People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 400 Ishamara Blessing

The red mist spread over the arena, covering the figures of the participating knights and making them appear vague.

But no one is paying attention to the unlucky knights who are participating in the competition.

There was dead silence in the audience; even the loudmouthed Mob, who had been chattering the entire time, forgot to give his commentary.

The red vines, condensed entirely by magic, stretched out their branches, coiled around as if they had life, and tightly entangled the Rusty Bronze Knight and others.

"What the hell is this?!"

"I have such great power... No, my power is weakening, this damn spell is sucking the life out of me... Aaaah!"

"Don't kill me, I was wrong, I didn't do anything, I just stood aside."

All the participating knights on the field reached an unprecedented consensus.

Unanimous screams.

Under the Witch King's spell, these poor jockeys didn't have any chance to resist at all. They were just like crabs tied up and hanging in the air.

As the spell vines continued to suck their life force, their resistance became weaker and weaker, but the power of the vines continued to rise, squeezing and deforming their armor, and large amounts of blood gushed out from the gaps and cracks in the armor.

Qi Yan held the staff and waved it lightly, and the magic vines threw the heavy axe hovering in front of him away.

"Old man, please give it some strength." Qi Yan said disdainfully, "Not to mention that the colors don't even match, I sacrificed all the knights' horses to you, how come you only have this little strength?"

The Witch King said angrily: "A verbal sacrifice is also considered a sacrifice?

And you didn't even bother to take some Originium or Sanity Fluid. I relied on the little strength I had accumulated by myself. Do you think everyone can recover to full health after a good night's sleep like you?"

"Okay, okay, why are you so anxious?"

Qi Yan let out a light click and waved his staff to command the magic vines to swing, causing the Rusty Bronze Knight and others to constantly collide in the air as if they were playing 3D pinball.

The crisp sound of armor colliding could be heard continuously in the arena, and the screams of the competitive knights served as the background music, making Qi Yan have a lot of fun.

The Rusted Bronze Knight was the strongest among them, so he was honored to be given two extra magic vines by the Witch King. He was in the worst condition at the moment.

His vision was spinning all over the place, and he kept bumping into someone he didn't know, and his brains were almost knocked out.

"I'm sorry, I know I was wrong, please forgive me!"

The Rusted Bronze Knight no longer had the majesty he had before. His body tumbled in the air, and he begged for mercy in a long voice: "If you let me go, I can give you money, status, and let you join my Knights!"

Qi Yan said nothing and continued to command the magic vines.

The other five knights screamed in unison and were dragged by the magic vines and smashed towards the Rusted Bronze Knight at the same time.

The Rusty Bronze Knight's armor screamed and shattered into pieces on the spot, revealing the scarred body of the Rusty Bronze Knight inside.

"Ahem...how dare you..."

The Rusty Bronze Knight gradually went crazy: "How dare you do this to me? I am a noble knight!

Just an infected person... cough... you will regret it. If you dare to kill me, you will be hunted down by the Business Federation. No one can save you, you lowly and dirty infected person, you will regret it!"

"Oh, look, it's urgent."

Qi Yan pointed at the Rusty Bronze Knight with a smile and threw him up again.

When the Rusty Bronze Knight flew into the air and his figure was completely exposed to the audience outside, the spell vines suddenly loosened.

Before the Rusty Bronze Knight could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard five sounds of breaking through the air.

The five participating knights were thrown by the vines one after another, like marbles, and hit the Rusty Bronze Knight one after another.

The Rusty Bronze Knight flew backwards faster and faster, his figure getting higher and higher. In full view of everyone, he flew over the audience seats, over the towering arena walls, and disappeared from the crowd's sight.

Qi Yan looked at the direction where the Rusty Bronze Knight disappeared, touched his chin, and then realized belatedly:

"It's over, my sister said Kal'tsit won't let me kill anyone, I won't kill him, right?

Ishamara bless, I hope this guy is lucky enough, otherwise I will be hung on the bridge again."

Muttering to himself, Qi Yan didn't dare to make any more trouble and asked the Witch King to lift the spell and set the five Marble Knights free.

The five marble knights fell heavily to the ground, rewarding the land with fresh little red flowers one after another.

After doing all this, Qi Yan slowly walked to the stunned Jamie, squatted down and said with a smile:

"Uncle Jamie, you shouldn't be so desperate to blame me. I'm just a poor and weak warlock. That kick shouldn't be enough to stop you from getting up."

"I, I, I... you, you, you..."

Jamie suddenly came back to his senses, but his mouth obviously hadn't kept up with the rhythm. He stuttered for a long time and couldn't utter a complete sentence.

But there were not so many twists and turns in the audience. After they came to their senses, they burst into thunderous cheers.

Even the audience who were still supporting the Rusty Bronze Knight in the previous second, burst into almost crazy shouts at this moment. Under Qi Yan's visually impactful spell, they even forgot that they had bought the bet that the Rusty Bronze Knight would win, and shouted Qi Yan's knight's name at the top of their lungs.

Big Mouth Mob swallowed his saliva, wondering whether he should continue to explain as usual at this time.

After all, this is an Infected Knight crushing a Noble Knight. If he says one wrong thing, he might disappear from this neon-lit city.

"Cough cough!"

Just when Big Mouth Mob was at a loss, a light cough came from behind him.

Big Mouth Mob quickly turned his head and recognized the person who came later. His heart suddenly tightened:

"Mr. Markowitz, how could you..."

"Hush, don't mind my coming." The man in a neat white suit chuckled and shook his head. "I am only here to do something ordered. Don't think too much now. Feel free to brag about that... uh, Little White Knight. Praise him as much as you can. You must make His Excellency the Little White Knight happy."

Big Mouth Mob opened his mouth, but after so many years of working in this city, he knew very well what he should do at this moment.

Big Mouth Mob didn't ask anything. He just turned around and raised the microphone, regaining his excitement:

“Oh my god, what am I seeing?!

This newly debuted knight simply fooled all of us. His knight title was Xiaobai and his performance on the field was also that of a rookie. But he suddenly used his strength to loudly tell us that he is the real ruler of the field!

This terrifying magical attainment is so powerful that I can't help but start thinking about what kind of one-word title this little white knight will get after winning the championship.

Is he the White Knight? Or will he become the Red Knight, using Originium techniques to make a name for himself like the Blood Knight?

It was clearly just an insignificant flag-grabbing competition, but due to Big Mouth Mob's nonsense, the title of champion was directly decided for Qi Yan.

This was exactly what the audience wanted. Everyone looked at Qi Yan enthusiastically, clenching their money in their hands, with a burning dream of getting rich in their hearts.

Qi Yan's victory not only ignited the enthusiasm in the arena, but also spread to the eyes of those who were interested outside the arena.

In an inconspicuous leisure area in the corner of a building, an Elafia woman with a gentle temperament and as warm as candlelight was silently watching the game screen in the terminal. Her deep eyes as light blue as the sea were flashing with an intoxicating brilliance, and her long golden hair was slightly bent and hung obediently at her side.

This woman, who was so beautiful as to be almost unreal, now had a tense expression on her face.

"This spell..."