My Cell Prison
Chapter 1088 - Chapter 1088 Chapter 187 Tree

Chapter 1088: Chapter 187: Tree Chapter 1088: Chapter 187: Tree Saint – Gold Artisan. Fei

He was both a special invited character and the supervisor of the world assault.

It’s true that suddenly demanding a change in the order of the contest might seem a bit like “overstepping,” but altering the order wouldn’t substantively affect the match.

Besides, the Black Night Priest, serving as the judge of the contest, had also tacitly consented.

Nobody expected that

the Mad Demon, Green, whose level was absolutely a notch below,

would, because of this incident, come directly before the Saint, who was comparable to a Mythic Body, to spew insults and even contemplate an attack on the Saint.

However, it was precisely such insane behavior that was befitting of the blood flowing within Green’s veins.

Moreover, after the first conflict erupted between Green and the Saint, Green appeared completely unscathed and was intent on continuing his assault.

Fortunately, the Black Night Priest subdued him,

revoking Green’s right to use his “hands” in the next match due to his violation of the rules.

The Saint was aware that changing the order of the contest temporarily was somewhat inappropriate, so he made a concession with the Black Night Priest, accepting the Priest’s punishment for the mad young man.

Of course, the Golden Saint had his own ulterior motives.

That kick from the insane Green was no simple matter; on the surface of the Saint’s attire, it had even left a faint footprint.

“To think he could shake the [Golden Wall] with just a kick.

This mad, young man is certainly among the top-tier characters in this world, his threat level no less than that of the monster in the first round that could reverse-contaminate the silverware.

This time’s tentative assault seems to have attracted quite a few interesting little fellows.

Being able to clear out this group with significant potential early on is also more advantageous for our subsequent ‘Erosion Plan.’

The restriction of hands… What a perfect opportunity to kill you.”

At the Saint’s summons, the final artisan squad immediately surrounded him.

It seemed like the Saint was changing the order, laying out strategies for this squad.

In reality,

a symbol of the Saint’s origin, carrying the intense divine nature, “Golden Liquid,” was continuously flowing from the underside of the mask, filling a gem-encrusted golden chalice.

Such a scene was completely invisible to others.

The Saint, leveraging his control over [Fairyland], covered and concealed the environment from others, who could only see the Saint discussing normally with his subordinates.

[Vision Switch – Han Dong]

The actions of Mad Demon Green provided Han Dong with extremely important information.

In the state of 100% Little Demon Eye, he captured in full the process of their head-on collision… Such information was too precious, and Han Dong even wished he could personally thank this mad brother.

“A divine barrier forged from gold that can reflect any incoming attack and bestow a ‘Golden Attribute.’

It resulted in an injury to Green’s right foot, with gold flowing from the wound that was unable to heal, and even his entire leg had lost its vitality.

If I’m not mistaken, the [Golden Wall] should be a form of domain manifestation.

A mythic-level domain that completely materializes and endows divine nature to the domain surrounding oneself.

Since any form of attack can be rebounded, to breach it, one must collide head-on with a ‘domain.’

As for the Mad Demon,

despite his apparent madness, he’s not entirely insane. He realized the [Danger] and decisively abandoned his entire right leg, even intending to detach his right leg when being repelled.

His body seems to be connected to some Deep Abyss and even constructed as a prototype of the Abyss… related powers are also formed around the Abyss.”

That was the information Han Dong had gleaned, which would inevitably be used later.

Clap!

Suddenly, a loud clap interrupted his thoughts.

“What are you thinking about? It’s almost our turn to enter the stage… Aren’t you going to prepare?”

The person standing before Han Dong was none other than the team leader, Miss Mero.

The two eyes swirling in the vortex on her face were filled with unease.

Clearly.

During the first round of the contest, the performance of The Fifth Element – Eugenes was too terrifying, severely shaking Mero’s confidence.

The opponent their team was about to face ranked even higher than Eugenes among the Element Bodies: Black Goat – Sally.

“Judging by the strength displayed by Eugenes, even [Big Z] might lose against these Element Bodies… The change brought about by the Whirlpool is indeed present, but for now, it’s still hard to compare with these monsters.”

“Our only chance of winning depends on whether we can avoid confronting that Black Goat.

Unfortunately, we have no idea of their order…”

Just then,

Sally and the others standing at the other side of the arena surprisingly lined up in the order they would appear.

At the same time, they actively revealed the lineup to Han Dong.

Vanguard – Terrifying Hunter, Camper

Captain – The Alien Demon shaped like an Indian Monk

Commander – Black Goat, Sally

This move immediately resolved Miss Mero’s confusion, and while she smiled subtly, she also felt somewhat uneasy, “As expected of an Element Body, they don’t take us Dark Denizens seriously at all.

In that case,

[Big Z] will handle the first to appear, the Terrifying Hunter, and I will take on the second.

As long as we win the first two matches, the third won’t even need to happen, and we’ll directly advance.”

Han Dong naturally understood Mero’s intention – “Competing like Tian Ji with his horse races.”

“What if one of you loses…”

“If we lose, everything will come to an end.

Nicholas, you’ll also give up your life for the cause of London City.”

Mero’s meaning was clear. Han Dong simply couldn’t be a match for an Element Body.

She was placing her bets on herself and Big Z.

“Oh,” Han Dong shrugged nonchalantly.

Of course, Mero’s thoughts were not wrong.

Even the Count inside Han Dong’s body, or Marytiz who was temporarily hiding within him, would agree that Han Dong stood no chance against an Element Body.

Even Han Dong himself wasn’t very confident.

But…

This ‘horse racing’ strategy coincidentally matched Han Dong’s plan. Without this arrangement, he would have found it difficult to manage.

With a wave of his hand,

Black sand particles formed a comfortable reclining chair, and Han Dong assumed a very lazy posture, resting at the edge of the arena.

“I hope Big Z and Miss Mero put in a good effort.

If they really win the two matches, I can sit back and relax, advancing to the final round.”

At this time,

The competition themed around [The Tree] commenced.

The Crooked Neck Tree just outside Fairyland suddenly began to grow wildly.

The large and small branches rapidly took over the entire lake surface, forming a complex forest of tree trunks with a height of a hundred meters, giving the feeling of a ‘Tree Realm.’

The scattered heights of the tree trunks ‘vertically expanded’ the competition area, providing a much larger space for the contest.

First Match – Vanguard Battle

Terrifying Hunter – Camper vs Whirlpool Man – Big Z

“Camper, an Alien Demon from the star regions… Although his strength isn’t on par with an Element, he’s still formidable.

Unfortunately, the limitations of [The Tree] prevent him from leveraging his aerial advantage, affecting his performance.

As for this [Big Z], according to Mero, he is one of the top Ancestor Returners among the Dark Denizens.

Moreover, his physique has been deeply affected by the whirlpool, undergoing a unique transformation… The outcome of this match is hard to predict.”

The match had not even reached thirty seconds when

Crack, crack, crack~

At least a dozen thick branches snapped.

“Oh? So London City has such characters? Quite interesting…”

The Mad Demon, with hands bound, also shifted his attention to the match, marveling at someone’s performance.

Within the Tree Realm,

Camper’s pride, one wing, was completely shattered, and the remains were twisted beyond recognition. Incredilous, he stared at his opponent not far away, who wore a linen mask.