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Nightmares, as people call their race, are a race born to bring fear to their opponents.

The Nightmare Chaser is a madman who is both warlike and radical, but also behaves abnormally and without purpose.

He keeps saying there is a way forward and wants to restore the Khan's former glory, but he can't find the direction to move forward at all.

But he is stubborn and single-minded. As soon as he sees the Knight of Glory, he acts like that and always feels that he can find his destiny in the battle with the opponent.

Anyway, it's quite down there.

But he couldn't go any further now, so he had to just go down and join the Blood Knight in the defeater group competition.

Looking at the Nightmare Chaser Knight who was slowly approaching him with his weapon in hand, Beichen thought for a moment.

How many minutes is reasonable to end the game?

But the time when Big Mouth Mob announced the start of the game seemed not so appropriate. The game officially began before Beichen took out his weapon.

In just a moment, Zhuyan's attack had reached less than half a meter away from Beichen. It was so close that Beichen could even feel the disgusting malice and fear gathered on the blade, which almost had a physical form.

Although there was no blood, the blade seemed to be stained with the curse of the dead.

Of course, these were all felt by the opponents of the other Nightmare Chaser Knights, but Beichen could only see a strangely shaped long-handled knife slashing towards him, and he dodged it easily.

But this weapon, which was not originally known for its flexibility and speed, was now being wielded with great force in the hands of the Nightmare Chaser Knight.

His swift attacks were just like those of the Rusty Bronze Knight at that time, each blow was faster and stronger than the last.

But his attacks were different from those of the Rusted Bronze Knight. Every strike had a traceable pattern, and every strike was full of skill and understanding.

In terms of fighting skills alone, this guy can indeed compete with Margaret.

"It's incredible! Even the independent knight Beichen, who was favored by most of the audience before the game, was suppressed to this extent!"

"This warrior who carries the ancient past, what kind of superb skills did he display? His movements were so fast that I couldn't see clearly!"

"It was more exaggerated than any action movie, with lightning-fast movements and powerful chops. After only ten minutes of the match, the field was in ruins!"

Another floor destroyer, faster than that Rusty Bronze guy.

"But even under such a fierce attack, his opponent still dodged every attack as easily as strolling in the garden. No, he didn't even draw his sword! He blocked every attack with just the hilt of the sword!"

But guess why Beichen didn't attack.

He was just a little puzzled as to why the strength of the Nightmare Knight, who was able to fight back and forth with the Yao Knight in the plot, did not meet his expectations. Beichen clearly wanted to use him to test the ability of this set of equipment.

But from the looks of it, using that thing might kill him.

"Hmm.........it seems that your Originium skills are indeed very powerful."

Beichen suddenly said this, and naturally, the Nightmare Chaser Knight regarded it as a provocation.

He was holding a grudge, after all, the opponent in front of him didn't take him seriously at all and didn't even take out his weapon.

This is an insult!

"Look at the moves of Nightmare Chaser! He is undoubtedly a champion-level player!"

"Tsk, what's the point of having good-looking moves? I still think Beichen is the one who can block that kind of attack without even using a weapon. Just wait, when he strikes, I will definitely win with one strike!"

"...........I bet 400 gold coins on Nightmare Chaser Knight, please end the game quickly............"

The noise from the audience did not affect the two people who were watching the game at all.

Russell and Lime were also watching the game live.

"This is the first time I've watched a major championship from such a close distance. It's really disgusting."

A disgruntled voice came from behind Rhyme’s helmet.

“So what’s up with you, Rhyme?”

Russell asked, but her eyes were still fixed on Beichen, never moving away.

Lime didn't say anything. He just turned his head to look at the almost crazy audience around him, then raised his head to look at the spotlight above his head.

"I see. I know your answer. Putting aside other factors, in your opinion, what is the strength of these two knights on the field?"

Russell continued to ask.

"I am a little confused about this. That Nightmare is not a warrior on the battlefield, but a certain obsession almost made him a real warrior. His strength is also enough to be called a warrior."

"As for the guy across from him... well, his name is Beichen, right?"

Rhyme thought for a moment, then spoke.

"I am almost certain that he can win this match. From his parrying movements and seemingly random evasion methods, I can't see even a trace of tension or hesitation."

"To be so arrogant and conceited...it's hard to judge."

Lime's eyes also turned to the sword in Beichen's hand that had not yet been drawn.

Don't even bother to use weapons?

"call--"

The attack stopped, but Beichen was still forced back several steps by the Nightmare Chaser's final blow.

"........."

The Nightmare Chaser just stared into Beichen's eyes without saying a word.

"..............Hello? I think you are not dumb. You should speak now."

Beichen stood there and waited for a long time, but the other party didn't respond.

"......"

The Nightmare Chaser Knight still didn't say anything, but the atmosphere on the field became inexplicably solemn.

"No, that's not right.....How could it be like this?"

Lime quickly noticed something unusual. His keen perception made him the first to detect this disturbing atmosphere.

He even subconsciously wanted to step back, and although he relied on his willpower to not even move his toes, he did have to admit that he recalled an emotion that he had forgotten for who knows how long.

fear.

The young Nightmare had never personally experienced the bloodshed, but his bloodline gave him an innate ability to control fear.

The coming of natural disasters, the wailing of the oppressed, the fishy smell of blood, the dying struggle, and the deep darkness.

Everyone sees and feels differently.

But this is just the appetizer.

Accompanied by the ancient language spoken from the Nightmare Chaser's mouth.

The main course is coming.