Starting from the pirates, pushing the world.

Chapter 2821 Raising the banner of rebellion against the World Government?
10:00 AM.

The sunlight, like a golden veil, poured down without reservation onto every corner of the Duel City.

Inside the Arena of Multiverses, the place was now abuzz with noise and the heat was intense.

Hundreds of thousands of viewers from different worlds, races, and social classes.

People flooded into the venue early through various teleportation points.

The stands, which were large enough to accommodate crowds, were packed to capacity.

Just to watch the upcoming seventh round of 16 knockout match.

With the conclusion of the first six matches, only four players remain in the top sixteen who have yet to make their appearance.

Noel Silver, Yomi Suke, Fana, and Yuno Gringeriol.

All four of them, without exception, came from the Black Grass World.

A real civil war.

This shared force may simply be a clash between acquaintances.

This undoubtedly stimulated the audience's curiosity and anticipation.

however.

At this critical juncture, certain areas of the audience seating have sparked considerable controversy.

"Have you guys noticed a problem?"

An adventurer wearing an indomitable silver badge on his chest frowned and questioned those around him.

"This is the highest-level event ever held by Haixing."

"But in the top 16, there is only one local player from Starfish, Boa Hancock."

"And he's already been knocked into the loser's bracket by Bang from the world of heroes."

The adventurer from the world of Imperial Arms spoke with a hint of confusion.

"Aren't there any strong individuals among the starfish?"

These words immediately caused a small commotion.

Many viewers who were unaware of the situation nodded in agreement, finding some of the points to be valid.

Looking at the list of the top 16, Black Grass World occupies half of them.

The worlds of Heroes and Shikon Jewel also shone brightly.

Only the starfish's native habitat appeared somewhat dim.

"Hmph, ignorance is bliss."

Just then, a cold laugh came from the side.

The speaker was a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and dressed elegantly.

The look in his eyes as he gazed at the adventurer was full of disdain.

"You think what you've seen is the full strength of our Starfish?"

The middle-aged man pushed up his glasses and retorted without any politeness, "The true powerhouses of Starfish have long been recruited by the World Government!"

He looked around at the audience who were listening intently.

His tone revealed undisguised pride.

"And those who can participate in this 'Top 100 Competition'."

"Either they are promising young stars like Hancock."

"Or they are civilians whose strength is not yet enough to attract the attention of the world government."

"It's laughable that you're using the performance in the 'Top 100 Tournament' to measure the strength of Haixing's home region!"

These resounding words instantly silenced all the dissenting voices.

Many people who had some understanding of world governments nodded in agreement.

"This guy is right."

Another Mink tribesman with a scar on his face in the crowd sneered and took over the conversation.

"'The Top 100 Tournament' is nothing more than a competitive game created by the World Government to select promising talents and, incidentally, entertain the public."

His gaze then swept across the surroundings, a dangerous glint flashing in his eyes.

"Whether our starfish is strong or not, we don't need it to prove it."

"If you really want to see it again..."

"Let's just pray that one day some foolish member world will raise the banner of rebellion against the World Government!"

"By then, heh heh~"

These words, tinged with bloodshed and cruelty, swept through the stands like a cold wind.

It sent chills down the spines of many people from other parts of the world.

at the same time.

The discussion in the audience gradually subsided.

Stella, dressed in an elegant gown, and Gaz, dressed as a gladiator, were already on the host's seat, smoothly carrying out the opening ceremony.

The two used extremely approachable and persuasive language.

Quickly and smoothly bypass the tedious formalities of expressing gratitude and reading aloud.

Then.

Stella smiled and handed the main stage over to Gaz, who leaped into the air.

"Roar----"

Accompanied by a deafening roar from the Rathalos.

A wave of intense heat instantly swept across the entire area.

Gaz stood on the broad back of the dragon and suddenly raised the microphone in his hand.

His excited face was filled with enthusiasm for the game.

"Dear viewers! Let's cut to the chase!"

With all his might, Gaz let out a roar that pierced the sky: "After six fierce matches, the round of 16 is about to come to an end!"

"Now let's see who the two players will be in the seventh match?"

The moment the words left his mouth.

A giant holographic virtual image screen reappeared out of thin air.

The photos and names of the remaining four contestants flashed at a dizzying speed.

This moment.

The vast arena of multiverse battles seemed to have been muted.

Hundreds of thousands of audience members at the scene, as well as hundreds of millions of eyes watching on screens, all focused on it.

The atmosphere at the scene was calm, but it was building up to an explosive frenzy.

at the same time.

Noel, Yomi, Fana, and Yuno, each in their own player rest area, had different expressions at that moment.

But without exception, their eyes were more solemn than ever before.

On a certain Fengshi Seat platform.

The members of the 'Black Bulls' are gathered together.

Asta, with his gray-white spiky hair, clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and had fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

He was frantically praying, as if chanting a mantra: "Please don't! Please don't let Yuno, Noel, and Captain Yami run into each other!"

Looking at Asta, who was so nervous he was practically about to lose his mind.

A figure standing behind him couldn't help but sneer.

He was a fierce-looking young man with red hair and a mouthful of sharp teeth.

His hands were casually tucked into the pockets of his black jeans.

He exudes a roguish air that keeps strangers at bay.

It was Zora Ideal, a member of the Black Bulls.

"Hey, shorty, is your brain all muscle?"

Zola unleashed a barrage of taunts.

Those eyes were full of mockery, as if they were looking at an idiot.
"In a two-on-two situation, there are bound to be two of them facing off!"

"This is an arithmetic problem that even a three-year-old could understand, okay?"

Zola curled his lip, his tone tinged with schadenfreude:

"Instead of indulging in unrealistic daydreams here."

"You should think about who should encounter that monster Yuno."

Asta was rendered speechless by Zola's words.

He could only stand there, clutching his head in anguish, jumping up and down in frustration.

At this point, the flickering on the holographic screen finally began to slow down.

【Ding! 】

Accompanied by a crisp and long notification sound.

The scene abruptly ended.

Two strikingly different photos were captured in everyone's view.

When the two people on the screen were clearly seen, the entire audience erupted in an uproar, with whispers and murmurs rising and falling.

On the left side of the large screen, a man with a wild temperament and a rugged appearance was displayed.

He looked somewhat mature, even unkempt.

Her messy black hair was casually draped over her shoulders.

His weathered face bore a listless, lifeless gaze that seemed to have no interest in anything.

He also habitually had a burning cigarette dangling from his mouth.

His attire was extremely casual.

He wore a tight white tank top that showed off his strong muscle lines.

Her lower body was dressed in simple brown trousers and black boots.

The only thing that revealed their identity was the 'Black Bulls' cape casually draped over their shoulders.

This man exuded a dangerous aura that seemed to say, "I hate trouble, but I'm also very good at fighting."