On the stage, although the battle had yet to truly begin, the contestants of both sides had already assumed their battle formations.
On the side of Linden Academy, Li Mochen, Louise Linden, and Lina Edrick each held a shield in front of them.
The three of them were all Mystic Swordsmen. In ancient times, this profession was called Mystic Swordsman. It was a versatile class, capable of melee, long-range, origin energy, and magic. Ever since the invention of firearms, it was possible to master archery with the help of magic. Of course, it was very difficult for a Mystic Swordsman to reach the peak in any aspect.
However, the three of them also took on the roles of Dragon Bloodline Arcane Master, Titan Warrior, Mystic Hunter, and various other professions, strengthening their abilities in various ways.
After them, there was Angela, a rank 7 Illusionist, part-time Warlock, and Dragon Bloodline Warlock.
It must be mentioned that Warlocks basically did not study magic. They spent their entire lives refining their mental strength and bloodline, relying on the power of their bloodline to cast spells. They usually grasped fewer spells, but each of them was incredibly powerful, surpassing ordinary Magicians by one or two ranks.
The origins of their power came from many different sources. Some came from ancient gods, mythical creatures that could take human form, or demons that came from the abyss of hell. Some were influenced by another world, or some unknown power from the universe, causing their bloodline to mutate.
Angela's Warlock profession came from her Angel bloodline, while her part-time Dragon Bloodline Warlock further strengthened her spellcasting abilities. This made Angela's long-range spells very intimidating on the stage.
Next was William, who also hid behind the three Mystic Swordsmen, completely concealing his body.
Mystic Shadowmen were also known as Rogues, Assassins, and so on. Whether it was in modern times or ancient times, they were generally the same as Mystic Hunters. They could only display their full strength when they were alone.
However, on the stage, a Mystic Shadowman could not do so. Especially in a situation where his profession was only at level 6, it was completely suicidal.
Comparatively speaking, St. Macon's team had a much more reasonable class composition. A berserker, a shield warrior, a templar warrior, an arcane master, and a bard. They were all seventh level magical classes, and all of them had powerful side jobs.
At this time, the five of them were also quietly discussing.
"The four Spell Casters on the other side seem to have decent abilities."
"So you want to avoid close combat?"
"I hope I can tear apart the face of that lucky André. Arcadia's asking price is 20,000,000 gold duns."
"That's not up to us. Whether or not we can get this bounty depends on those guys' abilities."
"Will all of you shut up?"
The leader of the five, Claude Anter, snorted. "There's not much time left. Everyone, get into the zone from now on."
Behind him, the young girl Yisha O 'Neill, who carried a giant shield, frowned slightly. She looked unwilling.
"Don't be stubborn, O 'Neal! Our current opponents are not the trash from before. "
At this time, almost undetectable golden lines began to flash on Claude Anter's forehead. "Those guys on the other side are very strong. Four of the five come from famous families, and they also have the full support of Nathan Sports Group. We must make sure nothing goes wrong. Yisha, you want your mother to receive the best treatment from now on, right? "
Yisha O 'Neill said no more. Golden lines also began to flash on her forehead.
In just an instant, her expression was different from before. She looked indifferent, but also a little curious and disdainful.
"Wow, this feeling is terrible. This body is like a cage."
"The compatibility this time is still unexpectedly bad. I'm not sure if I can bring out 100% of this body's strength. I can at most achieve 70%."
"It would be better if I could adapt more. I know! I know! The price is huge. There's only 30 minutes left, right? But give me five minutes, no! Three minutes is enough. Three matches in a row will only take nine minutes. "
"Can we stop the discussion? Everyone, the main judge is looking at us. He's a powerful Level-16 Outsider. "
The one who said this was still Claude Anter. "Let's talk about tactics. First, charge in and disrupt their formation. Sarah, I'll leave this to you! Do a Blood Frenzy Charge. "
Sala was the Berserker among the five, so he agreed without hesitation. "Of course, but I need enough support. There's no need to keep the little girl's Gale Magic Domain, right?"
"Then that guy!"
Claude Anter continued. "Kashya, the body you control belongs to Yisha O 'Neill. At Level-7, she's a very powerful Shield Warrior. Later, you and I will hold off that lucky André. No problem, right? "
Yisha O 'Neill waved the hammer in her hand. "I'm looking forward to fighting him. If I can smash his face in public, there'll be an extra reward, right?"
"Yes, if possible, of course we have to get this reward."
Claude Anter laughed. "Thirty minutes. Try to flatten them in the first match."
Not long after that, in the number two box in the stands, Alec Bruder said gloomily after making a phone call, "It's a variant of the Eastern God's Arrival. I don't know which Mage invented it, but it can avoid the monitoring equipment in the stadium. That's the annoying thing about high school competitions. There are too many ways to cheat. Legendary-level combat awareness and control were nothing in the NMOSA professional arena. Every single one of those pro players is stronger than them. "
Dwight Payton turned to another assistant next to him. "Call Carl and ask him to find a way to stop the game or delay the start of the match. Since it's God's Arrival, there should be a time limit. "
He believed that Linden College would win in the end, but if there was an easier way to win, why would they expose Li Mochen and Angela's abilities?
"It's useless, Dwight."
Alec Bruder shook his head. "Do you think they didn't think of that? Of course, they were fully prepared before this. I'm guessing that this God's Arrival can either be paused, or they've bribed someone in the competition committee. Considering the consequences, I'm guessing it's more likely the former. "
Dwight Payton, however, didn't say anything as he looked at the CEO of Penguin Gambling. He didn't think that the person next to him could be completely trusted at this stage.
The latter also understood what he meant and was immediately indignant. "Hey! Dwight, what's with that look? I didn't stop you from informing Carl. And now, I have no reason to betray you and André, right? The amount of money wagered on André's victory was ten times more than what was expected, was it? Your André has a lot of fans, but they don't like gambling. Besides, the bookies can also make a fuss about the time of André's battle and the details of whether he can win in a hundred rounds. We don't need that at all, Dwight. If you can take over Nathan Sports Group, or even one day take charge of the Naessen military-industrial complex, it will only benefit me. "
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