MMORPG: War God, You are Invincible Again
Chapter 368 - 123 Making Wishes

Chapter 368: Chapter 123 Making Wishes

"Duke Chen Hui, congratulations, congratulations!" Lei Shan chuckled, expressing his congratulations.

The other two also looked towards Chen Hui, hoping to read some intriguing expressions on his face, such as helplessness? anger? regret? or some other amusing emotion.

Unfortunately, Duke Chen Hui spoke indifferently without any expression, "Don’t worry, she won’t win."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qing Yuechu on the arena trembled violently, then glared at her father, who was shivering next to Duke Chen Hui.

She had been poisoned with an extremely deadly toxin ranked among the top three in the alliance, known as Soul Severing Powder.

As the toxin erupted suddenly, Qing Yuechu’s body convulsed, her spear fell to the ground, and her warhorse also let out a mournful cry and collapsed.

"Father...." Qing Yuechu exerted all her strength to suppress the toxin, but it was in vain as even peak warriors could be poisoned by this third-ranked poison, let alone her.

With a thud, Qing Yuechu knelt on the ground, her face turning deathly pale from the poison, and what hurt her more was the betrayal of family affection.

She had left her family, joining under the guise of the academy to participate in this Eagle March. Her father had supported her withstanding immense pressure from the family and protected Qing Yuechu from threats of the Chen Hui family with her principal-master.

This morning, her father had specially cooked a victorious breakfast for his daughter, and it was this very meal that doomed Qing Yuechu’s path to victory.

"Father...." Qing Yuechu stared intensely at her father’s face, filled with shame, unable to meet her gaze.

"Father!" Another heart-wrenching shout, then a mouthful of black-purple blood gushed out, and Qing Yuechu fell backward to the ground, unconscious.

The audience below was puzzled, wondering what had happened? Wasn’t it clear that Qing Yuechu was about to win?

At this moment, the referee approached the stage, pretended to inspect Qing Yuechu, and then loudly declared, "It seems Earl Qing Yuechu had suffered a serious injury in her early years, and the old wound has recurred, hence Earl Fan Ping wins!"

"I don’t believe it!" The principal of the Sacred Academy shouted angrily, attempting to go down to the arena, but before he could move, four peak warriors blocked his path.

Duke Chen Hui said indifferently, "Principal, although you are her teacher, you have merely taught her for a few decades. When Qing Yuechu was young, she got poisoned by a deadly substance, and only her father knew about this. I hope you won’t act rashly. It’s regrettable what happened, but tournaments are a battlefield; success or failure depends only on the moment," looking at Qing’s father he added, "Isn’t that right?"

Qing’s father nodded, "Yes, Duke, you are correct. My daughter encountered a misfortune when she was seven, which left long-term complications. No one else is to blame. For this match... I... on behalf of my daughter... concede."

After saying this, Qing’s father seemed to have exhausted all his energy and slumped to the ground powerlessly.

Qing’s father’s statement was decisive. Even if the principal wanted to argue, he was helpless. Given the circumstances, who would the people listen to between a teacher and a biological father?

Blocked by four peak warriors, the principal was powerless to reach the stage and gather evidence, ultimately expressing with resentment, "Qing Sihong, you will regret this!"

Seeing the principal’s voice being suppressed, Nuoshan stood up and announced, "So, in this match, Earl Fan Ping..."

"Wait a moment!" Interrupted by Duke Xin Lei before he could finish, "I think there are still doubts. If Qing Yuechu’s old injury recurred, I can understand, but why would her warhorse also collapse unconscious on the ground for no reason?"

"That’s not the point, or perhaps it’s due to the contract link, causing part of Earl Qing Yuechu’s injuries to transfer into the warhorse’s body," explained Duke Chen Hui lightly.

Duke Xin Lei scoffed, "I suggest immediately dispatching a medical physician for treatment, and when Earl Qing Yuechu wakes up, all will become clear."

"Xin Lei!" Nuoshan said sternly, "The Eagle March is not a trivial matter!"

"Exactly because this matter is of great importance, we cannot rashly conclude!" retorted Duke Xin Lei uncompromisingly.

Nuoshan, understanding Xin Lei’s point, then said, "Given this, let us, the present officials, vote by raising hands."

The public tends to follow the trend, and those agreeing with Nuoshan and Chen Hui raised their right hands, nearly reaching a majority.

Xin Lei scanned the crowd and slowly raised her left hand. Surprisingly, almost forty percent followed her. Less than fifteen percent were still observing, all Lei Shan’s supporters, waiting for Lei Shan’s decision.

As long as Lei Shan raised his left hand, Chen Hui’s scheming would fall through, and Xin Lei was confident that Lei Shan would stand by her.

Xin Lei looked at Lei Shan, who leaned back lazily in his seat, and said, "Duke Lei Shan, it’s your turn to make a stance."

"Make what stance?" Lei Shan feigned surprise, then impatiently said, "All these messy affairs, the sooner they end, the better." Saying this, he slightly raised his right hand.

"Lei Shan!" Duke Xin Lei yelled, "Think it through!"

"Think about what? Isn’t it better to finish early and go home? I recall I left chicken soup simmering when I left home. I am leaving first," saying that Lei Shan stood up and walked out of the arena swinging.

Ha, I am not that foolish. Lei Shan cursed inwardly as he walked away.

He had a clear understanding of the game; Chen Hui and Nuoshan were both reluctant to initiate a war, initially he had wanted to, but later, he also lost the desire, purely because the mysteries within the Great Bright Realm were more tempting than the territorial resources.

The reason Duke Xinlei hoped to initiate a war was that Piao Miao had mastered the method of creating lion-blood creatures. Even though the lion-blood units had been annihilated by Lu Hong, given enough time, Piao Miao could still reassemble the lion-blood troops, and their number and power would be even greater than now.

But, the other three major families were not capable, no matter how much territory they seized, without an army capable of matching the Duke Xinlei’s lion-blood units, they would ultimately be defeated.

So, what good is having vast territory? One must be able to keep it. Once they unraveled the secrets of the old demon in the Great Bright Realm, they would be able to produce an endless army of warriors. By then, conquering the Star Sea would be a trivial matter!

Lei Shan left the arena and got into the carriage, speaking to his deputy, "How is the situation with the Great Bright Realm progressing?"

"In about half a month’s time, we should be able to open it."

"Very good," Lei Shan nodded, "Divert all forces from first to eighteenth from the Military Department, lie in ambush around the Great Bright Realm; its secrets must be obtained by me!"

"Yes!"

With Lei Shan’s departure, more than half of the crowd agreed that Lu Hong deserved the championship, while he, on the stage, was filled with conflict.

No matter how much cheering there was below, Lu Hong felt a sense of powerlessness.

It was a sorrow for Qing Yuechu, a top fighter, yet still manipulated by others. Lu Hong really wanted to admit that he had lost, but he couldn’t because behind such an admission might lie the bloodshed of tens of millions of the Human Race.

"Qing Yuechu, if I’m still alive, next time we’ll fight again!"

Reluctantly accepting the glory of a victor, Qing Yuechu was carried away, and Lu Hong stood alone in the center of the arena, surrounded by dazzling fireworks, as the entire alliance live-streamed this moment.

"Champion Marquis!"

"Champion Marquis!"

"Champion Marquis!"

"Champion Marquis!"

"Champion Marquis!"

Every corner of the alliance was celebrating for Lu Hong, amid shouts and cheers.

Duke Nuoshan stepped forward, raising his right hand to halt the jubilation, and said solemnly, "The Eagle’s Campaign is our alliance’s most ancient tradition. The one who becomes the champion, his old title shall be revoked, to be reappointed as the Champion Marquis, ranked among the Marquises."

Nuoshan looked at Lu Hong, "Now, our Champion Marquis, according to ancient covenant, you have one chance to make a wish if it’s within the power of our alliance to fulfill, we shall spare no effort in granting your request. Have you decided on your wish?"

Duke Xinlei looked away discontentedly, while Duke Chen Hui lowered his eyes. They both knew the outcome, and though losing face was a reality, that was nothing before absolute interests.

"I wish..."

As Lu Hong began to speak, everyone held their breath.

"I wish the alliance should not initiate war against the Sacred Empire; therefore, my wish is, the alliance must not invade the Sacred Empire."

What a statement not to invade the empire, this was the carefully considered wish Lu Hong proposed, and also should be the final bottom line acceptable to the four Dukes.

Hearing Lu Hong’s response, Nuoshan’s expression darkened, "Dare you repeat that?!"

Nuoshan’s expression might be unsightly, but his eyes were filled with relief. Then, Lu Hong loudly repeated his wish, "I said, my wish is that the Eagle Alliance must not invade the Sacred Empire."

"Bold! Do you know how long our alliance has prepared for this war?!" Duke Chen Hui too angrily stood up, rebuking, "You can change your wish now, and I can overlook what has happened, as if nothing did!"

Pretense, all pretense.

Lu Hong curled his lips, "Can’t change it, this is my wish. Can it be fulfilled?"

Before he could finish speaking, countless curses came flooding from the seats below the arena; in their eyes, Lu Hong’s wish was cutting off their wealth, their development, their future.

"Ladies and gentlemen, quiet! Quiet!" Nuoshan took a deep breath, relenting, "This is not difficult for our alliance to promise, according to the ancient covenant of the alliance, only implementation is needed. However, this Champion Marquis, as a glory of the alliance, to make such a wish, he deserves death, arrest him!"

Following Nuoshan’s command, several Third Transition Peak warriors appeared around Lu Hong.

"Take him down, throw him into the dungeon!"