There is no distinction between special seats and ordinary seats in the Mellors Magic Arena.
So for the first time in years of watching this kind of game, Count Cruz sat with a group of civilians.
Count Cruz didn't mind sitting with a group of commoners, what he really did mind was the atmosphere in this magic arena.
The grass used for the competition has been barren for a long time, and weeds have grown from the cracks in the cracked rocks on the ground.
This desolate feeling was unbearable for Count Cruz. The most dilapidated arena he had ever seen was stained with dark red blood on the ground, not these weeds.
Count Cruz observed the audience around him. Most of them were young people. Judging from their costumes, most of them were apprentices from the Magic Academy.
The expressions on their faces were also very confused, and they didn't know what to watch in the face of the deserted arena below.
"Welcome to the scene of the Nolan Open!"
A picture of a middle-aged man sitting at a long table suddenly appeared on the two most conspicuous white walls in the entire arena.
"Who is he?"
Count Cruz asked subconsciously, in any gladiatorial competitions that cast iron players participate in, no one will make a loud noise on the arena, let alone the situation where this kind of sound occupies the entire arena.
"The pseudonym seems to be Madden or something... Have you seen the Farosi TV talk show?"
A strange figure sounded beside Count Cruz, and when he turned his head, he found the Chaos Demon, Joshua Anorod, sitting behind him.
when? Count Cruz moved his shoulders, making his relaxed nerves tense again.
He didn't like a demon appearing behind him without noticing it.
"I've never been interested in Farossi performances."
Count Cruz replied as if he didn't recognize Joshua.
"Aren't you interested? There's nothing you can do, anyway, he's a very famous linguist."
Qiao Xiu stared at the figure projected on the huge screen, that was the incarnation of the Brass Dragon, the guardian of the black wood elves.
Before the start of the game, Joshua had been struggling to find a suitable commentator.
As a result, Carroll told Qiao Xiu in the text message that the brass dragon seemed to be a two-time player of Warcraft and the Holy Spirit, and the ranking score seemed to be not low.
So Joshua invited him to come here as the world's first game commentator.
linguist
Before the doubts in Count Cruz's heart appeared, the surrounding audience became very excited the moment they saw the middle-aged man in the picture.
It seems that they came here today not to watch the game, but to watch the middle-aged man perform.
"Should I say welcome all Holy Spirit Summoners to the battlefield to watch the battle?"
The Brass Dragon continued to play his narcissistic attributes, but he also knew who the protagonist was today at the behest of Joshua.
"Today's two contestants are masters who stand at the peak of the Holy Spirit Battlefield. The first to represent the Holy Spirit Legion is the team from Crosil High School of Magic!"
The Brass Dragon sat in the highest position in the entire arena, and with his non-human vision, he could directly see the situation at the bottom of the arena.
Joshua controlled the daytime banshee photographer to give the camera to the Crowhill team on the left side of the arena.
When the young magic apprentices came to the arena, they were very nervous, but the youngest member was excited to accept the cheers of the surrounding crowd.
"All of them are young and immature faces, but each of them has the qualifications of a master on the battlefield of the Holy Spirit, so are there any students from Crowhill College in the audience?"
The Brass Dragon's inquiry brought the heat of the audience to a climax again, and many people stood up and raised their hands.
Joshua also had another daytime banshee photographer run to the auditorium to shoot.
"When you go to the battlefield in the future, you can hug the thighs of these classmates..."
After the Brass Dragon briefly introduced the team, he turned his attention to the other side of the battlefield again.
"Representing the Scourge Legion is the Iron Man from the Iron Country!"
The picture on the screen changed in an instant. A knight group in pitch-black armor appeared on the ring, and their steps were uniform, like a well-trained army.
The Iron Man is indeed the strongest army in the Iron Country. When they came to the front of the arena, they took off their helmets and stared at the top of the audience.
Queen Yekana was sitting there watching them.
"As expected of the strongest knights in the country of steel, in this Holy Spirit war, I think they have the strongest ability to bully children."
The Brass Dragon paused when he said this, and he seemed to realize that he had activated the taunting skill again.
This sentence is equivalent to offending both sides of the team... Before he came, Qiao Xiu had repeatedly told the brass dragon to calm down.
Fortunately, after realizing that he had said something wrong, he added another sentence to Qiao Xiu's face.
"But the Crosil team seems to be ready to crush this strongest legion, and even young warriors can turn into powerful heroes on the battlefield of the Holy Spirit."
Joshua covered his cheeks, and immediately felt that letting him do the commentary was a wrong decision.
Count Cruz, who was sitting under Joshua, had already clenched his hands tightly, and blue veins had appeared on his forehead.
The cast iron would play in this ridiculous game, and it's shameful enough to play against a legion that doesn't have a single adult.
The Brass Dragon repeated it all again.
Seeing the appearance of the earl below, Joshua already had the look on his face that he was ready to chat with the brass dragon after the game.
The advantage of being a pure-blood dragon is probably here... You can mock humans as much as you want, but you are not afraid of being beaten.
"This is the end of the brief introduction! Please prepare the summoners of both teams!"
Holding a manuscript in his hand, Brass Dragon read out a few lines that Qiao Xiu had prepared for him.
The members of the two teams walked into the silent hall temporarily built by Qiao Xiu...
The squires who are responsible for maintaining the game below have begun to guide them in advance to the dedicated server for the game.
The picture of hero selection appeared on the screen, and in the center of the original old competition venue, a large number of purple inscriptions began to gradually spread.
A real Holy Spirit battlefield gradually appeared in the arena under the action of purple inscriptions...
Sitting in the auditorium, Joshua could hear the surprised voices of all the audience around him, but this surprise quickly turned into an excited cheer.
Because the twenty-five heroes of the Holy Spirit all appeared in the center of the arena, they presented their own unique greetings to all the audience just like real people.