The first round of the competition with the theme [Cloud] came to the final third match.
In the second match, due to the twin sister Luna's overwhelming victory, she made up for her elder sister's loss in the first match.
Now, it was Eugene's turn.
At this time, the first Original Substance, Mad Demon, and Father Lysos, who was a mythical body, were watching the match carefully.
This was the first public match for the Original Substance Body other than the [Original Substance Game].
Everyone wanted to see Eugene, who always liked to hide and trick people. What kind of performance would he have in this one-on-one arena?
Not long after the match started, everyone's eyes changed.
The crazy young man showed a slightly tense smile and commented in a low voice, "Eugene, this guy has changed so much … No wonder he has been engraved with the things left by the ancients in his body. It seems that I underestimated you a bit.
You should still be in the developing stage during the Original Substance Competition.
I really want to fight with you again … What an interesting guy. "
In the arena.
The arena with the theme [Cloud], an area belonging to the Saint Level World, was polluted by Eugene.
The clouds turned green and grew eyes.
A large number of green tentacles grew on the side of the arena and kept secreting smelly body fluids. The quiet and clear lake had become as sticky, smelly, and dirty as a sewer.
As for Eugene, who liked to trick people in everyone's impression, he also showed another side, which could be called "battle mode."
The "base" formed by countless eyeballs carried Eugene in a sitting posture and floated in the air.
The whole thing was in a very strange mood.
Eugene's opponent was also the strongest person in the opposing team. It was a [Silversmith Deuce] who was very professional in exorcism.
With a pure silver cross as the head,
His whole body was covered with silver, and the silver transformation on the cellular level made him look like Silver Shadowman in Marvel.
He was an exorcism tool and was highly valued by the Golden Saint. He was certain that he would perform outstandingly in the process of this' world erosion 'and win the victory for the Saint Stage world, causing the Hybrid Demons to be wary of him.
However.
The exorcism that he expected didn't achieve the desired effect.
No matter what kind of silver was thrown at Eugene, it would be distorted by some visual field and couldn't hit.
As the pollution spread throughout the arena.
The Silversmith Deuce chose to use his final killing move.
He plucked off the cross head and turned it into a real silver greatsword.
He quickly moved to the front of Eugenice, the source of corruption. His silver greatsword emitted a strong purifying light as it slashed down … The silver sword contained the [Way] that Blacksmith cultivated, and it cut through Eugenice's eyeball barrier.
Whoosh!
He was unable to dodge.
The great sword cleaved Eugenice apart from the top of his head.
Originally, he thought that he could completely split it open, but he was stuck at the abdomen.
However, in such a 'tragic' scene, everyone thought that the Silversmith had won … such a pure Saint grade weapon, when it cut into the Hybrid Demon's body, was enough to instantly vaporize the Hybrid Demon.
However, something unexpected happened.
Eugenice, whose fleshly body had been cut open, had smoke rising from his body as if he were evaporating.
In fact.
The holy sword that had cut into his body was slowly corroding. Green fluorescent eyeballs began to spread on the surface of the sword, infecting Silversmith Dirk's body.
Not only could it ignore attribute restraints, but it could also invade in reverse.
This scene almost caused the saint to stand up from his golden chair.
At this moment, under the golden mask was a grimace.
"This … what kind of monster is this? Dirk Eridwa's Silversmith was actually unable to restrain him, and he could even be invaded in reverse … This is no longer a Hybrid Demon provided by the Black Tower.
The plague he had unleashed carried a very ancient feeling.
Such an existence must be killed! Otherwise, it will be a threat to our world. "
The golden saint made up his mind to kill such an anomaly at the end of the competition … Eugenice's performance had far exceeded his expectations of the Hybrid Demon, and even made him feel an inexplicable threat.
Slap!
Silver liquid splattered in all directions.
This pitiful Silversmith had been turned into an eyeball for Eugenice to control, and his soul was also imprisoned within.
As Eugenice left the field, the plague that had spread between the clouds and in the pond instantly returned to his body, and everything returned to the comfortable and pleasant state of the fairyland.
It wasn't that the Silversmith was too weak, as he had killed two Hybrid Demons outside … but Eugenice was too powerful.
In the first round of [Cloud], Eugenice's team won.
"This is the strength of a Body of Origin?"
Han Dong stared at Eugenice, who was holding a silver eyeball and walking slowly off the field. His facial muscles twitched slightly.
In his mind, Han Dong had already labeled this person as [Extremely Dangerous].
Black Goat Sally also secretly gritted her teeth. Eugenice's improvement speed was beyond imagination, and if the rankings were to be rearranged … their positions might be switched.
"Lord Eugenice!"
Sister Luna didn't care about Eugenice's dirty image at all, and directly pounced on him when he left the field.
Firstly, it was out of gratitude, and secondly, it was out of admiration for the strong.
She kissed him from the front, and then kissed her sister's face at the back of the head.
Eugenice didn't have the mood. Slap … A green tentacle directly slapped Luna away, and he sat on the ground alone and began to study the silver eyeball and the structure of the Blacksmith's life.
Luna, who was sent flying, wasn't angry.
Instead, she showed a very comfortable expression and quietly crawled behind Eugenice … silently waiting for the lord's next order.
As the competition director, Father Lysos' expression didn't change at all. This result seemed to be within his expectations.
"Next, the theme of the competition will be [Stone], and Christopher …"
"Wait a minute!"
The voice from the golden seat came again.
"The group of people I brought here seems to be a little uncomfortable due to [World Shift] and the change in environment … I hope to change the order of the competition.
First, the theme of the competition will be [Tree]. "
The second interference.
Considering that the interference this time wouldn't have a big impact, and that it was necessary for the overall situation, Father Lysos restrained his temper and didn't object. He nodded and acquiesced.
No matter how the order was changed, the competition was inevitable, and it was only a matter of time.
Just as Father Lysos took a step back again and prepared to let the team that had drawn the tree to prepare for the competition in advance …
Something strange happened.
Mad Devil. Christopher J. Green, who was originally with his teammates, disappeared.
The next second, he appeared in front of the golden seat.
With his hands in his trouser pockets, he bent down and looked at the Saint in front of him.
"Haven't the rules of the competition been set? I'm ready to kill. Why did you suddenly change the rules? F * ck you! "
Ignoring identity.
Ignoring the difference in level.
Just because he felt unhappy, the Mad Devil directly went to find the Gold Saint who was comparable to a mythical body.
He raised his foot and intended to kick the other party's golden mask.
The next second.
A golden wall suddenly appeared between the two of them.
When the kick landed on the surface of the wall, a layer of ripples appeared … At the same time, a reaction force with the effect of the [Golden Holy Seal] sent the Mad Devil flying more than twenty meters away. The skin on the sole of his foot was broken and golden liquid flowed out. It was extremely painful.
The Mad Devil was so angry that his teeth itched. He directly broke the whole leg and threw it away. He took out a new leg from his ear hole and installed it on himself.
Just as he was about to continue fighting with the Saint …
An arm fell on his shoulder, and the dark breath that touched his soul instantly spread throughout his body … At the same time, an unbreakable dark shackle was formed in Grimm's hand.
"Grimm, for violating the competition rules, you are punished with [Hand Imprisonment] until the end of the competition.
Saint Emissary, are you satisfied with this punishment? "
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