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As night falls, the direction of the arena is bustling and brightly lit, and the bright lights are as if they want to compare with the 'Sunwell' that shines like a fireball above the palace in the middle of the floating island. .
At this time, in a combat preparation room for players to rest, there were Emperor Barnhart of the Rekart Empire, Leon, the leader of the Blue Dragon Knights, Eggbert, the leader of the Black Dragon Magisters, and Varga, the leader of the Flame Dragon Corps. The five of them, Si and Imelda, the female commander of the Ice Dragon Legion, were sitting in their respective positions in silence, looking at each other.
They were in no mood to care about the commotion outside. It was easy to see from their faces that they seemed to be worrying about something, and they were not in a good mood.
Come to think of it!
So far, from being full of confidence when they first arrived, to being a mess after the game, what will be the outcome in the future? Several of them, including the arrogant Emperor Barnhardt, are actually I already had some expectations in my heart.
It’s no wonder that even they didn’t expect that the strongest knight of their Rekart Empire, Leon of the Blue Dragon Knights, was eliminated before he could enter the top thirty-two. And the leader of the Black Dragon Mage Group, the so-called Egbert, the strongest black mage in the empire, was even more miserable. He was knocked out by a little girl on the first day. In addition, Vargas was eliminated later, so that now the empire only has Emperor Barnhardt, who was lucky enough to be promoted, and Imelda, who has never met any strong opponents, are just two people.
However, the remaining two are basically useless.
Because, it is still unknown how far the two of them can go forward and how many rounds they can compete in the competition.
Anyway, the five people present are all tacitly aware that their empire probably has no chance of winning the championship.
Although Emperor Barnhart has extraordinary bravery, he is only a warrior after all. If he takes it seriously, he probably can't even defeat Leon, let alone some powerful opponents who can KO Leon. .
As for Imelda…
Not to mention, because she was just lucky!
These days, she basically didn't put in much effort. The opponents she encountered were either too weak or too easy to be restrained. In addition, she had two byes in the middle, so she made it to the top 32 in a muddle, which made the opponent she encountered at the beginning Egebert, a powerful enemy, looked at him with disdain.
But good luck is of no use. In Egbert's opinion, Imelda probably won't last long.
Either he will be kicked out in the knockout round tonight, or he will be in the top 16 in the next game!
After all, Imelda's strength is there, and the opponent is just an ordinary great magician who is far inferior to even Egbert. When facing opponents who are almost all powerful enemies, , what’s the use of having good luck?
The next competition will all rely on strength. Even Emperor Barnhardt is about to be eliminated. How long can she keep going?
"Everyone..."
At this time, maybe you see that morale is low, maybe you see that the atmosphere here is not very good, which is not good for the next game?
Then, Emperor Barnhardt suddenly stood up and spoke:
“To this day, it’s useless to say more!”
"We just have to fight to the death!"
"It's good to win, but it doesn't matter if you lose, as long as you have a clear conscience!"
Barnhardt first looked around and stood up, looking at his four favorite generals. Then, he deliberately spoke loudly in that relaxed tone.
Obviously, he himself felt that his chances of winning were getting slimmer and slimmer.
Nowadays, he has worked hard to reach the top 32. The next battle will definitely not be easily passed with extraordinary courage or experience. For this, he has already prepared accordingly. Some people are mentally prepared and intend to face that bad outcome.
Besides, even if his empire stops its pace of expansion and accepts peaceful adaptation, they will still be one lord and can still retain most of their power and wealth. In this regard, the Azeroth Empire has sent people to contact them in advance. The other party has no aggressive intentions and does not want their empire to fight to the death. And that, this is how Barnhardt behaves now. It's a relatively easy reason.
"Imelda, what's up, are you confident?"
First, he boosted his morale, and then, regardless of whether it was useful or not, Barnhardt looked at Imelda, who had advanced with him.
"I?"
"I don't know. If you're lucky enough, I think it should be no problem, right?"
Imelda slumped her shoulders, folded her arms, and made the pair of murderous weapons in front of her become more violent. She said indifferently.
Anyway, it doesn't matter to Imelda herself. She has never had the ambition or expectation to win the final victory. Therefore, without any burden in her heart, she just regards this competition as a way to train herself and perfect her magic. It's just a way of doing things. As for winning or losing, she no longer cares about it.
"Hahaha!"
"This is to the point, Imelda, you are indeed very lucky!"
"Not like me..."
"I met a stalker in the last game and beat me completely."
"cough……"
At this time, Vargas' bald brother also intervened.
He was eliminated when the top 64 advanced to the top 32, and his opponent was a stalker. The opponent was very cunning. He became invisible at the beginning of the game and escaped into the shadows. Although he had always had a lot of Be careful, and tried to force the other party out, but failed in the end.
Although he was on the verge of death by a set of assassination attacks by the opponent, he burst out with divine power, but in the end, the cunning enemy retreated at the first touch, not giving him any chance at all, and just hid again, And until he ran out of blood and fell to the ground on his own.
"If you can meet that bastard, you must remember to avenge me!"
"I know."
"A mage like you must have a way to pull him out of the shadows, right?"
Immediately afterwards, Vargas explained that he hoped that Imelda could avenge him and help him repair the stalker who beat him so much that it was best to give him a serious beating. out.
"There's no hope for her!"
"Vargas, you'd better save yourself."
However, before Imelda could speak, Egbert on the side slowly shook his head and said so firmly.
"oh?"
"Why?"
Vargas was a little puzzled. He grabbed his brother's bald head and asked angrily.
"Tonight's game..."
"Who is Imelda's opponent?"
"I remember, he seems to be a mage too?"
"Is the other party very powerful?"
At this time, Leon seemed to hear the implication of Egbert, so he directly asked about the key content.
"That's right..."
"That's a witch named 'Hermione Granger'."
"I heard that she comes from another world different from the world of Azeroth."
"besides……"
"She seems to be that little girl's student as well. I'm afraid she won't be easy to deal with."
Egbert said solemnly.
You know, he himself was defeated by a student of that little girl, and now, Imelda, who is not very good at magic, and must be worse than him anyway, is facing that little girl again Another student, and the little witch has been performing very well in the competition so far, with various magics coming out endlessly. She seemed to be playing well at the beginning, and her magic power is also very powerful, so he is really a little bit weird. Too optimistic about Imelda.
In his mind, Imelda should be eliminated tonight.
And if their Emperor is also eliminated, then all of their Rekart Empire will be eliminated tonight and will miss the top 16. Just thinking about that scene makes Egbert feel a little sad. Incessantly.
However, that is actually good.
By then, they should shift their focus, completely put aside the issue of the game, and prepare to negotiate with the representative of the Azeroth Empire, and talk about the vital interests of their imperial nobles and people. The problem.
"snort!"
"Not only is it difficult to deal with, it is very difficult to deal with!"
Before Vargas and Leon asked, Imelda, who was standing aside with her arms folded, smiled coquettishly and sighed as if she was mocking herself.
"but……"
"I can also see that the little witch's combat experience is still lacking. That is my only chance."
"She is very young and very talented. That is her strength, but it is also her weakness. She is too young!"
"Anyway, I will do my best!"
Imelda has obviously carefully studied the information about her opponent, so she has a little confidence in the upcoming promotion match.
Although, it’s actually just a little bit, not too much?
"Anyway!"
"It's better to be careful."
"Her magic power is stronger than yours, and since she is young, she will definitely recover faster than you, as well as her physical strength. So, try not to give her any chance to breathe, and just hit her hard in one go!"
"If you can disrupt her rhythm, then you have a chance to advance to the next round?"
First he nodded, then shook his head, and then, Egbert was so old-fashioned and gave what he thought was feasible advice.
Although, it seems a little unconvincing for him, a player who was eliminated in the first round, to say something like that?
"Leon!"
"What do you think?"
Vargas looked at Leon aside and asked.
"I have no idea!"
"I'm a knight, not a mage."
Leon, who was dumbfounded, was noncommittal and didn't want to answer Vargas' question.
He only knows that he is a knight and a warrior. If he faces a mage, he must close the distance as quickly as possible. As long as he does not give the other party the space and time to cast spells, he You can kill the opponent with the sword in the shortest time!
As for how one mage fights another mage, that kind of thing is not something he can interrupt. Therefore, in order not to mislead or trouble Imelda, Leon felt that he and Barga Is it better for the two of them to just shut up?
"Well?"
"Is the game about to start?"
"good!"
"Imei, it's time for us to go."
"You guys, just wait here for the good news of our triumph!"
After seeing that the time for the game had come and two portals appeared in the preparation room, Emperor Barnhardt stopped talking, picked up his big sword and put it on his shoulder, and then patted him affectionately. After patting Imelda on the back as an encouragement, Bento walked to his portal first.
"His Majesty……"
"Maybe it's bad news?"
"All right!"
"That's it!"
Imelda slumped her shoulders and gave a charming smile to Leon who showed concern and Vargas who smiled naively. Then she waved towards Egbert and then walked to her portal. inside.
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Ten minutes later, the game started on time.
However, in other competition venues, when the players were fighting so fiercely that their blood was bursting and their heads were about to fly out, here at Imelda, it was unusually peaceful.
Because, in the middle of this arena, there was only Imelda standing impatiently in her own position with her arms folded, and her opponent, the position that originally belonged to 'Hermione Granger' But it was empty.
Naturally, that's not because the opponent used some incredible invisibility spell, but because from the beginning of the game to now, the opponent has not appeared at all!
"..."
Therefore, after waiting for a long time, Imelda gradually became a little confused.
"Hello!"
"Referee, what's going on?"
For a long time, Imelda, who didn't know what happened, and didn't know why her opponent hadn't appeared yet, finally became impatient, and began to yell angrily, and directly summoned the referee.
"Where is my opponent?"
"Where is she?"
"Who is this general competing with?!"
Commanding the Ice Dragon Legion, Imelda has killed countless people in these years of expeditions to the north and south. Imelda, who has always been arrogant and fierce in doing things, felt that she had been slighted and insulted. Therefore, holding back the anger in her heart, she became fierce Di gritted his teeth and asked the honest panda referee who appeared on the field.
"Please be patient."
"Player Imelda..."
"Your opponent may be late, but..."
"According to the rules of the conference, if your opponent does not show up within half an hour, it will be deemed as an automatic forfeit?"
"At that time, you will be promoted directly."
"Farewell!"
After saying that, the pandaren referee bowed to Imelda and finished his explanation. Before she could ask any more questions, he slowly disappeared again.
"Tsk!"
"Half an hour?"
Frowning, Imelda thought for a moment, then looked in a certain direction high up in the arena.
There, there is a huge timing machine, that thing called a clock tower. At this time, the time above shows that half of the half hour has passed. Therefore, as long as she waits for the same amount of time, victory will be immediate. Belongs to her.
"All right!"
"I have a hunch..."
"Today, things may go smoothly unexpectedly?"
After knowing how long she would have to wait, Imelda laughed and laughed at herself.
Then, being extremely bored, she continued to stand there with her arms folded, and began to think about things out of boredom.
Just like...
She was thinking, why did her opponent not show up? Was there something important, or was it because he was afraid of her, the powerful magician Imelda?
But no matter what the reason was, Imelda only knew that she didn't mind being 'byed' again. Anyway, she had already experienced similar things twice, and tonight, she obviously didn't mind going again. It wasn't difficult to experience it once, she was already used to it.
"Why......"
"What a charming night..."
Looking at the filled-in red moon, Imelda smiled charmingly and smoothed her curly golden hair.
At this time, there were fewer and fewer people in the auditorium. Obviously, those people did not have the patience to wait with her. However, she did not mind and was prepared to enjoy the beautiful moonlight tonight alone.
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