Calamity Crown

Good luck +1!

Good luck +10!

Good luck +100!

When the luck stacked up to 100 times, Goethe stopped.

It's not that Goethe doesn't want to stack again.

Instead, the golden ticket hidden on the body is gone—although the golden ticket is just a thin sheet of paper, the stack of 100,000 golden tickets is still a thick pile. The limit is reached.

more?

Not only will it be seen.

It also affects actions.

100 times of [Good Luck] is not as exaggerated as stacking 680 times in the "Martial Arts Fighting Secret Realm", but it is enough.

As Emleck walked off the ring, after the sound of the start, the noble Faber on the opposite side rushed towards Goethe with infinite ecstasy, and then...the sole of his foot slipped.

Snapped!

Noble Faber fell in front of Goethe.

The Faber nobleman was stunned.

The Fabol nobles outside the court who were already about to welcome the victory were stunned.

The northerners who had prepared for the worst were also stunned.

This... is a little different from what you imagined, isn't it?

Everyone stared blankly at this scene.

Seeing Goethe kicking the Faboer nobleman in the neck and seeing the Faber nobleman being carried down, no matter whether he hoped that Goethe would win or that Goethe would lose, they were all silent.

what happened?

Everyone is asking from the bottom of their hearts.

Even Donald Dott was in a dazed state.

But immediately, the young man from the Rose family came back to his senses.

"Go on!"

he shouted.

Immediately the nobleman Faber came to power again.

Different from the ecstasy of the previous one, this member from the Dark Lotus family showed caution from the beginning of the stage, and he moved slowly around Goethe.

The short sword in his hand was hidden in the sheath, and the sharp breath began to gather.

No one doubted how sharp this dagger would be when it was unsheathed.

Donald Dott didn't doubt it either.

But he couldn't wait.

He didn't want Goethe to have any chance of recovery.

He gestured to the representative of the Dark Lotus family.

The family representative immediately gave a low drink.

"shot"

Clang!

Under the words of the family representative, the members of the Anlian family were like sharp arrows aiming at Goethe, and the dagger in their hands was unsheathed at an absolutely appropriate position.

The arena seemed to be lit up.

The blade is cold.

Snapped!

The [Spiritual Armor Technique] on Goethe was directly broken.

There was almost no stagnation in the short sword, and it continued to move forward.

But a raging flame filled the face of this member of the Dark Lotus family.

The power of the flames is enough to crush the bones of ordinary people, but for this member of the Dark Lotus family, it basically has no effect, it can only block his sight.

But at this moment, a strong breath of death appeared in the heart of this member of the Dark Lotus family.

Goethe hit him like a cannonball.

Without even thinking about it, he was about to back off.

But, it's too late!

The member of the Anlian family who was just about to retreat felt a pain in his toe.

Subconsciously, the other party lowered his head.

I saw that Goethe had already stepped on his toes.

when?

The other party was taken aback.

And this was the last thought of the other party.

next moment--

boom!

Click!

Goethe's shoulder was like a battering ram, and it slammed into the chest of this member of the Dark Lotus family. The opponent whose toes were stepped on, suffered the blow without any room for turning, and his sternum shattered on the spot.

The broken bones pierced into the internal organs, mixed with the remaining strength, smashed everything in the chest cavity, and broke out.

puff!

The back of this member of the Dark Lotus family almost exploded.

The corpse fell to the ground.

Goethe was covered in blood.

Ordinary people will definitely be terrified when they see this scene.

But Donald Dott smiled.

Goethe was no longer spotless.

Goethe was stained with the blood of the enemy.

What does this mean?

It shows that Goethe's physical strength is really exhausted!

"continue!"

"do not stop!"

The young man of the Rose family said loudly.

Immediately, the angry eyes of the people from the northern region looked here, and greetings from the three generations of the young man's maternal relatives followed.

Margarita also glared at this place.

As the second daughter of the Tulip family, she couldn't scold her.

However, she believed that that idiot Xila would be able to yell at her.

But when she turned her head to look at the window sill of the box next to her, the second daughter of the Tulip family was taken aback.

Sheila was still lying on the window.

There is no change in posture.

But there was a look in her eyes that she had never seen before.

Sharp?

There are some, but not sharp-edged.

cold?

There was some, but not icy cold.

There is nothing majestic, only calm.

It's like a deep pool, without wind or waves, but it's bottomless.

Moreover, I don't know why, when the second daughter of the Tulip family saw these eyes, she always felt a little scared. She obviously had the face of that fool, but when her eyes lacked 'wisdom', she didn't dare to look directly at them.

what happened?

The second daughter of the Tulip family frowned slightly.

Sheila looked at the frowning second daughter of the Tulip family, but smiled slightly.

She continued to lie on the window.

She continued to look at Donald Dott.

The young man from the Rose family didn't notice such a scrutiny. He was engrossed in watching the ring—a member of the Violet family stepped onto the ring.

Holding the long sword in his hand, this member of the Violet family had a solemn face, but there was deep helplessness in his eyes.

He doesn't want to be on stage if he can.

He saw all the previous deaths.

He doesn't want to die.

However, he had to go on stage.

To enjoy the rights given by the family, it is natural to fulfill the obligations - when you don't want to fulfill the obligations, the family contract on your body will help you fulfill the corresponding obligations.

Like those guys before?

Really brave and fearless, can abandon everything for the honor of the family?

not really.

It's just that there is no choice.

well!

The member of the Violet family sighed again from the bottom of his heart, he pulled out his long sword, and with a flick of his wrist, the point of the sword enveloped Goethe's vitals.

The sword is fierce and sharp.

However, there is no murderous intent.

The other party's heart is not firm.

Swords are naturally weak.

It was not the first time that Goethe had seen such an opponent, and Goethe, who also had an expert level [cold weapon. Long sword], found the flaw in it in an instant.

He raised his hand and flicked hard on the side of the opponent's sword spine.

Ding!

In the crisp sound of metal, the opponent's seemingly ferocious sword momentum was instantly broken.

Even, the opponent couldn't even hold the long sword.

bang!

Before the crisp sound fell, the long sword fell into the ring, and then Goethe punched the opponent in the chest, causing the opponent to fall out of the ring as well.

The member of the Violet family fell to the ground clutching his chest.

But there was no regret or remorse on his face.

What I have is just the joy of the rest of my life.

He is not dead!

This is so good!

The stretcher appeared, and the member of the Violet family was carried down. The seven members of the Fabol nobles who were about to take the stage around looked at this scene, all thoughtful.

Donald Dott's gaze became sharp all of a sudden.

Just now, the punch was clearly enough to kill the opponent, but he didn't kill him. What Goethe wanted to do, the young man from the Rose family could see through it at a glance.

Disintegrate the will of the remaining stagers!

Let those on stage who have no hope of living see the possibility of 'surviving'.

"Damn it!"

A reckless man who only knows how to fight is not scary.

The scary thing is that the reckless man can still use his brain.

Thinking of this, Donald Dott didn't have any hesitation, and was about to use that hole card immediately, but at this moment, an invisible force hit his chest.

boom!

With a muffled sound, Donald Dot took several steps back and sat directly on the sofa.

Donald Dot slid to the door of the box with the sofa, and then stopped.

When the young man from the Rose family stood up, not only was his face pale, but the sofa under him immediately fell apart.

"My lord? My lord?"

The surrounding servants immediately surrounded him.

"fine!"

"Something happened!"

Donald Dott waved his hand, but there was unconcealable horror in his eyes, because just when he was knocked down by an invisible force, a voice rang in his ears——

"Things on the ring will be resolved on the ring."

"If you dare to use external tricks, I will kill you."

The voice is deep, thick and powerful.

It was Grand Duke Scrooge.

Donald Dott could instantly recognize such a voice.

It is also because of this.

He was horrified.

Although Fabol's extraordinary power system is not the same as Tesin's, he is naturally clear about Tesin's power system, as a key training object of the Rose family.

To be able to do this to this extent, that is...

legend!

Donald Dott's heart sank.

Donald Dott knows what a legend represents.

That is the crushing of high-end combat power!

This is not good news for Faber!

Although the extraordinary power system is different, the number of people awakened by Fabol's bloodline exceeds that of Tesin, but there is not much difference between the two sides in high-end combat power.

It can even be said that it is maintained at a relatively balanced level.

Now the balance is broken!

This news must be sent back to China!

His Majesty must be informed of this news!

Thinking of this, Donald Dot reached into his pocket, took out a crystal, and imprinted the thoughts in his heart into it.

Every night, Fabol VII will check the message of the communication crystal.

In other words, tonight, Fabol VII will get the news.

Then, the booby trapping of the Tulip family will be suspended!

After a legend appeared in the northern border, Fabol had to stop the internal friction.

At this moment, Donald Dott even wanted to stop the following group arena.

It was originally for the purpose of trapping and killing the Tulip family, so Fabol mobilized a large number of bloodline awakeners. As long as the plan is successful, these bloodline people will die. For Fabol, as long as the high-end powerhouses are still alive, then they can With many children and grandchildren, there will definitely be bloodline awakeners in it again, and it will be able to make up for the lack in a few years.

But now it's different.

A legend!

Enough to change everything!

Donald Dott returned to the window again, and he looked at Goethe on the ring.

Just now three more members of the Fabol nobles were carried down.

Use a stretcher.

Although seriously injured, he is still alive.

With the member of the Violet family as an example, the rest of the contestants seem to have found the 'survival method', each of them seems to work hard, but they all put away.

Especially after discovering Goethe's cooperation, these remaining Faber noble players worked harder.

Just like the current member of the Thorn family, after punching vigorously and seemingly in a well-organized manner, the moment Goethe raised his hand, the whole person flew out.

After falling to the ground, he vomited blood profusely.

Ordinary people may not be able to see clearly, but Donald Dott can see clearly that Goethe's punch did not hit the opponent at all, and he even vomited blood because he forced it out.

"well."

"What a lucky guy!"

The young man from the Rose family couldn't help sighing with envy.

I am envious of Goethe's talent, but also envy Goethe's elders who are legendary-level powerhouses.

The latter is far more important than the former.

And how can you have the latter?

See luck.

Dotnier Marg also sighed together.

Unlike Donald Dott lamenting Goethe's luck.

Dotnier Mag was lamenting the 'fall' of green vines, lilies, thorns, violets, and dark lotuses.

"After becoming the five major families, they have long lost their aggressiveness."

"Constrained by the 'contract', it seems unbreakable."

"But it also made the family lose their 'potential'..."

"Isn't it the same with tulips?"

Dotnier Mag closed his eyes slightly.

As the eldest son of the Tulip family, he has long felt the decaying atmosphere spreading from the family. At some point, the Tulip family lost its due vitality.

Everyone is choosing a more comfortable lifestyle.

Even bloodline awakeners are no exception.

And this is also an important reason why the eldest son of the Tulip family agreed to his father's plan.

Because, he believes that only external stimulation can rejuvenate the Tulip family.

And now it seems?

The progress must be accelerated again!

When most of the bloodline awakeners who were similar to Tier 2 professionals were transferred away from Fabol, everything became a purely high-end battlefield.

And the tulips who have allied the five families of green vines, lilies, thorns, violets, and dark lotus will surely succeed!

More importantly, without other people intervening, the choice of high-end battlefields becomes optional, so that when they win, the Tulip family can get a complete Fabol.

As for failure?

It is also possible.

But the odds are slim.

After all, the number of high-end fighters has an absolute advantage!

Tulip, will definitely win!

Dotnier Mag clenched his fists.

In the Bear Castle Arena, the two young men of the Rose Family and the Tulip Family have their own schemes.

But the tense atmosphere in the arena gradually dissipated.

The cheers of the people around are still there.

But in the corner, Dilkmore was gnashing his teeth.

He looked at Goethe, who was clearly in a desperate situation in the ring, but was getting more and more relaxed, his eyes almost burst into flames.

"waste!"

"It's all trash!"

"A trash who is greedy for life and afraid of death!"

The head of the Knights of the Rose roared in his heart.

Anger made it difficult for him to control his emotions again.

And his out-of-control emotions made him choose to take risks.

"Although it's still a little short of fully mastering this power, it should be more than enough to deal with Goethe!"

There was madness in Dilkmore's eyes.

He looked at the last Fabol nobleman who was about to appear.

A member of the Green Vine family.

Coincidentally, he was also a 'member' who had prepared for it.

An extremely obscure force spread to this member of the Luteng family, and the other party didn't notice it at all. After seeing a player before him who had safely entered the ring, he felt relieved.

The first few people survived.

There's no reason he can't.

As long as he plays well enough, he can continue to return to Faber to enjoy life.

Faber's manor, fine wine, and beauties are all things he can't give up.

And, he swears!

Never set foot in the North again in this life!

He even had the idea of ​​buying a manor in Faber's farthest place from the northern border in his mind.

He wants to stay far away from the north.

He doesn't want to...

Um?

The member of the Luteng family, who was walking towards the ring step by step, was still making good plans in his heart, but suddenly his whole body trembled, and his will just dissipated.

To him, an incomparable force squeezed into his body.

It just broke his will.

Almost instantly.

The thinking that belonged to Dirkmore appeared here.

The head of the 'Knights of the Rose' continued to move forward, at exactly the same pace as before. Every step he took, he would adapt to this body more and more. When he walked on the ring, Dirkmo had fully adapted to this body .

He looked at Goethe and showed a grin.

Goethe stared at the last opponent in front of him.

When the opponent appeared, Goethe was full of vigilance.

Walk a hundred steps, half to ninety-nine.

Goethe remembered the sayings in his hometown.

Therefore, the further he got to the back, the more cautious he was.

It's the same even if everything is developing in the direction he expected.

No one can guarantee that accidents will not happen.

It's like no one can guarantee that there will be no alternatives.

When he saw the smirk on the other party's face, Goethe knew that he had encountered an accident.

"I've waited too long for this moment!"

"I can't wait to turn your head off!"

Dirkmo said these words with the opponent's body.

Although the voice belongs to the other party.

The tone made Goethe feel familiar.

However, Goethe didn't think much of it.

Goethe, who had already recovered most of his physical strength after several consecutive games, raised his hand and hit [Lightning].

Rumble!

Thunder rolls and lightning flashes.

A thunderbolt full of destructive force struck down on the head.

Dozens of vines as thick as an arm rose from the ground.

They twist and meander.

They go up against the thunder.

The next moment, they vanished into ashes.

The power of thunder shattered everything.

However, Dilkmore did not die.

Even if the whole body is scorched black and the skin is ripped apart.

But Dilkmore still laughed out loud.

"Is this your greatest strength?"

"It's not enough!"

Dirkmo manipulated the members of the Green Vine family to say so.

Immediately, the people who had paid attention to this place because of the thunder frowned.

Even ordinary people feel something is wrong at this time.

Simlei Ke immediately stood under the ring.

He stared at the contestant on stage.

Then, he turned his gaze to the auditorium.

There, Dirkmo sat upright, and after sensing Smreck's gaze, he immediately gave him an angry look back—the same as before.

But this familiarity...

The Grand Duke's eldest son thought he would not perceive mistakes.

The members of the Green Vine family on stage must be related to Dirkmo.

Almost instinctively, Smlik was ready to stop this fight.

"Don't worry."

"Don't worry, I'm here."

At this moment, Grand Duke Scrooge's voice rang in his ears.

After hearing his father's words, the Grand Duke's eldest son stopped immediately.

He chose to trust his father unconditionally.

In the box, Grand Duke Scrooge appeared at the window for the first time—but everyone was attracted by the scene on the ring, and didn't notice it at all.

The Grand Duke's gaze fell on Dirkmo, and then at the members of the Lvvine family on stage.

"Is this your dark son?"

"But it's too simple to do this?"

"This obvious method doesn't match your style."

"he……"

"Should it be a smoke bomb?"

The Grand Duke whispered to himself.

He began to think about various possibilities again, and at this time, Shira jumped out of the window.

"Uncle Scrooge, let me go out for a while."

Sheila said politely.

"Uncle" made the Grand Duke smile, and he waved his hand.

"Go."

"I'm the one in everything in the north."

The Grand Duke promised.

Sheila nodded, and after bowing again to salute, she turned around and left—the usual crazy appearance was completely gone, and Sheila at this time was full of calmness.

"What a nice kid."

"You bastard really has the heart."

As the Grand Duke said, he looked towards the side of the box.

A figure emerged.

She is really Sheila's teacher.

"It's for her own good."

Sheila's teacher said softly.

"fart!"

"If it weren't for the fact that you are the teacher of this child, I would have chopped you up and fed you to the bear. There are so many paths, why did you choose this one?"

the Grand Duke asked angrily.

"In order to let her have the power to protect herself!"

After saying those words, Shira's teacher disappeared.

He closely followed his apprentice, who was closer than his daughter, for fear of any accident.

"The power of self-preservation?"

"snort!"

"Give yourself an excuse, as long as you are strong enough to protect her, isn't that enough?"

"Give her a controllable danger, let her sharpen, let her grow, isn't it good?"

"You must let her suffer this pain!"

The Grand Duke, who valued his family the most, said that he was about to spit on the ground, but thinking that the carpet was quite expensive, he couldn't help turning around and spitting out the window.

The phlegm traveled a long distance and landed on Dirkmo's face.

Dirkmo, who was looking at Smreck, touched his face subconsciously.

When he saw the phlegm in his hand clearly, he was furious.

Immediately, the connection, which was not considered complete in the first place, immediately had an accident——

On the ring, the scorched green vine nobleman couldn't help laughing when he saw the unexpected Goethe in his eyes.

see it?

This is what he wants!

He wanted to see Goethe surprised, angry and unwilling.

"Is this just the beginning?"

"I'll make you lose face in front of that woman right away!"

"certainly!"

"I won't just kill you, I will let you see how I raped that woman with your own eyes—in a special way."

The previous words were spoken by Dirkmo in an open and honest manner.

The following words, but only Goethe can hear.

"Okay, the current appearance is not suitable for fighting!"

"Watch my wounds heal!"

Dirkmo manipulated the members of the Green Vine family to take out a healing seed, and just threw it into his mouth, but immediately, Dirkmo exclaimed——

"Ah ah ah ah! I took it wrong!"

PS woo woo woo... Fat Dragon got up late again...