Chapter Ch144 - Abstinent Male G.o.ds

translator: xiin

editor: kara

Victors nervousness continued until the next day before the game.

He hadnt slept well all last night, and when he had woken up in the morning, he had found that his old antique had woken up even earlier than he had and was currently reading in the study.

Victor always remembered that Tyron had said that he didnt like mathematical calculations, which was why he hadnt become a mage. Hed basically adopted a basic strategy of reciting magic.

At this time, he saw that Tyron was looking at the formulas and was momentarily startled, Is there a problem?

Tyron shook the papers and said, Only one.

Victor: ???

Tyron: Cant I take you with me into the game?

Victor:

The old antique continued sincerely, Its too complicated to calculate these things. If the opponent chants a single segment, Ill have to calculate the magic effect at the same time Theres no need to fight for more than a minute, and Ill die automatically.

Victor was full of heartache, But, but I cant help either? How about you take a break in the middle and dont do the calculations for every spell?

I still want to carry you in my pocket The old antique murmured in a low voice, then shook the papers again, and sighed.

Alas, when he had been flaunting the edge of death on the battlefield back then, it had always been when he had faced against a powerful mage. There was no limit to the power of real mages in a Western fantasy world, even if such real mages were extremely rare.

At that time, if he could have carried Victor in his arms, he could have just poked Victor and had him do the calculations while he had fought. Hed have saved a countless amount of time and effort

Before dealing with a mage, it was good to have a general spell formula. At least, it gave him a certain chance of knowing the effect of the spell.

When there was no formula, he could only speculate and guess based on experience and knowledge.

If he could hear that there was a fire element in the chant or see a trans.m.u.tation gesturethen it was already considered quite a good understanding of the spell. After that, he could only guess whether it was a flamethrower, a fire cloud, or a fireball

Half of it was based on experience, and the other half was based on luck.

In the real world of magic, all mages were self-made. n.o.body would disclose their magic and spell compositions, and even a spell book that taught the most basic elemental knowledge was priceless. This was because, for mages, once the knowledge was made public, it would be targeted, and its value would reduce greatly.

Without a stable social structure, it was impossible to establish a magic research system. Without such a system, magic would always be a rare thing of knowledge and would only become increasingly scarce as time went by.

By the time one reached Odins position in his previous life, his thousands of years of acc.u.mulated experience in dealing with mages was enough for him to write an entire encyclopedia about going up against magesk2013;k2013;this knowledge was even more valuable. If hed pa.s.sed it on, he could have definitely trained up another famous a.s.sa.s.sin who would have shaken the continent in a few years.

After having arrived in this interstellar society, one of Tyrons favorite things to do from beginning to end was to learn general knowledge.

Everything here was contrary to what hed known. Precious knowledge was taught publicly, and some people even wrote science books dedicated to difficult content. Not only were spells commonly seen, but they also were popular enough to be organized into formulas, and everyone openly discussed their own knowledge and was proud to share their experiencesand everyone was used to this as the norm.

Tyron was flipping through a spell book that Crimson himself had written.

This was a version from a year ago. Crimson would occasionally share his own experience, and it wasnt unreasonable for other mages to regard him as the G.o.d of Mages.

A mages spell books would clearly show their tendencies.

Crimson was a player who had extremely accurate calculation abilities. As long as there was data shown in his spells, it would be accurate to at least two decimal places, and it would also have its own error coefficient. There was a rumor that Crimson had the same style in the arena. When he improvised new spells, he would also calculate up to the decimal points in his mind

This kind of computing power was absolutely a gift. Even across the entire Alliance, the number of people who could do this didnt even exceed double digits.

It was because of this terrible mental calculation ability that Crimson could go so crazy with spell reconstructionhe had set a world record for spell reconstruction.

If conditions permitted, at his peak, Crimson could reconstruct a spell four times! Four times!

For example:

You knew that he was about to cast a flash ignition spell. Crimson knew that you also knew this, so he suddenly chants another segment, and the spell changes into a Hand of Fire. You have some knowledge of magic and recognize the Hand of Fire, but he knows that you knew this too, so he suddenly chants another bar, and the magic becomes a Fire Snake. Just while you are preparing to hide, he immediately reconstructs it again, making it a flying Fire Snake that could track its target; you finally break down and open up your skills, preparing to fight hard. Then, Crimson finds that he has the chance to kill you and uses another 0.5 seconds to reconstruct the spell into an enhanced version of an automatic tracking, flying Fire Dragon

Ah, my friend, just lie down, and wait to be **ed.

In addition to this point, another of Crimsons features was that his moves were all closely linked together, and his pacing and control were watertight.

He basically didnt play with things like probability. He wasnt a gambler. As long as he made a move, it meant that he had at least 80% confidence that things would go according to plan

Because, he would have blocked all the other options in advance.

As a master who understood a bit of all types of magic and was also a master of the energy system, there was almost nothing he couldnt do.

From the master a.s.sa.s.sins perspective, all of his experience in dealing with this kind of mage could be summarized with two points: The first was to attack the enemy while they were unprepared and kill them right away.

Unfortunately, there was no way to really launch a sneak attack at all in the e-sports arena. Everyone was already on alert when they stepped into the arena, and this was why the a.s.sa.s.sin profession that relied on stealth wasnt strong here.

The second point was to wait for the opportunity to fight back and strike like lightning.

Find an opening, and take the opponents life in an instant at any cost. Never give them a chance to breathe and recover.

It didnt take Tyron much time to come up with tactics. He didnt even forget to run two extra laps at noon.

Perhaps because Victor had been so nervous yesterday, hed spent the entire afternoon stewing soup that was very delicious. Tyron had silently eaten a lot of herbal replenishments, which was probably why he had a feeling of boundless energy when he had started running.

Having a family felt great!

The old antique, who had a family, was in high spirits as he took Victor with him back to the contestant seating.

The match between him and Crimson was arranged for the afternoon. Their match was the only one arranged for the afternoon, and everyone elses matches had been arranged for the morning.

Watching other peoples games was a way for the old antique to adjust his physical and mental state. Sometimes, when he saw the young players (they were young to him) fighting in the arena, it made him feel like hed gone back to the past and could see young whelps working hard at the training ground.

By about ten oclock in the morning, Crimson had also arrived in the stands.

The two players, who would compete against each other in the afternoon, werent far from each other. The two parties themselves hadnt realized yet, but the director and audience who could see them were already acting as though theyd seen a meeting between great enemies. Even one of the side screens switched to quickly show a shot of the two of them.

After glancing at the camera, Crimson realized that Odin was also present. He looked back to say h.e.l.lo, which could be considered as getting to know each other before their game.

There were several seats between them, so there was no way to talk. Tyron didnt take it seriously either and simply nodded to express that hed seen him.

For them, it was nothing but a two-second episode.

However, as a result, the media and audience comments all exploded!

The fight for the t.i.tle starts early? The G.o.d of mages, Crimson, and the great demon king, Odin, have appeared at the National Champions.h.i.+ps! Whether its just pa.s.sing by to watch the game or deliberately exerting psychological pressure on their opponent, can the experts a.n.a.lyze it for us?

In my lifetime, I actually saw the two abstinent male G.o.ds of the e-sports circle greeting each other

The dark undercurrents are surging. There must be something behind it! Was Crimsons movement just now like a casting gesture? Odins nod must have some profound meaning!

Heavens knew, in fact, they had just been saying h.e.l.lo to each other.

Victor noticed the audiences over-interpretation of their interactions and pulled on Odins sleeve.

Tyron: Theyre messing around, just let them be.

Victor whispered, Thats not it, I just want to know why are they calling you an abstinent G.o.d? When did that happen?

Tyron looked closely, but the comment had already drifted a hundred and eight thousand miles away and couldnt be seen at all.

Whether or not Im abstinent, you know best. The old antique leaned over slightly and spoke smoothly, They even call me an iceberg, but am I icy? Werent you all burned up two days ago?

Victor felt that he must have become too dirty. He could actually understand the implication behind the words.

Tyron blew out a breath beneath Victors ear and was satisfied when he saw a series of little gooseb.u.mps. Lets rent a hot spring after the compet.i.tion.

Victor couldnt help asking, How many days?

30 days.

Victor blushed, mumbled, and then whispered, Alright, Ill go and find a s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p with hot springs

Tyron spoke meaningfully, A pair of hot and cold springs with anti-skid flooring.

Victor was so heated that he exploded with a bang, smoke curling from above his head as he said, Dont, dont play like that Who was it!? Who had helped his old antique open up the door to the new century? Even he didnt know how to play like this! Give him back his icy, jade-like old antique!

A few seconds later, the public screen stopped discussing Crimson and Odin and began to wonder, Why is Representative-kun so red?

What did the great demon king turn to say to him? I really want to know!

Is Lord Four preparing to propose in the provincial compet.i.tion, then announce his wedding ceremony during the National Champions.h.i.+ps?

There were also the daily actions that the fans wouldnt miss out on, The War G.o.ds beauty makes me feel suffocated, lick lick lick!!

Shortly afterwards, the final game of the morning had finishedVantico was tentatively in fourth place, and in the next round, he would be up against Jiuzhou. Whether or not he could make any further progress in this National Champions.h.i.+ps would depend on whether or not he could win against Jiuzhou.

Unexpectedly, Vantico headed straight over to Odin after his game.

At this time, there was no more compet.i.tion to watch, so the camera focused decisively on the two high-profile a.s.sa.s.sins.

Vantico deliberately avoided the camera, went over, and held up a virtual key in front of Tyrons eyes, saying dejectedly, Someone wants to meet you.