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Chapter 492 The Hateful Britannia Museum

492  The Hateful Britannia Museum

Just like that, many forces geared up to take the top position in the upcoming competitions.

No way!

This provocation was too great to bottle up.

Just who do these Vardos people think they are to look down on the test of the world just because they always took one of the top 3 spots in every competition?

There are hundreds and hundreds of countries in the world and every time they fall within either one spot among the top 3, which already shows how strong their nation's military is.

But so bloody what?

Is that enough reason to look down on the rest of the world while seated on their hilden throne?

Son of a b**ch!

This time, many nations swore to drag Vardos down their high horse, ensuring the bastards fall off the top 3 and even fall below the top 100 if possible.

Hmph!

Just wait and see how they prove themselves this year.

Just like that, everyone was gearing up for the competition, as if their lives were on the line.

They thought it was pure provocation, not knowing Vardos had no intention of truly being aggressive.

Have you forgotten?

The Grandmaster's entrance examination happens to fall within that same timeframe as the grand competitions.

Vardos had realized that they alone couldn't fight the war when the end of days came.

This was a global and national thing, one that must be fought worldwide to stop all gates and underworld creatures from appearing on every continent, country, city, town, and village.

No..

Even the seas might not be safe.

That's why they have to work together to put various plans in motion.

Maybe during the estimated battle time, no ships will be allowed to sail, and no planes allowed to hover across the oceans just yet.

It would be like there was some grand virus that needed the world to quarantine, with everyone staying put.

Of course, they won't tell the truth just yet, until a few hours before the attack commences.

This was to stop mass chaos and also keep the enemy out of the loop with them thinking humans were still oblivious to their grand plans.

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In the end, Vardos has thought hard over this, knowing humanity must unite as one if they are ever going to make it through the storm.

Thus, they ensured those coming for the competitions were 10 to even 20 times the numbers required.

Of course, Vardos cannot make such a decision alone.

Vardos has good allies with the other top nations, and had to place their foot down swearing their asking for more people was for a good cause.

Understand that for these competitions, each nation brings in 3~20 people to compete.

But this time, Varxos requested they should bring 20 times the number.

20 x 20

That's 400.

Why in heaven's name do they need 400 people from each nation to compete? It seemed ridiculous, but Vardos was even willing to give up some treasures and benefits just to make it happen.

They indeed paid a heavy price, but they swore it was for a food reason.

Vardos was sure that once everyone knew the true threat, they wouldn't even ask them to give up their national treasures anymore.

It was a gamble Vardos was sure they would win.

Mind you, they not only requested 400 competitors from each nation but also requested another 200 names of vital military personnel in those countries to be present for the competition too.

They narrowed down the list, targeting people of high-ranking status and positions, saying they must be there, no matter what!

But it's the way Vardos did it, that seemed as though they were provoking the masses.

It's almost as if they were staying, excluding those in the top 3 positions with them.... even if the entire world were to join up, they wouldn't be any match for their Vardos country.

Well, Vardos has thought hard and long about this matter, ensuring that at least when judgment day comes, each nation will have its very own exorcist defenders emerging from the skies to protect them as best as they can.

Thankfully, the grandmaster ensured that this wasn't the only recruitment period since another One would fall sometime next year, in January.

That is just in a couple of months.

So once word gets out, all nations will bring in more before then.

Just like that, many nations began preparing for the big competitions with the fury of a thousand blades burning in their hearts.

Noway! This time they were sure to beat those Vardos bastards to a pulp.

However, they weren't the only ones feeling this way.

At the same time, strange reports began circulating within an exclusive group, causing an uproar among many.

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"Damn it! How can they move so fast? My people just getting this news now and those bastards from the Britannia Museum have already been reported to have arrived in Cygypt already?"

"I know right? Those bastards always take the good things."

"So true. The other day, my daughter asked me what's something that feels Britannish but isn't. Of course my answer still remains the <The contents of the Britannia museum. If possible, those bastards would even like to carry the leaning tower of Bigizma in their bags and take it to their museum too."

"Pfft!~... I swear if you all nations tale back what those bastards stole their museum would be so empty, like walking into a newly built house."

"Those bastards are crooks and criminals hiding behind the badge as British museum workers."

"Criminals! They are all bloody criminals! Just look at how they are rushing to steal artifacts from poor Cygypt. I swear they would love to pocket the pyramids too if they could. This time, it seems they have a hunch on where Pharaoh Hotanzi the 7th is buried."

"What? That same Hotanzi whose love for his wife was so great he even chose to plummet his empire for her alone? It's said he is buried with the remains of his beloved wife and incredible heaps of treasures and artifacts Cypgyt too."

"Yes, yes! It was recorded that he was the wealthiest Pharaoh in all of Cygypt's history. It's said his wealth was so great it could flood the river Tyke. So imagine how much those bastards will uncover once they find the tomb?"

"Hmph! Not if I find it first!" Someone commented, already leaving the group chat and flying away.

Many also did the same with determination burning their eyes.

No way!

This is Hotanzu, the most mysterious ruler known in Cygypt's history.

His wealth, his strengths and everything about this guy was too important for them to pass up.

Damn, those guys from the Brittania Museum for always being one step ahead of them.

"Go! Go! Go!"

"Everyone, we leave for Cygypt now!"