Normal Operation, Death Squad!
The Dawnship Warship cut through the waves on the sea, its hull resembling a small mountain, with over a thousand soldiers in high-quality equipment on its deck.
The dark Artillery on both sides were even more alarming, making one fear that Artillery might suddenly explode and accidentally detonate.
After all, if such a shot were to come, only Buff Guy with extremely high defense could withstand it; smaller Professional like them simply couldn't withstand it.
"This is the Dawnship Warship. It looks very powerful, no weaker than the main Warship of some coastal Kingdom Faction."
"I had heard that Dawn City was vigorously developing its shipping industry, and seeing it today, it is indeed extraordinary."
"Tsk tsk, I heard there are quite a few participants from Dawn City. That City Lord is the second- High-Class Professional in the Southern Region."
"Pah, if the intelligence were useful, then why would we need to participate in the Magic-Martial Tournament? The Southern Region is so vast, there are plenty of powerful Professional there."
"It's just that many people are unknown. If Dawn City hadn't recently made a name for itself in the Mercenary Guild, who would know him?" Some contestants from major forces sneered.
It's obvious.
Not everyone is optimistic about this emerging force, nor does everyone acknowledge William's true fighting prowess.
The Mana Revival has made many Professional stronger, and even given them a new lease on life.
Therefore, many people hope to achieve a good ranking in this Magic-Martial Tournament.
They were located on Bright Island.
The resource islands that the Temple of Light occupied back then have now been largely developed. Under normal circumstances, there probably wouldn't be much guarding here.
But today, as the venue for the Southern Region Magic-Martial Tournament, the four Top Faction have each deployed a large number of defensive forces, and the entire island has been sealed off. Except for the port, anyone entering the island from anywhere will be mercilessly killed, and there is no need to worry about any force causing trouble.
By this time, many ships had arrived at the port, but apart from the Warship of the Temple of Light, which was full of contestants, the Warship of other factions were not of high quality and could only sail in coastal waters.
If you sail too far, you might get smashed to pieces by Sea Beast.
Even so, many Warship were still badly damaged during the journey, with marks of Sea Beast ramming and scratching them all over their sides. Some ships had even sunk to the bottom of the sea, becoming the warm excrement of Sea Beast.
Diablo looked at the throngs of Professional at the port and the people queuing to enter; now, the number totaled tens of thousands.
He couldn't help but twitch his lips. "When will this competition even start?"
"You didn't read the competition rules. There's an elimination round at the beginning, with one hundred people in one arena, and the final winner advances to the next round."
"Commonly known as a 'magical version of PUBG'," William shrugged.
"Huh? What chicken? Who eats whose chicken?" Burning Ash gasped. Is there really such a reward? Wow, bro.
"Get lost." William gave him the middle finger, then took Annie's hand and led them to the competition venue.
As for the Dawnship, it can go around and hunt some Sea Beast.
Five contestants from the High-Class participated: William, Annie, Diablo, Burning Ash, and Alec.
No one from the intermediate or Grandmaster levels participated.
no way.
Old Pi didn't want to join in the fun.
Solimans knew perfectly well that even if he, Druid, could transform into Silverback Giant Ape in the competition, he would likely still be beaten to a pulp.
As for the intermediate level...
It has to be said.
Among Intermediate-Class Professional, Dawn City currently lacks outstanding talents. While it has Epic individuals, it lacks the potential to Legendary, and thus cannot achieve significant results in the Magic-Martial Tournament.
William and his group headed towards the entrance to the competition. Apart from a few individuals with inexplicable overconfidence, the vast majority of Professional made way for them.
The Temple Knight checking the Contestant Token saw William and his group cutting in line but didn't say anything. He simply reached out to stop them and said, "Show your Contestant Token. You should have read the rules of the Magic-Martial Tournament. Using Magic Scroll higher than your own rank is not allowed; otherwise, you will be eliminated!"
William nodded, then suddenly asked, "I know. By the way, can I bring the mount?"
"Uh, mounts?" The Temple Knight guarding the gate used a Sound Transmission Scroll to inquire before clearly stating, "There are no rules for this Magic-Martial Tournament, but you are not allowed to bring mounts that exceed the maximum limit for your rank!"
"Okay, can we go in now?" William squeezed Annie's small hand to reassure her that even without the Unicorn, she could still achieve a good ranking.
Annie, however, was filled with renewed confidence. She waved her hand, signaling the invisible Unicorn to disappear and leave first, lest it follow her inside and allow some powerful individuals to see through its True Body.
Because the Unicorn has now become Master Tier boss...
As they entered a Magic Gate equipped with both teleportation and detection mechanisms, the scenery before them suddenly changed after a few seconds of pause.
They arrived at an extremely wide square, which seemed to stretch as far as the eye could see.
Burning Ash stomped hard on the stone slab beneath his feet, and curled his lip. "The enchantment level is ridiculously high; even High-Class Professional probably couldn't break it."
William chuckled inwardly. It definitely wouldn't break. The Archmage himself enchanted it; without absolute power, you wouldn't even be able to leave a mark.
The Four Major Factions wouldn't deliberately create some junk stones for you to easily break just to impress your fighting prowess.
Often, after a Magic-Martial Tournament...
The entire arena was completely unharmed...
The Barrier was incredibly hard.
The square was bustling with people, all of them contestants. However, due to the large number of people, William didn't see many familiar NPCs.
Of course, there were no spectators here.
Because the Magic-Martial Tournament is not a performance-based event.
Proud and arrogant Professional will not allow others to treat them like monkeys.
Currently, only the four Top Faction will become spectators.
However, due to the growing influence of the Magic-Martial Tournament.
In future Magic-Martial Tournament, Top Faction from empires, Kingdom, and even other races will send officials to evaluate and categorize the potential and strength of the participating Professional. As for any dirty deals involved, that's probably just a passing fancy.
Since this is a joint event hosted by Four Major Factions, there's no need to worry about fairness!
It all depends on the participant's Luck Value.
All draws were done randomly!
"Huh, it seems the competition venues for Grandmaster and Intermediate Level players are separate from ours."
"That's right, everyone take a break and get ready. The Magic-Martial Tournament doesn't have any messy procedures..." William began, but before he could finish speaking...
A voice had already reached their ears.
"Professional enter first can participate in the competition. Your Contestant Token will guide you to your respective competition areas. You will have 5 minutes. If you exceed 5 minutes, you will be eliminated."
That was said by a Mage was floating in mid-air.
As soon as he finished speaking...
The Professional in the square quickly sprang into action.
no way.
Time is tight and the task is heavy. There's no point in complaining about the elimination rounds; just get to work!
And so.
William followed the Magic guidance of the token and arrived at a competition arena.
Meanwhile, William...
Then I saw a whole bunch of familiar faces.
Hmm.
It's obvious.
The death group, huh.
It's perfectly normal.
It's commonly known as a group of highly skilled Professional with extremely low Luck Value...