Everyone looked excited upon Barnaby’s announcent. Things had gotten heated up, and there were a lot of fights still left unresolved during the ga.
For example, the fight between Potbol and Alaric was still undecided, which ant that the title for the strongest Maugnetic in all of tropolis was still yet to be crowned.
Aside from that, there were also so unresolved questions still yet to be answered.
Michael’s unexplained survival was one of them.
Not only was Michael able to survive to the next ga despite almost half of the players being eliminated, but he was also able to take on Braxton’s attack head on and sohow still remained unscathed.
There were a lot of theories as to how that happened. So thought that Braxton got uncharacteristically sloppy and accidentally missed his aim, and so thought that there were so hidden helpers that transported Michael away into safety.
But in this ga, all questions would finally be answered.
After all, the fight for the 15 drops of Soo was a free-for-all. There were no teams, no alliances, and no groups. Michael would have to rely on himself to survive, and this ti, the crowd would be fully attentive to his actions.
Barnaby snapped his fingers, with the magicians under his employ creating magic circles that changed the Pocket Dinsion on the stage.
The platforms briefly clasped together before separating again as the wizards finished their incantation.
This ti, the Pocket Dinsion below the hole was completely different from the ga before.
"Players and spectators alike. For this last bidding ga, I have pulled out all the stops and prepared a magnificent playground for everyone to enjoy."
Barnaby peered down the Pocket Dinsion and described the rules of the ga.
"As you can see, our new ga is located on a very small island floating in the middle of the sky!"
This map was about four tis smaller than the map from before, aning that the players would be able to see each other much more frequently than before, which would lead to more fights and encounters.
"The objective of the ga is simple. You must get to the center of the island and obtain the fifteen drops of Soo located in the circle!"
Right in the middle of the floating island, there was a red platform with fifteen pillars grouped up in the center.
The players imdiately noticed the individual vials on the pillars, with no locks, no cages, and no other obstacles.
Alaric, Bobby, and all the other leaders of the Major Factions beca contemplative as they realized the point of the ga.
"Hahaha! You all must be aware of it now. I designed this ga to be as straightforward as it can be!
All players will be teleported at the edge of the island at the very sa ti. And at the mont you arrive in the Pocket Dinsion, you shall run as fast as possible to the very center of the island and claim the drops of Soo as your prize!"
This imdiately made the crowd erupt in discussions.
"It’s just a race?!"
"Wow... there’s no Maugnetic in the ga that specializes in speed, which ans that they will all arrive at the center at relatively the sa ti."
"Yeah. Those 9th stage Maugnetics are going to be the first ones there for sure. I can only imagine what kind of chaos would erupt once they faced each other at the platform."
To obtain the 15 drops of Soo on the platform, all they had to do was physically grab the vial on the pillars. That was it. The earliest bird gets the worm.
But because this was everyone’s objective, this ant that there would be a lot of fighting and clashes around the platform to prevent others from seizing the drops for themselves.
Michael looked down at the Pocket Dinsion and felt that this was good for him.
The fact that all he had to do was grab the vial was good for him, because he could see a chance in which he could sneak at least a single bottle during the midst of the chaos.
I just have to get there before the others get all of them.
His speed wasn’t all the great compared to the other 9th stage Maugnetics. Physically, they were better than him. He only had a chance if he used magic or his ’Quantum Steps’.
But of course, he had to spend the AP in his battery to do that, which would put him below the 300% mark, making him unable to use the ’Quantum Slash’ whenever he wanted.
Okay, I guess I’ll have to sacrifice a bit of energy to do it. I’ll be able to recoup it anyway during the fight on the platform.
Just as he was stretching his body, he was suddenly approached by two guys in black and white suits.
"Greetings, sir Michael."
He had never seen them before, but he knew that they were the Duchess’ Secret Service.
"I am 003, and this is my teammate 004. We are the only ones left on our team."
The two bowed at him, respectfully. They knew that Michael had a good relationship with the Duchess.
"Hi. Nice work you did there. I never even noticed that you guys got the flag," he said, genuinely complinting them.
Of course, if he wasn’t preoccupied with Braxton, then he would have seen them with his Drones.
"We would like to offer you our help during this next ga," 003 said, surprising Michael.
"Really? Why? I thought you guys wanted the Soo drops for yourselves."
004 then pointed at the top of the auction, showing that the Duchess was looking down at them with a smile–paricularly at Michael.
"The Duchess has only tasked us to get the automobiles at all costs. She doesn’t care about the Soo drops," 004 revealed.
He was very touched after hearing that. He looked back up at the Duchess and gave her a nod of thanks, which was reciprocated by a small curtsy from the royal.
She’s buttering up.
He knew that she was only doing this because she knew the value he brought to the table. His automobiles, his soda, his connection with the Fairies and the Dwarves. 15 drops of Soo was nothing compared to the connections he had.
Well, it’s definitely working. I’ll have to thank her after this.
"I appreciate that," he said to 003 and 004, shaking their hands.
"We must warn you that we are not capable of defeating Alaric or Potbol," 003 said, tempering Michael’s expectations.
"Although, we are confident that we can get at least one drop of Soo for you. That, we promise," said 004, thumping his heart.
After the Secret Service’s unexpected win, a lot of the teams were now extrely wary of them. Their tactics won’t work a second ti.
"That’s alright with ," he said. "All I need you to do is get my shadow clone all the way to the center of the Pocket Dinsion, and I’ll be able to teleport there."
003 and 004 nodded with seriousness.
This is great. If I believe in their skills, then they’ll be able to get at least one drop.
But... I really want more.
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