Death Game: Starting as a Trickster, Pretending to Be a God

Chapter 751: Second Match! Begin!

On the Free Alliance's spectator stands, Old Zhou, who had just returned, let out a long breath and collapsed into his chair."My whole body feels like it's falling apart. That fight... damn, that was satisfying."

"I almost lost, but thankfully I pulled through."

As he spoke, the Comedian gave him a thumbs up. "That's real spirit! You took down Order right out of the gate! Major face!"

Phantom chimed in with a smile. "Nicholas, the Central China Regional Inspector, is one of Order's top-tier players. You've made a name for yourself now, Prisoner."

But Xiaoyun held a different view. "You say that, but now that he's made a name, his bounty's definitely going to double again... And you used up your Path of Redemption and Freedom. Even if we ignore the bounty hunters who'll come sniffing around for blood, how are you going to handle the next dungeon?"

Old Zhou laughed heartily. "Then I'll just have to rely on you all—let a couple of you who are in good shape carry me through the next dungeon."

"I'll do it," the Mountaineer said, standing up and stretching. As the next match's contestant, she was already ready to compete. "My recent dungeons have all been pretty tame and peaceful."

"Wait until after you've fought before you say that," Xiaoyun said, looking at the Mountaineer. "What if you end up with your combat power all busted up too?"

The Mountaineer laughed. "I've got way more restraint than that hot-headed fool."

"Am I really a hot-headed fool?"

Old Zhou asked helplessly.

"Do you even know what restraint is?"

Even the Chef God expressed doubt.

The Mountaineer didn't reply. She just took out a pair of goggles and put them on.

"Anyway... I'm off!"

She walked toward the passage.

...

Over on Order's side, Nicholas, who had been directly teleported back to the spectator stands by the God of Fairness and Judgement, was slowly coming to.

Although his injuries on stage had been extremely severe, since there was no restriction on Recovery Items and a Third Tier Doctor was sitting on Order's stands, Nicholas had already recovered by seventy or eighty percent. In fact, he even looked full of energy.

"Ho ho ho, I'm truly grateful to you, Comrade Loquat Candy. I'm feeling much better now."

Loquat Candy smiled. "It's nothing, Comrade Nicholas—for this treatment, I used one Super Recovery Potion, one Phoenix Healing Kit, two Magic Mangoes, and also brewed a potion using various ingredients with Mermaid Tears as the main material. Total cost: 5,600 points. Remember to write your report and deduct it from your reimbursement quota."

The smile on Nicholas's face froze. "Ho... that much?"

"What did you think?" Loquat Candy's smile only grew warmer. "Team Leader High Mountain's lost Brass Bullhorn was only worth 450 points. I really admired your performance up there, but... Prisoner is a member of the Free Alliance, an undisciplined organization. What, are you also in the Free Alliance?"

"Comrade Li Hua and headquarters should have both given you, the Central China Regional Inspector, orders not to act on impulse, right? The person in charge of Central China is tied up, and all three provinces in Central China rely on you to hold things together. Even if Jiangcheng doesn't need you, what about Henan and Hunan?"

"Assigning you Third Tier players to those irrelevant items was specifically to leave you some leeway."

"Also, you and your deer trained really well—now the entire audience knows your Exclusive Item has three forms. And you still didn't win!"

Even Nicholas's face, mostly covered by his white beard, showed signs of embarrassment as beads of sweat rolled down his temples.

"Well, well... Comrade Loquat Candy, this fight wasn't just about reclaiming High Mountain's item... And I really only used my Exclusive Item and a few Source Point Bombs. I didn't use any more consumables."

"And then you made me use them."

Loquat Candy was still smiling.

Nicholas looked at Li Hua for help, and Li Hua cleared his throat.

"Ahem, Comrade Loquat Candy, you can't say that. Although Nicholas didn't win, he still showed style and demonstrated Order's strength. That's enough to intimidate those organizations that have been stirring lately."

"With the Player Mutual Aid Association going through changes, maintaining stability is quite necessary."

Snowy Owl, who was about to compete, also stepped in to smooth things over. "Exactly. The point isn't about the items or expenses... The point is about momentum."

Hearing the two of them trying to mediate, Loquat Candy finally relented. "True, Comrade Nicholas's intentions were good—but you still need to write the report and the reimbursement request."

Finally, the Grandmaster, who had been silent all along, spoke up. "Mm, write it as it should be written... Although it was a bit impulsive, in my opinion, having the chance to go all-out against an expert of the same level without worrying about life or death is actually quite valuable. It's very helpful for reaching the next level."

"Nicholas, consider those 5,600 points as tuition for a lesson. I hope to hear good news soon that you've touched the threshold of Fourth Tier."

Although the Grandmaster was younger than Loquat Candy, Nicholas, and Li Hua, her words carried a natural sense of authority due to her high position.

Then, she looked at Snowy Owl, who was about to leave.

"This time, you're going to win back your own blade... It's pretty tough going without a proper weapon, isn't it?"

"I bought one to get by for now."

Snowy Owl gave a slight nod and revealed a new Tang blade.

The Grandmaster only gave it a glance before shaking her head slightly.

"This is a standard-issue long blade. It's far inferior to your Mountain-forge weapon—your opponent is the Mountaineer. This blade will hold you back."

As she spoke, the Grandmaster reached into the air with her hand, and a black wooden blade appeared in her palm.

"Use this instead—you might not be comfortable with it, but it's still better than that standard one."

The Grandmaster tossed the blade to Snowy Owl while transferring ownership.

Snowy Owl caught the blade without being fussy. She simply gave a slight bow.

"Thanks."

With that wooden blade in hand, she walked into the passage.

As the figures of both Snowy Owl and the Mountaineer disappeared from the stands, the arena reset to its initial state.

Then, the voice of the host, Earl of Blazing Flames, rang out again.

"Alright, distinguished guests, after a brief intermission... we are about to welcome our second duel—"

"Snowy Owl versus the Mountaineer!"

Accompanied by the Earl's passionate voice, Snowy Owl and the Mountaineer each took their positions on opposite sides of the arena.

"Are both contestants ready?"

Snowy Owl and the Mountaineer both raised their hands to signal.

"Then—let the match begin!"

As the Earl of Blazing Flames's voice fell, the arena shook violently.

Rows of stone bricks rose up, forming narrow passages that twisted and turned, crisscrossing like the walls of a maze.

The theme of this match's opening was, naturally, "Falling!"