Chapter 353 352 [Real Gambler]
On the field, Elisande and the mysterious female magic swordsman Aluriel were already in place.
The game management only needs to clean up the traces left by the battle before the game can begin.
Elisande's little fireball with no smoke and smoke just now made a big hole in the field. The assistants hurriedly used magic to fill the hole and restore the white stone floor.
This is a very common situation, and the competition venue will inevitably suffer some damage during the duel.
Although the tournament management is fully capable of keeping the venue intact during the battle, no matter how fierce the fighting is, they will never do so. In contrast, the audience would rather see spells fighting against bombs, sand and rocks.
Flying across the sky, the earth and rocks are all over the sky, and the scene is like destroying the sky and the earth. Enjoy the unparalleled visual impact, instead of hitting it here and there without even a single floor tile being blown away.
On the other hand, the auditorium was completely immersed in noise. The crowd had recovered from the shock of Scott's death, especially the gamblers, who had begun to whisper to each other about the odds and the best way to bet on this game.
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The audience of the annual spell showdown includes not only civilians who are fascinated by arcane magic, spectators who live ordinary lives and long for strong sensory experiences, girls who admire star players, but also a shocking number of gamblers.
Nine out of ten viewers will choose to gamble on entertainment.
Gambling is closely related to competitions, and the official handicap is one of the important sources of financial revenue for Suramar City. By charging only 10% of the betting amount, nearly one million gold coins can be collected every year.
More than ten years ago, the ever-expanding Kaldorei Empire inevitably collided with the behemoth troll tribe, and the war entered a fierce stage as soon as it started.
As military expenditures soared, tax rates also increased. The living standards of the Kaldorei civilians were getting worse day by day, and they were miserable. In fact, it was only a relative hardship. Even during the war, the living standards of the Kaldorei in ancient times were
, and it is far from being comparable to the races of Azeroth in later generations. Compared with them, no matter how well-fed humans are, their living standards are no different than beggars.
Although due to the prestige accumulated by Her Majesty the Queen, there has been no chaos within the Kaldorei Empire that no one wants to see, but for the people of Suramar City, at least their deflated wallets prevent them from doing what they once did.
Indulge yourself in the annual magic duel event.
In recent years, the war has finally come to an end. The trolls have been trapped everywhere, and a great empire rarely seen in ancient times is about to rise in the land where the stars shine.
A few months ago, in order to inspire people and dispel the haze of the past decade or so, major cities in the empire held grand parades on the Queen's birthday. Affected by this, this year's Spell Showdown in Suramar City,
The scale is also unprecedentedly large. Just providing free snacks and drinks consumes hundreds of thousands of treasury funds.
However, this small amount of money is nothing to the officials of Suramar City. This city is one of the most glorious and highest-income megacities in the Kaldorei Empire, except for the capital Zin Aissalin.
With good expectations for the future, this year's event became a carnival for gamblers. There were long lines in front of the betting points in each section of the auditorium, and it was a mess.
The tournament management did not expect that there would be so many bettors this year. Even if they added a lot of temporary betting points, they would not be able to fully absorb the bets from the audience. They had to send a large number of people to walk through the auditorium to help collect the bets.
Bet amount.
The troublesome thing is that there are too many surprises in this year's game, and the current battle is even more unpredictable.
Many professionals who serve the tournament management and can see the strength comparison between the two participating parties at a glance, and quickly give a reasonable odds range after comprehensive consideration, are now in trouble. Because the contestants are all horizontal.
Among the dark horses born out of nowhere, one is a genius student and the other is a mysterious female demon swordsman...
"Are the odds out?"
Someone caught the employee collecting the bet amount.
The male spectator who wished to bet had back-length hair and was dressed in white washed silk clothes. From his hairstyle to his clothes, everything proved that he had maintained a good standard of living for more than ten years.
At least among the common people in Xiacheng District, he is in the middle and upper reaches. He may be a businessman. After all, who does rough work would have such long hair.
"It just came out, whose odds do you want to see?"
The staff member, who was sweating profusely, was adjusting his clothes. He had been pulled in this way hundreds of times, three buttons fell off, and his tight shirt almost turned into a cardigan that exposed his chest.
"That little genius."
The staff member looked at the record board in his hand and said, "Win 5.15, draw 2.88, lose 1.15..."
"So exaggerated?"
The businessman's eyes suddenly widened. He glanced at Elisande on the field, subconsciously bit his finger and started thinking. The odds... It seems that the big guys who manage the handicap also feel that the little genius
He can't beat the mysterious magic swordsman, and the odds are about the same as he guessed...
"Sir, can I come first?" Soon, the gathered bettors surrounded the two people, and someone urged them.
"Wait a moment, it will be ready soon."
The businessman replied politely, gritted his teeth, took out more than twenty silver coins that were still warm, and said to the staff: "Ellisande, bet on victory!"
How can you make a fortune without taking a chance!
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Elisande's performance was amazing enough, and he even defeated Sarode, the favorite after Horn. However, people believe that there are some factors in this that the latter underestimated the opponent. If it were not for the big win, Sarode
You won't lose so easily.
The most important thing is that judging from the situation in the last game, the female demon swordsman is so powerful that she defeated the quasi-moon guard Mourning with an absolute crushing force. She is not only proficient in spells, but also has the double heads in her hands.
The curved blade sword is also a rare enchanted weapon...
Anyone with a little knowledge of magic knows that mages are afraid of close combat. The ensuing fierce attacks will disrupt their spell-casting rhythm. If placed in a normal combat environment, facing this female demon swordsman, keeping a distance is not the best option.
Impossible, but the current competition is limited to a 200-meter radius by an invisible barrier.
In other words, in this kind of competition environment, the advantage of this female demon swordsman will be infinitely magnified. No matter how strong the enemy is, as long as he successfully drags the opponent into melee combat, the situation will be reversed in an instant.
Although Elisande has superhuman magical talent, her limited actual combat experience also destined her to be unable to defeat this mage's natural enemy.
"What a rare talent. Even if Scott is still alive, I'm afraid he won't be able to defeat Oruriel." After dealing with Scott's death, Wells returned to the third box in low spirits. As soon as he entered, he was filled with emotion.
, he had been observing Aluriel for a long time on the sidelines, "As long as she is given enough time, she will definitely become a strong person that cannot be ignored."
Even for the ancient Kaldorei Empire, people who can perfectly combine magic talents with melee talents are quite rare.
Ferguson couldn't help but ask:
"Why have I never heard of this name? Such a person should not be unknown."
"I only know that she is from the south." Wells pointed to the sidelines, "Prince Faroldis and the Lord of Black Crow Castle have sent people there. Once the game is over, they will contact this mysterious woman
The Demon Swordsman...it seems like everyone wants to recruit her."
"Aren't you royal mages interested?"
"How can we defeat Prince Faroldis?" Wells shook his head and smiled, then sat down.
After hearing Wells's comment, Padrich raised the corner of his mouth slightly, glanced at Angmar who was taking his time, and began to fumble around in the enchanted space bag again. After a while, he took out a robe and showed it to Angmar, and said with confidence.
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"If I bet on this robe again, as long as I win, in addition to the two crystals, how about you also return my pair of gloves to me?"
It's such a thoughtful thing, and it comes with a robe... Angmar touched the smooth skirt of the robe. Although he didn't know the texture of the robe, he also understood that it must not be a mortal thing, at least something with superior magical affinity.
Characteristic thread.
With the help of the enhanced magic attached to it, the robe should be able to store a certain amount of arcane energy. Whenever the wearer uses a spell, the robe can supply energy to a certain extent, saving mana consumption in disguise, which is equivalent to the third portable magic robe.
2. "Mana Bar".
He examined it carefully and found that the magic power reserves of the robe were comparable to the total magic power of an epic mage.
"Master Padrich's enchanting skills are truly extraordinary."
Angmar praised, if this robe could store the magic power of the Sunwell Essence in her body, wouldn't little Elisande's spellcasting ability double when she wore the robe and carried the golden crystal he gave her?
"I am over-flattered."
Hearing Angmar's praise, Padrich's eyes narrowed to a slit, and his face was filled with pride.
It can be seen that this must be another proud work.
Angmar asked: "Master Padrich, do you really want to continue betting?"
No one knows better than him how terrifying Elisande's talent is.
When she was in Zuldazar, this girl, who was equivalent to a human girl of fourteen or fifteen years old, took only half a day to learn the seven or eight defensive spells taught to her by Angmar, as well as the corresponding combinations and variations.
As for the evocation spells, Angmar only mentioned a few words briefly and did not teach in depth. There is still a long way to go. Angmar plans to teach her offensive spells slowly in the future. For mages, they must first learn to protect.
You are the foundation for embarking on the path of arcana.
But Elisande's stunning performance just now made Angmar understand something.
Elisande has far exceeded his expectations. She has completely changed her spell-casting mentality. She no longer relies on the meager magic power of the Well of Eternity in her body, but instead uses the arcane energy in the magic network to cast spells. Otherwise, relying solely on her strength,
The mana in the body is not enough to supply that extremely powerful fireball technique - this is not a fireball technique, it is clearly a pyrotechnic technique that has no shape, but is actually powerful and far exceeds the average!
Daylight above, Angmar never taught her this!
She only listened to Angmar talk a few words about the principles of the evocation system in later generations, and combined it with her knowledge of the fireball technique, she mastered Pyroblast, a profound evocation flame branch spell, by analogy. If she had waited for her to learn it,
With the correct spell model and weaving techniques, Angmar simply couldn't imagine that the power would be multiplied several times.
Among the mages he had come into contact with, perhaps only Prince Kael'thas had such a talent. Angmar was confident that Elisande would defeat the succubus swordsman without any doubt.
"For entertainment." Padrich waved his hand and said casually.
Angmar was quite amused. Padrich looked determined to win. It would be inappropriate for him to refuse, so he could only nod his head and put the gloves on the table, "Okay."
Padrich stared at his gloves and said confidently:
"Then it's settled..."
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"Game start!"
After the referee gave an order, Aluriel didn't even cast a protective spell. He let out a squeak and launched a charge. It was obvious that he was wary of the power of Elisande's spells and had no intention of holding back.
It only took less than two seconds for the female magic swordsman to rush past the fifty-meter distance. At this time, Elisande's spell also arrived.
Chapter completed!