"Rorschach, are you tired? Would you like me to give you a massage? "
"No need, I'm not tired."
Rorschach got goosebumps when he saw Isabella walking over with an ingratiating smile on her face.
"Cough, Rorschach, I have some snacks here. They're dried squid from Flying Pagoda Port, a famous local specialty. They're really delicious."
"No need, I'm allergic to seafood."
Even Su Nanna, who was always cold and aloof, was voluntarily giving him her favorite snacks. Rorschach felt that this was quite strange.
"How creepy. It's almost as if you're giving me food to die before I die …"
[That won't do. If you really do that, we'll be troubled. You need to be positive, energetic, and motivated. That's the only way we'll have more confidence in winning. How about I sing you a song?]
"… No, I still want to live for two more years."
Lori finished with her side, and the other side started again.
"Here, it's really delicious."
"… I've been feeling quite hot lately. Forget about the bananas."
Rorschach didn't know how to react as he looked at the large pile of bananas in front of him. Even Grandmaster Karwenz was acting like this.
Looking at their hesitant and expectant gazes, even if they didn't say anything, Roxia knew what they were thinking.
They were thinking that this Battle of Gods was very important, and that they absolutely had to win. The Game Church couldn't afford to lose. However, they were worried that if they said too much, they would give the immature Rorschach too much pressure, which would have the opposite effect.
"… Actually, you're the one who's really giving me pressure by worrying so much. Actually, there's so much more I can do …"
Could he win just by focusing on his own cultivation? From a certain standpoint, this was correct. After all, personal strength was the most important and foundational thing. However, if he could win just by focusing on his own things, then there would be no losers in this world.
For Rorschach, no matter what tournament, competition, or battle it was, the most important thing was to gather information.
"Actually, they're restricting the conditions for new contestants and forcing me to participate. Isn't this the same as exposing the other contestants? Can't you guys get down to business and get some information first? "
Even if the Silver Elf War God's Church was bigger than the Game Church, the restriction of being a Descender for less than a year naturally reduced the list of candidates. If the number of new Descenders in the Silver Elf War God's Church last year did not exceed ten, then Rorschach's opponent would naturally be one of them.
The rest was even simpler. There was a restriction of being under 20 years old … Well, strictly speaking, Rorschach was a half-blood wood spirit who hadn't even reached adulthood yet. Pure-blooded elves at his age were probably still little children, so …
"Our opponent is either a child prodigy or a mixed-blood elf. More than half of the names on the list can be crossed off. Don't tell me you can't find such an obvious restriction."
"Tsk, who didn't find out? It's precisely because I found out that I was worried about whether you would be able to walk out of the arena alive."
[The opponent is a fourth grade professional, and is said to be a Gold talent holder …]
Although Shi Feng's words were simple, Rorschach was so shocked that he nearly jumped out of his seat. Reaching Tier 4 wasn't that difficult to accept.
"Gold talent? Stop joking around. Is my opponent a dragon? "
In this world, apart from unreasonable magic, what was even more unreasonable were the messy bloodline abilities and talent abilities.
The Aishi's evaluation of each race was largely based on the natural talents of each race. Many races' classes were also based on those natural talents.
Iron-ranked humans basically had no racial talents, while beastmen's Bronze bloodline gave them practical talents such as Berserk.
Superior Elves with Silver bloodline generally had powerful natural talents. For example, the Gray Elves' magic-resistant skin and the Silver Elves' True Transformation ability were all categorized as Silver racial talents. Their combat potential was limitless, and they could even create a class system and combat system.
Similarly, the Wood Spirits with Silver bloodline also had a Silver racial talent — Virtue Talent.
It was said that Rorschach's Honesty Talent was a type of Virtue Talent.
If a low-level bloodline gave birth to a high-level talent, it wouldn't be treated as a random mutation. Instead, the original bloodline's rating would be raised. For example, there wasn't much of a difference between a normal elf and a Superior Elf's basic abilities. It was their natural talents that determined whether one had a Bronze bloodline or a Silver bloodline.
It could be said that natural talents and bloodlines were equal. Or, it could be said that natural talents were the most important part of a bloodline. After all, only when a tree's roots were lush could it grow into a towering tree.
A Silver racial talent was already abnormally powerful. Above that were Gold racial talents and Diamond racial talents … those were also equivalent to Gold bloodlines and Diamond bloodlines. The most common Gold bloodlines were Dragons, and the most common Diamond bloodlines were Titan bloodlines. (There were no more than 20 Aishi bloodlines, and all of them were ancient species.)
Rorschach's comment wasn't overboard at all. If Roland had a Gold racial talent, that meant that he had a Gold bloodline, which was likely to be a powerful natural talent on the level of dragons.
However, Rorschach's words brought about a tense silence. After a long while, Lori's hesitant voice sounded in Rorschach's ears.
"… How should I say this? Your racial talent is probably that you're a man of your word, or perhaps you're a bit of a jinx … Congratulations, Rorschach, you guessed correctly. Roland is a mixed-blood of a Silver Elf and a Silver Dragon. Her nickname is' Blood Dragon Maiden. 'Yep, not only does she have a royal bloodline, she also has a God Equipment — the Book of Ten Thousand Spells."
[That's my book!]
Now, Rorschach finally understood what the envoy meant when he said, "What you want the most is the Book of Ten Thousand Spells, but it's already been given to a descender to use. Her identity is rather special, so it's impossible for her to directly hand it over." Just how special was her "special identity"?
It was likely that she would directly go into battle to defend her "treasure". If she couldn't win in battle, then even if she won the Battle of the Gods, there would still be many disputes.
It was no wonder that Rorschach didn't have much confidence in himself facing a level 4 God Equipment who also had the bloodline of Dragons. Even Rorschach himself …
"Is surrendering the moment I go into battle against the rules …? Fine, don't glare at me like that. I was just joking."
Rorschach scratched his head and tossed aside his wrench and electric drill. Now wasn't the time to repair and adjust his magic armor. He had more important things to do.
Thirty minutes later, a four-wheel-drive Iron Horse was galloping on a street outside the city. Rorschach was sitting in the front passenger seat, looking at some information.
"… We'll just collect the information. Come with me … Do you know how much your bounty is right now?"
"I know. Even I want to sell myself off in exchange for a bounty that's more than enough to last me three lifetimes. However, I do need to go there myself."
"Eh?!"
As the driver, Su Nanna was rather astonished. Could it be that Rorschach felt that he was better at collecting information than a veteran spy like her?
"There are some things that you won't be able to tell if they're real or fake unless you see them with your own eyes …"
Seeing that Su Nanna was still at a loss, Rorschach sighed helplessly. He once again lowered his estimation of his childhood sweetheart's intelligence, placing her at the level of a certain gorilla … Actually, in Rorschach's opinion, there really weren't many people with a higher intelligence than a grandmaster.
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