The fifth time, the sixth time, the seventh time...
Throughout the arena, Walker was repeatedly being knocked down, then getting back up, then being knocked down again...
"Uh... well, the two players' playing styles seem quite novel..."
George didn't know how to explain this situation.
After all, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Volker was being beaten unilaterally, and the outcome of the match was already decided.
But the problem was that Hulim just wouldn't deal with him, and Walker was like a madman, refusing to admit defeat.
The situation suddenly came to a stalemate.
"Hmm... maybe there's some grudge between the two players? This kind of thing is quite common. Surrendering to one's enemy is something they would rather die than accept..."
Rad tried to give the audience a more reasonable explanation.
"Well, that's right..." Lor added, "However, with this level of attack intensity, Walker probably won't be able to hold out for much longer."
However, Lor was soon slapped in the face.
Because five minutes passed,
Walker continued to be beaten.
Ten minutes passed,
Walker continued to be beaten.
Fifteen minutes passed!
He's still getting beaten!
This repetitive battle suddenly reminded many viewers of being dominated by a dog-beast man who was extremely slow in battle...
Finally, just as the audience's dissatisfaction was about to overflow the arena, the sounds of the one-sided battle stopped.
Because Walker, who was in the middle of the field, never got up again this time...
"It's over?"
George was a little slow to react.
He was afraid that Walker would suddenly get up again, so he immediately rang the bell to end the game as quickly as possible.
when--!
The sound of bells echoed throughout the Colosseum.
Hearing the bell, the audience felt liberated.
Of course, for Volcker as well...
Soon, paramedics rushed onto the field and carried the almost burned Walker onto a stretcher.
The two accompanying priests continuously cast healing magic.
"this... ..."
"What's going on?"
The two priests suddenly showed surprised expressions and stopped casting healing magic.
"What's wrong?"
"Why did you stop? Hurry up and save people."
The other emergency personnel urged.
“… …”
The two priests exchanged glances and could only continue to cast healing magic.
But no matter how hard they used healing magic, Walker's recovery was so slow that it was less than one-tenth of the normal rate.
No one knew, including these two priests.
In addition to the obvious injuries that Volker suffered at this time, there was also a dark force in his body.
That power, while preventing the healing magic from taking effect, was also constantly eroding Walker's body from the inside...
... ...
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