Chapter 478 Triumph in the Arena
It was as if their abilities hadpletely burned out.
Nothing unusual could be detected–nothing at all.
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Only Quentin, standing close to the field, sensed it. He stared at her and felt his own powers faltering, as if they were failing him.
He took two steps back before the feeling finally faded.
Watching Theresa, Quentin couldn’t hide his growing smile. He couldn’t help but think his leader had so many trump cards.
After she took down the fighters from three camps, only about a hundred zombies remained on the battlefield.
All of them had been killed by those ability users.
Theresa unleashed her water–based ability, the one these people knew of. Powerful jets of mist swept over the arena in sessive waves, clearing out the remaining zombies with ease.
Half a minuteter, her Aeroshield retracted.
The arena was a grisly scene. Except for Theresa and the patch of ground behind her, it was nothing but
carnage.
Five hundred zombies and twelve ability users from three camps–all dead.
“I win,” Theresa said calmly.
She raised her head to look at the administrator of Ark Camp Two, who copsed backward into his seat with a thud.
This was a disaster!
Not only had they lost five million tons of food, but they’d also sacrificed the top ten ability users in their
camp.
The administrator of Ark Camp Three, by contrast, watched Theresa with sharp, calcting eyes.
She was far stronger than he had anticipated. Too strong.
A talent like this–if she could be recruited for Ark Camp Three, it would be beyond incredible. But if she couldn’t, she absolutely could not fall into the hands of another camp.
Morgan looked at Theresa, eyes wide with admiration.
She seemed impossible to figure out. Every disy of strength left him in awe.
Someone this remarkable–le had to have her on his side.
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Meanwhile, Lucas‘ side erupted in excitement.
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Kyle and Tyger led their people straight toward Theresa, ready to join her. This was a massive victory.
Lucas, however, smiled quietly, studying Theresa with a new intensity.
Were the two people who had been devoured by zombies just unlucky? Or something else?
He watched as Theresa was lifted and tossed into the air, a grin spreading across his face. Her brilliance was always dazzling, always full of surprises.
The most thrilling part?
Theresa belonged to their camp.
Having her was an honor beyond measure. To outsiders, she was a force of nature, a predator. But to them, she was the sun–the radiant source of hope and strength.
Theresa had won a total of 10.02 million tons of food. Of course, five million tons belonged to her own
camp.
Ark Camp Two had lost both their people and their resources–and badly.
The administrator wanted to argue, but with Ark Camp One and Ark Camp Three watching, there was no
way out.
As the righteous allied camps, both Ark Camp One and Three stood firmly with Theresa.
They had to. Theresa’s victory was fair and clear. Ark Camp Two had suffered massive losses, which meant the other two camps benefited.
It was especially so for Ark Camp Three. They had been cheated out of 2.5 million tons of food in a previous deal for Evoloid, and now Theresa had won double the amount. They would support her unconditionally, demanding Ark Camp Two deliver the food.
Morgan of Ark Camp One needed no convincing. He, too, backed Theresa wholeheartedly. Ark Camp Two had no choice but to fulfill the wager.
No one would leave if they refused to deliver the food.
The leader of Ark Camp Two wanted to scream in frustration, but after weighing the strength of the three camps and Theresa herself, he had no choice but toply.
The same applied to the hundred people on the battlefield. The wager had counted them as stakes–killed, they were forfeit, alive, they belonged to Theresa. And she took them all. (D)
In total, Ark Camp Two lost five million tons of food, their ten strongest fighters, and a hundredborers.
Previously, Ark Camp One had suffered the earliest disaster and taken heavy losses, Ark Camp Three had lost half their assets, and Ark Camp Two had been the wealthiest.
Now, the tides had turned.
Ark Camp One had about four million tons of food left, Ark Camp Three had just over two million, and
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Ark Camp Two was down to barely one million.
The strength of all three camps had taken a serious hit, but ording to the principle of energy conservation, when some grew poorer, some grew richer.
And the richest of all was, of course, Theresa.
Quiet and unassuming, she had amassed a fortune.
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Helicopters shuttled back and forth for three straight days and nights. Theresa’s space–based ability users. -including herself–handled the operation, finally transporting all five million tons of food safely away.
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