Vanguard of the Eternal Night (BL)(Complete)

Chapter 148

Chapter 148 - Endless Licking?

"The great demon king is so handsome, so handsome, I'm dying... ahhhh, ohhhhhhh, I'm suffocating!"

"Who else!? Who else can play like the great demon king vs the mage god and blow up the skies!? The most badass thing across the whole galaxy!"

"I always feel like it's never two human beings fighting. It's said that Lord Four is a retired agent. Is this true? I also heard that Crimson is from the National Science Research Institute. What about this rumor? Is it true too?"

"Sticking out my tongue! Lick! Lick! Lick!"

"Rainy days have already died. Burn paper if you need to find us. Call for our souls if it's a small matter, or dig graves if it's a big matter."

"I feel that this is just as exciting as watching a blockbuster that can only be made by the best director, the best martial arts director, and best screenwriter..."

"Sneakily taking away my family's Crimson! Oh my god, I'm so distressed, will he have any psychological shadows...? You guys all said that Lord Four is an assassin! But, I don't believe it!"

"Guys, don't forget! He's the best! Actor! Actor, ahhhh!!"

"Who can put on an act better than my Lord Four? Oh my gosh, unless Lord Four really goes out in person, I won't recognize anyone else's skills, no matter who they are! I refuse! I refuse, ahhhh!!"

"Saluting quietly, ahead of time, for the birth of the new champion! Clap clap clap clap clap!"

As expected, the audience's comments on the public screen were as powerful as an exploding supernova. The commentators took a look at the scrolling comments and almost broke out in a cold sweat.

Each of Lord Four's games would bring this kind of amazing scene. It was really a shocking spectacle.

The director for the National Championships murmured in his heart: Great, I have all the material needed for a National Championships documentary. In the future, when I introduce how great of an event the 1170th National Championships had been, I will put in a cut of the public screen. It really gives a strong visual impact...

The two players came off the stage at a brisk pace and soon recovered from the rhythm of the game.

Although they'd been extremely cruel and fierce in the virtual arena, they were both calm players in reality. To use their fans' words, they were 'abstinent male god'... gods.

Crimson adjusted his collar, breathed a sigh of relief, and came forward to shake hands with Tyron. He said, "I hadn't expected that I wouldn't be able to hold on to my title until the end of my era and would lose the championship position in my last National Championships. However, I am very convinced about my loss to you."

Tyron had never had much to say when he faced his defeated opponents.

However, Crimson was indeed a very good mage, and he was very close to what a real mage was like in a Western fantasy world. It gave Tyron a subtle sense of familiarity, and at this moment, when he heard the other admit that he was going to quit the PVP arena, he asked, "Is PVE interesting?"

A trace of a smile suddenly appeared on Crimson's reserved and cold face. He glanced over at the 'huge back palace harem' in his friends and family seating area briefly and said, "You can give it a try. What's interesting isn't the PVE itself but fighting alongside your comrades."

After that, the two male contestants reverted back to their iceberg mode. When faced with the host's microphone, they gave the shortest possible answers, and there were no more than three words strung together at a time.