419: Chapter 419 The Familiar Recipe

The roar of the Evil Spirit Butcher echoed throughout the arena.

Within its translucent body, countless twisted, wailing souls were faintly visible. The massive, rusted iron hook in its hand dragged across the black stone floor, kicking up blinding sparks.

"I'm not going! I'm really not going!"

I Am Big clung desperately to a stone pillar at the edge of the stands, his thick legs kicking wildly in the air.

The two Elven Priestesses had long since hidden themselves far away, fearing they would be dragged down by this half-orc.

"The second round. The general for the Arbitrator side is in position." Augustus's cold voice drifted down from high above, carrying undisguised contempt.

"Trialists, your cowardice is a profanation of the Holy Judgment."

Chen You sighed.

He controlled the disc beneath his feet, slowly descending in front of I Am Big.

"Let go," Chen You said.

"God You! You're my dear brother! I only have this one account. If I die once, I lose a level and get locked in the dark room for 24 hours!" I Am Big's face was a mess of tears and snot.

"That thing is a spirit! It's immune to physical attacks! I'm a Berserker with a hammer; I'm not even worthy of giving it a scratch!"

Chen You didn't speak, merely raising his right hand to tap several times in the void.

*Ding.*

A system notification box popped up in front of I Am Big.

[Player 'Chen You' has initiated a trade request with you.]

I Am Big froze for a moment, then instinctively clicked accept.

The trade interface expanded between the two of them.

Chen You casually dragged an item icon from his backpack and placed it into the trade box.

It was a stack of yellow talisman papers drawn with complex red cinnabar patterns.

The quantity in the bottom right corner showed: 99.

I Am Big sniffled, his gaze falling upon the item's attributes.

[Exorcism Talisman]

[Quality: Special]

[Effect: Deals massive damage to ghost-type monsters, with an added holy purification effect.]

"This..." I Am Big blinked, his brain failing to process the situation for a moment.

Chen You clicked confirm trade.

"Take them." Chen You's tone was flat, as if he hadn't just given away rare items, but a stack of scrap paper.

"That big guy over there happens to be a wraith. These talismans don't care about physical attack power; they only look at the monster's resistances."

I Am Big watched the 99 Exorcism Talismans drop into his backpack and swallowed hard.

"Don't be a coward. Just throw them in its face," Chen You patted I Am Big's shoulder. "If we win, any unused talismans are yours. Additionally, I'll personally sponsor you fifty gold coins as a 'shaken nerves' fee."

The air suddenly went still.

The players who had been whispering in the stands fell silent instantly.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on I Am Big, their gazes filled with undisguised envy and fervor.

Fifty gold coins!

That was enough to get a full Epic set!

I Am Big's breathing became heavy.

He looked at the Exorcism Talismans in his bag, then at Chen You, and finally turned his head toward the swaggering Evil Spirit Butcher in the center of the arena.

Fear? It didn't exist anymore.

With the boost of money and top-tier items, that hideous Level 55 Lord monster now looked like a shimmering mountain of gold in I Am Big's eyes.

"God You." I Am Big let go of the pillar and straightened his back.

His 2.2-meter-tall burly frame finally displayed the oppressive presence a half-orc should have.

He reached out to wipe the tears and snot from his face, pulled the 99 Exorcism Talismans from his bag, and gripped them tightly in his hand.

"Watch me." I Am Big grinned, revealing forest-white teeth. "Today, I'm going to beat the absolute crap out of this grandson!"

With that, he leapt straight from the stands, crashing heavily into the center of the arena.

*Boom!*

A shallow pit was smashed into the black stone floor.

I Am Big stood up and casually tossed his iron hammer aside.

He strode toward the Evil Spirit Butcher with an arrogant, overbearing gait, even carrying a hint of utter defiance.

High above, Augustus let out a sneer.

"Foolish. You won't even use a weapon? It seems you have already given up on struggling."

The Evil Spirit Butcher let out an ear-splitting roar, its translucent body suddenly swelling.

Wielding the massive iron hook, it brought a gust of foul wind as it charged directly at I Am Big.

The players in the stands held their breath.

Carrying the aura of death, the iron hook closed in on I Am Big's face in an instant.

In that critical moment, I Am Big moved.

He didn't dodge, nor did he retreat.

He simply raised his right hand and aimed that thick stack of Exorcism Talismans at the Evil Spirit Butcher's face.

"Die for me!"

I Am Big roared, pulling out the outermost Exorcism Talisman and throwing it without hesitation.

*Hum—*

A blinding golden light suddenly erupted.

The light was pure and holy, carrying a majesty that brooked no profanation.

The moment it touched the Evil Spirit Butcher, it was like boiling water being poured onto snow.

"Awoooo—!!!"

The Evil Spirit Butcher let out a scream of extreme agony.

Its translucent body, which was supposed to be immune even to physical attacks, emitted massive amounts of black smoke under the golden light, as if being corroded by strong acid.

The despairingly thick health bar above its head dropped a huge chunk at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The entire venue fell into a dead silence.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at this unbelievable scene.

"It works!" I Am Big was ecstatic.

He glanced at the remaining 98 Exorcism Talismans in his hand, then at the struggling, retreating Evil Spirit Butcher.

A mindset known as the 'nouveau riche' exploded in his chest.

"One is this powerful? Then I'm throwing them all!"

I Am Big didn't care about tactics or wastefulness.

Rubbing his hands together, he flung the remaining 98 Exorcism Talismans toward the Evil Spirit Butcher as if scattering spirit money.

"Heavenly flower rain of gold! Take this, you grandson!"

Ninety-eight golden lights exploded simultaneously in the center of the arena.

In that instant, the entire trial space was dyed a brilliant gold.

A vast holy aura swept through the venue like a tsunami, forcing even Augustus high above to temporarily contract the edges of his nebula vortex.

The Evil Spirit Butcher at the center of the golden explosion didn't even have time to let out a second scream.

Its body disintegrated directly upon contact with this terrifying purification power.

Countless wailing souls were liberated within the golden light, turning into specks of starlight that dissipated in the air.

The massive, rusted iron hook lost its support and fell to the black stone floor with a *clang*.

Insta-kill.

Another insta-kill.

Except this time, the one being insta-killed was a Level 55 Lord representing higher-dimensional rules.

The golden light gradually faded.

In the center of the arena, I Am Big remained in his throwing posture, staring blankly at the empty space ahead.

The system notification sounded in his ear.

[You have killed a Lord-level monster 'Evil Spirit Butcher' across levels, gaining 500,000 experience points.]

[Quest 'Holy Judgment (General Duel)' completed. Gained Base Experience +500%, Random Legendary Treasure Chest x1.]

The golden light of leveling up rose from I Am Big's body.

"Holy crap..." In the stands, someone was the first to swear.

Immediately afterward, the entire stands boiled over.

"What kind of god-tier item is that?!"

"Ninety-nine! He threw ninety-nine in one go! Those are top-grade talismans that can insta-kill ghosts! What a spendthrift!"

"God You is amazing! Does God You still need a sidekick? I can do anything!"

"God You, look at me! I have hands, I can throw talismans too!"

The players went wild once again.