I, the All-Class Magus, All My Awakening Skills are LvMax - Chapter 305

Chapter 305: Chapter305-I Want Him!
After twisting off Wildtiger’s head, Victor remained composed, casually tossing aside what was in his hand as if discarding trash.

The spectators in the stands erupted into a fervent cheer, as if what they were witnessing was their future.

They screamed loudly for Immortal Messenger, and even the announcer’s voice grew more excited.

“Immortal Messenger continues to uphold his legend of invincibility!”

This announcement spurred another wave of cheers and screams; everyone was applauding Victor.

However, the expressions on John and his companions’ faces had turned sour.

They knew that these events were likely not so simple for them.

The stronger Victor appeared in this place, the more valuable he was here.

If they wanted to take him away unharmed, the cost to them would be much greater.

“This is quite interesting. How much would it cost to buy him?” John asked the maid beside him, feigning nonchalance.

The maid still wore her faint smile.

“I’m sorry, sir, but once someone enters the arena, they cannot be redeemed unless you defeat him as a challenger. Then, you would have the right to dispose of him as you see fit,” she explained.

“Alternatively, you could offer the total amount of money he has won since his first appearance.”

After the maid’s explanation, Silver Tear and Dark Fox’s expressions momentarily stiffened.

They knew the captain’s strength better than anyone else.

Even though they had sparred with him before, it was only because the captain had held back, considering they were his own team.

If the captain were truly to unleash his full force against them, they wouldn’t last even half a move!

“If I win, I can do anything I want? Even if it means killing him or taking him away, anything at all?” John asked in his usual calm manner.

Upon receiving an affirmative response from the maid, his expression still turned more serious.

Others might not know, but he was acutely aware of Victor’s formidable abilities.

If Victor were truly to fight without restraint, he likely wouldn’t stand a chance.

“You mentioned that with money, anything is possible here, so could I possibly pay someone to fight in my place?” John inquired.

Upon hearing John’s suggestion, Silver Tear’s eyes lit up instantly.

Of course!

How had they not thought of that?

If this place truly claimed that money could solve any problem, then all they needed to do was to pay someone to fight the captain.

If they won, they could redeem him!

“I’m sorry, sir, Immortal Messenger has won 100 consecutive matches, and the only challengers who could possibly win against him are those close to the master, but those individuals do not participate in the arena,” the maid explained with gentle composure, her expression unchanging despite the gravity of her words.

She maintained a faint smile as if she had not just delivered disappointing news.

John raised an eyebrow in response.

Truth be told, he had always found the maid to be quite gentle with him, and she seemed to answer whatever he asked straightforwardly.

He suddenly recalled another option she had mentioned.

“How much exactly has this man won since he started competing?”

The maid gracefully poured a glass of wine for John before responding.

“Setting aside other details for now, Immortal Messenger appears every three days and faces five challengers each time. The bets involving Immortal Messenger in each match exceed 100 million federal coins, with additional external bets and related insurances bringing the total to about 300 million federal coins.”

“That is just the minimum amount. At his peak, the record was broken at 3 billion federal coins. Over the course of a month, Immortal Messenger appears ten days, which means he can generate at least 100 billion federal coins for our Rose Hotel. Even after distributing dividends to various parties, we still retain about 60 billion federal coins. Considering his strength, you would need to offer ten times the amount.”

“May I ask, sir, can you produce 600 billion federal coins?”

The maid’s smile remained warm and radiant, yet her words felt like a bucket of cold water poured over John’s head.

There was something else she didn’t say aloud.

This cash cow was one of the top assets within the Rose Hotel, and even if they could muster the money, the owner might not be willing to let go.

With such a lucrative source, 600 billion federal coins could be recouped in less than a year.

No one would willingly part with that, unless the offered price was extraordinarily tempting, or if the person making the offer was too influential to offend.

While it was unclear why the owner held this individual in such high regard, judging solely by what had been demonstrated, he did not seem to merit such value.

Silver Tear also fell silent.

Their group, Hidden Stars, was relatively well-compensated, and they received additional commissions after completing missions.

Sometimes, a particularly fortunate mission could net them tens of millions of federal coins.

They never considered money to be of paramount importance.

As long as they had enough for themselves, they could live very comfortably in the Imperial Capital.

But now it seemed… they suddenly felt they were far too poor.

So poor that they couldn’t even afford the ransom to free their captain!

600 billion!

And there was no guarantee the other party would even agree to release him.

They simply could not afford that amount.

Silver Tear felt a sense of despair wash over her, and even Dark Fox’s face sank to its lowest.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm his emotions, but he found it impossible, given the overwhelming difficulty of their situation.

Even if they were all chopped up and sold by weight, they wouldn’t fetch 600 billion!

It seemed the only option left was to challenge Victor themselves.

But the captain’s formidable strength was well-known; challenging him seemed an impossible task.

What could they do? How should they proceed?

It looked entirely like a dead end.

Meanwhile, back in the arena, the announcer continued detailing the circumstances while introducing two more challengers.

Like those before them, these challengers sought to quickly defeat Victor.

Yet Victor remained unchanged from start to finish, his facial expression unaltered.

He stood silently in place, letting the two men charge towards him.

As they neared him, everyone screamed out.

Why wasn’t he moving?

Did he truly feel that invincible?

Or did he simply not consider these two challengers worthy of his attention?

My God, what kind of strength does he possess?

It’s terrifying.

If he really doesn’t regard them as threats, then his power might be even more formidable than they imagined.

The next second, Victor moved!

Like before, he swiftly elevated his body, levitating in mid-air.

However, the two challengers were well-prepared and had strategies ready; how could they be so easily deceived?

Without any hesitation, both challengers pressed their toes against the ground, forcefully pushing downwards.

They swept toward Victor once again!

Their weapons aimed directly at Victor’s vital points—this was a genuine attempt on his life!