Dungeon of Pride, Laplace

338 Chapter 338

Behind him were the other participants from his guild and from their surprised expressions, it seemed that they did not expect their teammate to suddenly step up and challenge someone.

Cyrus gave a deep glance at the man before nodding his head. He waved his hand and said:

"In that case, you may challenge anyone you wish to replace. However, I would like to point out that you cannot challenge the same opponent you had suffered a loss against. If you accept the condition, you may proceed forward".

The person seemed determined even after Cyrus's warning and fiercely glared at one of fifity participants standing on the stage.

"You, accept my challenge" he pointed at the participant and loudly declared.

WHOAAA… the spectators clamoured, they who thought that the show was over, got an unexpected surprise by this sudden issue of challenge.

This excitement was not because they would get to see another fight but because the one who had been challenged by that guy was none other the Graydon Brown, the participant from the kingdom of Ingolf.

Due to his unseemingly and brutish conduct, he was very infamous amongst the crowd and they couldn't help but cheer for the guy who had the guts to challenge him.

"Isn't that guy Levin Field, the big brother of the participant that was destroyed by Graydon?"

"Yeah you are right, he was unlucky enough to be matched against that prince from the Sanguine Empire. It seems that he wants revenge for his brother"

"Well he might be able to do it after all he is the star participant from his guild which is quite renowned in his region"

"Ohh... Beat that bastard back to his country"

"That guy has been getting on my nerves, put him in his place"

"Yeah beat him and you get to replace him on the rankings. Show him that this is not his kingdom where he can act as he wish"…

It was to be expected, the crowd loudly jeered for Graydon who had been acting impertinently up until now.

Graydon's face could be said to be the very definition of calm, even amidst the loud jeer and cusses, he maintained his composure and stood tall on the stage. He glanced at the audience stand where the people were seated and saw Oman stretch his hand and slowly make a fist.

The intention was clear, the way he motioned it seemed to mean crush the other party.

Cyrus after contemplating for a second, requested all the other participants to get down the stage. He then asked the concerned two participants to climb onto the stage.

"I hope that you all already know the rules. Killing someone is strictly prohibited or dealing a death blow. If you push the other party out of bounds, it is also counted as your victory. You can give either by saying it out loud or staying down on the ground for more than ten seconds. Now let the match begin".

Even after Cyrus commenced the match, the people on the stage did nothing but glare at each other for a while.

"I'll make you pay for what you did to my brother," Levin said hatefully.

After that match with Graydon, his little brother was in a serious state where multiple of his bones were broken, organs ruptured and severe internal bleeding. Even after taking multiple healing elixirs and spells, he was yet to wake up.

Seeing his brother being beaten to the brink of death, how could he as the elder brother take it. Levin saw this as his duty to beat this opponent down and take revenge for his brother.

In contrast to Levin who seemed to be raring to go, Graydon looked extremely bored, his eyes seemed to be indifferent of the opponent in front of him.

His opponent's unconcerned attitude appeared to have rubbed Levin the wrong way, he brought out a sharp blade from his space ring and rushed towards Graydon while roaring loudly.

"I'll Destroy you".

From the viewpoint of the crowd, Levin's rage was justified since his opponent had badly beaten his brother to the point where it wouldn't be surprising if he couldn't continue with the career of an adventurer anymore.

"With just you? you are not qualified" Graydon said cleaning his ear with his pinky finger.

In front of many shocked gazes, he stretched out his hand and empty handedly greeted Levin's sharp blade. His arms smashed onto the back of the blade and with an intense clanging noise of that of a metal colliding with metal, the blade was shattered in half by him.

Levin's sharp blade that he had been imbued with abundant energy, and which was made of whitesilver was easily broken in half by his opponent with just his bare fist.

Before Levin even had a chance to scream from shock, Graydon's right foot had already flown up and kicked him squarely on the chest.

BANG…

With a loud muffled noise, Levin's armour was broken as easily as if it was made of rotten wood. The momentum from the attack pushed him back several meters and he couldn't help but vomit out a mouthful of blood.

That kick earlier had such brutish energy that even after destroying his armour the wild energy within was wreaking havoc inside his body. Stumbling on his steps, Levin stabilised his body; however, when he shifted his eyes in the direction where his opponent should be, he noticed that the guy was no longer there.

BANG…

Another muffled sound echoed out followed by the dull sound of a body skidding and rolling across the stage. 'What had happened?' before Levin even had the chance to think why he was sprawled across the floor, he saw a foot come crashing down on his right hand.

CRACK… AHHHHH… the sounds of bones being broken was very apparent and the crowd could feel the pain in his scream. They were reeling in shock when another pain-filled scream echoed out.

CRACK… this time, Levin's left hand was broken.

BANG… BANG… BANG… he did not even have the time to scream as a foot came repeatedly stomping down on him. His right leg, left leg, head, back all these areas were targeted. The man was plastered onto the ground by Graydon.

The audience was horrified by the scene that was playing in front of them. This was no longer a match but a brutish display of strength and torture.

"STOP" the guild leader of the guild Levin belonged to, got up from his seat and thundered loudly. From his furious expression, it could be seen that he was completely enraged and if nobody stopped him, he would jump down to the stage.

Graydon's foot that was just about to smash on top of Levin sprawled on the floor, stopped mid-way. He turned his gaze and looked at the furious expression of the man, a sadistic light flashed in his eyes.

The foot that had stopped midway, came smashing down on Levin one again.

CRACK… sounds of bones being shattered echoed out.

"YOU DARE…" the guild master bellowed, he was just about to jump down to the stage when somebody from his guild stopped him. Jumping down to the stage when a match was going on was strictly forbidden and was looked on with contempt by everybody.

Besides if he did so, then according to the rules set in this coliseum, the moderators would be bound to step in and the guild that had committed that felony, would be banned for future tournaments.

The other guy knew that and thus stooped his guild master from doing something reckless. Graydon smiled derisively, he was just about to continue with his parade when Cyrus' cold declaration sounded out.

"Levin Field is down for more than ten seconds of time, winner Graydon Brown from the Kingdom of Ingolf. Please step down from the stage".

His declaration announced the winner of this match and at the same time, spared Levin from being tortured anymore.

"Hmph" Graydon snorted, his fun was ruined by the referee. Without taking another glance at Levin, he expressionlessly walked down the stage.

"What a savage fellow. He already knew the disparity between their strength and could knock his opponent in one hit. However, he had to torture the latter and ruin the mood for everyone. Sigh… let's go, there will be no changes in the participants. Staying anymore will only sour your mood further".

Karina Lowell, the guild master of the magician guild said.  The members from her guild nodded their head before proceeding to exit with her.

Only after a while when the results was declared, did the crowd woke up from their daze. The battle earlier was too horrible for them as such they couldn't help but pity Levin who had been put into that state.

Levin was two years older than his brother and was also far stronger than him. Nevertheless, the result of this match was just the same, a complete oppression from Graydon.

Although it angered them to admit it, but the participant from the Kingdom of Ingolf was strong enough to be placed in the current standings. Probably, only the participants from the top five guilds could defeat him.

They were upset however, more than them the ones who were more aggrieved were the people from the Phantom Light guild whose two brilliant participants had been put into such a miserable state.

They immediately ran towards the stage to check on Levin the moment the result was declared. They all made an ugly face checking the condition he was in.

Healing teams that were already stationed nearby hurriedly provided first aid before taking him inside in a stretcher.

"Young man don't think that you can get way after doing all of this just because you are with the entourage of a foreign prince," the guild master of the phantom light guild said turning towards Graydon.

The latter ignored him and nonchalantly walked past without any care in the world.