The male lion, who had been restrained for a long time, finally decided to show his fangs. Enzo's fist was wrapped in a pale golden ball of light, and swung it against the fishy wind, the ball of light was even brighter than before, faintly turning into a heroic lion's head in the flow, and it was spitting pale golden flames at the enemy.

"Lionheart. The light flickered across Enzo's face, and the same light shone in El's scarlet eyes.

"Boom", there was a loud bang, and the shock wave of the explosion spread out in a spherical shape centered on the two people, and the dust in the field, the debris of the ceremonial flowers, and the hats of some spectators were swept away by the rolling air waves like autumn wind sweeping away leaves. For a moment, a small sandstorm blew in the arena, and the smoke was so thick that it was impossible to see what was going on inside.

It took about a minute for the situation in the arena to become clear.

Enzo was still standing in the center of the field, like a nail. It's just that the price is huge, all the Ugin armor above the waist is shattered, except for the cracked Ugin glove on the left hand, and the right arm hangs weakly, obviously broken. The force of the impact caused the shattered shards of Ugin to roam his skin with impunity, large and small wounds all over his bare body, blood dripping through muscles and steel from the wounds.

Similarly, Al's left arm was also broken in the confrontation, several broken claws were scattered not far away, and large mouthfuls of blood continued to spurt out of Al's mouth, if it was such a huge amount of bleeding for ordinary people, I am afraid that he would have fainted, but Al did not. There was a round pit in the stone wall behind him, smashed by the body that had just been knocked away.

The difference was that Al was smiling, his blood-stained jaw like a vampire had just drunk human blood. The one who can still laugh when he is so badly injured is either a flashback before he dies, or he is a complete lunatic, and Al clearly belongs to the latter.

"If you still have even the slightest shred of sanity, stop what you're doing immediately!" Enzo still stared at the nearly collapsed El, the pain that didn't make the soldier's face even the slightest bit uncomfortable. Enzo's face was still resolute, like a rock in the cold wind, perhaps this is the blood of a soldier.

Al was still laughing, and his mouth was still spitting out a mouthful of blood. Then, to everyone's surprise, his left arm was bent at a strange angle, and the broken arm bones made an unusual noise, and they were actually recovering automatically! There is also a touch of purple secretly floating in it, which is deadly corpse poison!

"Are you finally starting to get scared? I hope you're ready to die. Al said to Enzo, his voice distorting as if another person was talking to himself, "When you close your eyes, I will be merciful to tell you what justice is." But before you do that, all you have to do is enjoy this pre-death!"

"Big brother!

A childish voice seemed to be poured on a pool of red charcoal, Al was in a trance, and the violent aura emanating from his body dimmed a little inexplicably, and he looked at the elf girl in the iron cage with puzzled eyes.

"Big brother, don't kill people, don't become like them!" the elf girl held the female elf's arm tightly, and tears glistened on her childish little face.

Al's doubts deepened.

"I... Who am I?"

"What am I doing?" said Al, staring blankly at his bloody palm.

The next moment, his right hand pressed his head to his head, which seemed to be extremely painful, and the red mist on his left arm also dissipated. It was strange that his left hand actually grabbed his right hand, and the two forces were entangled in his body. Al's sanity seems to have come back a bit, and he is fiercely fighting against another consciousness.

"Don't listen to that little girl, go kill her first, and then deal with that man!" the voice reappeared, a little anxious.

"No, what did you just do to control my body!" "Why is there blood everywhere?

"I'm helping you, helping you out of trouble, and I'm the only one who is your most loyal friend. ”

"No, it's not like that. My mind was full of killing just now, I just want to defeat that guy and rescue the elf, I don't want to kill!"

"Stupid! If you don't get rid of the people who stand in your way, then they will kill you! In this world where there is no absolute power, you still want to talk about justice? How pathetic. Justice is in the hands of the strong, and the weak can only shrink into the shadow of evil forever and be spurned by the world!"

"No, you can't kill! absolutely not!" Al shouted as hard as he could. "If I don't wantonly deprive others of their lives without distinguishing between good and evil, then what's the point of me saving the elves?"

As if gnawed by thousands of ants, intense pain echoed in Al's head, and he fought against the voice, trying to drive him out of his head, but the voice kept hovering in Al's ears like a ghost.

"Ahh He pounded his head hard, pain written all over his face.

"Why don't you make a quick move, do you want him to lose his mind and go berserk again?" said Enzo in a deep voice. But there was no one else around but the four of them, and who was he talking to?

A whizzing black knife answered Enzo's words.

The black knife swirled and flew from one of the arched passages, slicing through the air and sticking in front of Al, the narrow blade as black as ink, the handle of the knife entwined by black threads, as if even the light of the sky was absorbed by this black, and the root of the blade was carved with a silver prism, and the inside was also an iron hook and silver scratch, engraved with dense strange and small words. And this was the last scene Al saw before falling into a coma, his consciousness was taken up by the black hole-like knife, and then shattered.

The moment the black knife came, the voice in Al's head seemed to be suppressed by something, and disappeared in an instant, and his shattered body fell on his back. His red pupils slowly faded back to their previous appearance, black claws sank into his fingertips, and his arms returned to their original shapes.

I'm so tired, so tired. I'm going to die, I can't feel the presence of my limbs, and I can't even breathe. The head drooped, and Al lost consciousness, except for the red blood on the ground, which showed the extraordinaryness of the body.

After Al fell, a young man came out of the archway, dressed in a crane, with a soap around his waist, and a sword with starry eyes, but he did not have a black knife in his hand. It was him, the boy from the East, Li Shiyi! It turned out that he didn't leave.

What happened after that, Al didn't know, he lost a lot of blood, suffered multiple contusions all over his body, broke his ribs, and was carried down by the medical staff.

The gentlemen in the VIP seats were so frightened by the out-of-control Al that they curled up under the table, barely crawled out until the battle was over, and then pretended to be calm and returned to their respective rest areas with the help of the servants. And the girl in the corner had already left, and it seemed that she had left before the final blow of the two in the field, and there was still a faint smell of flowers on the seat.

The mysterious man in the gray trench coat in the corner of the auditorium had been observing everything on the field from beginning to end, and there were times when he couldn't resist the trembling dagger in his hand, but in the end he put it away.

The mysterious man stared thoughtfully at the scarred Al being carried off the field on a stretcher, stunned for a moment, and then glanced at the elf in the iron cage. As if he had made up his mind, he picked up the wooden box on the ground and hurried towards the exit of the arena.

"Bang bang. Rhythmic applause rang out from the loudspeakers, which had been silent for a long time.

"It was a thrilling battle. The host played with two jade dice in his hand, "Thank you to Captain Enzo, the warrior of our empire, who eradicated the evil intruders and preserved the holy and pure land of the Imperial Arena." ”

"Give your warmest applause to the warriors who uphold the dignity of the Empire!"

The audience was dumbfounded at this time, and only sparse applause was heard, obviously because the audience had not recovered from the incident just now.

"Okay, the little episode just now is over for the time being, and then our auction session continues. The moderator's language became passionate again. "Let me see your fire-like enthusiasm!"

"No need!" Enzo interrupted him, unloading the damaged Ugin glove with one hand and throwing it on the ground with a clang.

"Captain Enzo, what are your instructions?" the host looked a little displeased by the unprovoked interruption, his sly eyes narrowed, and the dice in his hand stopped turning, only making a clicking and squeezing sound.

"These two elves, 50,000 gold coins, our lady bought them. Enzo moved his wrist, the blood on his body was evaporating rapidly, and there was a faint glow circulating on his skin.

"What? 50,000 gold coins!" the host raised his eyebrows, "Miss Elaine is really generous! Okay, then I'll give Miss Elaine a face, now these two ugly alien species belong to Miss Elaine!"

At the moment when the host's last sentence came out, he felt two chilling murderous auras coming from the field, one of which was Enzo, this was the first time that the cold man had such strong mood swings, and the bloody lion's gaze swept over the vital parts of the host's body, but it only dissipated in a few seconds.

The other came from the Oriental man who had drawn the black knife from the ground, and although he had his back to the host, he could feel the gilded dragon pattern on his clothes, which seemed to be more dangerous than the lion. And the momentum emanating from him has been wandering around the host as if nothing had been done since the two elves were pushed out.

The host seemed very calm, disdainful of the unkind atmosphere. He smiled politely at the two of them, completely like an elegant gentleman, but there was a faint frost in that smile.

"Hehe, this is the end of the first part of the auction, congratulations to Miss Elaine. The host took off his top hat and put it behind him, bowed deeply to the VIP area, "Let our warriors go to rest first, and then the halftime performance session." ”

Rhythmic drumbeats are played over the loudspeakers, and the competition continues.