The Author's POV

Chapter 403

Dong—! Dong—!

As time passed and the arena grounds began to fill, a loud toll spread throughout the whole surroundings.

Once the bell tolled, all chattering stopped and everyone raised their head.

Standing in the middle of the platform was an enchanting elven figure with silver hair. From the color of her hair, it was clear that she was of pure elven blood.

"There are many of you here, and all of you already know what this tournament is about and what it represents; therefore, I'll make this quick."

The sound of her voice was crisp and pleasant to the ears as it smoothly lingered in the air like the note of a fine-tuned instrument.

"For the preliminaries, contestants will be paired with a random opponent until the top 128 participants are selected. The real tournament will begin once the top 128 contestants are selected."

Pausing for a brief moment of time so that everyone in the square understood her words, the elf continued.

"...For the preliminaries, the opponents will be decided randomly. Each and every one of you has already been assigned a number, and when you're called up it will be your turn. It's that simple."

Lowering their heads, the contestants stared at the bracelet that was resting on their wrists. On it was their alias and number.

"That will be all."

The elven presenter wasn't a woman of many words. Once she said what she wanted to say, she directly left.

Once her figure disappeared from the arena grounds, the place instantly became bustling as an air of excitement and anticipation shrouded the surroundings.

The upper echelon of the four races was gathered on a viewing platform near the square. Amongst them, seated at its very center was the elven queen.

Seated on her right was Gervis, the dwarven Metropoliskeeper.

Keen interest flashed across his eyes as he swept his gaze throughout the grounds.

"Not going to lie, I'm actually quite curious about the upcoming battles."

"Khhrrr.."

Next to him was a towering figure that emanated a terrifying pressure that could cause anyone below rank to quake in their boots.

He was Brutus, the orcen leader and one of the most powerful beings on earth.

Brutus's face was wide and he had deep green eyes, making him look thoughtful. His face was expressionless as he stared at the orcen resting area. Whenever he took a breath, the air around him trembled.

"Khrrr...Khrr..."

Lastly, seated on the left of the elven queen was Octavious Hall.

The strongest human.

Amongst everyone present, he was by far the weakest. Update faster, please come to Novel Despite his strength being at the pinnacle of the human domain, with a simple gaze, everyone could tell that there was a strength difference between the three representatives and him.

Everyone regardless of rank could sense the gap.

Not minding the stares, Octavious expressionlessly stared at the human side. His dull eyes never once rippled despite being in the presence of such big shots.

He may have not been the strongest, but the way he carried himself left a good impression on the three other representatives.

It was then that the elven queen finally opened her mouth.

"Should we initiate the tournament?"

Her airy yet faint voice easily traveled through the ears of each individual present.

"Indeed we shall."

replied while stroking his beard. Next to him Brutus silently nodded

"Khrrr.."

"…yes."

solemness as his eyes were

was none other

clear that Octavious had some expectations regarding the individual over

the solemness behind Octavious's voice, the other

understood very well what this contest meant to him,

"Very well then."

the elven queen waved

Bang— Bang—

in the air,

***

in the air that marked the beginning of the tournament, I focused my

waiting for everyone to stop

finally called up the first

Dugream Broadgut vs Number 696,

"..."

"..."

1876, Arnold Kane vs Number

Han Yufei vs

knew who the two individuals were. Of course, I knew them. They were people whom I

leap onto the

when I last saw him, he looked to have put on even more muscle as his towering figure stood

transformation was the fact that his

other hand, calmly walking up the stage was Han Yufei. Update faster, please come to Novel With a calm and composed look on his

to boil as

with a solemn look. Next to me were Kevin

you think

looked to be in a much better mood as his eyes

chin, I

problem winning their current matches. They got lucky

the creams of the crop of the human domain while their opponents weren't. And my words proved to be correct as their matches did not last for

match lasted for only two minutes while Arnold's lasted for five minutes. It sounded like a lot, but

many participant and

on the platforms quickly came to a close. Members from each race were eliminated

it became clear to everyone present that among the contestants the ones that were being eliminated the most were the members coming from

from another race,

Caeruleum vs Number

the fierce fighting, my name, or to be more precise alias

neck, I

"Guess it's my turn."

Kevin and the

"Good luck."

the platforms. Arriving at the

Thud—!

my front where my opponent stood. He was an elven male and he had a calm and

look that he was looking down

opponent, I thought, 'Should I go hard or easy on

glance that

that spread from his body was that of a

wasn't worried about

a powerful impression on my opponents and perhaps gain the

really worth it? Mhhh, actually, I didn't really

see how things

others to pay attention to me, but it was because I didn't want to reveal all of my cards just yet,

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