Chapter 380: Hero Incognito (1/2)
Chapter 380: Hero Incognito
Translator: OneshotwonderEditor: Hitesh_
Five minutes before the match started, Einherjar Wannabe was still nowhere to be seen. Cameron chucked down a couple of pills to calm his nerves. The show ratings were increasing by the second, yet the stage remained half empty.
By then, even Cameron's subordinates could feel their boss's nerves. Everyone held their breath and dared not to comment on the situation.
On the stage, Lan Qinyue was calm. She plugged the virtual harp and felt the difference compared to her real one. Although it lacked a soul like the one in real life, it should suffice for the fight tonight.
Standing beside Lan Qinyue quietly were her disciples. It was a sect rule that no one was allowed to speak when their master was tuning the Harp.
Two minutes until the start of the fight, and Einherjar Wannabe was still missing. The ads had been pouring into the PA system ever since this morning; every second of airtime would cost a big fortune. If Einherjar Wannabe bailed on the match, DREAM would walk right into a legal disaster.
In the last minute, Cameron heard a din from the system: Einherjar Wannabe had arrived. Finally, Cameron heaved a big sigh of relief.
The large screen on top of the virtual stage turned into a countdown, the anticipation keeping everyone on the edge of their seats. There were more than two million subscribers online watching this fight at the same time. Some of them were here to see Lan Qinyue, but more were here to watch Einherjar Wannabe.
Lan Qinyue stood up as her disciples walked off the stage. Although Einherjar Wannabe had defeated Zambrotta, he was not the only one who had done that, as Lan Qinyue had also defeated the Thunder Drum a long time ago. In other words, what drove Lan Qinyue to challenge Einherjar Wannabe was not his previous victory. Instead, it was the couple of drum beats that Einherjar Wannabe had made at the end of his last battle. As Lan Qinyue watched and listened to the drum beat, her intuition told her that she had to meet this mysterious fighter to seek the answer and truth.
Einherjar Wannabe walked onto the stage and studied the beautiful women. Although the countdown had already finished, neither of the fighters seemed to have the intention of making a move.
Lan Qinyue stared the old ghost back without saying a word, dragging out the silence.
”Little wrench, I am in a hurry here. So, I have only time for one of your songs.” The old ghost said impatiently. He never liked talking to women. Plus, there was something inside of this girl's eyes that had unnerved Mr. Wannabe.
Although Einherjar Wannabe's pompousness had caught Lan Qinyue by surprise, she didn't mind it, since the mysterious fighter's age had lent him credence to his superior wisdom.
”Moon Dust!”
Lan Qinyue's soul energy started climbing as she plugged the strings with her immaculate fingernails. Every plugging of the string sent a sound wave that was completely different, but equally deadly as that of Zambrotta's drum beats. The attack from the harp strings was much more pervasive, and therefore, harder to defend against. Already, the floor on the stage had started to disintegrate under the omnipresent energy from the harp.
Einherjar Wannabe's face turned serious right away, as he had sensed that this girl was not only more powerful than Zambrotta, she was very close to reaching the level of Super Einherjar.
The main theme that Lan Qinyue had woven into this song was the ”four immeasurables” taught in ancient canons. Such a highly spiritual theme had made the music devoid of any worldly pleasures.
Suddenly, Einherjar Wannabe clapped his hands loudly and broke the spell of the music, startling the harp goddess.
”I can't stand it! You are alive and well, so why do you have to be so pessimistic about the world. This is what happens when you are over thirty and still single, you turn into a pretentious nihilist! In my time, we called your kind Hippies! Einherjars are human too. They get married and have babies too! Get a life already!”
Lan Qinyue was stupefied by Einherjar Wannabe's outburst of scathing criticism. She had firmly believed that only by detaching herself from the world would she be able to advance to the next level of her cultivation.
Einherjar Wannabe gathered himself from his rage and said, ”Fine, fine, keep on going. I still have some time.” Mr. Wannabe was disappointed by the values of present-day top fighters. He wondered what had happened to the world that had made everyone so pathetic and fragile. He remembered that when he was young, all the Einherjars upheld more traditional values, and reveled in ”traditional activities” such as feasting and wh*ring wherever they went. Most important of all, no one complained about the world, since the world was simply a place to be conquered and enjoyed.