Sorcerer Supreme at Hogwarts (English Versión)-Chapter 159: Virtual Gladiators Part 3

Virtual Gladiators Part 3

"Alright, alright, everyone, calm your excitement." freёweɓnovel.com

Jordan grinned widely as he addressed the audience. "While it's true that we haven't seen the abilities of the mini Flamel twins yet, just hearing their last name is enough to know this battle will be legendary."

He then turned to Stephen, who stood beside him. "Anything to add, big brother?"

Stephen smiled as he watched his younger siblings prepare. "Well, just that they're fighting to prove something. They might use techniques many won't understand, but essentially, this will be a duel between a technological genius"something like a modern alchemist"and a master illusionist."

The crowd murmured in anticipation as the two combatants got ready.

Tony stretched out his arms, and a liquid-like material expanded from his chest, swiftly covering his entire body in seconds, forming a sleek, high-tech suit. Meanwhile, Loki's clothing transformed dramatically, morphing into a green robe with golden details, and a helmet with imposing horns appeared on his head.

"Wow, those battle suits are incredible, aren't they?!" Jordan exclaimed, caught up in the spectators' excitement.

"Alright, let's start the countdown."

Floating numbers appeared above everyone.

"3... 2... 1... Let the battle begin!"

As soon as the countdown ended, Tony activated his thrusters, soaring at full speed while raising his hands and firing energy blasts toward Loki.

However, Loki simply spun his staff, and immediately, multiple illusions of himself appeared around him. These copies began casting spells at Tony"ethereal attacks that warped reality and threatened to confuse his sensors.

"Wow! What an explosive start with a barrage of spells!" Jordan commented.

Stephen smirked. "Well, technically, what Tony is firing are energy blasts, but if you want to see it that way..."

Tony quickly realized that blindly shooting wouldn't work against Loki. Several floating orbs emerged from his back, reconfiguring into autonomous cannons that locked onto Loki and his clones.

"Let's see how well you handle this, brother."

The turrets fired in perfect synchronization, merging their energy beams into one devastating blast.

Loki remained unfazed, raising his staff. Both he and his illusions extended their hands simultaneously, and an imposing wall of ice erupted before them, blocking the attack. But he didn't stop at defense"a massive ice spear shot out from the wall, aiming straight for Tony.

Tony cut off his beam to dodge the spear, but the battlefield's height limit prevented him from ascending too much. "Alright, if long-range attacks won't do the trick..."

His hands reconfigured into heavy war hammers, and he rocketed down toward Loki at full speed.

"Ooh, looks like Tony is switching to close combat!" Jordan observed.

Stephen nodded. "Both are excellent long-range fighters, so it makes sense to close the gap. But Loki isn't exactly weak in melee combat either."

Loki's clones vanished in an instant. Two ethereal green daggers appeared in his hands, which he hurled straight at Tony.

However, Tony's energy shield deflected them. The moment Loki extended his hand to summon his daggers back, Tony was already in front of him, throwing a punch straight at his face.

The impact echoed across the arena.

"Got you!" Tony said confidently.

But a sharp pain suddenly stabbed into his back. His emergency systems activated instantly, blasting him forward with his thrusters.

Looking back, he saw the Loki he had struck fade into thin air. The real Loki stood a few meters away, dagger in hand and a smug grin on his face.

"Almost."

"That was impressive! Loki used a tactical feint to stab Tony. Even though it wasn't a fatal hit, he just proved that overconfidence is dangerous in battle," Jordan analyzed.

Stephen chuckled. "The problem with both of them is exactly that"overconfidence."

Loki glanced down and noticed a small blinking device at his feet. His reaction was immediate"he covered it in frost just before it exploded. Even so, the shockwave sent him flying backward.

Tony laughed. "Hey, hey, aren't you supposed to be using only magic?"

Loki shrugged indifferently. "It is my original magic. Like it or not, I was a Frost Giant once."

Jordan grinned. "The Flamel twins are proving they're not just powerful, but strategic as well."

The audience began chanting their names.

"Go, Loki!"

"Tony! Tony!"

Stephen sighed. "Looks like they're gaining some fans."

Tony raised an eyebrow, listening to the cheers. "Well then, let's bring out the heavy artillery."

"Metis, if you please."

From the sky, a metallic cube plummeted, expanding and shifting midair until it fused with Tony, forming a towering combat mech.

Loki arched an eyebrow. "Hey, that's cheating."

Tony laughed. "We said we'd use our best weapons. I built this myself. As long as I can explain how it works and it makes logical sense, Metis can bring it."

Loki smirked and turned to the air. "Metis, bring my armor."

He had something planned too.

Tony frowned. "Wait, what?"

A deafening boom echoed through the coliseum as another massive suit of armor descended from the sky. It was golden, imposing, and Loki leaped into it.

Jordan, stunned, turned to Stephen. "What the hell is that?"

Stephen sighed. "Well... I think they overdid it a little. Technically, those things don't exist in this world. But if you want names... Tony has the Hulkbuster, and Loki... the Destroyer."

Suddenly, Loki's chest glowed, and a beam of light shot toward Tony. Without hesitation, Tony raised both hands, merging them into a massive cannon. A beam of equal power fired from it, colliding with Loki's attack.

The clash between the two beams caused the temperature in the arena to skyrocket, forcing everyone to squint and shield their eyes from the blinding light.

Loki, with greater mobility, began advancing slowly toward Tony without ceasing his energy beam attack. As he moved, he materialized a massive ice sword in his other hand, intending to slice his opponent in two.

Tony noticed the movement and knew he had to act immediately. He activated his side thrusters, propelling himself sharply to one side. With no fixed point to stabilize them, both beams veered off course, striking the invisible barriers that protected the audience. Though they didn't break through, the thunderous impact and vibrations shook the arena, startling more than a few spectators.

The cube from which Tony's armor had emerged remained at the center of the battlefield. With a simple gesture, some mechanical components detached from it, flying toward his arm and assembling in midair to form a massive robotic sword"just in time to block Loki's downward strike.

The clash of blades echoed like a deafening explosion, kicking up a cloud of dust and leaving a deep crack in the ground.

Loki stared at Tony's sword, his eyes betraying a flicker of interest. Tony, noticing this, smirked inside his helmet.

"I saw everyone wielding cool swords and weapons, so I designed one for myself. What do you think?"

Loki pressed his ice sword harder against Tony's and replied with a wry smile,

"The color isn't really my style."

As the pressure increased, a glow began to build in the chest of Loki's armor. Tony caught sight of it and activated a mechanism in his sword. The blade vibrated intensely, generating a high-frequency wave that slowly started to fracture Loki's ice sword.

Just as the ice sword shattered, the energy in Loki's chest was released. The impact sent Tony flying through the air, slamming him into the ground with force.

Loki exhaled, his gaze landing on Tony's now-lifeless sword on the floor. With an air of superiority, he picked it up, examining it with a smirk.

"Wow, that was incredible!" Jordan exclaimed from the stands, filled with excitement.

"Yeah... but it's never a good idea to let your guard down too soon," Stephen responded, keeping his eyes locked on the battlefield.

Loki raised the sword, stepping toward Tony, whose chest armor was scorched and smoldering.

"Looks like I've proven that magic is still superior, little brother," Loki mocked.

Tony coughed and, in a casual tone, murmured,

"Yeah... I don't think so."

With a simple flick of his hand, he activated a hidden command.

The sword in Loki's grip began to vibrate. Before he could release it, hundreds of tiny mechanical components deployed from within, moving like a living creature. Within seconds, the technology wrapped around his arm and part of his torso, latching onto his armor.

Loki's eyes widened.

"Oh, you son of a""

He didn't have time to finish the sentence. A sharp beeping sound rang in his ears, followed by a massive explosion that engulfed them both in a blinding flash of light.

The entire coliseum trembled from the blast. Thanks to the magical barriers, the shockwave didn't reach the spectators, but when the smoke cleared, only fragments of metal were scattered across the battlefield.

Tony and Loki emerged moments later, both completely stripped of their armor, which had been utterly destroyed.

Tony dusted off invisible debris and grinned smugly.

"Well... if I can't win, I'll at least settle for a draw."

Loki glared at him, frustration evident on his face.

"Is it a tie?" Jordan asked, turning to Stephen.

Stephen studied the battlefield and nodded with a smile.

"Seems like it. We can't use the same criteria as with Fred and George since both of them technically 'died' before hitting the ground."

"Then, ladies and gentlemen, we have a tie!" Jordan announced enthusiastically.

The crowd erupted into cheers"some celebrating, others cursing for betting on the wrong winner.

"That was a spectacular fight... but lately, all our battles seem to end in giant showdowns, or is it just me?" Jordan laughed.

Stephen crossed his arms and nodded.

"Well, as a man, I have to admit they're pretty awesome."

Several men in the audience chuckled and nodded in agreement.

Jordan raised his voice again.

"Alright, to switch things up, it's time for a battle between women! What do you all think?"

As Tony and Loki left the battlefield, Jordan continued with the introduction.

"Our next matches are part of the official tournament, so those two don't count... But now, let's welcome two powerful warriors! Representing Castelobruxo and Ilvermorny, we have María López and Rachel Smith!"

Two young women stepped into the coliseum, each wearing the uniform of their respective schools. María wore a vibrant green robe, while Rachel's attire was a deep blue, similar to Ravenclaw's but with cranberry-colored accents.

María smiled politely and greeted in Spanish,

"Mucho gusto."

Thanks to the virtual reality system's instant translation, Rachel understood her words effortlessly.

"Yeah," she responded arrogantly, not even bothering to return the courtesy.

The audience fell silent for a moment, anticipating the next great battle.