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As for the three Demons that were automatically protecting the owner just now, it should have been because of the thread of consciousness that Werther had condensed. Each God Transformation actually corresponded to one of the few gods in China, and it was not impossible to attract them to contain a trace of their consciousness in Deity Transformation. However, after experiencing countless dimensions and being able to possess such spirituality, the true bodies of these three deities truly deserved to be called the ancestors of the World Gods of China.

Werther couldn't be bothered to think about this. He couldn't help but look at the little girl, only to see a trace of a strange smile on her lips. Her eyes brimmed with innocence and fear, as if she had been scared by so many people surrounding her. If not for his previous experience that was even worse than death, Werther would have suspected that he was hallucinating. The little girl retracted her gaze and continued to stare at her opponent, a Bronze Swordsman.

The surrounding people started talking at once, "Whose child is this? Why did you come here?" "What if you get hurt?"

"You don't understand this, do you? Anyone who can stand on the stage will be confirmed contestants, so this little girl must be here to participate. "

"Are you joking? Such a young child, could she fight? Hey, that big guy over there, it's not going to be a glorious fight even if you win against such a small opponent! "

"Don't make a fuss, maybe this little girl really has some ability! "It's better to just watch obediently."

Werther forced a smile. This girl really did have some ability. She had the ability to defeat the Sword Saint with just a single glance. That was beyond the scope of a human. Even a demigod would be unable to defeat her. Perhaps, she might even be a reincarnation of a god! Thinking of this, he wanted to get a better look at the situation.

The Bronze Swordsman could not take the criticism anymore and shouted, "Stop arguing! There must be a reason why she could stand here. Hey, kid, are you here for the tournament? "If not, then hurry up and leave. Don't delay my business. If you are, then hurry up and make your move."

The little girl didn't say anything and just stared at him. The Bronze Swordsman asked a few more times, and was finally angry. "Since you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent. Alright, I'm going to attack. If I hurt you, don't blame me!" The little girl remained indifferent as she repeated herself again. Finally, the swordsman swung down the sword in his hand. He had also held back a bit of his strength. If the little girl couldn't take the fear anymore, he could immediately withdraw. Otherwise, it would be difficult to end her life.

Seeing that the broadsword was about to land on the girl's head, the girl still did not make a move. The swordsman gritted his teeth and changed his move to a horizontal swing, wanting to use the sword's power to knock her out of the stone platform. Who knew that although he thought this was good, the development of this matter was beyond people's expectations.

The little girl suddenly raised her head and stared at the swordsman, letting out a crisp yet slightly cold voice. "Your heart is not bad. Since it's like this, I won't kill you." Without any warning, the Bronze Swordsman's entire body was suddenly covered by a thick layer of ice, freezing him inside. The swordsman still held his stance of slapping his sword out horizontally, looking extremely comical. However, the audience present could not laugh at this.

The power the little girl had displayed was simply too astonishing. It was like a miracle! He did not chant any incantations or gather magical elements. He had defeated a Bronze Swordsman. It was as if she was the Queen, and all the elements were at her command! The mage referee standing on the stone platform hastily announced, "Contestant Mila, victory!" The little girl didn't look at anyone as she lightly jumped off the stone platform and left. Werther wanted to chase after her, but she disappeared in the blink of an eye. He could only return home dejected.

Not only did he have the grandson of the Pope to participate in the competition, but he also had a mysterious powerhouse like the little girl, Mira. Not only did the experience not scare Werther, it even stimulated his desire to become stronger, to transcend everything, to not allow others to control him, to transcend the laws of heaven and earth, and to travel with the world. This was the monk's ultimate goal and proper backbone!

Werther's match was set for the afternoon. He didn't go back, instead looking for a place to stay in the arena until the match was close. Only then did he slowly walk to the stage in group number 7. Other people could either jump up with dou qi or fly up with magic, trying their best to show off their skills. Werther, on the other hand, walked up step by step, standing firmly on the stage, feeling a little uncomfortable facing the crowd of spectators.

When the citizens of the Klein Empire saw him enter the field, they suddenly became excited, "Is that the son of Count Roland? "I heard he's someone Nicholas thinks highly of!" "Not only is he optimistic, I've heard that Nicholas regrets not being able to fight with him!" Not only that, I heard that this Young Master Werther is already an expert of the Sword Saint Realm! Even His Majesty wanted him to become a general leading the troops! " Noises of disorderly discussions rose and fell one after another. Werther just turned a deaf ear and quietly rested his mind. After a while, his opponent, the noble young master John from the remote areas appeared in his field of vision.

He wore the robe of a fire mage and had a lazy smile on his face. When he saw Werther, he immediately greeted, "Is this Young Master Werther?" "My name is John, my father's territory is not far from the town of Wenna. My name is John, I studied at the magus academy. Oh right, Luna is my classmate …" After chattering for a long time, Werther smiled and did not answer. The referee became impatient and said, "Continue talking, the match is about to start!"

"Can't we wait a little longer?" The referee didn't give him a good look, "No way, this is the rules of the tournament. "Enough nonsense, contestant Werther, you can attack now!" Werther immediately took a step forward and prepared to attack. But John immediately shook his hands and shouted, "I don't want to fight anymore! I admit defeat! I forfeit! " The referee looked at him coldly, and with an expression as if he had known this long ago, he said, "Seven groups, fifty-four matches, John forfeits, and victor Werther wins!" The crowd hissed, and John, too thick-skinned to care, continued, "Master Werther, my father's territory is right next to the town of Winona! "I didn't want to participate in the competition, but he insisted on me coming here. He said that no matter what, I would get a placing so that I could successfully inherit his title. I'm not interested in fighting and killing …"

This time, the referee couldn't take it anymore. He pointed at John and shouted, "Force him to leave!" Immediately, two Silver Swordsmen appeared and pushed him out of the room. John did not dare to resist. If he did make a move, he would be immediately accused of disturbing the competition. He did not know how many experts would want to cause trouble for him, so he could only let them leave. From far away, he could hear his chattering voice, "Young Master Werther, I'm John. Don't forget to find me when we return to Wina Town!" Werther laughed involuntarily. There was really nothing he could say to such a guy.

Werther won his first match without a fight. He walked down the stone platform in an attempt to find the girl, Mila, and went around to the platform in Group Three, but couldn't find her figure. However, it was unexpected to find the Grand Princess Catherine. She was assigned to the fourth group, and her cold, delicate, and exquisite figure, as well as her illustrious status, made her the focus of attention. According to Werther's knowledge, this princess was studying at the Alliances' Mage Academy. This alliance was founded earlier by a few smaller countries, the main purpose of which was to combine their powers and allow them to survive in the game between Klein and Caesar, a powerful country.

Later on, several small countries in this alliance had a coup d'état, deposed the monarchy and transferred the power to the newly established merchant class. They established a chamber of commerce, just like a government, which governed the country and the people, and formed an army. However, the fundamental purpose of the Alliance was to make money, in which the footprints of merchants covered the entire Grace Mainland, and it was said that even the outside of the Endless Sea had traces of them. In addition, they were secretly doing things with the Beast race and other races that were forbidden by the Church. However, the Alliance had more than half of the resources and wealth of the continent. Even the Church did not want to offend them, so they could only turn a blind eye.

There was a reason why Kathleen left so many Holy Mages in the country to go to the trust, even though she didn't want to learn anything. It was a pity that the Klein Empire didn't have a Spatial Domain Saint Magister, not even a Great Magister. Thus, she could only travel far away and become the disciple of a Spatial Domain Saint Magic Scholar from the Alliance. I heard that Kathleen's strength has long since reached the Magister realm and she is currently challenging the Great Magister. Everyone knew that the requirements for cultivating spatial magic was extremely high, and it was not easy to achieve any results. However, Kathleen had already reached such a high age, so she could be said to be a rare genius.