Strongest Necromancer Of Heaven's Gate Chapter 1230 After Story: Elsoetia Olympics! [Part 1]

"Welcome, everyone, to the first-ever Elsoetia Olympics!" Kazogonaga boomed through the microphone, reaching out to the vast crowds viewing the spectacle via projections spread throughout Elysium, Solais, and the World of Hestia.

"Champions from Elysium and Hestia are about to clash in the inaugural Inter-Planetary Iron Man competition! This grueling challenge will push their stamina, determination, and resolve to the brink!

"Expect a gauntlet of running, swimming, and cycling trials. Hundreds of thousands have signed up for this monumental race, but only a single victor will stand tall when it all concludes!"

Kazogonaga's booming voice echoed across the arena, igniting cheers from the on-site spectators and viewers tuned in via projections throughout the three worlds simultaneously.

Lined up at the starting point, throngs of participants stretched in anticipation of the initial marathon leg.

Amid them, Cethus spotted a one-eyed Demon Dog glaring at him with its solitary gleaming eye.

The Dragon Born and Demon Dog locked gazes for several minutes before simultaneously extending hands for a firm shake.

"Cethus," Cethus stated simply.

"Psoglav," Psoglav responded in kind.

The pair of cannon fodders nodded mutually, acknowledging one another's prowess.

Fellow competitors scanned each other warily, sizing up possible threats.

"Before the Iron Man event kicks off, let's give a huge welcome to the event's two sponsors—William Von Ainzworth and Lux Von Kaizer!" Kazogonaga roared.

Abruptly, the sky darkened, stirring unease among all onlookers.

Seconds later, dazzling fireworks erupted overhead, filling the heavens with vibrant hues and patterns.

Yet amid this spectacular barrage, twin golden lightning streaks slashed through the air, sketching a massive "peace sign" hand floating high above.

Once the emblem formed, a majestic Draconic Skeleton King materialized before the masses, arms outstretched dramatically.

The duo of golden bolts then struck the Skeleton King's open palms, revealing the faces of their riders to the assembled worlds.

"William Von Ainzworth. It's an honor to be here!" William declared with a grin.

"Lux Von Kaizer. Is everyone ready to rumble?!" Lux bellowed, prompting contestants to thrust fists skyward with thunderous battle cries.

"This event unites the peoples of Elysium, Solais, and Hestia, forging deeper ties and propelling us toward loftier achievements," William proclaimed. "As the pioneer of its kind, I can't wait to witness the ultimate champions rise!"

"No more waiting— I declare the first-ever Elsoetia Olympics underway!" Lux thundered. "But first, time for a quick commercial break!"

Right on cue, Goddess Lily materialized on a colossal sky projection.

The Loli Goddess grooved to the lively beat of the accompanying tune.

Perched atop her head, the Dim Sum God, Dim Dim, orchestrated a whirlwind of spinning Dim Sums that danced in perfect harmony with Lily's moves.

Soon, the Dim Sums soared to a platter on a nearby table, where eager Baby Slimes awaited.

The Baby Slimes eagerly devoured the treats, as the camera closed in on their delighted expressions.

Each of the seven rainbow-hued Baby Slimes beamed with joy and contentment while munching their Dim Sums.

"Dim Dim's Dim Sums!" Lily chirped, popping up behind the Baby Slimes. "Even Baby Slimes approve!"

All seven Baby Slimes turned to the camera and leaped in unison.

""Eyah!""

"Dim Dim's Dim Sum, coming to a store near you!" Lily beamed.

"Dim Dim!" Dim Dim hollered.

The ad wrapped up. Those blissful faces of the Baby Slimes left every viewer suddenly craving a bite.

Even Lux and William felt an intense hunger pang after that tantalizing spot.

Out of nowhere, a soaring Sea Otter plummeted from above, bearing Eiko and Fei Fei on its back.

The two Baby Slimes clutched torches, poised to ignite the massive torch—which was none other than Eiko's enormous bone cauldron for spawning Undead Monsters.

Spotting this, every contestant dropped into sprint position. The flame's ignition would launch the Iron Man Race. They wouldn't linger in suspense long. As the Sea Otter hovered directly over the cauldron, Eiko and Fei Fei hurled their torches in. "Ei!"

"Da Wae!"

In mere moments, infernos blazed from the cauldron, and roars from the masses thundered as racers exploded into a frenzied dash.

The Iron Man Race's opening leg stretched across a grueling ten-thousand-mile marathon.

Stage two demanded swimming treacherous seas to the Ford Federation.

For the third phase, a portal whisked them to Hestia for a biking gauntlet.

The finale was an all-out sprint to glory.

Such was the grandeur of the Inter-Planetary Olympics spanning Elysium and Hestia.

Solais sat out hosting due to lingering miasma aftermath still tainting its lands.

Full recovery to pristine splendor would demand at least a decade. "I'll see you at the finish line, Psoglav," Cethus declared confidently.

"Yes. You'll see me clutching the gold trophy as top finisher," Psoglav shot back.

"Hahaha! Nice joke."

"Let's see who's laughing in the end."

As the cannon fodders jogged neck-and-neck, swifter rivals surged ahead.

A single thought dominated their minds while eyeing the reckless speedsters burning energy early.

'Amateurs!'

With scorn for the hasty pack, the two veterans conserved stamina, pacing wisely for the endurance ordeal ahead.

This brutal marathon would tax body and soul to extremes—strategic pacing was victory's secret!

Kazogonaga provided nonstop commentary as fans bellowed support for their favorites. "Go!"

"Wei!"

"Dim Dim!"

The trio of mischief-makers rode the now-massive Sea Otter, Lucky, who effortlessly bore all three aloft.

They soared over the pounding racers below, ignored by the focused competitors.

That oversight proved fatal!

Eiko, Fei Fei, and Dim Dim had a devious mission: amplify the chaos tenfold.

"Boom Boom Bakugan!"

"Da Wae!"

"Dim Dim!"

The pranksters unleashed a barrage of blast bombs downward, pelting hapless runners.

Curses and agonized yells rippled across the field.

Far from deterred, the onslaught fueled their frenzy, bombs raining endlessly.

Grounded racers knew obstacles loomed, as forewarned, yet this early aerial assault blindsided many, inwardly damning the organizers.

Hereswith, beside Kazogonaga, grinned widely. As an event mastermind, she'd pitched deploying the troublemakers to ramp up difficulty—a notion the gaming committee embraced.

Only one champion would prevail!

Only one would seize eternal fame and glory!

Thus dawned the Elsoetia Olympics!