infodatos Chapter 319 Transcending Divine Will, Envisioning the Future
Chapter 319 Transcending Divine Will, Envisioning the Future
Chapter 319 Transcending Divine Will, Envisioning the Future
Grab the coins!
Leon was surprised that Roy would propose this method to decide the winner, which suited him perfectly. Although he could continue fighting, so could the Astrea Familia.
The girls who cared deeply for Roy were drenched in sweat, their breath sweet and fragrant, their faces showing unconcealed exhaustion, but their burning eyes still held undiminished fighting spirit.
If Leon dares to fight, they will definitely fight back!
If we continue fighting, it will be a battle to the death!
Leon replied, "Okay!"
The scene of Roy and Leon confronting each other is shown in the mirror, and their conversation can be clearly heard.
The vast city of Orario was utterly silent. All eyes were fixed on the Divine Mirror in mid-air. The fate of this competition, which involved countless people and enormous interests, as well as the fate of the school district and the city, rested on that small Hard City.
Roy tossed the coin to Asphie as she descended, "Miss Asphie, it's your turn to toss the coin!"
"I?"
Asifi had just handed the semi-conscious fox-girl to Cassandra to help when she caught the coin that was thrown at her. She gritted her teeth. Seriously! One after another! Always pushing troublesome things onto her.
But she is the only neutral person here.
Roy couldn't flip the coin himself, and Leon couldn't trust the girls of the Astrea Familia.
As for Asphi, she is the leader of the Hermes Familia, who claims to be "neutral." Under the watchful eyes of everyone, it is impossible for her to favor either side, making her the perfect choice.
"Phew!" Asif took a deep breath and tossed the coin in her hand into the air. It flew about ten meters high and landed right between Roy and Leon.
In that instant, time and space seemed to stand still, and countless eyes stared straight at the falling coin, its reflection shimmering in people's pupils.
Gods, adventurers, and even ordinary people who didn't care much about large elevators felt a tightness in their chests, as if an invisible hand was gripping their hearts.
Who will get that coin?
Leon's eyes were fixed on the coin, while he glanced at Roy, a hint of doubt still lingering in his mind—this was Roy's idea.
But that would turn it into a one-on-one fight between him and Roy, since the effects of their magic hadn't worn off yet.
The huge difference between LV.8 and LV.7!
Does Roy not know that choosing a one-on-one fight means his chances of winning are extremely slim?
No, the resourceful young man knew perfectly well that he was right, yet he still chose to do it this way. Leon couldn't understand what he was thinking.
A myriad of thoughts flashed through Leon's mind as the coin fell five meters away.
Leon, constantly on guard against Roy, had no time to think.
Leon leaped up, his large hand reaching for the gleaming gold coin, which resembled a star fallen from the depths of the night sky, about to fall into his grasp.
In that very instant.
Roy's lips curled into a sinister smile. The elven holy sword, wreathed in fierce blood-red threads, slashed fiercely into the air, its sharp, cold light sending chills down one's spine.
"Um?"
Roy's action immediately startled countless people.
Was the coin-grabbing incident just a pretext, and Roy's real goal still to defeat Leon Wadenberg? After all, this was just a private decision; the rules set by the gods didn't include the coin-grabbing element.
But this duel was watched by countless people.
Even if we win by using such dirty means, people will not accept it, and the name of justice of the Astrea Familia will be completely lost.
Just like Leon's words "I believe," out of trust in Roy and the Astrea Spring Clan, he almost abandoned all defenses, focusing solely on seizing the coin and dealing with Roy's possible attempt to snatch it.
But he never expected this!
Roy attacked without hesitation, unleashing a devastating strike at such close range. His intense killing intent seemed to materialize into silver needles, piercing Leon's skin.
Leon was so frightened that he immediately withdrew his hand.
Suddenly, the eyes of the gods and high-ranking adventurers widened. Upon closer inspection, they realized that Roy's slash was not aimed at Leon, but at the coin!
Click!
As Roy unleashed his killing intent, forcing Leon back, the sharp, cold light of the elven holy sword flashed, accompanied by a crisp sound, as smooth as cutting paper, and the golden coin was sliced in two.
Leon's pupils contracted, and with a swift movement, he snatched the half of the golden coin that was about to fly away.
With skillful control of the force, the other half of the golden coin fell vertically into Roy's hand.
Each of them held half a gold coin in their hand.
"what?"
Looking at the scene in the divine mirror, the gods and adventurers were surprised. What exactly did Roy want to do?
Not only them, but even the girls of the clan felt the same way. Only Astraea seemed to understand something, and the corners of her exquisite lips turned up slightly.
"It's half for each of us, what should we do?"
Roy opened his palm, and the half coin lay quietly in his hand, shimmering with golden light.
Leon looked down at his half-gold coin, a thoughtful look in his eyes.
"Mr. Leon, you can come and take it, and then continue fighting us!" Roy's handsome lips curled into a wild smile.
Although Roy's exhaustion was impossible to hide, no one doubted his determination; otherwise, how could he possibly be worthy of the title bestowed upon him by the gods—"The Madman"?
Then, Roy changed the subject, "Or I can offer you another solution!"
Leon's expression shifted. "What do you mean?"
Roy said, "I will help you persuade the guild and the gods not to confiscate all the hardest metals (orientalite) at once. In exchange, the school district must fully cooperate and assist the guild in building a large elevator."
Roy's words were not only directed at Leon, but also at the many gods and adventurers before the Mirror of God.
Upon hearing this, everyone suddenly realized that Roy had presented two new options to the two major powers.
Is it a win-win situation, or a lose-lose situation?
If a real fight breaks out, the school district may not be a match for the urban factions, but it won't make things easy for Orario either.
From another perspective, if the school district, with its many outstanding research achievements, were to assist the guild, the task of building a large elevator would be much more efficient, as designers, materials, and even combat power would be readily available.
The school district isn't losing out either.
After all, the school district only returns every three years, and it also needs to use the underground city to train its teachers and students.
It should have been a mutually beneficial situation, so why did it turn out like this?
Adventurers and the general public were completely baffled.
The gods' gazes drifted and then settled on Hermes, all because of his words, "Gentlemen, please hear me out—"
When the term "war game" was uttered, the many gods seeking amusement were utterly powerless against it and immediately went into a frenzy. The students, young and impetuous, were challenged by the gods and immediately agreed, leading the district's gods and teachers to join in as well.
"Hermes! What kind of neutral god is this? The school district and the city are supposed to be a loving family, but this despicable evil god has incited us to kill each other!"
"You're even more hateful than Loki, trying to bring about the terrible Ragnarok ahead of time?"
"Hermes! Your sins are grave!!"
Roy's words were like a bucket of cold water poured over the heads of the gods, clearing their minds and instantly turning Hermes into a universally condemned evil god.
Loki was caught in the crossfire for no reason, but a wicked smile appeared on his face, showing no shame but rather pride.
The gods of the city and the school district set aside all their differences and glared angrily at Hermes.
Hermes' eyes widened. This wasn't right. He was just going with the flow, but it sounded like he was being framed for everything!
"Everyone, listen to my excuses—"
Before Hermes could finish speaking, the school district and the Orario gods had already rushed forward, launching a mixed doubles attack and relentlessly slamming their weapons into the blond-haired boy.
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Ganesha shouted, "I am Ganesha!" and charged forward with an elephant-like charge that nearly shattered Hermes' bones.
Dean Catherine picked up a slipper and slapped Hermes hard across the face, making a loud cracking sound.
The more civilized god Baldr took out the tiger trap specially made by the school district, connected it to electricity, and made Hermes feel extremely happy. This ruthless method had a strong sense of settling personal scores. Hermes would sneak up there to cause trouble every time the school district returned.
A few Dionysian gods who had not joined the battle saw the chaotic assembly hall and a hint of pleasure flashed in their eyes, but no one noticed.
"Roy, you scared me to death!"
"Aaaaaah—don't hit my face!"
Before long, Hermes, outnumbered, was overwhelmed by the combined might of his two fists and four hands, and his screams echoed throughout the heavens and earth.
Hermes was brutally ravaged by the gods, beaten black and blue, and nearly sent back to heaven. This was the first time the handsome and dashing god had ever been so disheveled.
All the gods present knew that this incident was not entirely Hermes's fault, but in order to demonstrate the friendship between the city and the school district, and for future cooperation, Little blondie, you'll have to take the blame!
The gods all distanced themselves from Hermes.
"Destroy the evil god who bewitches people!"
"Give Orario back its bright and clear world!"
The two sides joined forces and gave Hermes a sound beating. The gods of Orario and the gods of the school district exchanged smiles, as if to say "a smile can make amends".
Indeed, the best way to unite people is to create a common enemy.
Hermes wept bitterly, for there was iron in the city, called a pot, so large that one man could not carry it on his back!
Leon laughed and said, "Sure!"
The gods could understand things, and Leon was no exception. In fact, Leon was one of the few who remained clear-headed during this event.
Otherwise, how could Leon have both reminded Roy and taught him the technique of "afterglow" in the final, crucial duel?
No matter how serious the internal conflicts of interest are, they are nothing in the face of external contradictions. Once the black dragon awakens, the whole world will face a catastrophe.
At that time, the school district and the city will also have to cooperate.
"call!"
Roy breathed a sigh of relief. Having learned the "Residual Light" skill, he could see the growth of the clan girls' stats on the system panel. He was no longer interested in being used as a pawn by the guild and the major factions in the city.
He believed that the gods and adventurers of Orario would all shut their mouths after witnessing this battle.
School District vs. Urban Faction, Inning 7, Astrid Spring Clan vs. Leon Wadenberg.
Tie!
"Commander, you're amazing!"
Tiony, Tiona, Daphne, Cassandra, Anya, and Lily rushed to Roy, their little faces filled with excitement. They had actually managed to fight to a draw with the "world's strongest".
It's important to know that these girls, who were only teenagers, practically grew up listening to stories about Zeus, Hera's family, Leon Wadenberg, Otto, and others.
That's simply legendary!
Now Roy has led them to the same height.
Surrounded by girls of different races, the vibrant energy of youth was overwhelming, making one quite envious. Roy casually put his arm around the shy elf girl.
Liu Qiao's face flushed slightly, the blush spreading to her ears. She gently bit her lower lip and snuggled into Luo Yi's arms.
It was displayed in the divine mirror and seen by countless people.
Many male adventurers gritted their teeth, their eyes bloodshot. If looks could kill, and killing intent could transcend space and distance, Roy would have died countless times over.
Damn it, they're not even going to act anymore!
Leon looked so lonely beside him, and an awkward atmosphere filled the air, as if someone was saying, "Look, he looks like a dog."
A wry smile appeared on Leon's handsome face. Roy was not only as talented as the heroes of ancient times, but also had just as many romantic encounters.
Even if he wins this battle, people will probably say that he won the duel but lost his life!
"Roy!! Roy!!"
"Roy!! Roy!!"
The gods were frantically shouting Roy's name.
The children of the lower realms have once again surpassed their divine will!
Roy, the Astrea Familia, and Leon were not influenced by external things; they followed their hearts and aimed directly at the Beast of the End.
"Let's talk to Uranus and Royman about the hardest metal (orogen) again, so we don't become a laughingstock," said Baldr.
The two sides just couldn't agree on the quantity; the guild wanted to confiscate everything, which the school district couldn't accept.
The conflict between the school district and urban factions.
Each team has three wins, three losses, and one draw!
This astonishing result was beyond everyone's expectations. Who could have imagined that the Astrea Familia and Leon Wadenberg would stop at the last moment?
The Hall of Twilight.
The Loki Familia members were all stunned.
"They really dare to do this," Finn remarked. In truth, he had seen through the essence of the matter, but if it were him, he probably wouldn't stand in the way of the rolling wheels pushed forward by the gods, guilds, and school districts.
The brave will only follow the trend, do their best to defeat Leon Wadenberg and the school district, contribute to the construction of the magnificent elevator, ascend to the throne of "world's strongest", make their name even more famous, and become a hero of the entire Orario.
Only by slaying the evil dragon can one be considered a hero!
The madman will slap the gods, the guild, and even everyone in the face.
Then tell them: Stop messing around!
Roy was even more "greedy" than him, wanting to take even the dragon under his wing and create his ideal world.
"Hahaha, Finn, when can we go on an adventure with that kid?" Grace's rough laughter echoed throughout the Twilight Mansion.
The stunningly beautiful Rivera, her emerald green eyes reflecting Roy in the mirror, was both satisfied and somewhat annoyed. There were just too many girls surrounding him. As the madam, she had to be strict and not let any shady women get close to that innocent and kind boy.
Pure and kind? If people knew that Roy, viewed through Riveria's "maternal filter," was like this, a flood of criticism would overwhelm Orario.
"He's gotten stronger again."
The naturally innocent blonde beauty's mouth was slightly open.
During their first sparring session, she was one level ahead of her opponent. Now, Roy is LV.6 and has surpassed her. Ais, who has always been the record holder for leveling up, felt extremely frustrated, and her usually expressionless face drooped.
"Hmph!" The werewolf Bert snorted coldly and walked out of the Twilight Mansion, heading towards the dungeon.
Battlefield.
Roy led the Astrea Familia to a draw against LV.8 Leon Wadenberg, leaving the valiant warriors of the Freya Familia drenched in sweat.
Especially the main force that had just returned from an expedition.
Missing the chance to fight Leon, a hint of regret flashed deep in Ota's mountain-like eyes. He was a pure warrior, dedicating his life to honing his skills and protecting the goddess Freya.
However, that slight regret quickly disappeared.
Ota's gaze shifted to Roy, and a strong fighting spirit surged within his usually calm heart. Given Roy's growth rate, he would likely reach LV.7 soon, at which point he would stand in Roy's way.
At that time, will his opponent still be able to surpass him?
Everyone around could feel the terrifying fighting spirit emanating from Ota, and they were all horrified.
This is a challenge from the "fierce one" to the "mad one"!
"Hmph, the ancient city that has suppressed the demon's lair for a thousand years is about to welcome a new king—oh no, the evil power sealed in my hands—" Hegni said.
"idiot!"
Hedin glanced at Hegny, who was acting like a teenager, then turned his sharp gaze back to the mirror. No matter what, as long as it was that person's order, even if the enemy was Roy, he would do everything in his power to eliminate him.
Allen stood on the rooftop, holding a silver spear. His vertical pupils revealed intense resentment and humiliation. If he were to fight Roy again, his chances of winning would be less than 20%, and that would depend on his agility specialization and unlimited magic.
He is already a top-tier player at LV.6.
If you switch to a regular LV.6 adventurer, the result is the same as Algana and Bajie: they get brutally killed by Roy.
The only thing that brought him comfort was that his silly little sister had found a good home. Allen looked at Anya in the mirror.
That tender moment vanished in an instant. Allen turned around and also entered the underground city. He had to protect his sister's happiness and kill the black dragon that had destroyed their homeland!
"Aaaaaaahh ...
Meanwhile, in the casinos and taverns of Orario, thousands of gamblers emitted sharp, piercing screams and pitiful cries, causing those who heard them to grieve and those who saw them to weep.
In previous incidents, they had bet their entire fortune on Roy's opponent. Finally, after the duel between Roy and Allen, many gamblers had an epiphany: from now on, no matter how disparate their strengths were, they had to bet their entire fortune on that boy who always created miracles.
As you can see, quite a few people are betting on Leon, but even more are on the Astrea Familia's side.
The result was a draw!
The gamblers were about to cry.
The city, guilds, and school districts worked together, much to the amusement of the gods. The Astrea Spring Clan gained friendship from both sides, and the tavern and casino owners made money. Everyone won except for them, who lost everything.
Can't we just let them win once? This despicable madman is a true reflection of the inner thoughts of countless gamblers.
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Yuyu Fish