didnt matter if they shot him while he was ying but to bend over for the sake of the audiences special request? CCNo way, get lost. Later, Victor had coaxed Lord Four for a long timeCCfor some reason, the photographer felt that it had been more coaxing than acting spoiledCCand Lord Four had finally rxed and acquiesced. The iconography master had almost hugged Victors thigh and wailed in joy. Finally, at the end of the image capturing, the photographer was very dedicated to his task and had raised up the wind blower! The aura of this reluctant War God was very shocking. The wind had blown his cape so that it fluttered in the air, and when his wings had pped calmly, his entire person had looked like an angel waiting to ughter. At the moment when hended, there had been a kind of domineering aura of being the king of the world. Then, it had been very clear that Lord Four had been very dissatisfied with the appearance of this unexpected wind blower and walked out of range of the image capture directly, leaving without looking back. CCThere was no ending! The action capture hadnt ended! The image capture photographer had be petrified on the spot, two wide streams of tears meandering down his cheeks. All the way until the special effects director came up with an idea, How about we do a special effect and have him directly be ck feathers that dissipate into the air? ...... The final result was that the audit and handling staff were eager about stealing a copy of the holographic dynamic image to take home. Finally, the image of Odin was the first one ced near the entrance. As a result, the onlookers first desperately tried to squeeze further inside, looking up towards the War Gods face from the bottom up, and even tried to pluck the feathersCCand then, the entrance waspletely blocked, and the E-sports White House nearly came to a standstill due to a traffic jam. Ch125 - Familiar People

Chapter Ch125 - Familiar People

trantor: xiin editor: kara The first day of the opening ceremony for the National Championships was an official event. It was brilliant yet steady and ended with a dignified group aircraft performance. ording to convention, there would be two performancepetitions held the next day, along with some other programs to fill in the time. This years performance was quite innovative. Many audience membersughed and said, This is simply full of malice! Its definitely a New Years gift for single dogs! In the first match, theyd chosen an old husband-and-wife pair as the two contestantsCCit just so happened that they had also proposed during a certain provincialpetition. As a result, it could be imagined that the champion had been beaten up one-sidedly yet hadnt dared to fight back, and at the end, he had been killed off by his wife with a smile on his face. Tyron thought to himself, The husband is weak and humiliates his country, tsk, while he brought out drinks and popcorn and set them up by Victors hand. The two of themid there in the exclusive seats, and Tyron said, Theres ice inside. Drink slowly. The second performancepetition had the e-sportspetitors ying in mecha armor. Due to the particrs of the space, as long as the gravity device was removed from the middle of the artificial, and the ion protection film was opened up for the audience, the two mechas could fight directly in space. The problem was that these mecha armors werent ordinary ones but beast types... The contestants were ordinary e-sportspetitors whod never participated in operating and using mecha before. Yes, the two yers had been all over the ce and almost broke down until one of them finally ended up being knocked overCCat first, it had just been a slow backwards somersault. Later, the yer had wanted to stop, but they couldnt control the speed, and instead, they had ended up soaring in a straight line, turning into a rocket that flipped wildly while racing around the field. Victorughed until he couldnt anymore, almost curled up into a ball fromughter. By his side, instead ofughing though, Tyron was looking at the mecha with a serious expression as he pondered: How could he fight this thing? It looked like a steel demon summoned by a wizard. Was its weakness where the core was? The master assassin was already going through the horror scene of dismantling the mecha by hand when he suddenly heard Victorughing nearby, Fortunately, they didnt vote for you to participate in a mecha gamest time! Its really hard to learn, let me tell you, usually one has to have a doctorate before they can really use it. Im afraid you would really suffer... Tyron: ...... The image in Tyrons mind suddenly turned into an old antique seated high up, being torn down. Two secondster, Tyron pursed his lips, the arc of his chin turning tense. At the end of the performance match, the next show on the schedule was an underwear show. Countless beautiful models swam upstream on the weightless stage, their curved figures perfectly outlining the sexiness of the human body with their actions. Victor said, Its really at the limits this year... Fortunately, Im not straight. Tyron said, Alright, buy one and put it in the kitchen. You wont need to buy vinegar for 100 years. Victor raged, ... Are you looking down on me? A hundred years is too short! Tyron: ...... The two of them were still talking when the camera that linked to the screen overhead shook and aimed directly at them. Not only did petals float on the screen, but there was also a love wreath surrounding themCCthis was another A-League tradition. The two people targeted by the love camera needed to kiss and show their love to tens of millions of viewers on the scene. The old antique hesitated. Victors inner heart was crying out, Hes shy!! Hes really shy!! He was overjoyed and seized the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to flip over, throwing himself directly at Tyron and giving him a kiss. Tyron: ...... Victor: ...... Hed pounced over too fiercely, and theyd smashed their lips together painfully. The fans: KisssCCCCC This sound was so powerful that there was a big wave of sound covering every corner of thes surface. Victor thought to himself happily: They must have noticed my gong side. He flipped over to look at the public screen only to find that the audience was expressing, Its a fiery-hot riding position! We like it! Little Vic is so proactive, directly sending himself over to be hugged. I already took a photo of the moment when the great demon kings dragon heart was full of joy!! So envious that I want to cry, I also want an Odin who lies there waiting to be attacked... Victor: ...... The first beauty of e-sports, Odin had been caught by the love camera. The wave of excitement brought about by Odin hadnt yet receded when the camera immediately went to capture another character. They saw Vantico and a beautiful woman with a hot figure captured on the screen at the same time. The beautiful woman was surprised after realizing that she was next to Vantico, but her response was quick as she pulled down his sunsses. Vantico raised up his foot in horror and instinctively kicked the beauty away. Then, the back figure of Old Friend could be seen as he walked into the camera, pressing Vantico down for a kiss. Everyone: .... Kiss! Who was this? They couldnt see the face! The camera soon flew off, but the four people who had been captured by the camera discovered that they were seated very close together. Vantico soon came over and took the initiative to provoke the master assassin, So, we meet at the National Championships. Dont think that just because your luck was good, and you won a championship, it means that you canCC Tyron flicked a kernel of popcorn with his index finger, hitting the middle of Vanticos knee tendon. Vantico was walking, but this action instantly caused a knee-jerk reaction. He almost stumbled on his left foot and fell on his right but was fortunately able to support himself with his hand, instinctively falling into a stress fight position. Tyron leaned leisurely back into his seat and didnt wait for Vantico to explode before taking the initiative to speak first, Who is your teacher? Vanticos words were choked back. You havent finished training, yet youre so eager to implement all your skills in the virtual arena? Tyron spoke coldly and casually, So weak that you cant even hold up against the wind. Get lost. The corner of Vanticos lips twitched, and he wanted to continue acting recklessly, but the shock hed gotten just now wasnt small. After holding back for a long time, he finally controlled himself and quietly got lost. Victor was very surprised as he asked, What did you mean just now? The master assassin didnt take it seriously at all and continued to eat popcorn as he exined, This cub has made rapid progress, but its not umted strength. Its the progress thats made by being constantly instilled with knowledge. The skills are enough for targeted use, but unfortunately, he hasnt practiced hard enough in reality, and he became timid when it was exposed just now. Victor heard the words, this cub, and almostughed! He knew that the old antique regarded younger assassins as his juniors, but he hadnt felt it so intuitively... Victor: OvO He felt that his seniority level was rapidly advancing?! After that, there were no more idents. They watched the performances for the opening ceremony, then went back to roughly skim over the news. At the end of the opening ceremony, thepetition for the top 32 would be held. Because Tyron had been the champion for the provincialpetition, he didnt need to participate in this round and could simply wait for the next round. AIs were responsible for overseeing the rules for the National Championships, and this part wasmonly known as the loser rankings, where after two matches, the winner would go up to y against someone with a higher position in the next round while the loser continued to fight in the current round, yers slowly fluctuating up and down until their final positions were determined. Generally, yers below the top 30 needed to y over 10 matches in order to have their positions determined while yers in the top 10 were resolved quickly and could rush into the championship matches like rockets. So, generally speaking, the national rankings were rtively stable, and there was no yer who would suddenly drop. The fans from the Earth District were also very relieved. They hoped that Lord Four could rank high enough in this first championship to gain honor for the Earth District and make it so that it wasnt only Vantico who participated in the National Championships. Odins personal website had been filled with numerous blessings from many people, including previous opponents like Flower Blower and Tower, teammates from the Seven Kills team, who had cooperated with him for a period of time, the coach and the staff, and other countless strangers. When they were free, Victor would apany Tyron and go to see the variouspetitors one by one. Unexpectedly, they encountered an old acquaintance very soon. The card summoner, Kiss of the Goddess, had also fought his way in. His current round was his qualifier for re-entering the top 32. He was an old, well-known yer, but he wasnt always able to enter the top 32, so there was still some suspense. What was amazing was that this fellow was still doing his live broadcasts. Hed led his live stream audience all the way through the opening ceremony of the National Championships and could be considered as the most dedicated male anchor among the professional yers in e-sports. That evening, he shared his thoughts on the stream, expressing, Ah, I hate ying matches. Not only am I unable to use an alt ount to abuse newbies over and over, but also the opponents I run into are more and more abnormal. Any carelessness and I might encounter a Time Travel or a Vantico, and they might suppress me to death, and I can only wait to be beaten like a fool... This year, theres also the great demon king, Odin... Fans: Youre going to die young! The Emperor of Luck is going to reverse-g! Victor found it interesting and paid attention to it. As a result, the Goddess met a profession that he was naturally advantageous against and won easily, jumping into the top 32. The Goddess then went to live broadcast to express, I feel that my luck this year is pretty good. If I can get another natural advantage, that would be great, and then, I can challenge the highest ranking Ive ever had in my career. Fans: Youre going to die young! The Emperor of Luck is socent that hes putting that g up high! ...... And then, the draw results for the second round soon came out: Assassin, Odin, Earth District vs Card Summoner, Kiss of the Goddess, Lizard District. Victor: ...... Goddess: ...... Everyone: ...... The Emperor of Luck, whod held up a g, had indeed gotten a natural advantage, but it wasnt he who had the advantage, but rather, someone else had an advantage over him. The Goddess instantly went crazy, Odin! How could it be Odin!? Some fans asked, Isnt Odin the new champion from the Second Star Province? Why is the Goddess being like this before the game even starts? Other fans automatically replied, Go look up X month X days live broadcast. Youll see the Goddess crying and calling for Daddy... The Goddess had an expression of This world hates me on his face. He set his chin on the table and looked at the live camera, I choose death... Ch126 - National Competition - Card Summoner

Chapter Ch126 - National Competition C Card Summoner

trantor: xiin editor: kara Goddess had died too early. By the time he was standing on the court and saw Odin in person right in front of him, he wanted to die again. Goddess: I originally hadnt believed in the rumor that he had been an agent, but after seeing the real persons aura... Motherf*cker, Ill punch anyone who doesnt believe it. Speaking of which, this was quite an interesting thing; most e-sports yers had a unique temperamentCCthe temperament of a special type of character who could hole up in their rooms and eat nutrition meals every day, staying indoors all year without it turning into a problem. Their only physiological need was to have an inte connection, and their virtual training made them into proud killers, death warriors, and fighters. However, for these yers who could make it to the National Championships level, their temperament became closer to that of their virtual image. Their actions, mannerisms, behaviors, and thinking were all highly in line with the professional characteristics of the character they used all the time. For example, Goddess was a professional card summoner, who was also an Emperor of Europe. He looked very ordinary, but he was very cheerful; it was obvious at a nce that he liked tough, and he had the rich second-generation temperament of one who lived a good life. In the words of fans: the boys who liked tough all had good luckCCbecause those who had bad luck had already turned into bitter melons a long time ago. How could theyugh? So this time, in this match between Goddess and Odin, he really couldntugh. Contestant Odin really didnt like tough, but nobody evaluated his luck. First, he was so strong that there was no need to even think about luck. Secondly, he was so good-looking that nobody cared if he smiled or not. As a matter of fact, when he stood there on the stage for the National Championships, there was no dead corner in the stage lighting. It showed off the delicate texture of his skin, the cold outlines, and elegant arcs of every inch of his face... The audience basically all lost their minds. The audience: Where is this? Who am I? At this time, thementators for the match had turned on their mics. This pair ofmentators was a more conventional pairing. A retired master focused on exining the tactics, and hismentary was supplemented by another young man who had quick reactions. It was no longer necessary for thementary at the national level to exin the characteristics of the yers. At this level, each yers official website was directly posted up on both sides of the big screen. Looking at the official website, one could see theirpetition history and fighting characteristics, and more importantly, most of them didnt even need to show their resume at all. As soon as they appeared on the stage, the entire audience was already familiar with their brilliant deeds. At this time, thementators were saying, This match is Kiss of the Goddess vs Odin. Its said that Odin had yed against the Goddess in a singles game when he was on his honeymoon in the Third Star Province. At the time, the recording of that live broadcast had been very popr. Thementators were able to directly rte the history between the two yers prior to the match, showing that they had really done their homework beforehand. Sure enough, the othermentator followed up with, The match result was that Odin had won. After the two of them dealt with the summoned creature together, Goddess lost his fighting spirit. The two yers are shaking hands on the stage. It can be seen that Goddess is very appreciative of Odin... This word appreciation was used due to seniority. Goddess could be regarded as an old yer, whod yed several rounds in the National Championships before. Giving the senior yers more respect was one of the hidden rules in the circle. However, what thementators didnt know was that Goddess had actually spoken with a sad face while shaking hands, Can you be a little merciful? Tyron shook hands while looking him over. The master assassin had the ability to always recognize a person. However, his entire impression of Goddess, who had once been an opponent of his, was: It had felt great fighting that fire demon... CCThe map was Rocs back. Commentators: Reality is always full of amazing coincidences. Last time the two contestants had fought each other, it had also been this randomly drawn map. I wonder what the oue of todays National match will be: Will Odin continue to be an undefeated myth, or will Goddess turn things around? While they spoke, the two contestants were soon transferred to the map. During the countdown, Goddesss face turned pale. After hosting live streams for so long, he instinctively spoke what he was thinking out loud: The feathers are mine, feathers are mine, feathers are mine... After the system amplified the sound, the audience and thementators could roughly make out his words. Thementator said, After getting the feathers, Contestant Odin really bes invincible. Instead of thinking about how to resist a winged War God, its better to first eliminate this possibility. Goddesss idea is very orthodox. After a casual conversation, the countdown was over. At this moment, the first randomly dropped feather appeared on the Rocs back. Right at Goddesss feet! Goddess practically didnt have to move to get it. He simply raised his foot and absorbed the feather! Thementator: ... This is extremely good luck. Odin was unable to obtain the first feather! Odin decisively went into stealth. At this time, Goddess is drawing his first set of cardsCC The first draw would give him four cards. A pair of illusory wings had just appeared behind Goddess when a gold hand shed in the air. He threw out three of the cards he had held in his hand right away: Summon the little devil (A demonic creature capable of detecting invisibility and fighting for him). Ice shield. Thiefs Wisdom! (Two additional cards can be drawn in the next draw.) The public screen: @#%! #%! me! The Emperor of Europes mysterious daily life! Is this game a sucker for voices?!!! Ooh my! Theres a shield, a summoned creature, and a support card right from the start. Whats the point in ying anymore?! Doesnt anyone else find this scene familiar? . Not just the audience whod watched the scene, but even Goddess himself was shocked. Why?! Why had he drawn the same cards as their previous game?! Was God giving him a chance at revenge?! His shock hadnt passed yet when Odins dagger came stabbing directly from behind. Goddesss ice shield broke instantly, and the frost froze Odin in ceCChowever, this time, Odin hadnt obtained the feather, so he had no chance of breaking the ice. At this time, Goddess didnt hesitate to have the little devil rush up. There was a sense of deja vu. Just as Odin had killed the weak little devil, Goddess threw out hisst cardCC A legendary card. Sacrifice, Demonic Gate. As the strongest summoned creature on the field, the little devil was sacrificed with a scream. Then, a spectacr demonic gatended where it had stood. Every two seconds, a demonic creature would appear randomly from the door and attack a yer regardless of whether they were friend or foe. If the door was destroyed, it would eventually summon a demon lord who would follow the summonersmand. Everyone: dumbfounded.jpg Thementators also found it difficult to speak, An... another demonic gate card. Is this a repeat of the previous solo match between the two yers?? At this moment, everyone was going crazy. Even the master assassin was thinking: Was the yer across from him thepetition systems illegitimate child? Goddesss heart also felt like it was filled with curses. He took the opportunity to draw a second time, pulled three gold cards, and instantly breathed a sigh of relief; Fortunately, it wasnt the same as thest time. Then, he fanned his wings out behind him and immediately rose up into the air. At this moment, the ice effect was lifted. Odin, who had recovered his ability to move quickly, didnt hesitate at all! Instant approach! Thementator spoke quickly, This series ofbos can instantly take away at least 30% of Goddesss health, but Goddess doesnt have to take this abuse for nothing. This is a perfect chanceCC Before he had finished speaking, they saw Goddess, who was in mid-air, throw out a card: Rotting Hive. In an instant, countless demonic bees gushed out from the abyss and stuck to Odin, whod leapt up into the air. Odin had nowhere to gain leverage from, but he continued to stick with his War God style, attacking when he should, making peoples blood boil with passion! Hepletely ignored these tiny summoned creatures and chased after Goddess to finish off the second half of his windmillbo. Goddesss reaction speed wasnt slow, but even he had been unable to catch sight of Deep SilenceCCwhile Song of Triumph weaved a magnificent, Deep Silence left its scabbard like a silent death knell, hidden and fatal! Thementators hadnt spoken wrongly. After the first round ofbos, Goddesss health immediately fell below 70%! This was all in less than three seconds! A momentter, Goddess continued to fly up even higher with the help of his wings and finally got rid of Odins pursuit. Odinnded on the ground like a nimble and incredibly light shadow. He started up a short two-second Shadow Dance on the spot, and two rounds of snow-white shes killed all the demons surrounding him, leaving his health stable at 92%. After he hadnded, he looked up at his opponent, who was in the air. The wind in the sky suddenly pushed back his hood, revealing a pair of cold, inorganic, golden eyes that clearly reflected the figure of Goddess. CCGoddess raised his hand, and a support card flew out: Thiefs Wisdom. He would draw three more cards in the next round! On the public screen, the crowd was suddenly excited, Damn, how can this match be yed?! Tell me! How?! I dare to guarantee that the card Goddess still has in his hand is definitely another trump card! At this time, the neither short nor long two seconds had passed, and the newlypleted demonic gate shed with a deep red light. This light foreshadowed that something unexpected had urred, and it immediately attracted the eyes of the contestants, the audience, and thementators. At this moment, Goddess was thinking out loud again, Daddy! Please give me a great demon lord to hold Odin back! Commentators: ... Dont be nervous, everyone. The probability of a demon lord arriving first is less than 0.01%... The audience roared, Were even more nervous now!! At this moment, the most indifferent one was the master assassin on the field. He even picked up a dart and sniped away a sliver of health off his opponent. Then, he began to move around chaotically, paving the way for the next fight. Then, one secondter, the figure that came out of the demonic gate made the audience look back at the Emperor of Europe in despair, and then, they all said the same thing, ...... At this point, there was nothing but the sound of silence. The summoned creature that hade out of the gate was once again a demon lord, one that came with its own elite boss panel. No, its body wasnt that of a fire demon though. It was another famous demon... Ch127 - National Competition - Card Summoner 2

Chapter Ch127 - National Competition C Card Summoner 2

trantor: xiin editor: kara At that moment, everyone looked at the demon lord that hade through the door. Even the twomentators were no exceptionCCit wasnt that they didnt recognize who it was but rather that they were very curious about what this fellow looked like? E-sports had been in existence for so many years. The random summoning information was actually very detailed. For example, all kinds of spirits to elves to Michael, the zing angel, could be summoned from the gate of heaven. There was over a page of long data on Michael with three portraits of his front, back, and profile. For example, the strongest thing that coulde out of the six gates was the goddess Shiva (the embodiment of Shiva), and Achilles, the demigod, could alsoe out of the gate to Olympus. All of them had information pages... Therefore, in fact, there were images of all three demon lords that coulde out of the demonic gate. Of course, the most popr one was the subus queenCC However, how could a 2D portrait have the same sense of realism as a 3D version? When the subus queen came out of the gate, her super long, blood red ID, Subus Queen, Malcanthet, 570thyer of hell, the Lord of Tanali first appeared, followed by a hoof... Indeed, a subuss original form had sheeps hooves, ox horns, a human body, fairy ears, bat wings, and a devils tail. Fortunately, the subus queen had just stretched out her leg in its original form before instantlypleting her transformation, her legs turning long and pale, revealing a delicate human thigh. When she appeared fully, she was a gorgeous beauty with a height of 1.7 meters and F-cup breasts. Her cor was open down to her navel, and it looked like her chest was ready to spring out from either side. The high slit in the cheongsam-like garment perfectly disyed her two beautiful legs, and her waist was wrapped with her only weaponCCa fine, gold whip. In the instant that she appeared, she triggered a frenzied series of wolf cries from the audience. It was probably the first time that the roar of the male audience hadpletely crushed the screams of the female audience. As soon as the subus had appeared, both yers paused for a second. This was not because they had been enraptured, but because, the system had determined that the Queens charisma was a forced control skillCCwhich meant that even if the yer had been blind, they would still have been stunned for a second and forced to be bewildered by beauty. Simr to this passive ability was the subus queens ability to enchant humans. It was also a forced control skill that could be activated in an instant andsted up to 12 seconds. Only when the yer took damage would they be released from the skill. The subus queens eyes moved around, and she didnt pay any attention to the card summoner beside her as she turned straight towards the master assassin. Thementator said, This summoned creature is really unlucky for Odin. Goddesss SSS level luck has kicked in again! In fact, the subussbat power is very low, but Her Majesty has eight control skills. As long as she is willing, she can control a yer for one continuous minute, making it so that they cant move at all... To tell the truth, this demon lord with the control skills was really a great threat to Odin, even more so than the fire demon, whod only known how to fight. At this time, the card summoner, whod been left ignored to the side, was sweating as he ran away from the subus queen using thest two seconds of time on his wings. He had no thoughts about attacking Odin at allCCif he attacked, Odin would recover from the control skill immediately. Thementator: Goddess wisely chose to stay away from the limelight and keep his head down... He drew three cards, and then drew another one, my god! Its the double card effect, hes drawn another two cards... Goddess could draw more cards once every two seconds when he had less than 70% health. Hed drawn a total of three times. Therge crowd of spectators watched this scene in astonishment. The queen raised her head and flicked out her beautiful red tongue. She seemed to want to lick Lord Four, then she bit off his mask with her teeth and looked into Odins cold eyes for a while. At this moment, the most beautiful face that the system could generate was directly opposite of the first beauty of the e-sports circle, causing a burst of noise to sweep over the artificial. Oh... The audience all fell into deep thought, The subus queen isnt as beautiful as Odin... Fake is fake. There is no way for it to be as natural as a real beauty. The system also feels that life is very difficult! How the hell can this subus queen charm Odin?! If Odin had really been so shocked by her beauty, wouldnt he die on the spot whenever he gets up and looks in the mirror every day?!! At this time, the subus queen giggled, licked her lips, and made a sucking action towards Odins lips. She approached graduallyCC A subuss kiss! It would steal the maximum amount of HP! In the moment before the damage could be inflicted, thepulsive charm effect had finally lifted. The short sword, Song of Triumph, came out instantly, mercilessly drawing out a sword flower and forcing the subus queen into retreat! The subus queen had been unable to kiss him directly, but when she fanned out her demonic wings for a rapid retreat, she swept her index finger over her red lips and gave an endless peal ofughter. The unruly audience also hissed in disappointment, I really wanted to see it! Damn, I really wanted to see Lord Four being forced into a kiss!! Pa!!! There was a crack in the middle of the audience. Victor was expressionless as he squeezed the beverage can into a lump of waste. At this moment, the card summoner, who was off in the distance, had seven cards in his hand. After Odin had gotten rid of the control state, he headed towards him with a sh while the subus queen, whod spread her wings to fly backwards, gracefully sent out a kiss. A subuss show of love, a remote control ability. Odin, who was in the middle of his sh, didnt turn at all as he flicked out a de. There was a ng, and then, the invisible kiss was directly dispersed into mist. In front of him, Goddess had tossed out several cards from between his fingers: Summon: Three-headed dog! Summon: Angel spirit! Summon: Scorpion-tailed lion! A total of 6 summoned creaturespletely covered the space in front of him, and then, Goddess used another card: Sacrifice, summon: ck dragon bodyguard! With a scream, all six summoned creatures were sacrificed to death, and then, a half-dragon man with ck dragon scales suddenly charged into battle. Commentator: This isnt wise! Right now, its more important to have quantity over quality! He has to stop Lord Four first! As soon as his voice fell, they saw Odin sh again, bypassing the ck dragon bodyguard in an instant. The ck dragon bodyguard shed as well, using the system skill, Twinkle, instantlying in front of Odin once again. Then, they heard a sharp cry. It was the sound of Odins short sword that had been prepared ahead of time. This light-speedbo immediately broke apart the ck dragon guards spear, and then, the cold light of his dagger shedCC Goddess retreated immediately! Thementator shouted, The summoner is under attack! This attack is very fierce, taking away 15% of Goddesss... At this time, Goddesss health had already dropped to half. He threw out two cards at the same time: Ice shield! Special summoning, Abyss blood river! All of a sudden, the entire scene changed. A river made of blood rushed across the Rocs back like a ferocious wound that had suddenly split open. The seven corpses that had been left behind before, including that of the little devil, fell directly into the river of blood, forming seven small cocoons. Every time the blood in the river washed over them, they pulsed and expandedCC Once these souls fell into the abyss of blood, they would be reborn asrvae, and thervae would soon evolve into demons of a different race. This was the principle of how demons were born in the abyss. At first, Odin was expressionless, but when he saw the river of blood, his eyebrows drew together slightly, his dark golden eyes showing cold and piercing murderous intent. The master assassin hated evil demons. Of course, he hated subi the most. At this time, the demon summoning gate was still operating, and several lower level demons that hade out were now being controlled by the subus queen, devoted to guarding her. The subus queen was still staring at Odin in interest, and her red tongue kept flicking out as though it were a snake catching the scents in the air. Thetest Roc feather was in her hands, and she yed with it constantly as though saying: Come,e after me, and Ill give it to you... She was extremely beautiful butcked vitality. Although she didnt have the soul-stirring looks of a real subus queen, she had the ability to force a charmed state, thanks to the system. CCThis was all cheating! CCThis card summoner kept summoning the most annoying things! Odin suddenly felt a great dissatisfaction with the Emperor of Europes SSS level luck. Goddess threw out another 6 cards in one go. After having drawn cards again, he kept the remaining two cards and stood behind the ck dragon guard, watching the situation nervously. The subus queen waved the fine gold whip in her hand. She pulled her wings back and walked slowly towards Odin with cat-like steps. She wasnt dressed fully, and she licked her index finger seductively as she stared at Odin, using another of the subus queens control skills. As long as she looked at people, they would be charmed every two seconds. There was a whisper of sound as Odin ced Deep Silence and Song of Triumph back into their scabbards, heading towards the subus queen. The subus queens blood-colored eyes opened in excitement, and then, the thin whip danced instantly, attacking Odins neck. It was right at this second though that Odin suddenly jumped up into the air, starting up his sh in mid-air and arriving in front of the subus queen in an instant, starting up his Shadow Dance! Ah... The subus queen gave a very charming low cry, then quickly counterattacked. Her long tail shed across the air in front of her enemy, and only then did she find that the other party hadnte close to attack. She suddenly looked back at OdinCC Charm! However, the control skill hade up empty. Odins dagger hade out of its sheath, winding behind her like lightning. In that instant, he had managed to block this gaze with its snow-white de just in time. Afterwards, Odin didnt look back and used sh to get away from the subus queen once again. At this time, the feather in his left hand suddenly turned into a cyan, gold light, disappearing in a streamCCit was the Roc feather that hed just stolen from the demons hand. Odin pped his wings and flew up into the sky in an instant. He didnt look at the subus queen, whod failed at a second courtship, and aimed straight at Goddess instead. s... The audience was filled with sighs,menting that the world wasnt chaotic enough. This subus queens ability to seduce men just isnt very good! Odins brain is still full of chasing after Goddess! Ch128 - National Competition - Card Summoner End

Chapter Ch128 - National Competition C Card Summoner End

trantor: xiin editor: kara Goddess hid behind his ck dragon bodyguard as all the hairs on the back of his neck stood up on end. He could clearly feel the undisguised killing intenting from the master assassin. In the middle of the field, the seven cocoons in the blood river broke apart one after another. Thervae crawling out of them would soon evolve into various demons. In the moment that Goddess had drawn more cards, a slight sound of splitting air rang out through the skyCC It was Song of Triumphs cry! High-altitude attacks couldnt be blockedpletely. Goddess, whod experienced many battles, dodged to the side and managed to barely avoid Song of Triumphs first attack at the most critical moment. However, a Shadow Dance followed after the initial attack! The full version of Shadow Dance was simply indescribable. It was even fiercer than Odins de fighting! Goddesss ice shield was broken in an instant. It had slowed Odins pace slightly though, and the ck dragon bodyguard immediately leapt forth. Odin brazenly beat his gold and green wings to try and send the ck dragon bodyguard flying, and at the same time, the card summoner drew cards again, causing a golden stream of light that was the instance of protection to collide with Odins wings in mid-air! The ck dragon bodyguard shed to reappear behind Odins back, the tip of its spear about to pierce him from behindCC Odin, whod been frozen in ce, didnt turn back at all. He crossed his two des behind him and withstood the attack, using the impact caused by the collision between his wings and the golden light to break away from the ice locking his feet in ce. Ice crystals suddenly flew everywhere. Odins body was more nimble than a flying swallow, passing over the ck dragon guards right shoulder. By the time he hadnded, the ck dragon bodyguards upper body was already crooked. The wound on the dragons right shoulder didnt break open until after he hadnded, and he toppled over amidst a spray of blood. Thementators exined the situation, Odin had approached in an instant, broke the shield, killed the ck dragon bodyguard, and then left. Goddess seized this opportunity to fight back, using the period of invincibility provided by the drawing of cards to stabilize the situation. Goddess really doesnt need to fight so aggressively. His summons will soon hatch. The sevenrvae from the blood river hatched right at this moment. A fire demon (predecessor to the fire lord), an eye demon (predecessor to the heart demon), and several other evil demons emerged. Goddessmanded them to surround him and keep him from being exposed, preventing the assassin from seizing the opportunity tounch a shadow attack. At this time, thementator was yelling, Odin is approaching again! Using sh to initiate the fight! Odinpletely disdained taking any detours and broke through the defensive line brazenly. The first sh took him directly to the fire demon, and a series ofbos cut away the burning fire demons health, causing fire to fly everywhere. Odin is preparing to deal with the fire demon firstCC Indeed, the fire demon cant be given a chance to enter the water. Otherwise, it will cause a steam explosion that will pose arge threat to him! CCMost members of the audience were dazzled by this take-off technique. It was almost unheard of! Thementator grasped this opportunity to exin, This technique is very simr to dragons wing pping. Some dragons have the ability to create pressure vortices with their wings. He hadnt finished speaking yet when Odins entire body shed in the air as he used sh in mid-air. Its his third time entering the fight! The first time he had gone in, Goddess thought that hed sent Odin into retreat. When he had attacked a second time, he had thought that Odin had wanted to first deal with a potential problem. Yet as a result, on the third attack, Odin directly went for Goddess! In the moment that Goddess came face-to-face with those wings, he chose to draw cards to resist the attack but then soon realized in surprise that this had been a feint. Odin fanned out his wings and switched angles at an incredible speed. He was still in the air, his daggers light deflecting the golden light from the card drawing, as he started up an unstoppablebo! Goddess called on his demonic summons to encircle him againCChe believed that Odin would use his flight advantage to retreat when Odin was attacked from behind, but he was wrong! Odins tactics were arbitrary. The only thing his moves had inmon was that one was left unable to guess what he would do next. Goddess had guessed wrong, and he paid for this mistake with 40% of his health despite still having four cards in hand. At this time, his health was already at dangerous levels! At this moment, Goddess threw out the life-saving card that he had been holding onto until nowCC Special summon: Dragon gods bnce. The effect of this card was to even out the health levels of all creatures within a certain range. In an instant, the health bars of the two yers and the demons around them updated at the same time, stopping with all of them at around half of their health. Goddess used this extra health to escape the precarious situation. However, thementator sighed, What a pity! This was obviously thest life-saving card. If used well, it canpletely reverse the situation. As you all know, Odin is also squishy with limited health, but he cant summon arge number of creatures to help him! Goddess is unable to guess Odins mind at all. In order to save his life, he can only make use of the card in this way! Time continued to tick along. The rocs altitude began to drop, and it would dive into the sea in less than 10 seconds, turning into a kun in the water and changing the map into an underwater one. Nearby, the subus queen seemed to have finished watching the show. Her whip rang out with a crack as she ordered the demons around her to advance towards the battle. Her own enchantment skills had cooled down, and she could now control a yer perfectly for dozens of seconds. In the center of the fight, Odin didnt go and fight Goddess directly. He used his de to resist the evil demons attacks, then shuttled through leisurely like a fish in water, leaving the encirclement for the third time. Goddesss demons shed with the subus queens demons. After Odin had left, the subus queen was very interested in him and headed towards Odin herself. Odin shed to stand in front of Goddess, using Goddesss demons in order to avoid the subus queens skills. Then, they saw Goddess hiding behind an evil demon, pulling out a familiar card to use: Special summon: Shivas sigh! CCFreeze all creatures on the field for two seconds. This effect was equivalent to freezing time. The entire scene fell into an instant moment of silence. Tiny slivers of ice, water droplets, and even the microbes floating in the air became clear and visible. The demons were attacking each other with bared teeth and ws, and the card summoner looked at the assassin with vignce in his eyesCCthe assassin had his wings open like an immortal angel of death locking onto his prey. Everything was quiet and still. And, it was at this moment that the roc tilted downwards, its head plunging into the water! On the public screen, the rainy day cult was collectively reaching a high peak of excitement! Thementator eximed, The fire demon is going to explode! Everyone is within its explosion rage. Its going to be a ughter field! Goddess is a little further away and might not die, but OdinCC The othermentator was extremely sensitive to time and said, No, theres still one second before entering the water. They can seize the opportunity. If its Odins sh, a top-level movement technique might be enough for an extremely critical escape! At this time, everything waspletely still, and nobody knew what the two yers were thinking. In the next moment, the static scene suddenly burst with movement! Instead of escaping, Goddess stood behind his summoned creatures, biting his teeth and preparing to face the explosion. He controlled his eye demon to use a precious control skillCC If the control was sessful, Odin would be in a dizzy state for one second and lose the chance to escape! At this moment, everyones heart leapt. Everyone, including Goddess, had thought that Odin would try to use a movement skill and end up being controlled by the eye demon. However, Odin didnt do so. At this time, he simply turned and looked at the subus queen, and the queens charm was the first state to take effect. At 0.3 seconds, the system determined: The subus queen had sessfully enchanted Odin. At 0.4 seconds, the system determined: The eye demons control on Odin had failed, and it was converted into a mental attack! Within less than 0.1 seconds, Odin had recovered from the control skill! At 0.7 seconds, Odin used Shadow JumpCChe moved behind the subus queen. This one second passed by quickly, and the roc finally dived into the water. The blue feathers turned into blue scales, but the water disappeared from over everyones head. There was a steam explosion that shook the earth and sky! The huge kun called out a long bugle. A shockwave swept through the water in all directions, the steam forming a majestic mushroom in the center as if a volcano had just erupted in the water. All creatures experienced a sharp decrease in blood. All of the demonic creatures in the center of the explosion were killed by the st! Goddess, who was hiding amongst his summons, nearly died. His calctions had been correct though, and he was left with a sliver of health, but unfortunately, hed allowed Odin to escape! Through therge plumes of bubbles in the water, he could see Odins hazy figureCC At this moment, an idea shed through Goddesss mind: Odin was behind the subus queen! He had no way to kill this demon lord, who had so much health and must still be under a control skill. This was hisst chance at fighting back! A card flew out through the air, summoning a sword that would not return. It bravely charged towards Odin, who was still under control. ... At this moment, even thementators had thought that Odin was still controlled. But, he wasnt. After Odins Shadow Jump, he hadnt attacked at all. He had just stood there behind the subus queen, waiting until the aftereffects of the explosion took away 20% of his health while also harming the subus queen, and then waited for Goddesss sword. Odins dark eyes were filled with cold arrogance as he nced at the sword. Goddess had always been very careful to not provoke the demon lord. Unfortunately, at this time, Odin had just used a Shadow Dance. The sword passed by him and stabbed the demon queens arm. At this moment, thementators realized in horror that right from the start, Odin had never harmed the subus queen. Goddesss sword directly transferred the queens aggro to himself. After the subus queen became enraged, she turned back and used her extremely enchanting human figure to cast a charm spell to control Goddess on the spot! Thementator patted the table and sighed, The card summoner is done for! Hadnt Goddess watched as the subus queen controlled Odin at the start? Now, the tables have turned, and its Odins turn to watch the subus queen control Goddess. After entering the water, Tyron hadnt even picked up the scales that allowed underwater breathing. He had waited until Goddess was charmed and then gently touched the subus queens shoulder. Even before thetters whip could close in, he had swam past her. His movements in the water were like slow-motion versions of his movements in the air. He span gracefully and turned half a circle, his dark, short hair as smooth as silk in the water. His clothing red out like a graceful, ck flower, but the soft edges of its petals were like deadly, silent des. The card summoner died the moment that it had bloomed. Ch129 - Luck Will Even Out!

Chapter Ch129 - Luck Will Even Out!

trantor: xiin In the blink of an eye, the two yers were sent back to the stage. Therge screen behind them yed back the highlights of the game, and onementator had already switched channels in order to continue to exin what had happened in those scenes. The screen above it showed the progress of the National Championships. In the area that represented the top 32 contestants, half of the names were already filled in. At this moment, a golden line extended from the name Odin and moved into the area representing the top 16. In the top 32, the yers whod failed to make it into the top 32 werepeting amongst themselves, and the names would be filled in as their positions were confirmed. On the stage, Kiss of the Goddess hadnt yet fully recovered his breath. After taking two deep breaths, he pulled his thoughts back from the underwater scene and smiled as they shook hands. He refused to leave after the handshake and had a broad smile on his face as he remained in the same camera frame as Odin, squeezing in for a photo before ending the post-match press session. Of course, the iceberg War God Lord Four had nothing to say. Everyone from the National Championships director to the audience at the scene were all very familiar with his style. The host even took the opportunity to joke around, handing over a microphone shaped like a lollipop. Tyron: ...... Tyron epted the lollipop and spoke expressionlessly, No. A party suddenly broke out on the artificial as the audience snapped countless precious photos. The audience expressed: Heeheeheehee! Its so cute Im crying!! The interster people liked to y around like this, and even the iceberg War God couldnt avoid these poisonous jokes... In the next game, Tyron discovered that the microphone wasnt a lollipop, but a fairy wand instead... but this was forter. The public screen was very harmonious regarding todays game, and there was even an overarching atmosphere of tension. When the roc was in the air, the rainy day cult was busy with, Enter the water... enter the water... water water water! Everyone was staring at the virtual screen with intense eyes and clenched fists, looking as though they could charge over and blow up any shelter at any time! After the roc entered the water, the cult sang their rainy day hymn, which was adopted from a famous marching song, Strip, ah, strip, ah, strip, ah... strip! strip! Finally, when Odin burst out with that attack in the water, the rainy day cults strip chant reached its peak! This left thementators almost out of breath from suppressing theirughter, and they didnt have enough time to exin what had taken ce at the very end. Fortunately, the game ended right then and the audience didnt care about what had happened at the very end. Fans: OvO Its enough to know that Odin won! After the rainy day cult had finished with showing its prestige,ments with other styles appeared on the public screen that scrolled on and on, I originally thought that Lord Four would hate the subus queen the way he disliked the fire lord... Did anyone see! Her majesty the queen had a pair of cute little tiger teeth!!! Its as alike as two peas with Lord Fours tiger teeth! Exactly the same!! [hoarse yelling] Thement area suddenly went off on a tangent again. Several photos of Lord Four and the subus queen in the same frame were uploaded and posted, especially the one in which the subus queen deliberately seduced Odin, which triggered a heated discussion as well as the Double beauty CP tag. Crack! There was another cracking sound. In the audience area at the equator, Victor smiled gently and picked up Tyrons drink cup that was beside him, squeezing it with his bare hands. On the other side, in the game yback channel, thements were clearly much more professional. As the yback of the game was yed back slowly and exined by professionalmentators, the audience from all the Star Regions soon had a deeper understanding of the game. Some people from other provinces once again started to discuss OdinCCthe assassin whod appeared for the first time in the National Championships as the champion of the Second Star Province, and they re-evaluated his position in the rankings in their minds. Some coaches and managers of professional teams or clubs discussed amongst themselves, Its said that Odin hasnt yet joined a club. Is there a chance for us to win him over? Odin has only yed in individualpetitions since his debut. It seems that hes only participated in teampetitions at the regional level. Since then, he hasnt shown any intention to do again. However, we can give it a try. He might not be willing to continue fighting in teampetitions. After all, there isnt much time. Would he be willing to participate in PVE? This years PVE Strategy Competition is quite impressive. The Royal Club seems to have advanced to the final boss in the 700thyer of the abyss. Someone like Lord Four, an assassin who can fight alone, harvest kills in a team, and canunch stealthy attacks, is hard to find. The only problem is the same as other PVP mastersCCaggroCChis attack is too high. Will he make the team unstable in PVE? Just from looking at this game, we can clearly see that Odins aggro control with the subus queen is deliberate. Whats more, his strength and operations dont need to be discussed, but his strategic thinking is absolutely a huge step ahead of other PVP yers. Even if he doesnt know any team routines, hes a rare find for any team. The coaches and managers had heated discussions filled with a vague sense of excitement. Many people ced Lord Four into their own team as a hypothetical exercise, and suddenly realized that Odins existence in their team could inject energy into many PVE battlefield routines. He was simply a big golden thigh! They immediately smoothed out their brows and broke out in smiles, suppressing their impatience to go and speak with Lord Four... As one could imagine, all their inquiries were like stones tossed into the sea. Lord Fours official answer went like this: He had no ns to head in the direction of PVE for the time being. The frustrated managers really wanted to know why, so they followed the gossip traces all the way back to the Earth District. At this time, Seven Kills coach Qian Shen had just returned from the Provincial Team Competition, and it could be regarded as a glorious return. It just so happened that the Seven Kills team was stillcking a core, and numerous self introduction letters were pouring in. As head coach, Qian Sen was picking and choosing from among several offers. In fact, arge amount of them came from agility-type contestants. Theyd all seen that hed once managed to get Lord Four and wanted to join because of it. CCAs the only person whod ever recruited Lord Four to y in teampetitions, he had already be a legend! Even if he still wasnt very clear about why Lord Four had agreed to fight in the Seven Kills team, this didnt prevent him from putting on a proud act. Qian Shen: Luck was also a part of his strength! What did the Kiss of the Goddess count as?! I managed to pick up the iceberg War God from the roadside and have him join my teamCCLaozi was the real king of luck!!! In fact, the Goddess himself wanted to cry out daddy, but for better or worse, he managed to hold back during such an important asion like the National Championships and didnt show his real nature as a sultry male live broadcast anchor. He went back to his own live broadcast room before starting to cry to his fans, Has my face turned ck?! Will fortune never love me again? Why did I encounter Odin in the second round? I must have been knocked out and teleported to Africa! knocked out and teleported to Africa C this is racist, but africans have ck skin, and ck faces... and ck is unlucky. so he means hes now king of ck (unlucky) instead of king of europe (lucky) Fans: Revenge will alwayse hahaha! Luck will always bnce out, and what goes aroundes around. If you dont believe it, look up and see if heaven spares anyone! Theres no helping it. Everyone who can y in the National Championships are top yers. However... your luck was really very terrible for you to encounter Odin hahahahaha! They all say that the highest level of difficulty in the A-League isnt hell anymore, its called Odin. Hahaha! Goddess, dont cry, dont cry, we all love youCCspeaking of which, where was the treasure chest that shouldve dropped when you were killed underwater? Wheres the luck that shouldve dropped? Someonee! Lets divide it up and eat it, hahahahaCC Goddess: QAQ my fans... why are they so different from other peoples cute little angels... Fans matched their anchors. When he broadcasted, he normally wasnt very serious and his words were frivolous, directly leading to his fans being a group of idle little viins. The news that went out that night was very lively. Every yer in the National Competitions were heavyweights, and news around them spread out at the speed of light, soon bing part of the information explosion regarding the National Competition. Someone caught some footage after the game ended, when Odin had juste out from backstage and came face-to-face with his fiance, Mister Victor. After that, in an instantCChe was pushed back three or four meters by Victor, hitting the wall with a thud. The reporter whod captured this footage was given a fright! Even Odin looked stunned for a moment, and then Victor pounced on him for a kiss. There was a ng as the reporters jaw fell to the ground. Soon, the husband and husband pair whispered something between themselves. Odin took Victors hand, and they dived into the crowd. The camera was unable to find them again. ...... At the time, Victor deliberately kissed him aggressively, ring at Tyron and expressing, Im the only one who can kiss you. Tyron tried to appease him, sayingfortingly, Of course. Other than you, nobody else can beat me. Then, the master assassin nced at the two drink cups that had been squeezed to death and suddenly had a bad premonition. That night, Victor dressed up in a familiar second lieutenant uniform and broke into a certain someones room, swinging a slender ck baton. Tyron, who was reading a book, silently set it down. His throat shifted slightly and he said, At the time, you told me it was illegal to buy a baton. Victor said, Oh, I obtained it through coercion. Tyrons pupils would dte slightly when he was excited, making him appear more gentle and harmlessCClike any demon setting out their trap. The corners of his lips curved up and he hooked his fingers, shamelessly using his beauty as a temptation, Come closer, let me take a closer look. Victor approached, lifting up themanders baton and pointing it arrogantly at his chest. He sneered, Did the subus queens whip hurt? Or does my baton hurt more? Tyron answered shrewdly, I havent been hit by a subus whip before. I dont know the answer to that. Victor smiled like a fox as he knelt over his body. He rummaged around for a good while, then suddenly pulled out a pair of strange handcuffs with fluffy padding! There was a click as he secured Tyron to the head of the bed before turning around and running away. Tyron: ...... Wait. Where was his meat? Where was it?! The old antique looked down at his current situation, then looked up at the bedroom door that showed no movement, and couldntugh anymore. xiin: pst, guys, theres a CG giveaway event going on right now! theres three separate contests: fanart contest, fanfic contest, and a random draw~ the prizes are free nitro subscriptions (for discord), and you can check out the details here! Ch130 - Unambitious

Chapter Ch130 - Unambitious

trantor: xiin editors: kara The pair of handcuffs with an electronic lock couldnt be undone with ordinary skills. It had to be opened by cracking the password. Tyron finally called the AI housekeeper, Athena, to help unlock them. Athena panicked when she saw the bulge beneath the quilt, covering her eyes and saying, How, how hateful. Your husband-and-husband games, why do you have to call in an innocent AI to eat this dog food?! Tyron: ...... After the lock was undone, Tyron opened up the quilt and went to find Victor. As a result, he was shut out of the bedroom by the vinegar jar. He was in the midst of chasing his tail around trying to coax the other when a voicemunication suddenly arrived. Victor had identally set it on speaker, and the entire conversation could be heard by the master assassin, who had a keen sense of hearing on the other side of the door. He could hear Father Vic saying, Honey, youve finally learned how to y around, and it makes me proud as your father. However, why did you buy a box of sex goods on the anonymous ck market? Let Dad tell you, if your X life isnt satisfying, you should discuss it with your partner. Even if there are disagreements, you cant use coercion to deal with itCC BeepCC Victor had finallye back to his senses and closed the speaker. There was a hush on both sides of the door. A few secondster, Victor called out through the door, Noughing!!! Tyron coaxed him from outside for a good while. The white rabbit, Victor, who was inside, was wise and knew he would be eaten up whole as soon as he went out there, so he refused to open the door. After a while, there was no more movement outside the door. Victor hesitated, then called out to Athena, and asked her what Tyron was doing. Athena told him that Tyron was outside on the sofa watching game videos, and hed ended up lying down while watching. He seemed to be falling asleep. Victor rolled around on the bed for a while, drank a ss of water, and then asked Athena again. Athena had a helpless expression on her face and told him that Tyron was asleep on the sofa. Victor quietly opened the door and saw his old antiqueying sideways on the sofa with his long legs propped up on the armrest. On the other side, he only saw a bunched-up coat, which was probably being used as a pillow. There was anotherpetition the next day yet the great demon king, Lord Four, had been forced to sleep alone on the sofa due to a cold war at homeCC Victors brain was filled with heartache. After two seconds, it seemed to burn into his heart. He found a fluffy nket and approached carefully like a bird catcher with a, secretly covering Tyron with the nket. Then, the lonely and sleeping old antique reached out a hand and caught Victor alive, pulling him onto the sofa. CCIn this era, as long as they had a private spacecraft, the entire house could be folded up and packed away. How could there be any pitiful people who could only sleep on the sofa?! The next day, Victor woke up in wonderful spirits and finally came back to his senses. The sofa could clearly be pulled out to form a small bed. The ck-bellied old antique had done it on purpose! Both matters added up. Victor, who was the type to calcte all ounts together after the fact, was very angry. He refused to speak to Tyron and held up a small sign, The domestic cold war will start with me. Tyron was amused, Youre not even speaking anymore? Victor flipped the sign over. The words on the back said, The domestic cold war starts from small things. Tyron felt that the sign became funnier the more he looked at it, and his mood inexplicably became even better. Victor continued to be cold and angry, not even concerning himself with breakfast. He sat at the table to deal with his own affairs; Tyron whistled and went into the kitchen to bake something to eat for once. When it came to mealtime, Victor filled up a te for himself, ran off to the furthest corner of the table, and turned away from Tyron as he ate. His entire back seemed to say, I dont talk to old rascals. Tyron looked at this back. This old rascals inner heart was already thoroughly ck, and it was unsalvageable. Instead of feeling guilty, he was very happy. He felt that Victor was very cute and wanted to bully him more. After a while, Tyron patted Victor on the back and handed him two bandages. Victor: ?? Tyron: There are two teeth marks behind your ear. Victor couldnt feel them. After looking in the mirror, he discovered the two red dots that had been made by the old rascals sharp teeth. It looked like hed been bitten by a vampire. The vampire, Lord Four, was very aggrieved, You wanted to have a cold war with me, so I wanted to try fighting violence with violence. Victor: ...... Ten minutester. Tyron packed up and prepared to go out but noticed Victor sulking in the corner furthest from him with all his figurative fur puffed up and a cross-shaped bandage behind his ear. Tyron knew that he should feel a little guilty, but... However, it was a bandageCCthat was being used to cover up a kiss! Ah, it was like a g that had been ced on the highest peak after a siege; it was like the unsteady legs of a bed partner at the end of the night while they wore an oversized shirt on their body; it was like the triumph at the end of the battle, a song of conquest that could be heard along the way! The old rascals mood instantly maxed out! He felt that he was embarking on a new journey, and flowers were blooming at his feet! ...... Two hourster, everyone from the host to the audience all looked on as Lord Four walked briskly onto the stage. On the public screen, the audience with prating insight expressed, It definitely isnt an illusion! Lord Fours pace is at least 50% faster! Who is it!? Who is impersonating our old antique!? While they were still in the midst of their doubt, they saw Odin lift up two fingers and greet them. YeahhhCC After a wave of deafening screams, they sat down firmly on their previous doubts, Todays great demon king must be in a very good mood! I havent seen him so happy even when he had won the provincialpetition championship! Last time he greeted us like this wasst year, right? It had even made my hair white... Who else dares to do this? Its really like relying on his beauty tomit murder. Really. Im begging to know what happened! I really want to know! These curious darlings began to anxiously ask questions while the screen to the side showed a shot of Odins rtives and family seating area. The angry Victor had stille to watch the match. However, he was reluctant and wore a high cor and sunsses. He also held a white cat that hed gotten from who knew whereCCand hed ced Tyrons temporarily unused holographic viewing device on the cat. Victor expressionlessly petted the cat twice, then carried it to Tyrons seat beside him. He unpacked all the drinks and snacks hed prepared and fed it to the cat. The cat tasted them one by one, then turned her head away haughtily. Victor was very skilled though and set about coaxing the cat. Tyron felt that the cat was really an eyesore, especially with that pair of shiny little fangs. As a result, when he looked back at his opponent, there was still a hint of obvious dislike in his eyes. Todays opponents ID was Green Dumpling. He couldnt help but look towards the famous great demon king, Odin, across from him and wonder if hed offended him somehow? In fact, thementators were also thinking about this: It really seemed that Odin didnt like Green Dumpling. After all, their styles shed, and it was quite normal... There were reasons for why thementators thought this way. The yer, Green Dumpling was a druid, and his rankings were quite good. His highest rank was third ce in the National Championships, and even at his worst, he was stable in the top 20. From a ranking point of view, he should be firmly ranked as the first druid in the league, because druids were really not suited for the PVP individualpetition arena. Other than him, there were basically no other outstanding druids. However, very few people gave him this honor, because Green Dumplings y style was quite controversial. He was a druid who specialized in transformation, movement, and healing. These three specializations added together meant that he had a supremely abnormal ability for self-protection, and for his opponent, it meant that they were faced with supremely disgusting guerri tactics. Guerri tactics sounded very high and mighty, but it was really like, When the enemy advances, we retreat; when the enemy is settled in, we disturb them; when the enemy is tired, we attack; when the enemy retreats, we pursue. However, this kind ofpetition wasnt very fun to watch. One match would oftenst for a dozen or several dozens of minutes, and it was endless. Every time Green Dumpling seemed to be at a disadvantage, he would immediately transform (a druids transformation could remove most negative states), leave battle, and then run away to heal himself. It wasnt until the system would warn him about negative performance that he would go back to fight again. Over time, although Green Dumpling had continued with these tactics and almost made it to a championship trophy, the audience didnt like to watch his games, and some people even said that this wasnt really a druid. It was more muddling along and stealing some benefits. Even thementator circle had already experienced having to deal with this kind ofpetition. At the moment, bothmentators were holding arge cup of tea and a pack of throat lozenges in their hands. They were prepared for a long, drawn-out fight. Then, they saw the system randomly assign a rtively rare map: Storm Temple. This map wasposed mostly of a dpidated shrine beneath the sea. At the start, there was no water in the temple. There were two rows of eight pirs, each holding amp. Additionally, the statue of the sea god in the innermost part of the temple also held amp, adding up to nine lights in total. As time went on, the temple would be more and more worn down, and the lights would go out from the outside in. When themp held by the sea god was extinguished, the temple would copsepletely, and sea water would pour in from outside, turning the map into a seafloor mapCCthere was no breathing mechanism though, and at that time, all yers on the map would lose health together until one side died. The light-extinguishing mechanism was random, and there was a chance that a light would go out every 10 seconds. Once upon a time, the Emperor of Europe (Goddess) had created a miracle by having only fourmps go out by the 20-minute mark; there had also been an extremely unlucky team in the teampetition who had set a record for having the sea water pour in and exterminate the team within less than two minutes. Bothmentators: ...... They felt that the rainy day cult would start to chant strip, strip, strip again and pray to the rainy day dolls at any time. Ch131 - National Competition - Druid 1

Chapter Ch131 - National Competition C Druid 1

trantor: xiin editor: kara Sure enough, thispetition was very distinctive right from the start. Of the two contestants, one was an assassin, and the other was a druid. The system had arranged them to be at the furthest corners away from each other, and the width of the temple made of those eight pirs covered in carvings was between them. Without exception, they all held an oilmp that lit up the dark space for a few yards around them. However, the temple was too tall, and the scene was too dark. Except for the total of nine lights, almost everywhere else was covered in shadow. The high ceiling could barely be seen. The druid stood in the innermost part of the temple beneath the statue of the sea god. Odin stood at the entrance of the temple beneath a mermaid carving. At the end of the countdown, the druid immediately transformed into a cheetahCCthe cheetah transformation had innate concealment skills. He jumped into the darkness in the corner of the temple and disappeared immediately. Odin, who was at the entrance, went into stealth at the same time. Both contestants disappeared at the start, leaving only a draught of air pouring into the temple. A few of the oilmps on the pirs shook, and the quivering, dim lighting flickered in the dark temple, asionally leaving hoarse crackling sounds. Thementators were prepared. Theyd known that the assassin and druid would start the fight like this and held their hot tea. One of them spoke slowly, Alright, we see now that both yers have gone invisible and made their way to the walls on both sides of the temple. Now, there are two kinds of situations for the first encounter. One is that one yer will first discover traces of their opponent, then make an instant move in order to obtain the advantage. Another is that both yers will feel around blindly like elephants, and there wont be any fighting until 30 seconds from now, when the system uses a yellow card warning for negative performance and deducts 10% of their health, forcing them to show up at the same time. Coincidentally, the routes theyve chosen are the furthest distance from each other. It might take them more time to meet. After such a leisurelymentary, the first ten seconds had already passed. The audience had already started to feel an unknown premonition and spoke on the public screen, This kind of waiting game is really not fun to watch... Damn it, its aplete contrast with Lord Fours fast and direct style! To hell with this all for the sake of survival, this is clearly muddling along and waiting for benefits... At this time, the two oilmps on the two outermost pirs went out simultaneously. ...... Thementators expressed, Oh, there is only a 5% chance of having the lights go off in the first wave. This... Well, its quite rare. There were seven lights left, and the corners of the ruined temple had darkened further. The cold of the deep sea outside seemed to be slowly soaking into the hall from the entrance. At a distance of about 15 meters away, Odin had discovered Green Dumplings trail first. He had snuck closer extremely urately up to a distance of 10 metersCCGreen Dumpling had detected that something was wrong in the next second, but there had been no time for him to react! What had arrived in front of the druid in cheetah form was a dart. He had leapt up into the air to dodge the dart. At the same time, he adjusted his ws and charged directly at Odin in his beast form. In terms of his ability to react and aim at his enemy, it could be said that he had a solid foundation in transformationCCnot all human yers could adapt to a beast form. And, not all yers had experience with wild animals. However, Odin was undoubtedly a special case. After tossing out the dart, he hadnt even looked to see what happened after and immediately used sh. It wasnt used to attack or dodge and had instead moved him to a spot that allowed him to directly escape the cheetahs biting range. In the next moment, another dart made perfect use of this opportunity and position to hit the cheetahs hind leg. The druid also hadnt turned back immediately. After having missed the initial attack, he threw himself onto the stone pir in front of him, using it for leverage. His flexible waist twisted,pleting its turn in an instant, and then, he had leapt towards Odin again. In this moment, Song of Triumph and Deep Silence had bothe out of their scabbards at the same time! Two long, snow-white sword lights suddenly lit up the darkness. Odin hadnt dodged. Instead, he had gone forward, his eyes cold as he aimed at the beasts ws. The contact between both sides caused sparks to fly! Just before the attack hadnded, Odins knees suddenly bent, his body shortening slightly. With the help of inertia, his entire body had glided under the cheetah! By the time the man and the beast had finished switching positions, there was a long and narrow wound on the cheetahs abdomen. The cheetah had rolled on the ground to counteract the momentum from the leap, then jumped straight into the shadows, running away at a vigorous pace. This first round of the fight had just ended. Just now, thementators, whod been forced to make a sudden effort and speed up theirmentary by 10x, had also just finished speaking. They concluded, Green Dumpling didnt gain any advantage in this exchange at all. He lost a third of his health and ran away. For him, this health level can be said to be quite dangerous. Odin hasnt yed head-on with any beast-type characters in thepetition arena before, but it can be seen that hes very experienced. Their heads and tails are fierce, but their waists are their weak spots. Generally, attacks onrge felines should be aimed at their waists. Alright, now that theyve exchanged a round of attacks, Green Dumpling is attempting to get out of the fight quickly. Cheetahs were creatures of high explosive mobility and attack power. Odin frowned and tried to chase after him. In the past, there were many yers who attempted to chase after Green Dumpling, who muddled along. However, Green Dumpling spared no effort when it came to escaping. Not only were cheetahs good at running and escaping, but they also had many other movement skills. Odin sped up in order to catch up, and Green Dumpling immediately used the cheetahs Adrenaline skill to run even faster. Odin tried using sh twice, and Green Dumpling was unstinting in his use of the life-saving dash skills. The two of them covered over 100 meters in just five seconds, going directly from the statue of the sea god to the entrance to the storm templeCCthey had covered the entire diameter of the map. As soon as Green Dumpling saw that hed run to the edge of the map, he became even more straightforward. He turned into an eagle and flew up to the ceiling, turning 180 degrees to run back. Tsk. The master assassin felt that he instead was chasing a mouse, who was running for its life, everywhere. He stopped, then pulled out his darts to shoot down some bird feathers. Outside the arena, thementator sighed soundlessly, his voice slowing back down into retirement pace, It can be seen that Green Dumpling has yed out his speed advantage once again. Although Odin has the opportunity to attack, there is no chance for him to stick close until he kills his opponent. Odin is still testing. He hasnt used any big ultimate moves like Shadow Jump yet. He should have been attempting to attack Green Dumplings legs just now, but as soon as a druid transforms, their disabled state will be reset, and it doesnt affect his ability to escape at all. Indeed. The eagle flew back to the sea god statue andnded on its shoulder, turning back into human form. He tried to heal himself with druid magic, but when Odin chased after him again, he suddenly turned into a cheetah and ran into the shadows. This time, Odin had even put away his weapons and walked to the middle of the temple with his long legs. He was calm and unaffected like a royal or noble who was attending a banquet in the hall. In any case, everyone knew about Green Dumplings fighting style. This rogue would definitely heal himself and thene back to fight again. CCOdin now fully understood why everyone disliked this druid. It may be rare in the interster e-sports arena, but this kind of guerri ying method of I just like to think about you every day, fight and harass you every day, and if you can, you can defend against me every day wasmon in real battlefields. After all, in reality, there were many battles in which the weak must defeat the strong, and the weak could only use such tactics in desperate situations. Odin felt no prejudice against such people, but this didnt prevent him from continuing to chase after him. Thirty seconds shed by, and only one other small encounter had broken out. The druid scurried and worked like a hamster, running around the map while healing himself back up to full health. At the same time, Odins y style seemed to be mainly exploratory, and there was no loss in health. His stealth skill had already finished its cooldown. The two yers were still in the same state theyd been at the start of the gameCCit was no wonder most of Green Dumplings matchessted at least 10 minutes. Unfortunately, this map wasnt suited for procrastination. This was because, by the 40th second, six of themps had already flickered out. At this moment, everyone from thementators to the audience were stunned, Oh, heavens! This seems to being close to the record for bad luck! There are only threemps left! Most of the temple was already shrouded in darkness! Just as the darkness intensified, another wave of fighting broke out in the corner. The two yers, whod snuck into the shadows, met again by chance. This time, Odin had only pulled out his dagger. When faced with the cheetahs attack, he was even more fierce than hed been in the first fightCC He held off the beasts ws with Song of Triumph and then grabbed one of its hind legs! The fast-running cheetah was actually quite light. Green Dumpling had originally been focused on protecting his belly, and hed been caught off guard. This time, Odin had directly caught his legCC And then, he tossed him into the air! ... Hmph. Odin used a burst of strength, and a low grunt sounded out in the temple. Then, the cheetah whirled around until it smashed into one of the pirs on the side. At the same time, the cheetah was stabbed straight in the carotid artery by the dagger. Thementators speed quickly soared, Alright, Green Dumpling has been caught! I really didnt expect that Odin woulde up with such a move in order to catch him. Lord Four is just like a crazy warrior! This attack is really too fierce! Contestants at this level had incredibly quick reaction speeds. Green Dumpling had only been attacked once, but he didnt waste any time adjusting his posture and immediately switched into a fighting bull form. Odin dodged the attack with a Shadow Dance, then saw that the bull, which had created a pair of sharp horns within 0.5 seconds, roared as it charged from beneath the pir, heading straight to the other side of the map without looking back. 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Chapter Ch132 - National Competition C Druid 2

trantor: xiin editors: apricot & juurensha As soon as the druids bull transformation appeared, Odin had turned to the side to avoid being right in front of him. No matter when, the front of a bull charge was always the most dangerous ce to be. In reality, it was strong enough to cut a man into twoCCin the game, it caused an unbearably high amount of damage! However, in order to bnce things out, bulls had very poor flexibility. This was especially the case after theyd begun a charge. Odin split up a small Shadow Dance and dodged while slicing with his dagger, Deep Silence. It seemed as though he hadnt even acted when the druid charged over! The impact was so great that even Odins de paused slightly, allowing everyone to see the shadow of the dending on the bulls side. As the two sides passed by each other in a sh, Deep Silence recovered its former nimbleness and was returned to its scabbard. However, the rtive speed of these events had been much faster than what the audience could see. After the bull had charged over ten meters in one go, a line of blood suddenly appeared on his body. Blood from the wound burst out suddenly with the violent exercise, causing a lot of dyed damage! Commentator: A good opportunity! Half of Green Dumplings health has been lost! To deal with guerri-style yers, one has to seize the opportunity and attack them recklessly. If they cant finish the fight, they will only be worn down by himter on. If its Lord Four, and he utilizes his explosive speed to catch up and stick to his opponent, there will always be some sort of opportunity! He cant allow Green Dumpling any time to breathe. The twomentators finished speaking passionately, and then, the atmosphere suddenly grew quiet again. The scene turned extremely awkward all at once. This was because Lord Four didnt chase after his opponent. Not only did he not chase, but he also put both of his weapons back into the scabbard. As the bull charged straight into the darknessCCthe lights starting from the entrance leading to the middle of the temple had already all gone out, leaving nothing to be seenCCthe sound of rumbling over marble soon faded, indicating that the druid had reached the entrance of the temple. Odin took out two darts and threw them over, seeming to express that he had tried to chase. Thementators felt awkward for a while, then pretended to forget anything had happened, and continued, There are still three lights left. Its difficult to exin why Odin didnt cherish this opportunity. After all the lights go out, water will pour into the temple. Although both yers will lose health at the same rate, the druid has a marine transformation and can hold on for longer... Its not good for Odin to continue on like this. At this time, everyone knew that the druid, who muddled along, must be hiding on the other side of the map and healing himself. Odin must have also known this, but he still stood there beneath the statue of the sea god and pulled out all his darts from his tactical belt. Darts in the interster era were made of super alloypounds and were extremely light and thin. His belt could hold as many as 50 darts, and now, he still had about 20 of them stacked together. The twomentators spected, He should be making a trap. When Odin yed against the elemental dancer, Geng Chen, for the first time in the provincialpetition, he had set up a steel wire trap. I heard that he had also used a trap in the teampetition, but the effect hadnt been so obvious. Yes, the great demon king isnt a yer who likes to use traps. To be honest, he can aplish anything with just a de and an ambush. In general, he really doesnt need to use things like traps. This time, its probably because he doesnt n to chase after Green Dumpling and wants to just wait for the rabbit to send itself to his door? Everything was soonplete. Odin stood on the shoulder of the sea god statue, and the light from themp held by the statue illuminated his body from the bottom up. Someone in the audience expressed: Gee! Its full of sinister intent! Im thinking back to when the great demon king yed the entertainment game like a suspense thriller script... Themps around the sea god were still lit. With this kind of fixed light source, traps would leave subtle shadows nearby. This was why Odin hadnt initially set up the traps. After a while, the druid still hadnt appeared. Everyone understood that the druid must have be a cheetah once again. Odin simply went into stealth mode as well. Then, both yers started to grope around for each other in the dark. The search this time onlysted for about five seconds. Both sides found each others tracks at almost the same time. At a distance of 10 meters, Odin was the first to throw a dart! The cheetah approached quickly and pounced into the air to bite! Just at this time, two more oilmps from the pirs beside them went out at the same time. All of a sudden, the environment around them fell into darkness! The system automatically adjusted the screen, and the audience could see what was happening in the dark. First, the cheetahs eyes lit up in a sh, and then, there was a spark at its ws. At this time, Song of Triumph suddenly sang out, and its first trajectory was shown on the screenCC It had only sung out once, but there were three distinct arcs of light! Thementator cried, Its a once in a lifetime opportunity! It turns out that this is a three-strikebo from Song of Triumph! Immediately after, the othermentator followed up with the progress of the game, Deep Silence has alsoe out of its sheath, but it isnt reflecting light! Deep Silence was perfectly integrated into the night. Beneath the bright and magnificent light from Song of Triumph, it looked extremely treacherous, but it always obtained results every time it came out of its sheath. The cheetah and Odin switched positions again, and the druids health had obviously been cut down. This had been their third face-to-face encounter. The cheetah hadnte out on top but had learned from experience and managed to use its hind paw to do some damage to Odin. But, he had almost lost his bnce due to this, tumbling and rolling on the ground. His second attack after that had seemed a little weakCC Then, when Odin attacked again, the cheetahs body suddenly shed with the light of druid magic! Thementator was shocked and shouted, Acting! The cheetah was still up in the air, and its attack hadnt diminished at all. Within 0.5 seconds, it suddenly transformed into a male lion with a golden mane! As its body expanded, the range and breadth of the attack changed. The two yers, who should have passed by each other, suddenly collided. The lion fell to the ground, taking Odin with him and simultaneously opening up a huge wound! At this critical moment, everyone could hear a clear ng sound. Odin had crossed his two weapons and shed against the approaching fangs. The lion suddenly twisted his body, his front paws attacking with great force. At this moment, both sides movements were as fast as lightning. Odin jumped up on the spot and lifted his leg in a kick, urately hitting the weakest part of the lions chinCC AoCC The male lion roared, and his attack came up empty. Odins hand touched the ground, and he performed a beautiful backwards somersault, going from the ground up to the statue of the sea god behind himCCit had been a 90-degree vertical leap. Thementators thoughts churned, and they had a hunch! But before they could speak, everyone could already see the results! After Odinnded, they all heard thementators voice, sh! After the dust from the sh settled down, the druids health was immediately reduced to 50%. He immediately turned around to leave! He was a yer who was ready to bail and heal himself at any time. The ups and downs of battle werent the key point at all. The point was that he had taken down 10% of Odins health in this skirmishCCas long as he was able to attack, he just had to do the same thing another 10 times and eventually take away the rest of Odins health. In the worst-case scenario, thest light would go out, and the sea water would pour in. However, in that case, even thementators knew that druids would have the advantage. At this moment, thestmp that was in the sea gods hands was flickering in the wind. Outside the storm temple, the chill from the deep sea had already infiltrated inwards, and dust and scattered droplets of water were falling from the broken ceiling. All of these thoughts shed through the druids mind, and then, he suddenly changed from a lion to an eagleCCa better form to escape withCCquickly flying up high and plunging into the darkness. Had another series of attacks ended again? Just as thementators slowed down, a new situation appeared in the fieldCCthe druid, whod fled into the darkness, suddenly took a lot of damage! The eagle lost control and shriekedCCone of the eagles wings had been injured, and he fell from the air. Thementator took a quick look at the system report and said, This is the damage from Odins trap! The druid had been flying at a high speed in the air and suddenly hit a steel wire. The steel wire cut his wing in half instantly, causing another 15% of damage to his health. Its the two darts that were thrown out just now! Thementator eximed. The druid came back to his senses almost simultaneously. He didnt wait for Odin, who was standing by the statue of the sea god, toe and finish off the attack and instead gritted his teeth, transforming into a bull to continue his escape. At this point, Odin came out from beneath the shelter of the sea gods statue. As there was only one source of light left, the shadows spread more the further he went until he was fully integrated into the shadowed darkness of the entire temple. The druid, Green Dumpling, rushed to the entrance of the temple again. His transformation skills had cooled down, but he didnt dare to change back into human form to heal himself. He could only transform once every three seconds, and he couldnt run away from Odin in his human form. He had to keep the skill cooldown in order to escape to the other side of the map and heal himself. When Odin came chasing after him, Green Dumpling was suddenly tense. There was a sense of fear that forced him to feel desperate. He was looking for an opportunity to transform himself into an eagle again and spread his wings to fly away. Odin sent out a dart from where he was standing! The dart passed through an extinguished oilmp and made an ominous cackle sound. Then, it hit Green Dumpling once, and everything fell back into silence. At the moment, Green Dumpling waspletely unable to concern himself over what kind of traps might have beenunched. He was focused on just escaping Odins pursuit. And... sure enough, he encountered a steel wire once again. However, he was prepared this time and turned into a cheetah when hended, making use of his stealth ability! At this time, Odin approached slowly and took out thest dart with steel wire, sping it in the palm of his hand. He narrowed his eyes slightly, then flicked his hand like lightning, and sent it flying out. Ch133 - ...

Chapter Ch133 -

trantor: xiin editors: kara Finally, the dart cut through the cold, damp air and attacked the cheetah, who was falling in mid-air. The cheetah twisted its waist in an incredibly flexible movement and even managed to narrowly evade the dartCC The dart scraped across the cheetahs ear, curved like an arrow, and disappeared into the darkness. Immediately after that, Green Dumpling was shocked and caught off guard! A new danger had approached suddenly. It had started with a thin line that hindered his movements, then grew to be a big that headed towards the cheetahs head while he was stuck in mid-air and had nowhere to borrow force from to change directions. Itnded! Thementator shouted. Thest dart hadnt been aimed at the druid but rather at a suspended steel wire behind him! The steel wire had been held in ce by two darts. As the new dartnded and broke the fragile bnce, it swung downwards, triggering another steel wire that seemed to have been hanging there loosely, causing it to tighten to the limit.... A domino effect was triggered. It was only a small amount of power, but it could cause a hundred times the impact. This moment was like a drop of mercury. The pearl would ssh, causing an iparably fluid effect, making it so that people couldnt move their gazes away. It was such a subtle serial trap, yet it allowed Odin to flexibly and actively control the timing of when it closed in on the enemy! At this moment, he had thest steel wire in one hand as he came around from behind the stone pirCC As he walked, the wire began to tighten fatally around its prey! This technique, its very simr to chain formation! Thementator spoke excitedly. The othermentator pointed out, No, it should be called chain arrow. I remember that its very demanding and requires a very strong geometricputing ability. It was first popr in the Earth District. I really had never thought that Lord Four had once dealt with the chain arrow technique before and now hase up with an evolved version without saying a thing! Compared to the chain arrow, darts and steel wires were smaller targets, and the required uracy of the calction andnding points was doubled. Even those who were experienced in dealing with traps such as Green Dumpling had never thought that Odin could create a remotely controlled trap in such a short time! At this time, the cheetah hadpletely lost its bnce. Its upper body was entangled in the steel wires, and it fell directly to the ground, struggling with the in vain. CCGreen Dumplings transformation ability had been used a second ago when he switched from eagle to cheetah form, and he was unable to transform again at this time to escape. By the time his transformation abilitys cooldown ended, it would be toote! Odins speed was too fast. He used one hand to tighten this death trap as he neared the druid. The steel wires ability to shrink was limited. As Odin continued to walk, it tightened as much as it could and then finally brokeCC At the same time, the system judged that the druid had taken a huge hit, and he lost another 30% of his health! Shadow Dance! Twelve-hitbo! Green Dumpling had no way to dodge. When it came to de fighting, he definitely wasnt Odins opponent! During this gorgeousbo, the druid turned into an eagle onest time and was finally able to break away from the remains of the, flying to the nearby statue of the sea god that held thestmp. The sea gods gaze was downcast as he looked at everything in the temple withpassion. The eagle had only flown a few meters at a low altitude when a piercing sound rang out from behind himCC The short sword, Song of Triumph, flew through the sky, cruelly piercing through one of the eagles wings and nailing it to the statue! Following the eagles fierce cry, the invisible second countdown suddenly stopped at a key number. One minute. The magicmp in the sea gods hand extinguished in response! The eagle was nailed there. Looking down, he could see Odins figure blur suddenly before meltingpletely into the shadows. The sky copsed, and there was a roaring sound everywhere. The cold air from the deep sea instantly covered what little air was left. The sound of the tide surged out from behind Odin like an ancient beast roaring wildly in the dark. The water had already begun to pour in! The sound of Odins footsteps was clean and crisp. He arrived in front of the eagle, and the dagger, Deep Silence, passed by quietly and gentlyCC When the druid turned into a streak of light and flew off, the screen was still scrolling like mad, Ahhhhhh, hold on for a while! Green Dumpling! Water water water water water, yes yes yes yes... Im begging you to live for a little while longer! Its going to be wet, its going to be wet! Gods up above, its really not easy for us to wait for materials! It wasnt easy to encounter a seafloor map! I! Will! Hold! On! For! One! Second! ... However, there wasnt one second. Just when the sea roared in, and the initial wave was about to touch Lord Fours clothes with its endless white foam, unfortunately, the scene was shut down by the system. The two yers were teleported back onto the stage. The sea water hadnt even touched the great demon kings clothes! ...... The rainy day cult collectively fell silent. They maintained their strong and intense expression as they entered this silence, acting like stone carvings that were conspicuously embedded in the audience. The master assassin returned to the stage and discovered that todays public screen was extraordinarily quiet. During days when the rainy day cult wasnt there, the remaining fans had extremely low fighting power. They only knew how to lick lick lick CCNo, wait, lick lick lick wasnt eptable either! CCthe old antique began to wonder when his bottom line had gotten so low. It seemed the proportion of rational e-sports fans had suddenly be higher. They were in the midst of discussing, What is the name of the pseudo-chain arrow technique from just now? That druid will stop at the top 20 this time. To tell the truth, his ying style really doesnt conform to the e-sports spirit. Unfortunately, theres been no way to deal with himCCthis time, however, Green Dumpling had simply kicked an iron te. Im feeling heartache in advance for his next opponent. Im feeling even more heartache for the great demon kings next opponent! Green Dumplings y style is very difficult to deal with, but Lord Foursck of y style is even harder to deal withCCLord Four is really that type of winning with no moves against those with moves, who wins based on game consciousness. He never ys any sort of routine, and Ive never seen anyone who can improvise like that yet keep on winning all the way into the top eight of the National Championships... Regardless of who hes matched up withter, hes already made it into the top 10. The twomentators looked at the public screen and answered questions while thinking to themselves: My god, todays public screen is so serious, were really not used to it! A momentter, the host asked Lord Four for his speech. Odin was expressionless as he refused to ept the microphone that was shaped like a fairy wand, ...... CCHe didnt even want to toss over a No. Stupid, interster humans! Public screen: Heeheeheehee! Todays iceberg face is particrly different! Taking a screenshot! The great demon king is simply the cutest! Commentators: ....... Yep, this style was more like it. ...... Tyron quickly returned to the audience. The first thing he did was lift up the cat that was seated in his spot and look at it expressionlessly. The cat: ...... Tyron: ...... Cat: ... Meow meow meow? Tyron set the cat back onto the ground and picked up Victor instead. Without saying another word, he held him up in a princess carry and headed home. The hairs all over Victors body stood on end. He was red from his ears all the way to his neck, and he really couldnt hold onto the cold war anymore. He spoke in a low voice, Theres lots of people, lots of people, lots of people! Put, put, put me down... The old antique nced back at the cat that had been tossed aside and suddenly picked up his pace, going faster and faster until he disappeared around a corner on the street. Victor: ... Cat! The cat! The cat that had just had the fur at the nape of its neck pinched together froze for a long time before suddenlying back to its senses and squirming away. After running back to the house while holding someone in his arms all in one go, even the old antique, who had amazing physical strength, was a little tired. He huffed and panted as he entered the house and kicked the door closed behind him. Victor was dizzy from the change in direction and was tossed onto the sofa. Before he could figure out what was going on, he was suddenly pressed down again. Victor: Let, let go of me... you, you, you, I, I, I... Shh. Tyron was short of breath. He pressed a finger onto his mouth to stop him from talking, then took off his coat, and covered Victorpletely with his body. Victor was kabedon-ed into the sofa. He felt as though he was being watched by a beast and forced into a corner of the wall. Tyron looked at him with a pair of shing golden eyes, then kept up his kabedon posture as he started to do pushups on the sofa. Push! Ups! Victor could see the face of his old antique drawing closer, and the others heavy breath blew over his neck, but in the next second, it was suddenly far away, then close again. It was like there was a burning breath that passed over directly, causing his chest to heat up as well. Victor: ...... He...He was going to die. While doing pushups, Tyron gasped and said, I bullied you yesterday... and, youre angry, hm? This hm was simply a rumble that came from deep in his chest. It was maic and deep, shaking Victor from his neck all the way down to his tail vertebrae. Victors scalp was numb, and his entire body felt heated, I... I just... casually... got a little, little bit angry? After having said that, the little demon in Victors inner heart thumped his head against the wall a hundred times. What the hell was a little, little bit angry?! Ah, Victor! You spineless thing! You clearly think that you cant keep indulging the old antiques bad habit of tricking people! Why!? Why does it sound like you were the one who did something wrong as soon as you opened your mouth!? Oh... Tyron gave a lowugh and continued to do more pushups. I do like bullying you. Victor: ...... This old viin! What did those two sentences mean when they were ced together? Wasnt it just like saying, Yes, indeed, I know that I was wrong, but Im not going to change?! Victor wanted to go crazy, but he also wanted to cry as he discovered he was really spineless. It was because the old antique was doing these pushups too close to him, and his pushups were dropping even lowerCChis burning body seemed to just about stick to Victors but would leave after a brief moment. When he exerted his strength, the muscles of his chest and arms showed smooth curves that seemed to be coated in a thinyer of sweat under the lighting, beautiful and almost erotic. He started to sweat, and a small bead of moisture slipped down his neck tond suddenly on Victors corbone. Victor felt as though hed been scalded. He shivered involuntarily, and then, his very honest and diligent body got hard. Tyron remained pressed over his body as he exercised, gasping into his ear, his tone carrying a smile, Do you want me to bully you? Ch134 - Spring Flowers Will Bloom~

Chapter Ch134 - Spring Flowers Will Bloom~

trantor: xiin warning: very mild NSFW (the river crab took away most of it) Victor was teased by his husband until he couldnt close his legs on a daily basis, what to do! What else could he do! The old viin had asked this kind of question, just like a subus who kissed a person and then asked, Do you want another kiss?. Could he possibly give a negative answer?! Victor was simply about to shed two spaghetti-like tears. He reached around Tyrons neck and said helplessly, Oh... okay. Bully me, then QAQ. Tyron finally stopped for a moment and hugged Victor as he sat up, settling him down over his waist before wrapping his arms around his chest and saying, Im tired, you move yourself. Victor: ...... Who told you to deliberately use up your strength! You came back and did so many pushups! Tyron the viin started toin first, Ah, youre the one who was kicking up a fuss first. Victor: Desperate eyes.jpg Ah! How could my old antique be so evil! Two minutester. Victors jacket was still there, but his trousers werepletely gone. He knelt there nervously, reaching down and touching... to confirm the location. . The old viin put his hands behind his head, and it seemed that he didnt intend to help at all. He lifted up his hips suggestively. Victor flushed all the way to the base of his neck. He kept swallowing convulsively, and finally prepared himself mentally. When he looked up again, he was ready to die a brave deathCC At this time, the doorbell rang. Victor: ...... Tyron: ... Ignore it! The AI housekeeper didnt dare to show up and disturb them once their voices rang out and could only say weakly, Sir, a self-service taxi is outside. A kinddy helped you bring the cat home. As though confirming what shed said, a meowing sound could be heard from outside the door. A self-service taxi was a fully automated transport that could be used like a luxury delivery service. There would be an auxiliary robot that helped the elderly, the sick, or disabled to get on or off the vehicle, and of course... it could also hug a cat and bring it back. If they ignored the robot, it could stand there at the door holding the cat all day long and keep its in use sign on the whole time. And obviously, the cat outside could meow for them to hear as well! Along with the asional sound of the cating in from outside the door, Victor broke down and moved himself. Due to excessive shamefulness, he was extremely sensitive. After a long time that felt like months, he finally couldnt hold it back anymore and was [BeepCC] into tears. Tyron set it on the coffee table andmanded, Sit. Dont move. The cat was scared by his attitude and its fur puffed up, making it a full size bigger. It blinked its eyes at him before shrinking tentatively into a ball on top of the remote control. Victor had juste out of the bedroom. He was still wet and miserable, and looked more pitiful than the white cat as he went toy down on his side on the sofa. Tyron looked at the human and the cat and said, Where did the cate from? The first time this cat had appeared was when Victor brought it to the audience stands today. Victor should have gotten it in the short time after hed gone out. This cat seemed to be very friendly to humans and it was clear at first sight that it was a domestic cat that had been raised by others before. it was so soft that it seemed almost boneless, and had no aggression at all. Sure enough, Victor said, Its... its a cat that my former roommate kept. Tyron poured a ss of milk for Victor, Hes not raising it himself? Victor held the milk and confessed honestly, Actually, it was a cat that his girlfriend wanted to raise, and they called it Concubine. My roommate doesnt like cats, but after raising it for over a year, he discovered that it was very cute and started to care for it. Yet as a result, yesterday, his girlfriend suddenly told him that she wanted to raise a child. It turned out that she had always wanted a child, but because he wasnt willing, they raised a cat instead to test the waters... As a result, its like what you guessed. After being used to taking care of the big boss cat, he felt that raising a child to apany the cat was quite a good idea. Tyron: ...... There was a lightning bolt, and the old antique was struck by lightning. Victor continued, His girlfriend got pregnant. After she got pregnant, she said that the cat was too active and wanted to get rid of the cat until the child is born. So... so he dropped off the cat here with me. Tyron asked: Theyre here too? Victor nodded, Yes, they came here to see the National Championships. My roommate has been a fan of e-sports for a long time. He was the one who led me to pursue the game at the start. The white cat whod been used and left behind was oblivious to their conversation. It licked his paws and washed its face, then suddenly became energetic again, calling out in a hoarse voice, MeowCC Tyron looked at this little thing again with an inquisitive gaze and tentatively reached out to pinch its plush white paws. The white cat was a little afraid of him, and its cry turned into a weak Mi... Victor leaned on Tyrons shoulder and spoke in a low voice, Look, cats are like children. You have to wait on them, take care of them, and be considered. However, cats are less troublesome. My roommate said that if he hadnt learned how to take care of a cat, he wouldnt be able to imagine how to raise a child who can make trouble 24 hours a day. Tyron narrowed his eyes slowly and finished savoring the words, ... You also like children? Victor was stunned for a moment, then he thought about it seriously, Children... theyre quite fun. Nowadays, its quite convenient to have a child. Many hospitals can guarantee that the sess of a test tube baby is over 99%. As long as both sides provide genes, its not that troublesome to take care of children. We can find a housekeeping robot, and Athena can help as well. Tyron thought about it for a moment and didnt speak. Victor continued, Actually, I didnt think so much about it. Its just that this cat is quite cute. Mm. Tyron thought about it for a moment, then reorganized his words and said, I havent thought about this matter before. Future generations... I dont feel that I can take responsibility for them. Let me think about it. To be honest, Victors first reaction to this was: This must be due to my old antiques childhood experiences. Hes afraid that he would do the same cruel things to his children and that he wouldnt be able to fulfill his responsibilities as a parent... Ah, how tragic! Victor was deeply distressed. He regretted bringing back the white cat. In fact, hed just thought that the old antique would like it... When Tyron had gone to see Father Vic and Mother Vic, although he hadnt shown any expression on the surface, hed actually been in a good mood, withplex traces of envy. Victor had noticed, and felt that his old antique might like the bond between father and won. Victor was distracted by his thoughts as he yed with the cat, and nearly fell over onto the ground. Tyron looked up and saw his silly appearance, What are you thinking about? Frowning the whole time? Victor looked up and stammered an apology to him. Tyron raised his eyebrows. He could tell what he was thinking, and stretched out an arm, pulling Victor over. He said, Child, youre thinking too much. Your man simply doesnt like children and pets. Victor: ...... Victor was shocked! How could there be anyone in the world who didnt like cats! Tyron pinched his eyebrows and spoke with amusement, Some things in the world are too soft and too weak. They only look beautiful. If they want to survive, they have to rely on others to take care of them. Do you think that I would like this kind of useless silk flower? Victor was very dazed, Taking care of others can be fun... And if its a child that has a connection to you, youll definitely like it. Tyron narrowed his eyes and didnt use a story about the subus race to scare him. Ah, when it came to the demon races, nobody would take care of their children. Subus often seduced the strong, gave birth to children who had half of the bloodline of the powerful demons, and then ate the child as a perfect power tonic... There was no such attribute as caring for children in their natures. However, elves were very good at taking care of children. Their nature was such that no matter what race it was, they instinctively wanted to take care of babies. Unfortunately, Tyron had a half-elf mother who failed to be a good role model, and other than being devoted to his lover, Tyron hadnt inherited any other traits from his elvish side. All in all, Tyron didnt like children, didnt like pets, didnt like things that were soft and weak and needed to be taken care of. Lets talk about children in the future. Was what he finally said. Victor was shocked by this, Youve never expressed your hate for something like this before! Oh, in fact, I do hate things. The master assassin held back augh, I also hate spareribs with watermelon. Its very nasty. Victor: ...... Tyron exinedzily, Im trained not to show my likes and dislikes. Victors eyes were round as he asked, I could tell with the stewed watermelon! I also know that you hate some kinds of seafood and that you dont like bittermelon... what else do you dislike? Tyron said, Oh, nothing much. I also hate internal organs, fur, golden needle mushrooms, fish head, clear tea, and all kinds of hooves... I should ssify it more. For meat, I dont like pork, mutton and duck, for fish, I dont like cot, flounder, squid, and yellow croakers, for tea, I dont like chrysanthemum... Then, he reported over 20 kinds of food all in one go. Victor was so shocked that he felt numb all over. Fortunately, there was a lot of food that he also didnt eat, so he hadnt ever made those dishes. CCHis old antique was so hard to serve! It was fine to dislike something, but hed actually never mentioned it! After reporting the list, Tyron said, By contrast, in fact, cats arent that annoying. If you want to raise one, we can go pick one up some day. Having said that, he stretched out his hand and touched the white cat. The white cat made a hoarse and lingering cry. Tyron felt that something was off and asked, Is it in heat? Victor was still taking notes like crazy. He was confused when he heard this, Ah, its true that its spring right now... As soon as he finished speaking, he looked at the white cat that was being stroked by the old antique. It stretched out its entire body, and then raised its tail high, presenting them with its buttocks. Tyron: ...... Victor: ...... There was a plop as the pen fell to the ground. Victors face looked like hed just been struck by lighting. The old antique had sent this female cat into heat by stroking it twice! Ch135 - Assassin Civil War

Chapter Ch135 - Assassin Civil War

trantor: xiin editor: kara After finishing dinner that evening, Victors eyebrows still held traces of anger as he picked up the cat and sent it back to his roommate. This part of the artificial had entered thete night phase, and there were a lot of party lights and alcohol everywhere. In order to send away this cat, Victor was really putting in a lot of effort. He didnt stop until he found his roommate in a club. This roommate of his, who had lived with him for two years, was confused by his actions. He spoke as he epted the cat, You... you went through so much trouble and came into a private club just for this? Victor: This is for the sake of harmony in the family. You dont get it. Roommate: ...... Is it such a big deal that youve married your male god?! My wife is pregnant! If you have the ability, you should go and get pregnant too! This private club was mainly focused on gambling for the National Championships. Although it wasnt illegal, it wasnt a fully legal activity either. It was a business that really tread the fine line and therefore didnt dare to open up to the public. Instead, it allowed some young men who were in the circle toe in for entertainment. Victor wasnt interested in these things, but when he looked up, he saw the words: Odin vs Vantico. He stopped and looked at it a little more. His roommate spoke up, Darling! You have such sharp eyes! I had never thought that you wouldve picked out the great demon king back then when he was still reading in the library! Howe I dont have that kind of luck!? Victor asked and finally discovered that his roommate had lost a lot of money in the past two days. It was mainly because hed also ced some bets on Odin that hed managed to remain afloat. Although the amount that hed lost wasnt considered a lot for a second generation, the key was that it had been too humiliating. Victor wasnt interested in participating though and asked casually, Are you guys holding bets for the top eight? His roommate pulled him over to the betting window to take a look: They really were taking bets for the next game. . Victor took a look and saw that beneath the entry for Odin vs Vantico, the odds were almost 50-50 while Odins return was slightly lower by around 0.1. He asked curiously, How is this predicted? Does this mean that more than 50% of the betters are cing bets on Odin? The second most popr betting zone was for the championship round. The champion of the previous National Championships, Crimson, and the runner-up, Jiuzhou, had steadily entered the top eight once again, and they would definitely have another decisive battle. Although the club was based around gambling, it was still mainly for fun. The second-generation rich would spend time here, so there was plenty of avable news, and e-sports analysts had also been employed to oversee the betting. Victor casually read a few more reports and noticed that the win rate for Odin vs Vantico was fluctuated at around 55% with the highest one only giving 80%. Victor wasnt willing to ept this, Why is it so low? I feel that it should be at least 98%. His roommateughed, Hey, its just for fun. If you really followed the analysis, we wouldve made bets based onst years ranking a long time ago. These analysts only know how to look at the data... Victor was gracious, Eh, sooner orter theyll be pping their own faces. His roommate could actually hear a sense of having experienced the world from this sentence. Had Victor often seen people pping their own faces? Victor: When the game is over, give them a few more bonuses. These analysts eyes... its probably hard for them to support themselves. Roommate: ...... On the way back, Victor pulled up the official website for the A-League National Championships. As expected, the images for the top eight were disyed on the home page. The great demon king was the one who drew the most attention. Half of the scrollingments on the front page were about him. After all, he was a neer to the scene like a War God whod lived in seclusion on a mountain who had suddenly jumped out. Over half of the remainingments were debating about the previous championship winner and runner-ups uing match. If one continued to look down, the matchups for the top eight had already been released. It was really Assassin, Odin, Earth District VS Assassin, Vantico, Earth District. Thements were all saying, Death match! This years Earth Districts two assassins are having a civil war! Fights between two yers of the same profession were called civil war. It was quite rare, especially in the top eight of the National Championships. Whats more the assassin profession itself wasnt a strong upation in the PVP arena. The advantage of stealth and sneak attacks decreased as one went higher up in the rankings. Other than these two assassins, there was also an oriental swordsman, a priest, a mage, an ability user, a dragon knight, and a ranger left. Their professions could be divided into 2 fighter types, 3 agility types, and 3 mage types. It could be said that it was quite evenly distributed, and there were no unexpected surprises. In fact, the professional PVP trends were very obvious. Fighters and assassins swept through the low-end arena, but there were more and more mage types in the middle ranks. Sometimes, at the provincialpetition level, half of the yers would be mages. However, when it came to the National Championships, there were much fewer mages around. In the top tier of e-sports, none of the yers relied on their professions. In reverse, the professions were more dependent on how the yers used them. For example, the runner-up fromst year, Jiuzhou, was a priest. In low-ranked fights, priests ounted for less than 1% of all professions. As long as there was another option, nobody would choose to use the priest profession. However, Jiuzhou could use this profession and make it all the way to second ce and fight with the champion, Crimson, to a point where the winner and loser wasnt clearly divided. Due to Jiuzhous understanding and interpretation of the priest profession, many priest schools have continuously redefined themselves. Last year, Jiuzhou had preferred using shields that reduced damage and other such spells, and this year, there was a school of thought called Anti-shield that had be popr. In the same way, a great demon king assassin came into being this year. This years assassin profession was suddenly greatly improved. There was a de fighting style that practiced de fighting to death every dayCCthey firmly believed that all skills were virtual, and only the power of real fighting was unshakable. When an assassin could wield their sword at a rate of nine times per second, they would be invincible across the whole world! Odin, who was regarded as the founder of this style, was currently eating snacks and watching videos. He wasnt nervous about the uing game at all. Victor came back from his trip outside and pped a stack of paper onto the table. He said, Youre fighting Vantico the day after tomorrow! Didnt you go watch Vanticos videos? I watched. Tyron said, Theyre not interesting. Victor opened up the stack of paper himself and said, Ive gotten a lot of top secret information. They call him the mysterious hand, and they say that he has many techniques. Heres a summary of the nine techniques that hes shownCC Tyron didnt look at them. He just said, Theyre all learned by rote and havent been integrated. Its useless even if he has more techniques. Right now, he should be the one who is nervous. He hasnte to provoke me recently. Its likely because hes been busy with special training. Victor smiled and said, Is he that nervous? Did he go back to find his teacher for more instruction? Speaking of which, I still dont know where he found such an amazing teacher, who could teach him so many techniques. Tyron pointed out, Have you seen his attack techniques? Mm. This kind of technique cant be summed up in a virtual arena. Its not in an embryonic form but rather a routine that was polished by many people. Its like a group of assassins summed up their decades of experience, then discussed, polished, and further improved it in order to create such a perfect technique. Victor pondered this for a moment, Such a thorough assassin club doesnt exist in the e-sports circle. All the yers are quite humble and self-taught. Besides, nobody has ever used Vanticos techniques before. So, Vantico is... Hes probably learning from the people in your game world. The master assassin was very casual about it, Hes being cultivated by some organization. Its quite a rare opportunity. Vantico was indeed in special training. And, all this training was affecting his mental state a little bit. In order to go further during this years National Championships and at the very least not fall from the top three, he was under great pressure. This was particrly true after he had encountered an unlucky thing that had a rtively low probabilityCChe was going up against Odin in the top eight. Odin was a great demon king, who excelled at de fighting! In this world, how could there be two assassins who encountered each other in a civil war without engaging in a de fight?! What made it worse was that Vantico couldnt find a suitable partner to train his moves withCCan opponent at Odins level wasntparable to the Ice Sword Array or a simtion AI provided by the system. It was even less possible to find an NPC or boss in the game world... Ah, those bosses were all the types that required an entire PVE team and werent something that a single person could go and PVP against with ease. By the time the match day had approached, Vantico was so anxious that he had begun to lose his hair, and he couldnt find half of his usual arrogant aggressiveness. Hed changed his character stats over and over again until finally following Old Friends advice and using a temte that tended towards sword-wielding and sharp edgesCC It was the same temte as Odins: It only focused on weaponry and not on skills, with attributes maxed out. He had to focus on his strengths and make up for his weaknesses. His basic attributes couldnt be inferior to OdinsCCIf that happened, he wouldnt even have to go up and would simply be killed in a de fight. Vantico: Come! Lets fight with technique! This young master has nothing but techniques! When they arrived at thepetition arena, the twomentators were also very surprised. Our two god-level assassins have finally encountered each other in the top eight. We never thought that their stats and skills would be exactly the same! Odin is using a short sword, darts, darts, and steel wire while Vantico is using two daggers, a crossbow, and a hook w... Whats shocking is that neither of them took any skills! That means that other than Shadow Jump and Stealth that are both unconditional, instant-cast skills, theyre both relying on basic attacks and techniques to fight this round! The game hasnt even started yet, but Im already a little scared and shocked. One of thementators joked, This is really the peak battle of the century between assassins. It would be fun if we could randomly draw maps like the Night of the Full Moon or the top of the Forbidden City. Ch136 - National Competition - Assassin 1

Chapter Ch136 - National Competition C Assassin 1

trantor: xiin editor: kara The randomized map results came out. There was no Night of the Full Moon or the top of the Forbidden City. It was the Desert Temple. It was a map that had appeared before. It was surrounded by t desert, and the remains of an ancient Egyptian temple covered most of the middle of the map. The temple had three floors, and there were several hidden tforms on the top and narrow sewers on the bottom. Only the middle of the temple was very open, and it had a dry fountain in the center. The venue wasrge enough for ten people to y a teampetition in. Thementators didnt need to evaluate and say it, because the audience could already see: This was a map that suited professional assassins. Ambushes could be set up from anywhere; sneak attacks could happen anywhere; and it was also suitable for closebat. Now, the only question was: Who would be able to snatch the advantage? As everyone knew, one of the biggest advantages an assassin had was the ability tounch a sneak attack. At the start of the countdown, the two assassinsnded facing each other, looking at each other from a distance of over 20 meters away, with the fountain between them. The audience was very nervous! They rubbed to clear their eyes, wanting to see who would take the lead. The reason for this was that, in this fight between Vantico and Odin, it was no longer a question of who was better, and who was inferior. It was a question of which school of assassins would flourish in the future, and which school would have to quit the mainstream stage! When the countdown had ended, everyones jaw dropped. Nobody had tried to gain an advantage, and nobody had entered stealth! As soon as the countdown had ended, the two assassins had moved directly towards each other. Thementators also instantly got to work, They didnt enter stealth! The two of them are preparing to fight it out directly! It can be seen that Odin started with a sh, and Vantico started with a Bow WalkCC The two movement techniques brought them together, and the two assassins entered each others attack range within two seconds of the start of the match, meeting to the left of the fountain. In the first wave of attacks, their des only struck once each! They could see a bright white, sh-like sh in the air. Then, the two people had already switched positions, and their health hadnt changed at all. The scene seemed to freeze, and it was as though time had slowed down due to the strong tension during the confrontation. Then, Vanticopleted his turn using the technique, Lotus Walk, and his two daggers turned into virtual shadows at the same timeCC It was just like a hurricane had squeezed through narrow cracks, like turbulence had forced through the narrowest part of the river. The surging force was bound and forced through a well-tempered track. The narrowest part of the river also moved the most quickly. The track wasnt free, but in exchange, it pushed the limits of speed and strength! Thementator called out the name of the technique, Wind Pressure! Vantico came up and used his main DPS technique! Odin was first to take a step back, and then, he attacked even more quickly. In his right hand, Song of Triumph instantly started up a continuous stream of counter-attacks! Vanticos Wind Pressure was like a charging stream of strength while Odinsbo was like a spider web that spread out quietlyCCit appeared gentle and leisurely on the surface, and sometimes, only a trace of it could be seen. If it wasnt for Vanticos de moving to meet it, it would basically have been ignored. However, nobody believed that this was harmless. This was because the dagger, Deep Silence, was waiting behind it, and Deep Silence was like the fangs of a dragon. Its four attacks per second now, and its gradually speeding up! Theyre about to enter the rhythm of a de fight! Thementator cried passionately, Do both sides intend to start de fighting!? Less than a secondter, the othermentator immediately spoke up, Its now more than six knives per second and still increasing at the speed of light! Odin is forcing Vantico to fight! Thementator didnt have enough time to exin the situation. Hed never before seen such a cruel and violent method of coercion before. The sudden strong pressure smashed apart Vanticos n to escape in an instant. He gritted his teeth and used the skill, Eagle wCCthis technique used the hook w to hold onto the enemys neck, shoulder, or elbow, and it used the strong grasping characteristics of the hook w to limit one side of the enemys range of movement. Apart from him, no other yer had ever been able to use the hook w as a weapon at such a close range. During a de fight, this move was deadly. ngCC There was a loud noise, and the hall suddenly fell silent again. The Eagle w hadnded, but it hadnt hit the position Vantico had aimed atCCOdin had held the dagger, Deep Silence, up and aimed straight at his golden hooks ws. Both sides fell into a temporary stalemate, and the rhythm of the de fight had also slowed down. Odin had lost 1% of his health from the shock of the hit, but his golden eyes seemed to brighten. Vantico, who was the closest person to him, even felt that hed heard him say, Interesting. Thementators were exining eagerly, Vantico avoided making a mistake! He didnt fall into Odins dominant fighting rhythm and broke through with his technique! Sure enough, he doesnt want to take the risk of de fighting with the great demon king! The next second, the two assassins attacked at the same time! Odins body spun, and heunched a double attack, shown by two snow-white sword lights that shed across Vanticos bodyCConending against his dagger and the other slicing gently across his throat! Well-trained fighting instincts made Vantico subconsciously use Bow Step. He retreated one meter away in the blink of an eye and immediately retreated from the range of closebat attacks. He followed up with a Bow Walk and continued to move away, because he thought that Odin would take advantage of having the upper hand to pursue. However... Odin didnt. Odin stood there, holding the dagger, Deep Silence, close to his forearm, and he made a gesture with his fingerCC One. Vanticos eyelids trembled slightly. The feeling of being gently scratched across the throat by such a dagger seemed to linger on his neck. Vantico stepped back and disappeared amidst the structures, even as Odin did the same thing. The first round of face-to-face shes has juste to an end. Vantico used four techniques in a row, and he really deserves to be known as the runner-up with the nickname, Mysterious Hand. Thementator wiped his sweat, recovered slightly, and continued, His strategy of refusing to engage in a de fight is absolutely correct, but the problem is that Vantico has now created a weak point out of thin airCCOdin certainly understands this. At this point, thementators had no way to specte further, because they had no idea how Odin would exploit this weakness. They didnt even know if Odin would take advantage of it at all. The great demon king, Odin, was the grandmaster of e-sports strategy, and anyone who attempted to predict what he would do would be pping themselves in the face. They had no choice but to leave some space for the great demon king to y however he wanted to. Before thementators could finish sorting out their ideas, their heartbeats had already sped up again. This was because the two assassins were really treating time like it was money! Or, rather than saying that, maybe it was better to say that they were saving time! Theyd just finished the first round of directbat, but the two of them didnt go off to find suitable ambush locations. They instead wanted to turn back around and take the other party by surprise. In this situation, Vantico pretended that hed retreated, but in fact, hed found a hiding spot on the upper floor of the temple and decided tounch an active ambush there. As for Odin, he was even more daring. He stepped up onto the door post of the temple and found Vanticos position with a shCCso, to some extent, he hadnt been predicted incorrectly. The two of them met face-to-face on top of the door post. The terrain around them could be described with these words: a single wooden nk! At that moment, there was no time for thementators to react. The confrontation burst out like a sh of lightning! In this kind of situation, a de fight was inevitable. Vantico was instantly stuck in a dangerous situation! Song of Triumphs gorgeous death was approaching. Before the death god could close his, he had to either retreat or kill the immortal death god! However, in such a narrow ce, there was no space for the two yers to show their movement techniques. Vantico couldnt use Lotus Walk, which was good for movement and turning, and Odin couldnt use Shadow Dance, which was good for dodging and back-windingCChowever, they still had suitable disengagement techniques. Whoever uses invisibility first will lose! Thementators couldnt keep up with this dazzling confrontation for the moment. Instead, they could only wait for the slow-motion rey of this wonderful scene in order to exin it properly. Now, they chose to focus on the situation at hand, Vantico still has Bow Step, this technique is suitable for instant advance or retreat, and it can be used to quickly cut in or get out of the front lines. However, Odin has sh, which is rtively more versatile. If the two god-level assassins want to retreat, they can get out of this terrain safely with one movement skill followed by invisibility, but the problem isCCwhoever retreats will lose! As soon as his words fell, Vanticos Eagle w shed again! This time, there hadnt even been a sound of a sh. In the blink of an eye, his hook w had already left his hand! Odin hadnt used a high-speedbo to force him into de fighting this time. Instead, his dagger, Deep Silence, had been waiting for precisely this moment. At the time when the Eagle w had appeared, Deep Silence had already been waiting to strike down on Vanticos elbow like lightningCC At the same time, it had sliced across Vanticos ribs and extracted two drops of ruby red blood, sending them flying through the cold sky! The system judged: Disabled state, one-second duration. As Odin approached, the dagger moved gently towards Vantico, sending a chill towards his main artery. At this moment, Vanticos pupils contracted. Thementator shouted, Bow Walk! What critical timing! At this critical moment, Vantico used the technique, Bow Walk, which was very suited for retreating. In the twinkling of an eye, hed fallen down from the log bridge! However, the action didnt stop there. There was an unexpected change once again! shCC This graceful and startling figure suddenly approached Vantico once again! At this moment, the two peoples body postures and positioning remained almost unchanged. It was just like the two outlines on the wooden nk a moment ago yet shifted motionlessly one meter away! Odins left hand was so stable that the position of the dagger was exactly the same as it had been before, and it was still gently pressed against that same spotCCthe ce where it had just left a murderous mark. CCHowever, he clearly had had the opportunity to use abo to deal higher damage. Why was he so persistent about slicing his throat!? Even Vanticos brain seemed to nk out for a moment. Two. He heard Odin say this without any fluctuations in his voice. Ch137 - National Competition - Assassin 2

Chapter Ch137 - National Competition C Assassin 2

trantor: xiin editor: kara After the second throat slice, an idea shed through Vanticos heart, but it soon dissipated. As for Odin, he stopped immediately and walked away. He didnt seem to want to fight. This time, not just thementators, but even the audience could see a hint of what was happening, and theymented on the public screen, Is Odin doing it on purpose? Why is it that every time he gets the upper hand, he just slices his throat and leaves? So far, in the previous two exchanges, Odin had had the advantage, and he couldve continued... Just slicing the throat without abo doesnt deal enough damage. Take a look at the health values. At this time, it had been 11 seconds since the start of the game. Vanticos remaining health: 67%. Odins remaining health: 98%. The advantage couldnt be considered that big. For assassinsCCespecially those whose attributes were bnced for actualbat, a single set ofbo attacks was enough topletely take away 50% of their health. Vantico took a deep breath and calmed down. He said to himself: Its still unknown who will win. Psychologically, anyone who looks down on the enemy will have already lost! After the two men came down from the door post, Vantico used the Bow Line technique and once again retreated over 20 meters away. At this distance, anyone could tell that Odin did not intend to pursue. Vantico quickly hid behind a stone pir. The experiencedmentators could tell that he was nning to do something, so the cameras followed him the whole way. As expected, Vantico took out his ws and tossed them directly towards the ce where the fight had taken ce just now! The speed of the hook ws wasnt fast, but in the moment that they had beenunched up into the air, Vantico had opened up his stealth skill and disappeared along with the hook w. This was the prelude to his technique: Snake Walk! The name, Snake Walk, was taken from the saying, The grass snakes grey line hints at an ambush a long distance away. It alluded to a snake-like, long-distance ambush, sneak attack, and movement technique. The long-distance movement of this technique relied on the force provided by the hook w. Bow Walk was good for advancing and retreating in the battlefield; Lotus Walk was good for moving around in close quarters, and Snake Walk was a super long-distance pration technique. These three discement techniquesbined together formed a perfect set of movement techniques for the Mysterious Hand, Vantico, just like how thebination of sh and Shadow Dance came together for Lord Four. At this moment, the Snake Walk technique, which had the highest start-up requirements, appeared. Thementators were struck with excitement and said, Hes ying with timing once again! Just now, Vantico had deliberately used Bow Walk to create the illusion that he was withdrawing from the direct confrontation, but in fact, he had been paving the way for Snake Walk. He wanted to take advantage of this unexpected timing to catch Odin by surprise. The hook w flew for a total of 26 meters, and Vantico used Snake Walk three times. It added up to only two seconds in total, and this movement speed could be considered as fast as lightning as he suddenly burst into the front lines of the fight! At this moment, there seemed to be killing intent lurking in the dark, startling the waiting beauty. In the next moment, a figure suddenly rushed out of the fog. It was Odin. Thementator forcibly swallowed the lines hed prepared, because he could see that Odin had actively used sh to take a step back. Moreover, hed shed directly onto the wall behind him, standing on it steadily despite the huge impact. Then, Odin crossed his des together and shed back onto the battlefield! Before the dust dispersed, they could see the shadow of a sword cut through the haze, and then, two peoples figures rushed out from within. This time, due to the strong impact from Odins sh, Vantico had to fight as he retreated! The two men moved at high speeds, shing dozens of times within a few seconds, even as they fought throughout the temple. Suddenly, Vantico used Bow Walk to retreat, directly interrupting Odinsbo. In the blink of an eye, Vanticos ankle twisted, and he turned, using Bow Walk again. This time, hed found the best way to influence his opponents invincible de-fighting rhythm. At the same time, however, Odin made the same move! The two figures intersected at the same instant. Vanticos double daggers were resisted twice by the same short sword! The dagger in Odins left hand stabbed into the stone wall, providing the stability for an extreme turn. He swept out his legs and tripped Vantico directly. After losing his center of gravity, Vanticos brain was practically nkCC Odin had cracked his Bow Walk! Not only had he cracked it, but hed also imitated it before dealing with it! If a movement technique that was good for pration could be cracked during the process and could even reach the deadly effect of causing the user to lose their bnce, then its use in the battlefield was already negative! Vantico simply couldnt believe this fact. As for Odin, hed already attacked again with his sword, aiming at Vanticos heart. He took away another 15% of the others health. At this time, Vantico had half of his health left. Odins shadow seemed to still be beneath the wall. In the time when he had turned, hed already used a sh to depart again. Three. Odin gestured. When Odin turned to leave, there was a faint hint of a smile in the corners of his eyes. For a second, Vanticos mind was filled with a roaring, confused sound. Incredible astonishment and sessive setbacks were really testing his psychological state. He reluctantly took a deep breath and stood back up, trying to suppress all his thoughts. He was still in the arena! He retracted his ws and found a hidden spot on the upper level of the temple. This time, he didnt attempt any unexpected tactics. CCOdins numbers left him with a strong sense of uneasiness and familiarity. That sense of familiarity told him that this wasnt something he should be encountering in the field of e-sports, but it lingered and was full of oppression regardless. He didnt have time to think about it though, because in an instant, a dagger shot up from beneath him, rushing over as though it would break through the skiesCC This was Odins first active sneak attack! Vantico hurriedly raised his weapon up to block in a hurry. After metal shed, Odinnded a kick! Vantico adjusted his stance after flying out one meter in the air, just in time tond on a stone statue and face the oing sh from Odin! At this moment, Vantico subconsciously used Lotus Walk, because he was upying the dominant terrain on the stone statue. Unexpectedly, Odins sh passed straight through him, making use of the stone statue topletely cut off his line of sight. It was at this second that a huge force suddenly came up from beneath Vanticos feet. Odin had wound a wire around his feet as he had passed by! In that very brief moment, Vanticos fighting instincts clearly told him that he wouldnt be able to fully maintain his center of gravity in mid-air. At this time, the only way to save himself was to repel Odins attacks. Wind Pressure! Thementators eximed, Vantico wisely used Wind Pressure to push back! Just at the moment when Wind Pressure appeared, the dagger, Deep Silence, stabbed up! Odins dagger was rarely ever used alone, especially when blocking, but there was no doubting that his left hand was more powerful. Therefore, when faced with the powerful attack technique, Wind Pressure, it was obvious that the dagger was more suited for frontal blockingCC This truth crossed the minds of thementators and Vantico in a sh, but the rest of the audience was clearly unable to extrapte anything from this in such a short time. At this time, Vantico had been fully prepared for a collision, and he had every reason to believe that Odin had underestimated the increase in strength caused by the Wind Pressure technique! Yet as a result, what had happened afterwards broke through all his ns at the speed of light. This was because the dagger, Deep Silence, had been a trick. Odin had been acting! Odin had attracted Vanticos attention with the fang, Deep Silence, that everyone was deeply afraid of, and then, he attacked Vantico from the side with his short sword, Song of Triumph. In that instant, a sharp wind was forced out, hitting the side of Vanticos dagger. At this moment, Vanticos Wind Pressure had only been two inches away from Odins body, yet it had been forced to an abrupt stop. The strong wind pressure came from a narrow track. Song of Triumphs quick sessive attacks were urate and perfectly effective, breaking this river channel and releasing arge amount of forceCC Wind Pressure hadpletely been broken apart. It finally reached the dagger, Deep Silence, and the fang that had been waiting for a long time followed its natural trajectory. The two des neared each other, then crossed. The spillover from Vanticos attack took away 5% of Odins health. Odins dagger stabbed him from the front and took away another 20%. However, what had really attacked Vanticos heart was the small smile lurking in Odins eyes when he had looked at him. It made him instantly as pale as a sheet. Four, said Odin. He hadnt been in a hurry to finish off Vanticos health from start to finish. Instead, he had a good time breaking through via Vanticos fatal spots again and again. He would only deal damage once, hitting him urately before retreating. Then, he would take a few steps back from the front line of the battle as though giving his opponent time to adjust his breathing and mentality. Four waves of attacks, four fatal injuries. This rhythm was too coincidental, too perfect. Vantico finally realized that this wasnt a coincidence. Odin was using the style of a senior assassin teaching the younger generation! When a young assassin joined the organization, if they could obtain the instruction of their master or a senior, then this was undoubtedly one of the methods that would be usedCCwhen the two sides fought, the elder generation would generally behave like this: The elder would counterattack and break apart the younger generations attacks, so as to remind the younger generation of the shorings of these techniques; Elders usually wouldnt take the initiative to attack unless they were giving guidance on defensive or blocking skills, or they were finding fatal weaknesses that must be pointed out; Also, every time they found a chance to kill the younger generation, the elder would use the back of a knife to scratch them, leave a mark, and then keep countCC Odin had already counted to four. This number only had one meaning: If this had been a real fight, then he could have already been killed four times. Vantico clenched his teeth and retreated. He faced Odin once again, and when he looked at Odins gesture, it seemed both obvious and familiar. It was exactly the same as his teachers. It meant: Come and fight, boy. Let me see how many more weaknesses you have. At this moment, all of the outsiders were unable to understand what the turbulent undercurrent between the two assassins meant. However, tens of thousands of spectators at the National Championships were all at a loss when they saw Vanticos eyes. Suddenly, this young and rebellious top assassins eyes had be red like a cub whod been forced into a corner and was now ring desperately at the other party. Ch138 - National Competition - Assassin End

Chapter Ch138 - National Competition C Assassin End

trantor: xiin editors: kara If Vanticos teacher had been able to look at the scene from the same point of view, he would have been able to figure out what Odin was doing. This style of y, which seemed a little like bullying children, was actually a type of psychological tactics that was used when dealing with young assassins. There was a kind of psychology called learned helplessness. If a puppy had been tied firmly to a box from birth and unable to get out, then when it grew up, even if the chain had been removed, and it could walk out of the box simply by lifting its legs, it wouldnt lift its legs, because it was too used to its own helplessness and had learned not to resist it. The same was true for young assassins. Before they went out to face real blood and real attacks, they learned how to exercise, how to break their opponents moves, and how to perform best within an instructivebat framework. When they finally reached the battlefield, the training practice would soon fade away. This kind of training was more like weaning and would soon bepletely reced by the fighting instinct honed by life and death, blood and fire. When it came to this point, Vantico had really lost. Hed never experienced this kind of life-and-death contest before. Hed always been doing simtion training. Although video games could be cruel, it was just like what Odin had been able to see with a nceCCe-sport contestants would be given apuse when they won, and if they lost, all they had to do was pat off their buttocks and go home. And even if they simply went home, they wouldnt have to worry about survival or starvation. Like this, with only the mentality of longing for victory, wealth, sess, and so on, it was far from enough; only the mentality of longing to live was enough to crush all helplessness,ziness, fear, and despairCCpeople had to experience suffocation in the water in order to cherish the ability to swim; they had to experience blood loss to feel the shock of making a mistake, forcing them to try their best to avoid injury in battle. They had to experience exposure to the desert sun and live on the verge of death in order to learn to do anything in order to obtain resources for survival. Without the pressure for survival and with only the temptation of a snack, the dog would never jump out of the box. Bullying such a puppy was very simple. Take out a box, and put it inside. It would sit inside helplessly and start barking. Vantico had already be a little confused from the fight. When he hadnt understood Odins fighting style, his own style could be said to have been fierce or reckless, and he hadnt been afraid to try his best to strive for opportunities, but after he had realized what Odin was doing, he had suddenly be entangled and indecisive. Vantico took another step back! And, he used Bow Walk! Thementator wasnt clear on what was happening, so he guessed, It seems that Vanticos health levels have fallen below his psychological expectations, so hes now beginning to take on a more cautious y style? This didnt seem to make much sense, but the audience no longer cared about this. The public screen was now full of crazyments, Dont cower, just charge! Vanvan! Why isnt Lord Four hiding himself? Its clear that his cooldowns have always been avable. Quickly take the initiative to fight until you win! Vanvan! What are you dazed for, Wind Pressure has been cut off, but you still have Water Sword! If you cant win with de fighting, you still have other techniques that you can take out. Its time to give full y to the Mysterious Hands real strength! Thementator nced at thestment and shook his head slightly. Wind Pressure, Lotus Walk, and Bow Walk, all of which Vantico was the most familiar with, had already been broken continuously. How could he take out techniques that he wasnt as familiar with? Taking out those techniques to shock his opponent every now and then in order to gain a small advantage was fine, but how could he take them out in a situation where he was at a disadvantage and facing an opponent on the level of the great demon king? . Due to Vanticos caution, the two assassins attacked and retreated in the middle of the arena, and the battlefield soon shifted around to several different ces. Vanticos health remained stable at a very dangerous level. As soon as Odin had noticed his state, he almostughed out loud in the arena. The master assassin: Oh, hey, this little kid is so much fun. When the two of them re-entered a stand-off, Odin spread out his hands and made an obvious gesture of Come and fight, Im ready to block you. As expected, Vantico used ow Walk and broke into his attack range like lightning. In the moment he had approached, Odin suddenly turned into a shadow! Shadow attack! Thementator pped the table abruptly, Lord Four used Shadow Jump on the spot! Shadow Jump was often used to get close to long-range targets, so it hadnt yet been used in this particr game. However, it could also be used as a 0.5-second dodge and backwindingCC At this moment, Vanticos Bow Walk had just ended. A sword light appeared from behind him! Vantico had only had enough time to hold up his dagger before his entire person had been directly sted away by a colossal force! In mid-air, just while he was pulling his body inwards, Odin instantly used sh to approach him. A dagger stabbed into his heart, and the powerful impact had caused Vantico to smash into a wall. If he smashed into it fully, it was possible that his remaining health would be directly deductedpletely. Vanticos pupils contracted, and he instinctively uttered a sybleCC Shadow Jump! Thementator had almost lost his voice, Vantico came back with a shadow attack! This critical Shadow Jump had saved Vanticos life temporarily. Vanticos shadow quickly dissipated from the wall, but Odin had already reached back to catch the dagger that had attacked from behind. Vanticos other dagger actually swept in from the side, and one of his attacks had managed tond on Odins waist. Odin had actually started up his Shadow Dance, but he didnt try to hideCChe instead actedpletely out of Vanticos expectations, and after having taken an attack, he bumped into Vantico from the front once again. Five and six. The master assassin spoke calmly. When Vantico heard his voice from such a close distance, his mind was full of one thought: I want to open my mouth and bite him to death!!! Unfortunately, not only did he not have a mouth that was big enough, but that bump had also been enough to take away the rest of his health, and he turned into a white stream of light and flew away. Odin still had over half of his health left. He casually drew out a sword flower and put his two weapons back into their scabbards. He was in a good mood as he thought to himself: Tsk, tsk, little pitiful thing. Nobody understood Vanticos mind better than he had when hed used Shadow Jump. Everyone else might have thought that Vantico had been quick-witted to use Shadow Jump, but the master assassin had understood very well: Hey, hey, the little cub was bullied by the bad guy, so he subconsciously imitated the bad guys method. Perhaps even Vantico himself hadnt noticed. It was like a poor child whod been punished by a teacher to copy lines one hundred times. When he had wanted to be cruel and obtain revenge, his thoughts would have been full of, I want to be a teacher when I grow up so that I can punish others to copy lines even more times! By the time the two contestants flew back to the stage, thementators were still ying back the fight in slow motion on a separate channel, speaking as fast as they could. The stage was brightly lit, and the host flew over lightly. Vantico suddenly wailed and pounced at Odin, thinking that he could finally fight back. He had even tried to take out a dagger and stab this old bastard in front of his eyes. This was his mentality exploding after feeling too aggrieved. Hed gotten too deep into the y and didnt realize that hed died in the virtual arena. He didnt even notice that the environment had changed and still wanted to resist. However, without the stats bonuses of his game character, his actions were really too slow. Odin leaned over to get out of his way, then stuck out his foot, and tripped Vantico smartlyCC He didnt go too far with it. He had even reached out a hand and pulled this little cub back up by the clothes on his back. Vantico was drooping all over. He had finally realized that the game was over and that no amount of deep hatred or grievance could be vented. CCDid he feel aggrieved? Suppress it! Whod told him to lose so miserably!? Vantico finally stood still, his face expressionless. He bowed his head, and he was very much face-full-of-despair.jpg. Odin nced over and then stabbed him one more time with his abominable attitude, Seven. Vantico: ...... Hed already been stabbed six times in-game! The game was over! Did he really still have to attack againCCIve already killed you seven times! What kind of cruel bastard was this!? Vantico was no longer in despair. He raised his head and showed crazy-with-anger.jpg. Tyron was in a very good mood. First, hed abused Old Friend, then abused this little brat, Vantico. Hed beaten down this couple one after another and now felt that his status as an elder was very lofty and magnificent. Then, he looked up and saw a scrollingment that said, Eh? Why do I want to stand in support for Lord Four x Vanticos CP for one second? My god, just now, our Vanvan had been sending himself into his arms, and the big beauty Four is so indulgent that he had helped him up... I cant stand you heretics! Are you all blind?! How can this also be YY?? Tyron quickly put away his smile, picked up the microphone that was shaped like a statue of the goddess of victory that the host had handed over, and spoke solemnly, Dont form CPs. The public screen exploded in an instant! Am I hallucinating?!!!! Lord Four actually reads thements! Not only did he read them, but he also even spoke words! Ohhhh ahhhhhh!! Our cult is awesome! The War God is speaking to us! Tyron nced at the audience coldly, then read thements on the public screen again, watching expressionlessly as they swept crazily across the screen. The brainless swiping and shouting along with the screams from the audiencested for several minutes. Finally, thements could be seen with the naked eye once again. Lord Four told us not to form CPs! I was just saying that some fujoshis behavior is really excessive... He already has a husband, okay!? . As though prompted by something, the screen shifted to show the friends and family section where Victor was seated. Victor had no idea that he had been caught on camera. He was working hard at the moment, arguing in thements, You unruly, no-rhythm, interster people! Let go of my old antique! Have you guys ever considered his feelings!? s, hisments were just a drop in the bucket. In the blink of an eye, they were drowned out like a needle in a haystack, drowned in the sea of other peoplesments and barely even upying a single pixel. Victor was very angry, and he was also very serious about it. He continued to fight for Lord Four even though there were tens of thousands of people moring for him. There was a smile in Tyrons eyes. He purposely turned around to look at Victor, whod been magnified many times on the screen. The public screen: Damn, caught off guard by a mouthful of dog food..., Taking advantage of nobody being around to take away my Vic! [Sneaking away like a big bear], Dont even think about it! Victor belongs to all of us! Just two secondster, while the audience still hadnt finished with the dog foodments, Tyron picked up the microphone again and said, Let me say it again, dont form cults. Even I cant bear to have Victor eat vinegar. So, why are you all tossing it around? Ch139 - Little Vic Bought An Outside World

Chapter Ch139 - Little Vic Bought An Outside World

trantor: xiin editor: kara Odin had defeated Vantico! With a 50% health advantage! Vanticos three major techniques had been broken through, and he hadnt had the upper hand any time theyd fought! As one of the matches that had been the most anticipated in the top eight semi-finals of the National Championships, while everyone had guessed that the win rate was 50/50, Odin had actually achieved an indisputable victory. As soon as the results hade out, the news that the third runner-up of the National Championships had been defeated had spread rapidly, and the percentage of people who felt that Odin would win the championship rose up! Within a day, the process of the entirepetition was dissected and analyzed by various experts and clubs, and all kinds of assassin strategies were changed ordingly. Odin and Vanticos game had basically been Vantico attacking first with his techniques tounch a closebat assault. After the match had ended, the closebat assault assassinbat style had been beaten down so much that it was ck and blue. They could only choose to keep a low profile temporarily. The style that had fared even worse afterwards was the stealth style. The two top assassins had barely used stealth skills at all during the entirepetition, and there was practically no opportunity to sneak around and ambush. As soon as the game had ended, and the news had spread... countless assassins had cried and wailed as they left the stealth style and joined up with other styles. Moreover, Odin and Vanticos characters had both been set up in a very extreme manner. They hadnt focused on skills at all and had pushed all their attributes to the limit. The fighting styles and schools that relied more on core skills and stealth were suddenly much less popr. The only style that had won a great victory was the de-fighting style. Due to the indisputable fact that Lord Four had awed the entire league with his fighting ability, assassins and even other closebat professions had all begun to adopt the motto of winning with no skills is a skill. This also made Oriental professions, who shared simr traits, very tense. Many fans of Oriental-styled swordsmen shouted, If you have the ability, then write your own motto. Dont copy our winning with no skills is a skill or our no sword in my hand but a sword in my heart, and to the independent nine fox de series, hey, were warning you! The positioning of the Oriental system professions was quite vague. They considered themselves to be of the ancient martial arts school. Currently, the sect leader of this school was an Oriental swordsman, who had entered the top 8 for the second time and was a quasi top 4 finalist. The reason why he was a quasi top 4 finalist was because, ording to the systems algorithm, after each yer had lost for the first time, they might be matched up with another yer within three positions above or below them in the next scheduledpetition. So, the current fourth ce could end up being beaten out of their fourth ce position, and Vantico, whod been dropped to the 5-8th ce bracket, could also make his way back into the top three. Thepetition for the rankings in the National Championships was still fierce, but there were some things that were beyond a doubt: Odin was the top assassin of the year. It was very difficult. After having thought about it for a long time, they decided to temporarily call the crowdfunding project, The diamond crowdfunding gift for the number one beauty in e-sports. Themon fans were good at gags. Sometimes, they would call it selling tickets to join the number one beauty club or the e-sports circles number one dog food wholesale contract. Tyron: ...... Victorughed every time he looked at the forum. Tyron had stood at the arena and educated all the CP cults. Over the past two days, theyd been as well behaved as quails, and they did as they had been told and stoppeding up with new updates. They had felt so wronged that theyd retreated into a corner to draw circles in the ground and sprout mushrooms. It was impossible to eliminate thempletely, but this was already the best possible oue. Victor was so excited about this that he ate two big oranges. Later, when they went out for a walk in the evening, he bought his husband a luxury gift. big orange C meme. basically sex in a riding posture. Tyron opened up the box and saw a key-shaped ornament inside. He looked at it for a moment and guessed, What is it? A car? A spaceship? Victor replied shyly, I bought you an outside world. Tyron: ...... The old antique stared at the key for a while and felt that he was embarking on the road of no return towards a life of being a kept man. Only the evaluation team has gone in. Victor smiled and said, They said that this wormhole is quiterge. There are intelligent creatures in the world on the other side, and the simrity rate of the physicalws is 40%, so the evaluation of this outside world is A2. Seeing that such a good project had almost gone unsold, I had entrusted someone to buy it at a discount. This outside world was actually a small wormhole that the Alliance had discovered led to a different ne. In this era, many gamepanies had started off by buying an outside world wormhole. With these wormholes, they would hire or offer rewards to groups of professional PVE teams to go out and explore, open up the unknownnds, and protect their initial base. After that, thepanys logistics department would focus on building up the infrastructure of the baseCCincluding a special novice factory that manufactured character avatars. This was called a closed beta. When the unexplored areas were opened up, they would begin to colonize the outside world and open up the avatar creation in this outside world as a public beta, allowing yers to register and begin customization. The ces that had been developed by the professional PVE teams would be used as game maps, instances, and so on to provide a secondary development area. At this stage, thepanys logistics department would constantly collect more information rted to the outside world and strive to establish aplete world framework. After the framework for the game was set up, the game could then be yed directly. The customization fee for arge number of yers pouring in and creating customized avatars would bring in the first batch of ie, and the point cards/monthly cards money-charging models would maintain the outside world and provide long-term ie. Additionally, there were ie streams from advertising and other ventures. If a scientific research team happened to be interested in the physical rules, social culture, etc. of this outside world, then they would also obtain an additional subsidy from the government for scientific research. Of course, if thepany went bankrupt due to bad management, then the wormhole would be taken back for auction to pay off the debt. Generally speaking, one wouldnt make too much of a loss developing a wormhole, because there were too many things that could be yed with in this era. Even if the outside world was about to encounter an apocalypse, they could just make it into a doomsday survival game; if the difficulty level was too high, then it was even better as they could set up signboards for The Chaoyang Alliances most difficult and heartbreaking game and target it specifically at the high-end PVE yers (they called themselves hardcore yers); if there was no biological life, then it could be made into a scenery-watching game. In any case, it couldnt be any worse than the game, . https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mountain_(video_game) Because they were still in the midst of the National Championships, the two people had only taken a look at the evaluation report for the outside world and didnt go in. Primarily, this was because they were afraid of bing addicted to it... Victorughed and said, Theres a new way to y now! Theres a very popr program called Life in the Outside World. After a program group had purchased an outside world, they specifically invited people to join and y a survival-mode game, deliberately controlled their memories, and then had people go in with a mobile phone that allowed them to broadcast live... This program was very famous, and even Tyron had taken a casual look at it. Every visitor who had been forced to lose their memories after entering the outside world woke up like theyd just been struck by lightning! Their expressions were so confused! Some would dance ecstatically, My god! Ive transmigrated! Hahahaha, Im going to walk up to the peak of the world! Then, they would spend months or years in the outside world, holding onto a mobile phone that allowed them tomunicate with the audience back home. Some of them would go the farming route and lead a moderately well-off life; some would strive for hegemony, relying on the information they had obtained through the live broadcast room to climb up the science and technology tree. Each persons personality was different, and what they had done after they had crossed over was also different. It was very interesting to watch. This program had already entered its second season. Now, it was no longer popr to bring mobile phones. Instead, bringing a space, which was basically a small, enclosed wormhole storage space, was more popr. Some of these portable spaces had been arranged in an idyllic manner; the seeds and nts avable in the interster age and the grain production quality were enough to scare people to death; some of these spaces were also giant electronic libraries orputers, providing their owners with arge amount of knowledge reserves orputing power. It was said that the nning for the third season intended to bring in a system. At that time, the program group could use the system to release tasks to the yers so that the interaction between the yers and the viewers would increase. Victor added, Theres another way to y that hasnt be popr yet. Its mainly yed by a group of idle rich second-generations. Themon word used for a person who enters an outside world to explore is a transmigrator. These yers will trade the outside worlds they own and y nonstop, and its called quick transmigration. A group of rich second-generations would take wormholes worth tens of millions each and not focus on developing them. Instead, they would monopolize or use them in exchange games amongst the other rich, upper ss members in their own small circles. This kind of y was like buying an ind on Earth that wasnt open to the public and specifically using it for their own holidays. It had been a long time since the old antique had sighed emotionally and said You interster people really know how to y. Now, he had discovered that he still hadnt fully integrated into this era with its chaotic society. He put away the key to the wormhole and said, After the National Championships are over, Ill take you to y there together. Victor waved his hand and spoke a little shyly, I dont even have the strength to truss a chicken. I might have to rely on youpletely for protection. Tyron also felt that this kind of feeling was quite new. When he had been a zing angel, hed fought all sorts of battles, but hed seldom taken a little oil bottle with him... Cough, cough. At most, hed taken a team with him to carry out a task that required multiple people. He found this opportunity to be quite rare, When the timees, Ill be responsible for exploring, and youll be responsible for farming at home. Victors eyes suddenly lit up, and he nodded like chicken pecking at rice, Yes, yes! You, the general, will explore and open up the territory outside, and Ill stay at home and defend thends! The two of them came to a spontaneous agreement. What Tyron wanted to do was to battle in all directions, fighting until he was in the top position so that he could protect his family behind him, allowing Victor to have the freedom to research, watch scenery, y on live broadcast, and y with whatever he wanted in the outside world. What Victor wanted to do was to study science and technology, make money, develop their territory, develop a strong army, and have a stable and sufficient logistics system and military strategy so that his old antique could sweep across the maind unhindered, fighting whomever he wanted. Ch140 - Jiuzhou and Crimson

Chapter Ch140 - Jiuzhou and Crimson

trantor: xiin editor: kara The two of them ultimately sent out a probe robot to the outside world to perform some preliminary work. It required too many resources to transport materials through the wormhole. As everyone understood, e=MC^2, and the energy required to transport a kilogram of materials through the wormhole multiplied by the speed of light squared was an astronomical number. So, people usually wouldnt deliver materials. Instead, they would send over a probe that was about the size of a palm. The probe, the scientific name being stem instrument, was very worthy of its name. It was very capable. It would first go in and collect resources; then, it would begin to copy itself. After the number of copies had reached the threshold, it would start creating assembly lines. These assembly lines were responsible for producing other types of robots every day and night. These robots would then be responsible for other projects such as building an avatar factory, an administrative building, a storage warehouse, a defense line, and so on, preparing the world for its master. Generally speaking, as long as the resources in an outside world werent too poor, or the physical rules werent too exotic, a probe robot could create a base that could support at least 10 human beings within two months. The probe would then send out a short message afterpleting such a big event. As soon as the probe had arrived, it took a geographical photo and sent it over, causing Victor to marvel over it, unable to resist studying it further. Less than 10 minutester, hed worked out the equations to calcte the mass of the, the ster energy, the north-south regression line,titude... and so on, all by hand. Tyron joked, Didnt we say that we wouldnt immerse ourselves in it now? Victor was very reluctant, but he still ced the photo beneath a box and said, Ill first apany you to finish and win the National Championships. Then, well go out and y. Tyrons next game was scheduled for the day after tomorrow. So, the two of them decided to watch the next two games happening the day before. The first match was the mage, Crimson, against the ability user, Beitang. Who was Crimson? He was the champion of the previous two National Championships, a mage amongst mages, a learning bully amongst learning bullies. It was said that back then, he had single-handedly propped up the school of multivariate cosmology. Seven years ago, he had entered a game and strolled around, then created a new discipline called metaphysics. He found new, unexplored territory for the scientificmunity in the Alliance. Prior to Crimsons appearance, most of the mages in the e-sports world were energy system mages monly known as elemental mages). It had been Crimson who, in his first year, had drawn out a general outline for all magic with his metaphysics and then had immediately outlined another two categories, the spiritual system (death spirits, curses, prophecies, etc) and the mind power system (thinking power, force field, hypnosis, etc) that existed alongside the energy system. Crimson treated e-sports as his main business. He would y both PVE and PVP. In general, he used characters from the energy system, and for the current National Championships, he was also using the energy system, but he often used a mixed variety of magic spells. It was rumored that he normally studied metaphysics as a form of entertainment. Every day, when he was tired from fighting, he would casually write out two papers to rx himself. To sum it up: Crimson was the leader of all mages in the universe and the Learning God who held the faith of the entire Alliance. It wasnt surprising. In this day and age, there werent many people with low intelligence quotients who could y the mage ss well. The mages, who could write out entire equations in one go, create good models, were good at mental calction, and were also able to y, were basically all learning bullies. The interster stereotype portrayed them as slovenly people who never left the house, had money but spoke very little, and had no game when it came to the opposite gender. ssic was the ssic image of this kind of geek. He was perfect as he was now! He was just right at an intelligence and emotional intelligence level... His skin was tender, his flesh soft, and he tasted delicious, and his waist was the perfect shape to be held. Victor didnt understand the old antiques inner happiness. After hearing these words, he ced his chin on his hand and spoke regretfully, Sigh, Im probably not the right fit for academia... Tyron didnt believe him. Victor: When we had graduated, we all talked about further education. One day, I had been distracted during an anatomy andughed while doing it, scaring the instructor silly. Later, I had be distracted while processing fossils, cing them in front of the mirror by the stairway, and its said that it left several tons of psychological shadow on the younger students... Tyron: What were you thinking about? Victor stammered, Thinking about the male god in the library. Tyron narrowed his eyes and looked at him thoughtfully, causing Victor to blush again. Victor pulled up his cor and pretended to be serious as he turned his head away, even as his right hand gently shifted to the left and set itself on top of Tyrons hand. The two engagement rings quietly ovepped. Soon, the two yers in the arena had entered a fierce battle. Crimsons fighting style was very aggressive, and his grasp over data was abnormal. He could ensure that his step only covered a distance of 0.05 meters, remaining perfectly at a distance of 15.01 meters so that Beitangs next skill exceeded its intended distance and lost its efficacy. Then, Crimson would only require 0.5 seconds to step back and calmly begin chanting his own magic. Crimson was good at all three magic systems, a powerful mage who was slightly more inclined towards mental techniques. He had countlessmonly used techniques, and his skill pool numbered at least in the hundreds. His mostmonly used core techniques were silent casting, ovey, reconstruction, and so on. In this game, he confronted Beitang and used a technique called Time and Space Projection to its extreme limits. This spell would set down a projection of himself in the original position and then participate in the fight. Within five seconds, the projection could be reset and returned to the state it had been in five seconds ago. If other predictive skills were used at the same time to reduce the cooldown, the reset could ur almost every 15 seconds. Using this magic spell, Crimson had performed two good feints and sessfully tricked Beitang into using up two of his key skills. Thementators shook their heads, and the audience were also discussing it, Based on the experience from previous years, Beitang wont be able to win this one... That had indeed been the case. As the two of them had continued to fight, Victor had still felt that the situation was stable, but Tyron suddenly spoke up, Watch carefully. Crimson is about to win. Very soon, the Time and Space Projection spell finished cooling down, and Crimson yed out a beautiful time distortionCC He shed over to Beitang, and Beitang lost sight of him. Crimson had then cast a stored energy ice spell. The magic spell had remained in the air as Crimson started up the projection, sending it back to its original position tounch another set of skills. Another sh, another projection, and another attack. He had started up the projection again, one, two, three, four, and did it one more time. Beitang, who had already lost use of two key skills, failed to save his own health. Countless spells had poured in like an aurora, and he had lost very straightforwardly. After watching Crimsons match, Tyron pondered it for a while. Victor was a little nervous, but he knew that thest two rounds were crucial and that it was best not to disturb Tyrons thoughts or put any pressure on him. Tyron didnt say anything about it and continued on to watch the next game. The second match just so happened to be with the previous runner-up, Jiuzhou. This was another exceedingly well-known figure. If Crimson was the faith for all mages, then Jiuzhou was the pir that represented priests. Originally, if a list with the most unsuited professions for PVP had been created, then the priest would be one of the most unsuited. Jiuzhou was the only representative for the priest profession in the PVP arena. Often, when the National Championships rankings hade out after the event, Jiuzhou could be found in the top three, and then, if one looked down past the tenth, twentieth, thirtieth ce... all the way down to the end, they would still be unable to find another priest. In the previous National Championships, Jiuzhou had been the one who had blocked Vantico into third ce. Unfortunately, Jiuzhou was in the e-sports circle at the wrong time. At his peak, he had encountered the mage god, Crimson, who was also at his peak. The two of them had mutually attacked and killed each other across two National Championships. It was rumored that they alsopeted in private, and asionally, Jiuzhou would also encounter Crimsons team in PVE as theypeted to be the first to clear a certain instance. Jiuzhou lost more often than not, but he wasnt discouraged and continued to fight. This time, Jiuzhou was fighting against an Oriental swordsman, and his style was quite different from Crimsons reserve and outbreak style. Due to the characteristics of his profession, Jiuzhous y style was quite stable. His core technique was the Seal Dance, where he would switch between the eight seals of virtue,unching attacks and setting up defenses in an extremely simple manner without any dy or hesitation. The seals could only be switched once every five seconds, which was a limitation on rhythm in and of itself. However, once Jiuzhous opponent had been dragged into his rhythm, they had fallen into a disadvantage twice in a row and had ultimately failed to turn the tables. Then, he was finally killed off by Jiuzhou. Thepetition between the quasi-top eight and the quasi-top four came to an end just like this, and the system continued to randomly arrange for the next set of matches. The first game decided was Odin vs Jiuzhou and would take ce the next day. Victor was still immersed in Jiuzhous Seal Dance that had yed out like floating clouds and flowing water. He was very worried about it, and that night, he studied Jiuzhouspetition videos and discovered that Jiuzhou was an extremely stable master priest. He used Seal Dance for 90% of hispetitionsCCbut, nobody had been able to crack it. Tyron, on the other hand, was stable and calm. That night, he patted Victors back to soothe him and said, The eight seals form aplete set of techniques. His Seal Dance is a technique, but it isnt a single skill. Its on the same level as Shadow Dance, and it cant be cracked. Can I consider this thing like an domain? Victor asked, It sounds so mysterious... The master assassin wondered in his heart, What kind of novel had this child heard such a word from? It sounded very high-end and atmospheric. In the future, he could simply call it a domain. Well, in the past, it hadnt even had a nameCCin a real Western fantasy world, there had only been a few peak-level experts, and they wouldnt have shared their profound learnings with the whole world in such a friendly manner. This kind of harmonious and wonderful atmosphere where everyone learned from each other was one that could only exist in the interster e-sports world. Tyron said, This... domain cant be cracked, but theres no need to crack it. Just kill them, and its done. Victor: (o) So simple! How domineering! Very soon, the master assassin was back in the arena. At this time, when he yed again, he was representing all the closebat professions... There was no other way. He was the only closebat yer left in the top four. The remaining three were the mage, Crimson, the priest, Jiuzhou, and a ranger named Thin Ice. The screen held the following words: Assassin, Odin, Earth District VS Priest, Jiuzhou, Long Shield District. The public screen had already started to explode in excitement like a volcano erupting. The statuses of priests and assassins were likely to change in the three years following this season. As a priest, a profession that assassins had an advantage against, Jiuzhou had instead pressed down Vantico and beaten him up. All the assassin cubs were now crying out and waiting for Odin to get even for them. Ch141 - National Competition - Priest 1

Chapter Ch141 - National Competition C Priest 1

trantor: xiin editor: kara Competition map: Ancient fighting arena. Coincidentally, this was a reduced version of the map from the brawl. It looked like the funnel-shaped arena from Ancient Rome, and in the middle of the arena was a ring-shaped fire pit that created an ind. In order to cross the fire pit to the ind in the center, there were four treacherous pieces of wood. When it came to concealment, there was an iron gate on both sides of the main area that held wild animals that could be used, and after going in, there was a wall that could be used to circle around. It was hard to say who had the advantage when it came to this map. For assassins, there was no way tounch an ambush without cover. However, it was almost the same situation for priests. There was no good way to avoid being chased. As a priest, Jiuzhou was most vulnerable when attacked by closebat professionals. His movement skills, Around The Pir and Kite, would be very important in this match. At the beginning, when the two yers were transported to their starting positions on the map, they really ended up facing each other across the ring in the middle. It would only take one or two seconds of movement to get within range of the priests furthest attack distance. The two of them hadnt yet shown much of their intent, but thementators were already nervous, What kind of seal will Jiuzhou use this time? I suspect that it will be the Seal of Honor. When Jiuzhou had attacked Vantico back then, that had been the opening move he had used. If he cant initiate the fight against an invisible target, then he can first stack up his own advantages. This routine is now standard practice for priests against assassins. The so-called seal was actually a temporary state. All of the priests seals shared a 5-second cooldown time, and opening a sealsted 10 seconds at a time. That meant that there could only be at most two seals on his body at one time. There were a total of eight types of seals; each of which had a different function, and they all strengthened a certain aspect: Seal of Humility: Strengthens defensive skills. Seal of Honesty: Increases the ability to trigger and resist abnormal states. Seal of Mercy: When dealing damage to the enemy, heal yourself ording to the damage dealt. Seal of Valor: Increases movement speed. Seal of Justice: Increases attack power. Seal of Sacrifice: As your health decreases, your abilities chanting and cooldown time will be greatly reduced. Seal of Honor: Allows the summoning of 2 spirit angels to assist. Seal of Soul: Increases healing power. In general, priests would usually only take two or three seals with them. For example, priests who yed in team games usually carried a Seal of Soul for healing and Seal of Humility for self-protection. When they were fighting, they would pay attention to keeping the two seals active. So, this was why the technique was called the Seal Dance. When Jiuzhou pushed it to the limits, he could switch seals every 3 seconds. He could use the strengthening ability of a seal to deal abo with Condemnation, switch seals instantly, and thenunch another series ofbos... Hed once forced his opponent to remain airborne for 8 seconds without being able to do a single thing. At the time, even thementators had been shocked. It was also very difficult to attack the priest when he was in defensive mode, but once he became fierce, he was bloodthirsty, very unlike his gentle appearance. The countdown ended. At the very start of the game, Jiuzhou indeed used the Seal of Honor! Two angels appeared behind him in an instant. The spirit angels were the lowest level of creatures amongst angels, and they had no intelligence and no face. Only two balls of light with beautiful wings could be seen floating behind Jiuzhou. At this time, Odin started off with a burst of speed. He didnt use stealth at all and came within Jiuzhous magic attack range! Jiuzhou was fighting as he retreated, but his speed couldnt match Odins, and the distance between the two sides shortened infinitely! Thementators: Odin kept his stealth skill and didnt use it! It seems that hes going to test things out first. The two sides reacted extremely quickly. As soon as Odin had entered his range of attack, Jiuzhou had already sent the first Condemnation at his enemy, and the spirit angels behind him had already begun to chant. Theyunched auto-attacks at their opponent, using Holy Light, which only required one second of casting time to attack. Condemnation couldnt be evaded. Fortunately, the damage dealt was very low. The first hit only dealt less than 1% of his health as damage. The two attacks from the spirit angels had also arrived in front of Odin in the blink of an eye. Everyone watched as he continued running, but his body suddenly dropped downCC And, Song of Triumph came out of its sheath in that instant! A brilliant light shed out to meet them head-on, and the two Holy Lights shattered apart in the sky! In that instant, it was as though stars were shining in all directions. The next moment, Jiuzhous second Condemnation arrived, and Odin shed through the shattered starlight. Thementator: Odin used a Speed Difference and is about to get close! Lets see how Jiuzhou reacts! Speed Difference was amon skill for the melee sses. The speed of the movement skill started off slow and then elerated as they approached. It was used to interfere with the opponents ability to predict their position. At this time, Jiuzhous second seal was also on cooldown, and hed already cast a second Condemnation. There were two more seconds left before the seals finished their cooldowns. He was unhurried as he faced the assassin head-on. He actually even cast a third Condemnation. Odins health was now at 98.5%, and he used a sh to directly enter the range of a closebat attack. He instantly started up his Shadow Dance, and the light from his two des was like a school of swimming fish, arriving near Jiuzhous figure from the side. Jiuzhou side-stepped and avoided damage to vital areas. While taking the attack, he simultaneously opened up a 0.5-second shield. However, this shield wasnt strengthened and was only worth 5% of his total health. It was broken apart by Deep Silence in the next second! Shadow Dance! There was a shout from thementators. Odin had started with Shadow Dance. Jiuzhou could no longer rely on his ordinary skills to dodge, and the fragile priests health bar dropped amidst the uproar! Within a second, the system immediately determined that it had been a seven-hitbo with damage from a sh mixed in. In the blink of an eye, Odin appeared by Jiuzhous left, subtly but absolutely interrupting Jiuzhous attempt to attack. In the next second, Jiuzhou began to chant arge healing spell. This was a 1.5-second long chant CCof course, nobody believed that a grand master, who had been the second ce runner-up in the National Championships, would chant for such a long time when an assassin was nearby. This chant was clearly a fake! An assassin had the ability to slice his throat, causing silence and spell interruption. However, the silence effect can only be triggered once every 10 seconds on the same targetCCas long as he was able to trick the assassin into using silence, then he wouldnt have to worry about being interrupted by a throat slice for the next 10 seconds! As soon as Jiuzhou had begun to chant, the de of Song of Triumph had already approached his throat! At 0.2 seconds, Jiuzhou stopped chanting, taking the initiative to cancel his own spell. It was just a little bit short of a perfect fake. At 0.3 seconds, Song of Triumph was about to slice across his throat, but at the instant of the attack, the attack route changed lightning fast and turned at an incredible angle, slicing across the corner of Jiuzhous eye! The system judged: Critical attack! Blind! This time, the confrontation time was so short that thementators could only shout, Two acts were exchanged! And then, they had to hurry and continue to exin what happened next. . When a casting profession was blinded, it was impossible for them to cast directional spells against their enemies. However, they still could use other spells. While the two had been fighting each other, Jiuzhous seals had already cooled down. At a time when most people believed that he would switch to the Seal of Honesty (enhance the dispel ability, allowing it to be cast instantly) and counteract his blinded state, Jiuzhou suddenly switched to the Seal of Valor and enhanced his mobility instead! It had to be said that he was currently still blinded. His vision was dark, and if it had been another yer, they may not have dared to move much at all. However, not only had Jiuzhou dared to switch seals, but he had also dared to use sh! This series of operations were allpleted within one second. First, he moved 10 meters away. Then, he opened up the Seal of Valor to remove the cooling time for his movement skill, then continued to sh and cover another distance of 20 meters. In an instant, hed already reached the iron gate on one side of the arena. If his current blind status hadnt still been hanging over his head, nobody would have believed that he really couldnt see anything. Over such a short period of time, Odins response speed was countless times faster than that of thementators. After Jiuzhous first sh, hed already used a sh of his own to chase. By the time Jiuzhou had shed towards the iron gate, Odin was already within 20 meters of him. Jiuzhou hadnt yet managed to stand firmly when Odin unhesitatingly used Shadow Jump at its maximum range. His figure moved across therge distance and appeared directly behind Jiuzhou! The directors camera flew over rapidly and was just in time to catch this scene: Song of Triumphs sharp de stabbed into Jiuzhous back, and thetter party darted forward blindly, dodging behind the pirs inside and blocking himself from Odins vision. This loss of vision caused Odinsbo to be interrupted halfway. Hed only been able to press Jiuzhous health down to 60%, and he had to start up Shadow Dance again and restart thebo. However, Jiuzhou didnt give him this opportunity. He didnt even forget to send over another Condemnation right away. Odin was halfway through his Shadow Dance and had started up hisbo attacks again. He was about to enter the second half that would deal super high damage! At this critical moment, Jiuzhou immediately used Guard Double and exchanged positions with one of the angel spirits 30 meters away! He hadnt taken the two spirit angels with him when he shed, Thementator eximed, Jiuzhou had done this for the sake of a second positioning change! Song of Triumph was unable to take Jiuzhou down to 50% of his health and allowed its cunning prey to escape from its de. It could only cut down the spirit angel that had been transmitted over instead. Odin had just turned back to look at Jiuzhou when another Condemnation was shot over. Jiuzhou had never been hurried with his attacks and would alwaysunch them at the right time, never missing any opportunity to use Condemnation. Now the two were 30 meters away from each other again, and the assassins Shadow Jump ability that was used to close the distance in an instant was also on cooldown. After Jiuzhou finished casting Condemnation, the Seal of Honors timer had already run out. His sh was also on cooldown; he only had one angel left, and he was at 57% of his health. Taking advantage of the safe distance of 30 meters between them, he immediately switched to the Seal of Soul and began to heal himself. Odin couldnt use the Shadow Jump skill, but the silence effect from slicing the others throat hadnt yet been used, and his health bar was at 94%. He sheathed both weapons, and his figure disappeared into the shadows without leaving a trace. Thementator: It can be said that in the previous exchange of attacks, neither side was able to gain much advantage! Right now, the great demon king has activated stealth! Ch142 - National Competition - Priest 2

Chapter Ch142 - National Competition C Priest 2

trantor: xiin editor: kara There was a palpable silence in the arena. The faint breeze whispered across the tiny pieces of gravel. Jiuzhou stood in the middle of the field, ordered the remaining spirit angel to fly a little further away from him, then stood there alone, and chanted quietly. After casting a HOT (heal over time, continuous healing) on himself, he used another heal spell with a shorter cast time. With the Seal of Soul active, his healing moves were much more effective, and casting the spell twice was already enough to bring his health back to 80%. Jiuzhou is very calm, Thementator said, Generally speaking, under such circumstances, many priests would first put a shield on themselves in advance. However, Jiuzhou hasnt done so. This is one of hisbat habits. Jiuzhou prefers to keep the shield in reserve. When his opponentsbo reaches a certain point, he can use the shield to interrupt it. This is another detail that Im not sure youve noticed. His spirit angel has flown off to a distance of about 7 meters, which is a very subtle distance. It can attack and defend in advance, remaining just outside of the 5-meter limit warning range. The sound from it wont affect Jiuzhous ability to survey for stealth either. For masters at Jiuzhous level, it would be an advantage if they were able to detect a stealthed opponent even 0.05 seconds earlier. Unfortunately, he was facing another master. For Odin, as long as the opponent wasnt a ranger or sniper with stealth detection bonuses (in other words, without a system that helped them cheat), there was absolutely no chance that his approach could be detected in advance! The two yers were very clear that Odin wouldnt wait for another of Jiuzhous seals to cool down beforeing in to fight. If he wanted to ambush, it had to be within 5 seconds! After having cast two spells, Jiuzhous inner countdown had already reached four. At this moment, a sudden aura of killing intent spread out behind him, Jiuzhous pupils contracted abruptly, and he turned back to cast CondemnationCC His Condemnation failed though as there was nothing behind him! Just when he looked back, half of the remnants of a sh appeared behind him. Odins figure came out of its stealth effect, and a de had already swept by close to his throat. The system judged: Critical attack! Bleeding damage! Jiuzhou hadnt been casting, so it hadnt triggered a silence effect. However, this attacks goal hadnt been tond a silence effect. It had just been the starting move. When facing a mage profession, the short sword, Song of Triumph, didnt need to start a de fight. It only needed to pursue biggerbos and be a bloody murder weapon! In the time it had taken for Jiuzhou to turn around, Odin had alreadyunched Shadow Dance. Adding onto the hit from the sh, its a five-hitbo! As soon as thementator had seen the figures, he could see that Jiuzhous second Condemnation had failed to release once again. Odin could judge that Jiuzhou was using Condemnation at the moment when Jiuzhou raised his wand. Then, within 0.5 seconds, before the spell was sessfully released, he could activate sh and move behind Jiuzhou so that the Condemnation failed! In the blink of an eye, the number ofbo hits rose up to 9. Jiuzhou immediately changed tactics after Condemnation had failed and opened up his shield. A shield cast in the Seal of Soul state could increase his health by 20%. Song of Triumphs next strike would be interrupted. However, what was more important was that with this shield, Jiuzhou was no longer afraid of having his throat sliced for the moment. It gave him one second of casting time, and what he chanted was a fear skill that would make opponents within 5 meters flee. Jiuzhous calctions werepletely correct! When the number ofbo hits was only at 9, it was very difficult for Odin to break through his shield with one hit. However, if he couldnt break through the shield in one hit, thebo count would reset after being interrupted. When it started again from 1, the damage the attack dealt would be reduced greatly. In any case, there was no way to break the shield and silence Jiuzhou before he finished chanting the fear skill. Thementators voices rose up abruptly, Alright, counterattackCC Their words hadnt even fallen when everyone suddenly heard an unusual sound. It was Song of Triumph, but it had never made such a sharp noise before. This sound was different from the previous gorgeous and crisp ringing. It seemed to be extraordinarily sharp, just like a bloody nightingale crying as it died! Additionally, this sword attack changed from Odins usual freehand style and turned deep and slow instead. Many people subconsciously went to look at the systems judgment. Jiuzhous shield had been broken! Odinsbo count was cleared, but this hit had been enough to break Jiuzhous 20% health shield. In the next moment, Deep Silence appeared, and Odin followed up with a throat slice! The number of people who could react to such a thing within that instant wouldnt exceed a single-digit figure, but Jiuzhou was one of them. At that critical moment, he had interrupted his own chanting and avoided the silence effect once again! This had been a real series of rapid actions. Starting from when Jiuzhou had cast his shield to Odin breaking the shield to Jiuzhous immediate interruption of his own spell, all of this didnt even add up to a second of time. Odin seemed to have expected Jiuzhous reaction. After slicing his throat, he started up Shadow Dance again. Taking advantage of this break in the storm, thementator called up the video rey on a small screen beside him. He eximed in surprise, The technique that Odin had used just now had actually been Vanticos Wind Pressure! The Wind Pressure technique was not consistent with Odins subtle and light style. It stressed momentum and heavy force, using power generated by the movement of the de to increase the force of its impact. Impact force was also equivalent to dealing damage! Song of Triumphs distinctive ring just now had also been due to Odins use of this technique. It was no wonder that he had been able to break through Jiuzhous 20% health shield in one hit after stacking up 9bo hits. On the public screen, the audience was fried up like a boiling pot of oil, Amazing, great demon king! When did he learn Wind Pressure?! It has never appeared inpetitions before! It definitely hasnt! The great demon king seems to have also used Flower Blowers Chain Arrows... and adjusted it for the situation? Had he suddenly found it suitable to use in this situation, so he just gave it a try? Vantico and the great demon king dont have a good rtionship, and he certainly wouldnt take the initiative to teach him... Could it be thatst time when Odin and Vantico had fought, he learned it on the spot? WTF! You must be kidding me! The difficulty level of Wind Pressure is 8.8. Why dont you give it a try and imitate your opponent on the battlefield?! Do you think that hes a main character from an oriental martial arts novel whoes with his own halo? The audience was still arguing over it on the public screen while the twomentators were paying close attention to the changes happening on the scene. They absolutely didnt dare get distractedCCbut, they also couldnt fully exin what was going on without splitting their attention. During this round of attacks, Odins fighting was as smooth as floating clouds and flowing water, and his use of Shadow Dance could also be considered a textbook performance. Thementators had no way to analyze the details and switched to say, Jiuzhou has no way to chant in this situation. His health has dropped down to 50% again, and theres still one or two seconds until his seals finish their cooldown. What will he do to get out of thisCC? His words hadnt yet finished when Jiuzhou acted! This time, he used the remaining spirit angel to interrupt thebo! As early as when the two had started fighting, the spirit angel had been shooting auto-attacks at its opponent while epting Jiuzhousmand to fly back to where the two of them were. However, due to how fierce the fighting had been between the two yers, almost nobody had paid attention to such a small summoned creature. However, it was a very useful creature, especially whenmanded by top level expertsCCit could be like a flying immortal in the sky. It flew in to hit Odins eyes, blocking an attack for Jiuzhou. The spirit angel died on the spot! Thebo was interrupted again though! Jiuzhou had long been prepared for this. He cast a Condemnation that hit the edges of Odins clothing, and afternding, it reduced the cooldown of his other skills, allowing him to immediately cast out another seal. Seal of Sacrifice! Thementators eximed. It had actually turned out to be Sacrifice! The sound of discussion rose up like a tide. At this critical time, anyone could see that if Jiuzhou had continued to receive attacks, he probably wouldnt have been able to hold on until the next seal. At this time, he only had one Seal of Soul left that increased healing effects. Everyone felt that he would use Seal of Valor again to put some distance between them or the Seal of Humility to defend and protect himself. But, he had tantly used the Seal of Sacrifice! The less health he had left, the faster his cooldown and chanting speed would be! Commentator: Hes clearly intending to y a fast game! As soon as the Seal of Sacrifice had been applied, all his skills cooldown speeds increased, and Jiuzhou started off with another Condemnation! Odins Shadow Dance was still active, but he wasnt in the middle of abo. How could he allow that Condemnation tond? However, Jiuzhou didnt actually n to cast Condemnation seriously. After Odin shed away, he immediately turned around and cast SurgeCCthis magic skill was usually used to push an opponent in front of him away, but it really wasnt effective on an opponent on Odins level. So, this Surge that Jiuzhou had cast was actually used to allow himself to be pushed back into the air. While he was in mid-air, Jiuzhou didnt forget to throw in another Condemnation. This time, because the distance between the two was wide enough, Odin was unable to leave his field of vision. However, this distance was insignificant in front of the sh technique! After Jiuzhou hadnded on the ground, he even started to calmly start casting the Holy Light spell. This spell that required a 1-second chanting time was an all-out offensive spell. The audience was in an uproar, and thementator eximed, Jiuzhou is going to fight back with only 40% of his health! Lets see if he has a chance! His voice had just fallen when they all saw that Odin had already arrived in front of Jiuzhou. At this time, Odins health was at 82%, and he was in good condition. His Shadow Jumps cooldown was about to end, and his stealth was about halfway through its cooldown. Meanwhile, Jiuzhous health was at 43%. He had one second remaining until his next seal could be cast, and his sh would soon be off cooldown. He had one second left of his Seal of Soul and six seconds left on his Seal of Sacrifice. Ch143 - National Competition - Priest End

Chapter Ch143 - National Competition C Priest End

trantor: xiin editor: kara At this moment, the ground in front of Jiuzhou suddenly lit up with a spell and exploded instantaneously. The two people, who were less than 1 meter away from each other, flew up into the air at the same timeCC A trap! Thementator yelled, Jiuzhou had set up a trap before they had started fighting, and at this time, he had just been waiting for the rabbit to arrive! After Odin had gone into stealth and before they started fighting again, Jiuzhou had had a full four seconds of valuable time that he could use to make arrangements in the arena. Jiuzhous moves had been so fast and decisive that nobody had paid attention or even noticed when hed set up the trap. The explosion took effect, and both yers flew up into the air. There was another exchange of attacks in that spark-charged instant! CCThe speed of the attacks was too fast, and thementators had to switch to a slow-motion rey. They saw Jiuzhou cast another Condemnation in the air. Then, the seals finished their cooldown, and he immediately used the Seal of Justice to increase his attack power! Jiuzhou has used his seals tounch a decisive counterattack! Odin is still in the air, and this situation is deadly for closebat yers! But soon, thementator would definitely regret having said so much... Because he hadnt finished his words yet when he suddenly saw Odin, who had no ce to use for leverage, suddenly slow down. It was as though hednded somewhere invisible. The othermentator gaped for half a second and was first to react, A wire! There was a translucent, silver steel wire looming in mid-air; Odin reached out for it and took advantage of its presence to get his body under control. It wasnt Jiuzhou waiting for a rabbit to enter the trap, it was all Odins ns! Thementators were left with their mouths open in shock. What kind of yers are these!? How are they able to scheme so far ahead?! The steel wire was too soft, and Odin had to waste an extra second in mid-air. Jiuzhou was very clear on the fact that he still had a window of opportunity in front of him. Sacrifice and Justice were the two major offensive seals he had on hand. Jiuzhou used sh tond, then continued hisboCC Condemnation, Dignity (stores the next three attacks to be released together), Holy Light! He opened up the Seal of Mercy, Holy Light, Condemnation, and Surge! There were ways for caster professions to achievebos. Other than increasing their attack and chanting speed to the theoretical limits, they could also save and release several spells at the same time! Time passed by like a sh of light. The dazzling halosbined to form a torrent of light that surged forward and encircled Odin in the blink of an eye! Everything happened in a sh. Nine... Thementator had just managed one word when he immediately changed his sentence, Odin has broken out! All of this had happened too fast, and it had been too dazzling. Odins break-out from Jiuzhousbo wasnt fully analyzed until after the game during the slow-motion, shot-by-shot rey andmentary. When faced withbined, multi-directional magic attacks, Odins left hand had flexed slightly in mid-air, and he had instantly changed his hold on Song of Triumph into a backhanded grip before crossing his wrists to allow the des to ovepCC He then twisted away abruptly! The light had suddenly split with a cross-shaped crack. Odin had stepped out of it like a god, and countless tiny lights burst out in an instant, pouring down from the sky like rain. CCShadow Jump! Jiuzhous shield had been ready. He had still wanted to continue fighting back, but there was already no way for him to turn the tables. His sh, Dignity, Summoning, and other skills were all on cooldown, and Odin still had a fatal silence that he hadnt yet used! As long as the closebat assassin had silence on hand, using any of the priests skills that required casting time would be tantamount to suicide. Jiuzhou had tried to stall for time, hoping that after the next seal cooldown had ended, he could use the Seal of Valor and provide himself with another chanceCCunfortunately, when the Seal of Sacrifice had ended, there had still been 1 second of cooldown time remaining. It had been just one second! But, Odins dagger had already shed gently across his throat. The master assassinsst strike always seemed so understated, and there seemed to be an unfathomable pity contained within. Thementator clenched his wrist and said, Just one second away! What a pity! Although Jiuzhou was defeated, it was still a glorious fight! Having said that, the system had already made its judgement. Odin won! The arena map closed down, showing thest scene where the assassin stood still and retrieved his des. From his steady figure, it was difficult to tell that he could be as fast as lightning and attack as fiercely as thunder to the point where the audience felt that it was all incredible. From the start to the end of the game, both yers had been fighting constantly, and neither side had wasted even a second of time. The priest had used a Summoning at the start and moved to find opportunities, setting traps while the opponent had been in stealth, and thatst, crucial volleyCCall his moves had been impable. Unfortunately, the master assassin contestant in front of him seemed to be ten feet tall. Odin had started off with a Shadow Jump to test the waters, then had resolutely given up on pursuit and insteadid out the steel wire while in stealth,pleting his ambush and finally cracking apart Jiuzhousbo. Hed then used the Shadow Jump that had just finished cooling down again to execute a perfect counterattackCCit was equally iparable. In this game, Jiuzhou lost at this one second of seal cooldown time. Thementators said, They had both used their core techniques, but Odins calction of the cooldown for his shadow attacks had been urate to the millisecond. Jiuzhou had finally ended up one second short, because his trap had been cracked, and one less second in the air meant one less Condemnation, and each Condemnation reduced his cooldown time for the seals by one second with the Seal of Sacrifice. When he had died, he had still been staring at a seal that could be used in one second, but this one second was ten thousand miles away. Although Jiuzhou had been defeated, he still looked proud and calm on the stage. When both yers shook hands, screams and cheers could be heard across the entire audience. Jiuzhou gently pushed the microphone aside and asked Tyron in a low whisper, What is the name of the technique you used to break through my Dignity? Tyron nced at him and said lightly, Spellbreak de. The two contestants had a tacit understanding and only shared such a brief exchange. At this time, out of everyone from thementators to the audience, almost nobody had been able to see this one point: Tyron hadnt used just any ordinary move in order to break through Jiuzhousbo in mid-airCCthere were no ordinary moves that could be used to defeat magicbos at Jiuzhous level! In general, when the Holy Light at the core copsed after being broken, it would cause a smaller explosion damage. However, Jiuzhous Dignity allowed him to chain together three spells. Thepactness of thisbobination was equivalent to aplete, high-level spell. High-level spells required three chant segments, and each small segment had at least one core. That was to sayCCit wasnt something that a de attack could normally break apart! Jiuzhou had understood almost instantly: This was a technique, and it was a top-level technique that would shock the world! And, it was definitely a weapon that the great demon king could use to deal with the mage, Crimson. At this point, there were only two contenders left for the National Championships: Odin and Crimson. After these two yers determined who came first and second, all that the remaining yers would need to do was topete for the rest of the rankings and determine their final cements. For top ranking masters like Odin, Crimson, Jiuzhou, Vantico, and so on, the only thing left to do was to wait for the systems match arrangements, because the matching would only pair them up with yers within three ranks. That meant that the champion would at most only be able to match up with the fourth ce. If the yers beneath the champion were all people hed fought and won against, then he would skip a turn and only have to wait until the championship night to y again. The Chaoyang Alliance had a poption of 100 billion, and all the masters who could enter the National Championships were already the best amongst the best. However, the saying, There is no first in literature and no second in martial arts, was very true, and only one person could win the championship at the very end. The honor of being a national champion was equivalent to having a yer be listed in the e-sports Hall of Fame forever. At this most critical time, not to mention the yers, even the audience was filled with an aura of abnormal tension and anxiety. Every time it came to this point in time, robot patrol teams would appear on the National Championshipss. They were afraid that the interster people would be unhappy when they saw that their idol had lost the game... or, two teams of fans, who had different beliefs, might start ying tricks on each other. This had happened before. At the start, the fans had just thrown banners and tags at each other. Later, the audience had noticed that the fight between both sides idols had heated up further, and they had begun to throw bottles at each other and got riled up. Later on, by the time the winner and loser had be clear for the game that had been taking ce in the arena, the audience had already been in full swing and about to break out into a civil war. The most rogue fans would alwayse from the North Coronation Star District. This Star District was often the closest to the National Championshipss artificial, and over the years, its citizens had slowly been transformed into the staunchest of e-sports fans. The Rogue Star District kicked up several waves of big news every year. There was another force at the National Championships that attracted peoples attention this yearCC The rainy day cult had recently begun to organize offline activities. After their staff had expanded their recruitment practices, arge number of fans didnt actually know why they should pray for rainy days. They simply thought it was a necessary ceremony for Odins fans, and their expressions were dazed as they clutched onto their rainy day dolls and went on the news together. The congregation: Ah? Who is the rain god? I dont know! Why worship him? I dont know! What do we pray for? I dont know! ... What do I know? I know that the great demon king is very handsome (V)! In short, the artificial was full of festivities in thest two days. On the other hand, Tyrons side was very quiet. He went back and went over the magic forms that Victor had sorted out. Since he was going to fight against a mage, the more familiar he was with magic forms, the better. However, Victor had a nervous feeling of Oh no, theres a college entrance examination student in our family over the past two days. He was busy every day, and when he would see his old antique, he would rush over to him like a frightened rabbit, Darling! How are you!? Tyron: ... I think youre too nervous. Come here. He opened his arms, and Victor rushed straight into his warm embrace. Victor: Youre, youre about to fight Crimson. What, what, what do you want to eat tonight? ck bone chicken? Turtle? Old duck soup? ...... The master assassin hugged his Vic and felt that Victor was just like a little frightened bird that had nested, shivering, in his arms. His appearance made him seem like he would explode at any time and any ce. A whileter, Tyron said, Rx, dont you believe in your man? Victor was silent for a moment, then suddenly choked out a sentence, ... The wife of the national college entrance examination student can also be nervous, okay!? Ch144 - Abstinent Male Gods

Chapter Ch144 - Abstinent Male Gods

trantor: xiin editor: kara Victors nervousness continued until the next day before the game. He hadnt slept well allst night, and when he had woken up in the morning, he had found that his old antique had woken up even earlier than he had and was currently reading in the study. Victor always remembered that Tyron had said that he didnt like mathematical calctions, which was why he hadnt be a mage. Hed basically adopted a basic strategy of reciting magic. At this time, he saw that Tyron was looking at the forms and was momentarily startled, Is there a problem? Tyron shook the papers and said, Only one. Victor: ??? Tyron: Cant I take you with me into the game? Victor: ...... The old antique continued sincerely, Its tooplicated to calcte these things. If the opponent chants a single segment, Ill have to calcte the magic effect at the same time... Theres no need to fight for more than a minute, and Ill die automatically. Victor was full of heartache, But, but I cant help either? How about you take a break in the middle and dont do the calctions for every spell? I still want to carry you in my pocket... The old antique murmured in a low voice, then shook the papers again, and sighed. s, when he had been unting the edge of death on the battlefield back then, it had always been when he had faced against a powerful mage. There was no limit to the power of real mages in a Western fantasy world, even if such real mages were extremely rare. At that time, if he could have carried Victor in his arms, he could have just poked Victor and had him do the calctions while he had fought. Hed have saved a countless amount of time and effort... Before dealing with a mage, it was good to have a general spell form. At least, it gave him a certain chance of knowing the effect of the spell. When there was no form, he could only specte and guess based on experience and knowledge. If he could hear that there was a fire element in the chant or see a transmutation gestureCCthen it was already considered quite a good understanding of the spell. After that, he could only guess whether it was a methrower, a fire cloud, or a fireball... Half of it was based on experience, and the other half was based on luck. In the real world of magic, all mages were self-made. Nobody would disclose their magic and spellpositions, and even a spell book that taught the most basic elemental knowledge was priceless. This was because, for mages, once the knowledge was made public, it would be targeted, and its value would reduce greatly. Without a stable social structure, it was impossible to establish a magic research system. Without such a system, magic would always be a rare thing of knowledge and would only be increasingly scarce as time went by. After having arrived in this interster society, one of Tyrons favorite things to do from beginning to end was to learn general knowledge. Everything here was contrary to what hed known. Precious knowledge was taught publicly, and some people even wrote science books dedicated to difficult content. Not only were spellsmonly seen, but they also were popr enough to be organized into forms, and everyone openly discussed their own knowledge and was proud to share their experiencesCCand everyone was used to this as the norm. Tyron was flipping through a spell book that Crimson himself had written. This was a version from a year ago. Crimson would asionally share his own experience, and it wasnt unreasonable for other mages to regard him as the God of Mages. A mages spell books would clearly show their tendencies. Crimson was a yer who had extremely urate calction abilities. As long as there was data shown in his spells, it would be urate to at least two decimal ces, and it would also have its own error coefficient. There was a rumor that Crimson had the same style in the arena. When he improvised new spells, he would also calcte up to the decimal points in his mind... This kind ofputing power was absolutely a gift. Even across the entire Alliance, the number of people who could do this didnt even exceed double digits. It was because of this terrible mental calction ability that Crimson could go so crazy with spell reconstructionCChe had set a world record for spell reconstruction. If conditions permitted, at his peak, Crimson could reconstruct a spell four times! Four times! For example: You knew that he was about to cast a sh ignition spell. Crimson knew that you also knew this, so he suddenly chants another segment, and the spell changes into a Hand of Fire. You have some knowledge of magic and recognize the Hand of Fire, but he knows that you knew this too, so he suddenly chants another bar, and the magic bes a Fire Snake. Just while you are preparing to hide, he immediately reconstructs it again, making it a flying Fire Snake that could track its target; you finally break down and open up your skills, preparing to fight hard. Then, Crimson finds that he has the chance to kill you and uses another 0.5 seconds to reconstruct the spell into an enhanced version of an automatic tracking, flying Fire Dragon... Ah, my friend, just lie down, and wait to be **ed. In addition to this point, another of Crimsons features was that his moves were all closely linked together, and his pacing and control were watertight. He basically didnt y with things like probability. He wasnt a gambler. As long as he made a move, it meant that he had at least 80% confidence that things would go ording to nCC Because, he would have blocked all the other options in advance. As a master who understood a bit of all types of magic and was also a master of the energy system, there was almost nothing he couldnt do. From the master assassins perspective, all of his experience in dealing with this kind of mage could be summarized with two points: The first was to attack the enemy while they were unprepared and kill them right away. Unfortunately, there was no way to reallyunch a sneak attack at all in the e-sports arena. Everyone was already on alert when they stepped into the arena, and this was why the assassin profession that relied on stealth wasnt strong here. The second point was to wait for the opportunity to fight back and strike like lightning. CCFind an opening, and take the opponents life in an instant at any cost. Never give them a chance to breathe and recover. It didnt take Tyron much time toe up with tactics. He didnt even forget to run two extraps at noon. Perhaps because Victor had been so nervous yesterday, hed spent the entire afternoon stewing soup that was very delicious. Tyron had silently eaten a lot of herbal replenishments, which was probably why he had a feeling of boundless energy when he had started running. Having a family felt great! The old antique, who had a family, was in high spirits as he took Victor with him back to the contestant seating. The match between him and Crimson was arranged for the afternoon. Their match was the only one arranged for the afternoon, and everyone elses matches had been arranged for the morning. Watching other peoples games was a way for the old antique to adjust his physical and mental state. Sometimes, when he saw the young yers (they were young to him) fighting in the arena, it made him feel like hed gone back to the past and could see young whelps working hard at the training ground. By about ten oclock in the morning, Crimson had also arrived in the stands. The two yers, who wouldpete against each other in the afternoon, werent far from each other. The two parties themselves hadnt realized yet, but the director and audience who could see them were already acting as though theyd seen a meeting between great enemies. Even one of the side screens switched to quickly show a shot of the two of them. After ncing at the camera, Crimson realized that Odin was also present. He looked back to say hello, which could be considered as getting to know each other before their game. There were several seats between them, so there was no way to talk. Tyron didnt take it seriously either and simply nodded to express that hed seen him. CCFor them, it was nothing but a two-second episode. However, as a result, the media and audiencements all exploded! The fight for the title starts early? The god of mages, Crimson, and the great demon king, Odin, have appeared at the National Championships! Whether its just passing by to watch the game or deliberately exerting psychological pressure on their opponent, can the experts analyze it for us...? In my lifetime, I actually saw the two abstinent male gods of the e-sports circle greeting each other... The dark undercurrents are surging. There must be something behind it! Was Crimsons movement just now like a casting gesture? Odins nod must have some profound meaning! ... Heavens knew, in fact, they had just been saying hello to each other. Victor noticed the audiences over-interpretation of their interactions and pulled on Odins sleeve. Tyron: Theyre messing around, just let them be. Victor whispered, Thats not it, I just want to know... why are they calling you an abstinent god? When did that happen? Tyron looked closely, but thement had already drifted a hundred and eight thousand miles away and couldnt be seen at all. Whether or not Im abstinent, you know best. The old antique leaned over slightly and spoke smoothly, They even call me an iceberg, but am I icy? Werent you all burned up two days ago? ...... Victor felt that he must have be too dirty. He could actually understand the implication behind the words. Tyron blew out a breath beneath Victors ear and was satisfied when he saw a series of little goosebumps. Lets rent a hot spring after thepetition. Victor couldnt help asking, How many days? 30 days. Victor blushed, mumbled, and then whispered, Alright, Ill go and find a spaceship with hot springs... Tyron spoke meaningfully, A pair of hot and cold springs with anti-skid flooring. Victor was so heated that he exploded with a bang, smoke curling from above his head as he said, Dont, dont y like that... Who was it!? Who had helped his old antique open up the door to the new century? Even he didnt know how to y like this! Give him back his icy, jade-like old antique! ...... A few secondster, the public screen stopped discussing Crimson and Odin and began to wonder, Why is Representative-kun so red? What did the great demon king turn to say to him? I really want to know! Is Lord Four preparing to propose in the provincialpetition, then announce his wedding ceremony during the National Championships? There were also the daily actions that the fans wouldnt miss out on, The War Gods beauty makes me feel suffocated, lick lick lick!! Shortly afterwards, the final game of the morning had finishedCCVantico was tentatively in fourth ce, and in the next round, he would be up against Jiuzhou. Whether or not he could make any further progress in this National Championships would depend on whether or not he could win against Jiuzhou. Unexpectedly, Vantico headed straight over to Odin after his game. At this time, there was no morepetition to watch, so the camera focused decisively on the two high-profile assassins. Vantico deliberately avoided the camera, went over, and held up a virtual key in front of Tyrons eyes, saying dejectedly, ... Someone wants to meet you. Ch145 - National Competition - Mage 1

Chapter Ch145 - National Competition C Mage 1

trantor: xiin editor: kara Vantico had only just set down the key when Tyron spoke in anguid tone, If someone wants to see me, does that mean I have to see them? ...... Vanticos expression was displeased as he said, Its an elder! An elder! The old antique thought to himself, Was there anyone with a higher generational status than him in this world? He could pretty much guess what kind of person it was who wanted to see him. It was probably that Vanticos teacher could no longer remain calm after they had learned about what had happened in their previous game. As for Vanticos virtual key, it was probably a pass to an outside world. After using hismunicator to check the key, it appeared to be a symbol that signified a guest identity, allowing the bearer to remain for three days with the hosts invitation. Tyron thought about it. He felt that it might end up being quite interesting, and he could even travel there with Victor. However, he teased Vantico and asked, What does your elder have to do with me? Vantico was really angry now; his eyebrows went up in a vertical line, but he immediately remembered that his teacher had entrusted him with this matter and refrained from blowing up. He spoke in a pleasant voice, You, you wont regret going. Tyron: How can I be sure that you arent purposely wasting my time? When he said this, Victor, who was beside him, instantly exploded, Exactly. Why are youing over now? The championship game is about to start, dont you know? I couldnt get a hold of you guys!! Vantico couldnt hold back anymore and was going crazy, Juste if you want! If you dont, then... Ill just think of another way. Victor: ...... Aiya, what did it mean to be ferocious in appearance but feeble in essence? This was exactly it. The first half of his words didnt match up with the second half! Vantico looked at the husband-and-husband pair who were still seated in their chairs in the same rxed pose and felt his teeth ache. He felt that hed been stuffed with a big mouthful of dog food and finally just said, At most, Ill wait for you for five... no, ten... fifteen days! If you donte... youll have to bear the consequences! After saying so, he fiddled with the key and changed its effectiveness tost for a month. He was still angry as he stomped off. Thepetitions that came after were a littleckluster, but the audience was still immersed in the rankings for these famous yers. There had been some changes in the top eight. The 8th ce had been reced by the 10th ce, and Kiss of the Goddess had broken through again and made it into the top 30. There were also two new faces in this years National Championships who remained just beyond the 40th ce... As time went by, Victor became more and more nervous. His legs kept bouncing, and he drank down three drinks in the morning alone. Tyron found it funny, Rx. Or, should I go and find Crimson to have a fight ahead of time? Victor was startled and said, No, no, no, no... The two of them looked over in Crimsons direction and found that Crimsons friends and family area was very unique. Someone had finally arrived at noon, but after lunch, many more people had slowly made their way over. Finally, they were all crowded together as they chatted andughed. Crimsons PVE team was very well-known. It was said that if they were asked to take down a boss, their payment was usually set at around 10 million credits and scaled ording to difficulty; if they were asked to open up a new outside world, it would be based on time, and their boss, the team leader, could earn tens of thousands of credits a day. Now, their entire team hade to watch Crimsons game. It was rumored that this nationalpetition would likely be thest time that Crimson would participate in PVP. After all, every yers energy was limited, and they basically would never involve themselves in both PVE and PVP. Half an hour before the start of the game, Tyron headed backstage. Victor returned to the rtives area and saw a row of yers seated in Crimsons area. The leader waved to him and shed a row of neat, white teeth in a broad smile. After a while, someone in the back waved again. Victor hesitated and shifted a little closer. He then saw a handsome brother say, Brother-inw Four, hello. Im Crimsons team leader. How about watching the game together? Victor: ...... Brother-inw Four?!!! Ah, ahh, this team leader had managed to get 20 points of goodwill as soon as he had arrived. Victor immediately felt like he should go over and join them. The other team members sitting behind their team captain acted like monkeys, chatting endlessly to each other for a while and asking many questions about Odin in a curious mannerCCContestant Odinspetition record was really legendary. Victor asked, You guys all dont y PVP? He felt that Crimsons team captain should at least be an amazing yer. As a result, the team captain touched his nose and said, About this... being a team captain actually... Im in charge ofmand, and Crimson is in charge of logistics. Its not that Im more powerful than he is. The team members behind him also tore down his reputation shamelessly, Yeah, yeah, the big boss only yed PVP once. He didnt even make it out of the provincialpetition group fights, sigh... The team captain: ...... In short, it was a cordial and friendly meeting between the rtives of the two contestants. . It didnt take long for the twomentators to finish praising the two contestants and their backgrounds. There was a light show that swept across the entire, and then, the two contestants came up onto the stage. This was the years biggest e-sports event. Over the entire, waves of screams and cheers rose up one after another, and all eyes were fixed onto the scene. Inside the vast interior of the, countless fireworks were set off simultaneously, and fans chanted excitedly. The chanting from all directions fused together, and any words that were spoken werepletely blurred. What shocked Victor the most was that a member of Crimsons team, who was seated beside him, even screamed hysterically, AhhhhhhhCCmay the great demon king live forever! Victor: ...... The team captain: Just, just get used to it. After a while, another wave of cheering began from the left side of the audience. Almost all of the team members were unable to remain seated and stood up to join in on the cheering. The team captain raised his fist and called out tentatively, Long live rainy days? Victor: ...... However, the randomized map for this game wasnt a rainy day map. It was a volcanic map. For a few seconds after the randomized results hade out, the entire scene was a little shocked. The rhythm of a game on a volcanic map could only be described with one word: fast. Everything happened in the blink of an eye, and any exchange of attacks could be thest on this kind of map. The volcanic map had always been the same one, but the positioning of the arena within the map would vary slightly. For teampetitions, the venue was a rtively open area above the volcano; and for individual events, the venue was centered around theva waterfall beside it. The waterfall was over 50 meters high, and there were many suspension bridges around it. If one fell down and was lucky, they maynd on the ck volcanic rocks that protruded out of theva, lose some health from the drop, and get up again. If their luck was bad though, then they wouldnd in theva and die within a few seconds. And, there was one other thing that couldnt be avoided on this map: constant loss of health. In other words, not only was there no wet Lord Four for the audience to enjoy, but also even the time that they had to lick the view had been greatly shortened. The rainy day cult: Dont talk to us. Weve already died from sadness [manual smile]. Its thest game. It was a perfectly fine game... Why is it a volcano map? Eh... At the start, while thementators were still exining the map, Victor was actually listening to the team captain speak. At the end of the day, themander of Crimsons PVE team had experienced many battles and was used to givingmand. He might not have necessarily been more professional than thementators, but his opinion might have been more unique. The team captain spoke incisively, The limited amount of space isnt conducive to closebat, but theplex terrain isnt good for mage professions either. Crimson will definitely find a way to demolish the bridges. I dont darement on what Lord Four will do, but as far as Im concerned, there are two ways that I can think of: One is to use steel wires to create an invisible foothold, and the other is to find a way to shift the fight to therge volcanic rock area below as its more suited for closebat. In terms of strategic vision, the team captain had left no room for criticism. Hisments had really hit the nail on the head. In the first second after the start of the round, both yers immediately aimed for strategic advantages! However, it was difficult for those whose level of y werent up to par to understand their intentions. The audience was basically left confused by the first wave of fighting. They saw Odin first use sh to approach the enemy, then use another set of fast, continuous shes, but he didnt start up his Shadow Dance, and instead, he moved constantly along the suspension bridges around Crimson. This round of attack was fierce and took over the starting advantage in one breath. He directly knocked down Crimsons mage shield and 10% of his health. However, if hed started up Shadow Dance and used his full strength, his health advantage would have doubled. Crimsons situation had left them even more surprised: The mage had only opened up a shield at the start of the game and then used water balls constantly! Water ball! Water ball! Water ball! This was an instant-cast spell that meant that he didnt have to worry about being silenced. That was indeed the case, but it didnt have much attack power either! Odin didnt even try to dodge and allowed them to scrape away 3% of his health. Thementators: Great! They plotted and schemed around each other right from the start. In this first round of confrontation, the great demon king, Odin, obtained the health advantage, but the mage god, Crimson, managed to gain the advantage in terms of location. Pay attention to Odins wires! They then saw that Odins continuous shes as he had charged in to attack Crimson had actually been a way for him to arrange a criss-crossing series of steel wires. And, these steel wires that shouldve remained hidden had be very visible, because Crimsons water balls had exposed their position. Then, the water vapor was soon evaporated by the high temperature, and the thin steel wires were roasted stiff, breaking due to the rapid change in temperature! Off-stage, Victor was shocked and surprised. But then, he soon heard the team captain beside him say, No, its Crimson who was too overconfident. He didnt manage to gain the field advantage. As soon as his voice had dropped, they saw a rope on the suspension suddenly begin to fray. The heavy iron and wood nks sank one by one under the force of gravity, causing the entire bridge to begin to fall. The two yers on the suspension moved with it, and the pressure from Odins closebat attacks was now clear to the audience. Many people said that Odin was ruthless when he dealt hisbos, so it was unsurprising that any other yer would choose to avoidbat and direct confrontations with him. It was even to the point where some yers would still have a psychological shadow after they had stepped down from the stage. Even a violent mage at Crimsons level didnt dare to enter a direct health exchange with him! Less than ten seconds into the start of the game, there was a sudden roar of surprise from the audience. CCCrimson had jumped down directly! Ch146 - National Competition - Mage 2

Chapter Ch146 - National Competition C Mage 2

trantor: xiin editor: kara Theva waterfall red out with brilliant red and gold lights. Crimson didnt pause for a single second. Before the de could reach him, hed already lifted his legs and jumped directly off the suspension bridge. All of a sudden, the audience could see him in the air, his robes pping around him. At the same time, his casting gestures were as urate and precise as if hed rehearsed them thousands of timesCC He was casting a spell in mid-air! In the face of the terrifying moltenva hell beneath his feet, Crimson fell with his back down, facing up as he seized this fleeting opportunity to chant his first magic spell: Spear of Fire. Fire converged in the air as he chanted and quickly turned into a spear that was shot at Odin. At this moment, Odin was standing at the edge of the drawbridge and had his daggers crossed in front of him. Just before the burning me approached his eyes, he suddenly spun around! Two snow-white de lights flew out directly and shed against the spear with a ng! The spear cracked along with the sound. In an instant, it was scattered into pieces like countless flying fire insects before grouping back togetherCC In the air, Crimson stretched out his hand and chanted his second spell: Low-Pressure Wind Whirl. This 0.5-second low-level spell perfectly gathered together the scattered fires and pulled them back together into a giant fireball whirlpool that flew towards Odin, pressing inwards! Commentator: This is Crimsons magic reconstruction andbination technique! Some members of the team in the audience asked nkly, Why doesnt Odin jump after him? Not enough time! The team leader replied, If the fall time difference is over half a second, then its enough to pull away from a close attack, and the second falling person will never be able to catch up with the first one. Instead of falling and ying a long-range attack exchange with a mage, its better to stay where he isCChe knows what Crimson ns to do. While everyone was waiting for this low-pressure me vortex to explode, Crimson had calmly finished chanting hisst spell: sh! There was a sh of light, and Crimson, whod been in the air, returned to the suspension bridge. At this moment, the me whirlpool exploded! Fire spread out like fireflies in the air. From the deepest part of the whirl of light, a gap appeared, and Odin shed out of it. In the blink of an eye, he had arrived right in front of Crimsons face! The exchange of attacks at this moment happened so quickly that many people didnt even notice how much of Odins health had been taken away by the spell attack. His double des were stained with ayer of brilliant red from the fire, and the de lights flowed out with an iparable sadness and beauty. For an instant, even the fire rain from the sky seemed to dim. The two figures fell towards theva together. This time, the difference in space between them was only half a bodys length,pletely within the range of an assassins melee attack! In the middle of the air, the scenery around them moved like strangely flowing colored ink, flying past swiftly. Odin saw through Crimsons next chant; it was Slow Fall! If the spell was released sessfully, then Crimsons falling speed would slow down greatly, giving him another chance tounch a long-ranged attack. Crimson was making the best use of this maps varying terrain heights. It would only take less than four seconds to fall to the bottom of the 50-meterva waterfall. Crimson chanted non-stop, and Odin also acted decisively right from the beginning of the fallCC He directly bit down on the sword, Song of Triumph, and pulled out his cloak with his right hand. All of a sudden, whirling shadows filled his line of sight. The audience eximed in surprise, and thementators sped up their talking speed to exim, Crimson cant judge if hes attempting a throat slice!! His line of sight was blocked, and Crimson had no idea when Odins next attack woulde! His voice had just fallen when the system determined: Crimson had received a throat slice attack and fallen into a bleeding state. CCBut, there was no silence effect! At that critical moment, Crimson had directly interrupted his own chanting of the Slow Fall skill. Compared to being forced into the silenced state by Odin, he would rather give up on Slow Fall and risk directly falling into thevaCCthis had been a very decisive choice that had to have been made even before Odins lightning-fast throat slice. It was enough to make others feel inferior. In the middle of the sky, the cloak that had red out was making a whistling noise with the wind resistance. It then flew off and directly fell into theva waterfall with a sizzle before being gradually swallowed up by the moltenva. At this time, the two yers had already exchanged multiple attacks over the short fall time of two seconds! Odin had directly cut Crimson down to 60% of his health! Not only was the audience screaming and shouting, but also even the team leader was clicking his tongue, This is amazing! In the air, both sides were falling continuously, and theresva at their feet. Odin also had to face Crimsons magic. In such a bad damage-dealing environment, Lord Four was still able to y so calmly. The thieves in their team were also very attentive. Im not as good as he is. This man has full points for his aerialbat skills. It must be because he had fought against angels in hisst life or something. While they were still shocked, Crimson used three linked-up instant spells: Fog, Oil, and Lightning to create a small explosion between the two yers. His precise calction of the strength and angle needed was simply insane. He blew himself into a corner by the waterfall using the st wave while also pushing Odin straight into theva beneath their feet with a giant force. However, thementator was quick to exim, The air really is the War Gods main battlefield! Odin was simply at his best. He threw out a dart, and the steel wire wrapped around it caught on the protruding stone edge nearby. The pull had onlysted for half a second before breaking, but he had used this limited, weak force toplete a turn in the air andnd directly on a piece of ck volcanic rock amidst theva, rolling on the spot to offset the impact. After he hadnded, he raised up his head and shot out another dart, urately pinpointing Crimsons position. At this moment, Crimson had been chanting for one second, and what he was about to release was a custom spellCC This was a small airflow vortex spell that formed the shape of a small tornado. It then picked up the surrounding fire and became a fire tornado. It was a textbook example of using the environment to achieve apounded magic effect! At this time, Odin had to take a slightly tortuous route, both hands holding his des as he moved over the constantly erupting magma, stepping on the red volcanic rocks beside theva waterfall as he approached Crimsons location. The small tornado that Crimson had created hadpletely destroyed the surrounding environment, and the strong wind soon began to affect the two yers bnce, constantly scraping chips off the small rocks. At this time, thementators finally understood Crimsons intentions, Crimson is creating a terrain advantage! Odin is forced to use the only possible route to approach! On this sole remaining path, even the escape route was soon destroyed. In the blink of an eye, the two yers were left on a steep cliff, meeting on a narrow road! The next spell that Crimson chanted was his most aggressive spell from the start of the match: Nine-Turn Aurora! The chanting time was 2.5 seconds, and it took the shape of a brilliantser that shot straight ahead, causing blindness and shock to everything it encountered, followed by burning and cutting damage. At 1.5 seconds, Odin had pulled away from the small fire tornados suction effect and used a double sh to reach the foot of theva waterfall. At this time, he also recognized the spell. All spells wereposed of three elements: Chanting determined the element, and gesture determined the form... The principle of Spellbreak de originated from this. CCAs long as there was a form, it could be destroyed. Just like all life, there was a vulnerable point that was the key! The caster was able to analyze the structure of matter and give form to intangible elements. So, why couldnt a killer grasp the essence of this fragile structure and cause it to fall apart? In the time it took to breathe, the Nine-Turn Aurora had already taken form over the mages palm. It was as though all the light sources at the scene had condensed together to form something so dazzling that nobody could look at it directly. After it shot out of Crimsons hands, it headed straight through the rugged road that the fire tornado hadnt coveredCC At this time, the scene seemed to fall into a slow-motion yback state, and all noise had turned into silence. Song of Triumph in Odins hand whirled sharply in the air several times and was held in a backhanded grip once again. Then, he crossed his double des, lowered his body, and closed his eyes to prevent being stabbed blind by the light in front of him. The killing opportunity was always the most critical time! It was at this moment that the scene that had once appeared in the arena between Odin and Jiuzhou once again reappeared in everyones eyes. CCHe pierced the light, cut it, and shattered it apart! The energy contained within burst out of the narrow confines of the spell like fireflies released from their cage and scattered into the sky, fluttering and hovering in the air. Amidst such a beautiful scene, the dark golden eyes that reopened were still as merciless and cold as ever. Crimsons dark brown pupils suddenly contracted! After this game, there was nobody else who would understand how it felt to face Odin directly more than he did. At this time, his heart suddenly sank, and it felt like he was being held by death. In the moment he saw Odin, hed already used an instant spell and tossed himself directly over the edge. However, it wasnt until he had begun to fall again that Crimson realized that hed made a mistake! At this moment, Odin, whod been standing silently at the edge of the cliff, had blurred into a vague shape. He turned into a shadow and appeared instantly behind Crimson. It was another aerial battle! At this time, there was a shing light rain all over the sky. Beneath their feet was the undting, roaringva, and even this space in the air was filled with twisting heat. Crimson knew that the angel of death had quietly approached him from behind. CCThroat slice! Ch147 - National Competition - Mage End

Chapter Ch147 - National Competition C Mage End

trantor: xiin editor: kara At this moment, thementators and the audience all sighed at the same time, Dont fight with Odin in the air! But, it was toote! At this time, two stunning arc lights had already cut through the heated air! They saw Crimsons health bar shing like crazy, and hed already fallen below 30% of health in just a single moment. As soon as hed realized his mistake, hed already opened up a me Shield to absorb some of the fire and physical damage. Unfortunately, it was broken through in the blink of an eye! The fire brought over by Odins de had even left a burning mark on the shield, burning the translucent shield until it had broken. After the shield had copsed, Crimson resolutely chose to deal a wave of damage! He used what he could and chose the instant lightning spell that couldnt be dodged or broken by Spellbreak de! At this time, Odin, whod suffered from ssh damage from various spells as well as burn damage from the environment, had also dropped to below 50% of health. The fall hadsted about 1.5 seconds, and both yers fell into the magma at the same time. At that moment, nobody had been able to free themselves to adjust their falling positionCC They werepeting to see who could be more ruthless, who would be more indifferent to life and death! Who would dare to have a life-or-death fight in hell? At the moment when the bubbling magma fire had almost licked at Crimsons mage robe, Crimson finally lost! His next instant-cast spell was Path of Ice that obviously formed an ice path. It dealt very little damage, but at this moment, it was more important for Crimson to remain above the magma! The overflowingva constantly emitted sizzling noises. The frost dissolved into a white fog at Crimsons feet, but it also formed a ck rock that the mage could stand on. As for Odin, hed thrown two darts in advance. Before they had sunken into theva, he stepped on them and used the force to return to a massive volcanic rock nearby. Crimson stood on theva and quickly began to prepare his next spell. At this time, because he was too close to the magma, the rate at which his health was dropping had risen sharply! The audience was thrilled and eximed in shock. At this time, the team leadermented, When the opponent is fierce and radical, Crimson will also follow suit. Victor, who was by his side, might not know anything else, but he was certain about one thing, My Four isnt ying radicallyCCyou might see him ying explosively, but in fact, his heart is as cold as ice. Lava wasnt enough to affect Odins mood. Not to mention fierce fighting, there was nothing in the world that could shake a master assassin on a mission. He was in charge of everyone elses death, and he had never cared about his own death. These missiles were densely packed like a rain of arrows. They were closely connected with each other and arranged in a formation like a swarm of bees. Hed already found the best way to avoid having his spells be broken by Spellbreak deCCwhich was to create a steady stream of small structures! Odin only had two des. He couldnt move as fast as magic! His idea was perfect, and Odin really was unable to tear apart all the missiles. However, hed never thought of destroying them all! At this time, hed justnded on the volcanic rock for a brief moment. He suddenly jumped off from the edge of the huge ck rockCC sh! Lord Four has charged into the magma!! Thementators cried, Too fierce! These two yers were both very harsh on themselves; Crimson had jumped down from the 50-meter waterfall right at the start, and Odin was jumping into the magma with only a fraction of his health left! The team leader: In this kind ofpetition, theres no opportunity for self-protection or traps. As long as you can kill the opponent first, youll win! Crimson had his hands open as he stood facing the air. He controlled the missiles in the sky, drawing out countless graceful tracks as he sent them chasing after Odin one by one. As for Odin, he aimed for the mage, who was standing on the surface of theva. He used another sh to arrive right in front of him and followed up with a kick! Crimson suddenly retreated with the force of this attack, but he then saw a cold light sh in front of his eyes. He moved back like a startled goose, and the attack missed, skimming milliliters away from his browCC Crimson also used sh at that instant! He left behind the small, ck rock that Odin had then stepped on. He flipped his dagger and hit the two nearest arcane missiles with two nging sounds. Crimson began to control the movement of the missiles again, but Odin had already used sh again and arrived in front of him! He was too fast. He was forcing his opponent to fight with him constantly! When faced with Odins pursuit, it wasnt enough to continuously release magic, and there wasnt enough time to put effort into setting up the battle situation perfectly. Even blinking was a luxury, and in order to keep up with the rhythm of the game, his opponent had to make use of all fighting potential and instinct in their body. Crimsons thinking had directly entered the stage where he was solely relying on his experience and instinctive reactions. His next instant spell was Ice Cloak! This spell did very little damage like Path of Ice, but it could automatically slow down enemies within melee range. After a certain period of time, a freezing effect would be triggered, and the speed at which Crimsons own health was burning away would also be dyed. However, Odin had charged straight in to kill him despite the magma. How could he be forced back by a deceleration effect? At this time, the team leadermented, Odins foothold is too precarious... After he had finished speaking, thementators finally called out, Odin is using the ice path that Crimson left behind as a foothold! The red and ckva flowed down slowly like a thick river. The ck rock formed by rapid cooling was barely remaining afloat, and the twopetitors couldnt help but slowly rise and fall as they stood on theva river, slowly making their way downstream. Crimsons foothold waspletely formed by magic, and that fact alone had been enough to make other people shocked. Odin had gone even further though and hadpletely made use of Crimsons foothold! Over these scattered, floating footholds, Odin was actually able to start up his Shadow Dance! Every step seemed to require extreme force, and every attack was like a desperate move as he walked over the fire, but he didnt fall and was even able to constantly remain close enough to attack Crimson. This cruel hellish environment changed rapidly, and Crimson subconsciously used another instant spell to create a big explosionCC The shockwave lifted both of them into the air again! In mid-air, Odin turned around in an instant and shot out another dart! Hisnding was more delicate than a cats as he once again used that small amount of force, lifting off the dart and finding a new ce tond. At this moment, the two yers were five meters away from each other, and there was no ce for them to stand steady. Both of them were at critical health. Crimson once again casted the spell for the arcane missilesCCattack! He squeezed out hisst bit of strength, wanting to aim at his enemys throat first! Odin had to die so that he could live! Odins figure alsounched up into the air in an instant. His darts flew at Crimson through the air, but they werepletely ignoredCC It wasnt until he was about to fall into theva that he threw out his short sword, Song of Triumph. He used its momentum and shed,ing into Crimsons melee-attack range! After having lost one of his des, Odin pulled out a dart, pressed his thumb against the palm of his hand, and positioned the tip beneath his four fingers, shing straight at his enemys throat! Flying missiles flew over from behind him! Odin started up Shadow Dance again! His dagger, Deep Silence, leapt up like a snake and stabbed into Crimsons heart. Crimsons health was now at 20%! Odin used his Shadow Dance to arrive beside Crimson, and his right hand with the dart slit across the others throat before flying out, colliding into an arcane missile with a ping sound! Another missile hit him from behind. Odin took a step forward and performed a beautiful forward somersault. The light from his dagger actually formed a circleCC Forgetting Worriess technique! Thementators shouted excitedly. Then came another series of Shadow Dance! Two darts slid into his palm and took away another chunk of Crimsons health before flying out unerringly! This was the first time that Odin had used darts as a weapon in closebat. Nobody had known that he was so versatile; he was just like a master-level assassin who could kill people using all kinds of props! Crimsons health had been pushed down to 10%! At that moment, the effect from his Ice Cloak spell activated, triggering the deceleration skill! The Shadow Dancegged for a brief moment, and Crimson found a chance to use a shockwave, pushing Odin outwards! At this moment, everyones hearts jumped up into their throats. Odin was in the air with 30% of his health left, and arcane missiles wereing at him from all directions, whistling around with him at the center. At this moment, his right hand had been frozen by the Ice Cloak. Odin resolutely waved his hand and tossed his dagger, Deep Silence, in his left hand. Itnded gently on the undting, roaring magmaCC sh! Odin once again entered the closebat range, and Crimsons pupils contracted. Hisst spell was abruptly cut off! System judgement: Crimson had been silenced. Odin hadnt yet used thest dart he had left. Instead, hed sped Crimsons throat with his bare hands! The impact of this movement was so great that Crimson fell backwardsCC Odin stood on the small bit of rock beneath his feet, his right hand locked tightly on Crimsons throat. He used sh again! This sh was definitely the slowest sh hed ever used since his debut, but it was the most lethal one! CCOdin hurled Crimson directly into the protruding stone to the right of the river ofva! Crimsons remaining health emptied out instantly! In thest second before Crimson turned into a white streak of light, he could see Odins pupilsC- That pair of magnificent, pure, dark golden pupils were like those of an evil dragon immersed in killing. There was nothing covering up the intent flowing out of themCCit was the cruel and violent catharsis of endless power. Crimsons heart was suddenly filled with an idea: a demon king... Amidst the white light, Odin released the hand that had been holding his opponents throat. The mes gave his hair a bright red, burning appearance, and his dark golden pupils shrank back to their normal size. The scene finally came to a close, and his figure gradually blurred into that golden red light. Ch148 - Endless Licking?

Chapter Ch148 - Endless Licking?

trantor: xiin editor: kara The great demon king is so handsome, so handsome, Im dying... ahhhh, ohhhhhhh, Im suffocating! Who else!? Who else can y like the great demon king vs the mage god and blow up the skies!? The most badass thing across the whole gxy! I always feel like its never two human beings fighting. Its said that Lord Four is a retired agent. Is this true? I also heard that Crimson is from the National Science Research Institute. What about this rumor? Is it true too? Sticking out my tongue! Lick! Lick! Lick! Rainy days have already died. Burn paper if you need to find us. Call for our souls if its a small matter, or dig graves if its a big matter. I feel that this is just as exciting as watching a blockbuster that can only be made by the best director, the best martial arts director, and best screenwriter... Sneakily taking away my familys Crimson! Oh my god, Im so distressed, will he have any psychological shadows...? You guys all said that Lord Four is an assassin! But, I dont believe it! Guys, dont forget! Hes the best! Actor! Actor, ahhhh!! Who can put on an act better than my Lord Four? Oh my gosh, unless Lord Four really goes out in person, I wont recognize anyone elses skills, no matter who they are! I refuse! I refuse, ahhhh!! Saluting quietly, ahead of time, for the birth of the new champion! p p p p p! As expected, the audiencesments on the public screen were as powerful as an exploding supernova. Thementators took a look at the scrollingments and almost broke out in a cold sweat. Each of Lord Fours games would bring this kind of amazing scene. It was really a shocking spectacle. The director for the National Championships murmured in his heart: Great, I have all the material needed for a National Championships documentary. In the future, when I introduce how great of an event the 1170th National Championships had been, I will put in a cut of the public screen. It really gives a strong visual impact... The two yers came off the stage at a brisk pace and soon recovered from the rhythm of the game. Although theyd been extremely cruel and fierce in the virtual arena, they were both calm yers in reality. To use their fans words, they were abstinent male god... gods. Crimson adjusted his cor, breathed a sigh of relief, and came forward to shake hands with Tyron. He said, I hadnt expected that I wouldnt be able to hold on to my title until the end of my era and would lose the championship position in myst National Championships. However, I am very convinced about my loss to you. Tyron had never had much to say when he faced his defeated opponents. However, Crimson was indeed a very good mage, and he was very close to what a real mage was like in a Western fantasy world. It gave Tyron a subtle sense of familiarity, and at this moment, when he heard the other admit that he was going to quit the PVP arena, he asked, Is PVE interesting? A trace of a smile suddenly appeared on Crimsons reserved and cold face. He nced over at the huge back pce harem in his friends and family seating area briefly and said, You can give it a try. Whats interesting isnt the PVE itself but fighting alongside yourrades. After that, the two male contestants reverted back to their iceberg mode. When faced with the hosts microphone, they gave the shortest possible answers, and there were no more than three words strung together at a time. The host: QAQ feeling sad, growing mushrooms in the corner. Crimsons team leader also had arge number of fans. At this time, they were also trying crazily to brush a sense of existence, Hurry! Lord team captain! Take in the great demon king! Its an opportunity that can only be encountered by luck, quickly give full y to your charming personality! Beneath the stage, the team captain turned back and joked to the thief on their team, Look, Rice Flower, there are people encouraging me to rece you. The thief sneered, Ive wanted to quit a long time ago. Everyone in the team is a damned loser. Laozi was a good and proper assassin, yet you guys forced me to switch to a thief so that I can go out and steal purses for our family expensesCCdo you have the ability to make Lord Four switch to thief too? Do you have the ability to make Lord Four cheat and steal? The team leader instantly backed down. His momentum shriveled up, and he finally became a little pitiful person about the size of a palm, shivering and trembling, So-sorry great one, you-you-you make the money, and youre the biggest... Reality proved that those who constantly hung out together would end up with simr brain circuits. After the two yers had stepped down from the stage, Crimson suddenly remembered something and said in a low voice, Lord Four, do you want to change careers? For example, bing a thief? Tyron: ...... When faced with Crimsons eyes that seemed to sh with something hidden, Tyron cut off this train of thought at the roots, I wont consider this profession. Crimson wanted to ask why. Tyron turned his head to look at Victor, My partner attaches great importance to abiding by thew and is determined not to steal. Crimson: ...... The miniature Crimson inside Crimsons heart really wanted toin: Who are you lying to!? Who do you think youre tricking?! The person you were strangling savagely just now! That was me! That gaze is something Laozi wont forget for a lifetime! Yet once you turn around, youve made an instant switch right in front of my face and be an impassioned,w-abiding citizen?! At this time, the benefits of being an iceberg were put on disy. Two secondster, Crimson replied as though nothing had happened at all, Oh. After getting off the stage, Crimson was surrounded by his back pce harem, and he left like a moon surrounded by stars. Before leaving, the team leader waved to Victor in a friendly manner and said, Were going to leave on a mission soon. Its said that its a world with magic, and after thend has been opened up and stabilized, you and your Lord Four are wee toe and y. Youre wee toe visit any time. After having watched the game together, Victor had already built up 50 points of goodwill with this team captain. He waved his hand back and said, Well definitely go if theres a chance! Then, Victor turned back and saw his old antiques probing expression. Tyron: When I came down from the stage, you first spoke to Crimson, then spoke to their team captain. Were you going to pay attention to me at all? Victor was instantly scared to death and hurriedly coaxed him, My husband is too handsome, dazzlingly handsome, and he can even win the National Competition championship... And, your opponent was Crimson! Tyron: Did you think that Crimsons chances of winning were very high before the end of the fight? Victor didnt think twice before saying, How could that be!!? I knew that you would win right from the start! Its just that we have to save some face for Crimson, right...? The old antique was pleased. He raised his chin slightly and said, Lets go. Lets go eat something good. The two of them hadnt left yet when the National Championships notification personnel came up to find them. They first congratted Tyron on winning the prospective championship position, then informed him of the uing match: There was one final cement round tomorrow, where the yers who were temporarily listed in fourth and fifth ce wouldpete against each other. If Vantico could win against the fourth ce, then it would be Odin in first ce, followed by Crimson, then Jiuzhou, then Vantico. ording to the rules, the contestants would only be matched up against yers who were up to three positions above or beneath them. If the next three yers beneath the prospective champion had already yed (and lost) against them, then there wouldnt be any semi-finals, and they would be the champion directly. In that situation, all they had to do was wait for the Championships final night. Victor looked up the winning rate and was very happy. He spoke in a low voice, Vantico has won against this person before. This time, his winning rate is estimated to be over 70%. I think his win is likely! It was no wonder that people were filling the screens with quietly saluting the birth of the new champion in advance typements. It seemed that there was little suspense left for this session of the National Championships. After that, Vantico himself came over. Although he still had onest match tomorrow, Vanticos spirits seemed to have recoveredpletely after today. He was full of energy as he called out to Tyron, I will win! So, theres nothing for you to do after thisCCdont forget about the matter that I came to look for you for! Tyron shook the key twice and said to Victor, Its quite interesting. I think its like beating up the little one and provoking the big one toe. Victor snickered, Theres the kind of feeling that Vantico has raised an old grandfather who teaches martial arts inside the key... Tyron: ??? Victor: ...... Oh, fine. Although the old antique had learned a lot of memes and jokes, he still hadnt mastered the umon novel memes! Victor had a broad smile on his face as he pulled Tyron with him, Lets go, lets go. Lets celebrate the future champion! Lets find a big restaurant to eat at... ...... They didnt make it. They were stopped again. This time, there were arge number of e-sports fans waiting for them. They were so excited that almost half of them were in tears... Really. The Earth District hadnt won the National Championships in many years. They were originally the Star District with the smallest poption and were always discriminated against in the e-sports circles by other Star Districts... Theyd waited many years, and the wife fans had already be mother fans, and finally, they hade out with an Iceberg War God. It hadnt been easy for them! It wasnt good to reject these kinds of fans directly. The great demon king was expressionless as he watched them all chatter and sing around him. Dont think that he didnt know: Some people towards the back had secretly taken out rainy day dolls, and others were recording videos while speaking in a voice they believed was very quietCCand they even dared to speak into their cell phones and say, My god, close distance, lick lick lick lick lick lick lick lick.... They were still licking. Still licking? Were they done licking!? The great demon kings forehead was covered in awork of green veins. Victor was so scared that he quickly opened up the way for him. He burst out with a standard, formic smile and said, May I trouble everyone to make way? Dont squeeze in too much, it wont be good if people get hurt. Have you all eaten yet? Come on,e on, friends on this side, can you make way for the people behind you? Lets not block the exit... After a series of words, the two of them were finally able to swish away, disappearing into the special passage. ....... As a result, they were blocked again at the entrance of the special passage. This time, they were blocked by arge number of people who wanted to ask for the image rights to Lord Four. Amongst them, most of them wanted to make games. This was probably because the 15th edition of the Simtion A-League was sold out and out of stock. There were people far, far away in the Sixth Star Province who hade all the way to buy the Earth District version of the game, paying shipping fees that were over twenty times the price of the original game. There were others who wanted to write songs for him, people who wanted to make documentaries, and others who wanted to find Lord Four and Victor for authorization to write them into love stories! We guarantee that itll be thrilling, exciting, romantic, and beautiful! The other party assured them as they held Victors hand, Ill give you the most pale and attractive skin in the world, curly hair that smells like rose, and a charming voice like a sea demon! ... They were really worthy of being people who wrote beautiful romance novels! This wording was enough to scare even Victor! Tyron stretched out his long arm and pulled Victor into his arms, hiding his face. He thought coldly to himself: You crowd of stupid interster humans, if a male sea demons infrasound voice really came out here, your hearts would be the first to explode. Ch149 - Small Vacation in an Outside World

Chapter Ch149 - Small Vacation in an Outside World

trantor: xiin editor: kara Unfortunately, Odin rarely gave authorization for his image to be used, and most of the things he had given permission for were nonmercial. After all, he had a partner who promoted creative freedom. The only thing that could take advantage of some of the great demon kings brilliance was the Earth District. They had the first authorized game, and they also had the first team that the great demon king had ever joined. This could probably be regarded as a benefit of being his hometown. The only other organization that could obtain authorization was the official A-League. After having won the quasi-championship, Odin was approached by the officials in charge of the Hall of Fame, who soon found their way overCCalthough Odin hadnt yet won the Championship Cup, he was already the quasi-champion, and there was nothing wrong with doing preparations in advance. Odin already held a ce in the lifetime achievement section of the Hall of Fame, but if he did take the trophy, his statue would be moved within the Hall of Fame and appear in the Golden Corridor of every future National Championships. ording to convention, each yer would receive a short interview after the National Championships. Most of the interviews covered their daily life and feelings regarding ying in the National Championships. When the program team hade to notify them, they could clearly see the great demon kings unwillingness. They were mostly afraid of the air around them suddenly growing quiet. ... Finally, it was Victor who smoothed things out, I can do the interview. The program group asked themselves: Was there any difference between interviewing about Victors daily life and interviewing about the great demon kings daily life? No! Perfect! They could quickly get it done and go home! Finally, the husband-and-husband pair cleared up everything that needed to be done, closed their door, and temporarily rejected any other attempts at unofficialmunications. Then, the two of them took a look at the outside world that Victor had boughtCCthey hadnt named it for the time being, mainly because they didnt yet have enough information. The probe robot had collected a whole bunch of tools like a hardworking little bee, then had made a small robot team that was growing exponentially of identically sized robots. ording to the report it had sent back, the most difficult preliminary resource investigation had already beenpleted, and the next step was a very organized process that could bepleted in less than a month if nothing unexpected happened. After that, the husband-and-husband pair held up another key and ran off to the entrance of the outside world that Vantico had given them. The name of the other outside world was called Tico. Victor saw this name andined, Its definitely not something that Vantico hade up with. If it had been him, it would have been something more immature like the Dark Clock World or something... ??? The master assassin was bewildered, You guys have been to the Dark Clock World? Victor was very shocked, ... Theres really a world with that name?!!! Its so immature... Tyron said, The masters of the nes are very casual with their naming. Is this a normal thing now? Ive seen demigods name the space-time vortexes that theyd found Monday, Tuesday ... all the way up to Sunday. Victors entire person was dazed. He asked, What about the eighth world, then? They cant have called it Octday, right? The base was as alike as two peas as a base in the interster world. At first nce, it seemed like theyd simply done some inteary travel. Victors new body was very interesting with two pairs of folded-up dragonfly wings on his back. Then, he looked over and saw that, as expected, his old antique hadnt changed anything. He had used the same appearance that he used for e-sports. Victor: ...... Ah, my old antique was gettingzier andzier. Tyron came over and was very amused when he saw Victors appearance. He reached out and pinched a dragonfly wing, unfolding it as he asked, What do you want these for? Itsmon sense. It was written in yesterdays . Victors expression was serious as he said solemnly, In a potentially dangerous outside world, most people should use a body that can fly, allowing them to avoid most of the dangers on the ground. How cute. Tyron said. Victor blushed, ...... Geez! I was telling you the honest reason, but youre just teasing me! One of Vanticos probe robots came out and delivered an envelope. Tyron opened it and saw that it was a letter from Vantico. The content within was written very clearly: Vanticos teacher was a native of this world, and he wanted to meet them after hed heard about thepetition between the two of them. The method for contacting Vanticos teacher was included in the letter. They were to go to a public square that held a pool after they had arrived in XX City, ce a bunch of flowers in the pool, then sit in the third chair. Someone would thene out to contact them shortly after. Victor spoke excitedly, How interesting! Its like in the movies. This gentleman seems very mysterious. ...... Tyron said, So, why is it that sometimes, you interster people care about this immature type of thing, but at other times, you find that its very mysterious? Victor fell into deep thought and suddenly felt that the old antiques words were very reasonable. The envelope also contained two in-ear headphones that were designed for real-time trantion. They were very discreet, and the general public wouldnt notice it. Victor put one on, and for a while, he became a little dragonfly who could hear but not speak. Tyron ced his own headphone back into the envelope and said, I dont need this. Lets go. Well go into the city and take a look first. Most people whod been blessed by the gods had onemon characteristic, which was that they were automatically proficient in allnguages. This was a very interesting fact. In many myths, mortal creatures were punished by gods, creating a division in the form of anguage barrier. The division ofnguage soon led to cultural differences, and finally, mortal creatures would begin to kill each other. So, rtively speaking, most creatures who werent mortal could speak allnguages. So, the first step towards divinity was to be proficient in allnguages and be able tomunicate with all intelligent creatures. Little ssmate Victor walked into another worlds big city and became a little dumb and illiterate rural dragonfly. Both eyes were shining brilliantly as he observed the scenery. In fact, the world here was very simr to the Western medieval civilization in the Earth District. Urban nning was very bad, and cleaning and sanitization were terrible. However, this exotic style was also its advantage. Victor didnt dare to stand out too much. He walked in circles around Tyron and kept close to him in order to prevent any idents from happening even as he quietly took pictures and videos of everything around them. Tyron had put on a hood in order to prevent causing traffic jams. His mouth was cocked slightly, and he was in a good mood. The two of them first went to the square mentioned in the letter. Tyron then ced a bunch of flowers that the robot had given them into the pool water. When he turned around, he saw Victor taking out the bread in his arms and using it to feed the birds. This was a very beautiful scene, so Tyron hesitated and ultimately didnt stop Victors actions. Then, less than one minuteter, a tragedy happenedCCa bird swept down and aimed for Victors bread, snatching it out of his hands before flying away! Victors eyes were wide and round with shock. He looked back helplessly at his old antique! The old antique beckoned for him toe back. He suppressed hisughter and said, The birds here dont have the habit of waiting to be fed. Their instinctive reaction when they see food is to snatch it away. As he spoke, he took out a coin and toyed with it. He nced up at the sky, then suddenly threw it out! A secondter, there was a scream from the sky. A bird staggered in the air, and a piece of bread fell out its ws and hit the ground. Instantly, countless other birds rushed up to fight over the food. The two of them sat on the dirty bench and continued to wait. Victor was unable to speak thenguage here and was afraid that he would hinder Tyron, so he put on a serious look of Im just ackey, dont talk to me and sat down honestly by Tyrons side. A few momentster, a man whod lost his leg came out to rest on the same bench as them, speaking to Tyron in a low voice. Victor stretched his ears out to listen, but he couldnt understand even a bit of it despite having a trantor. All he could see was that when the man had left, his attitude towards Tyron had be very respectful while Tyrons attitude had be a little less cold. He was originally also an assassin. Tyron exined lightly, He had lost his leg during a mission, so the organization had arranged for him to be an informant and will support him until he dies. Victor shook out his transparent wings and followed behind Tyron. A few minutester, the two of them came to a stop in front of a hotel. Victor was immersed in his thoughts and suddenly blushed. Tyron couldnt hold back his smile. He casually helped Victor pull up his own hood and leaned over to speak into his ear, What are you thinking about? Victor whispered, Cosy. The y part of this word wasnt the pure type. In any case, the two of them were using thenguage of the interster era to speak. Other people couldnt understand them, so they continued to chat a little more. The two of them sat in the middle of the hall and waited for a while. There were all kinds of people from all walks of life here. There was a thin man who kept looking back at Victor, his eyes holding an ufortable trace of scorn and contempt. Victor switched seats to get out of his line of sight and asked Tyron thoughtfully, Did I choose a bad race? I dont know. Tyron replied carelessly, Its a small matter. He casually picked up a handful of hard, green beans from the te in front of them. He flicked one out with his thumb and sent it flyingCC The green bean flew by close to the thin mans eye and embedded itself directly into the wooden post behind him. The other side was startled and turned to re at them. Tyron didnt look back at all and continued to y. WhoooshCCthunk. WhoooshCCthunk. Each one flew close to the other partys position and just edged past their eyeballs with a fraction of a gap. Each one also had ended up deeply embedded into the wooden post. Ten secondster, the other partys head was covered in a cold sweat as they stood up to leave. Tyron stretched out his long legs and sent the stool in front of him sliding half a meter across to the other side,ing to a stop right in the other partys pathCChe hadnt looked back during the entire process like he disdained even giving the other party a nce. The thin man struggled silently for a moment, then untied his purse from his belt, and set it down on the chair before climbing under the chair to get through and escape. Victor: ...... Amazing, my great demon king! The great demon king still had a few green beans on hand. He continued to flick them, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, into the wooden post, making a heart-shaped pattern as he spokezily, If you dont bully others, then others will bully you, eh? Ch150 - Play

Chapter Ch150 - y

trantor: xiin editor: kara After a while, Victor picked up his ss, wanting to drink from it. Tyron stretched out his hand and pressed the ss back down again. Victor suddenly understood, I cant eat or drink the things here? Is the hotel their stronghold? The old antique nodded approvingly. Victor took advantage of how nobody here could understand his words and continued, How long do we have to wait? Wait until theyve had enough of watching, or... Tyron thought for a moment and casually picked up a water ss, throwing it at the bar. There was a loud crash. Everyone was startled by the noise. Victors hair almost stood on end. After Tyron had smashed the ss, he set his long legs up on the table and immediately started giving off the aura of a great demon king. The old proprietress hastily cleaned up the bar but didnt say a single word of rebuke to Tyron. This was what made Victor finally notice the strange atmosphere in the hotel. At this time, the great demon king spoke coldly, Before I hade in, I gave you guys five minutes of time. Now, youve already used it all up. Wasting my time is wasting your own lives, you know? As he had finished speaking, someone came up from behind them. Tyron raised his hand and threw the man to the ground directly. He stepped on him with a booted foot and said, Show me the way or die. A few secondster, someone else came to show the way. After taking a look at Victor, they said, He cant go in. As soon as their voice had sounded out, Tyron suddenly shed a knife. The knife shed so quickly that Victor had only been able to catch a small glimpse of it before a shallow cut appeared on the guides lips. Tyron: Ill give you one chance to say the right words. The guide stopped moving for a moment, then spoke respectfully, The other gentleman doesnt need to go in. Tyron didnt hesitate to withdraw the knife. He bowed his head to look at Victor and said, Wait here for a moment. Do you have your gun? If necessary, just kill one directly. People here will pick on easy targets. You need to be moreCC Willing to be generous! Victors eyes were glowing as he interrupted. He pulled open his coat and showed Tyron his tactical belt, Actually, Ive brought with me a set of tactical mines! And timers! Tyron looked at the collection, ...... Victor continued, If they dare try to bully you with numbers, you can whistleCCdont worry, when I calcte the sting power, the error margin wont exceed 1%. The great demon king suddenly felt a little deste. Hed only made preparations for a worst case scenario of washing this ce with blood, but his Vic had already made preparations to raze the whole ce to the ground... Tyron went in. Victor sat outside, smiling broadly as he continued to look around at this ce that was filled with new and exotic things. Two minutester, the group of assassins eyes were about to fall out of their sockets. Victor took out a test tube of strong corrosive liquid and melted down their cup of poison. After that, he looked at the residue and set it on fire. Another two minutester, even the ashes were gone, and there was nothing but a plume of smoke. The assassins: ...... What kind of poison could create this kind of effect?! Based on the scope of their knowledge, this was something that would kill and then destroy the corpsepletely! However, Victor didnt have the same type ofmon sense. After he had finished ying with the ss of water, Victor had nothing left to y with. He fell silent for a while, ncing around at the assassins with a faint curiosity in his eyes. The scene fell into an awkward silence for a few dozen seconds, and then, the wolves turned around one by one. Victor: ......??? Someone,e over, hey, get me a new ss of water? The biological paralysis toxin that you guys had extracted was very interesting, but the dosage was too small to be used in an experiment... Hey, why do you all look scared? After another few minutes had passed, Tyron came out and saw Victor sitting in the middle of the room while countless assassin cubs shivered in all four corners. From his point of view, the dragonfly wings on Victors back shifted with his breathing and were particrly interesting. Tyron couldnt help reaching out to touch them again. He then bowed his head and asked, Thirsty? Victor said innocently, No. Well, I was a little curious about the raw materials of the poisons they use here. Most of the time, it should be toxins that have been extracted naturally from nts and animals. Compound agents are too expensive and time-consuming to make. Tyron replied casually, We can rob them before we leave. Victors eyes lit up. He asked carefully, Did you meet with Vanticos teacher? Tyron: Yes. Mediocre. Do you want to attend a banquet tonight? Victor: How was this rted to going to a banquet?? Tyron continued, To y a game. In the evening, well attend a banquet and assassinate a target. If I seed, then I can look through the ancient books and materials here at will. Victor: What if he seeds first? Tyron: Then, Ill kill him first. Victor: ...... Old antique, was that also okay?! Of course, the old antique was joking. He was a person who abided by the rules... The main reason he would make such a joke was: It was impossible for him to lose. Regarding Vanticos teacher, his codename was Gino. He was a mixed-race creature with some non-mortal blood, who had lived for over three hundred years. He was a respected elder figure in the organization. The old antique: He can barely be considered older than a cub. Tsk. Before nightfall, Tyron took Victor out for a walk in the streets. They looked around as they ate, and after eating the whole way, they had basically filled up their stomachs. Victor was jumping at the chance to participate, Can I go too? Ive never been to a medieval banquet. What do we wear? What do we bring? Tyron: Bring an invitation. Dress however you like. Victor: Did they give out invitations? ......No. The master assassin choked briefly. In a trance, he felt it had been thousands of years since hed had to answer this kind of question that only cubs would ask, If the organization prepared the invitations, they wouldnt be able to keep themselves clean of the matter after the deed has been done. The things that are required to get the job done should be dealt with by ourselves so that only one person has to take responsibility if something goes wrong. Victor said, Well have two people taking responsibility. Tyronughed for a moment, then picked up his kebab, ate it in a few bites, and said casually, Wheres your notebook? Let me use it for a bit. He took Victors notebook and easily tore out a dozen or so pieces of paper. He wrote and drew on the sheets. Victor was very curious, What are you doing? Tyrons reply was very concise, ying. Victor: ...... Great. The old rascals standard answer. . Half an hourter, Tyron started to build his camouge. Victor watched with wide eyes as Tyron folded up a piece of cloth and inserted it into his hair, instantly changing the shape of his face. After that, Tyron picked up some nt ash, smearing it carefully and somehow making his nose change a little... After a few more changes, Victor almost couldnt recognize him anymore, Is, is this the godly art of cosmetics? Tyron put his hands behind his back and took a deep breath. In that instant, his aura changed. He looked like a senior housekeeper, who puffed up his chest and purposely lifted his feet as he walked around with a medieval aristocratic family. He walked to the intersection where the carriages were parked outside the banquet venue, then targeted the nobledies who were getting on and off the carriages as he began to scam people. Victor: ...... Victor had tried hard to keep his eyes locked onto him, but he had almost lost track of him several times. This was a very magical thing. It seemed that before, Tyron had stood out like a crane standing among chickens simply because hed been toozy to camouge. Now, hed deliberately covered himself up and immediately turned into a drop of water that had fallen into theke; even other droplets of water couldnt distinguish him from themselves. About ten minutester, Tyron came back with arge stack of invitation cards. Victor was shocked, Do we need so many? Thats enough for an entire football team to get in! Tyron hushed him with a shh, then pulled Victor with him to kabedon in a corner. Then, he stretched out his long arm and held Victor in his embrace. He kissed Victor easily before saying, Take a look at the one with the lute. Victor looked at them for a long time before figuring it out, This... this person is also stealing? Hes Vanticos teacher?!!! Tyron: Mm. After a while, Gino, who had disguised himself as a bard, quietly went to a corner to open up his stolen invitationCC He instead saw a piece of Victors note paper with a small flower drawn on it. The petals were densely packed and extremely ugly. Gino: ...... Fine then. Mr. Assassin had to go back and approach another nobleman with an invitation card to steal another one. Then, he found out that it was yet another piece of notebook paper. This time, there was a fly drawn on it. After going back and forth twice more, he had stolen a pigs head notebook paper and a big-headed doll notebook paper. Mr. Gino obviously had no way of knowing that the doll was called a rainy day doll, but that didnt stop him from getting angry. Gino: Odin! Great! Teacher Gino had a belly full of anger as he went back to steal another one. This time, he opened it up tentatively: There was no drawing on it, only a small amount of food residue. He smelled it carefully. It still held the smell of kebabs. Gino: ............ How could there be such an annoying master assassin in the world!?! The nobles whod had their invitation cards stolen had finally finished exchanging greetings amongst themselves. However, when they had tried to enter the venue, they suddenly discovered that there was a problem, and amotion had broken out at the entrance. Victor worried, Whatll we do now? Can we still get in? Tyron: Walk in. He gave an invitation to Victor and said, All the beautiful girls standing in the corner are prostitutes. As long as you have an invitation and allow them to get in, theyll be avable for the night for free. Victor was in a daze as he epted the invitation. Wait a minute, could it be that were not going in together...? Tyron looked him over, then said, Forget it. Theyll be getting the better end of the deal with you. Go in alone, be good. Victor was ttered and said, Okay then. I wont disturb your n. Dont go overboard with ying. After all, theyre Amusing Vanticos elder... The old antique promised, I wont go overboard. Victor looked at him suspiciously for two seconds. Tyron said: I guarantee that I wont bully him into tears. Victor: ...... After watching Victor enter the banquet venue, Tyron went up to a certain bard and asked for directions. As he did so, he stole a necktie, a lute, a pick, and a pouch that was used to collect tips. He then transformed into a bard on the spot. The real bard was so dazed and confused by Tyron that he held the map that had just been stuffed into his hands and called out excitedly, Yes! The holynd is in that direction! By the time he had turned back around again, Tyron was long gone. Mr. Tyron, the bard, had run off to steal Bard Ginos business. sorry! its one dayte because i ran into someputer problems @[email protected] Ch151 - Still Playing

Chapter Ch151 - Still ying

trantor: xiin editor: kara Victor was still a little dazed as he held onto the invitation and went through the entrance towards the banquet hall. He had turned back several times with every step, yet as a result, by the second time he had looked back, he couldnt find his old antique anymore at all! Victor: ...... Assassins were amazing! Victor went to attend the party alone. It was a semi-open banquet with a fireworks show, and the venue consisted mainly of a half-open garden square with part of a small castle that had an open front hall. Visitors were allowed to walk, talk, dance, eat, and drink in a wide area. Little rural Victor grew dizzy as soon as he had entered. He felt like a dragonfly whod just flown into a nightclub. Although there wasnt any serious light pollution like there would be in modern times, it was still a scene of decadence and revelry. There was a row of candlelight along the rails, roast chicken on the buffet table, a band ying against the wall, and faint whispers after every round of fireworks. There weredies gathered in evening gowns, sparkling jewelry, and men talking with the scent of cologne around them. Victor watched for a while but soon lost interest. It was very strange. When he was around Tyron, he always would want to explore and y in these medieval types of projects. After Tyron had been gone for a while though, Victor would lose any interest he had, and his mind would instead be full of thoughts: Where was his old antique? He wasnt getting bullied, was he? With this in mind, Victor started to want to go out and look for Tyron again. Then, he found that he didnt have to look for him. Unbeknownst to him, the bard, Mr. Tyron had crept in at some point. He drew everyones attention, and thedies were all over him. Victor: ...... Tyron was leaning against a corner of a wall. There was a mask on his face, themon half-face mask that bards wore. He held up the lute in his arms and casually plucked out a tune. There didnt seem to be anything remarkable about such a passive, idle bard, but he had somehow attracted the eyes of countless noblewomenCCmainly due to his temperament. Temperament was something that made some people look like emperors when they wore crowns, hermits when they wore hemp suits, or a wandering Adonis when they wore a wide-brimmed hat. When they smiled arrogantly, they could look more like Zeus hunting for beauties in the mortal world. Tyron bowed his head and plucked at the lute. Suddenly, he saw an unmarried woman beside him suddenly had dropped a handkerchief onto the ground. It was very embarrassing, and she didnt dare to pick it up and admit that it was hers. Tyron bent down to pick it up. He held the handkerchief in his palm, looked aroundzily, and smiled, using it to slowly wipe down his lute. Thedies were restless due to hisughter and fanned their faces to cover their blushes. They whispered behind their open fans that the handkerchief seemed to belong to the bard. At this time, Tyron held up the handkerchief again, and his hand shookCC It magically transformed into a rose! He looked through the crowd towards two people, who werent very far away. One was Victor. The words: Are you having a good time ying, darling? were practically written on his face. The other was Mr. Gino, who had lost all his business and was so embarrassed that hed switched identities. His eyes seemed to say, You chose such a mboyant role. Ill just wait and see how you manage to assassinate himter! The fireworks show had officially begun, and the crowd began to move in the same direction, clueless to the undercurrents surging beneath. Victor suddenly passed by someone he didnt know and felt like hed been patted on the chest. He was stunned for a moment, then looked down, and saw that a rose had now been inserted into his chest pocket. The very unambitious Little Vic was instantly no longer angry. He was very happy as he turned around to look for Tyron... Which was why he had happened to see this scene: A guard wearing armor had suddenly faltered for a moment. He looked down at his armor in a daze but couldnt see anything, so he tried to move on. He looked a little weak, then sat down against the wall with a nk expression. As a result, one person was now missing from the patrol, and a small gap suddenly appeared in the defensiveyout that blocked the entrance to the castle. Gino, who was pretending to be a waiter, walked past with his tter. Only Victor had paid him any attention, because he knew who he was in advance. At the moment when Gino walked past the remaining two members of the patrol, a cold light shed in his palm... The two remaining patrol guards died quietly. They had secretly had their throats sliced in public and hadnt even had a chance to make a sound. Gino dragged them into the dark alley nearby. Nobody could have thought that assassins would act so boldly and only thought that the guards were drunk or ill. After that, Gino went over to the guard whod just sat down. And then, he was given a great shock! There was a very thin wound on the guards back. It was so fine that no actual injury could be seen as long as the muscles didnt exert any forceCCbut, the wound was still a wound, and his internal organs had bled out to the point where the guard was now seriously injured and dying. CCIt must have been Odin! Except for him, nobody else present could have done such a thing! What made it even more frightening was that the guard only started to feel the pain at this time. As Gino watched on, the guard began to scream, Anyone! Help me!! ...... Gino turned and pushed the man away, then made a narrow escape and dodged dangerously behind a well before the rest of the patrol guards could arrive and catch him. The most exasperating thing was that hed attracted all the guards attention, and both sides ended up scurrying around. At this time, a certain mboyant bard took the opportunity to stride into the castle on his long legs effortlessly. Gino: ...... He was so angry! The bard, Mr. Tyron, bypassed the security cordon with ease. After having observed the structure of the castle, he continued to make his way inward. He knew that the target of their assassination was in the inner garden, chatting with his wife, courtiers, and guards. Just now, hed tricked Gino again and bought himself more time. Now, he spent some time observing the guard distribution in the inner garden and realized that the target was obviously afraid of death, very much soCCthere were people strictly stationed at every corner, and each guard was visible to at least two other guards. There was no way to sneak in directly. How should heplete the task? Tyron pulled out a coin and muttered to himself, Heads means Ill sneak in, and tails means Ill open up ughter mode. If its standing up, it means Ill go back to kill Gino and y with my lover instead. CCIt could be seen from these words that the old antique had been seriously corrupted by the interster people, and there was no remedy for it! After that, he tossed up the coin: Heads. Tyron sighed regretfully. At this time, one of the targets daughters came out to look at the flowers. Tyron plucked at his lute. This youngdys face turned pale with fright, and she had wanted to call over the guard directly. Yet as a result, she looked up to see the bards mncholy eyes and his temperament that was like a handsome uncle who had seen much of the world, and her face immediately turned red. Her original shout also became a little strange, Who are you? Dont you know that you cant juste into the garden? In her heart, she was thinking about ying the tyrant and bending the bard to her willCCit was a wild era, and many aristocratic women were very promiscuous. The male aristocrats rapedmon women while female nobles took inmon lovers everywhere. The bard spoke casually in a slightly emotional tone, I saw the flowers here. My lover likes them very much. The youngdy fanned herself, saying in a half-reserved, half-suggestive tone, Is your beloved as noble as I am? Is their figure as good as mine? Are they younger than me? Or more understanding? The bard looked at her for a moment, then replied carelessly, Hes not as plump as you are, not as young as you are, and he even gets jealous. The youngdy puffed up her chest in excitement. The bard continuednguidly, But, I dont like young, voluptuous, and understanding. As he had spoken, he had picked out a white rose and poured out the money from his pouch before carefully inserting the flower inside. The youngdy really wanted to be angry, but she also felt that shed just been praised. She stretched out her hand and said, I... My legs are very soft, can you help me sit over there? She would take advantage first! Tyron looked at her hand, then turned around, and said, Guards, guards! Yes, you,e here. Yourdy needs help. The youngdy: ............ A few dozen secondster, this young nobledy was brought back to her father, the duke, while the bard stood at the foot of the stairs. The duke said, So, you broke into my inner garden to pick a flower? The bard replied, No, Im here to present a gift. I have a dagger here. Its different from any other dagger. This is a de that can sing. He took the short sword out of his belt and tossed it down onto the wool carpet in front of him. The bodyguard came up to pick it up and showed it to the duke. The duke pulled out the dagger and made a sound of heartfelt praise, Its truly beautiful. How do I know if youre telling the truth or not though? The bard: I can try it. His smile held a trace of unspeakable mystery like a sage whod foreseen everything in a fairy tale and was waiting for the story to start from the beginning. The duke suddenly grew alert. He waved his hand for the guards toe closer, then said, No need. You can leave. If this sword is good, then I will call for you again. The bard didnt refuse him. He ced his hand on the brim of his hat, bowed his head slightly, then turned to walk away without any humility in his actions. At this time, a waiter delivering fruit came over and walked past him. The bard reached out and grabbed the waiters wrist! The bodyguard to the side was surprised and ced his hand on his sword. The waiter, Gino, lowered his head. The corners of his eyes were twitching; he realized that he was too far away from the target, so he didnt make any rash moves. Then, Tyron the bard merely took an orange from his fruit tter. When he found that the skin hadnt been peeled cleanly, he spoke in disgust, These hands arent very agile. They cant even keep a knife steady. A phrase with a double meaning. Gino was so angry that he was about to explode, but he had to keep a calm smile on his face: Are you done yet!? Are you done!? Laozi has never met an assassin as disgusting as you! xiin: im... not sure where the story ran off to o.o Ch152 - Naughty!

Chapter Ch152 - Naughty!

trantor: xiin As the bard was about to leave, he looked back and saw a seven or eight year old girl staring at him. He smiled slightly. This smile was so attractive that the mistresses around the duke as well as his seven or eight daughters all turned to look at him. The eldest daughter, who was the one to meet him in the inner garden before, was very unhappy. So, when the waiter brought over fruit for the younger daughters, the eldest daughter got into an argument with the duke, Look, this cheap whores been flirting with this ugly man and has lost face for all the daughters of our family. There were also differences between daughters. The daughter born to the wife of the duke was naturally the pearl in his eye. So, the daughter whod suddenly popped out after the first night with a mistress was much less significant. The duke said, Then, give her to the servant. The young girl cried out with fear. As for the servant, Mr. Gino, ...... If he was an interster person, he would definitely be thinking: Excuse me??? The eldest daughter was unhappy with this, If its spread outside that I have a sister who was married to a humble servant, how would I be able to talk to the princess? The duke said, Oh, then kill both of them together. Gino: ??? The one who should die was the bard over there who had a seductive effect?!! How was it rted to me?? I havent even finished setting down my tter of fruit! The guard came over to catch him. Gino couldnt bear it anymore. He was desperate and revealed his real intentions! All of a sudden, before anyone had the time to react, his first flying de had already already arrived in front of the dukes eyes! From nearby, Tyrons eyes lit up slightlyCChe could see the Bow WalkCCVanticos bow walk and his teachers bow walk were really different. This was the difference between an experienced man and a child, a real difference between a flesh and blood person and a yer. It was too interesting. Tyron flicked his hand, grabbing a coin that hed just tossed out, and threw it out with bent fingers! CCOf course, this coin couldnt shake the tip of Ginos de. So, it was aimed at the chair under the duke! It all happened too quickly for words. The actual timing of these events was no more than a single second as the two assassin attacked and counterattacked; none of the nobles and women present had responded to the situation. The duke suddenly felt his chair shake, and he fell to the ground on the copsed chair with a crash. Ginos de whizzed over the dukes head. Then, Ginos dagger came out of its sheath. Hed alreadyunched himself at the duke on the steps. It was only then that the guards responded, shouting as they rushed up to help. At their level, it was obviously a little difficult to save the duke, but even if they couldnt hold up, there was a bard on their side! For a time, the scene became very chaotic. There were shouts and screeches everywhere. Suddenly, the bard went up to the stage with a sh, moving faster than all the guards. He raised his hand and stopped Ginos assassination de! The duke weighed about two hundred pounds, and Tyron had to step back from the reaction force. This move made it easier for him to reach out and take Song of Triumphs scabbardCC Song of Triumph leapt up from the table top, and there was a ng as Tyronunched a backhanded attack at Gino! It had been a very long time since hed had such a real de fight! Nobody could choose to exchange health in reality. They could only push forward, push forward with their des, using their de to sh against their opponents de. Either you die or I live! After a short period of only a dozen or so seconds, the guards had already been tossed out of the battlefield by the two assassins. The duke was crying and attempting to climb out of the field, but as soon as he changed positions and revealed a w, he would immediately be stopped by Ginos deCC Then, Tyron would kick the duke out of the way once again by a narrow, dangerous margin. The battle situation between the three men was extremely close, and the two assassins moved so quickly that the guards didnt even dare to shoot arrows, since anyone who identally injured the duke wouldnt be able to escape death. After a while, neither master level assassin was hurt at allCCin the real world, they were extremely careful not to be injured, and even missed out on opportunities to seriously hurt the enemy. As for the duke, hed already been kicked blue and purple. He was like arge ball that rolled around in circles on a palette for the nth time, short on breath as he uttered tragic screams, OuchCCahh! Halfway through screaming, he was kicked again. His little life was saved, but at the same time, a front too flew out of his face and almost shot itself into Ginos nostrils. Gino: Achoo!!! ...... Tyron had been fighting casually. When he saw this, he burst outughing on the spot, Pffft. Gino: ...... What the hell are youughing at! Duke: ...... Ahh save me! Hero! Please dont get distracted! Gino finally found an opportunity and started up a big moveCC Wind Pressure! Tyrons lips curled up slightly as he counter attackedCC He also used Wind Pressure! When the two des hit each other, like two meteors shing, Gino discovered that Tyron had already figured out the weakness of Wind Pressure. Eh, Tyron once again sent out the Song of Triumph in his hand, sending Ginos Wind Pressure off-track in an instant and cracking his techniqueCC Due to the strength of Ginos Wind Pressure, Song of Triumph was also sent flying directly, inserting itself into the wall without an easy hand hold. It wouldnt be able to be pulled out for a while. Ginos reactions were quick enough to allow him to defend himself at this critical moment. However, Tyron still sent Gino flying with his attack. The two of them looked at each other for a second, and both of them knew that Gino no longer had the chance to kill the dukeCCthe lord duke also knew this, so he made a pig-like howl and crawled out of the range of the great demon kings flying kicks. Gino: ...... Damn you! You must have cheated the way to crack the Wind Pressure technique from Vantico! Tyron: ...... Yeah. Gino: ...... Vantico!!! You little brat!!! You screwed me over! After their eye contact conversation, Gino didnt want to fight any further. He ran out the back door of the inner garden. The assassin had left, and the duke was shivering and hiding behind a pile of guards. He copsed and said, Come! Arrest this rogue who is pretending to be a bard! Detain him for interrogation! Tyron raised his eyebrows, then turned around and ran, making his way along the back door escape route that Gino had set up. The guards quickly separated into teams to chase after them. Tyron suddenly stopped and turned around to give them a scare, Hmm? The guards whod run after him were so scared that they fell and rolled together into a ball. The duke, whod been charging behind them furiously, using them as a shield, was startled and immediately withdrew. By the time they got up again, they saw that Tyron was now standing on the roof. The captain of the guard shouted, Catch that man! The patrol on the roof came over immediately to catch him. Tyron casually caught him by the arm, using a standard move to catch hold of his hands before taking out a coil of steel wire and wrapping it around his wrists countless times. The guard: ??? Bungee jumping. Have you ever tried it? Tyron asked casually. With that, he lifted his foot and kicked the guard down directly from the other side of the roofCCthe other side of the castle overlooked a cliff that was over ten meters high. The guard: AaaahhhhhCC At this moment! This steel wire immediately began to tighten! This cold steel weapon that had been made out of a super alloy created by the interster people could be called steel wire, but in essence, it was an invisible killing weapon that these ancient people had never thought of! The row of guards who were holding up iron shields in the inner garden suddenly felt a pull from behind them, and they heard the duke yell. A translucent steel wire was circled around his throat, pulling at him and exerting a huge forceCC One side of the wire was the duke, and the other side of the wire was the man whod fallen off the cliff, falling down at high speeds like a pulley fixed to the ceiling. The duke was the one being pulled. His hands went instinctively to his throat, but his entire person ended up smashing into the guards from behind before slipping out over the crowd. For a while, the duke was like a man-shaped bulldozer as he knocked over the standing guards one after another, finally ending up suspended on a beam of the house, foaming at the mouth as he died. Due to his great weight, the guard on the other side of the wire ended up hanging suspended on the cliff. He was still a few meters away from the ground, and was foaming at the mouth from fear. Tyrons forefinger and middle fingers were as he made a casual gesture. He thought to himself: They dont even know what bungee jumping is. Tsk, theyre really old antiques. The duke was dead, meaning the guards wouldnt be allowed to live, either. Their grief and indignation drove them to go out and hunt down the assassins. Tyron jumped off the roof and was about to run when he saw Victor standing on the street, looking at him curiously. Tyron: ...... ??? Victor spoke, I heard people yell catch the assassin, so I thought that something must have happened here. I came over to have a look. There wasnt time for Tyron to say anything. He took down his money purse and tossed it into Victors arms, Hold it well. Victor grabbed it subconsciously, then felt that his entire person was lifted up into the air. Tyron picked up his own Little Vic, then found a way to head down and started to run! Behind him, a stretch of guards rushed out the back entrance of the castle, rushing over like a school of crazed hunting fish! Everyone on the street was scared as they got out of the way. Victor yelled in horror, Ahhhhhh! Let me down! Tyron ran as he asked, Why did you... Huh, why are you so much lighter? Victor clutched at the purse in one hand and clung to Tyrons shoulder with his other hand. He was bumped and tossed around until he could barely stand it anymore, Im! Dragonfly! Can fly!! Get it! Tyron: Oh! Victor: Let me down, Ill fly away! Arent you tired? Tyron: Speak less nonsense! I want to hold you and run away! Victor liked hearing his incredibly sexy gasps as he exerted himself. Heughed, Naughty! The two of them scattered dog food as they ran. The group of guards who chased after them ate dog food as they ran. All of them were so angered that they were foaming at the mouth, feeling like they were about to go crazy. Tyron continued, You! Open the purse! Victor opened up the purse in his arms. When he saw that there was a rose inside, happiness immediately bloomed in his heart, Good, good, good! I love you even if youre naughty! The guards: ......... The two groups of people blew through the street like a hurricane. The captain of the guard yelled as he ran, Kill the two people up ahead! Ten thousand gold coins each! If you can catch them, its twenty thousand goldCCburn them to death!!! Ch153 - Championship Night

Chapter Ch153 - Championship Night

trantor: xiin The task waspleted. The old antique wanted to take him around to y in this outside world for another two days. To tell the truth, the customs in this world were very simr to his own hometown, giving him the subtle feeling of revisiting his hometown, even if that ce didnt leave him with any good memories. However, this would have to be postponed for another two days, because with the passage of time, the National Championships in the interster era would soone to an end. Little friend Vantico won fourth ce, which meant that the three people ranked beneath the quasi champion Odin was: Crimson, Jiuzhou, and Vantico. And these three people had already been defeated under his sword before, so he could go directly to the award ceremony after his vacation. Before leaving, Tyron and Victor went back to the hotelCCthe stronghold for a certain organizationCCto obtain their reward from winning the bet. This time, nobody dared to tell Victor that he had to wait outside. The little dragonfly pretended not to know any better and followed behind Tyron, walking inside with excited curiosity. ... Although it wasnt very beautiful inside, it still held a sense of mystery that made this underground stronghold appear very grand. As the two of them walked along the road, many assassins were training, while others were being punished: some were runningps, while others were doing push-ups. Victor looked left and right curiously and saw a man who seemed very familiar. He whispered to Tyron and asked, Is that Vantico? Tyron looked at one of the assassin cubs who was doing push-ups andughed, but didnt answer. The little cub was wearing a mask, his eyes staring at the ground like dead fish eyes as he went up and down without any fluctuations. He was doing push-ups and sweating profusely, his arms tremblingCCthere were three incense burners on his back with burning incense. Victor sympathized, I feel tired just from watching. Training is really very bitter and hard. Tyron continued to smile and remain silent. The little cub who was doing push-ups couldnt bear it anymore. He looked up and roared, Arent you annoying! Are you done or not! Laozi is willing to be punished by the teacher! Victor: It really was Vantico! ... It seemed that gaining the strength toe third ce in the National Championships really wasnt easy... A whileter, an expressionless assassin came by and pped a warning blow onto Vanticos buttocks, Making noise for no reason. Double the amount remaining. Vantico: ...... Vantico, the lofty fourth best yer in the National Championships, was scolded by his teacher as soon as he finishedpeting. His butt hurt. He felt bad and wanted to cry. When he went back, he would definitelyin to Old Friend about this group of viins!!! It was worth mentioning Tyrons short sword. It had stabbed into the wall of the inner garden when he assassinated the duke, embedding itself deeply into a beam made out of hardwood. Later, the guards had tried their best to pull it out. This short sword quickly became a legend. When Victor walked around the base, he heard some interesting rumors. It was said that there was a mysterious sword in the inner garden of XX castle. It was said that it was different from all the other short swords and would sing in a specific persons hand, at a specific time. It was also said that: The original owner of this short sword was a master assassin, but when he assassinated the duke, he angered another legendary assassin, leading to the two assassins fighting at the top of the city on a full moon night... Others also said: The origins of this sword was unknown, but the person who held it would surely die at the end. So, an assassin had given it to the evil duke, who was then cursed by death. A mysterious power caused him to end up hanged to death on the beam of the houseCCthe very beam where the short sword that couldnt be pulled out was embedded. ...... Victor: My god, theres so many stories. Will this be a legend? Could it be that it really requires some fated person toe by and pull it out, like Arthurs curry stick? Tyron: Any sword made of modern alloy in the base can probably break the beam. Victor: ...... Ah, the truth of the legend was inexplicably heartbreaking. The next day, the two of them put on their formal clothing. The championship night was really brilliant. This time, the attention it garnered wasnt for show. Such a big national event only happened once or twice a year in the Alliance. Countless well-known stars sent virtual interactive projections to participate in the event. Everyone was very excited, and the-wide fireworks show on the artificial went on disy for thest time. Tens of thousands of people stood up and cheered like a wave along mountains, waiting obsessively for the champion to take the stage. This years champion, Odin, was very calm. He waspletely like a Kaolin Flower Iceberg War God in aura and style as he sat beside his Vic. The two of them were even chatting andughing easily. One camera remained focused on them the whole time. The cameramen behind the camera whispered to each other, Amazing, my War God. Ive been doingpetition live broadcasts for many years, but this is the first time Ive seen such a calm champion. Thats right. This is Odin, the most powerful aerialbat expert in the e-sports circle, the belief of assassin across the entire league, and the first beauty in the e-sports circle... I heard that someone offered a high price of a million to buy his autographed photo. Were considered to be in a favorable position for convenient ess. In a bit, how about I mix in and give it a try. What if we end up winning the lottery? Good idea. Ill go, too. Do you think that I can get his Vics autographed photo? ...... The two cameramen looked at each other and one of them spoke in a whisper, Are you a Vic fan? Im d to meet you, Im sorry I didnt recognize you before. The other one replied, Sh, dont say it out loud. Youre really brave. The great demon king is so protective of his cub that hell get angry even if you try to take a few more pictures of him. If you dare to chase after his Vic, it would be strange if he didnte and tear you apart. Ah, its too saddening. We always have to mix in with the rainy day cult to do any underground activities. We dont dare to let the great demon king learn about it... On the public screen, the rainy day cult was currently filling up the screen infinitely with theirments, calling out for the great demon king, or any immortal fairy passing by, or anyone... to give them a bit of welfare food, or a tiny bit of sugar. It was too tragic. Those who heard about it were sad, and those who saw it were in tears. Thementator who was currently talking about Odins glorious resume had to keep a death grip over himself in order not to burst outughing. His partner had already started from talking about the District Games and continued on. Following his voice, Contestant Odins legendary experiences and achievements was described in detail, slowly unfolding into the void. At this time, the husband and husband pair were chatting idly. Victor faced the camera with a professional, calm smile on his face, then turned his head to say in a super nervous tone, What should I do? My heart is beating really fast. Tyron replied calmly, Dont be nervous. Im only going up for a minute. Also, havent you already prepared everything in my stead? Victor was even more tense, Did you bring the standard speech lines? Tyron: No. Victor was about to explode from nerves, Oh, oh, I wrote it in quite a routine way. Its normal for you not to like it. In that case, did you prepare anything else. Tyron: No. Boom! Victor exploded, Then, then, then, then, then, in a moment, what will you say? What will you say! You cant just go up and say No, right?!!! Tyron joked, Then what should I say? CCHow could this old antique be so calm?! In a moment, hell be on the stage in front of tens of millions of live viewers. There were also hundreds of millions e-sports circle fans following the event! Victor almost wanted to cry as he broke down, You should at least... thank parents, friends, coaches and colleagues, as well as the organizers of the A-League and themittee for giving you this opportunity... In, in any case, this portion is politically correct and cant be omitted. Tyron replied, Three words, then. No, thank you. Do you think its enough? ...... Ah! Victor wanted to perform a series of nuclear explosions on the spot, swallowing up the entire audience and all the cameras with mushroom clouds. Two secondster, Victor held back and said, Then, how about talking about your own experiences in the game? Or you can talk about any special experience since your debut. At least... can you at least make up one hundred words? Tyron tilted his head to look at him. His dark, golden eyes held a soft, yet mysterious smile, Special experience? CCWhat special experience do you all want to hear about from me? Over one thousand years of life, over one thousand years of loneliness, and a little over one year of warmth? During his most vulnerable years, hed lost track of the way back and voluntarily stepped into the abyss of the night. Since then, hed willingly remained anonymous and be the most faithful servant of silence? Or, between blood and fire, life and death, hed spent all his time on the battlefield, and after ending the fight, hed set down a beautiful bluebell flower? Or, after watching the impermanence of life and death, and the chances of the world, that period of empty and hollow seclusion. Or, the glory and shadows of 600 years of time given to the gods. Or, the countless near death hallucinations. CCWas this what was special to you people? CCHowever, for him, they were all boring and normal. That had been his life. What was really special was running around, ying,peting, and cheering in the spotlights. In this era, everything was full of light and breeze. There was no haze, and nobody died because of him. For Tyron Odin, this was what was special. But to them, it was verymonce. Theres a lot that can be said, but none of it is necessary. Tyron said. He looked at Victor, and Victor suddenly understood his feelings. Victor said, Then... just share an achievement that makes you happy... or the little things. You can just stand up there. In any case... what everyone loves is the old antique who says no every day, bullies little children, watches others cry when they have nothing to do, is picky about food at home but doesnt show it, and who makes mischief every day by taking advantage of his good looks... Tyron teased him, Why dont you add a tool is big and life is good? Victor flushed and spoke with difficulty, I now feel that I can cross out old antique and rece it with old perv... At the center of the, a bright light suddenly shone over. Countless peoples excitement and longing could be felt from their expectant gazes, converging together like a torrent of anticipation. Victor was suddenly no longer nervous. He took a deep breath, straightened Tyrons cor, and said, I... you know, I love you. Tyron stood up, bowed his head slightly, and said to him, My happiest achievement was probably reading in the library that day, when I somehow captivated a certain little tail. (End of Text) four extras to go, and then VEN will be officially finished! thanks everyone for following along~ Ch154 - Extra 1

Chapter Ch154 - Extra 1

trantor: xiin [ Odin and his husband return to the Earth District. There are rumors of ns for a new conference. ] [ The 1171st A-League National Championships areing up. Will the great demon king, Contestant Odin,pete? ] [ The new has been drawn up, and Chairman Li will appear in the Earth District. ] ...... As soon as the husband and husband pair got off the ship, they were photographed by the media. Tyron opened up the umbre, covered their faces, and walked through the special passage with Victor. Victor spoke, Say hello, your fans are all very cute. Not as cute as you. After more than two years of marriage, Victor was no longer the innocent Vic who would blush casually. Heughed when he heard this, Okay, okay, but youre still the cutest. Tyron: The Chinese word for cute is made up of your name and the word love. Cute C ɰ C the first character is the same character as Vic, and the second character is the one for love. Victor couldnt hold back his smile. He raised up both hands, I give up. Im the cutest, quicklye and love me. Tyron leaned over to give him a kiss. The two of them continued walking on without any embarrassment or awkwardness. Victorughed as he said, Where are we going first? They went to the cemetery. Pei Rong had been buried in a cemetery. His tombstone only held his name. Hed been reported missing for many years; his sister, Pei Ying, had never admitted to his deathCCfor no other reason, but because once Pei Rong was dead, ording to his will, she had basically nothing to do with his estate. However, Pei Ying couldnt stop or intervene with intersterw. After having disappeared for three years, Pei Rong was finally dered legally dead. Tyron had anonymously donated the tomb, and hede back to see it after a few years. In fact, there was nothing to see. Tyron set down a bouquet of flowers as a way of remembering the hardships from the time hed just crossed over into the interster era. Im very thankful to him. Victor said, If we have a chance, lets watch the films he left behind. I hear theyre very good. The two of them stood there silently for two minutes, then left. Unexpectedly, they encountered Pei Ying on the way out. She couldnt recognize Tyron anymore. Victor nced at Tyron, then replied to her, Not really. We were just passing by. Pei Ying spoke, Its too cold here, isnt it? My brother loved bustle and liveliness, so were crowdfunding and trying to move his tomb to a bigger ce. If youre fans of his, you certainly wouldnt want to see him unhappy in heaven, so, would you like to donate a little? Victor really admired her. He said, Wont moving the tomb make him uneasy, little sister? Wasnt Pei Rong said to be a quiet and low-key person? Pei Ying was anxious, That was all a lie for the media and fans! He would love the new cemetery space. Im his younger sister, and Im the clearest about this! Victor was left speechless by this, ...... Tyron spoke concisely, Not donating, get lost. The old antique let out a bit of his killing aura, and Pei Ying was so scared that she didnt dare to continue lying in front of him and walked away. The two of them continued to make their way out and saw Pei Ying being dragged by the hair towards the toilet by her husband. When Victor saw the scene from a distance, he asked, Should we help her a little? Tyron said, She can get a divorce at any time, but shes not willing to. Nobody can help her. Victor was surprised. Pei Ying was unwilling to get divorced. She keptining to Pei Rong, who was already dead, in personal emails, praying for her docile and obedient big brother toe back and support her while whining that her husband had asked her to go out to work. Pei Ying didnt want to go out to work. Shed been a housewife for over ten years, but she actually didnt have to do any housework. As long as the marriage was valid, her husband would at least give her food to eat. So, she kept on eating and living, and when she was beaten too harshly, she went out to cheat fans and obtain donations so that she could continue to pretend to be a rich wife. Victor sighed emotionally, A lot of rice worms are just used to being fed. When they finish eating rice, they refuse to walk anywhere to find food, so they lie in the rice vat and wait to die. They went back to their old apartment. Victors roommate had already moved out to live with his wife. The ce was empty, and only the AI housekeeper had started up, waiting for its masters toe back. The husband and husband couple finally fooled around in the house for a while. When they were tired, theyy down side by side on the sofa and recalled the past. There was an electronic scale at home. Victor went to the scale and stood on it, Ah, Ive gained some weight. Tyron leaned to the side and drank hot chocte from a mug. He said, Youre a little taller. Victorpared it, he was almost up to Tyrons eyes now. Then, he became a little worried, Oh no, will you be able to hold me if I get heavier? Tyron said, Remember the time when you lost 5.6 pounds in a month? Victors face turned thoroughly red, Do you meanst years honeymoon, or the honeymoon the year before that, or the year before that... Tyron: Basically. The honeymoon the year before was 5.3 pounds, and the year before that was on a desert, you lost 6 pounds in one go that time. Victor couldnt help but say, That actually had nothing to do with the climate! We practically didnt go out at all! Tyron nodded approvingly, So, the essence of the problem is getting enough exercise. Victor spoke bitterly, This has nothing to do with exercise. Were just not eating much because were in bed all the time. Well definitely lose weight if we just eat one meal a day... When it came to this, Tyron immediately began to nitpick, Who would eat during that kind of time? You actually hid nuts beneath your pillow. Im still angry now when I think about it. I said it many times before! That walnut wasnt for eating! Then what was it for? Victor choked, To smash you to death when you go too far! So, the two husbands began to get angry at each other. They picked up their pillows and had a pillow scuffle in bed. As they y-fought, feathers flew everywhere, fluttering through the air and making the other party very attractive. CCThe two husbands felt that the scene was a bit romantic. Continuing to fight in bed was a bit of a pity, so they simply started to do it. ...... Two hourster, they stopped. Tyron suddenly asked, Do you have anything else to do after your meeting tomorrow? No. Victor acted as obedient as a quail, blushing and whispering, Ive deliberately arranged for a week of vacation. The Association thinks im busy here, and the people here think Im busy with the Association. Both husbands grew happy at the same time. They would have time to indulge in games until they couldnt extricate themselves! This game naturally referred to the outside world theyd bought three years ago. At present the base there had already been developed. It was basically self-sufficient and could produce food, minerals, weapons, equipment, medicine and so on every month/ It was enough for at least 100 people to y in the base. However, neither of the husband and husband pair had any intention of opening up this outside world. They had simply been farming on the baseCCit had to be said that this was a very extravagant and wasteful act: They had an entire primitive world to y around in, but in fact, they only observed it quietly. At most, when they saw something particrly interesting, they would move it back to the base for close observation! More often than not, they yed at nurturing and farming. When Victor had nothing to do, he would transfer over seeds from the interster era and raise them there. Even just a few seeds costed hundreds of thousands of credits to transfer through the wormhole, but for these two tall, rich, and handsome husbands, hundreds of thousands was really nothing much. Recently, Victor was nning to transfer over a small sapling and try to cultivate it in the outside world. There was a type of bird in this outside world that was very delicious. Victor had created a breeding area in the base that specialized in this meat, but the old antique wasnt very happy with it. He felt that the wild ones tasted better, so he would often take a bag of darts with him and go out, asionally bringing back otherrger creatures back for meat. Neither of them ate viscera and fur. Mr. Assassin was an old antique, and was even more picky. Generally, he wouldnt touch about 60% of the prey, and these extra things were generally handled by the base. Over time, some exotic carnivores and scavengers had gathered at the disposal site, and when they encountered survival difficulties, they would consciously run over to ask for help. After receiving help, they would disappear after their wounds were healed. Most of them would bring back some valuable gems, minerals, prey, and so on after a period of time, which was rather like hospitalization expenses. Among them was a feline that looked like a lynx. Its leg often fractured after an old injury, and it would often seek help at the base. Victor was quite familiar with it. Tyron expressed his disdain, I hate cats, especially cats that need to be taken care of. Victor replied, Theyre very self-reliant. Every time we help it, it brings back prey. In fact, its not much different from raising a wild cat... At this point, the cat looked tentatively at Tyron and rubbed against his ankle with the side of its face. Tyron: ...... What are you looking at me for. I really dont like you. The cat: Purr, purr. Tyron: Last time, it was Victors request. Do you think I want to take care of you? The cat: Purr, purr. Tyron: Ha. Youre overthinking it. The cat: Purr, purr. Tyron: Not petting, get lost. ...... Victor, who was beside him, had a dark expression on his face. The old antique was speaking in catnguage again. This time, the cat had broken its leg and gotten bitten by somerge creature. It would need two additional days to recuperate. In the evening, Victor prepared a kennel for itCCwell, there was only a dog kennel at the base, not a cat bed. The cat may have a dogs soul in its body, as it immediately entered the dog kennel with great joy and faithfully treated it like home. That same evening, Tyron stood in front of a shelf full of weapons for a moment, then picked up a handful of them and said, Im going out to y for two days. His power level was almost invincible in this outside world. Victor wasnt worried at all, Come back the day after tomorrow at thetest. Vantico and the others said theyde over for a visit. Tyron put the gun away, then checked Song of Triumph and Deep Silence that were hanging at his waist. He prepared to go out, and gave Victor a kiss. Victor smiled and said, Also, the creature who bit our cat looks like a lion. But, dont go too far. Just give it a warning, they also have to survive. Tyron was expressionless, Im just going out for a walk. With that, he went out surrounded with a murderous aura. Too cute heeheeheee. Victory down on the bed and rolled around. Suddenly, he got up again and called out the window, Your father is going to avenge you. When hees back , you can try hard and chew on a slipper or something. Ill try to get him to allow you to sleep in the house, okay? The cat on the other side of the window, Purr, purr! Ch155 - Extra 2

Chapter Ch155 - Extra 2

trantor: xiin The antique didnte back at night. Victor had no interest in cooking dinner for himself. He ate a little, then thought about what he needed to do tomorrow. He leaned against the head of the bed that night, reading books until he unconsciously fell asleep. When he regained consciousness after sleeping, Victor received a huge shock. He seemed to be living in a very realistic dream. Hed be a tutor employed by a viscount in a magical world, and he was responsible for teaching the viscounts five children. The viscount was very rich, and half of the reason why hed gotten his title was due to money. He was also a man who knew how to enjoy himself, and he lived in a big castle with many servants. Victor: ...... This didnt make sense. Hed never lived in a castle like this. How could he dream up such a perfect scene? The viscounts five children were like five little demons. They ran around the castle, and couldnt be found for ss. Victor, as a hard pressed tutor, was very curious as he ran around looking for them everywhere. He walked through the lush atrium and found a small house deep within the garden. There was an artificialke up ahead with a swing on it. There was a beautiful woman sitting on the swing, and her beauty was difficult to describe with words. Victor felt that this scene was extremely familiar, and he couldnt help but go forward to look more carefully. At this moment, something on the ground suddenly moved, startling Victor. He shifted his gaze, and saw that it was a little child about five heads tall. Looking down from the top, he could only see fluffy and soft red curls, with hair whorls in the middle. Victor: ...... The little child spoke with an old persons tone, This is my territory. Since you dare to break in, youll be my prey. ...... But! Victor couldnt help himself!! Both of his eyes were shaped like hearts right now!! Hed been attacked by Little Tyrons cuteness! This was a real, little old antique! Even if it was in a spiritual world, it was still a real, young shota! Victor: Hey, hehe, hehehehe... Little friend, how odd are you? ...... Little Tyron took a step back, Forget it, eating strange things can make your stomach upset. Victor: ...... Is your wifey a strange thing?? Youre very good, little old antique, Ill remember this and settle ounts with the old old antique. Little Tyron was in an awkward period where he had to eat a lot every day, and his stomach was like an endless ck hole. His fangs and offensive instincts had been nearly mature from an early age, but his size hadnt caught up. At about five years old, Little Tyron waddled and swayed when he walked. So, the viscounts boys thought he was easy to bully and woulde in groups to bully him. ...... Later on, Little Tyron beat them all up. Adult Victor was shocked. The five year old Tyronsbat effectiveness had already been better than his own! There had been at least three brats between the ages three and thirteen, and he himself definitely wouldnt be able to handle it so easily. Victor hesitantly took out a medicine pouch and hung out behind Little Tyron, following him back to the small house in the back. Little Tyron: What are you following me for? You shouldnt be short on food. Victor: You... youre hurt. Itll be bad if it gets infected. Ill help you put on some medicine. Little Tyron epted his medicine, then tossed him two fruits, I wont take advantage of you. Well trade. We dont owe each other anything, so you should go and get lost. Victor: ...... How dare you tell your wifey to get lost?! Youll regret itter, Im telling you! The old old antique now had an extra thing to ount for. This dream was so interesting that Victory in his instructors bed that night and couldnt go to sleep, thinking that he might wake up in reality as soon as he fell asleep. He grabbed his nket and crept back to see the little old antique. It was near midnight, and Tyrons beautiful half-elf mother was gone. Little Tyron was sitting on the wall alone. CCHe was small, and his legs were short, so he could only straddle the wall. Otherwise, it was too easy for him to lose bnce and fall. Little Tyron was feeding a cat. That cat was really very small. It was only about the size of a palm as it hid behind the bricks on the wall. It could barely be seen at all. Little Tyrons face was also only about the size of a palm. He frowned solemnly, and his eyes were a pale gold in the moonlight. His lips were as tender as jelly and almost translucent as he spoke in an overly adult tone, Who told you to go out and steal things? If someone sees you, youll die with just one kick. Cat: Meow. Little Tyron: Youre not convinced? Ill kick you right now. Cat: Purr, purr. Little Tyron: If you continue like this Ill ignore you. Meow... The cat actually managed to pull out two gold coins, putting them into Little Tyrons palm. Little Tyron said, Hmph. I raised you because you had talent, but I didnt tell you to start stealing now. If you get kicked to death now, itll be a waste of the two months I spent raising you. You still owe me a lot, so grow up honestly. Ill start to squeeze you for your worth when youre older. The cat grew obedient after listening to him. It was probably very happy to hear that it was useful and rubbed against him with its face. Little Tyron took out a loaf of bread, broke off a piece, and fed it to the cat. After a while, he looked down at Victor, who was beneath the wall, and spoke disgustedly, Why are you still here? Have you heard enough? Victor actually felt like hed broken into the holynd by mistake. He said humbly, Sorry, I just wanted toe see you. Little Tyron broke off a piece of bread and said, Say ah. Victor was used to listening to the old antique, so he subconsciously replied, Ah? Little Tyron was satisfied with his obedience, so he made a decision and tossed the bread into his mouth. After being fed by Little Tyron, Victor became Little Tyrons person. Little Tyron: Isnt this a matter of course? You ate my food, so now youre my human. Victor spoke excitedly, Ill help you steal food to eat! Little Tyron: What a disgrace. Even the cat knows to steal money. Victor: ...... Little old antique! You just wait! Ill go and bully the old old antique when I go back! Its never toote for a gentleman to get revenge!! It turned out that the old antique used to have a cat when he was a child. Hed been careful and attentive with raising it, and would always remember to share with the cat when he had food to eat. Later on, Victor would visit them often, and brought over nkets for them. The little old antique would cover himself and the cat with the nkets, wait for Victor to tuck them in and say goodnight before condescending to say good night back. It was just that the cat died early. In war, the lifespan of any creature was short. It only lived for two years before dying of gastrointestinal diseases. The little old antique had grown up smoothly to seven and a half years old. He still wasnt big, and looked like a young little shota. Victor found it a little strange. This period of time didnt seem to pass for him at all, and it was all like a dream. He had a very confused feeling, like hed walked down a road and two years had already passed. The little cat turned into a big cat, while the little old antique was still a little old antique, and Victor had just gone through a scene in his dreams. In the dream, Victor had only just thought about it, and found that he had a lot of magical knowledge. Even if he didnt go to study any secret methods, he could still be a mainstream mage who could open a shop or teach or something simr. With such an idea, hed be a respected mage in the next scene. Mr. Victor, the mage, had changed from being a tutor in the viscounts family to being a counselor. The five children from back then had already gone out into the world one by one. The eldest son, who was 15 years old, had gone out on official business. He respected Victor very much every time he came home. Victor still liked to run to the back yard. The cat tried very hard to steal, but Tyron had trained it to be very cautious and it often wasnt able to bring back money. Out of shame, the cat would bring back prey like birds and fish. Little Tyron never scolded it, and it was as though hed forgotten about how hed said hed squeeze the cat for its worth when it was a child. After the cat died, Little Tyron buried it in the yard. He didnt have the concept of settling down for peace. Hed practically been born with the survival instincts of a little demon, and hed learned wisdom from the human society around himCCso, this behavior had been taught to him by Victor. Little Tyron buried the cat and stood there silently with Victor. Suddenly, Little Tyron spoke up, What is this thing that makes my heart hurt? Victor was full of tenderness and replied, Its liking something. Little Tyron said, Take it away, I dont want it. Victor hugged him and couldnt say anything. A whileter, he spoke, But, you have to get used to the feeling of loss. Your life will be very long and very wonderful. There will be many people who apany you, and many people who ultimately leave you. Nobody in the world can do anything about parting. Tyron said, I shouldnt have chosen to like such a weak creature that dies so easily. In the future, I wont like them anymore. As a human and elf, its easy to like this kind of thing and feel sad. Since its like this, its better to be a demon. By the time he said this, Little Tyron had already been in contact with Bluebell for some time. The old antique never liked cats again. Victor felt so much heartache that he begged to sleep with the little old antique that night. Little Tyron was expressionless, You humans only know to be proud because of another persons indulgence? He looked very angry, so Victor coaxed him with a small cake hed made himself. Little Tyron found a way to back down and epted the bribe. He made room for Victor on the bed without another word. Victors mind was full of the old antique. He secretly crossed out several items from the ount book in his mind. After a while, Little Tyron suddenly turned around and spoke coldly, Youzy human. Dont you think youve forgotten something? Victor quickly came back to his senses. He reached out for the nket and tucked him in, whispering, Good night, my little old antique. The little old antique replied, Good night, thest human Ill raise. Victor: ...... The little old antique turned back and muttered to himself, Ill never raise such a soft and weak thing ever again. Ch156 - Extra 3

Chapter Ch156 - Extra 3

trantor: xiin editor: kara As soon as Victor had closed his eyes and opened them again, the scene had changed again. He saw a beautiful, young old antique close by, tender and fresh. He looked like a jade carving in the early morning sun. Victor had a confused thought: He looks very tasty... Then, his stomach made a growling sound and woke up the beautiful youth in front of him. What kind of gaze is that? As soon as Little Tyron had opened his eyes, he gave off a chilling aura. He stared at Victor for a moment, buttoned up his clothes at the speed of light, and then swished out of the bed. Youve bewless with my indulgence. The little old antique spoke coldly, I wont feed you today. You should reflect on yourself. Victors stomach growled again. The little old antique, I wont feed you tomorrow either. Victor: QAQ Wait a minute! I cant control my stomach!! Ive been wronged! Both of them fell silent for a moment. Ten secondster, Victors stomach didnt growl again, and both of them breathed a sigh of relief. Little Tyron put on his coat, buckled on two wristbands, and pushed the door open to leave. Victor noticed that there were some bluebell flowers on the table as well as some scattered bottles and containers, mixed in with two darts. Little Tyron didnt seem to be guarding against him at all, running off first and letting him randomly run around in his bedroom. The fifteen-year-old young antique was already a gold-medal assassin in the Bluebell Association. However, he was a big headache for the organization, because he wasnt very obedient. Hed been very obedient when he had still been rtively weak, learning what he was told. Later though, he had gradually grown up and begun to y a greater role in the organization. He had begun to constantly feel out where the bottom line was in terms of his ability to make mischief... This type of testing and exploration was typical of young demons. If a young demon was captured and became a mages demon, they were very likely to secretly y tricks, do evil things, steal food, and perform all kinds of bad deeds in order to judge how important they were to their master and how far their master would tolerate their behavior. After having finished this kind of evaluation, the little demon would begin to do whatever he wanted, acting recklessly andwlessly. What made people even angrier was that they couldnt control him! The little old antique was precisely this kind of demon. Bluebell had used a lot of resources to train him up. He was the only young assassin from the same batch whod be a gold-medal-level assassin in only seven years. The longer he spent with the organization, the more reluctant they were to give up on him. This was because he was getting stronger and stronger, and he had already broken through the limits for most mortals. His lineage determined his talent and upper limit, making his potential far above any human being. Bluebell needed him more and more while he needed them less and less. On one asion, Little Tyron had been instructed to deal with a team of Holy Knights. The Holy Knights of the Holy See had never had a good rtionship with Bluebell, and this kind of task was very normal. It had remained like this until Tyron found out that the pdins were investigating a human count who sold Elven ves. Not killing them, The little old antique expressed coldly, Or, Ill kill the Holy Knights after the count is dead. You choose. His boss told him, Give me a reason not to deal with you. Tyron replied, Im stronger than you. Power means freedom. Freedom is the power to say no. Later, he had found out that Bluebell was using him to threaten the little old antique. Victor: Really angry, slight smile.jpg The mage, Victor,unched his magicCCbiubiubiuCCand had nearly ttened a branch of Bluebell. The assassins, who were inside, snuck away and disappeared like birds and beasts. In this regard, Little Tyron expressed, Worthy of being a human being that I raised. Victor: Were done for. Will Bluebelle after us? Tyron: Just hide for a while, and itll be fine. Ill be stronger in two years. When the timees, they wont be chasing to kill us. Theyll insteade back, crying and begging for me to go back. Instead of killing the pdins, Little Tyron had killed the count, who sold Elven ves. This was another very long story. In short, when he hade back, Song of Triumph was pinned to his waist, and he had two broken dragon teeth in his bag. Victor: Its called Deep Silence! Deep Silence! Deep Silence! Hahahaha! Im going to see ite into being with my own eyes! In order to cast Deep Silence, the two of them had entered the dwarves underground empire from the East. They had lived there for another half-year, and at this time, the young old antique had gradually grown up into a beautiful youth. He would attract all the bees and butterflies every day when he went out. Dwarves and elves had always been antagonistic towards each other, and their aesthetic differences were like opposite ends of the world. It had remained this way until the dwarves met the beautiful young Tyron. ...... By virtue of his own beauty, Tyron subverted countless dwarves aesthetic values to the point where a certain dwarven princess cried and chased after him the whole way. It was under such circumstances that the little old antiques view of mate selection was forced to grow up at the speed of light. Sometimes, when he was tired of refusing, he would point to Victor and ask, Do you guys see him? The dwarves: ??? Little Tyron: The human Ive raised from young. My child bride. Victor: (v) Okay, okay. Victor acted out his part perfectly. He looked like a very well-behaved and obedient little quail, was a mage, and could also teach. He could make potions and scrolls, and in short, he was clever, smart, and superior in every aspect. The dwarven princess was heartbroken and ran away in tears. That same night, the little old antique packed up and led Victor away. Victor asked him, Your dragon tooth dagger hasnt been forged yet though, right? We still havent yet found the right craftsman. Tyron replied, Dwarves are not suitable for such small things. Im going to take a look at the Elven Empire. As soon as they had entered the Elven Empire, the little demon king disguised himself up as a beautiful young elf. This mncholy, princely temperament was just like his half-fae mothers. Anyone who looked at him would be heartbroken, and even centuries-old, straight-as-steel men would feel their fingers go soft around him. He hadnt appeared so helpless even when hed been five years old. Victors fatherly care couldnt help but burst out, and he acted so kind that he felt that he was about to go up to heaven. However, in the dead of night, this mncholy, beautiful youth suddenly changed personalities, Hah, stupid mortals. Victor, who was scared to death every time, ...... In short, they began to look for craftsmen who could make dragon tooth daggers in the Elven Empire. They had indeed been able to find a craftsman, but that craftsman also had a daughter who was of age. Yes. After she saw Tyron... there was no after. Tyron pointed to Victor and said simply, This is my child bride. Ah. Another innocent girl with a broken heart. We can only hope time will heal your wounds. When they went back in the evening, Tyron nned to go further south in search of the ancient desert empire. Victor said, Actually, Ive looked at how the dwarves and elves do it. See, if we build a dwarven st furnace, then use the elves stack-forging method... Tyron: ...... Victor finished drawing up the workshop in one night, calcted the final result, and then drew out a sketch of the final product. He had seen Deep Silence before, so his paintings were incredibly vivid and beautiful, perfectly matching the little old antiques tastes. When the little old antique had seen Deep Silence, he loved the drawing so much that he couldnt let it go. At the same time, he had said, Fine then, I acknowledge your work. Since you want to be a real child bride, its not impossible. Victor: ...... Oh, no. Victor hadnt nned on having anything happen in his dream. The little old antique saw his reaction, and his face gradually darkened. Half a beatter, he flipped over the wall and left. The next day, the little old antique found a girlfriend and brought her back for Victor to see. Victor angrily flipped the table: I dont want to have this dream anymore!!! No more!! Then, he calmed down and looked carefully. He found out that this girlfriend was actually a prostitute who the old antique had found and hired for the act. Victor: ...... Tyron: ...... The two of them sat across from each other silently, looking at each other. The girlfriend served tea to Tyron and sneered at Victor. Half an hourter, the two of them were still motionless like mountains, their gazes intertwined. The girlfriend had some acting skills. She gasped and panted and shifted her waist, continuing to taunt Victor. Pa!!! The little old antique couldnt bear it anymore. He broke his ss and said, Its the human being I raised. How can it ever be your turn to teach him? ...... The girlfriend then said, Why didnt you say that you two were having a couples quarrel earlier?!! You just had to spend money and find this olddy for your amusement!! Who wants your stinky money?! You damned man, do you not know how to coax your lover just because youre born attractive?! Hmph! When your lover runs away, you can go and cry by yourself!! After saying all this, she mmed the door and left. Victor: ...... Tyron: ...... Victor finished the two dragon tooth daggers and gave them to the little old antique. Without another word, the little old antique took one and named it Deep Silence, then gave the other one back to Victor for self-defense. ording to the customs of this world, they were now engaged. However, the little old antique never mentioned it again. They continued to live like friends, and in the years that followed, the tracks of their travel thoroughly covered the map of the maind. Tyron became stronger and stronger, more and more like Victors old antique. Perhaps because he hadnt yet experienced the era of the zing angel, he wasnt as reticent and sometimes had a young mans yfulness. He once had put a bluebell flower at the head of the human emperors bed, scaring the entire empire. At the same time, it had scared the Bluebell Association so much that they hade to talk to him about a contract againCChowever, this time, it wasnt a one-sided contract. He gradually became invincible, and the world didnt even dare to mention his name. There was another scene in Victors dream. He seemed to have transformed himself into a half-immortal in order to apany his longer-lived old antique. Its good to be a mage. Otherwise, if I die again, itll be very painful for the little old antique. Victor thought to himself. In the blink of an eye, his little old antique who would be heartbroken when he buried a cat, the same old antique whomitted mischief all over the world, became a gray-haired old antique. In his old age, Tyron lived on a snowy mountain, and the snowfall closed the mountain off all year around, eliminating the possibility of having anyonee searching for him. Victor used magic to build a hot spring and a garden with a constant temperature. He wished he could dig out the entire spring season in the middle of that snowy mountain for him. The old antique slowly grew older. The curls that had been crimson when he had been a child darkened and turned grey, and the pale, gold elven eyes were darkened to a dark gold. Only his hands were as stable and powerful as ever. His steps grew a little shaky, and he preferred to meditate on Victors sofaCCthis was a posture that Victor was very familiar with. Victor had once thought that this was an aspect of Tyrons rare yfulness, but now, he suddenly realized: This was an elderly gesture. The old antiqueid down like this and said, Its said that after a demon dies in the main material ne, they will turn into an insect egg in the abyss and be reborn. This possibility also exists for those with mixed blood. Victor hugged him tenderly, covering him with a nket the way he had with Little Tyron when he had said he felt sad. He said, Wait a while for me. I promise well meet again in a better ce. The old antique continued, Dont quibble. Let me think about how to raise up a human being in the abyss. Victor waited and waited, but the old antique never spoke again. one more chapter~ Ch157 - Extra 4

Chapter Ch157 - Extra 4

trantor: xiin editor: kara Tyron, who had been hunting outside that day, suddenly wanted to go back early. By the time he was rushing back to the base, it was already midnight. When he saw that Victor was sleeping soundly, seeming to be dreaming of something, he was unwilling to wake him up. So, Tyron took a bath on his own and carefullyid down next to Victor. He tucked himself in, then ced an arm over the quilt as though he was holding someone...He soon fell asleep himself. While he was sleeping, he suddenly heard Victor start crying. Tyron woke up instantly, his eyes opening suddenly in the night as he stared at VictorCChe felt that Victor must have had a nightmare. He was just preparing to hug and coax him a bit when he was suddenly hit head-on with a pillow! The old antiques face was filled with confusion as he changed to hugging the pillow instead. He asked, Are you awake? Are you okay? Did you have a bad nightmare? Victor woke up crying, then grabbed a pillow, and smashed it over. Then, he wrapped his arm around Tyrons neck and pressed against him as though worried that he was going to fly away. Tyron could hear that he was really sad and was instantly a little flustered. He fumbled to turn on the light, stroking Victors back with his other hand, as he coaxed, Whats the matter, tell me about it? Do you want to drink water? Victor said, You... you left me. Tyron: Darling, I didnt, I wont. Victor: How could you leave first? Ahhhh, my heart hurts so much! Im dying! He didnt know why, but when Victor had said these words, Tyron could also feel his heart stuttering a little. Now, things were great. Both people were feeling heartache together. The husband-and-husband pair held each other for a while. Victor eventually woke up fully, but he still held onto Tyron, speaking in a low voice that held many grievances, Youre too ruthless, you actually called me human being and took a girlfriend home to stimte me. You even told me to shut up, stop making noise, and get lost... ...... Help! The old antique felt that he should be the one who was more aggrieved! When had he done these bad things?! Tyron said, You... I clearly didnt. Victor finally calmed down but continued to straddle Tyron. He looked carefully into Tyrons young, beautiful eyes, then reached out to pinch the others chest muscles. After a while, he bowed his head and curled up in Tyrons arms. Tyron hugged him tighter, Darling, want chocte? In the future, Ill let you eat walnuts, okay? Dont have nightmares in the middle of the night. Ive seen all sorts of storms but was almost scared to death by the crying near my pillow... Victor: I know that you didnt do those things, and I know that youre doing well, but.... its just.... my mood hasnt recovered. You dont know how scared I was. Im still... scared. I cant control it, what should I do? Tyron: Come here. The two of them intertwined their fingers, and Victor sat onto hisp. They gently exchanged a kiss, an indescribable tenderness flowing between them. Tyron said, If I bully you again in your dreams, beat me up until you wake up. If you cant wake up, then Ill definitely go in to save you. Just wait for a while and look to see if there are five colored auspicious clouds in the sky. Victor burst outughing, Thats a very old meme, old antique. If others know about this, theyllugh at you. Ignore them. Tyron said, Whether or not the meme is out of date or whether or not Im an old antique, what does that have to do with them? No matter how old of an antique I am, Im still yours. After they had finished kissing, all the wounds were instantly healed. All the helplessness and sadness were silently eliminated. The next day, the sun came up again, and they began another pillow fight. Oh, it was too terrible. Once they had started fighting, Victor forgot how tragically hed cried, and Tyron forgot how frightened hed been. They picked up their 28th set of pillows and continued to fight all the way from the living room to the kitchen. When Vantico and Old Friend came in with their key, they couldnt believe the scene in front of them!!! This, this, this was the legendary ce where the great demon king and the political crown prince lived in this A2-level outside worldCCthe outside carried a very high-end atmosphere and was filled with ancient style and charm! So, why were they seeing a floor covered with feathers as soon as they went inside?! Victor pretended to talk about his family as though nothing had happened while pushing Vantico and Old Friend outside of the gate at the same time. He mmed the door behind him, Hahaha, you guys are here, its rare for us to have guests. The sun is so nice today, why dont we camp outside? Before they could answer, azy great demon king also came outCC Tyron looked a little like he hadnt slept enough as he yawned and walked straight past the three of them, heading towards the canteen. Vantico: ...... Old Friend: ...... This years National Championships were to be held soon. Vantico was taking advantage of this time before then to take a holiday and ask Odin about whether or not he would be participating in thepetition. Victor replied, He doesnt seem to want to participate. He said that Crimson isnt ying anymore, so its particrly boring. Vantico: ...... He suddenly felt like his teeth were aching. Victor continued, Also, didnt the two apprentices who Tyron had eptedst year make it through the provincialpetition? Looking at the time, they should be ying ranked games following the end of the National Championships. My old antique said that its enough to watch his apprentices y. Speaking of this made Vantico angry again! The great demon king, Odin, had decided not to participate in thispetition, but the five assassin cubs hed trained up were now in full flight! This was a bizarre situation in the e-sports circle. Seniority was never determined by the yers age. As long as it was a retired contestant, they would be considered a senior, and their reputation would go up another level. So, the great demon king, who was no longer participating in thepetition arena, now had a higher status and had directly be the belief of all assassins. There were all kinds of gods in other professions such as the Mage God, War God, Sword God, and so on, but the great demon king was at the very top of the pyramid for the assassin professionCCthe little assassin cubs didnt allow any other yer to use this title. It was really the only one in the entire e-sports circle. A new batch of e-sports yers looked up to the great demon king: He was amazing. The great demon king hade out of nowhere and killed his way across the world, all the way up, directly destroying his opponents and taking the highest championship trophy all in one go. It was bad enough that his strength was number one, but his beauty was also number one... He had only appeared for those three years, and after that, they could only hear about him but not see him. It was really a pity. The great demon kings disciples became famous as soon as they had made their debut. The five of them had entered the provincialpetition, and two of them made it into the National Championships. It was said that one of them had a fighting style very simr to Odins from back then, and he had a good chance of getting into the top 20. So, the great demon kings fans were getting excited again. They always remembered that Vantico had stood up and took the initiative to provoke the great demon king. This time, he was bullying others byparing himself to the great demon kings disciples one after another. Vantico had a belly full of anger. He felt like he was a ball on the verge of exploding, so full of anger that he could roll directly across the road and into the door. Vantico was no match for Odin! Vanticos teacher was also no match for Odin! Now, Vantico was beingpared to Odins disciples, whod only been trained for a few months! Even a real Buddha would be so angry that they exploded. So, Vantico hade for revenge. He spoke encouragingly to Victor, Your great demon king is so beautiful. Dont you want to counterattack? Victor trembled for a moment. Vantico thought that he was afraid of the great demon kings evil power and said, What are you afraid of?! You guys are already official husbands! If he doesnt allow it, it means that he doesnt love you enough. Oh, its nothing. I just got triggered with goosebumps. Victor looked at Vantico sympathetically, Is it that your Old Friend... are his skills not very good? Vantico: ??? How was this rted!? Victor: You dont feel very good down there every time, so you want to change it around. I understand youpletely. ...... Two secondster, Vantico yelled, Ha, hahahaha, are you kidding!? Im the one who is on top! I... My wifey is satisfied every time! Victor: ...... Vantico: ...... They were the most afraid of the air around them suddenly growing quiet. So, half a beatter, Victor said, Vanvan, does your organization not teach acting skills? ... They do, Vantico spoke dejectedly, I... I failed it. Victorughed so hard that he became dizzy and fell onto the sofa. . . . That evening, Victor helped Tyron clip his nails and said, Vanvan is such a lively kid. He even involves himself in other peoples sex positions. Hed been with the old antique for such a long time by now, and for some reason, his mentality had also gone up in seniority. Nowadays, he always felt that he was old antique number two, and when he looked at Vantico, his gaze and thoughts were filled with kindness. Tyron stretched out a handzily and said, Isnt it good that I rack my brains and serve you? Victor smiled and said, Yeah, I can just lie there and enjoy. Im so lucky. Both of themughed quietly at the same time, and their thoughts were also the same: Young people just liked to kick up a fuss. Vantico and his partner were very interesting because of how they fought and got back together over and over again. At this time, they had selectively lost their memory. They didnt remember that theyd still been pillow fighting all over the room that morning, bing figures covered in goose feathers. After a while, Tyron saw with satisfaction that his nails were neat and tidy, then took over the nail clipper, held one of Victors hands, and began to clip. Victor continued, However, if the little cubs dont suffer a bit, they wont know to be obedient. It wouldnt be good for them toe back and stir up trouble again next time. Tyron felt that the first sentence was quite familiarCCit sounded very much like what hed said the other day when he was teaching his apprentice? Victorughed evilly, So, the menu for Old Friend tonight is leeks! Oysters! Sheep kidney! CCThese names were all for substitute foods that had simr effects in the outside world. Tyron tsked but showed a happy expression, Not bad, youve already gained my true inheritance. The two of them looked at each other for a moment, their faces showing matching devilish smiles. Tyron said, I also did a bit of work. I took out the mattress from the guest room. If there was no mattress, the alloy bed frame was as hard as diamond. It was scary to even just lie on it, and if they were to do some exercise in bed... ...... Victor said, Wow, Vanvan is going to die. Vanvan was really dying. The next day, Vantico was a salted fish who had to be carried directly into the return cabin by Old Friend. There wasnt anything Old Friend could do either. They couldnt y in this outside world, so they might as well hurry back to the interster era and y on a moon. Victor suggested, Lets go back to y too. We havent had a honeymoon this year! And, what about this years wedding? Tyron replied, Well go straight to the Dead Sea. This attraction on Earth is quite interesting. We havent tried a water wedding yet. Victor was very excited and smiled as he spoke, Alright, Ill be responsible for sshing water on you. Well fulfill the rainy day cults ultimate dream in a ce where they cant see, muahahah. Dont forget the oath, because youre too nervous this year. Tyron added helplessly. Victor said, The Earth District is too far away. My mommy and daddy definitely wonte this year. They had almost beaten me to deathst time when they had attended our third weddingst year. They had said that every time we want to have a wedding, its extravagant, insane, and doesnt consider other peoples feelings... In fact, I had wanted to say that they were the ones who had really wanted toe and y in the desert. I didnt even send them invitation cards. So what if were happy ying around and having weddings? Tyron said, Dont worry about them. Ive also made a reservation for the next space wedding. It looks like a lot of fun. No matter how old the old antique is, youre all mine! Victor cheered happily, More honeymoons! Theyre all mine! The two of themid down in the return cabin. They didnt know when they woulde back to this outside world again, but it wouldnt be too long. The ferocious cat gnawed on the bone toy that theyd left behind, looking at the departing figures reluctantly. Victor waved his hand, Goodbye, darling. Were going on our honeymoon. Dont miss us too much since we probably wont have time to think about you, hehehehe. The cat: Purr, purr. Tyrons lips curved up slightly, and he leaned against the side of the cabin. His dark, golden eyes held a smile, Darling, have fun and eat well by yourself. Well see youter. xiin: ... anddd were done! wow. i picked up this novel not long after i first started tranting, and its kinda just been slowly ongoing, chugging away for the past year and a half. but! our journey with Tyron & Little Vices to an end here~ a big thank you to all my editors whove helped with the project, and an even bigger thank you to everyone who followed the novel! i hope you enjoyed this fluffy read ?? if you enjoyed reading VEN, i hope you guys can consider supporting the author by actually purchasing the chapters on jjwxc. there are instructions on how you can do so here, and this is the link to the novel. as for whats next C if you like interster novels with some gaming elements, go ahead and give Surprise! a try as itll be wrapping up soon, too! you can also check out what im currently working on (or finished) by visiting my trantor group page on NovelUpdates. The Novel will be updated first on this website. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!