Summit Farmer
Chapter 2084 - 2082: Preparing to Enter

Chapter 2084: Chapter 2082: Preparing to Enter

Alden Martin appears to be a young man at first glance, but Peter Brown can still sense an air of decay about him.

He must have used some method to preserve his youthful appearance!

Upon seeing Alden Martin, Peter felt a hint of guilt. Without him, Alden would still have had a chance to enter the Cultivation Technique Space. Just as he was about to say something, he noticed Alden eyeing him with pride and heard a snort as he said, "So you’re Peter Brown!"

Seeing his expression, Peter understood immediately; this guy hated him. This initial interaction was telling—his temperament really wasn’t all that great, no wonder he couldn’t advance his cultivation even with a Quasi Saint’s backing.

"Indeed, I am Peter Brown."

"You should drop out. As long as you do, I’ll just cripple your cultivation, but you’ll still become a Divine Being."

Peter was shocked. He hadn’t expected Alden’s resentment to be so intense that he’d go straight for crippling him.

Honestly, if Alden had offered him some benefits, perhaps Peter really would have considered dropping out. But after seeing Alden’s attitude, Peter knew there was absolutely no chance for harmony between them.

If that’s the case, then let’s have it out.

What does it matter if he’s a Quasi Saint? Peter had always been a fighter; such things never weighed heavily on his mind.

Ignoring Alden completely, Peter’s gaze shifted to the fissure.

Truth be told, Peter had never ventured that deep inside before, and he wasn’t bursting with confidence. He truly didn’t know what to expect during this entry.

When Alden saw Peter ignoring him, his anger flared. He huffed, "Kid, watch how I deal with you once I get inside. Don’t think you’re invincible just because you’re under the protection of a Quasi Saint."

Peter gave Alden a look and taunted, "To be under the wing of a Quasi Saint and still be so unaccomplished, if I were you, I’d just find a stone to bash my own head in."

"You!"

While the two were verbally sparring, two Quasi Saints were watching from a mysterious location. Hearing what Peter said, the Quasi Saint supporting him burst into laughter, slapping the table and exclaiming, "The kid’s got guts, good! Good!"

The other Quasi Saint’s face was a picture of embarrassment, looking at their protégé and feeling a profound ’hate that iron cannot become steel’ disappointment, as their gaze fell back on Peter.

"That little brat is asking for death!"

"The Saints have decreed, this is a contest for the younger generation to handle themselves, surely you wouldn’t stoop to confront that kid, right? Hehe."

"Hmph, there’s no need for me to intervene. With his meager cultivation, entering there is tantamount to a death sentence. Don’t think that just because you gave him a bit of Extreme Fire Divine Thunder, he will be safe."

"Alright then, let’s both of us stay out of it and let them fight it out. What would you say if that kid actually takes down Alden?"

"Hmph, if Alden with his cultivation of over 3,000 Star Positions can’t take that kid down, then he might as well do as the kid suggested—find a stone and bash his head in!"

"Great!"

Neither of them spoke any more, and even turned away their attentive gazes.

Both regarded Peter’s entry into the Domain of Magic with skepticism, convinced that it spelled certain death for him.

Unaware of their discussion, Peter was filled with fighting spirit.

Similarly, Alden regarded Peter as good as dead.

"Prepare yourselves; the entry will begin soon. Remember, once you’re in, you need to swiftly charge forward. Occasionally, there will be patrols from the Demon Clan’s People, and if they are able to kill you, the victor will be declared automatically. Beyond the fissure lies the territory of the Demon Clan. This time, the goal is for you to penetrate five thousand li and eliminate Demon Clan’s People. After reaching that point, a signal will manifest, and only then will your kills on Demon Clan’s People count."

They had both been informed of this once already, so they stood silently, fully understanding what was expected of them.

At this time, many Soldiers were observing the two from their positions, aware of some of the situation and knowing that the duel between them was for Quota eligibility.

Glancing at Peter and then assessing Alden’s cultivation, and upon learning of Alden’s Quasi Saint mentor, they all could only sigh, really not holding Peter in high regard.

"Damn, isn’t this just bullying!"

"That’s the lot of the grassroots, nothing can be done."

"I hope Alden dies in the Domain of Magic!"

"That’s impossible. Wouldn’t a Quasi Saint give him something to save his life? But as for Peter, even with money he can’t buy a decent Divine Artifact; this time, it’s truly dangerous for him!"

Everyone was discussing their fates, with little confidence in Peter.

"To aid your entry, Our Army will launch an attack on the fissure region. Once you go in, take care of yourselves."

Instantly, the military flag convened, a Gun materializing out of thin air, with countless military flags converging upon it.

At this moment, Peter had already retracted his military flag, now devoid of any militaristic insignia on his person.

"Get ready!"

As the command was given, Alden gestured and a suit of battle armor appeared in his hand, which he then ceremoniously donned. The armor enveloped his entire body, encapsulating him within.

That was not all; a giant battle knife appeared in Alden’s hand, exuding a violent aura.

On closer inspection, Alden also cast a defense talisman around his already armored exterior, multiplying his layers of defense.

After completing these preparations, Alden looked towards Peter with a smug expression.

Peter, meanwhile, had only summoned a Star Energy Shield to protect his front, then coated it with a faint layer of Faith energy.

Given that everyone knew he possessed an abundance of Faith energy, using it as defense was unsurprisingly inconspicuous.

Upon seeing Peter reinforcing himself with a thin layer of Faith Defense, Alden took out a jar filled with Faith energy and poured its contents over himself, accumulating a more substantial layer than Peter’s Faith Defense.

In view of these actions, the onlookers were assessing the situation, and upon observing Peter’s setup, they collectively sighed once more. Comparing the preparations, Peter appeared significantly disadvantaged against Alden.

The General overseeing the operation glanced at the two and also shook his head discreetly.

Nonetheless, while there was a disparity in their strengths, this was still a contest of opportunity.