Chapitre 138: Chapter 137: The Unraveling Alliance
The stadium's air was thick with tension, as the audiences watched, breathless. The surprise turnaround of Benedict's mammoth had been unexpected. Using a clever combination of gold and wind attributes to deflect the powerful combined attack from Kitty's Flame Bear back towards Lysander had been a stroke of genius.
Lysander's swift reaction was testament to his rank. His Divine Armor Warrior effortlessly deflected the redirected attack, showcasing the power that made him the number one contender. What followed was an even more surprising display of his prowess, as his warrior executed a masterful, tri-elemental blow of ice, wind, and thunder. Kitty's Flame Bear, despite its best attempts, stood no chance. Its form wavered, diminished, and finally disappeared, signifying Kitty's defeat.
Boos and jeers erupted from Kitty's dedicated fanbase, who now directed their anger at Benedict. Accusations of "sneak attacks" and "backstabbing" filled the air. Benedict, with his typical nonchalance, continued to dig into his nose, acting as though he hadn't heard a thing.
Kitty, ever the gracious loser, took to the stage center. "I'm sorry I let you all down," she said, her voice filled with genuine regret. "Lysander truly deserves his top rank. He's incredible." With a final bow, she made her exit.
It was then that Benedict stepped forward, seizing the opportunity to address the remaining competitors. "Did you all see that? Lysander's strength is unparalleled," he began, pausing for dramatic effect. "If we have any hope of winning this, we need to band together and take on Lysander and his sister, Lyria. Alone, none of us stands a chance against them. What say you all?"
His words echoed throughout the stadium, leaving everyone in deep thought. Lysander, with his unrivaled might, and his twin Lyria, whose strength was yet unknown, were undeniably the biggest threats in the arena.
Benedict's proposal put the remaining competitors in a quandary. On one hand, the alliance could tilt the balance of power, giving them a fighting chance. On the other, could they really trust Benedict, given his recent underhanded tactics?
The battles had changed from just testing one's strength to a strategic game of alliances and betrayals. The true mettle of each combatant was now being tested, not just in terms of their combat prowess, but their ability to strategize and navigate the intricate web of relationships and rivalries.
As the contenders weighed their options, one thing was clear: The competition was far from over.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
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-- Power
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