Chapter 376: Big Sister, You Must Protect Me Well!

"It's just the two of us left."

Lan Qingyou, sitting in the spectator seat of Tarot Manor, looked at Elisa and said faintly.

After another two hours had passed, the third-floor spectator stand, which didn't have many people to begin with, now only had Lan Qingyou and Elisa left.

That's right.

It wasn't that only the two of them were left in the spectator seats of Tarot Manor and the Masquerade, but that only the two of them were left on the entire spectator stand.

Even on the bottom two floors, there were only a few people left. One could imagine how fast this process was.

But then again, being able to open spaces meant being able to do whatever one wanted.

A battle with thousands, tens of thousands of arenas running simultaneously being able to last for five hours was already a reflection of having a lot of people.

Of course, inevitably there was some mutual pecking among noobs wasting time.

"Yes, I hope you won't be defeated by those cats and dogs before you run into me."

Facing Lan Qingyou's inquiry, Elisa, sitting in the Masquerade's spectator seat, also sneered and looked at the other party.

Although there were no people around, they still sat in their respective spectator seats, fundamentally showing no intention of getting close.

"I return this sentence to you verbatim. The fewer people there are, the more it shows that the powerful guys are numerous. The next matches will all be tough fights. It would be truly hilarious if you died before even encountering me."

Facing Elisa's provocation, Lan Qingyou directly retorted.

Just kidding.

She wasn't the kind of foolish honest person who would just obediently let things be when provoked or bullied.

Since someone took the initiative to look for trouble with her to add a little seasoning to her plain life, she had no reason not to accompany them.

[The racial competition preliminaries have ended. Now entering the official knockout round. All surviving contestants, please click the dialogue box to enter the designated area.]

"Good heavens, a knockout round. It sounds very scary. Lan Qingyou, are you scared? If you're scared, you can hug big sister tightly."

Elisa crossed her arms and shrugged at Lan Qingyou provocatively, highly emphasizing her words.

"Scary! So scary! I'm so scared! Big sister, you must protect me well!"

Provoked, Lan Qingyou didn't retort this time. Instead, she imitated the other party, crossing her arms over her chest, and twisted her body while sitting on the Magic Broom.

Looking as fake as it could possibly be.

"Tsk!"

There was nothing more infuriating than the other party clearly acknowledging you, yet you couldn't find any sense of satisfaction.

Thus, seeing Lan Qingyou acting like this, Elisa couldn't help but click her tongue. Then she tapped the empty space and disappeared from the spot.

Seeing this, Lan Qingyou also tapped the empty space, closely following behind and entering the 'designated area' the World Will spoke of.

When she opened her eyes again, she was already on the arena.

And beside her, apart from Elisa who went one step ahead, there were six other people.

Unsurprisingly, Ursula and Li Huai were both present, but as for the rest besides them, she was only at the stage of having heard of them but not knowing them.

Hmm...

A Void Knight whose dark blue hair swayed upwards like seaweed and emitted phantom smoke;

A plump, extraordinarily charming Banshee whose beauty made her look unlike a real person;

A Great Demon with two curved goat horns above its ears and goat hooves for legs;

An Imp Race member with a small single horn right in the middle of his forehead.

Although Lan Qingyou didn't care much about the matters on the world channel, or even the matters on Karim Continent, she frequently heard these guys' names.

Or to put it conversely.

Those whose names could be remembered by someone with completely insensitive nerves like Lan Qingyou were basically all ruthless characters.

"None of your White Witches are left."

After briefly scanning around, Lan Qingyou beamed with joy and gave Elisa a brilliant smile.

"Hmph."

Facing Lan Qingyou's provocation, Elisa didn't show any reaction besides a cold snort.

Sigh...

Seeing that the big sister ignored her, Lan Qingyou could only sigh and withdraw her gaze.

"What did you see?"

At this time, Li Huai beside her asked.

"You'll know in a bit, it's a fierce battle anyway. But how did you turn into a Wind Elf?"

Lan Qingyou shrugged, and then asked nonchalantly.

"Just a few days ago. Doesn't it match my talent very well?"

When asked about his race, this guy Li Huai rarely showed a satisfied smile on his face.

"It matches very well, especially the racial talent, it's simply like it was custom-made for you."

Lan Qingyou, who basically already understood the other party's racial base attributes, nodded.

"It indeed was custom-made."

Li Huai didn't hide it either, directly confirming Lan Qingyou's guess.

Good heavens.

It really was custom-made.

Looking at it this way, this guy must have been prepared early on.

Otherwise, with this guy's battle maniac attributes, he absolutely wouldn't pin his hopes on some illusory things.

Custom-made meant research, research meant having a direction, and having a direction meant there was something to strive for and stability.

This was probably the reason why this guy Li Huai could persevere while facing various 'temptations' in the group.

"Found someone to experiment?"

Lan Qingyou asked out of curiosity again.

"Yes, I basically used up all the Ancient Blood in my hands before the experiment succeeded."

Because they had already evolved, whatever Lan Qingyou and the others made would be made into Evolution Items of their own race.

So Li Huai went out to find someone to make it.

Although the commission was a bit high, and the experiment didn't go very smoothly, fortunately, it succeeded in the end.

It was just that because Li Huai didn't make it himself, he wasn't considered a Clan Leader.

"Then you really are persistent."

Lan Qingyou sighed with emotion.

When they ran instances in the group, this guy was basically present every time, so he had Ancient Blood obtained from some instances with ancient bloodlines.

It could be said that excluding those who already had races, this guy was definitely the Transmigrator holding the most of this hard currency, Ancient Blood, on the continent.

But even so, he could still spare no expense to do research. One can imagine how persistent he had to be to achieve this.

However, the effect was indeed good.

All magic and attacks with wind element attributes could have their power increased by fifty percent.

Just ask if you're afraid.

Whoosh—

Just as the two were chatting privately, a small elemental storm gathered into a tornado right opposite the eight people, and then formed a crooked, irregular translucent humanoid shape.

The funny thing was that there was actually a microphone in this humanoid's 'hand'.

And behind the other party, a giant screen suddenly appeared.

[Congratulations everyone for passing through this cruel trial to arrive here.]

[As the outstanding figures among the Transmigrators on the entire Karim Continent, the eight of you will engage in the cruellest and bloodiest slaughter here, and ultimately obtain the rewards of this competition.]

[Then without further ado, let's look at the drawing lots and teaming up for this knockout round.]

The translucent humanoid fundamentally didn't give the contestants any opportunity to speak or ask questions. With a wave of its big hand, a battle bracket appeared on the big screen.