Chapter 604: Explosion

Golden-orange flames manifested twisted, rampant, and unrestrained rage runes, rising together with billowing thick smoke.

The entire arena was filled with fire.

The halfling Lily looked at the man's back in the center of the arena, feeling inexplicably incredibly excited in her heart.

She forcibly held down Tally, who wanted to jump out from the shadow of her clothes to cheer, and placed her small palm by her mouth to amplify her voice.

"Rod, how is the power of the Ninth Tier?"

"Very strong, probably not much different from Asmodeus while severely injured, but the spell power is clearly inferior, and this guy underestimated the opponent; I estimate he hasn't used many of his tricks yet."

Rod smiled.

The hidden rules dug up by Lily helped a lot; otherwise, it was uncertain whether that sword strike could have broken the 【Spell Break Magic】 magical barrier.

Furthermore, there was the severe injury trigger of 【Heart Pump of Karmic Fire】.

The amplification attribute was the very noble 'Damage Increase'; in terms of lethality, it was much stronger than simple strength amplification.

It was just that he had been weakened by 【Fabio's God-Stealing Gaze】, resulting in his Seventh Tier spiritual quality being a bit insufficient now.

He glanced at the Piercing Mage in the spectator stands.

Rosalia's message said that Cardinal was Ninth Tier; although he hadn't seen him, the one he just faced was obviously not that so-called bishop.

So... two Ninth Tiers?

Rod grinned, spat out the black blood surging up his throat, and was full of fighting spirit.

That Piercing Mage must be unwilling to accept it; the Cardinal is sneakily hiding and refusing to show himself, likely planning a sneak attack, so there will definitely be another fight later.

I'm struggling now; let me level up to Eighth Tier and give it a try.

"My turn, switch players, switch players!"

Lily waved her hands while hopping, her eyes shining, clearly itching to fight.

The halfling girl was even more warlike than Rod.

"Fine, fine, fine."

Rod smiled and walked toward her; after all, that Ninth Tier 【Home Field Advantage】 had already been consumed.

What?

Vincent going back into the arena again?

Laughable; this old fellow doesn't even dare to connect to the Weave; if he dares to take a risk, I'll eat it right here.

At this moment.

Rod suddenly stopped, turned his head, and looked at the flickering illusory sky at the edge of the dome, blasted by the Karmic Fire.

A large chunk of the sky's illusion effect was missing, exposing the rock and earth wall built by the Earth and Wood Mage.

What was wriggling through there was noticed by no one.

【Ghoul Pan Ni: Master, the ghouls are already in position... whimper, do we really have to do this?】

In the Chain of Far Speech, Pan Ni sent a message.

Rod chuckled.

He looked again at the information for 【Treasure Obsession】 on the panel.

【Strategy for 'Blood Lion Spine Colosseum': Strong Quake!】

Although no one dares to come up now, I don't mind giving you all a ruthless blow.

In the spectator stands.

There were no cheers, no applause.

The gray dwarves occasionally whipped, controlling the unruly slaves, but even with the whips falling on their bodies, the slaves dared not make a sound.

That three-meter-tall small giant was clearly a mage, yet he emitted a very terrifying pressure.

The atmosphere was cold.

The Piercing Mage Vincent struck first, looking coldly at the man with the dragonfly mask.

He walked slowly closer, maximizing the pressure.

"Don't you know your treasure has a backdoor, you fool!"

The man with the dragonfly mask had been staring with wide eyes and hadn't even reacted yet.

Hearing Vincent's blame-shifting, he half-opened his mouth but couldn't speak.

Then he turned around and slapped a woman wearing a black beetle mask behind him.

"You didn't check the treasure's backdoor thoroughly, did you? Huh?"

The woman felt aggrieved but didn't dare to speak; she covered her red and swollen face and bowed her head to apologize.

The man with the dragonfly mask calmed down considerably.

He adjusted his tie around his neck and respectfully asked, "Mr. Vincent, what do you think we should do next?"

"What else can we do? Cancel the Colosseum! Without the amplification effect of that backdoor, do you think he could have hurt me?"

"Yes, yes, yes, he certainly couldn't; what is he, just a mere Ranger? Actually, we can forcibly increase the number of participants; if the brothers from the battalion come to help a little, we can still kill him."

"Get lost! I'm telling you, this is your problem, your mistake; you must compensate for the spell materials I just spent!"

"Certainly, certainly, we'll add money, add ten percent."

"Only ten?"

"Twenty! How about twenty?"

Vincent snorted, indicating his tacit acceptance.

"If it weren't for the bans of that wench in the Twilight Hills, I would kill this Rod as easily as killing a dog."

After all, a Ninth Tier mage would be ashamed to go out and mix without a few spells related to Psionic Aether.

But now it's not possible; the Goddess's ban, I dare not use it.

Even coming to the Twilight Hills, Vincent had been terrified for a long time, only relaxing once he confirmed that Mistra had not appeared above his head through the magical web canopy.

Grand Marshal Carter watched the two haggling with cold eyes.

He shook his head.

He murmured softly, "Cardinal my lord was right to say he would come; the Campbell family is indeed unreliable."

He no longer believed there was any chance this Chuan Ci Fa mage could successfully kill Rod.

Rod, this person...

Carter had a strong intuition that a person like Rod would not be harmed by the same tactics.

If that were truly the case.

How then would one break the Forest Warden's Dragon Scale Art?

This Colosseum treasure had been found to have a backdoor by him, and was clearly no longer usable.

Cardinal my lord said not to worry; perhaps he has already thought of a solution.

Crack—

A hidden crisp sound rang out beside the ear.

An unnatural spiritual frequency emitted far beyond the daily norm.

Carter's face changed wildly as he twisted his head to look at the gap appearing in the sky illusion in mid-air.

Plop!

A corpse with sunken cheeks, rotted to the point of losing its lips, and bared teeth, tilted its head out.

Thick green smoke seeped from its hollow eye sockets.

The next moment.

A ghost-green fireball suddenly exploded between the ghoul's ribs!

The explosion created a cavity of earth in the rock wall and blew the heads and feet off the two undead corpses beside it, front and back.

The shockwave traveled along the corpses, and the shockwave wrapped in bone fragments triggered explosions in succession!

A muffled thunderous boom!

Boom!

Boom boom!!

Boom boom boom!!!

The Colosseum treasure flickered uncertainly; the spectator stands, the phantom sky, and the center of the Colosseum were all in intense instability.

A corpse explosion ritual that had been lying in ambush for a long time??? Does the Corpse Explosion Art have this kind of power?!?!

Carter looked at the Campbells with a mix of shock and doubt, but they looked back at his group with the same shock and doubt.

"It is you." *2

Both sides were speechless for an instant; the other side truly had no reason to strike so early.

"You leaked your whereabouts?!"

"Impossible! I have a treasure that blocks communication signals!" Carter roared.

There was no time for them to say more.

A powerful explosion overturned the dome's Cheng Zhong pillars; rib-like arches twisted in the chain of explosions, and debris mixed with rotting flesh poured down like a rainstorm as the entire underground plaza began to collapse in a spiral.

Amidst the rolling dust and smoke.

The aftereffects of the explosion pushed everyone falling toward the deeper abyss below.

(End of this chapter)