Liam did not even get the chance to sit when he was already called for the next round. Heck, his skill cooldowns were not even refreshed yet, and the next match was starting?
The third guy from the Golden Knights guild walked onto the stage looking just as confused as Liam. Nevertheless, he didn't dare to think that he got lucky.
From what he had seen, this person was going to slaughter him no matter when they were matched up. He reluctantly stood there as the two of them were teleported.
The battleground this time was once again barren lands, and the match was over before it even began.
Liam was impatient this time, so he didn't give a chance for the other person to attack this time and simply finished the match with a [Dark Cutter], followed by a few fireballs.
The drake could only dumbly stare at its owner, who was lying on the ground like a corpse or rather as a corpse.
Liam was then once again teleported back. The whole thing looked like a joke.
At this point, all the opponents were simply walking onto the stage and paying one of their prized items as a tribute to the monstrous top ranker in the game!
The drakes might as well be overgrown lizards. They were utterly useless. The winner of this tournament was already set in stone.
And this time, after the match, Liam no longer bothered to step down. He simply stood there waiting for the next announcement, which arrived soon enough, followed by the loud bell.
GONG!
<Ding. Player 4 and Player 10 are requested to come to the arena stage>
The next Golden Knights guild member walked over with his drake, and the first thing he did was…
"I concede."
Clearly, the opponent was too strong, and there was no shame in admitting loss to this person. However, even after he said that, nothing happened, and the two players were teleported to a forest.
"Sorry, bud, the only way you are getting out of this is death. I didn't make the rules." Liam once again made the first move and finished the match in the blink of an eye.
With this, four players were down already. Half the tournament was over within half an hour. Was this the final round or not? Now, this whole tournament looked like a sham?
Everyone who placed a bet on one of the drake riders was crying tears of blood. In hindsight, perhaps they should have placed their bet on the top ranker.
Who was that idiot who spread the news online that Crimson Abyss guild was a joke and run by two useless flower goddesses? The top ranker was a leveling maniac without any skills?
What happened was the exact opposite of that! Everyone gaped as they stared at the square display dumbfoundedly.
After this, no one needed any further proof about Crimson Abyss. If anyone still dared to bad-mouth the guild, then that person was brain dead.
Some even began guessing how many gold coins the guild had used to place a bet on this tournament. They were perhaps going to reap the maximum rewards. Not to mention the actual rewards.
Crimson Abyss was undoubtedly going to be the overlord of the Gresh Kingdom.
Watching all these theatrics outside the PVP tower and how everyone was talking about Crimson Abyss and Liam, the old man high up in the tower grunted.
He was now inside a room, and in front of him, there was a small square floating. This one was similar to the big ones outside the PVP tower, except it was not displaying Liam.
Instead, it was displaying the three other players who had not yet been called onto the stage. His eyes lingered on the players, especially on the weapon each one of them was currently carrying.
"These fools better not disappoint me. If they cannot take down that roach even after I gave them my precious treasures, then I will personally slaughter them and erase them from this world. Hmph."
He did not even have to worry about the rules of this world because he had already taken care of it. He had issued three quests with rewards and penalties.
Everything was clearly laid out. There was no chance that they were going to lose. Nevertheless, he sent a reminder.
Even after this, if they lose… he would take care of everything himself. The old man's expression turned grave as he stared at the display with bloodthirsty eyes.
Meanwhile, Liam continued to stand on the stage, waiting for the next match to be called.
GONG! The bell rang, and the next announcement came. When everyone was prepared to see the amazing top-ranker fight once again, unexpectedly, it was not for Liam.
<Ding. Player 5 and Player 8 are requested to come to the arena stage>
"Hmmm?" Liam watched the next person walking over. Was his turn finally over? Or perhaps…
He looked at the next player, and it was the same guy who had willingly joined their group and backstabbed them, Stephen, the thief player.
And he was competing against Mia?
"Be careful," Liam warned her as he walked by. Mia paused and nodded to him. There was no trace of nervousness on her face.
Liam sat down next to Derek, and the two players on the stage were teleported.
This time they were not teleported to any of the previous battlegrounds. Instead, they appeared on a strange battleground that was shrouded in darkness.
Liam's frown immediately deepened.
This was highly disadvantageous to Mia and very advantageous to the other player as the thief had many skills that were more powerful in the darkness.
And the battleground right now was so dark that some of the spectating players did not even notice that the match had started.
This was bad. If it were him, he would gain some invisibility first because absolutely nothing could be seen.
And it looked like Mia as well had the same idea. She acted quickly. As soon as she realized what she was up against, she cast a divine heal on herself, which also provided some visibility.
She was currently standing in what looked like an underground tunnel with no end in sight. The cave walls were also closing in on her. This was enough to make anyone claustrophobic.
But Mia stood calmly. She used the staff in her hand to make sure that no one was sneaking up on her and recast divine heal as she backed up to the cave wall.
However, just as she took another step, between the small interval when she recast divine heal, a leg swept her off.
She lost her balance and quickly regained it, but that was enough for the opponent to gain the upper hand.
A continuous series of slashes and stabs landed on her as she found herself unable to move. She repeatedly cast healing spells one after the other, but it was useless.
The daggers seemed to be laced with a very strong poison. She couldn't heal herself as fast, and the damage numbers kept piling up.
However, this was Mia, and her gaze remained calm as she was not done yet.
