Chapter 508 The strong gather together

In any case, with the efforts of Linya and the others, in just three days, the competition for tens of thousands of adventurers was assigned as scheduled, and the countdown to the competition gradually entered.

The only unexpected thing during this period was that Lal and the others finally arrived in Kurast. After hearing the news about the martial arts tournament, they hurried back, taking Aunt Lisa with them.

"This kid actually got seasick, causing us to stay in Kurast for three more days."

When talking about why it took more than two months to arrive in Kurast, Lal slapped Doug hard on the shaved head and still said angrily.

During this voyage, they had great luck. Surprisingly, they never encountered a storm. Even Doug, who was as strong as an ox, unexpectedly got seasick.

"Ugh, brother, stop talking about the boat, or I'm going to vomit again." Doug, who seemed to have lost a lot of weight, turned green after hearing Lar's words, and looked like he was about to vomit.

It's already reached the point where the conversation is getting ugly.

The slutty Geoff told us privately that Doug's seasickness was purely accidental and was rare among barbarians, and he tried to draw a clear line between him and him on the grounds of humiliating barbarians.

On the second day after Lal and the others came back, the martial arts tournament also officially started. Adventurers swarmed outside the camp early in the morning, and many adventurers were even already camping outside.

For a moment, the camp that was crowded with people yesterday suddenly became deserted. Not even a single adventurer could be seen on the entire street, which seemed particularly abrupt.

But on a flat grassland ten miles away from the camp, nearly a hundred thousand adventurers gathered. The wave and momentum made people feel like they were on the scorching Lugaoin Desert, and breathing became difficult.

Even if there is a malicious guess that the three Baal brothers suddenly descended here and threw energy bombs down, I am afraid that the entire adventurer power in the Dark Continent will suffer a devastating blow and will be difficult to recover within a hundred years.

But this situation is just something to think about. I heard from Akara that for this competition, the angel clan sent dozens of angels, and they were managed by two angels with two wings, second only to the four demon kings.

There was even a four-winged angel sitting behind him, but if the angel stayed in the Dark Continent for a long time, his power would continue to be depleted. The stronger the power, the greater the loss, so the four-winged strong man did not appear in front of everyone, and only talked to everyone.

After meeting Akala once, he hurried back to the "backstage" to perform remote operations.

With such strength, not to mention that the three Barr brothers cannot cross the space barrier and reach the first world. Even if they do, they are just asking for trouble.

The mist and dewdrops on the grassland in the early morning have long been dispersed by the enthusiasm of the adventurers. When a ray of sunlight from the sky shines over, in the eager eyes of tens of thousands of adventurers, there is an angel praying carved on the top of the door, and an angel praying on the bottom.

The ancient huge stone door carved with the church's teachings suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

The huge stone gate, exuding a simple and sacred aura, appeared out of thin air on the empty grassland. It was a hundred meters high and more than ten meters wide. In the shocked eyes of the adventurers, it made a rumbling sound.

, the gap slowly opened, and dazzling white light projected from inside, as if a second sun appeared.

When the stone door was fully opened, the adventurers were shocked again. What appeared inside the stone door was a vast and boundless grassland. This grassland was divided into pieces in an orderly manner, and a huge stone sculpture ring was erected on each piece.

Square and neat, the majestic and majestic sight is simply difficult to describe in words.

Here is the giant magic space arena opened up by the angel tribe using space magic.

After being shocked for a while, the adventurers began to file into the venue, and whispers like this could be heard from time to time.

"Damn it, these guys from the Angel Clan are so rich..." An adventurer was jealous.

"Yes, I heard that they spent ten perfect gems and hundreds of flawless gems to build the magic circle to open up this space battlefield. I don't know if it is true or not." The adventurer next to him drooled.

"I x, why don't we just find an open space to deal with it and give us those gems as rewards." Another adventurer was indignant and lamented that he had lost his fortune.

"You're wrong to say that. If we don't make a big scene, how can they suppress us? It's all about face." The adventurer thought more deeply.

"If you can go and rob the Angel Clan, you'll be rich." Obviously, the person who can say such a thing must be a barbarian adventurer.

"I heard that the women of the Angel Clan are extremely beautiful, hehe..." A piece of lewd laughter rang out.

Hearing this, I can only sweat. The fearless character of adventurers can be seen from these people. For ordinary people, just hearing the word "angel" will make their legs weak.

They are the only ones who dare to think about the Angel Clan's wealth at this time.

"Could this magic space battlefield be demolished by these guys?" I turned back to look at Akara, expressing serious affirmation of the destructive power of these adventurers.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Even if hundreds of pseudo-domain experts fight inside, they can't tear it down. This is a magic space array built according to domain-level strength, hehehe~~~"

A few of us stood high on the grassland, looking at the adventurers below who were filing into the gate, and then the leader, Akara, who was leaning on a cane, responded with a smile.

On both sides of us are the alliance elder Kane, the old drunkard, the elf elder Leighton, the "former" dwarf king Muradin of the dwarf tribe, the little fox Lucia of the fox tribe, and the smirking prince Ke of the werewolf tribe.

Reese, in addition, there are representatives of the barbarians and Amazons. I didn’t remember their names. Anyway, Akala is dealing with them.

It can be said that high-level representatives of all races on the mainland have gathered here. Looking at the gorgeous opening ceremony prepared by the Angel Clan for us, many old and young foxes present may have their own plans in mind regarding the strong strength shown by the Angel Clan.

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Sure enough, I am the only one with the purest thoughts here.

"Great Elder Akara, should we go in and take a look too?"

Lucia, this stunning little fox, began to wagging her tail restlessly and suggested. As a representative of the fox tribe, she still tried her best to put on a serious face, and she really concealed a bit of flattery.

And showed the noble and elegant temperament of Princess Tianhu.

However, that big brown tail that is always wagging restlessly betrays her active character. Look at the Smiling Prince, he also has a tail, and his tail is so peaceful and drooping.

Stay on.

"It seems that Her Royal Highness Lucia can't wait any longer. Okay, let's go in and have a look together."

Akara smiled and nodded to the other clan representatives. After receiving everyone's smiles and approval, he followed the old drunkard's lead and headed towards the gate in a mighty manner.

"You bad guy, are you taking your time and not worrying about the competition?"

I was curiously looking at the angel door in front of me when a charming voice came from the side. When I turned around, I saw that it was a little fox. I didn’t know when it was a few steps behind the others. It was holding its little hands behind its back and wagging its soft tail, pretending to be serious.

Started talking to me.

"What are you afraid of? Aren't there still several days until the Harrogas-level competition? Even then, it won't be our seeded players' turn to play."

I smiled easily and responded with a natural expression. The first day of the competition started with the camp-level adventurer competition. This was also to take care of these novices.

Otherwise, if the camp-level adventurer competition and the Harrogas-level competition are put together, who else will watch the camp-level adventurer competition? I am afraid that even the contestants themselves will be absent-minded and want to take a peek.

Let’s gain some experience in the competition between Logas-level powerhouses.

Therefore, this space is divided into so many arenas. This is why the competition between camp-level adventurers does not have much movement. The arena is one thousand square meters, which is enough for them to toss around.

As we go to the back, these arenas will gradually merge. By the time of the final Harrogas-level sixteen competition, they will be merged into a giant arena of more than 100,000 square meters, allowing all adventurers to have a glimpse of the sixteen arenas.

The demeanor of the last strong man.

"Hmph, you're not crying until you see the coffin." The little fox sneered at my statement, snorted a few times, and couldn't help but put his little head forward and continued.

"Do you know how many powerful people have emerged this time? The great elders of the clan are all worried about the seed players in their clan, fearing that they will not be able to win a single game."

"It won't be that exaggerated."

I thought about it and suddenly felt that what the little fox said made sense. The seed players represent the top 16 players. Are those who can enter the top 16 weak players?

There are several strong people I know now, Sister Sharna is the first one, and there is also Paladin Carlos. I don't want that guy to lose in the middle, and it's unlikely.

There is also the murderer of my sister’s tribe, the mysterious mage, who is also a pseudo-domain level master. I know that there are these three strong men who are definitely qualified to win the top sixteen, plus other hidden secrets.

Guys, seeded players of all races, tsk tsk, their future is really worrying.

Seeing me looking thoughtful, the little fox also leaned forward with his curvy front half. In front of me, the smile in the corners of his eyes naturally exuded an alluring charm, making the passing adventurers look at me with side glances.

"How's it going? You know how powerful you are. Let's see if you, a bad guy, dare to be proud. You said it yourself, in terms of strength, you can only be considered among the top ten in the first world."

"I know, thank you for worrying about this little fox, but shouldn't you remind the seed players of your own clan to be more practical?"

Seeing the little fox leaning over and looking at me, with concern in her eyes, I couldn't help but smile, and reached out to rub her fox ears gently.

"I...I'm not worried about you, I just can't see you being so complacent, as if you can definitely win." The little fox swished my hand away, retracted his body, crossed his arms and folded his hands heavily.

He turned his head and hummed.

"Yes, yes, how could the incomparably noble His Highness Tianhu do such a troublesome thing of alerting the enemy?" Seeing that this little fox was becoming arrogant again, I could only keep nodding in agreement, and put this little fox behind.

Small thoughts are received from the bottom of my heart.

Thanks to the reminder from the little fox, because of the special weapons of Vilas and the others, and the return of Lal, I had almost forgotten about it. I finally thought about it again with the old drunkard about asking about the mysterious mage. Let’s take a look.

There was an old drunkard walking at the front with a careless look on his face. I secretly made up my mind to catch up and find out what happened.

"By the way, where are your wives? Why didn't you come with them..."

"Today is the first day. The elders of all races visited together. They didn't want to attract attention, so they didn't come. The camp-level competition is not interesting. Speaking of which, what about White Wolf and the others..."

"The reason is the same as yours..."

While the little fox and I were secretly saying this behind the scenes, the elder team had already entered the competition venue, and many people were already surrounding each arena.

Although it was only a camp-level competition, the contestants only used first- and second-level skills, and their combat skills were beyond the discernment of those high-level adventurers, but everyone had a fresh idea and watched it with great interest.

Those adventurers who were impatient and really couldn't stand it were jumping up and down on the playing field like monkeys. They probably wanted to test how vast this space was. There were also some boring ones among the adventurers.

The game still adopts the half-health system that is common in arena games. The first person whose health points are reduced to half will lose. After slowly walking around with these old guys, the old drunkard walking at the front, and me and I walking at the back

The little foxes all began to yawn, their eyes rolled, looking for opportunities to escape.

"By the way, where are the angels? Where are those angels? Why can't I see any of them?" I asked suddenly.

"Today is the first day. They are still checking and monitoring the operation of various magic circles. Why, Wu, are you very interested in them?" Akara turned back and glanced at me.

"Absolutely. I haven't seen angels yet, and I always want to see what they look like." I scratched my head and smiled honestly.

"Don't worry, they will appear in a few days. And when the game is over and the champion appears, the four-winged angel may also appear. You have to watch carefully then."

Akala suddenly broke the news. Not only me, but also other elders around me were shocked. The four-winged angel was a first-level existence of the great demon Baal.
To be continued...