Vanguard of the Eternal Night (BL)(Complete)

Chapter 54

Chapter 54 - Individual Competition - Ranger 3

The second match was about to start. It could be said that this match was the one that would establish the championship position within this individual competition. If Odin won, then what was left was for Flower Blower and Tower to determine who could grab the runner-up spot.

Everyone except for the two players involved were nervous.

Even the male commentator was more anxious than the two contestants. He weakly opened the mic and said, "The two contestants are really a bit too calm. They're even chatting... Hey, what are they talking about?"

The microphone wasn't on at the moment, so the audience couldn't hear what they were discussing.

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In fact, Flower Blower was saying to Tyron, "Oh, it's been three whole matches! I took out all my cards and still can't beat you. This match is going to be boring--how about we stir something up?"

Tyron: "You're very bored."

The meaning behind his words was actually a politer form of 'are you retarded', but Flower Blower obviously understood it differently and said, "Yeah, I have nothing else to do. After all, you have to wait twenty seconds before you kill someone. What should we do in the first twenty seconds? Perform for the audience?"

Tyron: "I'm not as idle as you."

Flower Blower refused to let it rest. He encouraged, "In a moment, I'll use my short sword and only use melee attacks to fight against you. Do you dare to use nothing but ranged attacks?"

Tyron: "......"

An assassin that only used darts, and a ranger that only used short swords; how did he come up with this god level bad idea? What was so good about watching the fantastical scene of an assassin kiting a ranger?

He could already imagine the audience's confused expressions, including Victor's.

Tyron replied coldly, "No."

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Flower Blower pouted, then suddenly beckoned for the host to come over.

The little goblin host flew over. She had originally thought that there might be some friction or other important issues between the two contestants, but as a result, when she flew over to listen--

Flower Blower: "May I surrender?"

The little goblin's expression was dazed.

Flower Blower: "I can't beat this person. It's been three matches, big sister! I'll have a psychological shadow if I fight another game."

It took the little goblin a long time to recover her wits and say, "D, d, dear contestant, it's a little too late for you to forfeit the game. The procedures have already begun!"

The two of them looked back and saw that the competition match had already been selected at random: Heaven's Aurora. Tyron had once competed on this map during the team competition. It was a flat map; both mysterious and beautiful.

Flower Blower pointed to the map and spoke again, "Look, this fellow has already killed and slaughtered his way through this map too."

The little goblin really wanted to ask: As long as it was a map that Lord Four had competed on, which map hadn't he slaughtered his way through?

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In any case, Flower Blower was still silently transmitted into the arena map.

As the countdown began, the two men stared at each other across the shining lights.