Chapter 126: .Eamon-"First Formation"

Only Yuno was left in the "Anonymous" team, who made it clear that they could not continue to compete, and the ghost wings group also announced their withdrawal and abstention due to the weird golden light. This twists and turns seemed to be no longer a win.
With such an impactful topic as "Lord Rank Powerhouses Appearing in Rock City", the next event seemed dull. The spectators still shared all the information of the excellency with relish, and occasionally fluttered towards the ring to clap a few rounds of applause, using the game as a pure background picture in the discussion.
Although it didn't attract much attention, the remaining team of players in the ring showed their abilities and tried their best to compete. However, the result was already doomed after all, and the championship was not unexpectedly won by the "Ice Bears" team, and it was also announced that this somewhat dramatic team competition had finally come to an end.
The ranking awards will not be awarded until the end of all competitions. So, after another night of carnival feast, this unprecedented mercenary convention finally came to the last day of the schedule: the individual finals.
As soon as the sun was shining on the city wall, Leah drove the Tamiris to the stadium and drove her home to the arena and met with Rhea who had been waiting in the audience.
"Let’s go to the lottery first!" The preparation time before the game was very abundant, and there were not even a few players on the field, but she was still excited and impatient, dragging Eamon to the red robe referee who handed out the lottery number to the side of the ring. , I’m afraid I won’t get my account if I’m late.
Rhea has long been accustomed to her irritable temper. She turned her head to look at Yuno, whose complexion had improved a lot, and smiled and asked softly: "How about it, are you still used to sleeping in the workshop?"
"Um...very good." The little doctor replied absent-mindedly, staring straight at the empty ring ahead, still very confused.
He noticed that a fault suddenly appeared in his memory. At this moment, he recalled the battle with Ghost Wing yesterday. He could only vaguely remember the countless black vines released by Jiehai, the invulnerable spherical fat man, and the skull entangled in black flames, and then... Then in the early hours of this morning, what he saw through the sealed skylight above his head, the pale dawn...
He completely forgot the experience in the middle, and he did not know why he would lie in the guest room of the "Carlo" workshop, but in the subconscious, there seemed to be a voice repeatedly admonishing him: stop inquiring about this matter. , I am afraid the result will never make him feel any pleasure.
Just now at breakfast, he also hesitated to ask Leah, but at that time the girl was busy preparing for Eamon all the logistics needed for today’s competition: including two extra-large special bentos, two sets may be used The replacement clothes for the magic sword, the special maintenance liquid for the magic sword, the Sawa magic stone that restores energy, and... a bright red cloak with the famous small robot icon "Caro" printed on it and several advertising slogans below.
"Be sure to put it on! This is a good opportunity to increase the popularity of our family!" She didn't care whether Emmon's neat short leather jacket and cloak was abrupt, she forced him to put it on and she fiddled with it a few times. "Look! How handsome!"
"You're right?" She seemed to be able to feel those unsatisfactory gazes from the dining table, squinting her eyes threateningly and turning her head for a glance. Yuno quickly exchanged a few glances with Kony and Gray Eagle, and finally decided It is better not to say.
The Great Swordsman turned his head to look at the brand-new cloak indifferently, stood up for a moment, and finally uttered three words: "Wear on stage."
"...Then you have to remember!" He rarely showed such a veiled protest, and the girl had to unwillingly unwrap him and put it in the box, then turned around and was busy picking up other things.
This breakfast was really rushed, and on the way there were big bags and small bags tossing around, so Yuno didn't have time to ask more. After the arena was settled down, Leah was busy drawing lots again. It seemed that she wanted to count on her to answer herself, but she was afraid it would be choking for a while.
But Sister Rhea should also know about this... He turned his head and glanced at the female lord, only to find that the other party was frowning slightly, and before he could ask a question, he leaped to the ring. He also turned his gaze, and saw a circle of people surrounded by the lottery at some unknown time, and the buzzing voices gradually started, and in the noise, he couldn't hear what he was saying.
what happened? He couldn't help but walked a few steps forward, and heard Leah's angry roar clearly: "Do you dare to deny it!? None of us have seen her participate in the preliminaries. This is not cheating and what is it!"
cheat? He was shocked suddenly, and hurriedly speeded up his pace and squeezed forward. When the onlookers saw that the "Lord of the White Clothes" had a relationship with him, they all gave face to the aisle, saluted him as he passed by, and confided in his home. He entered the center effortlessly, and saw the girl with her small face on tiptoe, grabbing the collar of the red robe referee in front, her cheeks flushed red, obviously out of anger.
The referee was so anxious to sweat that he did not dare to wipe it. He smiled bitterly and explained again and again: "Oh, my eldest lady, how dare I cheat! These are all clearly recorded, and I really follow the rules. ..."
Leah was willing to believe it, and shook the sheepskin list she was holding in her hand a few times. She glared her eyes and tried to put on a ferocious look and questioned: "Then tell me, Melunie is shameless. When did the bad girl participate in the qualifiers! If you can tell, we will recognize it!"
"Miss, I...I'm the one who is responsible for the number plates, how can I know... But the list, this list is from the top, it should, it should be impossible to make a mistake..." The referee was also a while. Da, stammering more clearly, but the discussion became louder.
Yuno looked inexplicable. He didn't know why Leah was so angry—even using the vulgar name of "shameless bad woman" abnormally. He had never seen the female leader named Melunie. It was inconvenient to guess, but Watch the changes.
"Don't worry..." Rhea knew that even if it was true, the referee didn't want to be too embarrassing. She held the girl's shoulder and pulled back. As soon as she separated the two, suddenly there was a sound from outside the circle. Jiao Didi chuckles: "Miss Leah, there is something bad about someone behind her back, that's not what a good boy should do!"
Everyone instantly followed the sound and spread a big mouth, revealing the petite girl outside. The female leader of "Pink Rose", Mei Luni, changed into a light blue lace princess dress today, holding a snow-white lace parasol, and holding a pink bunny doll in her arms, like an innocent nobleman The little daughter's two faint smiles on her face are even more innocent.
Seeing the main character in the dispute appeared on the scene, the crowd who should have erupted into questioning suddenly fell silent, as if they were just chatting about the house.
How could Leah be deceived by her hypocritical appearance, staring at the blue pupils that conceal malicious intent, clasped her hands up and sneered without showing any weakness: "Huh, is this lady still talking secretly? Unlike some people, One set in the dark, one set in the dark, wanting everything, just shameless!"
"Hehe, that's right! People really hate those pretentious guys..." Melunie didn't seem to hear the thorn in her words. She shook her white umbrella and moved forward with a smile, completely ignoring the different colors behind her. The onlookers walked straight to the referee.
"Mr. Referee, I have to draw lots..." She put the umbrella away and hung it on her arm, smiling and pulling out the number plate from the iron box placed on the ground, and opened it lightly to see that it was painted with bright red. 1".
"Oh, they were the first to play. I don't know which brother got the number two?" After looking around the crowd, she covered her mouth and laughed again, and handed the number plate to the referee, as if she didn't listen at all. Argument just now.
"Wait a minute!" Leah wouldn't let it go, and stopped with a cold snort: "You didn't even participate in the preliminaries, so you are not eligible for the draw!"
The crowd echoed a few times like waves, but Melunie squashed her mouth aggrievedly: "Who said that, people obviously participated, Miss Leah, don't wrong people."
She blinked pitifully and shook the pink rabbit in her arms. Two tall figures in black cloaks and blood-red masks flashed out from the distant lounge. They stood behind her a few steps, and they didn't move as if they had taken roots.
"Don't forget, people... but the'puppet master'." She stood on tiptoes and patted the shoulder of the man in black like a pet, smiling like an ignorant little girl next door, without any smoke. "As long as these cute babies are there...what does it matter if people come or not?"
As soon as the words came out, the surroundings suddenly became silent, and then there was a blast of discussion. Although Melunie is quite well-known in Rock City, no one has ever seen her make a shot with his own eyes. How could she have thought that the rumors of the seemingly boastful "Puppet Master" name was actually true? It's just that these two "puppets" are quick to act, and there is no gear noise or magic fluctuations, and they don't look like mechanical puppets...
"Couldn't it be... a puppet made of a real person!?" Such a sentence suddenly appeared in the crowd, and Yuno couldn't help feeling cold. He looked at the girl with the still sweet smile, and just as he floated the strange unreality of the starting point, he heard Emon's low voice coming from behind.
"Dead man... Powerful man." The Great Swordsman still maintained the cold face that has remained unchanged for thousands of years.
She really dared to use people as puppets! Everyone was convinced of what "J God" said, the crowd retreated a big circle in an instant, no one dared to approach the seemingly innocent little girl. The referee in the red robe closest to her couldn't walk away because of his duty, so he could only stare at the two black puppets behind her, his face was blue and white, and he couldn't say a word.
Rhea frowned, her falcon-like eyes full of undisguised disgust. For the Turners, who still worship their ancestors, desecration of corpses is an unforgivable sin.
"Don't look at people like that!" Melunie glanced at Rhea, still stroking the doll in her arms innocently, as if discussing not a dead body, but a new gift for this year's birthday, "Baby's parts 'But it's all gifts from others. People are so behaved that they don't kill people casually." She spoke very seriously, but who else would believe the "children's words" under the disguise of cold killing intent! ?
The atmosphere in the court instantly became very dignified, and no one took any more words, until Gloria’s crisp voice sounded unusually calmly: "This lady doesn't care what you use as a puppet. If you have the ability, take them all. Otherwise, hum..." She sneered and opened the number card in her hand, with a bright red "2" painted on it.
"Let's go!" Regardless of how the other party responded, she gave Yuno a wink and flung the number plate to the referee at will. She held Rhea with her left hand, and Eamon with her right hand, bulging her cheeks and raising her head to rest. Walked towards the room.
The little doctor had nothing to say, and when the referee bent over to pick up the number plate, he followed the girl's pace. Only after a glimpse of him, he saw that the female leader holding the doll in his hand held up the parasol again, and the red lips covered by the umbrella eaves seemed to flash a hint of sarcasm very quickly.
After three poles on the day, the last player who had not seen him, the heavy armored fighter Maitel, who Leah called the "Black Iron Bull", finally rushed to the arena, and the much-anticipated individual final was finally announced.
In the first match, there was the "J God" Eamon, who has not played since the start of the game. The audience naturally showed full interest, plus his brainstorming fan-fast broadcaster Jesse was excited on the radio The atmosphere in the venue is almost burning up when the sound is hoarse.
But the warm atmosphere did not affect the two people standing inside the protective shield at all. Oh no, to be precise, they were two people and ten "puppets" in black robes.
Although it looks a little funny, Eamon put on the cloak full of advertising slogans as agreed, and stood in the middle of the ring with a large sword. In front of him was the female leader Melunie surrounded by many people in black. . The two did not speak to each other, or even turned their eyes, but one had a cold and proud face, and the other had an innocent smile.
He has been "practising swords" in the arena all the year round, and he has met all sorts of strange powers, and he has never come into contact with this kind of magical power that claims to be a "puppet master".
Vrsaris is known for his "mechanical puppets". In the eyes of ordinary people, the so-called "puppet masters" should naturally refer to those alchemists who manipulate machinery. However, the opponent in front of him actually uses the dead as the puppet's manufacturing material... It sounds a bit horrible, but Eamon thinks it is quite creative-anyway, the dead can't be resurrected, and the best use of the material is worth it.
He didn’t know what kind of power the other party used to dominate these ten
puppets
. Of course he didn’t need to know, but one thing is certain: Melunie is definitely not a handless alchemist. The smell of divine power exuding from her body is almost clear and audible, and it is as sweet as blood...
The sound of the horn that marked the start of the game broke the icy dull atmosphere on the ring.
The Great Swordsman remained motionless, but Melunie left the puppets' defense circle without any hesitation, leaped to him with a parasol, and complained affectionately: "Brother Emmon, I want to see you. It's not easy! This time, you finally can't escape, right?"
The almost perfect smile on the girl's face didn't cause any waves in Emmon's heart, but she knew she would be coldly treated and moved closer, pretending to innocently want to reach out and touch the big sword that was stuck on the ground. However, before she reached her fingertips, she felt a cold killing intent coming from her head, and immediately stopped her hand, and chuckled as if the prank was seen through: "It was discovered by you again, I really hate..."
The Great Swordsman remained silent and was not teased at all. Meluni seemed to have no choice but to back up two steps and slowly circled around him. After seeing the advertisement on the bright red cloak, the sweet smile on her face instantly diminished, replaced by a trace of pity that shouldn't belong to the little girl at all, and sighed quietly: "People have given up the ranking of the team competition for you. Yeah! Why don't you even say a greeting... Forget it, who would tell people to be so passionate..."
She walked back with a cold face and at a speed several times faster than before, without any instructions. The ten black-robed puppets glowed with red power, scattered in an arc and rushed towards Emmon.
The ten black shadows rushed to the center line in an instant with the red light, but did not launch an attack, but kept drawing circles around the big swordsman like compasses. After several times of staggering, the red divine power of unknown attributes emitted from them gradually condensed into a hazy mist, and under the shadow of the people who kept circling the periphery, it turned out a pink whirlwind and surrounded Eamon.
The mist seemed to have no lethal power, and it slipped into the big swordsman's nose without any effect, but the smell was a bit pungent. The smell of sweetness was instantly perceived by Eamon, almost the same as the girl’s body, except that there was a little more rancid smell that could not be concealed... It’s no wonder that the meat is naturally not fresh after being left for a long time Up.
It should be grilled... He thought of barbecue endlessly, and thought of what kind of spice should be used to deal with this rotten meat smell, and did not pay attention to the group of masked puppets around him.
It wasn't until the red mist covered the entire arena and there was no more figure in the thick fog that a puppet tentatively launched an attack. He condensed divine power into blood-red claws and attached them to his hands, silently moved behind Eamon under the cover of the fog, leaped up like a spring, and slammed at his neck.
As the wind rang in his ears, the Great Swordsman did not turn his head, holding the hilt of the sword with one hand and threw it backwards like lightning. The sword blade was impartially brushed over the attacker's wrist, as if cutting tofu, and cut off the dry claws entwined with red light-no blood flowed out, all as expected.
Vulnerable? As soon as a trace of confusion emerged in his heart, the body of the assailant suddenly expanded and burst without warning. Plasma with a strong pungent smell instantly spilled his head all over his body, and he made a hissing burning sound after touching the clothes, which seemed to be highly corrosive.
……hot? There was still blood in the abdomen of the dead, which made Eamon somewhat surprised. He didn't hesitate to point the blood to his mouth, only to find that it was not blood at all, it was more like some kind of bitter magical potion. That's how... he realized in an instant that this was probably the source of the other party's use of puppet manipulation.
The blood red potion burned numerous holes in the clothes of the Great Swordsman, but it couldn't hurt the skin of other squares. It just stuck on the body, which always made people feel uncomfortable. The puppets hidden in the red mist all appeared one after another with their claws, seeming to be aggressive, but in reality they were completely out of order.
Despite the doubts in his heart, Eamon still dealt with the incoming puppets unhurriedly, one by one without any sloppy. After the puppets blew themselves several times, the remaining potion gathered more and more, almost dyeing him into a blood man, and there was a thick pool of blood under his feet, which was as greasy as glue and sticking to shoes.
As the number of puppets decreased, the surrounding red mist became weaker. Until the last figure in black robe was split into two under the great sword of the horse-slashing, the fog finally dissipated after revolving around for a few times unwillingly, revealing the broken corpses on the ground, and the sword standing in it, as if from Scarlet Shura who has not moved.
The audience in the stands was taken aback by the shocking blood. The weird golden light yesterday hasn't faded from the memory. Everyone just thought that something happened again, and they were all flustered. Jesse in the radio tower hurriedly yelled and explained that the remains were not living people, but human puppets, which calmed everyone's emotions slightly.
The two duels on the stage were completely unaffected by external emotions.
Melunie looked up at the sky with her back to Emmon, humming a small tune as if she were outing. The snow-white parasol covered her shoulders and turned a few times from time to time, proving that the holder had not sunk into a dull state. After a while, she finally turned around slowly and saw the figure soaked in potion like a blood man, but as if she didn't know it, she covered her mouth and exclaimed: "Brother Emmon, you... What happened to you!"
She hurriedly lifted the skirt and seemed to want to move forward, and she seemed to be frightened by the other party and couldn't step out. After showing a few struggles, she squashed her mouth and cried: "I'm sorry...I really don't know it will This way...I didn't mean it..." She cried more and more loudly without any scruples, and even buried her head in the rabbit doll on her chest. The sobbing sound really broke the heart of the listener.
However, Eamon was completely disinterested in her self-talking exaggerated performance. He carried the giant sword and made a light leap, involuntarily slashing towards the weak and crying girl ahead.
As soon as the audience exclaimed, the huge sword was swung above Melunie's head, and it was about to fall. A large pink mist spread out from the girl's body, covering everyone's sight. Emmen accidentally slashed with this sword, and then raised her head again, and the girl appeared from the mist with a soft smile, standing on the edge of the ring with a white umbrella pavilion.
There were a few applause sparsely floating in the stands, Melunie turned the umbrella back, raised her small face without a drop of tears, and gave the Great Swordsman angrily: "Brother Emmon really wants to fight People..." After speaking, they whimpered again, but saw the big swordsman lift the giant blade, and saw it start to hack again. Melunie curled her lips, as if she was quite boring: "Tsk, you mercenaries, there is really no interest at all... Forget it, I don’t want to tell you more, anyway, you don’t understand..."
She stopped looking at the tall man, swayed the white umbrella and walked slowly to the side of the ring, just like this, and gave up the qualification to continue the competition. It seemed that she signed up for the competition to let the "J God" who ignored her taste the taste of blood covered in blood, quite a bit of resentment.
Such unexpected behavior naturally caused a lot of discussion in the audience. This duel between the A-level mercenaries should have attracted the attention of the eye, but after the two came to power, everyone only saw a cloud of red fog that appeared inexplicably. After the fog had dispersed, there was a corpse left. No one saw it, and in the end it ended in such a hurry, it was nothing to see!
The shouts of cheering gradually spread throughout the arena, but the two duelists remained unmoved. One person walked into the lounge without looking back while covering his parasol, while the other remained on the stage, welcoming his companion's angry nagging.
Leah immediately jumped into the ring after the horn sounded at the end of the game. She unceremoniously instructed the staff on the field to clean up the carrion remains, and then she wrung her brows and picked up the flush pipe to help Eamon clean up the blood on her body.
"She definitely did it on purpose! Damn bad woman!" She glared fiercely in the direction where Melunie disappeared, then turned her head and flushed while complaining about her companion, "How did you do it! See the dirty stuff. I don’t even know how to avoid it! Look for yourself, the cloak that I finally printed out is now broken! Fortunately, I brought more clothes..."
The girl's ranting blame did not receive any response, and the swordsman still looked indifferent, as if he hadn't heard the trouble in her words. But she was also accustomed to it, and she just said it to herself. After washing the blood stains, she leaned forward and sniffed a few times, her brows were unresolved.
"Why the smell is still so heavy... It's stinking!" In her heart, she made a note of the bad woman. Without delay, she grabbed the big man's hand and ran to the lounge, "Now, I'll be with you. Say, first go back to the room and take a good shower, and then quickly throw away this suit for me! Alas, I would have made more cloaks if I knew it...really!"
The girl hurried back to the lounge with Eamon, and the Rhea who stood at the front of the stand watched them leave. Hearing the faint complaint, they were speechless for a while.
Yuno didn't understand why this duel turned into such a situation. After thinking about it, he could only ask in confusion: "That, Captain Meluni...Is there a holiday with Leah?"
This question seems to embarrass the insiders. Squad leader Anare and Rhea exchanged glances, nodded clearly, coughed a light cough, and just about to explain, while holding a whole plate of grilled fish fillets and eating with relish, Kony the cat boy rushed to yell: "Those black Yipu (Emm)...I've seen it, beaten in the mountain pass outside the village (Emm)... They all got together, the elder said..."
His mouth was stuffed with food, and he was vaguely speaking, but he was stuffed with a handful of dried fish by Grey Eagle in the middle of the talk. He stopped his mouth immediately and couldn't say a word.
Everyone looked at the gray eagle with a calm face, and then at the cat boy who was struggling with food. They waited for a while without seeing them, knowing that it was out of play. Although a little curious, this is always a private matter. Since the other party is unwilling to say it, there is no reason to ask.
Seeing that the atmosphere was a little subtle, Analei coughed and continued to explain: "This is not a big or small lace old news. That Melunie, the year before last, cough... In the guild hall, when In the face of everyone, I confessed to God J... and finally caused a disturbance."
His voice was not high, and he spoke very slowly, but Yuno was even more suspicious that he had misheard, and asked in astonishment: "Confession!? She, she looks like she is only eleven or twelve years old, right? It's too..."
He held the second half of the sentence, seemingly unable to find a suitable one to continue without revealing vulgar words, but Rhea chuckled deeply: "Don't be deceived by her appearance. The'Pink Rose' is here. One year after Iwaki was founded, I submitted an application for the mercenary group. At that time, Melunie was like this child. It has been more than seven years now. How old do you think she should be?"
The little doctor was speechless, and when he was guessing at a loss, Kucuwala, a sand tribe, suddenly coldly snorted: "She is not a self-proclaimed'puppet master'. I can't say that the child looks like a puppet she made. ..."
A puppet made of a child... This utterly dehumanizing but fact-like conjecture made everyone silent again. Even standing under the big sun, they felt that there was a cold current in the body.
Until the next trumpet sounded, no one said a word.