If Demir's appearance was high-profile, then the appearance of the military command system was shocking.
Their military power is shocking, frightening, and daunting.
It’s a pity that Arthur, as an old fox, had already anticipated this step and turned the momentum created by the military command system into his own property.
All eyes in the audience were focused on him. At this moment, he was the focus of the entire Miskatonic University and he was the center of Miskatonic University.
Arthur dressed up specially for today's appearance. Today he wore a gorgeous outfit.
The top is a high-necked cardigan as blue as the sky. The exaggerated yet luxurious gold thread is transformed into a flying giant eagle sewn on the left and right sleeves. The cuffs are white tassel wavy sleeves carefully sewn by craftsmen stitch by stitch, and on his hand he wears a ring that only the royal heir can wear.
The pebble-sized sapphire is surrounded by a circle of crystal diamonds. The base made of platinum and mithril firmly grasps the almond-shaped bottom of the sapphire. There are circles of inscriptions carved by jewelers on the edge of the ring. Those are poems engraved to commemorate the greatest King Arthur.
The belt around Arthur's waist is also an eye-catching focus.
The pure silver belt buckle is paired with a belt made from the skin of a legendary green dragon, and there is not a single gap for enchantment on this magic-resistant dragon skin.
The enchanter took advantage of the characteristics of the green dragon skin and maximized its ability to isolate low-level spells. Some basic spells would be dissipated by the dragon power emanating from the green dragon skin as soon as they approached Arthur.
As for the lower body, she wore a pair of pure white high-waisted tight-fitting pants and a pair of high leather boots that looked extraordinary.
Although the shaft of the high leather boots was high, Arthur looked very light when he walked, and on the back of the boots there was a protruding spur.
The most eye-catching thing is the two scabbards worn on Arthur's waist. Just by looking at the scabbards, one can feel the sharpness of the weapons inside.
This extremely flashy look might seem a little awkward in the eyes of men, but it works very well in front of those crazy girls.
Crazy screams burst out from the mouths of these girls, as if they had seen a god.
Hiding in the crowd, Jobutran could not help but cover his ears and muttered quietly,
"Is this fan culture? It's horrible."
Others did not hear Jobtran's muttering, but looked at his current outfit with strange eyes.
He wrapped himself up like a traveler who had just returned from a wandering in the desert. He wore a hooded cloak made of burlap, a pair of translucent goggles on his face, and a veil in front of him. In between, you could vaguely see the pink mask on his face.
When Jobtran got this batch of masks, he was ridiculed by Columbia for several days. But in fact, this batch of masks was made by people who were temporarily assigned by Professor Robert to work day and night. Except for the funny pink color, both the materials used and the protective performance are first-class.
At this time, the showy Arthur attracted everyone's attention. Jobtran was also enjoying it and waited quietly for the opening ceremony of the qualifying competition.
Arthur didn't say much, but maintained his aristocratic appearance, raised his chin slightly, with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, and made a very confident gesture.
When the noon bell rang, fireworks of various colors suddenly bloomed in the sky above the oval-shaped venue. Before everyone had time to appreciate them, the contestants suddenly left the ground and floated into the air.
It was a wonderful feeling of weightlessness, but some strong ones maintained their postures calmly, while some weaker ones waved their limbs in the air in a panic, and their silly postures were quite amusing.
The students and faculty members who did not participate in the competition stayed on the ground. When they looked up, they could see the contestants floating five meters high in the air.
Only some people with ulterior motives ran under the beauties in skirts and squeezed together, making bursts of obscene laughter.
This naturally aroused the disgust of the girls floating in the air, but before they could react, a large-scale portal appeared in the middle of the venue.
Three hundred meters long and three hundred meters high, this huge portal is not physical, but is constructed by inscriptions infused with magic power.
Such a grand move naturally came from Merlin.
The power of the portal gradually gathered, and Merlin appeared out of thin air in front of the portal like a god descending from heaven.
He changed from his previous laziness and casualness, and today specially put on the black robe that symbolized his identity as a great magician.
A pointed wizard's hat was placed on Merlin's head, and in his hand was a staff that Joet Brown had never seen before.
“Sorry for the long wait, everyone.
The annual qualifying competition is about to begin.
Are the players ready?"
After saying that, Merlin looked around and then smiled evilly.
"If you want to give up now, please hold up your ID card.
You will be automatically disqualified and will fall slowly to the ground.
That cute girl over there, if you give up now, you can go down and beat up those wretched guys."
Merlin's teasing caused everyone to laugh, but Joet Brown knew that Merlin's words were a sincere persuasion.
Once it starts, how much more laughter and joy can there be
“Ahem, once I start teleporting, you can’t back out.
After the transmission is completed, I will begin to explain the detailed rules of the first round of the melee. After the rules are explained, there will be a three-second countdown, and the first round of the melee will officially begin.
Now, I'm giving you one last chance to give up, three, two, one.
No one quit
What a shame . . . "
Merlin's eyes flashed with pity, but he still tried hard to put on a smile to hide the emotions in his heart.
The inscriptions on the portal became more and more dazzling, making it impossible for people to open their eyes and look directly at the blue light.
After a moment of trance, the transmission process was over.
The contestants opened their eyes, only to find that they were not on flat ground, but in a soft desert.
Many people have made exaggerated complaints about this, and some girls who love beauty even wear high heels on their feet.
In such an environment, they can only take off their high heels and directly use the delicate skin on the soles of their feet to touch the hot and rough sand.
On the other hand, the spectators in the stadium each found a comfortable position and sat on the ground.
A temporarily added function appeared on the ID card of each of them, which was real-time game projection.
At this time, their projections were focused on Merlin, and after everyone had adjusted to the environment, Merlin said,
"Take out your ID cards and hang them on your chest.
The ID card will show your personal information and a unique entry code.
That will be used to identify you, but don't worry, it will only be visible to spectators and referees."
After Merlin finished speaking, he took out a number of clips from his sleeves and distributed them to the contestants one by one.
These clips moved automatically without wind and floated in front of the contestants in mid-air.
When the contestants pinned their ID cards on their chests, the clips clicked and were firmly fixed on their chests.
No matter how hard it was torn, the ID card remained very stable. This was obviously Merlin's arrangement.
“Audience members, school directors, and referees, you can choose your favorite contestants and watch the game from the contestants’ first-person perspective.
This rule also applies to the following rounds of games.
First, you can use your ID card to pull up the list of players, then make your selection, or click on the player's name tag on the projection in front of you to change the perspective."
Merlin explained simply,
"And contestants, please note that once your ID card is shot down or broken, you will be disqualified from the competition."
As soon as Merlin said this, the contestants' faces turned different.
They all looked at the other contestants around them cautiously, sizing them up with suspicion, to see who would make the first move.
"Ahem, contestants please pay attention."
Merlin coughed twice to draw the contestants' attention back to himself, then he pointed his staff toward the sky, and a giant hourglass appeared in mid-air.
“This is an hourglass that automatically counts down. It takes exactly thirty minutes for the sand to flow from the upper half to the lower half.
After thirty minutes, all players will be teleported again, and the teleportation location will be random.
However, you cannot use any means to interfere with the countdown of the hourglass. It is only a facility to remind you of the time.
If you damage the hourglass, you will be disqualified immediately."
Merlin's threatening words scared many contestants who had evil intentions.
The desert is a terrible place for most players, as it reduces their mobility and may even put them in danger due to quicksand. However, for some players who originally live in desert areas, these scenes are as easy as walking on flat ground.
No one would be stupid enough to destroy the hourglass just for a convenient scenario.
“A total of 3,679 people participated in the first round of this competition.
But according to the rules of the first round of the melee, there are only one thousand places to enter the second round.
Okay, now that we've got this, do the contestants have any questions?"
Merlin threw out an opportunity for the contestants to ask questions freely.
"Principal Merlin, may I ask, what counts as promotion? What counts as elimination?"
He was a little boy with an ordinary face.
"Haha, you're in such a hurry.
The reason why it is called a melee is because it gives you enough room to play.
Any weapon, any means, any moves can be used.
To advance, of course, you have to wait until there are only a thousand people left in the arena.
Elimination means losing the ability to fight or voluntarily admitting defeat.
Or die.”
It was clearly a scorching desert, but after hearing Merlin's words, many people began to back off.
"Principal, is it too late to quit now?"
A little girl with a fearful look on her face raised her hand and asked in a low voice.
"No, not unless you crush your own ID card at the beginning of the game.
In addition, for those players who feel that they have lost their ability to fight, I suggest that they give up voluntarily.
Our medical team is on guard at the other end of the portal. If you are fatally injured here but refuse to give up the game, our medical team will not be able to provide you with effective treatment."
Merlin's words were meant as a soothing comfort, but they were actually sweet poison.
Some astute people understood the deeper meaning of Merlin's words, which was that if they were ruthless enough, they would surely die.
At this time, Arthur raised his hand.
"Principal, may I ask, any incident that happens here will not be held accountable afterwards, right?"
After Arthur asked this question, he scanned the crowd with his eyes. His eyes changed, becoming condescending and arrogant as if he was looking down at a group of ants.
“This is a clause in the death warrant agreement, you are right.
Okay, okay, enough questions.
This preliminary round has a very high degree of freedom, so please give it your best.
In three minutes, I will blow the whistle and then it will officially start.
I wish you all good luck in your military career. "
After saying that, Merlin bit a whistle hanging on his chest and looked at the hourglass in the sky boredly.
Upon hearing this, the contestants dispersed or gathered together to avoid being defeated one by one by those large groups.
Jobtran hid low-key behind a sand dune, his whole body almost sticking to the sand, crawling quickly.
He didn't think about huddling together with anyone for warmth because he saw through the truth of this preliminary round.
Everyone will fight for the spot, and all daily etiquette and morals will become a burden.
No one knows when someone around you will stab you in the back.
As the saying goes, mediocre people worry about their own mistakes. Only those who have no ability will temporarily form a team in such an occasion;
The truly strong ones always walk alone and are lonely.
“Beep!!!!”
But when the shrill whistle sounded, those young faces suddenly became ferocious.
Some cowards hid in the corner, quietly crushed their identity cards, and returned to the other side of the portal.
Some agile people ran quickly on the sand dunes, raising clouds of dust.
The organizers began to give orders in an orderly manner, moving forward in one direction while clearing any obstacles in front of them.
Those who are good at hiding can flexibly use the tools around them to hide their tracks.
Unfortunately, this is not a game of hide and seek, but a bloody elimination match.
The first fifteen minutes of the game were all harmonious on the audience's screens, and some viewers even yawned out of boredom.
Some viewers even complained that Merlin's competition format was too boring, but they soon shut their mouths in surprise.
They saw how that desert turned from a human world into a hell on earth.
Many viewers could not accept the horrible blood and began to retch, and some even turned their heads away and left.
Human nature is fully revealed.