Chapter 406: Azmond... Uppsies

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A few thousand miles away from where Azmond had caused a little bit of chaos, a few hundred hooded figures appeared in the middle of a town square.

They stopped next to a fountain, as they decided to take a little snack break before they headed out to the Coliseum.

"Here, Azmond, say ahhh~," Medusa whispered into a tall, masked man's ears with a lusty look on her face.

Her hot breath mingled with the inside of his earlobes as she let her lewd body fall on top of his without a care in the world.

"No Here, take mine, mate" Calista muttered in a low voice as she stuck a spoon in Azmond's mouth.

|You big baka! Eat mine first!| Boundless exclaimed, her hand already shoving cake inside his mouth.

"I should be the first one to feed him. After all, that's the only fair thing," Ember chided while holding a spoon full of soup in his mouth.

"Mine" Clover mumbled as she spoon-fed him the chocolate she had ordered from a nearby shop.

"...Me"

"Mine!"

"Here!"

It didn't take long before all the women attempted to shove things inside Azmond's mouth.

Azmond wore an exasperated look on his face as he had taken in at least five hundred spoonfuls of food. If it weren't for his extreme level of digestion, then he likely would've already fallen over dead after the first few dozen

'I can't believe these girls are torturing me like this after draining my pockets with all the things they wanted to buy' He thought with an aggrieved expression.

After making so much money passively, he thought he would share some of it with those in his party; however, they took 'share' to the next level and made it seem more like 'rob'!

He couldn't believe how he was being tested like this! But more than that, he couldn't fathom how one could fail so badly

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A few days passed by since Azmond's simp awakening, as he had already made it to the Coliseum of Dacratas, preparing to sign up for the 'Centennial Clash' before he headed over to the Holy Cathedral.

"This place is quite busy, isn't it?" Ember asked as she looked around at the variety of differently dressed people walking around inside the Arena venue.

"It looks like that's the case," Azmond replied as he saw a diverse group of monsterkin, humans, and beastkin come in through a set of doors.

The arena venue was a part of the Coliseum of Dacratas that extended outward for a few miles on one of the southern entrances to the main arena area.

Furthermore, the venue acted as a registration area for all those who were aiming to sign up for whatever event was currently going on.

Which in this case, the venue was being used as the sign-up location for the millions of people who wished to participate in the 'Centennial Clash'.

One might think that millions of people congregating in one place for a mere competition was a little excessive; however, the Centennial Clash was more than a competition.

It was a chance.

A chance for all those who wished to prove themselves and make their efforts known to the world!

After all, the top 100 of the Centennial Clash would not only gain renown, but they would also have a chance of acquiring sponsorship and support from the top forces of the kingdom of AquaRing and the nearby kingdoms.

In addition to that, the top 20 would acquire a High-Rank Earth Treasured Weapon and a High-Rank Earth Spiritual Qi Pill!

Furthermore, if you took it one step further and made it into the top 10, then you'd be able to acquire a Peak-Rank Earth Treasured Weapon and a Peak-Rank Earth Spiritual Qi Pill!

Both of which would be valuable resources for even those in the Tribulation Transcendence Realm!

And let's say that you were one the strongest of them all and made it into the top 3. If this was you, then you'd be able to acquire a Low-Rank Heaven Treasured Weapon from the Royal Storage!

On top of that, you'd be allotted a Low-Rank Heaven Qi Pill and a guaranteed spot to enter the Royal Academy of AquaRing as long as your age wasn't too high!

Top 1, the strongest person participating in the Centennial Clash, would obtain additional awards that no one besides the higher-ups of the gathering was privy to