Chapter 543: The Mythical Beast Conference Is Over, People Cheer with Joy
Morgans was elated.
But the top experts in the canyon glared at him with enough intensity to kill.
Was this intentional or accidental?
They were left waiting here!
The strongest God Killer Equipment wasn't meant for the contestants at all, was it? It felt like a trick!
They wondered how the mightiest God Killer Equipment, crafted by Yamata God Orochimaru, could be destroyed so easily.
Now it seemed like a carefully staged act.
However, despite their resentment, the God Killer Equipment belonged to its creator, and the contestants had gained from the Mythical Beast Conference.
It was hard to place blame.
The contestants in the three red lofts of the Competitive Canyon were electrified by Morgans' words.
Originally, they were mere mascots, relegated to cheering from the sidelines.
But Morgans' announcement changed everything.
They were thrilled all at once.
As the saying went, the winner was yet to be decided, the world was open, and anyone could be a dark horse.
When hope was planted, waves of desire surged.
Everyone felt they had a chance again.
Morgans' explanation about the orbs and Yamata God Orochimaru seal was particularly inspiring.
It was a protective shield for the weak!
If someone became a contractor of an orb, even if discovered by a strong figure, it wouldn't be snatched away immediately without negotiation.
Killing the contractor would cause the orb to vanish, like a Devil Fruit, and reappear randomly somewhere in the sea.
To gather all eight orbs quickly, brute force wouldn't suffice.
Otherwise, who knew where the orbs would end up?
If they landed in a perilous, uncharted place, how long would it take to collect them and unlock the Mythical Demon's Return?
The stakes were too complex to unravel now.
For ordinary people, this was a beacon of hope.
They might leverage this to gain favor with major forces, rise to prominence, and perhaps become one of the controllers of the ultimate God Killer Equipment.
With access to a God Killer Equipment said to wield divine power, what couldn't they achieve?
The Mythical Beast Conference proved this point.
With so many treasures at the conference, didn't they mostly end up with the strong?
The truly weak didn't even have a chance to enter.
Ordinary people could only watch the live broadcast, a disheartening reality.
At this moment, the ordinary contestants in the Competitive Canyon were buzzing with excitement.
Audiences worldwide, after a moment of silence, erupted in cheers.
Some couldn't wait to set sail, as if the orbs were waiting for them at sea.
"Let's go to sea! I want to find the orb of the God Killer Equipment!" someone shouted.
"Hurry, look around! Maybe an orb is nearby!" another exclaimed.
"Hahaha, who'd have thought we could get a piece of the action? Let's hunt for treasure, kids!" a voice called out.
"Quick, have the minister issue a mission for this treasure. How can civilians be worthy of it? Better for me to hold it!" a noble declared.
"I knew Yamata God Orochimaru was benevolent. I want to follow him!" someone proclaimed.
Ordinary people, merchants, pirates, and nobles, most were ignited by desire.
As the clock ticked, the orbs tied to the Mythical Demon's Return would stir massive waves across the sea.
This burning desire would cement lasting fame for Orochimaru, creator of the ultimate God Killer Equipment.
"kwahahahahaha! With that, the Mythical Beast Conference has come to a successful end."
"Contestants, please exit in an orderly manner. In one hour, Mythical Beast Island will send all outsiders to the sea. Please prepare yourselves."
"The date of the next Mythical Beast Conference is yet to be determined."
"Thank you to all viewers who watched the live broadcast and the contestants who participated."
"Let's look forward to our next gathering." Morgans concluded.
With Morgans' brief words of gratitude, Den Den Mushi worldwide cut off the live broadcast, and the Mythical Beast Conference ended.
Most viewers didn't mind the conference's conclusion. They were more excited about the chance to seize a piece of the prize.
It was the biggest prize, and it thrilled them.
Everyone prepared to hunt for the orbs with grand visions.
Compared to the elusive treasure of Pirate King Roger, the eight orbs of the ultimate God Killer Equipment were far more tangible.
They were much more motivating to pursue.
"Is this how it ends? I was fighting to the death here, and I didn't even get a single thing."
"It's so frustrating!"
Kizaru complained when Morgans abruptly announced the conference's end.
To be fair, he hadn't actually fought to the death.
Though he grumbled, his tone was playful.
The ones who should be most frustrated were the contestants with a real shot at the ultimate God Killer Equipment.
For someone like him, fishing in troubled waters, the odds of getting it were low.
This outcome was ideal for him and other major forces.
A God Killer Equipment with divine power sounded terrifying.
If one person claimed it, others and their factions would lose their edge.
Now, with the eight orbs scattered, major forces could still pursue them with their resources.
Even if they gathered all the orbs, they'd likely check each other's power.
The ultimate God Killer Equipment would remain under control.
They wouldn't have to worry about a single wielder of the Mythical Demon's Return going mad and destroying the world.
Da da da!
As Morgans declared the conference's end, Joe Tlian of the Dark Curtain Tarot Totem turned to leave.
Behind him was a middle-aged man codenamed Pope, dressed in a luxurious red robe, holding a scepter, and wearing a serene expression.
He followed Joe Tlian for a while.
Finally, the Pope couldn't resist asking.
"Lord Joe Tlian, just now…"
Though the orbs had vanished quickly, with Joe Tlian's time-stopping ability, it wasn't impossible to intercept them.
This puzzled the Pope.
Either Joe Tlian had a plan, or he was following orders.
"No need to ask further."
Hearing Joe Tlian's response, the Pope fell into thought.
"Yes."
Joe Tlian continued walking. He had indeed considered stopping the orbs.
But he couldn't. A terrifying force had locked onto him.
No words were spoken, but he understood instantly.
This was the will of Yamata God Orochimaru.
He could not defy it.
(End of this chapter)