Witch, Fireball and the Evil God of Steam
Chapter 999 - 226: Do You Have Anything to Say? (Part 2)
Little Dark was very optimistic about the human who lost 27 times in a row, and even when all their chips were gone, still clamoring they could use their clothes as collateral, decided to invite them again for tonight's card game.
As for Ethan.
He had already been blacklisted from the card table by her.
Bridge was taught to them by Ethan, and Little Dark strongly suspected Senzi had mastered some cheating techniques unknown to them; otherwise, how could anyone win all night?
Just as Little Dark was about to tell Ethan about her new-found card friend, she sensed a disturbance from the hotel rooftop.
Thus, the news of Ethan's duel with Lindong at the top of the hotel spread throughout Oasis City and even the entire world. Within half an hour, it reached the ears of the academy's dean, who was over eighty years old. He jumped up from his chair, so anxious that he paced back and forth in his room.
He only regretted not mastering the secret of spatial teleportation spells, unable to personally come to Oasis City to witness this battle between possibly the two strongest Elemental Shapers in the Sixth Epoch or even history.
Even just a glimpse of the exquisite magic used in their battle would save many Elemental Shapers years of detours.
The old man could only tearfully entrust the roaming Wind Elemental in the academy to record first-hand information on-site.
If he could obtain this information, it would settle his academic research for the coming years.
"Stop."
Meanwhile, Mary, personally guiding three people in Upper City, also heard the news, and her lips couldn't help but rise.
Although Senzi had said he wouldn't help with this matter, he was ultimately a soft-hearted person despite his harsh words, and not long after returning, he hinted to her in this way.
"You, come with me."
"Where to?"
Sariman asked in confusion.
Their progress was very slow; the knowledge Mary imparted was too profound, and he had meditated all morning without grasping the key to connecting with magic power. Leon and Grave were in the same situation, and the path of the Truth Society differed from the orthodox magic profession.
"Go witness, go experience it."
Mary smiled and said, "It's a duel between the world's strongest."
Though Senzi usually dislikes engaging in physical altercations, he completely lives up to such praise.
Senzi once dissolved her strongest magic in the Imperial Capital, and in Mary's mind, he had long reached the same level as Bazatous and the other Evil Gods.
Witnessing a duel of this caliber could also broaden the views of the three.
Mary recalled Ethan mentioning in a recent conversation that when power reaches a certain level, imagination becomes particularly important β Ethan's creation of the "Flour Element" was the best example, an Elemental Elf never recorded by the academy, a completely unknown entity.
"Speaking of which, I haven't formally introduced Senzi to you."
"I've heard a bit about him."
Leon said.
Although most of what could be accessed in the Far West were the empire's scandals, he could sense Pope Carlo's attention and apprehension towards Ethan. He had always regarded Ethan as a hypothetical enemy, collecting the Goddess's relics and allying with all factions in the Far West for a common purpose β to defeat Ethan head-on in battle.
Though Carlo had never admitted it, judging by his actions, it's easy to infer that Carlo believed they needed to rely on the true power of the Goddess of Life to contend with Ethan.
This also explained the fall of the Holy City and Carlo's death.
His relentless excavation of the Goddess's relics led to backlash, fulfilling his desire to summon the Goddess but also awakening other things.
"Your understanding of Ethan isn't even one ten-thousandth accurate." π§π³π¦β―ππ¦π·π―ππ£π¦π.πΈπ°π
Mary thought this couldn't be blamed on Leon; after all, who could imagine a human chatting amiably with Evil Gods?
They climbed the stairs up the hotel until reaching the top floor.
Upon arrival, the duel site was already crowded with many people.
Members of the Sub-human Chamber of Commerce, a few incarnations of natural elements, were standing foremost among them a twin-tailed girl. Seeing Little Dark, Sariman was slightly stunned, the shame of losing all the chips last night still fresh in his mind.
He also saw a Sub-human woman with seven eyes in the crowd.
"Keep your eyes wide open; you are about to witness the most important battle of this epoch..."
Mary's excited introduction stuck in her throat.
Senzi was indeed engaged in a battle, and judging by the scene, he was at an absolute disadvantage β lying on the ground facing upwards, pinned down by Lindong who was restraining his left arm, her long legs clamped around his chest, immobilizing him.
Mary's lips moved, her eyelids fluttering furiously, "Most important...what was it again?"
"Senzi, quick, aim for her center lane!"
Little Dark waved her fists, cheering for Ethan, slipping in a personal vendetta. As someone with a flat chest, she'd long been displeased by Lindong's ample bosom; whether Senzi won wasn't important, but giving Lindong a thorough comeuppance in this battle was.
The battle indeed erupted, but in a form Mary hadn't imagined.
And they seemed to have arrived a bit late; the battle was nearing its end.
Dragging the duel into yet another ground clash, Lindong asked triumphantly, "Do you have any words to say?"