Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Soon, the scattered discussions gathered into a chaotic tide, which then escalated into a violent sea.
Everyone, even those who had supported other trump cards, those who had just lost a large sum of money on Ice Storm, and the wild boar people who did not belong to the Ironhide Clan, all jumped up from their seats.
They swung their arms around and used all their strength to cheer and applaud.
That’s right, Ice Storm had gone crazy.
However, was that not what the audience wanted to see?
No matter who the opponent was, the warriors were like crazy demons. They did not care about the consequences and crushed their opponents with unstoppable momentum, tearing them into pieces, mincing them into minced meat, and burning them into ashes.
That was true battle!
The audience had long been tired of the increasingly mediocre games.
If every battle had to be decided by the adjudicators instead of blood and death as in the past, why did they have to come all the way and squeeze into the cramped seats to watch children play House?
The hearts of most gladiators had long shifted to the five clans and the Battle of Glory.
Only Ice Storm still retained the most traditional and purest gladiator nature!
“Ice Storm! Ice Storm! Ice Storm! Ice Storm!”
For a moment, the female snow leopard warrior’s name exploded from the throats of the several dozen thousand spectators at the same time. It shook the entire audience and resounded through the clouds.
Amidst the passionate cheering, the banner that represented victory finally rose slowly.
The fully armed Casanova rushed onto the stage in exasperation, dragging the unconscious hippo warrior away in time to prevent the female snow leopard warrior from snatching away more totem armor fragments.
“Ice Storm, you’re crazy!”
Looking at Ice Storm’s two huge claws that were almost dragging across the ground, as well as the air holes on her armor that were still gushing with strong killing intent, Casanova was shocked and angry. He stared at Ice Storm as if he did not know who she was. “Do you know what you’re doing?”
“Yes.”
Under her silver mask, the female snow leopard warrior’s cold laughter could be heard. “I’m exercising my right as a winner to seize more power and glory.”
“You are asking for trouble, or even death!”
Casanova gritted her teeth and said, “It’s not enough that you provoked the Ironhide Clan last time? Now, you want all the hippo warriors to treat you as their mortal enemy?
“How many times have I told you that if you desire strength, you can accept my blood and join the Blood Hoof Clan. No matter how many resources or combat techniques you want, including the scraps of the ancient armor to upgrade your Mithril Ripper, I can give them to you. I can also ask the witch doctors and priests in the clan to help you integrate with the totem and become stronger in the safest way!
“You shouldn’t have acted on your own!
“After devouring two of such large totem armor pieces, your Mithril Ripper will definitely become a terrifying monster. It will devour your flesh and soul, turning you into an Origin Warrior.
“Even if you are lucky enough to survive, you have offended so many people. Even if I wanted to help you, I wouldn’t know how!”
Ice Storm looked at Casanova, and a faint sigh came from under the silver mask.
She seemed to be confused—what had she been afraid of in the past two years? Why did she feel suffocated and uneasy whenever she saw this guy, so much so that she allowed herself to be toyed by him?
“Thank you for your good intentions, Lord Casanova. However, there is one thing that I think you are mistaken about.
“Of course I desire strength, but I want to seize it with my own claws and sabers using the Turan way. I don’t want to rely on anyone’s gift,” Ice Storm said coldly.
“That’s right. Over the past two years in the Blood Skull Arena, I’ve received a lot of help from you, including assistance with upgrading my Ripper to the Mithril Ripper using armor scraps from the Blood Hoof Clan.
“Be that as it may, I have also won over a huge audience and gained plenty of benefits for the Blood Skull Arena with my proud battle record. I’m worthy of whatever I’ve received from you.
“We’re just collaborating with each other. I really don’t know what you mean by ‘taking matters into my own hands.’
“As long as I don’t accept your blood, I’m free.
“As long as I’m prepared to pay any price, I can go anywhere and do whatever I want, right?”
Casanova narrowed his eyes.
He could hear the hidden meaning behind Ice Storm’s words.
He could not believe his ears.
The eyes on the helmet of his totem armor, Lava’s Fury, suddenly widened, and a ruby-like blood substance seeped out.
Even the two huge bull’s heads that decorated both sides of the shoulder guards turned at the same time.
The three bull heads stared at Ice Storm.
“You want to leave?”
Casanova enunciated each word. “You want to leave the Blood Skull Arena?”
Ice Storm’s breathing stopped.
However, her feet were firmly planted on the ground by the frost. She did not even move a finger’s distance back. She gritted her teeth and said, “Before the Blood Bestowing Ceremony, I have no relationship with the Blood Hoof Clan. Whether I leave or not, it’s my prerogative!”
Casanova’s expression, which was hidden under the helmet, suddenly became extremely deep.
“I understand.”
The Blood Skull Arena’s judge set aside all his shock, as well as anger, and did not dwell on the topic anymore.
He changed the topic and coldly asked, “Ice Storm, the series of changes that have happened to you recently are related to that guy with black hair and black eyes, right?”
Ice Storm was shocked.
Although she had frozen her body in time.
The slight tremble on the tip of her claw still revealed the emotions in her heart.
Casanova already got his answer.
A smile appeared on his face again.
“Actually, it’s not that hard to guess.”
He slowly explained, “You are an outsider. You have no foundation in Black-corner City and have lived in the Blood Skull Arena for a long time. It’s impossible for you to get help from other forces besides the Blood Hoof Clan.
“As such, the series of incredible changes that have happened to you and your squad can only be because of a rat servant.
“Most of your servants are new recruits who have just been enlisted from the remote villages. From their appearance to their performance, they all fit the characteristics of the rat civilians. They are ordinary and not worth mentioning.
“Only the guy with black hair and black eyes survived such serious injuries and crawled out of the dungeon. He climbed all the way to the most sacred and dazzling ring in the Blood Skull Arena and became the most trusted person by the Frost Queen’s side.
“I don’t think that Ice Storm, who has always been as cold as ice and unwelcoming of strangers, would suddenly be interested in an ugly monster with black hair and black eyes.
“Tell me who he is.”
“He is my servant, and I am a free gladiator. He has even proven himself via my two consecutive victories. He is qualified to enjoy the rights that a warrior of Turan should enjoy!”
Ice Storm raised her voice. “Lord Casanova, listen to the cheers of the audience. You wouldn’t choose this time to attack the servant of a free gladiator, would you?”
The corners of Casanova’s eyes twitched slightly.
His eyes were really reminiscent of his name, contracting into two bloodthirsty battle axes.
However, some of the audience members had somewhat noticed the subtle atmosphere between the judge and the ace.
They realized that the two were not just talking about the outcome of the battle.
Casanova looked around.
Faced with the cheers, he took a deep breath and stepped back.
“Of course, you and the warriors under you are the Blood Skull Arena’s pride. How could I bear to tear my own ace down?”
Casanova said, “I just want to remind you that the Ironhide Clan seem to be planning something recently. They want to take back the totem armor from you with interest.
“Alright, now we may need to add the furious hippo warriors.”
“Promise me that you and your mysterious servant with black hair and black eyes will be careful. Don’t be destroyed by your own arrogance and recklessness, okay?”
“Don’t worry, Lord Casanova.”
Ice Storm said, “Once our enemies are all smashed into pieces and turned into rotten meat and mud, we will definitely try our best to live on and witness our true glory!”
“Lady Ice Storm!”
Not far away, Leaf shouted in a panic, interrupting their conversation. “Bad news. The Reaper is too heavily wounded. He appears to be dying!”
Deep inside the bronze tank filled with secret medicines, Meng Chao suddenly opened his eyes.
The liquid that was as thick as honey around him turned transparent at a speed visible to the naked eye as his 36,000 pores swallowed it crazily.
The spirit energy contained in the secret medicine was transferred to his body and turned into the brightest stars in his eyes, which were as deep as the night sky.
He sensed that his spirit meridians that had been damaged and withered were opened inch by inch.
The spirit energy network that was as complicated as a three-dimensional spider web was shining again in his internal organs.
Meng Chao grinned and smiled soundlessly.
Although the hidden wounds deep inside his cells and the evil energy that originated from Mother 1 had yet to be completely removed, the spirit energy in his body had not been completely removed yet.
Even “Lu Siya,” who had turned into a wild banshee with dark green skin and dark red hair, appeared in his nightmares every night. She would hug his thigh and refuse to let him go.
But in the end, he would crawl out of the abyss of death step by step.
He had the ability to challenge the fate of destruction again.
Moreover, the farther he was from Dragon City, the more excited he felt.
In Dragon City, he played the role of a guardian, a strong and heavy shield that could only passively defend against the attacks of abnormal beasts.
Even if he won every battle of wit and courage, he would still inevitably cause a lot of casualties, which made him quite unwilling and unhappy.
It was not that he did not like being a guardian.
Meng Chao just felt that the “guardian” gig was not all he had.
It was not even the role that he played best.
Apart from being a strong and heavy shield…
He should also be a thin, secretive, sharp and poisonous blade.
He should be the one to take the initiative.
He should take the initiative to attack and to decide when, where and how to stab the poison blade into his target’s most fatal point.
That was the real Meng Chao…
A Ghost Assassin who had walked through the flames of the apocalypse..