Chapter 1098 - 1098 197 The Value of Victory

Chapter 1098: Chapter 197 The Value of Victory Chapter 1098: Chapter 197 The Value of Victory It seemed like a one-on-one fight.

In reality, it was four against one,

Maritzis had transformed into a Toad Pearl and was inlaid in the Void Laboratory, serving as a “space battery,”

The Count’s consciousness was peeled away separately, using Han Dong’s arms as the main body, while the Dark Blood Skull allowed blood to mix with Death, exerting 120% of its strength,

Han Dong himself, through “Deep Imitation,” fused with Togu, manifesting the Great Demon Form,

In the 4V1 situation, only with the tactics that Han Dong had devised, could they barely secure victory… Should there have been any deviation in the plan’s execution, such an outcome would not have been achieved.

And Han Dong did not want to use the “Holy Sword” in this duel.

But since Sally was too powerful and left with no choice, he had to conceal the Holy Sword within the teeth of the Count… He quickly pulled out the Count’s tooth, placed it at Sally’s neck as if to “declare victory himself,” and then put the tooth back in place.

He tried to keep his inner “Holy Sword Bloodline” as hidden as possible.

From what Han Dong had discerned from the Tailor’s dialogue in the last round of selection, the [Holy Sword]seemed to have a rather special significance in the Holy Level World.

If exposed too soon, letting the high-ranking Golden Saint catch a glimpse could induce some uncontrollable situations.

Luckily.

The Golden Saint was focusing on personal matters, with only a fraction of his attention on the competition, failing to notice the object hidden between the Count’s teeth.

…

As for Sally, the opponent, she was quite surprised by the turn of events.

Through the consciousness channel.

“That tooth just now?”

A stunned Sally was eager to know what exactly was the tooth that Han Dong had placed at her neck at the end.

She could tell that Han Dong was deliberately hiding this move… At the same time, she had not expected that after revealing so many of his cards, Han Dong still had a hidden weapon.

When the blood from within the canine tooth leaked out, vaguely forging a sword’s edge.

As a Demon, Sally felt all her tentacles send out alarm feedback.

The exceedingly rare sense of mortal danger had almost triggered Sally to go berserk at the last second. Fortunately, Han Dong was her friend, and the competition was just a friendly match.

If Han Dong had actually made that cut.

Using her Divine nature derived from the Black Forest, Sally could have survived through the ‘Pregnant Body,’ but she would have definitely sustained a fundamental level of serious harm… There was a high possibility of permanent damage.

“Please keep this confidential, Miss Sally. This was a present prepared for ‘the other party’… It can help you settle the betting problem and help us to clinch final victory.”

Han Dong slightly stressed the ‘other party’ in his tone, perhaps targeting not just the First Element but maybe everyone present.

“Hmm… You’re not too bad! That series of deceptive moves just now, I didn’t even see them coming… I’ll bring up the matter of you biting off my tentacles later.”

Han Dong really wanted to say it wasn’t he who had bitten them off, but after a thought, decided to let it go, as the Count was already quite humiliated.

“Afterward, Miss Sally, you can punish me however you’d like, but first, let’s enjoy the battle between the Mad Demon and the Giant.

The last round with [Stone] as the theme should be quite interesting.

This Golden Saint is no good person… To summon the only remaining Craftsman team over, it must be for something more complex than discussing tactics, surely they are up to something we don’t know about.”

“No matter what they’re up to, unless the Saint himself enters the fray, no one can beat the Mad Demon.”

“Looking forward to it…”

The exchange ended.

Black Goat Sally raised her right arm high, signaling her surrender to the Black Night Priest.

Thus, the main event of the second round of competition, themed on [Tree], came to an end.

Branches retreated back into the trunk, and the scene reverted.

Both landed gently on the surface of the water, with “Deep Imitation” dissolved immediately.

Han Dong couldn’t help but kneel on one knee, pressing one hand against the Black Whirlpool in his abdomen, enduring the intense pain brought by the recession of Demon attributes and the retraction of iron spikes back into his body.

The Count also humbly leaned on Han Dong’s side.

Red and Death separated from each other, respectively returning to Han Dong’s left and right arms, restoring to normal state.

The majority of competitors in the arena watched Han Dong with an incredulous gaze.

Even the Black Night Priest hadn’t fully anticipated that Han Dong would be able to defeat the Fourth Element head-on.

The battle might have involved some ‘padding’, but Han Dong indeed attained victory through his own strength… Under the Black Umbrella, the Priest, shouldering his own beliefs and a heavy burden, showed a genuine smile for the first time in many years, a rarity indeed.

And this victory in the competition didn’t just earn Han Dong the opportunity to [Upgrade].

More importantly, it earned him [Identity].

Since he could defeat an Element Body, he now possessed an identity on equal footing with other Element Bodies.

With his body condition adjusted, Han Dong also turned his gaze towards the Demon Team that was about to compete in the next round, his eyes fixing on their leader, the First Element—Mad Demon. Christopher J. Green.

Because he defeated Sally,

Han Dong had earned recognition from the Mad Demon and had attracted his interest to a great extent.

Both exchanged a smile.

The Mad Demon even stuck out a tongue riddled with little pits from his mouth, expressing his interest in Han Dong.

Without much change in expression, Han Dong turned his head and returned to his team.

In reality, during the few seconds of eye contact just now, Han Dong had felt a strong sense of Traction… There was a sensation of nearly being pulled into the Mad Abyss.

Had they continued to make eye contact, Han Dong’s consciousness stability would have been affected.

“This is just ridiculously strong… But, the stronger the better…”

…

Upon returning to his team,

[Z] also temporarily cast aside his lackadaisical attitude, wearing the Crow Mask that Han Dong had made for him, and nodded slightly towards the victorious Han Dong.

At that moment,

A streak of darkness flashed before their eyes.

Father Lysos was already standing behind them.

Even though the Priest maintained a casual posture with one hand in his pocket and the other holding the umbrella… Han Dong could feel a dark arm resting on his shoulder.

There was no malice, the emotion hidden in the darkness was one of satisfaction and encouragement.

“It is entirely unexpected for you to achieve a ‘confrontational’ victory… It’s just a pity that Mero died during the confrontation.

Otherwise, with Mero’s [Brain Vortex Perception], he could have led you to Upgrade quickly, to swiftly locate the Miracle’s position.

However, you belong to the Vortex Transformers, so you’ll also have an advantage when ‘Upgrading’. You must make good use of the advantage here to strive to find and touch the Miracle ahead of others.

Furthermore, you must avoid any conflict with the First Element.”

“Alright.”

“You must watch the next matches seriously; this is your only chance to understand the First Element. Try to avoid any touch of madness as much as possible.”

That said,

[Stone] began to construct a scene on the surface of the water.

A straightforward and typical square stone stage formed in front of everyone, unlike the first two matches where either mist concealed perception or branches hindered movement.

The stone stage returned to the simplest mode of duel.

Craftsman teams, quietly completed by the summoning of the Golden Saint, were undergoing ‘Gold Pouring’. Gold flecks spilled out between each individual’s heart.

One of them even demonstrated a super-high gold adaptability; in such a short period, a golden heart had been forged.

On the Demon Team’s side,

Mad Demon Green applied the [Commander] label to himself and was the last to take the stage.

Competitive Hop, acting as the [General], was the second to climb up.

First to take the stage was a Demon who was very lucky to cling to the coattails of two Elements… But luck aside, his strength wasn’t lacking either; otherwise, Green wouldn’t have allowed him to join the team.

Green revealed a strange smile, “White Rimu, go… Don’t bring shame to your clan.”

“Don’t worry, leave it to me.”

The one making his entrance was a chubby, white fellow with a round head, round eyes, round belly, and multiple folds of fat around his neck…