"Well done." Sartre came over and praised him in a rare voice. Imrik's crisp casting movements and targeted spells made him very satisfied with this temporary teammate.
Above the Colosseum, people in the audience area burst into loud cheers. Some people bet on the victory of the Dark Blade in the peripheral opening bets. They were cheering enthusiastically, while some people were worried about their wealth and life.
On the contrary, it led to bankruptcy, and at this time, he was also shouting and cursing.
Leodi, who was on the high platform, was also very happy. He also bet a large sum of money on the victory of Dark Blade. As a manager who knew the inside information, this was a major channel for him to make extra money.
"Ladies and gentlemen! Let us congratulate the victory of the Blade of Darkness! At the same time tomorrow, please look forward to the second battle of the Blade of Darkness! The [Dark Blade] free viewing card will be released at the launch of the Colosseum
, as long as 299 gold coins, you can watch the game of Dark Blade all the way until the end! Interested customers are welcome to come and apply."
Leodi passionately stood on the high platform and announced to the audience the victory of Imric and Sarta. He was very satisfied with the combat effectiveness of the Dark Blade combination, especially the wandering mage. Originally, he did not pay much attention to each other, but
After this battle, the opponent's strength seems to be very good.
Many spectators on the high platform decided to buy this newly launched membership card at this time. Most of them were speculators participating in external gambling. A few spectators with sharp eyes and arcane knowledge recognized Imric at the last moment.
The spell he cast was [Dissociation Spell] with a level up to sixth level.
You must know that in the Colosseum, there are only one contestant who can cast sixth-level spells. A spellcaster of this level would condescend to participate in a duel. Many viewers were determined to pay close attention to this Dark Blade combination.
After the duel, Imrik returned to the Colosseum hotel to rest. As a replica, this body must rest well to recover its spell slots after a battle.
Moreover, Imrik also needed to prepare spell slots for the next day to cope with the battle. Sure enough, not long after, Sadao came to Imrik's room and said:
"Leo Di just came to tell me about our opponent tomorrow. You should prepare well."
Sadao informed Imrik of tomorrow's opponent in detail. The drow also saw after this battle that Imrik's strength should not be underestimated. He must focus more on protecting him.
on the position.
Imrik nodded. He actually had some guesses about Leodi's actions. In his opinion, managers like this usually manipulate the direction of peripheral betting. Leodi is now constantly feeding them information.
, will cause their winning rate to rise all the way, until everyone will buy the victory of Dark Blade.
"Should I buy some too." Imrik was quite greedy in his heart, but he also knew that such things were controlled by someone. If the bet was small, he would not like it at all. If the bet was too big, I'm afraid Li
Odie will immediately send out high-level mercenaries disguised as weaklings the next day to start a harvest.
The only way to make a sure profit without losing money is to place a bet on yourself and lose when you are hot, and then deliberately let it go. However, for Imrik, this is like losing watermelon and picking up sesame seeds. He has not forgotten that his purpose is to come here.
This is where we spy on the enemy.
The next day, Imric and Sartra once again entered the arena. Their opponents were slaves provided by two drow nobles - half-spider people.
The demi-arachnids and their ancestors were humanoid in form, but the forced servitude of them by the drow was not as simple as asking them to complete their work. The drow of Qid Nasad City selectively bred and transformed their bodies with magic.
Slaves, as a result of exploratory experiments, added a terrible and miserable "perfection" to them.
Eventually these mutations became permanent, resulting in a race of spider-like, four-armed humanoids that could construct structures with webs the same way humans construct structures with stone or wood.
In order to make the duel fair, Leodi even allowed the two half-spider men to come to the battlefield in advance and weave a large number of spider webs, taking full advantage of the combat environment.
Of course, this is mainly because of Leodi's absolute confidence in the Dark Blade. You must know that he informed the Dark Blade of the target information of the duel in advance. If he can still be defeated by two half-spider people, it is simply impossible.
It's worth the waste he packs.
Imric looked at the dense spider webs and the two half-spider men in front of him, raised a hand, and a subtle fire burned between his fingers.
He smiled and said: "It looks like there is going to be a charcoal grilled spider."
Imric cast spells frequently, and under the restraint of Sattva, various fire evocation spells carefully prepared in advance spewed out from his hands.
These spells not only burned out the spider webs, but also roasted the two half-spider men alive into charcoal, and they won the victory easily.
At the end of the battle, Sadao and Imric left the battlefield without looking back, leaving only a group of spectators on the high platform who eagerly shouted their names. Looking at their handsome exit figures, they were deeply impressed by the strength of the Dark Blade.
most of the audience.
In the next few days, with Leodi's inside information, Imrik and the two easily defeated their opponents. The reputation of the Dark Blade also grew, and the handicap placed bets on them to win.
The minimum has even reached 1:1.1, but even so, there are still a large number of viewers who vote for Dark Blade's victory and earn a small amount of gambling money.
Finally, a week later, the final championship game arrived.
"Tomorrow is the championship match. I heard that a noblewoman from the first noble family will come to watch. How about it? Are you sure about it?" Satao asked. He was a little nervous at this time. Although he and Imric had not been defeated along the way, for Sarta, who was used to considering everything carefully, this darkness before the dawn was the most breathtaking thing for him.
Not angry.
Imric raised his eyebrows. The noble daughter of the first noble family. It seems that her opportunity has come, but the difficulties she will face tomorrow may not be that easy.
He smiled and said: "Of course, did Leodi say who his opponent will be tomorrow?"
Satao nodded and seemed a little relaxed and said: "Two ninth-level warriors, a gray dwarf and an orc, there should be no problem if you be careful."
Imrik chuckled, with a hint of pity in his eyes, and he said meaningfully: "Just pretend that this news doesn't exist."
There was a trace of doubt in Satao's eyes, and then he seemed to be thinking too much, and said with a trace of concern and fear on his face: "You mean he is lying to me? Why would he lie to me?"
Imrik's hand knocked rhythmically on the wooden table in the room, and he said expressionlessly: "Do you know what the odds are for us to win tomorrow?"
"1:1.05." Satao replied dully, as if he didn't want to believe what he thought of.
"As for the odds of our failure, do you know what they are?" Imrik continued to ask.
Sattva lowered his head and said dejectedly: "1:15"
Imrik looked at him and said softly: "There is a high probability that we will not be able to survive the opponent he arranged for us."
Satao lowered his head and shook his head. He knew in his heart that Imric was telling the truth. With such attractive odds, how could Leodie Zhou Papi not be tempted? No, or rather, he was too
The momentum building and information feeding in the past days are all for tomorrow’s harvest.
Satao smiled bitterly. He originally had some illusions. He imagined that he could stand out and be valued by the nobles of Eredelin City. From then on, he would have no worries about food and clothing, so that Crack and No. 46 could live a life without having to travel around.
.
"Hey." Looking at the decadent Sarta, Imrik also sighed. He was also very distressed. He didn't expect that Leodi would come up with such a cool idea to make money, which made his plan of sneaking into the top management of Drow come to an end.
Might be in trouble.
It was also the Dark Blade of Sadao's reputation here that caught his attention. If Imrik himself participated in the 1v1 competition, I am afraid he would not have suffered such a plot.
Imric lowered his head and looked at the magic equipment on his body. He knew that tomorrow's turning point would be the equipment that stores advanced spells. He was particularly lucky now. Apart from using [Dissociation] for the first time, he had not
No other magic equipment was used, otherwise I'm afraid Leodi would be included in the calculation.
"However, [Dissociation Technique] may also attract the attention of the other party." Imrik thought in his mind that Leodi would definitely notice the effect of the Dissociation Technique. In order to ensure that he and Sarta can be defeated, tomorrow's opponent must
He is a strong person who can reach at least level 11.
Although level 11 means reaching the rank of [Kingdom Master], strong men of this level rarely participate in duels in the Colosseum, but he knows that Leodi will definitely spend his own money to hire adventurers in order to harvest huge gambling funds.
Those who participated, and even the information about myself and Sattva, may have been completely sold at this time.
Imrik looked at Sadao and comforted him: "Don't worry, believe me, we have no chance of winning. Don't let this matter sap your fighting spirit, otherwise we will really have no chance."
He must cheer up Sattva. Only by letting Sattva focus on protecting him can he have a chance to deal with tomorrow's opponent.
Satao raised her head and smiled bitterly and said: "I'm not that useless. I'm going to give up without even trying. No matter what, I will fight to the end tomorrow."
At the end of the sentence, drow's eyes glowed with firm and blazing flames. His strong will has always been his greatest weapon. Otherwise, he would have had no chance to survive the years of being a slave, nor would he have been able to find a chance to regain his freedom.
As long as there is a chance, he will not give up.
Imrik nodded with satisfaction. His heart was full of fighting spirit at this time. Even Sattva, who was trapped in life and death, was determined to fight. What reason did he have to be afraid?
Tomorrow, he will let Leo Di know what it feels like to go bankrupt.
The tiefling manager's obstruction of his plans had aroused Imric's anger, and he was determined to wait until the day when Eredlyn City was conquered to extract this tiefling's soul and turn his body into ashes.