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Language barriers still exist in Terra in some situations.

But they all sensed the resentment in those words.

Bardock's meaning is like a word of magic that can convey meaning to these people without them needing to understand it.

Many people only feel a sudden numbness in their head, a blackout before their eyes, and a burning sensation in their groin before losing consciousness.

Of course, this doesn't mean Bardock has any magical superpowers.

The sheer intimidation of their presence and the danger they exuded successfully triggered a self-preservation instinct that these high-ranking individuals had never considered.

—Fainting and incontinence, just like a real corpse that has just died, abandoning all so-called dignity and rationality, and using it all to completely disguise the appearance of death.

A very small number of viewers who simply felt their legs go weak had no idea what was happening.

They regained their senses after collapsing due to a strange smell emanating from the people around them, and screamed. However, unable to run, they could only struggle and wriggle on the ground like maggots.

"Who the hell are you?!"

However, people who are still able to move around still exist.

Bardock looked in the direction of the sound, and at the same time Meteor arrived at the two immobilized infected children and urged them to leave quickly in a language they could understand—to be honest, Meteor, who lived on Rhodes Island, had long been accustomed to this level of pressure without even realizing it.

Those who were only now reacting to the unusual situation came in a long stream from the other roads leading to the arena.

At the same time, many people came to the audience seats and rushed towards those audience members who were slumped on the ground or struggling.

And these people, at least the leaders, were all wearing what appeared to be fairly complete knightly armor.

They are the security personnel for this place.

However, they usually only use their force against the infected in the arena.

"Hey...you guys! Get him! Arrest this troublemaker! Killing him is fine too!"

A burly man in armor covered in spikes yelled at Bardock and gave orders to the men behind him.

The only reason he had the courage to shout was because he wasn't the one who was supposed to step forward.

But the people behind him just stood there hesitantly, looking at each other blankly, not daring to move forward.

Even though Bardock no longer exudes that aura, these people still feel a strong sense of crisis.

"Damn it... I said 'Get going!'"

The burly man suddenly raised his arm in front of him, lifted the armor on his upper arm, revealing several buttons.

The person behind panicked for a moment, but his hand was already on it.

"Ughhhhhh!!!!"

Screams filled the air as the person behind him convulsed, as if enduring unimaginable pain.

“Mr. Bardock, those people behind him are infected...and those are...slave shackles? How can there still be a slave trade in Kazimierz? Can we please not hurt those people?”

As Meteor explained, he reminded Bardock.

"...Slaves, huh? There are indeed such guys in the legion."

Bardock glanced at the ring-shaped objects around the necks of those people, then stared at the arm of the arrogant man in shackles.

Even if he doesn't understand machines at all, he understands the connection between the two.

"All of you, get up here! Want to get electrocuted again?!"

The burly man turned around to look at the infected slaves struggling to stand, then raised his hand as if to press a button.

But this time, the place I pressed seemed empty.

The strange sensation in his arm prompted him to look back there—but there was nothing there.

The entire upper arm is gone.

The wound, which exposed the cross-section of muscles, bones, and blood vessels, seemed to suddenly realize that it had been cut off, and a large amount of blood plasma gushed out.

Blood splattered everywhere, like a runaway dragon's head spilling pools of blood on the ground.

"Aaaaaaahhhhhh!!!! My hand!!!! My hand!!!"

The severed arm fell to the ground, and a foot stomped down on it mercilessly.

Armor, electronic components, muscles, and bones were crushed and mixed together in an instant.

Bardock stomped on the other man's arm, crushing the controller connected to the stun gun.

Then, a hook punch from below struck the man's abdominal armor.

He wasn't pierced; he was simply sent flying upwards like a cannonball.

He was about to crash into the barrier separating the stands from the arena.

It must be said that the inner field must have cost a lot of money, because the protection here is not like the outer field which is separated by railings, but by transparent reinforced glass, which covers the entire arena like a lampshade.

"Splat!!!"

But when the burly man's armored body collided with the glass wall, the sound was not that of armor hitting a hard object, but rather a strange sound that could only be produced by something viscous being squeezed out.

It's like smashing a rotten tomato against a wall.

People could no longer discern what the original was; all that remained was a large patch of bright red filth that had erupted onto it.

"Crack...crack...crack..."

Then, centered on the stain, the glass cover continued to crack and shake, emitting a series of piercing sounds.

"Smack—!!!!!"

The entire glass dome collapsed.

Large slabs of thick glass fell down.

Then it was blown around by a violent storm and pinned to the outer wall.

The barrier between the stands and the arena has disappeared.

The staff who rushed to rescue these important guests were also stunned in the audience.

"Heh... such a large-scale offensive is probably comparable to the Candle Knights of yesteryear."

Another voice rang out, and a heavily armored knight carrying a giant sword walked towards Bardock from another passage.

"Hmph, heaven knows what methods you used; not a single beast in the cage dares to come out. But be thankful, you'll be swiftly and mercilessly slain by me before the mounted police and the Knights arrive..."

The giant sword on his back danced, the wind pressure generated by the blade blowing away the surrounding dust. His massive body seemed completely unhindered by the weight of his armor, charging forward at lightning speed while the blade gleamed.

No opponent who took that blow head-on ever survived!

Once a knight, he was stripped of his status for repeatedly killing people in the arena. Lacking sufficient background, he chose to continue to unleash his unparalleled strength as a bodyguard in the Infected Arena.

At the height of his fame, the audience at the Flame Blade Arena knew his name like the back of their hand; his name was—

"Take my name with you to another world! My name is—"

The blade, whipping up a whirlwind, slashed towards Bardock, while arrogantly proclaiming its identity.

"roll!"

A beam of light shone forth, and Bardock's raised arm effortlessly engulfed the knight, who hadn't finished speaking, in a massive burst of energy.

[Main Text] Terra's World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament. Debate Chapter: Chapter Thirty-Four: Don't Even Think About Taking Them Away

The enormous beam of light continued to advance.

First, it reduced the knight, whose title was unknown, to dust, and then it touched the wall further back.

The surface, reinforced with materials designed to meet combat requirements, was instantly pierced.

Next came the melting down of the underground structure further back—this building, which was originally located inside the mobile platform, had long been deeply embedded in the platform's core.

However, Bardock's strike, aimed directly forward, continued to penetrate without any hindrance.

"A calamity cloud!!!"

The residents living on the platform's surface had not yet recovered from the chaos of the sudden gathering of dark clouds when the tremors beneath their feet made them even more panicked.

"Earthquake!!!!"

However, some people at higher elevations noticed the unnatural nature of the tremor.

Instead of the entire city shaking, a straight, abrupt bulge appeared on the platform, as if all the roads and buildings in its path were being lifted up.

Visually, it looks like a sand worm moving under the soft soil.

But people are also very clear that there could not possibly be such a huge sandworm that could move freely through steel.

A colossal mobile platform, composed of three city-states and a great knightly territory, rises straight up from one edge and runs through the entire region.

Finally, on the other side of the mobile platform, a huge and dazzling burst of energy erupted from the outer middle section and flew towards the end of the earth.

The reason it wasn't completely pierced was simply because Bardock didn't attack from behind.

Bardak lowered his still-smoking palm.

The air currents generated by the attack blew up the smoke and dust from the melting process, burying Bardock's body inside.

The circular hole in front of it, which is seven or eight meters in diameter, is not particularly large.

But it stretches for countless kilometers, perfectly straight, without any curves, with only caves where molten iron drips from the metal, and you can still see the land beyond the platform at a glance.

Bardak raised his head and looked at the remaining men who were still armed.

At this moment, both the fully armed arena security personnel and the infected summoned to eliminate this uninvited guest reacted only to that cold gaze—

"Aaaaaaaaahh ...

Scream, then run away.

Those who came after them were not subjected to that oppressive force, and at least retained that ability to move.

Where do you want to go?

Bardock flashed and gave chase.

Meteor, stunned and dumbfounded by the tunnel-like attack trajectory, even forgot to tell Bardock not to kill easily—at least to choose the right target.

"Mr. Bardock! Stop!!!"