Start a Dungeon

Host: "The championship finals begins now!"

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A: "Ladies! Gentlemen! Audience gentlemen! Now comes the most exciting moment. We can see that the two contestants have entered the venue."

B: "Yes!"

Night has fallen outside, and the arena, which was originally like daylight with the blessing of light magic, suddenly dropped in light when the two contestants entered the arena.

Then, a lot of spotlights shone on them, and everyone in the audience stood up from their seats and whistled desperately at the two people who walked into the middle of the field.

The rectangular cement arena in the middle of the arena covers an area of ​​12,000 square meters. Previously, all the top 64 players were crammed in here and it didn't look too crowded. But now that it is free for these two big guys to fight, people are a little worried about whether such an area is enough. use.

After all, when they were in the semi-finals, the entire stadium was blown up like an air raid in London, although it looked very enjoyable.

The two players, one tall and one low, walked to the middle of the field and shook each other's hands as a sign of etiquette. However, judging from the looks in their eyes as if they were revenged for killing their father, it was clear that etiquette should go away.

The two players separated and came to the high platform at the edge of the east and west sides of the arena. Due to the distance, there was a 360° holographic image on the high platform for them to observe the situation and give instructions to the elves in the middle arena.

Everything is ready, there are only 5 minutes left before the start.

A: "Although most of you already know this, please forgive me for introducing it to you in a grand way!"

Mr. A's voice resounded throughout the entire arena, and people in the audience all stood up and enthusiastically shouted the name of the player they supported.

A: "The elegant and handsome man standing on the console in the east of the arena is the second-in-command of the Rose Guild, nicknamed the Lord of Thunder - Mr. Villiers Bate!!!"

All the spotlights were focused on the young man on the high platform to the east. He had blond olive hair, wore a black luxury tuxedo, and was dressed meticulously like a gentleman attending a ball.

"Villiers! Villiers! Villiers!"

"I love you Villiers!"

"Don't lose, kid!!! I bet you 300,000 to win!!"

"Let him taste the power of your Thunder God Controller!!"

"Don't embarrass Pikachu again!!"

Men shouted, women screamed, and amid the cries of countless people around them, the young Pikachu master, Villiers, raised his hands in the air and kept waving to the surroundings before bending down to salute gracefully.

A: "I hope Mr. Villiers can achieve good results. Then all spectators, please look to the west of the stadium!!"

The spotlight moved away from Villiers and focused all the way to the west.

Standing on the high platform was a burly but not very tall man. He was wearing the dwarf's unique velvet leather armor and a horn helmet. He had short but thick brown hair. He has a big beard and looks like a half-dwarf human.

A: "The strong man standing on the console in the west of the arena is the striker of the Rock Guild, nicknamed the Fury of the Earth - Bazel Nomu!!!"

"Ouch!!!!" Bazel raised his arms high, showing off his bulging biceps and roared to the sky.

"Bazel! Bazel! Bazel!!"

"Fuck that sissy to death!!"

"I bet you 200,000! Don't lose!"

"Your frog can restrain him! You can win!"

The fans belonging to Bazelle stood up and howled loudly. Most of them were strong men. The screams of the ladies were obviously much weaker than those of Villiers, and most of them were mature women.

A: "It seems that everyone is looking forward to seeing the exciting competition. Are you right? Mr. B?"

The sound of drinking water came from the large airship above, and then the sound of bottle caps being put on. People fell into silence for a moment, as if they were waiting for something.

B: "Yes!"

"Oh!!!!" The audience seemed to have restarted, and the cheers started again.

Field Hall

Lott lay on his side on the sofa, his head resting on Maria's knees and letting her help pick out his ears. At the same time, he looked at the holographic screen in front of him and asked, "What did the old fat people buy?"

Vickers took a look at the tablet in his hand and replied: "They bought Bazel who has an SR-level Bulbasaur."

"What are the attributes of the other Pikachu?"

"R-level, I have learned a few relatively powerful skills." Vickers began to introduce to Lott the skills that Pikachu could not naturally learn.

As long as the skill card is cleared, the elf can have new skills, but no matter what, it has to be related to attributes. For example, Pikachu cannot learn flying or other skills.

After hearing this, Lott immediately smiled and said: "Although his Pikachu skills are powerful, he doesn't have many skill points for him to waste."

The SR-level Charmander that Lott took out when he left the field earlier used the SR and R-level skill cards to obtain PP15 of Big Character Explosion and PP5 of Flame Cutter. The latter 15 and 5 represent the available quantities. In other words, although The skills are advanced, but they cannot fight for a long time.

In an elf battle, when two people are of equal strength, they cannot instantly kill their opponent.

So the number of available skills is key.

"How much did the old men of Sumir pay?" Lot asked.

"50 million bought Bulbasaur." Vickers replied.

Lott closed his eyes, felt the faint fragrance exuding from Maria, pondered for a moment, and said, "We will spend 50 million to buy Pikachu."

R-level Pikachu faced off against SR-level Bulbasaur. Whether it was in terms of potential or attributes, Pikachu was at a disadvantage, and it was quite huge. Even ordinary people knew this after watching several rounds of Pokémon battles.

And now, the reason why so many people still buy Villiers to win is that, in addition to their crazy admiration for Pikachu, there is also the fact that this nobleman seems to have countless high-end cards. In the semi-finals alone, I have used 5 SR cards in a row.

So he should have some room for success in the finals, right?

In fact, the number of SR cards he currently has is almost the same as that of his opponent.

"Now that it's here, let's make peace with it. Let's pray that the Pi God can create a miracle." Lott replied with a smile. After finishing, he glanced at the energy display in the distance, which clearly showed: 9.5 million!

15,000 adventurers, so far each person has emitted an average of 210 points of energy, a total of 3.15 million

26,600 ordinary people, each person has emitted an average of 50 points of energy so far, a total of 1.33 million

The original total energy was 5 million, and with the addition of these new ones, the total energy is 9.5 million!

This can be regarded as directly meeting Lott's expectations. If this is the case, then you can buy a few more Scarabs.

As for the price

Due to the continuous high secretion of adrenaline, every adventurer feels symptoms such as slight dizziness, accelerated heartbeat, chills, and constant trembling - poisoning due to excessive secretion of adrenaline.

Lott frowned and glanced at the emotions and heartbeat index of all human beings on the big screen: Ordinary people are fine, but the emotions of gangsters are a bit too high!

The crazy atmosphere at the scene aroused everyone's nerves. They stared at the two players on the field with bloodshot eyes and kept roaring, looking like a group of hungry beasts.

Ordinary people will not have such a strong reaction when watching a game, but adventurers are different. At high levels, their bodies and reflexes are several times that of ordinary people. After all, the environment dictates that without these, they would not be able to fight monsters. survive.

As for the shortcomings, the emotions reflected in receiving information are more sensitive and intense than ordinary people. This seems to be like suffering from the sequelae of war trauma, but they are not. It is just the relationship between the work environment that makes them like this. Reaction, this can play a very good supporting role in combat.

Therefore, not everyone can be an adventurer. Of course, in order to prevent the gangsters from going out to smash and loot due to excessive excitement, the comfort of the kiln sisters plays a vital role.

This is also the reason why Lott strongly supports Happy Street. He gives them almost everything they ask for, except for tax exemption. If possible, he really plans to do this. After all, he cannot treat these heroines who are holding the last line of defense for the dungeon badly. them.

The goblins responsible for command and dispatch on the second deck looked at the adventurers' reactions, and then frequently looked back at the lord, asking in their eyes what to do?

Will the adventurer die if this continues?

"As long as you don't die, let's talk tomorrow." Lott waved his hand downwards.

Let's let the little witch come up with some potions to quickly subside the adrenaline tomorrow.

Host: "The time is up, the betting window is closed, and the game begins!"

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