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Latis pondered for a moment, then looked up and suddenly realized that the light that had been injected into Zot's body was still there. Not only had it not disappeared, but it had become even more intense.
boom!
During the observation, Zote was slammed into the ground by the enemy's powerful slashes, and a cloud of murky dust burst out amidst a violent tremor.
Latis narrowed his eyes slightly, and amidst the cheers and whistles of the audience, he saw an extremely intense beam of light descend from the sky and land on Zote.
click!
The heavy machete embedded in the ground suddenly emitted a teeth-grinding cracking sound. A broken wooden splinter emerged from the ground and struck the blade without any apparent cause. Immediately afterward, the machete snapped in two and flew straight away to the astonishment of the onlookers.
A dark figure leaped from the crater in the ground with a thud. In the brief moment of airtime, it gripped the wooden spike in its hand, pressed it against its waist, and pounced on the nearest enemy like a predatory beast, shouting viciously:
"Level 4 Combat Skill: Griffin-Style Aerial Stake Strike!"
……
……
bang bang bang...
A sound like pile driving suddenly rang out from outside the window, startling the mouse manager who was dozing off. He tumbled off the sofa with a thud.
"What are you doing? Have you gone mad?"
It got up from the ground, glanced at the sharp-beaked crow that was banging on the window outside, and shook its head while cursing.
"How many times have I told you not to hammer like that? Do you think this is a vocational training center? What's the point of just hammering away like that?"
Manager Rat muttered to himself as he leisurely took a cigarette from the table, sniffed it, then put it in his mouth, lit it, took a long drag, and slowly exhaled a light puff of smoke before holding it in his hand and strolling to the window.
bang bang bang...
The raven was still frantically pounding on the window, like a spring-loaded hammer. Manager Rat clicked his tongue, licked his large incisors, then put a cigarette in his mouth and cursed as he opened the window:
"You little bastard, what are you knocking for? Are you in a hurry to be reincarnated? You piece of junk..."
"There's something wrong with the fragment of the divine kingdom!!" The raven, not even waiting for the window to fully open, squeezed its head through the crack and got stuck, shouting loudly with its beak open:
"Zote's match has gone wrong! The power of the Divine Kingdom has gone wrong!"
"what?"
The mouse manager didn't react for a moment, until the raven repeated what it had just said three times in front of it. Then its eyes widened, its beak opened, and it let the glowing cigarette butt fall onto its feet, muttering in shock:
"what?!"
It swayed, then collapsed onto the desk with a thud. It quickly got up, turned, and ran towards the door, shouting:
"If you give me false information, you're finished today!"
The jay was still stuck in the crack of the not-yet-fully-opened window. It struggled for a moment, but sadly realized it couldn't escape at all, and could only scream loudly:
"There's something wrong with the arena! There's something wrong with the audience! It's over, it's all over!"
……
"Are the fragments of the divine kingdom rioting?"
Seeing the terrified expressions on the faces of the monsters standing guard at the top, Manager Rat instantly broke out in a cold sweat, his face turning deathly pale. He wiped the sweat from his brow with trembling hands, swallowed hard, and said nervously:
"You guys hurry up and check what the problem is. Also, remember to check that magic chamber. If it's affected too, then everything is really over. I... I'll go check the arena first. The Sharp-beaked Raven seemed to be saying something about something happening to Zote... Damn it, isn't this the championship match...?"
Its face was tense, and it turned around somewhat unsteadily, but it immediately regained its footing. However, the tail that kept trembling behind it completely betrayed its fearful heart.
Manager Mouse descended the stairs, step by step, towards the battleground on the ground floor. The sweat on his palms made the handrails incredibly slippery, so he gripped them tightly, forcing himself to remain calm as he made his way down a few floors. Suddenly, he burst into laughter:
"How could there be a problem? It's just a Zote. There have been so many challengers of all kinds before, and none of them could break the Colosseum's powerful dominance. What makes a Zote think he can do this?"
However, a drop of cold sweat instantly dripped from its face, falling to the ground with an unusually clear pattering sound.
wrong!
Generally speaking, the closer to the battlefield, the louder the screams and shouts of the audience become. Those ignorant mobs have repeatedly made Manager Mouse despise their rudeness and disrespect.
But why is it so quiet now?
The mouse manager stumbled and almost slipped, but managed to steady himself. However, the instep that had been burned by the cigarette butt earlier began to ache faintly from the salty sweat.
Everything was so quiet, including the footsteps of the demon guards who had been running around upstairs.
Manager Rat subconsciously looked up at the upstairs, then looked down again at the door that was already in the distance, took a deep breath, took a step, and plunged out.
hum...
With a slight tremor, a bright light shone like a spotlight on the manager's face. It screamed and covered its face, running towards the eaves. However, no matter where it ran, the spotlight followed it like a shadow, making it impossible for it to open its eyes.
"What is that flash of light...?"
After struggling for a while, the Rat Manager finally gave up trying to find cover with his eyes closed. Instead, he covered his eyes with his hands, opened them with difficulty, and looked through the bright light into the arena.
"What's going on with this venue...?"
It muttered something, then suddenly shuddered, instinctively took a step back, and slammed against the gate of the waiting area with a thud.
Before it, amidst the endless light, stood a small figure holding a broken wooden splinter. Upon closer inspection, it was none other than Zote!
Manager Rat's eyes widened as he glanced haphazardly at the silent monsters in the stands and the challengers lying not far from Zote. He instinctively stepped forward and shouted imperiously:
"Hey! Hey, you bug! What's going on?!"
"Oh, there's one more..."
Zuo Te turned around, and its empty eye sockets suddenly shot out two beams of light like flashlights. Under the gaze of those beams, the Rat Manager felt a sharp pain in his eyes, closed them, and cried out in alarm:
"You brat! What are you doing! I'm warning you, I..."
Before he could finish speaking, Zote casually swung his wooden spike forward. Immediately, a murky halo was drawn out of the Rat Manager as if it had been vacuumed. As the halo left, the Rat Manager trembled and collapsed to the ground unconscious.
……
"My mission is complete."
Zote watched the light-like object gradually descending from the sky, reached out and caught it in his palm, then turned to look at Latis and his teammates who were constantly observing him not far away, and said:
"I didn't expect that you guys could stay here for more than a day without being affected by this power. You're really something."
"Zote".
Latis crossed his arms, his expression slightly grave. He had just watched from the Dream Nail's perspective as Zote absorbed the light of the Colosseum step by step, first draining the enemy's energy, then the audience's, and finally even using his own powerful energy to activate some core of the Colosseum, directly absorbing all of the Colosseum's power.
“You just said this is your mission?” Radiston paused, frowning as he asked, “Didn’t you say before that you were born to win championships?”
"Well, that's my mission too."
Zuo Te coughed, pressed the wooden splinter at his waist, and muttered to himself while rubbing the light source in his hand:
"Don't you even know what 'mission accomplished' means? So what if I have several missions? I'm the great Zote... Wait, no!"
Zote's cries drew Latis's attention, and he was surprised to find that the light source in Zote's hand was rapidly merging into Zote's body.
In this situation, Latis instantly thought of something:
Perfect container!
He couldn't help but exchange glances with Jennifer and the others, and said:
"Didn't we say before that Zote was related to the perfect vessel? It seems that wasn't just a wild guess!"
“It’s absorbing that power of light!” Jennifer said gravely, “but it seems like it’s struggling to keep up!”
A slight cracking sound came from Zote's forehead. It let out a hoarse howl, then coughed and said:
"No, Lord Zote can no longer control the powerful force within him! Humans, if you don't want to die, you'd better leave now, or you won't even leave a complete corpse under my sword... Hmph!"
Endless light emanated from Zote. Latis reacted swiftly, stepping forward and drawing the Dream Nail, slicing through the veil between dream and reality with a single sword stroke.
A dazzling light suddenly shone, enveloping Latis in a dream.
……
……
"Next, let's welcome the two finalists of the championship match—"
"The Abyss Knight, the Wandering Seeker, the Invincible One—the legendary monster, Zote!"
"And... 'Thousand Refinements,' 'Evil Muscle Man,' 'Useless Club,' Latis!"
"Who will emerge victorious in this closely contested championship match? Let's wait and see in this fair and square battle!"
……
The host's opening remarks rang out from above. Latis opened his eyes, looked around at the audience above, and suddenly came to his senses.
"Wait a minute, how did I get on stage? Wait, what kind of titles do I have? Hey!"
Latis couldn't keep a straight face for a moment, especially after seeing several of his teammates in the front row of the audience, he was so embarrassed that he started digging his toes into the ground.
"Heh, I didn't expect my opponent this time would actually be you."
Zote's figure slowly appeared from the opposite side. With a bold, swaggering gait, it entered the arena amidst cheers from the audience and gracefully called out to Latis:
"In that case, let's settle this today, my nemesis."
"Who the hell is your nemesis?" Latis couldn't help but shout. "Don't get too cocky!"
"What are you mumbling about?"
Zote frowned and said loudly:
"Don't you want a fair fight with the great Zote, the strongest knight? You cowardly lizard! Draw your sword now!"
"You're so arrogant even in your dreams!"
Latis was furious. He pulled out the Dream Nail and shouted, "This is intolerable! This time, I will act on behalf of Heaven!"
"Oh? What dream?" Zote crossed his arms, glanced at the Dream Nail in Latis's hand, and sneered, "Trying to hit me with that little sword? Heh, first catch me with my agile movements! Flip, slide, and a salted fish thrust!"
"These are all my tricks!"
Latis took a deep breath, looked at Zote flying erratically in the sky, and suddenly seemed to understand something. His anger subsided, and he chuckled, saying:
"I was worried that I would be kicked out if I made too much noise in the dream, but now that I'm on the battlefield, I don't have to worry about those issues anymore."
"what?"
Zuo Te frowned slightly, but before he could ask any more questions, a deafening dragon roar suddenly rang in his ears, and then a tremendous force instantly pressed him to the ground.