Destiny Mission of game 'Star Ring'-Chapter 1610 - 1282: Showdown 9 (Additional - for Alliance Master Jue Ying Xuan Tian) (Third Update)
"Are you crazy, just bet a little, you keep betting, how much do you plan to wager?"
"I’ll bet until Griros’ side stops increasing."
"How is that possible, if anyone saw an idiot giving away money like that, they’d continuously bet on it."
"Then I’ll bet until I’m out of money."
Su Mo replied with a smile.
The Creator Swallower heard Su Mo’s words and was almost driven mad with anger.
Time ticked away little by little.
Until two in the morning, Su Mo had bet all the Star Coins he had.
The bets on Griros and Krisia had turned into 282 trillion Star Coins VS 71 trillion Star Coins.
The most terrifying betting pool in history was born.
"Done."
Su Mo took a deep breath and said.
The Creator Swallower said in a low voice:
"You’re just giving money to the other side."
"Whether or not I’m giving money, we’ll find out tomorrow. Alright, let’s sleep."
Su Mo stretched, feeling pleased as he lay down on the bed.
...
The next morning, Su Mo got up very early.
He washed up a bit, feeling invigorated as he left the room.
Today’s match was different from before; he bet everything he had. It was either return to square one or soar to new heights overnight.
You know, Star Coins are very hard to earn nowadays. The entire Alliance struggles to mine on Ceres for a year and might not even earn a trillion Star Coins, let alone an individual.
The only reason Su Mo managed to earn such a large amount before was like a blind cat stumbling upon a dead mouse, finding treasure.
Otherwise, Su Mo would still be worried about that debt of a hundred thousand Star Coins.
This gamble also affects whether Su Mo lives in luxury in the future or tightens his belt to get by.
However, this time, Su Mo did not go to the viewing platform of the Mechanical Empire.
After all, Icaroya was spectating there. He didn’t want to join the crowd, especially since he was one of the competitors. If Icaroya remembered him and he lost the match, it would be too awkward.
Soon after, Su Mo arrived at Black Iron Square in the Mechanical Corpse Imperial City.
It was a giant open-air square, equipped with large-scale holographic projection equipment inside, capable of displaying battle competitions.
Although the viewing experience wasn’t as good as the viewing platform, the atmosphere was strong.
Now, with an hour left before the opening match, over a million people had already gathered here in a dense crowd.
The scene was extremely lively, with many even bringing semi-spherical floating chairs for comfortable viewing.
Su Mo exerted some effort to squeeze in and found a relatively good spot to quietly wait.
At this time, chatter reverberated around him.
"What do you guys think, how many minutes will it take for Lord Griros to end the match?"
"I bet it’ll be over in five minutes."
"Haha! Makes sense."
...
Su Mo glanced at the citizens of the Mechanical Empire excitedly discussing the match, noticing that this empire’s populace was relatively more fierce.
In this aspect, they resembled the Galmotos Empire a bit.
Quickly, an hour passed.
The match was about to start.
At this moment, Su Mo couldn’t help but glance at the betting board, and his eyes widened.
The final closed bets amounted to 422 trillion Star Coins VS 72 trillion Star Coins.
It was insane.
But quickly, Su Mo was snapped back by the deafening cheers of the crowd, as the match had begun.
The holographic projection equipment started working, and a massive projection appeared.
The vast Starry Sky Arena came into view, with all the spectators excitedly gearing up for action, as if they themselves were about to compete.
At this moment, a stream of light rapidly approached from afar, and it gracefully landed on the stage as it neared.
It was Krisia piloting the V Generation Biological Mecha, Wing Breeze, with a gray, robust Long Spear in hand.
The Creator Swallower then said to Su Mo, "See that? The Immortal Empire doesn’t have any better Mechas for her. There’s no suspense in this battle."
"Not necessarily, at least she’s not switching weapons," Su Mo coughed and replied.
The Creator Swallower glanced at the Long Spear in Krisia’s hand and said, "Never seen it before, even if it’s slightly better than her original weapon, it doesn’t change anything."
Just then, from the distant starry sky, a stream of light fell towards the stage like a meteor.
Boom!
A special Pure Mechanical Mecha, standing two hundred meters tall and exuding a cold aura of death, made entirely of strange metal, with a flawless humanoid body like a perfect artwork, appeared with six pairs of elongated jet wings embedded on its back.
Seeing the Mecha that appeared, the citizens of the Mechanical Empire were completely ecstatic, and the entire square burst into thunderous cheers once again.
"Griros!"
"Griros!"
...
Su Mo observed the Mecha piloted by Griros, his eyes slightly shifting, and he said with a hint of surprise.
"Future Messenger."
"I told you earlier, the Mecha Griros is using is likely a Fake VI Generation, but you didn’t believe it. While there are miracles in this world, they don’t happen every time. Let’s take this as a lesson." Su Mo was told in a low voice by the Creator Swallower.
"Not necessarily."
Su Mo remained silent for a few seconds, then suddenly responded.
The Creator Swallower was also quite surprised by Su Mo’s words, but it didn’t say anything.
Since there was a difference in opinion, let the facts speak for themselves.
On the viewing platform of the Mechanical Empire.
Emperor Isaac watched as Griros appeared, his tense, aged face couldn’t help but break into a relieved smile as he spoke to Icaroya.
"Lord of Icaroya, my son will not disappoint your expectations."
"Hmm."
Icaroya only replied indifferently, with no change in expression, leaving no clue of what she was thinking.
At this time, the referee’s mechanical ball appeared. However, it didn’t descend this time; it directly announced from above the two.
"The match begins!"
However, after the announcement, neither side made the first move.
Griros stared steadily at Krisia and said confidently.
"Surrender."
Krisia raised her left hand in salute to Griros, then lifted the inconspicuous gray-gold Long Spear with her right hand, pointing it at Griros, formally issuing a challenge.
This scene was like a child challenging a giant.
Wing Breeze and Future Messenger, even without considering performance, had a gigantic size disparity. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦
Seeing Krisia’s response, Griros raised his silver Long Spear, pointing it at Krisia, formally accepting her challenge.
The next second, Griros controlled the Future Messenger, unleashing terrifying speed, charging directly in a thunderous attack.
His speed was so fast that before the audience could react, Griros had already appeared in front of Krisia, with his silver Long Spear striking directly at Wing Breeze’s chest.
