Chapter 285
Chapter 285 The Arena
A circular amphitheater, an oval stage for combat, an impenetrable energy barrier, and an arena full of passionate spectators…
Guriad Arena. In terms of design and architecture, it wasn’t much different from Greem’s past life memories of the Colosseum.
When Greem finally entered the arena alongside the Byron adepts the whole arena went silent. The adepts and apprentices remained quiet in their seats, assessing Greem and the Byron adepts with odd and doubtful gazes.
Some adepts who were familiar with each other couldn’t help but start murmuring when they saw Greem. Greem could only see their mouths move, but not a single sound came out of their throats. It was obvious that they were communicating using magic.
“No need to get nervous! The Byron Clan will help you deflect any kind of variable or interference that might come from the outside. You just do your best to beat the opponent.” Adept Nunnally ground her teeth as she sent a voice transmission to Greem, “Remember, you must win!”
Even though she knew that this would probably put more pressure on Greem, the path to retreat was already shut off for the Byron Clan. Thus, after giving Greem a wicked and mean ‘encouragement’, Nunnally sat down and waited for the outcome in silence.
Angus let out an awkward laugh. He looked at Greem with an expression that suggested at the complexity and difficulty of the situation, but he didn’t say anything more.
The silver-robed adept looked at the Golem Knight first. An expression of great desire and admiration appeared on his face. However he couldn’t help but be stunned for a second when he looked towards Greem “You are Greem? Representing the Byron Clan? Where’s your golem?”
Greem took a summoning core out of his belt and threw it to the ground. The sound of a fiery explosion rang out, and a massive and powerful giant rose from the flames, standing silently beside Greem.
“An elementium golem!”
“To fight an magical puppet with an elementium golem. The Byrons must have gone mad… “
“Indeed. Are the Byrons such fools? To use an elementium golem against a magical puppet… “
A wave of noise rose as chattering and murmuring spread throughout the crowd, quickly drowning the Byron Clan adepts with their voices.
Adept Nunnally coldly scanned the entire place with her Spiritual flux. All the clamoring died down instantly. A Second Grade adept was almost always respected, regardless of where they went. Before they humiliated and insulted the Byron Clan, they would have to consider whether they had the ability to endure the wrath of a Second Grade adept.
Everyone had a clear understanding of the situation.
The Byron Clan had clearly sent an elementium adept to this duel. The golem he used for the duel was even an elementium golem. Either of these factors alone were enough to lose them the duel. Both of these factors together probably spelled certain defeat.
So what if an elementium adept was good at a fight? The adepts weren’t allowed to cast spells at any target but their own golems in an esoteric duel. The strength and prowess of an elementium adept was completely wasted here. Moreover, the elementium golem had too weak of a body. It wouldn’t be able to endure the violent and brutal blows of the magical puppet. It seemed that today’s outcome had already been sealed in fate.
The silver-robed adept couldn’t help but let out a sigh and waved his hands to have the two enter the stage.
Rouneau led the Golem Knight onto the stage and Greem brought his Infernal Tyrant along with him. A temporary entrance had been made in the barrier, and the two entered from there.
As the entrance slowly disappeared, the arena once again became an enclosed space.
When looking from the inside, a grey barrier of light had completely covered the place. The view of the outside had also been obscured by a layer of mist. Neither Greem nor Rouneau could see the spectators nor hear any of their noise.
This was set up to prevent outside interference in the duel!
Greem brought the Infernal Tyrant to one side of the barrier and waited for the start of the duel. He turned just in time to catch the sinister smile on Rouneau’s face.
“Kid, you had best yield quickly! Don’t get too heartbroken when your golem is torn to pieces!”
Greem shook his head as he laughed. He had no intention of talking to someone that was about to lose to him.
“I hereby announce, that the duel has started!” The silver-robed adept’s voice rang out within the stage.
Greem instantly took out a vial of grey potion and swallowed everything in one gulp.