What was to come would always come. When the countdown finally reached zero, it would be meaningless even if I stood on the rooftop in deep thought and shouted "You're not ready yet."
I've already done everything I can and imagined. All that's left is to wait for the results. At this point, Rorschach actually felt even more relaxed.
"Today's weather isn't bad."
Everyone around him looked at him in astonishment when he said this. After all, his current survival rate was 1: 13, and his win rate was an astonishing 1: 78 (the newest exchange rate in Saul's casino). Almost everyone was betting on him dying and waiting for him to die.
That's right, everyone, not only members of the two churches, but even ordinary people were participating in this banquet.
Today, the Saul's Grand Arena was filled to the brim with spectators. No matter if you were an ordinary person or a job class, a Battle of the Gods would always be the most popular entertainment event.
There was no need to be incomprehensible. It was quite normal to treat a church as a modern company. Not only was this a personal battle to resolve personal grudges, it was also a performance to display the church's strength and celebrity descenders. It was a show with a promotional effect.
What else could display a church's strength more than being an audience of several tens of thousands and beating up their opponents? And for the Gods, faith was also a source of power. Believers were also the equivalent of money, resources, and faith in many other aspects.
Every Battle of the Gods was just like a festival for ordinary people. This was far more exciting than any peaceful training.
If it weren't for the fact that the losses and risks were too great, perhaps the New Gods' churches would have
A Battle of the Gods would only occur between two churches that were about the same power level … or at least had the strength to fight. A performance of the strong crushing the weak would be both boring and boring.
It was said that when it was confirmed that the Silver Elf War God Church's opponent would be the unknown Game Church, many people even took the initiative to learn more about this church. They were actually able to force the silver elves into a duel.
When it was confirmed that this new church could actually go toe-to-toe with the Silver Elf War God … Lori reported that the number of believers had increased by ten times!
Even if the main reason was that the original number of believers was too low, this was still a surprising development.
[If you win, you'll have more than 10,000 followers!]
Something seemed to have been exposed … Roxia sighed as he realized that he didn't even have ten thousand believers before. Roxia could also sense his younger sister's joy.
"The first round should be a one-on-one duel. On our side … "
Rorschach wanted to say something, but stopped himself. Rorschach also knew that his side was not favored.
Although the odds were not as one-sided as his own, that was only because the contestants on both sides were still uncertain. However, the strongest person in the Church was still the Church's signboard and the upper limit of the Church's combat power.
It would take at least two years to register as a believer, and it would be too late to transfer people at the last minute. Rorschach couldn't think of anyone on his side who could defeat the Silver Elves' trump card.
"The pride of the Flying Wings, Faerun Silversong, the legendary seventh step professional."
Although the Silver Elf Church's representative wasn't announced, everyone had already guessed who it would be.
After all, this renowned veteran powerhouse had once slain a dragon with his own hands.
It was impossible for Rorschach, who was only at the second step, to imagine just how strong a seventh step professional would be. A fifth step Legend was already the strongest opponent he had ever met or imagined.
[A one-on-one duel. That's a strategic force.]
As for his own side, no matter if it was a grandmaster or the legendary strongest descender, Isabella, they didn't seem to be strong to such a degree.
Rorschach had asked before, but never received an answer. Everyone only smiled mysteriously at him.
Even though Lori and the others were confident, Rorschach didn't ask any more questions. Especially when Rorschach discovered that the Silver Elf Church had secretly bet a large amount on his side winning the first round, Rorschach became even more confident … and then he instantly bet a large amount as well.
"The strongest trump card? From the moment that the information was leaked, it was no longer the strongest. The strongest is always the unknown. Since they all know that the other side will send a legendary seventh step professional and still dare to bet, then we should have an even stronger trump card. "
Rorschach was still thinking about who would go up next when the sun shone on the stone ring in the center of the arena. The shadow's pointer pointed at 12 o 'clock.
At this moment, time stopped. The arena was filled with thunderous cheers.
Two beams of light shone down from the two highest stands.
On the left was the young and sunny Goddess. She was still barefooted and smiling. She held a vine with thorns in her hands, and her light red hair fluttered in the wind.
"Our Goddess Rosa has the highest respect! May you be as young and cute as you are today! Your Highness! "
The MC's commentary made the scene even crazier. "Wood spirits are so cute!" and "Goddess Rosa, I love you!" were all mixed in. It would seem that some fanatics had mixed in with the crowd.
Even so, Rosa didn't mind at all. She smiled and waved at the audience, which caused a complete uproar.
On the right was a young moon elf male with a bitter expression. His face was pale, and he was holding a banjo. He didn't even look at the audience.
"Your Highness Sabelle, forever filled with inspiration and wisdom, have you prepared a beautiful poem for the victor?"
The moon elf God of Poetry, Sabelle, was a veteran God. However, he didn't smile at all in the face of the MC's warm up teasing.
"Glory belongs to the elves."
Although Sabelle was also the incarnation of a powerful God, the atmosphere instantly cooled down. After all, most of the audience weren't elves … This was rather awkward.
"Cough, cough, let's focus on today's battle …"
As usual, the Elven God didn't give any face at all. The MC was still trying his best to smooth things over. Many audience members threw away the small flags that they had previously supported and chose to support someone else.
Suddenly, a silver light streaked across the sky. An aerial knight riding on a silver pegasus glided through the air.
"I, Faerun Silversong, am fighting against who!? Who dares to fight against me!? "
An angry roar sounded in every audience's ears. The silver aerial knight landed in front of the stage and pointed his longsword at the Game Church. His provocation couldn't be more obvious.
"It would seem that our dragon slayer can't wait any longer."
The MC was still trying his best to liven up the atmosphere when someone finally walked out from the Game Church.
Rorschach looked at this person in disbelief. He had thought about Archmage, Isabella, and even Isabella's otaku older brother. However, he never expected that the strongest person on his side would be such an ordinary-looking person.
"God Priest Gaud? He can fight as well? Priests can fight as well? "
"Paha, God Priest Gaud can't fight?"
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