Lord of Plenty

Kun, who was sitting in the corner of the stands, dug his ears with his little finger in an ungracious way, turned his head and asked:

"Dawn, did you hear a salted fish squeaking?"

"Fish, squeaking fish, where did this fish come from?"

"Oh, maybe I heard it wrong."

The dazzling white light that exploded in the sky quickly dissipated, and the thick clouds were directly blasted open by the huge shock wave generated by the explosion of the spirit core.

Looking up, the hole in the center of the cloud layer just happened to see the blue sky with sunshine.

And the black clouds around the hole roared with thunder and lightning, which looked like a piece of the sky was pierced, which was inexplicably shocking.

"Who won?"

More than 100,000 spectators in the audience were all straining their necks to look up at the sky, looking forward to the survivors to clear their doubts.

However, there were only clouds that were slowly gathering in the sky, and there was no figure of any puppet, and not even a bit of debris fell.

Both seemed to have been evaporated by the terrifying explosion just now.

Kun could see clearly with the help of the Eye of Plenty,

After the explosion, some fragments of the spirit armor still flew out, but the alchemical puppet also had a back-up plan to die with the enemy.

A space exile spell directly swallowed all the fragments of the two, and naturally nothing was left.

Sure enough, he didn't know whether the art exploded or not.

But those who play with mechas and alchemical puppets have a special obsession with dragging the enemy to death together.

But it's good that the explosion of the spirit armor was exiled by space, and he didn't have to deal with those troublesome spirit pollution.

Without the power of the mother tree of abundance, it would be a troublesome job, and he was most afraid of trouble.

"What is this, a draw?"

The third prince Lasati was a little restless.

Did the marriage he carefully promoted fall through?

The prime minister of the Naji family said cheerfully:

"There is no such thing as a draw in the arena.

It is obvious to all that the knight of Her Royal Highness the Princess had a slight advantage before.

Although the result was a bit tragic, Her Royal Highness the Princess should be judged as the winner."

Wald's accompanying officials immediately expressed different opinions and insisted that this was a draw.

King Ophir was also a little surprised, but after all, he was an experienced king who had been sitting on the throne for nearly 40 years, so he casually threw the question out.

"Your Majesty Wald, what do you think we should do?"

King Wald had been clapping loudly after the two "puppets" fought desperately and both exploded in the sky, with an undisguised excitement and admiration on his face.

He was almost shouting like ordinary audiences.

It was as if the explosion was not his guard puppet, and the loss was not Altria's treasure.

The performance of a young king who was absurd and unruly, came to power at a young age, and won the country too easily was vivid.

"Didn't the Prime Minister say that there is no such thing as a tie in the Grand Arena?"

King Walder glanced at the expressions of the crowd, lingered on Dawn's face for a moment, and casually took out another identical alchemical puppet.

Ignoring the ugly faces of the people in Dansu, he said:

"Since this game is hard to decide, why not play another round until the winner is decided?"

The Queen's stand was silent, and the air seemed to be heavy as if it had solidified.

Although everyone knew that with the legendary alchemist of Altria, King Walder definitely had more than one alchemical puppet in his hand.

But before he really took out another identical one, everyone still had a fluke.

What if he really only had this one in his hand?

After all, it was a holy-level alchemical puppet, and the materials for making such a level of puppets were probably very rare.

Now that Dansu has paid such a huge price to destroy the first one, how can he destroy the second one?

Maybe the other party has hidden the third one?

But even if he finds a way to destroy them all, as long as the magic saint is still there, these puppets can be produced continuously.

This is the terrifying thing about a legendary alchemist.

Especially since the other party has the full support of the Altria royal family and has the huge resources of a country at his disposal.

This kind of terrifying thing is far beyond the comparison of any ordinary saint.

King Ophir, who has made a decision in his heart, nodded:

"Then let's have another match according to His Majesty Wald's wishes."

The king of Dansu has spoken, and the others on Dansu's side naturally have no objection.

A trace of sadness flashed across Catherine's face, but it disappeared immediately. She straightened her chest and said loudly:

"Then let's do as His Majesty Wald said, and play another game until the winner is decided!"

Turning around, Catherine looked at the edge of the stands, and the two players who were leaning against the corner of the fence and watching the plot as if no one was around, and asked:

"Two powerful and noble knights, who are willing to accept my title and help me win the next game?"

"Me, me, me!"

"Choose me, Princess, choose me!"

Seeing Catherine hesitate, Xia Xingtu and Xu Niangniang immediately started fighting.

"If you hadn't interfered and let me play, we would have won today's game long ago!"

"Everyone can talk nonsense, and I said that the opponent would kneel down as soon as I played. Is there any meaning?"

"Why is it meaningless? If you play, your winning rate is only 50-50. If I play, my winning rate is 73-70. Of course, I should be chosen to play."

"Bah, have some shame, is there a scientific basis for your winning rate? Mental arithmetic, I can do it!

Your Highness, my winning rate is 91-10. Choose me to play, I will win."

"..."

Seeing that the two people were arguing more and more fiercely and were about to fight, Kun coughed lightly.

The two of them were like being splashed with a basin of cold water, and they separated in a flash.

Don't get me wrong, the players don't care who you are, and the six gods won't work, and they will probably be given the middle finger.

Kun just controlled the intelligent brain to send some messages to the two people's "system".

"Ding~, the favorability of the Lord of Plenty to you has dropped by ten points!"

"Ding~, the favorability of Princess Catherine of Dansu to you has dropped by seven points!"

These are the favorability of important NPCs in the game. One is a professional player, and the other is also a master among the players. Naturally, they know how to choose.

It turns out that there is a knight controlling the big puppet!

The people in the Queen's stand suddenly realized that the powerful puppets like the one just now, Her Highness Catherine, could take out two more?

But didn't you see the fate of the previous knight?

He was blown to pieces without even a bone left.

You are still fighting so hard?

How noble they are, knights who are not afraid of death for honor!

Everyone's hearts were filled with emotion and admiration for the two warriors.

Even nobles have their own universal values, such as the honor of knights cannot be tarnished.

Because all nobles were knights at first.

To tarnish the honor that the knights exchanged their lives for is to tarnish their own honor.

Kun said that he didn't see the noble knights, but he saw two shameless players who had done whatever it took for the task rewards.

Because after some discussion, the conclusion given by these two guys was to let Walder take out another alchemical puppet for a fair 2V2.

Walder: Hmm?

Is there something wrong?

No, are you so anxious to return to the embrace of Hades?

Are you really not going to think about it again?

Really, think about it again. I beg you.

The atmosphere in the Queen's stand was extremely strange, and everyone was waiting for King Walder to take out the third alchemical puppet.

The original problem was kicked back to King Walder like a ball.

If Walder could not take out the third alchemical puppet, does it mean that Dansu actually has no need to fear Altria?

The other side has puppets, and we have knights.

The other side has a magic saint, and we also have a sword saint.

Besides, Dansu was originally stronger than Altria, and both the number of troops and the area of ​​​​the country were far greater than the other side.

Why didn't King Walder want to fight this battle, when he obviously had the upper hand in every aspect?

Pity that his people of Dansu would die in the cruel battlefield?

No, because he knew clearly that even if Altria would win in the end, it would only be an extremely tragic victory.

For both countries, there is no real winner.

That’s why King Walder was so active in coming to the capital of Dansu to stop the war.

If Dansu was just a small country with weak strength, Walder would not mind expanding his territory.

Expanding territory is a great temptation for everyone who sits in that position.

“Your Majesty?”

The accompanying official looked at King Walder with some concern.

Walder waved his hand to stop his subordinates from advising him, took a deep breath, and said with a look of regret:

"Since it is a fair match, the king has proposed another match, and Her Royal Highness can naturally propose a double match.

This is fair.

Then as the princess wishes, we will have a two-on-two double match.

The king is just a little regretful that such loyal knights have to fall here without showing their heroic figures on the battlefield. It's really a pity, it's a pity!"

"This..."

Catherine was a little undecided, and subconsciously glanced at Kun who was watching the show in the corner of the stands.

In general, the knights that Kun lent her were weaker than the alchemical puppets that Walder took out.

Even if it was a double match, the best result in the end would be to perish together.

Not to mention the loss caused by the destruction of puppets of this level, sending all such loyal knights to die like this would make even the most hard-hearted people hesitate.

But what kind of people are these people in the Queen's stand? They are all cunning people with eight hundred minds per person.

Although Catherine only took a glance, everyone reacted.

Those strange knights who suddenly appeared were not Her Highness Catherine's, but the person she was looking at.

Swish, swish, swish~

Dozens of eyes from the top leaders of the two countries gathered here.

Kun looked up at the sky calmly.

He ignored these burning or suspicious eyes.

You can guess whatever you want. Hey, this lord just doesn't admit it, what can you do to me?