OBS Chapter 203 For Greater Profits
Chapter 203 For Greater Profits
Chapter 203 For Greater Profits
The deafening roar nearly shook the entire arena. Lying on the ground, Igna quietly opened a crack in his eye, silently observing the commotion outside.
Just now, as it was about to finish off the last human, it suddenly heard the Dragon Lord's command in its ear, telling it to lie down and play dead immediately.
Despite their bewilderment, the loyal kobold never questioned its master's decisions and carried them out without hesitation.
However, a dog-headed man clearly lacks the self-discipline of an actor, and his performance of feigning death is rather clumsy.
The true powerhouses and shrewd businessmen in the arena sensed something was amiss almost immediately, which is why they harbored even deeper doubts.
That kobold was clearly Red Dragon's subordinate, and victory was within reach, so why did it willingly lie down and admit defeat?
Aren't dragons supposed to be greedy and stingy? How could they willingly let go of those readily available gold coins?
If Thor could hear what they were thinking, he would surely burst into laughter. For a dragon to give up its immediate interests, it must be for a greater benefit. Otherwise, what other reason could there be?
Imagine this! An adventurer of mediocre skill, with just a bit of luck, earns tens of thousands of gold coins from the clutches of a powerful dragon. It's as bizarre as a legend, naturally possessing the quality of being talked about and spread far and wide.
Once his deeds spread, not only will those strong individuals who are confident in their own abilities be attracted, but even some greedy people with wishful thinking will swarm to him like sharks smelling blood.
At that moment, Kate felt as if she were in a dream, her head was spinning, and the cheers around her seemed to be coming from a very far place, making it seem so unreal.
He not only survived, but also won the final victory. Those tens of thousands of gold coins—a huge fortune he had never dared to dream of before—were now beckoning to him.
The only thing that worried him was whether the red dragon would keep its promise.
The next moment, he saw the enormous creature rise from its throne piled high with treasure, its broad wings spreading out to the sides, casting large shadows; its dark red scales shimmered with a rainbow of colors in the sunlight.
Those molten gold pupils looked over, seemingly containing two burning worlds, and when the grand voice rang out, it was like thunder rolling by.
"Let me see the final winner—ha, a weak, inferior creature! Well, luck is also a part of strength. As agreed, all this wealth in the arena is yours!"
As soon as Thor finished speaking, a large number of kobolds poured in from all directions and began clearing the area.
The corpses were quickly dragged away, many of them still clinging to life. The lucky ones might survive, while the unlucky ones would only become fertilizer for the land.
In a short while, the entire arena was cleared of corpses, leaving only a mess of dirty red mud.
A wooden box lined with iron was placed in front of Kate. As the kobolds cleaned the area, they tossed gold coins, still stained with blood, into the box with their paws.
As gold coins were continuously added, the wooden box, the size of a suitcase, was quickly filled. The golden luster intertwined with the black and red bloodstains, as if wealth and death were silently entangled, a sight that was breathtaking.
As Kate gazed at the enormous treasure before him, his breathing became heavy. He could clearly hear his heart pounding, and his feet moved involuntarily, inching closer to the wooden crate.
As the last gold coin fell into the box, he rushed forward impatiently, slammed the heavy lid shut, grabbed the handles on both sides and tried to lift it, but the heavy wooden box did not budge.
The previous battle and intense emotional turmoil had already exhausted him, so naturally he couldn't lift anything weighing over 100 kilograms.
A box weighing kilograms.
Thor, seated on his throne, looked down at the tiny human struggling to keep trying, a mocking smile creeping onto his lips.
It is said that dragons are the most greedy creatures in the world. But now it seems that humans are not much better. Aren't we all pitiful creatures controlled by our desires?
Let's help this lucky guy a little more! Otherwise, even if he gets all this treasure, he probably won't live to spend it.
You might be hacked to death by blades coming from all directions as soon as you step out of this arena, leaving not even a complete corpse.
"Look at this poor little guy, so weak that he can't even lift the gold coins he has. How can he protect his wealth?"
Listen! Insignificant human, the great Thor has now taken pity on you and will offer you another choice: leave half the gold, and I will send my men to escort you to a place you deem safe.
The deafening roar, like a thunderclap, jolted Kate, who had been lost in her wealth, awake.
He raised his head, looked at the red dragon on the throne in the distance, and then at the bloodthirsty monsters in the surrounding stands. He was immediately torn between his inner thoughts and his own.
There are at least 2 gold coins in this box. Keeping half of them means he will lose at least 1 coins.
This is an astronomical sum, even more than all the money he has ever seen in his life. How could he be willing to give it up?
But if one chooses to refuse, carrying so much wealth in this desolate wilderness—
Reason and greed clashed fiercely at this moment, even more intensely than in the previous battle.
But in the end, the will to survive prevailed over instinct, and Kate nodded with difficulty.
"Thank you for your mercy, Your Majesty the Red Dragon. I am willing to do as you say."
"Very good! Go and call that old bear over, and that kitten too. I have something to tell them."
Thor turned to a young dragon beside him and gave it an order. After watching it flap its wings and fly away, he turned his head again and roared.
"The lively opening ceremony is over. Now, let's get down to business!"
All creatures, regardless of race, status, or means, can stand in this arena and accept challenges from other creatures. For each victory, I will reward the winner with 100 gold coins; after winning 10 battles, they will receive a treasure that enhances their power.
As long as you keep winning, wealth and power will be within your grasp!
So now, is there anyone brave enough to be the first to step forward?
The clamor was completely drowned out by Thor's voice, and the entire arena fell into a brief silence.
The creatures, each with its own distinct appearance, subtly observed each other, each wanting the other to take the first step.
After all, being the first to exit the arena gives other challengers more opportunities to observe and make choices, which is extremely disadvantageous to one's own combat.
At the beginning, perhaps some mindless creatures would have jumped out, but after the previous melee, almost all the reckless ones are dead.
No one was willing to step forward first, and the atmosphere became somewhat awkward for a moment.
Thor, however, paid no attention. He moved his large claws and flicked his nails, sending a dragon crystal the size of a football flying in a beautiful parabola before crashing onto the muddy sand with a thud.
"The first one to go on stage gets the magic crystal!"