Chapter 192 The clown is cowardly and despicable!
The next morning, dark clouds hung over the Harbor Dome, and the oppressive air made it hard to breathe.
"What bad luck, the weather forecast didn't say it would rain today!"
"Anyway, no one brought an umbrella, I hope it clears up before the match ends at noon."
"You're really… "
The two brothers, with their arms around each other's shoulders, suddenly stopped talking as two weightless silk threads drilled out of their seven orifices and into their brains, rapidly corroding them!
Hiraga Reisen, hidden in the shadows, looked up, the corners of the grotesque mask stretched into a smile, as if splitting his entire face in two, eerily.
"Heh heh heh~ Let's prepare a bit more. When facing that kind of monster, no amount of backup is too much."
Before long, the buzzer in the stadium hummed, announcing the arrival of the first battle of the day.
Amidst the thunderous cheers, Arthur calmly stepped into the arena, his gaze falling on the figure opposite him, not bothering to hide his disappointment.
"You secretive fellow, I thought you'd at least show up in person, but you still sent a puppet?"
Hiraga Reisen raised his hand and pushed the grotesque mask on his face, his inherently unpleasant voice drifting over.
"Heh heh heh, as expected, I couldn't hide it from you. I was quite confident in this puppet, actually."
Click!
He removed a corner of the mask, brazenly displaying the cold mechanical structure and pipelines within.
Proving that the object before them was nothing more than a temporary toy cobbled together from steel and flesh.
This clown never existed from the start.
"I'm a very timid person. How could I expose my true self without absolute certainty?"
"I can clearly sense that if my true self appears before me, I will die. You, fellow, are indeed a monster of the
Arthur slowly drew durandal, its platinum blade pointing at Hiraga Reisen, and wind pressure rapidly converged!
"Since you don't even dare to show your face, you wouldn't seriously think this puppet can beat me, would you?"
"Hurry up and crawl back into the gutter, that's where scum like you belong!"
Hiraga Reisen dramatically patted his chest, his body trembling, but his tone became increasingly playful.
"Can't win! No matter how I think about it, I can't win!"
"So, a weakling like me has no choice but to use the most despicable fighting method!"
Before his words finished, and before the head referee could enter to announce the start, countless silk threads danced across the ground, each linking to the audience seats in all directions!
The Hell Silk spread out radially, dragging the already corrupted audience members into the arena!
Amidst the sound of rushing wind, in front of Hiraga Reisen, dense human walls instantly formed!
Arthur's eyes darkened, the heavy wind pressure surrounding the platinum sword body stagnated, and he let out a sneer.
"Despicable indeed, but useless."
"So confident? Then try this!"
"Sword-Drawing Skill: Deus Ex Machina!"
Hiraga Reisen raised both arms high, and the dark clouds covering the entire sky suddenly tore apart and fell!
It turned out that those weren't dark clouds!
They were countless rubble, trees, cars, buildings…
All the city's refuse and waste materials were swept into the sky by countless Hell Silk threads, and now they all crashed into the arena!
The piles of waste attracted and combined like magnets, and in the blink of an eye, a dozens-of-meters-tall rubble giant rose from the ground!
This terrifying scene silenced the entire venue, and the commentator even grabbed the microphone and swore.
"You idiot! What kind of Magic Knight uses the audience as a meat shield! You bastard are disqualified! Stop it now!"
"Heh heh, who cares about you~"
Hiraga Reisen, now the core of the rubble giant, snorted disdainfully.
He deftly wiggled his ten fingers, and the human wall of spectators was completely disassembled, plastering onto the giant's body like patches, forming a living, flesh-and-blood armor!
He looked down at Arthur, who hadn't moved from beginning to end, his joyful and mocking voice echoing throughout the venue.
"Alright, Radiant Dragon Holy Sword, what are you going to do now?"
"Are you going to disregard these people's lives and slink away? Or are you going to stand here and let me pound you into a pulp?"
Because of the clown's words, all eyes in the venue simultaneously focused on Arthur.
The audience didn't believe that any student could resolve such a situation, and the referee team entered one after another but were helpless due to the large number of hostages.
"Sigh…"
Inside the deathly silent stadium, this sigh clearly reached everyone's ears.
Arthur's face was filled with disappointment. At some point, a Big Dipper Astrolabe appeared in his hand, with a Hell Silk thread wrapped in azure light pulled through its center.
The end of the silk thread was connected to the rubble giant, continuously spreading resonance waves invisible to the naked eye.
"The tropical rainforests of Southeast Asia? You've hidden quite far, haven't you?"
"What!?"
The rubble giant suddenly stiffened, its raised mechanical arm suspended in mid-air.
Thousands of miles away, the short young man O'Erge'Er, who had been lying in the abandoned ruins watching the show, felt a chill run down his spine, staring in astonishment at the calm man on the screen.
"This is impossible! How could you find my true self!"
O'Erge'Er didn't bother with the surveillance footage, flipping over to run away.
Arthur, far away in the Harbor Dome arena, casually snapped the Hell Silk and put the Big Dipper divine tool back into his storage bag.
"Don't be nervous, it's too far. You useless fellow would have already slipped away before I could get there."
At this moment, Arthur's gaze seemed to pierce through the screen, locking onto the frantically fleeing O'Erge'Er, his tone full of disdain.
The clown, who had always enjoyed tormenting others, felt the humiliation of being toyed with for the first time.
He furiously tugged at the Hell Silk on his fingertips, roaring madly at the surveillance screen.
"That's right! I'm escaping now! And I'm taking everyone in the stadium down with me!"
The rubble giant trembled violently, the silk threads covering its entire body tightened, and the flesh-and-blood armor shot out in all directions like cannonballs!
Seeing this, the disdain in Arthur's eyes turned into cold indifference, and he sneered.
"You finally took the bait, you desperate fool."
"Thousand Winds, heed the call of the Aerial Guardian, come swiftly!"
The Spirit Word surged, and a brilliant golden wind wave rose from thin air, sweeping through the arena, instantly engulfing the rubble giant and the countless hostages!
The magic barrier in front of the audience seats couldn't withstand it for even a moment, shattering with a crash, its debris and the storm swirling up into the sky!
The brilliant golden storm precisely enveloped every audience member, yet it meticulously scraped away the massive rubble giant, reducing it to dust and disintegrating it on the spot!
The dazed audience members fell back into their seats unharmed, their gazes blankly following the figure slowly walking towards the clown.
Hiraga Reisen, who had directly endured the divine authority of Thousand Winds, had only a broken mechanical head rolling on the ground.
A shadow fell over it, and the clown's gaze shifted upwards, only to see a foot unhesitatingly stomping down!
Bang!
Mechanical parts scattered, and oily blood and foam flowed everywhere!
The final transmission, through the pitch-black screen, clearly reached the hysterical O'Erge'Er's ears.
"Next time, what I'll crush is your disgusting head."