Blayla led her Crosier Squad into the Hall of Silence at the side of the arena.
She found a place to sit down and pulled up her sleeves and gloves. She was ready to adjust her state of mind and face the most important match of her life in the Holy Spirit Competition.
"Is everyone ready?"
She successfully entered the Holy Spirit's interface and was guided to the tournament server by a pop-up.
Her teammates responded to her as well, except for Warter, who sat next to her.
"Warter, you're scared even when you're sitting here?"
Breila looked at White, who was sitting next to her. He had already taken off his glasses and covered his eyes with his hands. His hands were still trembling.
This posture was like an ostrich burying its head in the sand.
Brera put a hand on his shoulder, trying to cheer him up.
Warter immediately let go of his hands. When he looked at Brilla again, his cheeks were covered in sweat.
"Brilla!" he said in a choked voice, "Let's … surrender."
"The match hasn't even started yet? Are you really scared of that old woman, Warter? "
When Braila confronted Empress Ekana just now, she was still upset that Empress Ekana had ignored her handshake.
It was a look of disdain for her and her teammates, and it made Brilla choke on her breath.
"Old —"
Warter was surprised that Brilla called him such a terrible name. He quickly covered his mouth with his hand.
"That's the great Empress Yekana. You're from the coastal region, so you don't understand … My father is a noble of the Iron Nation, and I'm now … standing against the Empress!" Warter's voice sounded a little out of control. "She'll kill me. No! If my father finds out that I dared to provoke Her Highness Yekana, he won't show me any mercy. "
Brilla didn't expect him to be this afraid. She didn't know why Empress Yekana would make Warter so afraid.
But at this moment, the most important member of the Crowhill Squad had lost his confidence!
"I'm leaving before the match starts," Warter muttered to himself.
White muttered to himself. After making this decision, he immediately ran out of the Soundless Hall.
"Warter!"
Brilla wanted to stop him, but it was too late. He pushed open the door of the Hall of Silence and ran to the arena outside.
"You guys wait here."
Brilla immediately chased after him, but at this moment, tender green leaves fell from the sky.
She stared blankly at the arena in the distance. The ground she was standing on had been covered by an altar made of stones, and the scene in the distance had changed dramatically.
Blayla was dumbfounded. Warter, who was about to escape, also stood rooted to the spot and stared blankly at the scene before him. It was as if a god had wantonly created a new painting on the ground.
When Brilla and Warter came back to their senses, they were standing in a place they were very familiar.
That was the Altar of Birth of the Holy Spirit Army in the battlefield.
"In the end, the Forger banned the Illusionist Herlors from the battlefield. This Hero's ultimate skill completely turned the tides of the battle. Now, the right to ban has been given to Crowhill … Which Hero will these young warriors ban?"
Ban?
Brilla raised her head to look at the screen in the distance. She found that at this moment, the screen showed her astonished expression and Warter's terrified expression was on the verge of collapse.
In the Holy Spirit Army's Celestial Stairway Tournament, both teams had the opportunity to ban a hero before the hero was chosen.
Brilla instantly understood that the battle had begun. She opened her Weave, and sure enough, the hero selection interface was already displayed.
"Which hero are you going to ban?" Brilla asked Warter beside her.
"Where's the exit?"
Warter saw his own face appear on the screen. He immediately covered his face and planned to escape.
If Empress Yekana remembered his appearance, or if his father found out, he would end up in a miserable state regardless of whether he won or lost the match.
Brilla looked at his cowardly appearance and angrily pulled on a corner of his robe. Then, she exerted some force and he directly fell to the ground.
At this moment, Brilla could hear the surrounding audience discussing …
"The Crowhill team seems to have ushered in an internal conflict on the first day of the tournament. It seems that these young players haven't adjusted their internal conflicts well."
After Copper Dragon's commentary, the entire audience's attention focused on Brilla and Warter outside the Hall of Silence.
"You're already standing here! That old woman will definitely see you as a competitor! "
Brilla had nowhere to vent her anger. She was dragged into this team by Warter. In order to participate in this tournament, not only did she disappoint her parents' expectations, but she was also severely beaten by her father before leaving. She even missed her chance to take the examination to become a rank 5 inscriber!
Now, Warter was telling Brilla that he didn't want to fight?
"This is different …"
Warter, who had fallen to the ground, kept retreating. At the same time, he looked left and right as if trying to find a place to hide.
Brilla looked at his cowardly appearance and clenched her fists … Suddenly, a female voice resounded throughout the arena.
"Holy Spirit Legion, please choose a hero."
This was a notification from the Holy Spirit game system!
Brilla had just banned Blacksmith Master Bazuli. Now, she had entered the stage of choosing a hero!
She glanced at Warter, who had fallen to the ground, and then at the hero selection interface. She gritted her teeth and chose Tremor Rolaxis!
This hero came from the Land of Frost, and could be said to be the mortal enemy of the Iron Nation!
However, this man who looked like a giant bear was Warter's favorite hero and the one he was best at. He had once boasted to Brilla that his Tremor was definitely the best in the world!
"I've helped you take down your favorite Tremor!" Brilla hoped to use this method to cheer him up.
"No, I can't use Rolaxis in front of the queen of our nation … It'll be seen as a traitor."
Before he could finish his sentence, he vaguely felt the ground begin to shake.
It wasn't just him … Brilla felt the ground shake as well.
Both Brilla and Warter turned their heads at the same time. A tall figure was slowly walking towards them.
When they saw the true appearance of the figure, both Warter and Brilla forgot what they wanted to say. All they could do was let their astonished expressions freeze in place.
Tremor Rolaxis, a terrifying warrior who once defeated thousands of soldiers of the Iron Nation by himself.
This legendary warrior slowly walked out of the Magic Net and appeared in front of Warter and Brilla in real life.
He was more than two meters tall, and his cheeks were branded with the Silverfrost Fox Family's brand and hideous scars. His body was so burly that he could probably kill a Frost Bear with a single slap.
Rolaxis the Tremor stared at Warter, who was lying on the ground, and reached out his hand …
"It's time to crush all the enemies! Summoner. "
Rolaxis the Tremor spoke in a deep voice, a line that Warter was also very familiar with.
Warter had used this hero for more than two hundred battles. Warter could almost recite all of his lines.
At the same time, Warter had also used Tremor to obtain countless quadruple and quintuple kills. He had even single-handedly wiped out an entire enemy team several times.
This hero was the reason why he dared to stand here. It was also the reason why he had the confidence to play the Holy Spirit!
If he were to use the Trembling One, he had absolute confidence that no one present would be able to defeat him.
As long as he fought alongside this hero, he would be … number one in the world!
Confidence and a burning sensation surged in his body. He reached out to hold this comrade who had fought alongside him on the Holy Spirit battlefield for god knows how long.
But the moment he touched Rolaxis the Tremor, his hand passed through the Tremor's scarred arm.
An illusion. The real Tremor had died thousands of years ago. Even if he was still alive, he wouldn't have fought alongside a nobody like Warter.
When these thoughts surfaced in Warter's mind, Brilla grabbed his outstretched hand and pulled him up from the ground.
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