Chapter 682 Brian: Nowadays young people have no martial ethics and tend to resort to sneak attacks!
Mark Beth found where Brian was hiding.
"That place... is it the highest point in this virtual city? It's hard to imagine this guy going to such a place... I thought he would just destroy it."
In his memory, his 'father' suffered from schizophrenia, in which the inner personality was absent and he was a madman who only knew how to destroy. Relatively speaking, the outer personality, Brian, was smarter. He was a far-sighted conspirator and ambitious . He must have his considerations for standing so openly in such a conspicuous place.
'The Leader' Brian has magical knowledge and wisdom far beyond that of ordinary people. He is proficient in hundreds of magics, including extremely rare ancient documents, which greatly enhances his calculation ability.
Ancient documents are similar to the magic of using network computers and super-brain computers. Depending on the magic power of the user, this magic will exert different levels of transmission speed, storage capacity, and calculation mode...
And Brian's ancient document is undoubtedly more powerful than the 'Blue Pegasus'!
Through this magic, Brian can collect and calculate all the information in the stadium, and then simulate the best way of fighting, which is equivalent to carrying a "fairy strategist" with him.
Inside a certain building, by the window, Markbeth leaned the magic sniper rifle in his hand on the windowsill, his eyes facing the scope, staring at the white-haired figure in the distance.
"I'm sorry. Although you didn't apologize to me directly, for our future, it's better for you to disappear!"
With a sneer, Markbeth pulled the trigger.
Bang——!
The purple paint bullet flew out, dragging a faint purple tail in the air.
"Mark Beth struck first!"
Eric and the others looked solemn. They knew that Markbeth's move was tantamount to declaring war on Brian. "This guy is really decisive..."
"In Kira's words, it's 'a loving father and a filial son', right?"
Lisa laughed frivolously, but she noticed that everyone around her was looking at her strangely, so she quickly stopped smiling and coughed awkwardly. "By the way, there are so many people who can shoot, why do you have to look for the 'leader'?"
"...Maybe you want to say goodbye to the past formally?"
Brian reacted quickly, or rather, all wizards who have practiced magic to a certain level have enough experience in sensing crises and are able to deal with sudden crises.
He lowered his head quickly in an incredible way, and a purple bullet grazed his head.
“It’s really dangerous!”
“Through it!!”
After determining the direction, Brian made a prompt decision, raised his hand and shot a turquoise penetrating magic.
Bang, bang, bang…
The powerful energy easily broke through the architectural barrier between the two people, leaving a huge hole in each wall, but when it hit the last wall, the direction of the magic suddenly changed and fell straight to the ground.
"Tsk! You're quite skilled at it..."
Brian complained, changed direction and continued waiting for his prey to come.
This scene stunned the audience. Although they had seen the confrontation between Markbeth and Brian before the competition began, they did not expect that these two people would use such destructive magic as soon as they met... no, they had not even met.
Is the hatred so great?
"Hey, hey... this competition should be about 'hunting' with guns, not hunting with magic, right?"
"Who cares? We just have to enjoy the show!"
As soon as Brian arrived at the new position, he felt a breeze blowing from a distance. He was fighting at a high position with almost no shelter around him, so naturally there was nothing to block the wind.
If this was just an ordinary wind, it would be fine, but this wind was obviously not ordinary, it had something else mixed in it.
"Hmm? This wind is wrong!"
The moment his skin felt the wind, Brian immediately became alert and noticed that there was something wrong with the wind.
If there was someone who could observe the microscopic world at this time, he would be able to see countless germs crawling on Brian's body, and the number of germs was increasing, one batch after another, crawling into his body through his eyes, nose, ears and other places.
"What's going on? Your stomach hurts? Your head feels dizzy..."
The unexpected attack immediately caught Brian, a man in his 50s, in the act. "Damn it! They are all a bunch of bastards!"
His stomach was hurting more and more. Brian had no choice but to put down the magic sniper rifle, squatted down, holding his stomach, and used magic to calm his body's restlessness.
"What the hell is going on?! Is this some contestant's trick?"
The pain was so severe that Brian even suspected that he had a malignant tumor or perhaps a stone in his body.
"This is really strange! Mr. Brian seems to be in a weird state. Has he been attacked by someone? But I don't see anyone moving around..."
The announcer's voice made the audience wonder: "What's wrong with that guy? Why did he suddenly squat down with his hands on his stomach?"
"Kidney deficiency? No...or is it that the appendicitis has finally set in?"
On the huge virtual screen in mid-air, Brian was gritting his teeth, sweating, his fists clenched, his legs shaking, and he didn't know where he was exerting force.
The audience chatted with each other intermittently, full of curiosity about Brian's unusual behavior.
Suddenly, a cry of surprise rang out: "Oh my God! He is not going to do it in public... Oh, forget it, forget it, I can't say it!"
The people around understood immediately: "Ah! Could it be... No way?!"
"He didn't even blush when doing such a private matter, and he even let people see it. It's disgusting! I even turned off the lights..."
Just when Brian had finally defeated the germs in his body with his strong willpower and was struggling to climb up with the help of the wall, a new attack came.
whoosh——!
Along with the sound of an explosion, an agile figure rose into the air from the ground, turned two and a half times in the air, and then kicked out gracefully, hitting the building where Brian was.
BANG!!
The slender calves contained unexpectedly amazing strength. Pakas' kick seemed easy and comfortable, but in fact it was as if he had lifted a heavy weight with ease. The whole building cracked and broke into two parts along the place where he kicked. The upper layer was affected by the force and moved forward a long distance.
"Too...too amazing!! Mr. Pacas' kick actually broke the entire building. What an amazing power!"
Chapati sat in her own judges' seat, pressed her hands on the table, and exclaimed excitedly into the microphone, her excitement visibly evident.
In fact, Chapati was already accustomed to such things as kicking down a building with one foot, especially after yesterday's naval battle, today's competition seemed to be unremarkable.
However, as an excellent commentator, he needs to mobilize the emotions of the audience in the venue and stimulate the atmosphere of the entire venue, so he always behaves like a small character who has never seen the world.
To be honest, he had seen more large-scale magic than more than 90% of the people in the entire venue!
The remaining ten percent were wizards from the guilds that were participating in the competition.
Chapati's immersive commentary was very effective. In Kira's eyes, it was no worse than some video commentaries on a certain website in his previous life. The audience in the entire venue, and even the wizards from the competing guilds who should have treated the matter calmly, were all drawn into his emotions.
"That guy actually has this level of power? I really underestimated him... You can't judge a book by its cover!"
"As expected of Pacas!! WILD～FOUR!!"
"Could it be true what Erza said about being on par with this person?!"
"He doesn't seem to be drinking yet?"
"Wait... this game is a shooting hunt, is drinking okay?"
On the top of the building, Brian, who had just climbed up, felt a shock under his feet and fell to the ground again. At the same time, his stomach, which had just stabilized, began to ache again!
Brian's eyes turned red instantly and a low roar came from his throat.
"Why do young people nowadays have no moral principles?!"
