The third round of the tournament had arrived as scheduled.
Since the format of the tournament was completely different from the first two rounds and did not require a large arena, Mayor Corinth of Lancaster had invited the high-ranking clergy of the Earth Church to build several arenas in the empty land west of the city with divine arts during the three-day break.
As a result, the Western Suburbs, which was usually deserted, was suddenly filled with people. Many quick-witted citizens learned from the new players during the previous two competitions and set up stalls outside the venue to sell snacks and other things. They made a small fortune.
Before the start of the competition, the 32 contestants would go to the City Lord's Mansion to draw lots for their numbers. Then, number 1 would fight against number 2, number 3 would fight against number 4, and so on. The winner would advance to the next round until the final winner was decided.
Being one of the organizers, the Church of Games would definitely play a little trick when drawing lots.
Of course, it wouldn't be too excessive. The first round of matches would basically be between the weak and the strong. There wouldn't be a situation where the seeded players would meet in the first round and both sides would be heavily injured, allowing the weaker players to reap the benefits later on.
That was why the first round wasn't too heated, with the stronger contestants successfully eliminating their opponents and advancing to the next round.
And when it came to the second round of sixteen, the atmosphere in the arena became lively at once.
"Commander, are you alright?"
Jones, a member of the Wyvern Knights, followed the number and battle list displayed on the magic mirror in the sky and found the arena where his team leader was. However, he found that the match had already ended. He could not help but ask his team leader, who was panting below the arena, nervously.
"I'm fine. I just underestimated my opponent. I'd thought that there was nothing to be afraid of since I ran into a high-ranking believer of Gurus, the God of Hunt, since they had left the trap and couldn't distance themselves, but it turned out to be a little troublesome. "
Isaac answered. Still, the wounds on his body were slowly healing thanks to the effects of the cola potion, as well as the blood-stained arrowheads that were clearly dug out from his body showed that things weren't as simple as he made them out to be.
"Commander …"
"Don't worry. I can fight at least two more rounds."
Isaac didn't want to show his weakness in front of his companions.
He had definitely miscalculated. While the believers of the God of Hunt couldn't use their full power in such a tournament, he was the same to a certain extent since he couldn't summon his wyvern.
If it had been a normal battle out in the wild, he could have used the thick scales of his wyvern to block the barrage of arrows, and then instakill his foe the instant he was exhausted.
In that case, the believers of Gurus were no different from small fry, far from being a match for him.
"By the way, Commander." Jones was considerate enough to stop asking about that, and instead tried his best to find a topic that would interest Isaac. "I just heard that the two believers of the Church of Games who passed the first round of the seventh arena are about to start a civil war."
"Has someone already started the quarterfinals …?"
Isaac rose to his feet and followed Jones to the arena.
Still, he didn't forget to instruct his little brother along the way. "That being said, it's meaningless even if we go there to watch. Being believers of the same church, the two believers of the God of Games definitely wouldn't use their full strength. At most, they would use two or three not-so-powerful sacred arts, and the weaker believer would admit defeat and guarantee his place in the semifinals."
"Really?"
Jones was surprised.
"Definitely. Even if those two have a grudge against each other, they would put aside their grudge for the sake of their church's reputation and work hard to help the stronger one achieve better results. "
Even as they spoke, the two had arrived below the arena.
Coincidentally, they knew the two believers of the God of Games in the arena.
The one on the east side was Jom, whom Isaac had invited to form an alliance with (Terry had been eliminated), while the one on the west side was Edward, a champion of the God of Games.
"The one called Edward would win."
Isaac was almost instantly sure that Jom would admit defeat.
"Is that so? But I think that Jom is strong too … "Jones was puzzled as he recalled Jom's fight.
"For example, would you really fight me with your full strength if you met me in the arena?"
"No way, you're the guild leader … Ah!" Jones only realized then. "I see."
After all, the magic mirror spell in the first round proved that Edward was quite powerful, and in the second round where the believers of the God of Games worked together to kill the Night Tide Dragon, it was also confirmed that Edward held a high position among the believers of the God of Games, and could command the other believers to a certain extent.
On the other hand, while Jom had some ability, he couldn't compare to Edward. Moreover, from the fact that he had to ask the higher-ups for an alliance, he didn't hold a high position in the Church of Games either.
The battle between the two of them was just like a replica of Isaac and Jones, which was why Isaac could make such a judgment so quickly.
Nonetheless, just as Isaac had that thought, the two in the arena moved at the same time when the referee announced the start of the fight.
Edward's first move was Black Dragon Hellfire. Black flames turned into the shape of a dragon, engulfing terrible presence and rolling heatwaves as it lunged at Jom.
Not daring to be careless, Jom raised his hand to summon a giant clam to block the blow.
Instantly, the aroma of seafood similar to grilled oysters filled the arena.
Then, several tentacles rose from the ground and curled toward Edward.
Edward waved Happy Flames. The tip of the wand spewed out raging flames. Then, the flames quickly contracted and sped up, forming a laser-like effect. With a light sweep, the tentacles were severed. Even Jom's giant clam shield was cut in half!
Jom continued to summon sword walruses and sea centipedes to attack Edward. Edward countered each and every one of them, blasting a hole in the ground to create a pool of lava to bury the sea centipedes. Then, he unleashed his Black Dragon Hellfire to kill the sword walruses on the spot!
The two of them fought back and forth, not giving way at all. The battle scene was also extremely intense. The entire arena was smashed to pieces, but it still did not stop their battle.
Meanwhile, the audience beneath the arena quickly became excited at the sight of such an intense battle, with arena number seven becoming the most popular arena in the arena at once.
Jones watched as flames and sea beasts danced in the arena, explosions and tidal waves surged, and couldn't help turning to look at Isaac who was gaping as well.
He had the feeling that the two in the arena were fighting so hard that their brains would fall out, let alone concede and guarantee the other's safety …
At the same time, a strange emotion was spreading in Jones's heart as he watched the various skills exchanged in the arena.
— So, these are the believers of the God of Games? Truly Gay Cool!
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Chapter 298: Truly Gay Cool
Truly Gay Cool
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