MTLNOVEL Chapter 420: Regret?
"Stop fucking around, you worthless piece of trash! So what if you're a Level 5 Beast Master? As long as you can't kill me, I won't give up fighting!" Jace shouted through gritted teeth.
Jace was doing everything he could to mobilize the elemental energy within him, and a powerful attack was forming in his hands.
That's right, he didn't want to just passively take hits and suffer attacks, he wanted to strike back!
Even with the strength of a Level 3 Beast Master, he wouldn't just sit tight and wait for death against a Level 5 Beast Master!
Wayne looked at the light in Jace's hands and sneered dismissively. This level of attack probably couldn't even break through a Level 5 Beast Master's defenses.
The energy of lightning in the arena was growing increasingly intense, and around Wayne's body, bolts of lightning were appearing, crackling with sound, it was the powerful roar of thunder!
As the energy reached its peak, Wayne threw the skill in his hand towards Jace without hesitation.
However, surprisingly, Jace didn't make any attempt to dodge, instead, he directly faced Wayne's attack!
"Is Jace really that foolish? Is he trying to get himself killed?" The audience gasped in shock, unable to comprehend Jace's actions.
"Yeah, a Level 3 Beast Master facing a Level 5 Beast Master, and he won't just surrender early? This is just too stupid."
"I think so too. If it were me, I would have surrendered a long time ago. After all, Wayne's lightning attacks look incredibly painful!"
"Look over there! Jace is being tortured by the lightning energy and is about to pass out!"
All the spectators below couldn't help but focus their attention on Jace. They saw him trembling all over, his skin turning charred black, his hair and eyebrows completely gone, and blood oozing from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose.
Yet Jace's right hand, the attack skill he had condensed from his elemental energy, remained intact, instead, it trembled slightly as it adjusted its direction, locking onto Wayne!
"Whoosh!"
Jace's attack flew swiftly toward Wayne. Wayne, who was tormenting Jace with his own lightning energy, didn't have time to dodge and chose to withstand Jace's attack using his Level 5 Beast Master's physical prowess!
"Bang!"
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A sound akin to a balloon bursting rang out, and Wayne frowned slightly.
He wasn't hurt at all, that previous attack was completely insignificant, as if it merely aimed to make contact with him.
Though it was fast, it lacked any power.
"Trash is just trash. Even if you hit me, what does it matter? It did no damage at all. Now, just enjoy the pain of my lightning energy ravaging your body!" Wayne wore a smug smile on his face.
Seeing Jace's expression of agony, he felt a sense of pleasure wash over him.
This was the feeling!
The only valuable thing a lowly commoner could provide was the delightful sound of their wretched screams!
And the humble pleas, along with the exhilarating fear!
This is how commoners should behave when facing nobles.
"Enough! The outcome of this match is already clear. Wayne, please stop the fight immediately." The referee couldn't bear to watch any longer, if this continued, Jace would be in danger of losing his life!
Wayne acted as if he hadn't heard, his gaze fixed on Jace, filled with the enjoyment of tormenting someone else.
At that moment, a chilling sensation crept up from beneath the arena.
Wayne's body suddenly stiffened, and he instinctively ceased channeling his lightning energy, looking back to see Charles staring at him.
What kind of eyes were those? They held no emotion, cold and unyielding like eternal ice, suffocating and hard to breathe around!
Wayne had never seen such a gaze before—a look that sent shivers down his spine!
"Referee, I've stopped fighting. Please announce the result of the match." Wayne urged, unable to meet Charles's eyes and turning instead to the referee.
"The match is over, the winner is Wayne." the referee announced loudly.
Wayne let out a sigh of relief, the piercing gaze had vanished.
"Why is no one cheering? I'm the ultimate victor!" Wayne noticed that the atmosphere felt a bit off.
Upon closer inspection, he realized that Charles had somehow made his way onto the arena floor.
"What do you want? Our match hasn't even started yet!" Wayne instinctively took two steps back, he hadn't had the chance to use the special miracle drug that could enhance his strength.
In his current state, if he were to fight Charles, he might not stand a chance!
However, Charles paid no attention to Wayne, his gaze towards Wayne was as indifferent as one might have for wildflowers by the roadside.
Just as Charles was about to bend down and carry Jace out of the arena, Jace's charred arm suddenly moved.
He slowly shifted his arm, trying desperately to support his body, but he had no strength left and had no choice but to give up.
"Alright, you did very well, very well indeed." Charles said slowly.
There was a rare emotion in his voice, one that even he was unaware of.
"Charles, I hit him, I really hit him!" Jace's voice transformed from weak at first to unusually excited and thrilled.
Charles nodded and replied, "I saw it. I saw everything. You are no longer the person you once were."
Upon hearing this, Jace paused for a moment, then slowly turned his neck to look at Charles in disbelief.
The atmosphere around them was quiet, no one spoke, all held in silence.
Charles reiterated, "You did it."
Jace finally could not hold on any longer and softly said, "Charles, I didn't embarrass you. I am worthy to continue following you. I will..."
Before he could finish, he lost consciousness.
Without any hesitation, Charles reached into his [storage space] and pulled out a bottle radiating orange light, pouring its contents into Jace's mouth.
This was the orange-quality miracle drug specifically concocted by Master Colton for healing purposes.
In just a few breaths, Jace's condition stabilized, and the exposed flesh on his body began to heal slowly.
"Oh my God, I can't be seeing this wrong! The orange-quality miracle drug that Charles just took out!" One person with keen eyes shouted in shock, having recognized the miracle drug.
You must understand, the vast majority of Beast Masters in Genosha had never seen an orange-quality miracle drug, for them, even a blue-quality miracle drug was beyond their means.
Purple-quality miracle drugs were only possessed by a few important figures in Genosha.
As for orange-quality miracle drugs, only Colton, a master-level alchemist, could concoct them in all of Genosha. Each orange-quality miracle drug was enough to drive the Beast Masters of Genosha insane with desire.
This was an incredibly rare item, a life-saving resource in critical moments, and Charles had just taken it out without hesitation, pouring it all into Jace?
Even Wayne, who was watching from the other side, could no longer remain calm. He had paid a hefty price just to obtain a bottle of special miracle drug that could temporarily enhance his strength, and he had only just reached the threshold of orange-quality miracle drugs.
And now Charles had unhesitatingly produced an orange-quality miracle drug for a commoner, a level-three Beast Master?
What a waste!
If he had known, he would have let Jace go and asked Charles to give him that bottle of miracle drug instead!
"You're just going to give him a bottle of orange-quality miracle drug like that?" Wayne couldn't help but ask.
Charles looked at Jace, whose condition had stabilized, and let out a sigh of relief. He knew that this match was crucial for Jace, a key to unraveling his inner turmoil, which was why he had urged the match to continue.
He hadn't expected Wayne to continue enjoying the feeling of tormenting others instead of choosing to end the fight when the referee had called it.
In response to Wayne's question, Charles shot him a cold glance and replied slowly:
"So what if I did? I have plenty of such miracle drugs, but you'd better prepare some yourself. Otherwise, I fear you won't be able to hold up after our match."
Wayne was taken aback, he could clearly sense a change in Charles. This threatening tone was something he had never heard from Charles before.
"What a joke! I'm a level-five Beast Master, you're just a level-four Beast Master! Just wait, I will make you suffer just like your little friend!" Wayne shot back.
To his surprise, Charles's expression turned serious. He fixed his gaze on Wayne and said earnestly:
"Jace is not my subordinate, nor is he my lackey. He is my friend."
"It's all the same, they're both lowly beings!" Wayne scoffed, clearly indifferent to the terminology.
Now that Charles understood the consequences of opposing him, he was ready for their battle.
He just needed to drink that special miracle drug before the match started and then publicly defeat Charles!
Charles took a deep breath and glanced down at the charred Jace before looking back at Wayne, and slowly said:
"You will regret this. You shouldn't have treated my friend this way."
"Regret? Sure, I do feel a bit of regret—regret that I didn't let him suffer a little more and truly torment him." Wayne replied with a smirk, an air of satisfaction still lingering in his expression as if he were relishing the earlier enjoyment.
Charles did not say anything further, Wayne's downfall was already determined.
He would personally bring the other man despair!