Chapter 37 Invitation Letter to the Grand Performance

"The road to acting begins with Douluo ()"!

"Clementine! You actually killed Clementine..." Magician Wu Ke's hand holding the staff trembled violently. This was the first time he had seen such a ruthless guy who didn't talk much. .

"You didn't take the last opportunity to recite the incantation. Instead, you were lamenting these insignificant things. Should I say you are stupid? Or smart? Did you give up resistance when you knew you had no way to survive?"

Wilmot teased Wizard Wu Ke playfully, his eyes full of disdain.

"Don't get too proud too soon. I still have useless killing moves. Don't think you can defeat me!"

Wilmot laughed out loud at the words of Magician Wu Ke, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, since you feel so good about yourself, I'll give you a chance to show off your unique skills."

This is the opportunity that Magician Wu Ke has been waiting for. He made the right bet. Most powerful people are very proud and will definitely give him enough time to prepare.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, as long as he completes the release of his special move, the arrogant guy in front of him will definitely not be able to take advantage of it.

"Undead Bone Dragon, summon!"

Magician Wu Ke took out a purple-black crystal ball, and with the power of the crystal ball, he successfully summoned two slightly domineering bone dragons.

"Be prepared to accept death. The Bone Dragon is invincible. The Bone Dragon is immune to level 6 magic. In other words, it is impossible for you to break his defense!"

Momonga and Nabe, who were watching the battle from a distance, were somewhat interested. Wilmot had stopped the funny girl too quickly, and it was over before they could appreciate it.

"Hey, this bone dragon is a pretty good summon. At least it's more powerful than the angel that day."

The Bone Dragon is indeed a little stronger than the angel summoned by Negan, but this is just a matter of choosing the taller among the dwarfs.

In the eyes of Momonga and Nabe, the level of the Bone Dragon is only that small, and they can easily deal with it.

"Nabe, you think Wilmot is stronger than you. This is a good time to test his strength. How long will it take you to defeat these two bone dragons?"

Nabe smiled proudly and replied respectfully: "Ainzsa, it's just a matter of time to cast a spell against two mere bone dragons."

"Um,

Just as I expected. Let's see how long it takes Wilmot to deal with the Bone Dragon. "

Looking at the calm Wilmot, Momonga was also a little troubled. He could easily detect the strength of other people, but this Wilmot was the only one who had never been able to detect the upper limit of his strength.

In the battlefield, Magician Wu Ke pointed his staff at Wilmot and ordered the two huge bone dragons around him: "Bone dragons, tear that guy apart!"

After receiving the order, a trace of scarlet flashed in the bone dragon's black eyes, as if it had been activated.

As soon as Wizard Wu Ke finished speaking, two bone dragons quickly rushed to Wilmot's side, forming a double-team on the left and right.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, what a brutal attack. I don't want to get my clothes dirty."

Wilmot put one hand behind his back, imitating Sikong Zhen's movements, stretched out his right hand and lightly snapped his fingers, "Space magic. Dimension crushing!"

A circle spread out from Wilmot's body, enveloping the two bone dragons. The next second, the bone dragon's body turned into little stars scattered in the sky.

"Impossible... This is impossible..." Magician Wu Ke's eyes widened and he looked at Wilmot in disbelief, who seemed to be fine.

It stands to reason that if humans want to release magic beyond the sixth level, in addition to consuming huge amounts of magic power, they also need to use special props. However, the man in front of him actually released it casually.

Wilmot's actions undoubtedly shattered Wizard Wu Ke's views. He had never seen such a terrifying human being in his long life.

After dealing with the bone dragon, Wilmot looked at Wizard Wu Ke calmly with a smile on his face, "Do you have any other trump cards? If not, I won't play with you anymore. I'm not here to play with you." of."

Magician Wu Ke also hopes that he can have more trump cards, but unfortunately, the bone dragon he summoned is already his biggest trump card.

Even so, his trump card was easily cracked by the other party, which made him feel a sense of frustration that cannot be described in words...

Looking at Magician Wu Ke kneeling on the ground, Wilmot raised the corner of his mouth, thinking that the other party probably had no trump cards to use, so he could send him on his way.

"Wait, before you do it, can you let me know who you are?"

Normal people would definitely agree to Magician Wu Ke's request at this time. After all, it's just telling a dying person his name, so it's nothing troublesome.

But Wilmot didn't act according to common sense. He gently tapped Magician Wu Ke's forehead with his finger, and a silver magic light beam passed through his head.

"Sorry, I have no interest in making friends with young people."

After getting rid of the Wu Ke magician, Wilmot slowly looked into the church. Enfilia was most likely hidden in the church. It should be easy to find it after searching carefully.

To control such a large area of ​​undead, the caster cannot be too far away. Magician Wu Ke and Clementine with the funny face are all waiting here, probably to keep an eye on Nfilia.

Following his own ideas, Wilmot went deep into the church to investigate. In an underground secret room, he found Nfilia who was in a coma wearing a wise man's crown.

"You're actually naked. Is it possible to use a magic item like this? Really..."

Wilmot took off the wise man's crown, took off his own clothes, wrapped Enfilia around him, and carried him out of the church.

Outside the church, Momonga and Nabe talked about Wilmot.

"Nabe, what do you think of the power of the space magic released by Wilmot?"

"Ainzsa, as long as his magic exceeds the sixth level, he can instantly kill the bone dragon. His subordinates can't tell his magic level."

Just because Nabe didn't see it didn't mean that Momonga couldn't see it. As a magic caster who started at the ninth level all day long, Momonga could conclude that the space magic released by Wilmot would definitely not be lower than the ninth level, and it might be the tenth level. .

As for whether it could be super magic? Naturally impossible. Releasing super-level magic is not as easy for Momonga as ninth-level and tenth-level magic.

From the way Wilmot released it, as well as the range and intensity of the magic, it can be seen that it is obviously not a super magic.

No matter what, Momonga had to admit that Wilmot was the strongest local human he had ever seen.

At the same time, Wilmot also walked out with Nfilia in his arms. When he saw Momonga and Nabe, he thanked them very gratefully:

"Mr. Momo, Miss Nabe, thanks to your help this time. If you hadn't detected their location in time, it would have been hard to say whether Nfilia was safe."

"There is no need to be so polite to Mr. Wilmot. We just did some small favors. Besides, you also gave us extremely valuable remuneration. These are just small things."

Wilmot smiled, looked at Nfilia who was holding him, and said to Momonga and the other two: "Let's send Nfilia over first to settle down, so that Liqi won't worry about the transition."

"It's okay, the elderly can't help but be scared." Momonga agreed. No matter what era, the elderly are a group that needs care.

Wilmot casually opened a teleportation array, motioning Momonga and Nabe to follow, and the three of them left the cemetery together.

"This magic is really convenient. Mr. Wilmot's strength should not be underestimated."

Looking at the pharmacy in front of him, even Momonga, a master of magic, admired Wilmot's teleportation magic very much.

"It's not a powerful move. It's just used when you're on the road. Mr. Momo, please wait a moment while I hand Nfilia over to Liqi."

In the pharmacy, Liqi covered her head and leaned on the corner of the table, sitting on the ground, calling Nfilia's name listlessly in a low voice.

"Nfilia...my Nfilia..."

"Liki! Don't blame yourself, Nfilia is back."

Liqi suddenly raised her head and looked at the door, only to see Wilmot holding Nfilia and looking at her with a smile.

"Enfilia!"

Liqi hurried over to pick up Nfilia, and then hugged him tightly. Seeing that Nfilia was safe and sound, Liqi's hanging heart finally settled down.

"Mr. Wilmot... I don't know how to repay you. Next time I will give you 10,000 bottles of recovery potion for free."

Wilmot originally wanted to refuse, but looking at Li Qi's firm eyes, he agreed to Li Qi's request.

Ten thousand bottles of potion was a considerable expenditure for Liqi. Giving it to her for free was enough to show how much she valued Enfilia.

In addition, Wilmot knew that if he did not accept Liqi's kindness, there might be a stiff gap between the two. Although this situation is a small probability event, it is best to avoid it if possible. After all, we have been trading partners for decades.

"What are you going to do with this Wise Man's Crown?"

Liqi looked at the crown in Wilmot's hand with disgust, and got angry: "You can deal with this thing as you wish. If it hadn't been for this piece of shit, Enfilia wouldn't have suffered so much."

"Well, then leave it to me."

Seeing Wilmot come out of the pharmacy, Momonga stepped forward and asked, "Is the matter settled?"

"Well, it was finally solved successfully. Just because of such a magic item, those guys went to war like this. I really can't understand it."

"What does Mr. Wilmot intend to do with the tiara?"

"My words..." Wilmot's hand exerted a slight force, and the wise man's crown instantly shattered into pieces.

"This is my way of handling it. It's quite rough and makes you two laugh. Mr. Momo's abilities are pretty good, so why haven't I heard of your reputation before?"

Momonga was well prepared for this kind of question and answered confidently: "I have been meditating before this, and it was during this period that I became an adventurer. After all, life has to be interesting."

After hearing Momonga's answer, Wilmot naturally classified him into a group of people similar to the Shilipo Sword God. If you don’t practice to the full level, you will never leave the mountain!

"I can see that Mr. Momo needs fame very much. In addition to the black card, I have a way for you to gain fame."

"Oh? It's interesting. Let's talk about it?"

"Mr. Momo, have you ever heard of the martial arts event?"

Unfortunately, this question touched upon Momonga's knowledge blind spot, and his knowledge of the world only remained on the surface.

What is this so-called grand martial arts activity? He had no idea.

Wilmot didn't delve into this topic. Momonga didn't answer immediately because he obviously didn't know about this activity. As a butler with high emotional intelligence, Wilmot would naturally not make the conversation awkward.

"The so-called Grand Performance of Martial Arts is a grand martial arts contest held in Chang'an City. Winning there will not only earn you rewards from the Lord of Chang'an City, but you can also gain huge fame."

"Chang'an City? Isn't this the city founded by Brother Sikong? Why didn't Brother Sikong tell me about this?"

Momonga, whose level of caution was comparable to that of a cautious hero, began to think endlessly. In the end, Momonga came to a conclusion that was very consistent with his character - even if Chang'an City was founded by Brother Sikong, it should not be taken lightly.

"Mr. Wilmot, do you mean that I can participate in this big martial arts event?"

"Yes, this is an invitation to a big martial arts event, please accept it."

Momonga took the invitation from Wilmot and asked curiously: "Is it necessary to get an invitation to participate in this big martial arts event? Is it impossible to participate without an invitation?"

Wilmot smiled and explained: "That's not the case. The invitation letter just allows the contestants to avoid some complicated procedures."

"The Grand Performance Martial Arts event has very high requirements for the strength of the contestants. Not just anyone can participate if they want to. If you want to participate in the Grand Performance Martial Arts, contestants need to participate in a round of selection. Only 50 contestants will be selected to participate in the entire Grand Performance Martial Arts."

Hearing this, Momonga, as a game veteran, already understood it very well. There are also such competitions in YGGDRASIL. If you want to advance, you must pass the selection.

This so-called great performance of martial arts is the same, but the two are slightly different in some details.

"Mr. Wilmot, can contestants who receive an invitation letter be exempted from selection?"

Wilmot nodded, "Yes. There are only 10 places in the invitation letter, which means that the remaining contestants need to compete for the remaining 40 places. Although there is no problem with Mr. Momo's ability to pass the selection, that would be too much. It is cumbersome, and the invitation letter can save you some unnecessary troubles.”

Wilmot's comprehensive consideration of the problem also made Momonga think of poaching. Wilmot was able to obtain the right to distribute invitations, presumably because he was serving a certain big shot in Chang'an City, and Chang'an City was founded by Brother Sikong. Without knowing the specific situation, Momonga could only Restrain your desire to dig corners.

Momonga also made up his mind that when he saw Brother Sikong, he would ask him about Wilmot.

As both time travellers, Fei Shou and Sikong Zhen are slightly different. Momonga traveled through the entire Great Tomb of Nazarick, while Sikong Zhen traveled alone. Therefore, even if the other party builds Chang'an City, it may not be completely loyal to him.

If Wilmot was Sikong Zhen's subordinate, Flying Squirrel would give up this idea. Poaching is poaching outsiders. It would be funny if this happened to one of our own.

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