John suddenly felt his entire body relax, and he began to breathe heavily.
He knew that relaxing now could expose him to danger, but he could no longer help it.
He was simply too tired, feeling as if all the strength had been drained from his body.
At that moment, he could barely control his emotions, overwhelmed by fatigue.
Silver Tear covered her mouth, trying to control her own emotions, but eventually, she couldn’t help but start crying!
It was too hard, much harder than they had ever anticipated.
They had thought it would be easy just to come and rescue the captain, but it turned out to be anything but easy.
John had indeed won, and although the captain was seriously injured, he could be treated in time.
Despite the severe injuries, at least he was still alive.
When the announcer declared John the winner, some people erupted in anger, and many even wanted to jump down and severely punish the Immortal Messenger!
They simply couldn’t understand why the previously undefeated Immortal Messenger had now been defeated by this man.
"There’s a conspiracy here, how can a gold-tier awakener possibly defeat the Immortal Messenger?"
"Exactly, there must be a fix!"
"I think it’s because you saw us betting so heavily, so you deliberately arranged for this person to come here. This is just outrageous, it’s so fake."
"I don’t accept this result, I demand a rematch!"
"I demand a rematch too, the Immortal Messenger losing to a gold-tier awakener? That’s completely illogical!"
Many people started to create a commotion, feeling unable to accept the outcome.
After all, many had bet on Victor to win, and only a small group was ecstatically screaming.
"Hahaha, I knew this challenger would win, I just knew it, my bet of 100000 on him wasn’t wasted!"
"Haha, I knew I would win, I always like to go against the grain. I’ve lost so much before, but now I finally won one."
"Immortal Messenger, what kind of Immortal Messenger is that? I think this guy is way more impressive!"
"Now I’m a billionaire, haha, I can finally live a good life, I’m among the elites now!"
Some were overjoyed, while others were in despair.
John glanced at Victor, still lying on the ground, growing increasingly anxious. Discover hidden content at m,v l’e|m-p| y r
He was acutely aware of how lethal the Bloodthirsty Blade could be.
Victor was already suffering from excessive blood loss, his complexion turning pale.
If he wasn’t treated soon, there might be lasting damage.
"That’s true," the announcer admitted, "but we’ve never had such a precedent here; normally, the losers would have already been executed."
But like John, wanting to actually heal the defeated was indeed a first.
"What others do is none of my concern. All you need to do is follow my orders, get someone here to treat him quickly."
The announcer was unsure, having never encountered such a situation before.
He instinctively looked towards the top-tier box for guidance, but ultimately, he allowed the medical team to come and provide treatment.
"However, sir, the cost of this treatment..."
John seemed to understand and nodded, indicating that he was willing to cover whatever expense was necessary.
It must be said that the Rose Hotel’s medical team was truly top-notch.
Even though Victor’s palm had been severed and he had sustained severe injuries, the medical team managed to heal him swiftly.
Victor’s wounds also began to heal at a visibly rapid rate, though his complexion remained somewhat pale.
The tendons in his hands and feet had all been reattached.
John felt a slight relief in his heart, as it seemed the situation was still within a manageable scope.
However, even after being healed, Victor’s gaze towards John was still filled with murderous intent.
"Now that I’ve won, shouldn’t you remove all restrictions placed on this man?"
John asked calmly, while the announcer looked at him inexplicably.
"I’m sorry, I don’t quite understand what you mean. There are no restrictions on the Immortal Messenger!"
Hearing this, John showed no outward reaction, but his heart skipped a beat.
If that was indeed the case, did it mean that Victor would continue to remember nothing, just as before?
This complicates things!