There is no distinction between special seats and ordinary seats in the Merlors Magic Arena.

So for the first time in the years, Count Cruz sat with a group of civilians.

Earl Cruz didn't mind sitting with a group of civilians, what he really minded was the atmosphere in this magical arena.

The grass used in the competition has been deserted for a long time, and weeds have grown from the cracks of the shattered rocks on the ground.

This feeling of desolation was unbearable to Count Cruz, the most dilapidated arena he had ever seen, and the ground was stained with dark red blood, rather than these weeds.

Earl Cruz observed the audience around him, mostly young people, and most of them were apprentices from the Magic Academy in terms of costumes.

The expressions on their faces were also very confused, and they didn't know what to look at when facing the desolate stadium below.

"Welcome to the scene of the Nolan Open!"

A middle-aged man sitting at a long table suddenly appeared on the two most conspicuous white walls in the entire arena.

"who is he?"

Earl Cruz subconsciously asked, no one would make loud noises on the field in any gladiator competition that cast iron players participated, let alone the situation where such sounds occupied the entire field.

"The pseudonym seems to be called Madden or something... Have you watched the talk show on Fallosi TV?"

A strange figure sounded beside Count Cruz. He turned his head and found that the Chaos Demon Joshu Yanorod was sitting behind him.

When? Earl Cruz moved his shoulders, making his relaxed nerves tense up again.

He didn't like a demon to appear behind him without even realizing it.

“I never were interested in the Fallosi performance.”

Earl Cruz pretended not to recognize Joseph and gave him an answer.

"Aren't you interested? Then there's nothing you can do. In short, he is a very famous linguist."

Qiao Xiu stared at the figure projected on the huge screen, the incarnation of the Brass Dragon, the guardian of the Black Wood Elf clan.

Before the game started, Qiao Xiu had been struggling to find a suitable commentator.

As a result, Jia Loli told Qiao Xiu in the briefing that the brass dragon seemed to be a double-breaker player in Warcraft and the Holy Spirit, and the ladder ranking seemed to be quite low.

So Qiao Xiu invited him here to serve as the world's first game commentator.

linguist?

Before the doubts in Earl Cruz appeared, the audience around him was very excited when they saw the middle-aged man in the picture.

It seems that they are here today not to watch the competition, but to watch the middle-aged man perform.

"I should say that I welcome all the Holy Spirit Summoners to the battlefield to watch the battle?"

The brass dragon continued to play his talkative attributes, but under Qiao Xiu's instructions, he also knew who the protagonist is today.

"Today's two contestants are masters standing at the peak of the Holy Spirit battlefield. The first one to represent the Holy Spirit Legion is the team from the Crohill Advanced Magic Academy!"

The Brass Dragon sat at the highest position in the entire arena, and with his non-human vision, he could directly see the situation on the lowest field.

Qiao Xiu controlled the daytime banshee photographer to give the camera to the Crohill team located on the left side of the field.

When the young magic apprentices came to the field, they seemed very nervous, but the youngest member was excited to accept the cheers of the people around them.

"All of them are young and immature faces, but each of them is qualified as a master in the battlefield of the Holy Spirit. So are there students from Crohill Academy present?"

The Brass Dragon's inquiry brought the heat of the audience to a climax again, and many people stood up and raised their hands.

Qiao Xiu also asked another daytime banshee photographer to run to the audience for shooting.

"When you go to the battlefield in the future, you can hold these classmates' thighs..."

After briefly introducing the team, the Brass Dragon once again looked at the battlefield on the other side.

"The cast iron man from the Kingdom of Steel is the cast iron who represents the Scourge!"

The picture on the screen changed in an instant, and a knight in pitch-black armor appeared on the ring, their steps were neat and uniform, like a well-trained army.

The cast ironists are indeed the strongest army in the country of steel. When they arrived at the front of the field, they took off their helmets from their heads and stared at the top of the audience.

Queen Yekana was sitting there watching them.

"It is worthy of being the strongest knights in the Kingdom of Steel. In this Holy Spirit War, I think they have the strongest ability to bully children."

The Brass Dragon paused when he said this, and he seemed to realize that he had activated the sarcasm skills again.

This sentence was equivalent to offending both sides of the team... Before coming, Qiao Xiu had repeatedly instructed the brass dragon to restrain himself.

Fortunately, after he realized that he said the wrong thing, he added another sentence to Qiao Xiu with great relief.

"But the Crohill team seems to be ready to crush this strongest legion, and even the young warriors can transform into powerful heroes on the battlefield of the Holy Spirit."

Qiao Xiu covered his cheeks and immediately felt that it was a wrong decision to let him make an explanation.

Earl Cruz, who was sitting under Joseph, had already held his hands tightly, and blue veins were rising on his forehead.

The cast ironists will participate in this ridiculous game, and it is already a shameful thing to play against a legion that even an adult does not have.

The Brass Dragon once again emphasized all this.

Seeing the count below, Qiao Xiu was already looking like he was ready to chat with the brass dragon after the game.

The benefits of being a pure blood dragon clan are probably here... You can mock humans so much that they are not afraid of being beaten.

"The brief introduction ends here! Please be ready for the summoners of both teams!"

Brass Dragon held a manuscript in his hand and read a few lines that Qiao Xiu prepared for him.

Members of the two teams walked into the silent hall temporarily built by Qiao Xiu...

The attendants responsible for maintaining the game have begun to guide them to the game-specific server in advance.

The hero's selection screen appeared on the screen, and a large number of purple inscriptions began to spread gradually in the center of the originally old competition venue.

A real Holy Spirit battlefield gradually appeared in the arena under the action of purple inscriptions...

Qiao Xiu could hear the surprise of all the audience around him sitting in the audience, but this surprise quickly turned into an excited cheer.

Because all the twenty-five heroes in the Holy Spirit appeared in the center of the field, they offered their unique greetings to all the audiences like real people.
Chapter completed!