Chapter 220 (1/2)
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The prize for first runner-up was also three items: a converter card with more cash, a silver medal, and a long black arrows.
“You gave us a difficult question!” the human-lion laughed at Lewre Spoolin who had entered the legendary realm. “You just broke through like that, in the order. The prize that we prepared earlier was not suitable, so we could only make a new one last minute.”
He chuckled and said, “Luckily, it was delayed for a few days. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have had enough time to make it!”
Lewre smiled and bowed deeply.
At such a close distance, he could clearly feel that the few “staff” on the stage possessed great power, and naturally guessed their identities. To him, a few Gods worked through the night to make him a treasure. The sincerity itself was the best gift, even more precious compared to the holy arrows that had effects of tracing and long distance, and were able to break through magic fields.
When he took the prizes, he waved to the audience and walked to the side of the stage. It was finally time for the champion.
“The very first martial arts contest champion is-” Lewre, the boy of celebration that transformed into emcee paused and glanced through the entire stadium, at every audience and staff member. He finally fell to the one who was waiting with his chin up and chest out and had “I am in a hurry” written in his face: Alan.
“From Storm Sea, Alan Apollo Kasadier!”
Alan laughed hysterically and ran onto the stage. He looked vastly different from the two award winners earlier that were steady.
His age was ridiculously old to a commoner, but to a giant dragon, he was only a young lad. It was perfectly normal for him to be a little unstable.
Luckily, at least when he was in battle, he was quite steady.
He first looked carefully at the young emcee and his eyes widened; then, he looked carefully at the one who was giving him the award and his eyes widened again. Finally, he laid his eyes on the “platter” that was floating next to him. His eyes were as big as duck eggs.
“This… This is…”
“Shh…” the emcee smiled and winked at him.
Alan immediately understood and stood straight. His body was even a little stiff.
“No need to be so tense; relax, just relax.” Sui Xiong, who was pretending to be a platter, laughed. “You are the spotlight today. Show some spotlight spirit! Unless you plan to tell this story to your children after few hundred or a thousand years like ‘back then, me, your dad, came across a few Gods and I was scared stiff.’ I think it’s better to boast, ‘all of you are too young, so inexperienced. Back then, I used to talk and laugh cheerfully with Gods!’ Ain’t it better…”
Alan couldn’t help but laugh. His original tension had eased.
His prize was a three-item set too. A cash converter card that contained an amount that shocked him so much he smiled to himself; a gold medal that would never wear and tear but could be used for casting spells daily; and a soft black innerwear.
The black inner wear had two functions. The first was that it changed its form freely. Even if he turned into a giant dragon, it would become a cloud of black gas that lined his body, so definitely no concern about tearing. The second was to nullify any magic or ceremony that could “slaughter a dragon,” including those famous “dragon slaughtering swords,””dragon slaughtering guns,” and that sort.
To a giant dragon, there was nothing better than this defense equipment!
Alan carried his prizes and couldn’t stop laughing. If he didn’t remember that it was a solemn holy ceremony, he would’ve taken off his clothes to put on the innerwear, and never ever take it off in his life!
After the award ceremony ended, the blonde human-lion wanted to give a few words, but he suddenly stopped and looked at the sky.
In the sky, there was a magical light that was slowly condensing and turning into a colorful crystal.
At the same time, the root of the world was surging. Every God that possessed battle-like league felt the magical change.
“This is…”
“A new clergy! There is a new clergy in the battle league!”
“The battle clergy was dissected?”
“Not really… but quite a big piece broke off!”
“What clergy?”
“Martial arts… It’s the martial arts contest!”
In that instance, many Gods directed their gaze at the crystal that was slowly descending.
In a flash of light, thick furry arms extended from the sky and tried to grab the crystal.
It was the God that was in charge of war in the Orc God system, the creator and guardian of bearmen, the violence of an Orc and the God of war, “Violent War Bear” Faber.
As a god with weak power, He desired to receive more clergy and more power, so that He could fight for the level of intermediate godly power. The moment when He saw a new clergy, although He knew rationally that it wouldn’t work, His violent and brutal character couldn’t suppress his greed and excitement. He couldn’t help but come forward to grab it.