I materialized a sci-fi fortress in a magical world.

Luo Yue could sense that although McVeigh acknowledged him, he was also unwilling to admit defeat and wanted to regain his composure in other ways, so he spoke up again:

"Have those two ignorant scoundrels, the classical school and the liberal school, come to you?"

"They came, but they didn't get what they wanted."

"Well done!"

McVision laughed even harder, and couldn't wait to tell Roy about their past grievances and grudges, and then encouraged her:

"Although our school is not as well-established or as large as those two, when it comes to unity and protecting our own, we are second to none. You don't need to worry about offending them. Even if you go out, they won't dare to make things difficult for you unless they have the courage to face the wrath of the Great Witch."

"Thanks for reminding me, I'll remember."

Luo Yue nodded and quickly pinned the insignia to his chest.

I recalled the results of the previous two divinations, both of which leaned towards 'optimism,' indicating that the great witch's intimidating power was still quite strong.

The two chatted for a bit longer when they suddenly heard a commotion coming from the stage outside.

"Time to activate [Pleasing] again, wanna go check it out?"

"it is good."

The two then went to the balcony and saw the familiar large turntable again, which had already started spinning.

A moment later, the roulette wheel was about to land on [Number 3 - Talent - Poetry], but the same unexpected event as before occurred. Under the manipulation of the tweezers' large hands, the poetry recitation was replaced by the Endless Colosseum.

"How could this happen? Two identical projects?"

McVes frowned.

Luo Yue also reached out and rubbed his chin, asking:

"Is this unexpected?"

"At least it's not mentioned in the information I have... Wait a minute, I'll go listen to what that classical guy has to say; he knows more about this place than we do."

As he spoke, he prepared to return to his private room, but before leaving, he added:

"Don't meditate yet, I'll be back soon."

For a normal monk, once he enters meditation, he cannot leave at will. It would be a waste of the daily opportunity and would also create a certain mental burden. He cannot be like Luo Yue, who could arbitrarily "go in and out".

"Okay, I won't close the door. Just come in from behind."

Just as Royo was speaking, the arena reappeared on the stage. The damage Royo had caused was completely restored, and the noisy audience reappeared, making a series of strange noises.

Before long, the chosen number 3 was ready and arrived at the center of the field.

Somewhat surprisingly, this guy was wearing a set of shiny silver knight's plate armor, holding a sword in one hand and a shield in the other, clearly not a mage.

The armor also bears the insignia of the church, proving its origin.

"A warrior from the church?"

Luo Yue was somewhat surprised.

The church in the Old World does not have the path of "Clergy," even though this path is described by Celestina as "complete."

Luo Yue certainly couldn't know the specific reasons; he only knew that the church's extraordinary individuals were religious mages and warriors.

Moreover, there has been no pope to date, so it can only be called the "Church" rather than the "Palace".

However, in terms of scale and influence, at least from Royo's current limited understanding, it is larger than the Papacy of the New World.

The church had tried to preach in the town before, but Rojo persuaded the mayor and the pharmacy owner, and instigated the townspeople to go and ask for eggs, which quickly drove the church away.

But they were not willing to give up, and they came back again with several truckloads of eggs.

The next day, the townspeople came demanding soap and shampoo...

The church never came again after that, perhaps they gave up on this poor and remote place.

Therefore, it's likely that Royo and the church don't get along, and he certainly wouldn't be cheering or applauding from above.

The key issue is that this church warrior's performance was rather poor...

Before McVeigh could return, he was cleaved in two, shield and all, by the tweezers-wielding axe-wielding man.

He only lasted three rounds before he was finished...

"Wow... this is so bad!"

Luo Yue hadn't expected this outcome. He had originally planned to observe how the samurai fought, since it was the only path that could rival the mystics in the 'PVP' arena, making it something he couldn't help but care about.

Is that all?

At this moment, McVeigh also jogged back to the private room and hurriedly said:

"Numbers 7 and 8 seem to still be meditating; I've been knocking on their doors for ages and there's been no response..."

As he spoke, he happened to see the body of the church warrior, split in two, slowly disappear into the arena, causing the tweezers around him to let out even more excited screams.

"Huh? The arena's already over? So fast?"

Influenced by Royo, he also thought that the Colosseum was a performance event with a low difficulty level, at least in the first few rounds. He never expected that the people from the church would be defeated so quickly.

"That person should be alright, right? Wasn't the [Night Banquet] supposed to be very safe?"

Luo Yue asked with some concern.

"I think so? This place has been operating for many years and has never had an accident."

McVess also scratched his head, his tone somewhat hesitant.

The discrepancy between this "Night Banquet" and the information provided is already quite noticeable...

Just then, another commotion broke out on the stage, and the giant turntable reappeared, this time right in the Colosseum.

Even when it's spinning, only the outermost ring of numbers rotates, while the specific events are frozen in the arena.

It no longer slowly rotates for a long time, but freezes on number 17 after a few seconds, and the previous countdown has been cut down to only 2 minutes.

Judging from the hurried and reluctant expression on the person's face, it's very likely that they didn't walk up the steps on their own, but were forcibly thrown in.

The Colosseum seemed to be in a hurry and didn't want to keep the audience waiting...

At this moment, Royo's mystical intuition also began to stir, making him increasingly uneasy.

"It seems there really is a problem with [The Banquet]. Could you go check on Number 3?"

"Number 3? You mean...?"

"Yes, I suspect he might really be dead."

After hearing Luo Yue's guess, McVision's expression also became serious. He quickly rushed out of the private room to check on the situation of number 3.

The moment he turned around, the outcome of the battle was already decided in the arena...

The newly introduced character performed even worse than number 3. He didn't even manage to cast a single spell before the axe-wielding man closed in on him and chopped off his head with a single axe blow.

Luo Yue couldn't stay still any longer and rushed to VIP room number 17, knocking on the door first.

There was no movement; instead, a strong smell of blood filled the air…

He didn't care about anything else and kicked the door open.

Inside was a headless corpse lying in a pool of blood.