Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane! Chapter 980 - Has She Gone Mad?

Chapter 980: Has She Gone Mad?

The great open-air arena, which was usually bustling with activity like a blazing furnace, was now filled with the howling of the cold wind, freezing everything.

Not only was the blood that flowed freely in the arena frozen into red icicles, icicles, and cl.u.s.ters of ice…

Even the seven-colored banners, which should have been raised high on the edge of the arena to represent victory, were covered with frost.

The flags and decorative feathers were hanging down heavily like broken wind chimes.

The adjudicator should have waved the flags and shouted, “The battle has ended. The victor has been decided.” However, his face was filled with shock, and he was unable to make a sound for a long time.

Just like the tens of thousands of spectators, they were dumbstruck. They could not believe that Ice Storm’s battle team would be able to obtain such a satisfying victory in such a crus.h.i.+ng manner.

Ever since the thirty-man team battle and the counterattack…

More and more spectators were optimistic about Ice Storm’s battle team. They believed that she had made up for her biggest weakness.

However, even the most loyal supporters didn’t expect that the two hundred-man battle teams would be able to determine the victor in one round.

After all, although the opponent of Ice Storm’s battle team this time wasn’t a powerhouse like Poison Stinger…

It was hippo warrior that was even more difficult to deal with than the wild boar man.

Its size wasn’t inferior to a little elephant, and it had a stronger bite force than the lion man and tigerman. This allowed the hippo warrior play the role of an amphibious a.s.sault team in the Blood Hoof Army for a long time.

Even the irritable wild boar man would become a polite gentleman when the hippo warrior opened its b.l.o.o.d.y mouth and yawned.

When Ice Storm’s battle team stepped into the grand arena, her seventy new servants were not as “crooked” as the previous thirty.

However, some of the servants were missing arms and legs. Even though they were fitted with artificial limbs that were filled with sharp blades, they were still limping when they walked.

There were also quite a number of people carrying branches that had been cut down from the mandrake tree on their shoulders. The branches and leaves on the branches had not been cleaned completely. They were like huge brooms.

The people did not know whether to laugh or cry. They wondered if they were there to fight or to do their old job—use big brooms to clean.

However, after the war drums sounded, the “big brooms” quickly displayed an unexpected power.

The branches of the mandrake tree were all very tough things.

The big branches carried by Ice Storm’s battle team had seemingly been soaked in herbs and ointment.

While they were elastic, they also increased their flexibility to the extreme.

When the huge hippo warrior led his servants in the charge, Ice Storm’s battle team placed more than a dozen large tree branches in front of them.

The branches wrapped around the hippo warrior’s thick arms and thighs.

All of a sudden, the impact force that the hippo warrior was most proud of was reduced to the minimum.

As for the remaining members of Ice Storm’s battle team, they were already prepared.

Some of her servants held their spears that were longer and thicker, and they stabbed the branches with all their strength.

Some of the servants jumped high, swinging their war hammers, axes, and maces, and jumped on the top of the enemies’ heads.

The two sides engaged in a chaotic battle among the branches of the mandrake tree.

Their line of sight, figures, and pace were all severely disrupted.

However, because Ice Storm had chosen her servants based on their speed and agility, their bodies were relatively small. They had long been prepared to carry a large number of short weapons, including the armor-piercing awls.

They were naturally less disturbed.

Apart from that, Ice Storm’s servants also possessed explosive strength that was completely different from their body size.

The distinguished guests who were sitting closest to the large arena and had the best view discovered that Ice Storm’s servants seemed to have mastered a brand-new method of exerting their strength.

Before exerting their strength, their flesh and blood would often tremble like waves.

It was as if there were two forces flowing from the soles of their feet into their calves and stomachs, then through their thighs, hips, chest, abdomen, and shoulders, all the way into their palms. It also caused their battle axes, battle hammers, maces, and armor-piercing awls to vibrate at an extremely high speed.

In the end, a seemingly small servant could send an enemy three times his size flying more than ten arms away with a single strike.

The armor-piercing awl did not encounter any obstacles when it pierced into the tough leather armor of the opponent.

It was especially obvious when it came to the youth named Leaf.

He held a two-handed greatsword that was extremely incompatible with his slender figure.

However, he displayed a set of ferocious saber techniques that the audience had never heard of before.

The two-handed greatsword left afterimages behind as it set off a destructive storm.

It sent more than a dozen enemies flying in a row, and even the tip of the sword was destroyed.

The youth’s face still did not show much fatigue. He only pressed his chest lightly and breathed in a very strange rhythm.

Many spectators from the local areas clicked their tongues in wonder.

They thought that with the strength of the slender youth, he could meet the standards of a clan warrior in many villages and towns.

With the slim youth as the vanguard and thirty veterans as the backbone, Ice Storm’s battle team defeated its opponents with only one charge.

However, there was still a long way to go before they would be completely annihilated.

The warriors of Turan were definitely not the cowardly rabble in the land of Holy Light. They had to rely on their tight formation, the protection of the mages, and the illumination of the Holy Light to inspire the strongest morale.

Even if their formation was broken, the Turan warriors could still fight on their own until the last drop of their blood was burned.

In fact, the more powerful, bold and unruly warriors preferred to not act as the hands and feet of a battle formation. They would rather ride a single horse and jump into the enemy’s dense forest of guns and mountains of knives.

However, when the hippo warrior’s rough-skinned, irascible footmen, shouted with anger and tried to turn around to fight…

They only found their general flying in the air like a giant ball of meat.

While he was in mid-air, he was also hit hard from the ground by the icicle, like a cannonball hit. His body covered with a thick layer of frost.

When he finally landed, Ice Storm, who had been waiting for a long time, swiped her claws into a deadly silence.

The advantage of the claw attack was its flexibility and stealthy nature that were greater than the cleaver attack’s.

However, its weakness was that its relatively insufficient power.

Even if the Mithril Ripper had activated its sharpness, acceleration, freezing, and other characteristics, it would still be able to increase the armor-piercing effect.

It would be very difficult to determine the outcome just by scratching people with claws.

However, this was all in the past.

Diehard supporters who knew about Ice Storm like the back of their hands discovered, to their surprise and delight, that in a short span of ten days, their idol seemed to have undergone drastic changes.

Through unique muscle ripples and vibrations, not only had her speed greatly increased…

Even the power of her claw attacks was completely different from the past.

It was as if Ice Storm had completely upgraded her claws into five heavy battle sabers.

Five heavy battle sabers slashed the hippo warrior’s head, face, and chest at the same time.

Even though the hippo warrior was like Ice Storm, equipped with fully enclosed totem battle armor…

He was still hacked into pieces of flesh and blood, with his bones exploding and falling out.

However, Ice Storm was still faster than him.

Before the hippo warrior landed on the ground, Ice Storm had already appeared in the spot, where he would land, like a demon spirit on a snowy night.

Moreover, through a series of extremely gorgeous consecutive finis.h.i.+ng skills, the hippo warrior’s totem battle armor was cracked into pieces and even scrambled to leave its master’s body.

When the hippo warrior’s huge body finally crashed onto the shattered arena…

His entire breastplate, along with the armguard and wrist guard around his right arm, were all torn off by Ice sStorm.

This was the biggest reason why the hippo warrior’s servants were torn to pieces. Their fighting spirit completely vanished, and the audience’s hearts were temporarily frozen.

One needed to know that with the arrival of the glorious era, especially with the start of the Tournament of the Five Clans, gladiators who did not have any old or new grudges with each other rarely fought to the death in the arena.

Everyone’s goal was nothing more than to show off their strength in front of tens of thousands of spectators, hoping to be valued by the large clans or gain the respect of others. They wanted to have more servants and obtain greater benefits for their clans. That was all, especially during the group battle.

The large enough arena gave the main generals of both sides a lot of leeway.

In the past, it was rare for the main generals of both sides to start a large-scale battle before the servants were exhausted.

Plus, the act of s.n.a.t.c.hing other people’s totem armor fragments was even more crazy and reckless. It was very likely that the other side’s clan would not rest until they were dead.

Ten days ago, Ice Storm had just s.n.a.t.c.hed a piece of the One Million Steam hammer’s breastplate, deeply provoking the tyrannical Ironhide Clan.

Now, the One Million Steam Hammer did not even know if she had digested and absorbed it. Before the adjudicator could react, she had s.n.a.t.c.hed a new totem battle armor fragment as fast as lightning.

This was permitted by the rules, in theory, and it was even encouraged by the rules.

Nevertheless, was she not afraid of the hippo warrior’s fury?

“Is she… Is she crazy?”

“How dare she provoke both the wild boar man and the hippo man at the same time!”

“s.n.a.t.c.hing two totem armor fragments in a row in just ten days? Even if she managed to s.n.a.t.c.h both of them, she wouldn’t dare to merge the two fragments into the Mithril Ripper, right? Otherwise, the different characteristics and the violent killing intent would clash with each other. It would definitely backfire on its master and turn her into an Origin Warrior!”

“If Ice Storm turns into an Origin Spirit, she would be the strongest Origin Spirit in hundreds of years.

“Even if she doesn’t turn into an Origin Spirit, she is already powerful enough. Didn’t you see her unbelievable saber technique?”

“Yes. It doesn’t seem to be the claw attack that Ice Storm has previously been using. It seems to be a brand-new, fierce, and unparalleled saber technique

“I’ve never seen such a weird saber technique before. At first glance, it seems to be a simple and overwhelming attack. However, when I recall it carefully, Ice Storm apparently used every bone, tendon, and lump of flesh in her body when she waved her saber. Even her toes were exerting strength, creating a deep ravine on the arena. Therefore, she was able to unleash the destructive power of the five heavy sabers… no, her five claws to the maximum

“It’s not only Ice Storm, but also her servants. Where on earth did they learn such an overbearing combat technique?!”

The ice layer pressing on the hearts of the audience finally cracked.

The audience took a deep breath and swallowed a few mouthfuls of icy saliva with difficulty. Only then could they discuss excitedly through the cracks in the ice.