The Trafford Trading Club
Chapter 1682

The Boy Was Not at Fault

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The collapse of the World Serpent track had one immediate consequence: every Underwater City resident in the arena was suddenly placed on the brink of death.

They were ordinary civilians, not fully armed Magic Warriors—and what they faced were boulders weighing at least a thousand jin.

Yet the Underwater City residents in the arena had gone completely mad. At this moment, they showed no fear of the death awaiting them. Faced with the collapsing track, a strange fanaticism once again appeared on their faces.

Louis XXXIX saw everything.

Regarding the collapse of the track caused by Reyaz's sudden outburst, a trace of anger flashed through His Majesty the Emperor's eyes—but it soon vanished.

He merely murmured something under his breath... calling out to something. It sounded like a name, or perhaps a syllable.

"MO."

As if responding to His Majesty the Emperor's call, the White Tower of the Underwater City suddenly erupted with dazzling light. From its summit, a huge azure beam shot directly toward the arena!

In milliseconds, the beam swept into the arena. When the azure radiance faded, the entire World Serpent track had vanished.

That included the boulders that had fallen during the collapse... not even a fragment remained.

The White Tower's radiance faded, and it returned to its original, flawless whiteness.

With the entire track gone, all the temporary footholds built across the arena naturally vanished as well. The contestants and supporters who had fallen from high above seemed to be protected by some force, descending slowly.

However, Boss Luo and Maid Miss were not included.

Everything originated from the White Tower's power... and that power seemed to affect only the people of the Underwater City. That small height, naturally, could not harm Boss Luo or Maid Miss.

Like the other contestants and supporters, they slowly

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