Chapter 61: Weapon Battle

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Barrett pushed through the smoke-filled arena, running toward EeDechi in the center. He asked with concern, "Captain, how are you holding up?"

Barrett could see it now—this "spar" was nothing but ruthless fighting. The group from the Great Tomb of Nazarick was brimming with malice, and if EeDechi lost the next "spar," not only would the captain be doomed, but he'd be done for too.

At some point, EeDechi had strapped her giant sword to her back. Fresh from the fierce battle, she lowered her eyelids, breathing slow and steady, without even lifting her head, and shot back, "What about the vitality potions in your spatial ring?"

This was the first time EeDechi had ever asked for a magic potion. Barrett, hearing this, quickly pulled three orange-yellow glass bottles from his spatial ring and handed them over.

These three bottles were the top-shelf vitality potions he'd bought at a steep price. Just half a bottle could make a dying white-haired old man leap out of bed, grab a two-handed sword, and go toe-to-toe with an ancient dragon.

The potion master who'd sold them to Barrett had bragged, "Take five drops with a dropper, and I guarantee you can bang ten hot moms all night without running out of steam."

Even though the potion's effects were downright miraculous, Barrett had never tested it out. Stuff this valuable was for adventurers to save their skins in life-or-death moments—it couldn't be wasted on fooling around in bed. Of course, the other reason was that Barrett couldn't round up ten hot moms anyway.

The orange vitality potion came in fancy glass bottles, and even the stopper wasn't some ordinary cork plug, but a glass cap enchanted to keep it fresh.

EeDechi grabbed one bottle, opened her wide mouth, and chomped right through the glass stopper, cracking the bottle's rim along with it and sending shards flying everywhere. She tilted her head back and gulped down the liquid in one go, then did the same with the other two bottles.

Barrett watched her savage moves with his heart pounding, only breathing easy once he confirmed her mouth lining was as tough against blades and bullets as her skin.

EeDechi spat out a mouthful of glass bits, wiped the orange liquid from her lips, and grumbled, "It doesn't taste like anything. This isn't fake, is it?"

"I'm not you—how could I end up with fakes?" Barrett said helplessly.

These were just ordinary potions brewed by ordinary mages. No matter how pricey or impressive the effects, for someone with earth-shaking power like EeDechi, drinking them was like tossing a pebble into the ocean—no ripple at all.

"I... I was just giving you the chance to handle the supplies. If the boss does everything, what's left for the underlings..." EeDechi was about to snap back at Barrett when the arena ground shook violently, like a heavily armored giant stomping forward, cutting her off.

Following the heavy footsteps, a burly, muscular silver figure appeared at one end of the arena. The figure stood a full eight feet(2.44 meters) tall, with protruding silver armor on its head, four arms, and a long tail studded with spikes.

He looked like a gigantic insect warrior, except his body wasn't covered in fragile chitin shells, but in gleaming, thick silver armor.

Cocytus, Ruler of the Frozen Rivers, guardian of the underground fifth layer of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, level 100. He wielded a total of twenty-one weapons and boasted the strongest attack power among Nazarick's four subordinates most skilled in hand-to-hand combat.

"The match is about to start—get out of here quick." EeDechi waved Barrett off with commanding poise, but got no response.

She turned her head and realized Barrett had already snuck off to hide behind the ruins of the spectator stands.

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