Pledging with God [Norse Mythology]

Hainier took out the competition card at his waist, and turned over the back, where the blue light was flashing. When he tapped it with his hand, it was an enlarged blue-ray version of the tree map duel table.In order to show fairness, the battle list is only issued to individuals through the entry card when the game starts every night.

Looking down from the high platform, the host has announced the start of the game. The night is bustling with gun salutes and fireworks, and the first round of the game has begun amidst the cheers of the people.

There are two parts in the arena, one for magic and one for melee.In the first round of the competition, the opponents were randomly assigned, so the opponent might be a Grand Duke-level master, or a rookie who had just learned elementary magic.

The rules of the game are that as long as one side falls to the ground for more than ten seconds, or is simply kicked out of the ring, the other side wins.A referee is in charge of timing and determining wins and losses.Since the demons are more cruel and bloodthirsty, the game enforces the rule of "stop and go".

As for the role of the judges on the rostrum, it is to decide the outcome in order to avoid killing when encountering a master. The more exciting it is, the more cruel it is.

But no matter what type of opponent they encounter, it will determine the outcome of the game in a single thought. Even before the audience can clearly see the master's move, one side has already lost miserably.

The contestants at the bottom came up and then fell down, and the next round of contestants came up and fell down... Soon, dozens of people had already been compared.At this time, the host announced the names of the next group of players aloud, and he pointed at the rostrum with a hand gesture, and there was Hainier.

"Go, honey, be careful." Yimi Sai said, giving Heinier a look that he would not let anything happen to him.

"Yeah." Heinir nodded and got up.The people below heard Heinier's name again, and all looked at the rostrum in unison.

"Wait, why are you going to participate in the competition?" Balder stood up in horror, and even pulled Heinier's wide sleeve through Imise.

"Your Highness, please let go." Heinir shook off the hand and said expressionlessly.

"But now you have..."

"Your Highness, that's my personal business. What's the matter? Your sympathy has overflowed to the Demon Realm?" Heinir bluntly dismissed it, making Baldr speechless for a moment, so he had to sit down again in his seat.

It’s just that Vidal became annoyed when he saw this, “Heinir, what are you talking about…”

Hainier regarded him as the air and didn't care about him at all, and walked down from the high rostrum. He twisted his hands down, and the icy blue snowflakes flew out, condensing into an ice ladder under Hainier's feet. Every time he took a step, the ice in front of him would crackle and bloom, and a staircase would extend downward.

Originally, the people below were a little puzzled by the actions just now on the rostrum, but now when they saw Heinir coming down, they immediately focused their eyes on him, and they raised their nameplates and posters and shouted to him.

Hainier's mood also improved instantly, and the embarrassment and tension on the top just now were swept away. With a smile on his face, he raised his right hand and waved to the people who were shouting at him. He felt that he was acting like a Roman queen... Uh, no , is like the heads of military parades.

In this way, Hainier walked to the center of the magic arena. The referee stood on the edge of the arena. Next to him was the player who was fighting against him. It was a young rabbit spirit, who was still very good-looking, with long ears and a tail like a fur ball. It looks a bit cheerful and cute when it is exposed outside the head and clothes, which is not comparable to the profession of a magician.

"Your Highness Hainier, Magician Mickey, the match between you two can begin." The referee retreated far away after speaking, but neither of them agreed.

Hainier stared at each other cautiously, and the audience held their breath.The Rabbit Spirit also looked at Heinier intently, the red eyes were getting darker and darker, his hands were clenched into fists, and his whole body seemed to be shaking.

There is a big magic brewing!People should not be judged by appearances, Heinier's heart tightened, and he nodded his head secretly. He raised his heart and was ready to meet such a difficult opponent in the first round.

However, in the next second, the magician moved, he opened his hands, and a black shadow flew past, and appeared in front of Heinir in the next moment, and hugged him fiercely!

Hainier was shocked, thinking that he was going to use a melee spell, and immediately mobilized the anti-magic sharply.But the other party holding him seemed uncertain and began to grope at him...

"Oh my god! It's true, it's really His Royal Highness Heinir! You, you, you... you look better in real life than in the photo album..."

He actually saw this lofty person, this dreamy person with his own eyes!

After touching it for a long time, the Rabbit Demon stopped, his eyes were redder, and his ears were shaking excitedly on the top of his head. It's a pity that his tail is not long enough, otherwise he would definitely be able to wag it. There is a ratio!

"Ah... bastard... let go of His Highness Heinir..."

The crowd exploded for a while.

Whistles, curses, punishment magic with red, yellow, blue and green lights, as well as snacks and garbage bags were all thrown at this ignorant rabbit spirit. Fortunately, the venue has a defensive cover so that it will not be affected by external attacks.

"you……"

Hainier was also confused, not knowing what this guy was doing.But as soon as he said a word, the other party changed into a bear hug to hold his face, and Hainier's mouth that was about to speak was immediately squeezed by the soft flesh of his cheeks, and he blinked...I don't know why.

"Yes, yes, that's the expression!...Your Highness, do you know that I like the photo of you chained up in the torture chamber the most, that's the expression...Ah...I can't do it...My nose is so hot... ..."

A streak of red meandered down from the two nostrils of Rabbit Jing, and when he touched it, it turned out to be a bright red nosebleed.

"Blood...I...I'm dizzy with blood..."

Bang, there was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground under Heinir's feet.

The rules of the game flashed through Hainier's head, so he calmly said to the referee who was stunned by the side, "He fell to the ground, don't you count the seconds?"

"Oh, count the seconds!" The referee slapped his forehead and suddenly realized.Immediately, he read one, two, three, four, five, six, seven * ten to the unconscious people on the ground... Then he raised one of Hainier's hands and announced that he won without a fight.

There was a sudden silence in the arena, and then overwhelming laughter sounded from all directions.

What's going on with this shit!An innocent young man who was poisoned by "Tokyo Fever"?Heinir couldn't help but have black lines all over his head... The heat on the rostrum was no exception, and he was smiling. He swept his eyes, and even Balder, who has always been moody and angry, turned his head sideways, and his shoulders were shaking slightly. .

Although I know I'm not laughing at him, but such a victory.Hainier can guess how those editors lurking in the field will arrange him tomorrow...

"Damn it!" Hainier cursed angrily, regardless of 21, he recruited Yunfei back to the bedroom.