nucmednet Chapter 202 The Winner
Chapter 202 The Winner
Chapter 202 The Winner
The moment Morak locked his gaze on the kobold, the other party cast the same burning gaze back at him.
Its entire body was covered in thick, crimson scales, and it had bone-white horns on its head. It stood a full 1.8 meters tall, far exceeding the size of an ordinary kobold. In addition, there was a thick tail behind it, all of which showed its strength.
This is a dragon-blooded kobold, or even a dragon-blooded kobold that has grown dragon scales and horns and activated its dragon blood twice.
It was the second being to achieve awakening after Tana. Thor's breath attack not only failed to kill it, but the intense stimulation granted it even greater power.
Thanks to Thor's favoritism, these dragonblood kobolds can always obtain various resources more easily, including excellent weapons.
It held a spear more than two meters long in its claws. The spear was made of fine steel and shimmered with azure starlight, clearly mixed with sparrow stone and dragon crystal.
The spearhead, which was over a foot long, had rising flame patterns on it, with a faint red light flowing around it, causing the surrounding air to distort.
As beings that serve Thor daily, the Dragonvein Kobolds have the opportunity to collect Thor's metabolic waste during cleaning.
These things, which are as useless to Thor as sweat and dead skin to an ordinary person, have long since become mortal due to the immense magical power within him.
One of the most obvious benefits is its significant amplification and conduction effect on fire elements.
Faced with the charging giant hyena, Igner immediately gripped his spear tightly, and with a slight tremor, a burst of flames exploded at the spear tip.
The glory of the Dragon Lord cannot be desecrated by any creature, and his property is naturally worth protecting with the lives of all kobolds.
No one can take a single gold coin from the great dragon lord from its claws.
These lowly hyenas, who proclaimed themselves the original servants, constantly questioned the kobolds' loyalty to the great dragon lord.
Today it will use flames to make the other party understand that even the thinnest dragon blood is worlds apart from these mortals.
The next instant, the exploding flames collided violently with the billowing black mist, creating a commotion no less intense than that of another battlefield.
The five survivors on the field were now fighting each other in pairs, leaving only Kate huddled in a corner, clutching her chipped longsword, looking somewhat lost.
What's going on? Is it a blessing from Lady Luck?
Thor yawned listlessly, exhaling a billowing gust of wind that even reached the other side of the arena, hundreds of meters away—
The audience felt a slight burning sensation.
The battle below finally became somewhat interesting at this point, but even that was limited. In his eyes, it was nothing more than a fight between a group of ants turning into a slightly stronger squabble between crickets.
Judging from the current situation, the ultimate victor will most likely be that dragon-vein kobold.
The trolls' abnormal self-healing ability is a huge counter to orc berserkers, and it's something that the orcs can't simply overcome with their anger.
That little hyena is quite strong, but it's at a disadvantage because of its weapon; it probably won't be a match for the Dragon Vein Kobold.
Furthermore, the high-temperature flames are inherently effective against trolls, so when the two clash, the Dragonvein Kobold should easily prevail.
As for the human who had miraculously survived until now? Thor hadn't taken him seriously at first, but now he was starting to find him somewhat interesting.
This guy seems to have pretty good luck; he's probably the kind of person who wins one out of every five drinks he buys.
He stretched out his claws and unconsciously scratched the scales on his chin, sending sparks flying that landed on the gold and jewels beneath him, causing the surrounding young dragons to twitch with heartache.
To be honest, the Dragonvein Kobolds winning the final victory was not the ending Thor wanted to see.
The event was organized by the organizer, but the ultimate winners were the organizer's employees.
What will the surrounding audience think? What will the participants think? Regardless of whether there's any shady dealing involved, it's probably a mess that's hard to explain.
Although this way, the scattered gold coins would return to his grasp, it was only a few tens of thousands of coins, not worth Thor losing more than he gained.
Only by successfully and safely delivering these gold coins can more creatures know that the Red Dragon's promise is true and that there is an opportunity to become rich overnight.
This is how we can attract more greedy people to come here, using their lives and souls as nourishment for our own growth.
Just as Thor was pondering this, the battle below unfolded exactly as he had predicted.
The corpses scattered all over the ground became a constant source of nourishment for the troll, preventing it from running out of nutrients and allowing it to maintain a high rate of regeneration.
Orcs have limited stamina; even if their anger constantly fuels their potential, there will always be a moment when it runs out.
As he swung his axe again, striking the troll's face and nearly splitting its flat head in two, he suddenly felt his legs buckle.
The next moment, the troll's arm, as thick as a pillar, swept hard across him, sending him flying like a broken sack, unable to get up for a moment.
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.
Just then, a flaming spear flew in like a meteor from outer space, piercing through the chest of the troll whose head had not yet recovered, pinning him firmly to the ground.
The high temperature scorched the surrounding flesh and blood, constantly emitting sizzling sounds. The proteins deteriorated, and the cells that were supposed to divide continuously began to die off in large numbers.
Igna, its scales torn in many places and bleeding profusely, strode steadily toward the distance. Behind it lay a gnoll with charred fur, a fist-sized hole in its abdomen, only its chest still rising and falling slightly.
Reaching the troll pinned to the ground, Igna grasped the scorching spear shaft, his magic surging into it, and the crimson spear tip immediately erupted with billowing flames.
The troll was instantly transformed into a giant chunk of meat skewered on a grill. Its already sparse fur was ignited, its skin charred and cracked, fat seeped out, and it let out a piercing scream.
The relentless fire possesses an all-encompassing, high-temperature destructive power, even penetrating deep into every corner of the troll's body through its eyes, ears, nose, and mouth.
When the oil on its body surface is ignited, the fire intensifies, directly leading to its death.
Meanwhile, the intense battle and the depletion of magic power caused Igna to feel a throbbing pain in his head and a huge sense of emptiness surging through his body.
But out of loyalty and faith to the Dragon Lord, it gritted its teeth and drew its burning spear. Its pupils, which were also glowing with shattered gold due to Thor's influence, stared fiercely at the only living creature standing in the arena.
Kate felt a fierce aura coming towards him, which gave him the illusion that he had returned to his youth and had seen the blue-legged dragon-serpent from afar during an adventure.
That was a ferocious monster over ten meters long, much larger than the dog-headed man in front of him, yet both gave him the same sense of danger.
It seems my life is about to end here. This is the last adventure of my life, and to participate in such a grand spectacle makes it all worthwhile!
Just as he gritted his teeth and was about to charge, he saw the kobold in the distance pause for a moment for some reason, then its whole body began to shake violently and it fell to the ground with a "thud".
The entire massive arena fell silent instantly, and the many creatures watching all wore expressions of astonishment.
A cheer suddenly erupted from somewhere, and then swept across the entire venue like a surging tide.
"Welcome our final victors! Brave human adventurers! Favored by Lady Luck!"