Age of Mysticism Chapter 442

  Chapter 442 Divorce

  The Hercules competition is a competition of pure strength, and any technique to increase strength is not allowed. This red-eyed and irascible barbarian Hercules has obviously seriously violated the rules of the game, so he should be sentenced to lose directly.

  But everyone in the castle hall turned a blind eye to the abnormal appearance of the barbarian Hercules, and sent the red-eyed barbarian to the middle of the competition field with warm applause.

  The match referee stepped forward to check the two finalists.

  The referee also seemed to be blind. After a very careful inspection of the red-eyed barbarian, he announced that his physical condition was normal and met the competition requirements.

   Then there's checking Luke.

  The inspection was more careful, and even instruments were used for detection.

  Strictly speaking, Luke used secret techniques to obtain dragon blood, which is also cheating. But Luke didn't even find out that his human blood was impure using the most advanced equipment in Rage City, let alone the equipment in the Duke's Castle, which is countless generations behind.

  The barbarians wanted to prove that Luke was able to enter the final match of the Hercules because he used disgraceful means to cheat, thus denying the rumor that the human race is not weaker than the barbarians at the root.

   It can be seen how the barbarian referee checks. The human strongman in front of him is an undisputed human being, and he doesn't even have barbarian blood.

  The helpless referee could only announce that Luke, the human Hercules, was in normal physical condition and met the competition requirements.

   Anyway, he will lose.

  The referee announces that the two players will enter their respective competitive positions.

  Luke raised the lever and put it on his shoulder, and looked back at Baron Sergey.

   At this time, Baron Sergey was already sweating profusely. He didn't expect that the Duke of Celtic not only forced himself to bribe Luke, but also did a lot of things to Luke's opponent. Although I don't know what the crazy barbarian went through, but his strength is definitely much stronger than ten days ago.

  Mr. Luke, facing such an opponent, can he still win?

  If you lose, it will be another situation!

   While Luke was observing his surroundings, he suddenly felt his shoulders sinking. The huge force of the momentary depression caused Luke's conditioned reflex. His legs exerted force almost at the same time, and his waist straightened to withstand the downward force.

   And said to the referee on the side: "It seems that you haven't announced the start of the game yet?"

   After all, the referee still has a bit of professional ethics. Seeing that the red-eyed barbarian took the lead in attacking before he announced the start of the competition, he was about to stop the game.

  But the Duke of Celtic looked over and made the referee stop immediately, and said to Luke: "The game has already begun!"

  Since encountering a black whistle, Luke said with a smile: "You are the referee, you have the final say."

   Then Luke launched a counterattack.

  After being purified by the energy of the abyss, his body has greatly improved compared to ten days ago. If he met such a wrestling opponent at that time, he might need to compete with endurance to win. Now Luke doesn't want to waste too much time on this kind of competition.

  If there is a delay, who knows what tricks the other party will make.

  Luke stabilized his force posture and withstood the red-eyed barbarian's first burst of strength. When the opponent adjusted his breathing and prepared to explode his strength for the second wave of attack, Luke instantly exploded with all his strength.

  The balance of the lever tilted with an unstoppable momentum. Even if the red-eyed barbarian fought hard with all his strength, and even his swollen blood vessels burst open, he still failed to withstand the overwhelming momentum.

  With the sound of a broken bone, the red-eyed barbarian knelt on the ground, bowed his head and remained motionless...he didn't know life or death.

   There was silence in the hall, everyone stared blankly at the center of the field, many of them were not ready, and the game ended.

  Some people turned their heads while talking just now, and they look like this when they look back.

too fast!

  And why is the situation on the court different from what I imagined?

  The barbarian referee was also dumbfounded. He looked at the fallen barbarian with dull eyes, and the words that the Duke of Celtic said to himself echoed in his ears.

   "This game is about the dignity and honor of the barbarian. I believe that the barbarian Hercules, whom I have placed high hopes on, will win the game. You must also believe that."

  When the referee saw the red-eyed barbarian, he believed that he had won, but the result was...

   So unbelievable.

   Can this be done by humans!

  Luke lifted the lever to keep it at the standard height for victory, and asked the referee who had not announced the result of the game for a long time: "How long do I need to maintain this height? You will declare me victory!"

  The crumpled red-eyed barbarian was dead or alive, and absolutely lost the ability to continue the game.

  The referee looked at the Duke of Celtic. He really didn't dare to announce that the human being had won the champion Hercules.

  The expression on the Duke's face was extremely ugly. If killing people could solve the problem, he would not hesitate to kill this humiliated human being.

  However, since the result of the game has already been produced, it cannot be changed. He can't kill everyone here, as long as someone leaves the Duke's castle, the message that the human Hercules defeated the barbarian Hercules will be passed on.

  Killing people not only does not solve the problem, but also makes the problem more complicated.

   Various countermeasures passed through Duke Celtic's mind in a short period of time, and in the end he could only force a smile and applaud.

  The referee was relieved and announced loudly: "Congratulations to the human Hercules Luke for winning the final final of the Hercules competition and becoming the champion Hercules of this year."

  The Duke of Celtic took the lead in applauding, and the applause in the hall was sparse for a moment.

  The barbarian Hercules who fell to the ground was carried away by the soldiers. The Duke of Celtic invited Luke to go forward and accept the golden belt symbolizing the champion Hercules.

  The Duke of Celtic put the gold belt on Luke himself, and said: "I have something to say to you, follow me to the next room."

  Luke replied: "Yes, Your Excellency the Duke."

  The Duke of Celtic is also called Baron Sergei.

  The three entered the room, the door was closed, and the Duke's personal soldiers guarded the outside.

  The Duke of Celtic put away his smile, and couldn't help but ask with murderous intent: "Who can give me an explanation for the result of the game?"

   Baron Sergey immediately pretended to be annoyed and questioned Luke: "Mr. Luke, you promised me that I would lose the game, and you also received a check from me for fifty million Reichsmarks.

  Why would you give me an opposite match result? "

Facing the furious Duke of Celtic and Baron Sergey, Luke acted very innocent: "I don't know what happened. According to the agreement, I will let the game stalemate for a while to make the game more enjoyable. Finally Lixie lost.

  The game started, my opponent took the lead in attacking, and I barely withstood the pressure. According to common sense, I should attack a wave and let him sink to increase suspense.

  But who knew that guy was so good-looking and useless, I wanted to stop halfway, but it was already too late. This is totally not the behavior that a professional strongman should have. Is the medicine the Duke fed him too much? "

  Luke put a black pot on Duke Celtic's head, making Baron Sergey want to give him a thumbs up on the spot.

   Now the pressure is on the Duke.

  The expression of the Duke of Celtic froze, and the killing intent dissipated instantly without a trace.

   "Did you take too much medicine?"

"I must have eaten too much!" Luke strengthened this argument again, and took out the World Bank check of 50 million Reichsmarks from his pocket: "I have already received money from Baron Sergey, and as an adventurer, I must He will keep his promise, and there is absolutely no need for His Excellency the Duke to let that poor barbarian Hercules take the potion.

  Looking at him like that, he almost lost his mind, attacking with all his strength before the referee announced the start of the game.

  Of course, I also have certain responsibilities, and it's fine if I lost the game at that time. But don't I want to make the game more like a game? It turned out to be like this.

  I am embarrassed to ask for this money any more, please take it back, Lord Baron. "

   Baron Sergey did not accept the check, and said regretfully: "Mr. Luke did something bad with good intentions. But..."

  Although Baron Sergei didn't finish his sentence, the Duke of Celtic knew that he was saying that he was unnecessary and didn't trust his loyalty.

   Now the Duke of Celtic can't figure out what is going on with such a result in this game?

   Luke and Sergey teamed up to cheat themselves?

   Or the problem is really on his own side, the barbarian Hercules should not be given the potion.

   I am afraid that even if the barbarian Hercules was pulled over, he would not be able to explain it clearly.

  The Duke of Celtic looked at Baron Sergey, and then at Luke. He couldn't see anything unusual, so he could only pretend to be confused on this matter.

   "Now that the results of the competition have come out, there is no point in pursuing it. It's just that I planned to announce the lifting of the factory restrictions after the competition. Now it seems that I can only postpone it and look for opportunities."

Baron Sergey immediately said: "My lord, all of us human merchants who are trusted by you are all preparing for the lifting of the factory restriction. We sold all the properties to raise funds, and a lot of money for purchasing equipment and materials has been paid. Out. In order to build factories as soon as possible to produce the materials needed by the barbarian army, we even borrowed huge foreign debts.

   If you don't lift the factory restrictions, we'll go bankrupt immediately.

   When you are ready to lift the factory restrictions next time, we may no longer be able to build factories for you. "

Luke chimed in and said, "These days I live in the house of the barbarian merchant Mrs. Fekchik. Mrs. Fekchik is now the person who owns the most shops and workshops in the entire holy mountain. She even bought Sergey The baron's best iron workshop."

Sergey went on to say: "Mrs. Fekchik is a member of the Barbarian Stone Family. If you don't lift the factory restrictions this time, the Stone Family will never sell the shops and workshops until the next time. Build factories."

  The Duke of Celtic did not expect that this night would be such a torment.

   Those who buy shops and workshops from human merchants must be barbarians and nobles. If all the human merchants are bankrupt this time, no one will enforce the factory restrictions next time.

  But the emergence of the human champion Hercules this time has an impact on the entire Tedgar Hills, no less than the lifting of factory restrictions.

  The shackles of the people in the Tedgar Hills were unlocked, and it was absolutely impossible to give them a certain space to display their abilities, and then try to restrict them in the future.

  But the pressure brought by the imperial army made him have to release the power of the human race.

   "Sergey, you go out first. I have something I want to talk to Mr. Luke alone."

   "Yes, Your Excellency the Duke!"

   Baron Sergey withdrew, leaving only Luke and Celtic in the room.

   Celtic observed Luke, and said after a while: "I want the storm barbarian magic transformation technology, please make an offer."

  The Storm Barbarian has been tested in the Duke's Castle for many days, and no signs of decay have been found, which means that this is a constant magical transformation technique.

  Comprehensive combat power, the Storm Barbarian is strong enough to compete with the Blood Oath Barbarian. And because the storm barbarian can control wind energy, it is more practical in some situations than the blood-sworn barbarian who simply increases strength.

  In the situation where the output of Bloodsworn Barbarians has been unable to increase, Storm Barbarians are a very good supplement. If the storm barbarian has a high production capacity, the Duke of Celtic would not mind replacing the blood-sworn barbarian to reduce the dependence on the temple of the abyss.

   Now the Terran side is unstoppable, and the Duke of Celtic is bound to win against the Storm Barbarians.

   Therefore, Celtic's tone is firm, and there is no room for negotiation.

  Luke replied: "My lord, the Temple of the Abyss also wants the Storm Barbarian's transformation technology. In order to enjoy it exclusively, Apostle Victor even made me a priest of the Abyss."

  In order to prove his words, Luke took out the sacrificial badge he just received.

  Hearing that the Temple of the Abyss actually wanted the Storm Barbarians to transform the technology, and even wanted to enjoy it exclusively, the Celtic Duke immediately understood what Apostle Victor was thinking.

   The interior of the Abyss Temple is in a mess. What they can provide to the Barbarian Legion is completely sorry for the support given to them by the Duke Castle.

  The appearance of the storm barbarians is a serious threat to the status of the Abyssal Temple, and it is also an opportunity to improve its status.

   Exclusive access to the storm barbarian technology, the Abyss Temple will definitely ask for more funding.

  The Celtic Duke asked: "Did you give the Storm Barbarian transformation technology to the Temple of the Abyss?"

   "No!" Luke put away the sacrificial badge: "I want to sell this technology to you, the Duke. You will definitely give me a very good price and allow me to leave the Tedgar Hills safely with the money."

  The Duke of Celtic nodded comfortably: "Only I am not worried about the spread of storm barbarian transformation technology, so I will not kill you. You are very smart, let's talk about the price now."

  The Celtic Duke thought that the storm barbarian modification technology had already been obtained, but he didn't expect Luke to say: "Apostle Victor wants me to wait two days before giving you this technology."

  The Duke frowned and asked, "Why?"

   "The Temple of the Abyss is preparing for an abyss to descend. Your Excellency the Duke should know about this."

   "I know! Apostle Victor reported to me that the death of the four apostles caused heavy damage to the Temple of the Abyss, so they wanted to use this coming of the abyss to promote the four apostles to fill the vacancy."

  Luke said: "The abyss will come within these two days. Apostle Victor gave me one of the apostles, on the condition that my transaction with you, Lord Duke, be postponed for two days."

   "What does this condition have to do with the coming of the abyss?"

  Luke shrugged: "I don't know, after all, I don't understand the abyss. But Apostle Victor seems to be convinced that as long as I accept the transformation of the abyss, I will definitely reject all your conditions and give him the Storm Barbarian technology."

  Abyss!

  The Celtic Duke suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

   The Abyss Apostles are a group of lunatics who can do anything!

  (end of this chapter)

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