A farming master in Stardew Valley

Chapter 566 These Mages Are So Vulgar

"Okay, this is just the appetizer. The arena is the main course."

Roche stretched out his hand and pulled Lyon towards him. After all, Lyon had been standing on the edge of the sky island. The wind on the sky island was very strong. If he was blown down without paying attention, it would be a big joke.

"Can we see people dueling?" Leon asked as he followed Roche's footsteps.

"The arena is usually always full of people. Deathmatches are rare, but some warriors, explorers, or mages will come here to find opponents of similar strength to hone their combat skills, so there's no shortage of fights to watch."

Roche introduced, "And as far as I know, our guild's second-order combat teams are all training at the arena today. If we're lucky, we might even be able to see their team match against the Secret Academy's magic group."

"Can we form a team to fight?" Lyon was quite surprised when he heard this. After all, the arena he understood should be a one-on-one duel.

"Of course, as long as you agree and are hated enough, you can even fight a hundred of them by yourself." Roche joked with a smile.

"No one should be so pessimistic." Lyon complained.

"Yes, a lot. Some old guys like to do that. They say they're giving the younger generation guidance, giving them experience fighting truly powerful opponents, but in reality, they're just here to bully the weaker ones out of boredom. In those kinds of crushing battles, the only experience you can gain is probably learning how to play dead so you don't get hit as much."

When Roche said this, his face darkened. It was obvious that he had been taught a lesson by such an unreliable old man before.

For some reason, when Roche talked about this, the image of Rasmodesmodis unconsciously popped up in Leon's mind. His intuition told him that Rasmodesmodis should have done such a thing.

However, Leon did not ask. Although he was now in the Elemental City and not in Stardew Valley, who knew whether the summoner given by Lasmodes had a monitoring function? Some things were better to just think about them in your mind.

Walking with Roche on the cobblestone road, the green plants on both sides of the road are not flowers and plants, but thorns covered with barbs, which look quite ferocious. Judging from this choice of greening, the Colosseum does not seem like a normal place.

Lyon continued walking, but he didn't see any large, tall buildings until he stopped in front of a small, occupied hut.

"Two tickets, no participation in the duel."

Roche spoke to the thin man in the hut with ease.

"200G."

"Give."

After paying two hundred gold, Roche received two blood-colored cards. After handing one to Leon, he took Leon to an underground staircase extending downwards behind the house under the man's gaze.

Walking down the stairs, Leon found that the further down he went, the brighter the space around him became. It should have been dim underground, and he didn't know where the light came from, but it was very bright.

It was not until he reached the bottom of the stairs that Leon noticed that there was a bowl-shaped circular square in front of him. The area on the bowl wall was a circular stand, and at the bottom of the bowl was a flat square paved with a black unknown material.

At this moment, inside the square, two groups of people were fighting.

"Yes, I came at the perfect time. The fight has already started."

Looking at the two groups of people in the audience, Roche immediately pulled Lyon to find a seat in the middle of the stands.

As soon as the two sat down, a guy in a dark red robe ran over and asked, "Would you like to place a bet, my dear guests?"

"What about the proportion?" Roche asked directly, not surprised by this.

"The Secret Academy's Mage Corps has odds of 1 to 0.4, and the Blade's Head Combat Team has odds of 1 to 2." "500G, bet on the Blade's Head." Roche laughed out loud when he heard that, and directly took out five hundred-dollar bills and handed them to the guy who opened the market, and took five blue wooden sticks from him.

"Hey handsome guy, are you interested?"

After finishing Roche's business, this guy couldn't help but ask Leon again.

Leon shook his head: "Five-star good citizens, refuse gambling and drugs."

Upon hearing this, Roche and the guy who opened the market both looked at Lyon. Roche was speechless, while the guy who opened the market was trying to hold back his laughter.

However, Leon had already expressed his opinion, and the guy who opened the market did not try to persuade him and left directly. After he left, Roche directly complained to Leon: "Leon, this is the Elemental City!"

"So? I'm not from here." Leon retorted to Roche with a shrug.

"You are such a boring person." Roche shook his head and then turned his gaze to the field.

Lyon also focused his attention on the field and found that the explorer teams wearing leather armor were now dispersing, each with their own responsibilities, harassing the huddled team wearing wizard robes.

Two explorers holding daggers and as agile as loaches kept dodging the fireballs and compressed air bombs shot by the mage team, and at the same time threw one iron ball after another into the mage group.

Most of these balls were intercepted, but some of them managed to fall into the vicinity of the mage team. The iron balls exploded when they landed, emitting a large cloud of reddish-brown smoke, causing the mages in charge of the main attack on the periphery of the mage group to cover their mouths and noses.

But they seemed to have anticipated this situation. The two female mages guarding the outer center raised their jeweled scepters and called on the wind element to blow away all the smoke.

Taking advantage of this time difference, the two breakthrough fighters holding short swords quickly shortened the distance between themselves and the mage group under the cover of the long-range archers shooting arrows from behind.

"Lost."

Seeing the breakthrough team getting closer and closer to the position of the mage group, Roche sighed and announced.

"Is it because you didn't pay attention to the magic traps around those mages?"

Standing at the God's perspective, Lyon saw the battle situation clearly. While blowing away the smoke, Lyon saw that the wizards who had covered their mouths and noses before were not idle. One by one, they were drawing some magic words under their feet with their wands.

"Well, the two breakthrough players were too anxious, and the smoke also obscured their vision. They didn't notice the mages' subtle movements. If they had crashed into them directly, they would have definitely suffered losses."

Just as Roche finished speaking, the two breakthrough masters had already come so close to the mage group that they were only one meter away. Then, with smug smiles on their faces, the two breakthrough masters were directly frozen into two lifelike ice sculptures.

"Hiss, I'm afraid he'll freeze to death. There should always be a doctor in this arena."

Seeing two living people being frozen into ice sculptures in an instant, Leon couldn't help but shiver and asked.

"It's okay. Those mages know their limits. It's just a freezing effect that restricts them. They might catch a cold, but they shouldn't get frostbite." Roche explained.

"Those mages are a bit despicable. They actually put two ice sculptures in front of the team as shields to prevent the opposing archers from continuing to harass them with arrows." Lyon continued to pay attention to the situation in the field. Seeing that the two frozen breakthrough players were actually merged together by the mages with magic and stood in front of the team, he couldn't help but complain.

"Even if it's just a drill, it's still a serious battle. This choice might be a way to intimidate the enemy. This time, there's a smart commander among the academic mages. Those brats deserved their defeat."

(End of this chapter)