120 The Tournament Starts (2/2)
”Ah… perhaps they have cash flow problems since the Gladiator Arena hasn't been popular for the past few years. However, the arena has its charm,” the fat Gnome said listlessly.
”Father, I don't want to watch. It's not exciting. It's fake. Can we play with other stuff? It's not easy for you to have a holiday with me. Dad, I want to play the Sky Dragon!”
The little Gnome made a racket.
”Ai? But Dad likes wrestling… Okay, okay. Let's go and play Sky Dragon.”
The fat Gnome wanted to watch the Gladiator Fight, but the little Gnome insisted, so he stood up reluctantly and started putting away his food.
There were two less spectators.
NotWearingPants lowered his head, and the shouting and cheering of the crowd rang in his ears. They were created using Mana since there were only tens of spectators.
All of this made NotWearingPants confused. The more he thought, the more terrified he felt. The more he thought, the more he felt—anger!
He discovered a truth of this realistic game!
”Are the game producers toying with us? Creating such a scene and making a Lich play music in front of us. Are they taunting us as 'Silly Goblins?' You're such weak creatures and want to have millions of spectators? Go and fly kites! It must be like that. D*mn!”
”I don't know…” Arthur looked dumbfounded.
In the arena, the gamers continuously shouted.
”Lousy game producers! D*mn you!”
”D*mn you! My blood's boiling!”
”Is it meaningful to create such a scene to taunt us?”
”Be humane! Lousy game producers!”
”I'm going to the discussion forum to smear you to death, you silly dude!”
And other similar curses.
The three Hamsters heard the shouts that were filled with killing intent. They squirmed their necks in their helmets… They were unable to squirm any further.
Though the gamers were unhappy to see the dismal spectators, the Gladiator mission was still ongoing, so they were unable to go offline and post on the discussion forum.
Who knew if the mission would be ongoing if they went offline? It was a mission with a title reward. Only 50 of them were selected from the 2,100 gamers.
According to the presenter, if they defeated ten opponents, they could obtain a special and custom-made piece of equipment!
Custom-made equipment! Could it be Purple Legendary equipment?
The gamers were unhappy with the scene production. If it wasn't the only Virtual Reality Online Game, they would rage quit! Lousy game producers! At least, that was how they felt. However, they yearned for Purple Legendary equipment.
Everyone was preparing for a bitter battle.
At that instant, a Wyvern flew by, and his screeching reverberated in the entire arena.
”DIO—!”
The Wyvern bellowed and swooped down rapidly. A strong and fully armed Gnome jumped down from the back of the Wyvern.
”Pom!”
The Gnome landed using the most effective method—with knees on the ground.
”I'm—Metal Devourer! Nobody can defeat me! Ao!”
If his knees weren't on the ground, it would be a very imposing entrance.
The cheering of the crowd became louder.
The fat Gnome who was putting away his food laughed a few times before sighing.
”Ai, I've seen this show for tens of years, yet I feel it's interesting. The youngsters nowadays like violence, bloodshed, and excitement. It's…”
”Dad! Let's go! I want to play Sky Dragon!” The little Gnome urged his father.
Then, the fat Gnome left the arena with his son.
”Ladies! Gentlemen! The most anticipated moment has arrived! Will the Goblins have the final victory? Or will our Metal Devourer wipe them clean? Let's wait and see!”
”Make haste and fight!”
”Make haste!”
”I want to see bloodshed! Bloodshed!”
”Fight! Don't waste our tickets!”
With only four shouts from the spectator stands, the other spectators seemed rather civilized.
A few gamers started shifting. There were three teams, and they shifted towards Arthur.
”Be careful. They're going to get rid of us,” Arthur grasped his Short Sword and said to NotWearingPants.
”Zi—?” The three Hamsters let out nervous cries.