Chapter 1079. Champion of Krios

Several more lives were ended with the marrow-churning roar, as the dwarf went on a slaughter spree. The audience quickly picked up the iconic war cry that rumbled through the stadium and imitated it. In a matter of minutes, the stadium would shake every time Polter slew another opponent, as the watchers jumped from their seats and joined him in his deep growls.

“Yawww! Twist his dick!”

“Yee old dick twist!”

Nobles and upper society from all around the Chorna Empire, dressed in the finest yarn, jumped from their seats and unleashed their loudest most primal howls as they competed in cheering on the dwarf. At this point, the audience was more of a scene than the arena.

Seeing this, Leana looked defeated. She knew some of them personally and had seen quite a few of them before, but this... she never expected they could act like this. It had to be this world, the lunacy of its people was probably contagious.

“Just what is wrong with this world,” she mumbled quietly.

“ A lot, but this is just the effect of good entertainment... and alcohol. Lots of it in the early morning,” Seth answered her sigh with a chuckle.

The first round finally ended with Polter as the winner, but the poltern, as the chat dubbed, would continue for the rest of the tournament. The second round of the preliminaries started after a small break, which everyone could use to calm down, clean themselves up, and get dressed again. Some people who went too hard needed a healer...

The second round proceeded in a similar fashion to the first, but couldn't spawn such a viral gesture as the poltern. After an intense first few minutes, it evolved into a small number of high-caliber battles and duels ending in either a single winner or double knock-outs.

In the same manner, the preliminaries continued. Some participants shone through their skill in battle, others through their valor. Especially the cultivators became popular among the audience, as their skills were very exotic and diverse in the eyes of the system folks.

The demons participating were not as lucky, as their magic was very similar to normal system magic, although they sometimes had cooler visual effects. However, no matter who stood on the stage, none of them was able to overshadow the very first performance of Polter and all the consecutive favorites would be cheered on with loud poltern.

Although not all powers were able to get into the tournament, a lot of exotic abilities were displayed during the preliminaries, even ones Leana had never heard about. There were cultivators using weird “Taoist” magic and others like the monk mumbling Huddbist chant to unfurl fantastic powers. There was even one that used something similar to golems, that managed to get into the tournament.

On the night before the tournament, outside of Little Gamma, the group of robes met once again. The preliminaries had just ended and they met to adjust their plans.

“Didn't you say you had a plan?” the big robe asked with a smirk. The man with the silver mask looked disgruntled.

“I admit, I may have underestimated the competition. Even our secret pill couldn't gift them an easy victory... This world is weirder than I expected,” the man admitted. not even one of his henchmen made it past the preliminaries. One of them has suffered a trauma so great, he would probably be a vegetable for the rest of his life...

The big robe sighed.

“And you, didn't you say you had people in the preliminaries too? Which of them made it to the tournament?” he asked, turning to a normal human figure.

“We tried our best... but whenever we tried to get rid of one of the favorites, someone from Minas Mar would inexplicably appear, making it necessary to reveal ourselves if we were to go through with the plan. Their security net is extremely tight,” the immortal admitted. Despite his espionage experience as part of the now dismantled Scene, he and his brothers had been unable to do anything noteworthy during the preliminaries.

“Well, at least I have good news,” the man wearing a monkey mask said proudly.

“The Silk River Sect and its affiliates are already assembled not too far from here. They will attack when we give the signal. What about you, demon?” he asked the big robe.

“The other commanders have already traveled to Delta. We have been ready for a long time,” the bulky robe answered confidently. “Now, we can only hope for these vermin to do their work,” the demon said, making it obvious that he meant the remains of the Scene.

“Don't worry, the fleet won't get in our way. But can the Silk River sect really do it?”

“Unlike you, he is a true immortal, there is no need to worry,” Monkey Mask said dismissively.

Now, they only needed to wait for the right time.