Chapter 509: Go to war, Sharna!

“It’s so relaxing.”

Sitting on the soft grass, with the breeze mixed with the smell of the rising sun blowing in my face, I sighed with enjoyment.

"Yes, it's so leisurely, click, click..."

The little fox sitting next to him kept chewing snacks and looking at the playing field indifferently.

This magical space is worthy of being a competition space created by the Angel Clan. Even if you sit far away, you can zoom in if you "want" to watch. It is more convenient than any high-tech large screen or live broadcast. Of course,

It would be even better if there was another commentator.

As an elder, I also have the privilege of having my own open space, where no one will disturb me, and I can quietly take my wives to watch the game.

The question is, why do I, the protagonist, sit and watch the game?

"I originally thought I was the protagonist of this game."

Look at Vilas and Sarah below me. They came specially to watch the game with me, but they started to yawn in the middle of the game. One of them fell asleep with one of my thighs on their pillows. They slept peacefully and peacefully, breathing evenly with a small smile.

The little white nose trembled slightly, the long eyelashes were gently closed, and the strands of soft hair were hanging down. Not to mention how cute they were, I felt that watching them was much more interesting than watching the game.

"Yes, every adventurer thinks that he is the protagonist of this game."

The little fox was still looking at the arena with an indifferent look that could not tell whether it was interesting or not. She responded casually and kept stuffing snacks into her mouth with her little hands, stuffing one of her cheeks full.

The fifth day of the competition has passed. The camp-level, Lugaoin-level, and Kuras-level competitions have ended. Now it is the demon fortress-level competition.

In the first three levels of the competition, although the fox clan had nothing to be proud of, they still achieved good results and did not embarrass the clan. The little fox's task was more than half completed and he could hold his head high.

He took the soldier back with his chest, so he acted particularly calm at this moment.

"According to the law of novels, the protagonist often appears at the beginning, grows up by defeating countless enemies, goes through many hardships, and after countless supporting characters die, finally breaks into the finals and fights the boss to the death..."

I casually opened a heroic knight novel and looked shocked: "Could it be that I am the boss instead of the protagonist?"

"You have read too many novels. Let Veras wash your brain with a rag and squeeze out everything inside." The little fox still complained in a neutral tone.

The only thing that can be squeezed out is brain. You want to kill me, right...

"Uh-huh--"

In her sleep, Vilas seemed to feel someone calling her name, and she turned over unconsciously, with a soft smile gently forming on the corner of her mouth. She didn't know what kind of dream she was having. Her innocent and natural look was really cute.

shocked.

No wonder they all talk about it in one go, but then fail again and again. At the beginning of the martial arts tournament, I still thought about punching Carlos, kicking the mysterious mage, and knocking out the barbarian named Seatik with a headbutt. In the championship

I shouted "Brother Xinchun, get eternal life" three times on the stage, but now all my anger has been exhausted.

"Speaking of which, are you really confident that you can defeat Master Kasha's three disciples? Didn't I say that the Paladin named Carlos once defeated you easily?"

The little fox finally turned around, his big black eyes twinkling, and he looked at me seriously.

"It was there in the past, but it's gone now. Besides, I was no match for Carlos at that time. It's hard to say now. I must avenge this."

Under the stimulation of the little fox, I finally ignited a glimmer of fighting spirit. With this fighting spirit, burn it. My little universe, a single spark, can start a prairie fire.

"Huh? Is it hard to tell? In other words, I'm still not sure." The little fox's beautiful big eyes blinked, which made me feel guilty for a while.

"Don't underestimate me, I train every day, and my current strength is extraordinary." Seeing that the fire that had finally been ignited was about to be extinguished, I quickly spoke to save it.

"Really? I think you are in a daze every day. Besides..." The little fox looked me up and down and suddenly sighed.

Hey, what are you talking about? Why are you sighing so ominously when you continue talking? Just say what you are going to say, even if it is offensive, otherwise I will feel even more depressed.

Oh bastard!!

After sighing for a long time, the little fox turned a blind eye and looked at me: "You bad guy, you don't have the temperament of a master at all. Although I haven't seen that Carlos, his aura must be terrifying.

Well, if you look like this, others will look down on you."

"..."

I can't argue with it, I really can't argue with it. Thinking back to the feeling of seeing Carlos in Lu Gaoyin, my current strength must be better than his back then, but when it comes to the temperament of a master...

"I... I am doing this to show my enemy that I am weak, don't you understand? It's a strategy, a strategy... Damn it, I'm just a master without temperament. All I need is Vilas and the others, wuwu..."

Feeling that even I couldn't convince myself, I suddenly burst into tears. I snatched the snacks from the little fox's arms, stuffed them into my mouth in large gulps, and turned my head away.

"Ah, anyway... click, click, click... I don't have the temperament of a master, you can go and sit with someone who has the temperament of an expert... click, click, click..."

"Oh, I feel like a child."

The little fox smiled softly, with charming eyes. He leaned over, stretched out his white fingers, and poked me in the face a few times: "For a bad guy like you, I..."

"What are you two doing? If you continue, I can't pretend I didn't see it."

The little ghost's dissatisfied voice suddenly sounded from the side. Her silver eyes looked over, her mouth was pursed, she looked at me, and then she glared at her natural enemy "Sexy Fox", and finally her eyes fell on my hand that I had snatched from the little fox's arms.

Pack snacks.

Then, he looked at the half-eaten diamond held in his hand like a pine cone. His eyes were a little reluctant, and he licked the corner of his mouth, holding back his saliva, and finally hummed. He turned his head and bit into it.

Half of the diamonds were handed to me.

Yeah, it's no use even if you hum.

Looking at the diamond sticking out to my mouth, my teeth started to hurt again.

"Huh——?" Seeing that I still didn't accept it, the little ghost stared at me with a sinister look.

It’s useless even if you stare!!

"You just eat that naughty fox's food. Why don't you want to eat what I gave you? It's rare...it's rare that I can bear the pain and give up..." The little ghost lowered his head, his whole body trembled slightly, and he gradually exuded a feeling that he was about to go berserk.

The black atmosphere.

"This is not a matter of willingness, but whether it is possible. Don't take it for granted that everyone can eat diamonds, you bastard. It's time for you to wake up to me. All Rogge! All mankind! All Dark Continent! Can!

You are the only one who eats diamonds with gusto, you are just a greedy and stupid ghost."

"I don't listen, I don't listen, Xiaofan is a fool, a big fool (I bite), a big pervert (I bite), a big bastard (I bite, bite)——!!"

"Oh oh - oh!! Stop it, you canine, you're bleeding, you're going to bleed, damn it, if you don't stop I'm going to fight back, look at my Thousand Buddha's Hands Quartet!!"

"Alas, it's starting again..."

The little fox sighed regretfully, raised his upper body, and lay down naturally on the soft grass. He took a deep breath, looked up at the sky, and thought to himself, this kind of life is not bad, only around this bad guy.

…

That day, the Demon Fortress-level competition finally ended, and starting from the next day, it was the much-anticipated Harrogas competition.

However, it still doesn’t belong to me.

Early the next morning, adventurers gathered around the competition venue. Except for the first day of the competition, when the Angel Gate opened for the first time, it was no longer as lively as it is now. Most of the adventurers here are waiting for today.

Come see the strongest level battle in the first world.

On the vast grassland, hundreds of arenas have been merged into ten. For safety reasons, spectators are no longer allowed to gather around the arena to watch the game. They can only stand on the periphery of the field. Just like a football or basketball game, the field is divided into

There are ten venues, and the audience is watching the game from the outside.

However, each of the ten venues here is more than ten times larger than a football field.

And the angel I had been longing for finally appeared. Twelve "angels" were constantly flying and patrolling over the field, attracting the attention of most adventurers.

However, I guess many adventurers are a little disappointed. According to legend, angels have beautiful and handsome faces, with one or more pairs of beautiful white wings on their backs, and their whole bodies exude a holy light that makes people worship them.

These twelve angels, six men and six women, are very handsome or extremely beautiful, and their perfect body proportions can only be described as perfect. There is no flaw in their appearance, even though they are famous for their beauty.

The elves are somewhat inferior to them.

The power exuded from the body is also powerful enough. At first glance, each one seems to have at least pseudo-domain level strength. They pass through the air, and the powerful holy aura also presses down, making the most restless adventurers below,

You have to abide by the rules conscientiously.

However, I always feel that something is missing, those wings on my back? Without wings, how can I be considered an angel? That’s true, but it doesn’t feel quite right. In short, I’m a bit disappointed.

It's like a game that you really wanted to buy before you bought it, but you can't find the interest to play it after buying it, so you can only store it in a corner. It's a feeling of loss after "gaining".

"What's wrong? Are you not happy to see the angel you've always wanted to see?" Akara on the side smiled calmly.

Strictly speaking, today is the first day of the competition. The first four levels of competition can only be regarded as warm-ups at best. Therefore, on the first day of the Harrogas level competition, we elders still have to act as if they are on a tour.

Gathering together for a performance, commonly known as a catwalk.

"I'm a little disappointed. I can't express my feeling. I hope the four-winged angel will bring surprises after the game." I shrugged helplessly.

"Actually, angels are no different from us humans. They also have emotions and desires, but they are born with the power of holiness. In addition, the rules of the angel clan are strict and conservative, and are exaggerated by the beliefs of the human church, so they appear mysterious to us.

, just a tall image."

Akara did not hesitate to hear whether the angels in the sky could hear it, so he said in a very judgmental tone, and the elders of various ethnic groups next to him also nodded in agreement.

If you think about it carefully, you can actually think of the Angel Clan as a powerful race in another world. The leader is the Archangel Michael. They have their own customs and culture. Apart from being powerful, there is actually nothing to be surprised about.

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But if I have the chance, I really want to visit the Angel Clan to see where they live and what the so-called heaven is really like.

After walking around as usual, we dispersed and went to the arena where the warriors of our own tribe competed. The old drunkard also followed us from behind.
To be continued...