Salin was slightly angry, then relieved.
There were traces of Divine Spells in his transmission spell formation. The words spoken through this spell formation had the power to bewitch people. This was similar to the preaching of the Church. It could subtly control people's hearts.
However, there were similar suggestion spells in magic. Mind magic was not despicable. It was just a method.
He did not make these people believe in him.
Salin comforted himself this way, but he did not expect that if he said a little every day, he would subtly gain his first batch of believers.
After the cheers, whatever Salin said would cause a huge reaction from the audience.
Salin did not even know what he said next. In any case, he wanted to encourage everyone to destroy the evil Church. In this arena, people might shout along on impulse, but in reality, most of the commoners would not cause trouble for the Church like fanatics after leaving.
But if the Church attacked Metatlin City again, Salin would no longer have to worry about soldiers. Everyone who had been bewitched had a seed planted in their hearts.
The competition officially began. Salin turned off the transmission spell formation and sighed. "Eleanor, this is not good."
"That's my request." Nicholas interrupted from the side. "This is a great opportunity, my Lord. If every city of yours has such an arena in the future, and so many spectators come to watch the competition every week, what a great opportunity it will be for you to speak like this!
Salin did not refute. He knew that he would have to do this many times in the future to fulfill the Goddess' wish.
Because this was the first competition, there were more than a hundred people who signed up, not the sixteen who would directly enter the finals. Under Eleanor's guidance, there were more than a hundred people who signed up. None of these people were lower than swordsmen. Those who were too weak had already been eliminated.
To enter the finals and become one of the sixteen lucky ones, one could not fight each other. Under Eleanor's guidance, everyone had to face a creature that was at least level-four.
The audience did not know who the first person to fight was, but his opponent was a giant skeletal crocodile. This skeletal crocodile was more than ten meters long and was a level-four undead creature. His opponent, on the other hand, was only dressed in plain clothes. The weapon in his hand was a Qinyin dagger.
"The first round begins! The warrior participating in the competition was Londy from the Phoenix Duchy's Belle Province! What he's about to face is a twelve-meter-long undead creature. Everyone, give it your all! "
In the arena, the man with the short sword was also very nervous. When he registered, he was told that he would be facing the undead creature. He had killed many magical beasts, but he had never encountered an undead creature.
The audience in the arena cheered again, but they were responding to the call to cheer for this brave warrior.
Long Di's blood immediately started to boil. He still didn't know that his image was being recorded by the magic array and magnified dozens of times above him. The fifty thousand people in the arena could clearly see his expression.
He had killed a powerful Undead creature in front of tens of thousands of people. So many people were watching and cheering for him. A crazed look flashed across Long Di's eyes.
Those who participated in the competition were told that they did not need to fight with their lives on the line. If they felt that they were no match for their opponent, they could withdraw from the competition. However, Long Di had never thought about this. Although he had the strength of a swordsman, he was too poor. He couldn't even afford a sword. When the expeditionary army attacked the city, Salin had recruited mercenaries to participate in the defense. Even some people without any organization could sign up and join the servant army.
The problem was that Long Di didn't even have the simplest leather armor. He was rejected at the time.
Later, he borrowed some money from the only friend he knew in the city and bought the cheapest short sword to sign up for the competition.
He could also go to the city hall and apply to join the army, but as a swordsman, he had to start from a foot soldier. He was not willing. The city lord wanted to select talents, and this was his chance.
The voices of the audience weakened. This was the effect of magic, but also the effect of the audience's psychology. Everyone held their breath and looked at the magic image. The bone crocodile crawled out of a puddle, shook its head, and looked around for prey.
Neither the audience nor Long Di knew that this bone crocodile was pieced together by Daniel. It would attack all targets, but it would not kill them. In other words, Long Di would at most be seriously injured, but his soul would not be stolen by the undead creature.
Thus, the atmosphere was abnormally tense. The bone crocodile quickly found its target. In the empty arena, there was only a human there, holding a short sword and looking at it in an unfriendly manner.
The audience was a hundred times more nervous than Long Di. After Long Di found his target, he bent down, grabbed a handful of dust from the ground, and pinched it into a finger-sized pellet.
With the pellet in his left hand and the short sword in his right, Long Di bent down and slowly walked toward the bone crocodile.
The Bone Crocodile opened its mouth, revealing its sharp teeth that gleamed with a cold light. The magic array of the arena faithfully displayed this scene to the audience. Among these people, there were probably only a few who could encounter a powerful enemy or magical beast at some point in their lives. Now that a living Undead creature had appeared in front of them, the stimulation was quite intense.
In Cloud Flow City, some nobles would capture magical beasts and put them in cages for ordinary people to admire. But those magical beasts had their magic cores destroyed and could not use magic, so they were abnormally docile and obedient creatures.
What everyone saw now was an untameable undead that might even be bloodthirsty. This undead creature was going to eat that fellow with a short sword in front of them, or be killed by that unlucky fellow.
What else could be more exciting than this?
Ordinary people would not encounter any danger in their lives. If there were no wars, farmers could farm on their own land for the rest of their lives.
Encountering a magical beast? Impossible. The nobles would kill off all creatures that could threaten them for the farmers.
Wherever human farms expanded, magical beasts would go extinct. Of course, this did not include the small magical beasts that only dared to steal some crops. Those magical beasts were even afraid of domesticated cats and dogs.
When Long Di was still 50 meters away from the bone crocodile, he suddenly jumped up. His body was completely extended in the air, like a magical beast that was pouncing.
The bone crocodile spat out a cold gust of air that enveloped the human swordsman 50 meters away.
Salin had already calculated the outcome. He was a mage, but his calculations for battles included his understanding of swordsmen. In his eyes, he would calculate the next step of any attack. Long Di's strength was that of a mid-level swordsman, and his battle prowess was equivalent to a level-4 mage. It was not too difficult for him to suppress a level-4 undead creature.
Although it was risky for Long Di to jump up, it was also the fastest way to finish off his opponent as bait.
After some calculations, Salin suddenly realized that a warrior of this level was no longer a threat to him. Mages were most afraid of warriors that trained in sword energy getting close to them, but Salin had many ways to finish off Long Di in close combat.
Even if Long Di stood three meters away from Salin, Salin was confident that he could kill this swordsman within two meters without suffering any harm.
Salin knew that this only meant one thing. His calculation ability had reached the level of a Magic Shooter. There was already a huge gap between him and a warrior at the level of a swordsman.
This discovery improved Salin's mood. At the same time, he also discovered the special feature of the Elemental Eye. When he used the Elemental Eye to observe and calculate, the target's movements seemed to be slowed down. This gave him more time to calculate. In reality, this was an illusion. The real reason was that the Elemental Eye could increase a mage's calculation speed.
Swordsmen could also calculate the direction of battle, but they were different from mages. Swordsmen mostly relied on experience, and a few powerful swordsmen relied on intuition.
A mage's calculations, on the other hand, were completely rational and mathematical calculations.
Long Di's body quickly jumped on the ground, and in the blink of an eye, he neared the Bone Crocodile. The Bone Crocodile's cold breath just happened to cover the area where he was about to land.
This undead creature's battle instincts were very strong. If its Undead Mortis surrounded Long Di, it would definitely freeze him into a popsicle.
On his third jump, Long Di flicked the projectile in his hand. A swordsman's sword energy could not leave his body to attack, but it could be attached to a weapon. This required the weapon to be very sturdy, preferably tempered with magic. Otherwise, a fine steel weapon would crumble and be destroyed after a few uses.
A temporary projectile made from clay could not bear the sword energy. After Long Di flicked the projectile, it landed right in the area where the Bone Crocodile's cold breath would cover. In fact, the projectile even landed a bit earlier.
With a clear pop, the projectile shattered, and the sword energy surged. At this moment, the Bone Crocodile's necromancy magic finally descended.
However, the area where the projectile shattered had a space of about two meters. It was enveloped by the sword energy in all directions, forming a safe zone. Long Di's body landed accurately in this area. Then, he suddenly exerted force and jumped twenty meters. Long Di's short sword stabbed down between the Bone Crocodile's eyes.
The loud sound of metal shattering rang through the entire arena. The metal short sword's quality was too poor. It could not bear Long Di's sword energy and shattered. However, this attack was abnormally accurate and beautiful. The Bone Crocodile's soul fire was pierced by the sword energy and instantly dissipated.
The Bone Crocodile's tail attack stopped, and its huge tail landed heavily on the ground. Everyone in the audience could hear the sound of the Bone Crocodile's tail striking the ground.
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