Chapter 739
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Count Kirrlutz sat in the audience seat and did not know how to express his inner feelings.
He silently watched the arena below. Empress Yekana gave the medal of the best player to the opposing team's player, Fuya. This was Empress Yekana's respect for the strong.
Even a layman like Count Kirrlutz could see the strength of Fuya in the Holy Spirit. But after that … When the entire Iron Nation audience on the stage cheered for the Iron Forgers, Count Kirrlutz's feelings were indescribable.
He had participated in many awards ceremonies at his age and received many medals of honor himself. But on this stage, on this arena, there were not only the citizens of the Iron Nation.
There were also people from all over the world! The eyes of the world were focused on the arena.
The audience lineup this time was so luxurious that Count Kirrlutz did not know how to describe it. The new king of the Land of Frost, His Highness Cheil, the great general of the Kingdom of the Sea, Dukrone, and three of the Seven Sages of Noland were all present.
There were also great nobles from all over the world hidden in the audience.
With so many great figures appearing together, Count Kirrlutz thought it was a list of generals of the World War. Once, only a battlefield could bring these great figures together.
But this time, they were indeed here for a war, a dispute on a battlefield called the Holy Spirit Battlefield.
This was what made Count Kirrlutz feel happy!
The Iron Nation won this war, and his son led the Iron Nation as a warrior general to win this war. The great figures behind the enemy country could only applaud now and watch enviously as the Iron Forgers took away the trophy.
The golden brilliance scattered in the sky, and when the Iron Forgers held up the trophy … Count Kirrlutz heard a very familiar melody, and he looked at the audience beside him in surprise.
The audience around him had stood up and held up the flags in their hands. At this moment, Count Kirrlutz confirmed that the melody he heard was a song that everyone in the Iron Nation could sing.
National anthem …
These two words rang in Count Kirrlutz's mind, and more and more Iron Nation spectators stood up and joined the chorus.
There was no music at the scene, it was all spontaneous!
For a whole week, the Iron Nation was the enemy of the whole world, and today, their country won the whole world!
As citizens, they had the right to straighten their backs and be proud of being the world's number one country.
A sense of national honor.
This was a question that Count Kirrlutz's teacher often talked to him about in the past. Count Kirrlutz spent more than forty years on the battlefield and never experienced it.
Today, he actually experienced it in a game.
After all, he had underestimated the influence of the Holy Spirit Tournament. and Kirrlutz, and Kirrlutz, and Kirrlutz.
The song echoed throughout the arena. The Ironforgers and Empress Yekana were stunned for a moment when they heard the melody on the arena.
Count Kirrlutz was too old to be as enthusiastic as a young man. At most, he would hum along for a while while his eyes fell on his son, Eitek.
Kirrlutz did not notice Kirrlutz's gaze at all. He raised the silver-white trophy representing the championship high, the World Tree crystal inlaid at the top emitting a bright light.
Although the limelight was stolen by Fuya at the beginning, one thing was certain. Now the Ironforgers were the strongest team in the world!
Now, no one could stop him from playing this game for any reason! Because he had won a world championship for his country! Even his father had never won glory for the Iron Nation.
"Let us congratulate the champion once again! Ironforgers! "
The Brass Dragon's voice did not sound so annoying to Eitek's ears. The other Ironforgers had already pulled out their longswords and saluted the audience.
Eitek could not salute because he was holding the trophy. When he was thinking about where to put the trophy, a hand suddenly stretched out in front of him.
This hand was shrouded in a dark mist. It was definitely not an arm that a human should have. Eitek suddenly raised his head and found the hero he had used for three consecutive rounds, Ghost of Nothingness, in front of him.
It was not just Ghost of Nothingness … Eitek suddenly found many familiar figures on the field. The twenty-five heroes of the Holy Spirit had unknowingly appeared on the field.
"Your honor will not only be remembered in the real world, but also in the Holy Spirit Battlefield," Josiah came directly to the side of the field and said loudly to the Ironforgers.
"Mr. Josiah, you mean …"
The Ironforgers' leader obviously knew Josiah and was very respectful. Although Josiah was far less famous than Taylin in Noland, the rulers of various countries basically had information about the creator of the Weave.
"You can now choose your favorite hero, or … comrade," Josiah had actually guessed that the Ironforgers would win the championship, so he had made some preparations in advance.
"Comrade …"
Eitek raised his head and looked at the twenty-five heroes standing in front of him. The other four Ironforgers had chosen the hero who had performed the best in the finals, so Eitek naturally chose Ghost of Nothingness.
After Eitek made his choice, Ghost of Nothingness floated in front of him again. The five heroes welcomed a transformation, and Ghost of Nothingness in front of Eitek used his black mist to form a pitch-black armor.
A fully-armored Ghost of Nothingness appeared in front of Eitek, and Eitek saw the mark of the Ironforgers branded on its armor.
"I will fight for you."
Ghost of Nothingness used a hoarse voice to say the words he had said when he was chosen, and at the same time, he extended his hand under the armor towards Eitek.
This scene made Eitek's nose slightly sour. He had already reminded himself before he went on stage that he was not allowed to cry no matter what.
He had held back when he won the championship and was recognized by the world, but at this moment, he could not control his tears.
"Madam Yekana! You don't mind these five heroes wearing the Ironforgers' armor in the Saintly Battlefield, do you? "Josiah asked Empress Yekana loudly.
"Of course not." This was something that Empress Yekana could not ask for more.
"Then let's take a group photo with our heroes or something!"
Josiah gave the next instruction, and Eitek glanced at the Ironforgers beside him. They seemed to be at a loss when their heroes' illusions were so close, especially the Ironforger who used a heroine.
"I'm ready."
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