"A thousand?!"
Louis was stunned, then his face was filled with disbelief. "Old Blind, are you crazy? Rushing into the top thousand within a day? That's a full million war merits!"
"So what?"
The old blind man said calmly, "As long as this Nightfrost can kill a Lord-level BOSS, wouldn't he be able to break into the top thousand?"
"As long as?" Louis was speechless.
Do you even hear what you're saying?
It sounds easy, but how many people need to work together to kill a Lord-level BOSS?
And that's just a possibility.
Even if you really kill a Lord BOSS, the final distribution of war merits won't directly grant a million war merits.
Unless...
Solo kill!
But even in the decades since the inter-realm battlefield appeared, only a handful of people have been able to do this. Only those at the very top of the rankings have the possibility.
In other words, the bet the old blind man is making is actually gambling on whether this Nightfrost has the strength of the top few!
"Really?"
Sure enough, someone immediately became interested. If that's the case, there might be some fun to be had.
"Really," the old blind man nodded.
"Come on! I'll bet a thousand gold coins, just for fun."
"I'll bet five hundred. Old Blind, don't say I'm bullying you. It's not much."
"..."
Immediately, many people took out gold coins and joined the betting game.
However, most people didn't bet much, just for fun.
After all, this old blind man usually never pays attention to these things. If he suddenly stands up, he probably has some information.
Betting a little less, even if they lose, won't hurt. With their wealth, they can still afford this money.
However, there are also some extreme gamblers.
"Old Blind, if you want to give away money, I'll take it. In this day and age, who would complain about having too much money?"
"All-in is a kind of wisdom. I'm going all-in directly!"
A scarred man directly slapped all his cash on the table, ready for a hearty gamble.
Gamblers are all here!!!
"You're playing so big?"
Louis saw that something was wrong and ran to the old blind man and whispered, "Who is this Nightfrost? Have you been back to the capital recently? How did you get back?"
The old blind man just shook his head. "I didn't go back."
Would I tell you that other people have the Badge of Valor?
The people in charge of the trials didn't publicize it, so the old blind man naturally wouldn't be the one to stand out.
"Strange."
Louis thought about it and decided to find someone to go back to the capital.
Such a person suddenly appeared. Could it be that some storm has risen outside?
For some reason, he always felt that the old blind man could really make a fortune this time.
Louis turned his head and glanced. There were still people placing bets one after another. It's estimated that there are already tens of thousands of gold coins now, and there are still many people queuing up behind.
Plus that all-in guy.
Once this game starts, it can eventually reach a total of hundreds of thousands.
"Hurry, hurry, hurry! I really want to see what kind of person can kill into the top thousand in one day."
"According to the current speed, killing into the top thousand is still very difficult."
"..."
Listening to everyone's discussion, the old blind man was also very nervous.
However, he wasn't concerned about the increasing chips.
In fact, gold coins weren't important to him.
What he's most concerned about now is whether this 'Nightfrost' can bring his son back.
And this gambling game is just a way to distract himself.
But...
Once even this gambling game is lost, the hope of Jon's return will be relatively slim.
"Hopefully, I can win."
The old blind man sighed softly in his heart. He, who had always taken winning and losing lightly, was now so eager for a victory for the first time.
"Damn it!!! Damn it!!!"
"This is... outrageous!"
At this moment, the crowd suddenly became noisy. Exclamations gathered together and drilled into the old blind man's ears, making his eardrums ache!
"Old Blind! You're really scheming!"
"I'm really convinced! I just bet a thousand dollars. This game isn't even warmed up yet."
"Damn it! You old fogey, you usually look honest, but you're so dishonest. You came to scam money, didn't you?"
Someone started to curse, with an extremely bad attitude.
This was the first time the old blind man had been scolded by so many people in all the years he had been crafting equipment in the City of Inter-Realms.
For a moment, those unbearable voices made him a little dazed.
But then, he realized something and asked in a trembling voice, "Mr. Louis, what... what does this mean?"
At this time, Louis was completely dumbfounded, staring unblinkingly at the top thousand positions on the ranking list, which had been stable for a long time without any changes.
And at this moment, a name that hadn't even appeared on the ranking list before today appeared there.
Nightfrost!
"Old Blind... you won."
Louis murmured in a low voice, "Nightfrost... has entered the top thousand!"
"What?!"
Hearing this answer, the old blind man's heart felt as if it had been hit hard by a hammer, even stopping for a moment, and his mind was blank.
Listening to the noisy exclamations in his ears, he felt that the entire City of Inter-Realms was constantly pulling away.
All the sounds converged together, like buzzing flies, making it difficult to hear clearly, as if he was dreaming.
After a long while, the old blind man came back to his senses.
His hands were trembling with excitement.
It had only been a few minutes since the gambling game started, and only half of the people had placed their bets.
Nightfrost suddenly rushed into the top thousand.
There was only one possibility, and that was...
He really did solo kill a Lord BOSS!
This kind of strength is simply too... too incredible.
I'm afraid that even facing the terrifying King-level BOSS, he would have the power to fight. That means that what he said before, about entering the Forest of Lords, wasn't just a word of comfort.
But he really has this strength!
"It's really God's grace that I met such a god-like person. I just hope that Jon is still alive."
The old blind man kept praying.
As long as Jon is alive, there is hope!
The noise was getting louder and louder.
Those who were queuing up to place bets were all dumbfounded and silently put away the gold coins they had just taken out.
Fortunately, fortunately, they didn't blindly bet.
Otherwise, wouldn't the little money they had worked so hard to earn be wasted?
"Damn it! Is this even fair! I just placed my bet, and in the blink of an eye, the money is gone!"
"Well, I'm just a money-giving boy today."
And those who had already placed their bets were more uncomfortable than eating flies.
They had never seen anything like this before. The gambling game hadn't even finished, and it was directly game-over.
It's really insane.
As for the scarred man who chose to go all-in, he fell to the ground and howled:
"Who said all-in is a kind of wisdom!"
"Nightfrost! You left me loveless!"
