The Seven Deadly Child
283 - Just Shut Up There!
As a form of support for friends for the Seven Deadly Child novel. The author hopes, without coercion, to simply do these two things.
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*….!!!
*Tang…..!!!
Hella's spear broke in two. With the broken spear, a boisterous sound was again heard from the direction of the audience stands.
"Wild Wolf…!!!"
"Wild Wolf….!!!"
"Wild Wolf….!!!"
Wild cheers filled with support for Theo, echoing throughout the stands.
While above the Ring Arena Stick, Theo was currently standing right in front of Hella who was still looking blankly towards the front. Absolutely unexpected, besides Theo managed to destroy his strongest defensive technique, he was also able to break the beloved spear weapon that had been passed down for generations from his ancestors.
With his broken Hella spear, he was very confident at first, wanting to prove that all of Theo's previous words, about the criticism of House Asgard's hereditary spear technique were nothing but big nonsense, right now it's like he's just been hit hard.
Completely shocked and speechless. Ending with only pensive looking blankly at Theo's face, which was currently emitting an eye full of sharpness was dazzling.
"Hows it? Still can't believe that your spear technique actually has too many gaps?" Ask Theo.
Hearing Theo's question, Hella did not immediately reply, still looking at him blankly. Until then, her blank gaze turned into a hateful gaze, this girl started to gnash her teeth again while looking intently at the Metal Stick Baal in Theo's hands.
"Omong empty! All this has nothing to do with my spear technique! It's just your weapon that's a high-class heirloom!" Grunts Hella.
After observing carefully for a while, he now realized that the Metal Stick weapon Theo was holding, was at least an A-class item.
"Shameless arrogant girl! Find an excuse when you lose! Really a petty act!"
The words of Hella who said that Theo could win just because of the weapon in his hand, immediately greeted by Thomas's loud mockery from the stands of the audience.
"That's right! Just looking for an excuse!"
"Lose ya lose! Accept your fate!"
"I'm not ashamed!"
"And you call yourself a Knight?"
Like the kejadin in the Empty Hand Arena, the loud mockery that Thomas made, initiated other spectators to participate gave him support. Follow Hella with various reproaches.
"Weapons are part of the power of a Knight! Finding a suitable powerful weapon was the fate line! So you can't raise this matter to seek excuses and defense for your defeat!" Snapped Thomas again. A clash that was again greeted with boisterous by the other spectators above the stands.
"That's right!"
"What the fat one said over there is 100% true!"
"Baseless shameless!"
Hearing the mockery of the other spectators around, Thomas who felt successful again provocation. It is now beginning to put on a sly smile.
"Boss…! Just kill that woman right now!" Shouted Thomas.
"That's right! Wild Wolf's! Kill her!"
"Kill…!!!"
"Kill….!!!"
"Kill….!!!"
At Thomas's initiation and words of provolation, the entire arena stands were now beginning to clamor with screams - kill-, almost the entire audience was compactly shouting the word simultaneously.
This immediately made the atmosphere of the Death Arena so gripping. The dense killing Eve created from the call of thousands of spectators who wanted to kill, spread widely throughout the Death Arena.
This sudden change of atmosphere, immediately made the other four Battle Arenas come into silence. Everyone was now focusing their attention towards the Stick Arena. Waiting for the next action Theo will do.
"Wohooo…! After the black horse participant from the Empty Hand Arena named Razak gave us an interesting show, it now seemed like a gust of wind direction of the main battle, shifting on the Ring Arena Stick! Where the mighty Wild Wolf was, was staring intently at its prey!"
As the audience stared intently at Theo, shouting the word - kill-, from the Death Arena podium, Carlos, the host, shouted again, sowing sentences flavoring seasoning to further mamanaskan situation.
"All ladies and gentlemen! Now is the time to wait! In what manner would this mighty Wild Wolf prey on his opponent!" Carlos once again. An exclamation that made the stands increasingly boisterous with various enthusiastic shouts.
On the other hand, when the audience seemed very boisterous waiting for Theo's next action. Theo, who was now the main center of attention in the Death Arena, suddenly took a few steps back. Despite still staring intently at Hella, Theo currently carried the Metal Baal Stick on his shoulder. Set up a relaxed attitude without defense.
"It seems like the lesson I just showed you is still not able to touch your heart!" Theo.
"As a fellow younger generation, I have one piece of advice for you! When you want to grow stronger! Then get rid of the cockiness that's in your brain!"
"Having self-esteem is a good thing! But it is foolishness to be blinded by pride!"
"Refusing to hear the words of advice even though you actually know it is true, just because the person you are speaking to is of the same status and age as you, is really an amateur act and behavior!"
"If it stays that way, you'll forever be stuck on the same level! It will not grow at all!" Said Theo, closing all his sentences with a dazzling glare.
Theo's words and eyes filled with sharpness, instantly making Hella hear it. Now he began to feel a strange tremor in one of the deepest corners of his heart. The hate points that had previously been seen in the spotlight of his eyes, now began to disappear.
While Hella seemed to start to hesitate, on the Death Arena podium, Carlos the host, now actually began to put on an unhappy facial expression.
"Participant Wolf! Stop saying unimportant pleasantries! I as the host of the show was quite enthusiastic when you were able to bring the atmosphere of Death Arena to be so gripping with all your actions! The atmosphere that had not enveloped this Death Arena for the past few years!"
"So, just finish the woman in front of you right as the audience wishes! Don't let the good atmosphere you've created become anti-climactic!" Grunts Carlos, while starting to slightly leak the aura of pitch darkness from within his body. Trying to put pressure on Theo.
On the other hand, Theo who certainly felt began to get pressure from Carlos, instead of looking scared. Now he looks back at her with a sharp look. A pitch-black aura also came out from within his body. Suppressing the aura that Carlos was directing at him.
Carlos who sensed the young man with the earth stage General class dared to try to push back on him. Naturally becoming enraged, without holding back, he took out his entire aura which was a Knight with an early stage King class. It began to envelop the Stick Arena with a dense Darkness.
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Carlos action, Theo replied by activating the Eye of Agamoto on his forehead. A more wild aura of Darkness, where the mixture between his own and that of Gusion the Demon Lord. It immediately spread widely throughout the Arena, throwing back Carlos's aura of darkness, then continuing to spread out uncontrollably, not just at the empty-handed Arena Ring. But the entire Death Arena.
"Just shut up there! I don't need anyone else to dictate what to do!" Theo muttered coldly. Staring intently at the podium, where Carlos was standing, with a deadly gaze.