The black clouds that gave birth to thunder filled the sky over the entire arena, crackling downward.

Originally, the central battle area of the arena and the surrounding circle of spectator areas were separated by a layer of magical enchantment, which was used to prevent the players who were fighting from deliberately or unintentionally attacking and affecting the audience.

This enchantment is said to have been built by more than twenty magicians decades ago, and it is presided over by the first mage of the empire, Fruda?? Paradai, the legendary magician of the Thirteen Heroes, sings.

As a result, there was not a single accident in the arena in the decades that followed.

For the maintenance of the protective enchantment, only the magic chanters hired by the arena for a long time are needed to replenish the magic energy every year, and the benefits are very large.

The reputation accumulated over the years of safety allows citizens to come here to watch the games with peace of mind and enjoy those fierce battles, humans vs. humans, humans vs. subhumans, humans vs. Warcraft, and Warcraft vs. Asians.

With a wealth of battle items and a good business strategy, the arena has made a lot of money over the years.

Every year, he honestly handed over part of the profits to the imperial family, in exchange for the support of the royal family, and from time to time there would be members of the royal family to watch the game.

Let watching the arena belong to a high-grade enjoyment in the empire after all.

This is also the reason for the popularity of the arena, and it is also the reason why this Warrior King Challenge attracts a large number of spectators.

For these audiences, they probably never expected that after enjoying a newcomer defeating the old Martial King and becoming the new Martial King, they would have such luck to appreciate the Demon Guide King challenging the new Martial King.

I never thought that this luck would be exchanged for my own life.

This wave of thunder summoned by the Demon Guide King easily shattered this, the magic defense shield built by the first mage of the empire.

Although the puppet master scorpion is like a lightning rod, attracting a lot of thunder, but after all, there are still accidents, after all, there is still an electric current, because it is too powerful, it directly dissolves the air and carries out a short-distance disorderly transmission.

Although the power of this transmission has been greatly reduced, even less than one percent, it is still fatal enough for these ordinary people.

In the audience, those lucky spectators were randomly selected to wash their faces with Thunder, and a hit was from the center of the hit, dozens of people nearby evaporated together, and dozens of people on the periphery were carbonized into black corpses.

Many people only saw a flash of lightning, and their bodies felt a little numb, and when they turned their heads, they saw that a few meters away, those people who were shouting excitedly just now had become a piece of charcoal.

The panic broke out in an instant, and people got up and fled in desperate fear, and because their brains were completely confused, they were scurrying around like headless flies.

Crying, howling, accompanied by a panicked surge of people.

Pushing and trampling can't stop people from wanting to flee.

The arena instantly became a hell on earth, and there were still some people in their right minds, shouting not to squeeze in, but in this environment, reason had long been swallowed up by panic.

People are just huddled together, in fear, walking forward, squeezing forward, following the crowd, just thinking about hurrying, faster, those who unfortunately fall, become the victims of the crowd's trampling.

The managers of the arena are helpless in the face of this situation, and they themselves know that they must get out of here, far away from here.

And at the top of the arena, in the VIP hall in that row, there was also a noisy voice, and these people who were either rich or noble also wanted to leave here.

The trampling of the crowd made them hesitate a little, but it didn't affect the rhythm of their withdrawal, because there was a unique VIP passage here, and they didn't have to squeeze together with the civilians below.

And although the people here were afraid, they didn't want to think about the crowd below, and began to evacuate nervously and in an orderly manner.

"Priest-seldom? Here we are...."

Blood Emperor Gil looked at the scene in front of him, and he was also a little worried about his safety.

He is the Emperor of the Empire, and he has the responsibility to shine the glory of the Empire on the entire continent, and he is still building an alliance against the Great Grave of Nassalik.

He doesn't want to, and can't die here.

But the direct retreat made him a little unwilling, and the more fierce the battle was, the more he could see the strength of this Anzi Urgon.

The more information you have, the better you can be in the future to devise a way to defeat him.

If you leave like this, how can you continue to carry out the plan?

Moreover, if he runs away as soon as he encounters danger, it will also be a big loss in front of the Silian Sect, which the Blood Emperor is unwilling to bear.

Blood Emperor Gil is now trying to figure out, Divine Officers, can handle the aftermath of the battle at this level?

"No problem, Your Majesty, with me here, your safety can be guaranteed!" Hei Jue understood what the Blood Emperor meant, and manipulated the disguised Fire God Commander to reply.

In his heart, he added, 'Unless these two people are staring at you!' ’

However, there was no need to say it, so that the Blood Emperor was frightened.

"Okay, then let's continue here and see with our own eyes how far the battle between the Demon Guide King and this puppet master will go!"

After having a safety guarantee, the Blood Emperor also cut off his hesitation about whether to flee in one fell swoop, gritted his teeth and decided to stay.

He wanted to personally feel what kind of posture Anzi Urgong would be when he fought against a strong person of the same level, and he also had to understand where the limit of their strength was.

After the two quickly communicated and decided, the rest of the people in the rest of the VIP hall had no choice.

Whether it's the Captain of the Wind God, the guards of the Slian Cult, or the [Steel-grade] adventurer hired by the Emperor.

They can only endure their fears, stay here with them, and watch this battle comparable to that of a demon god.

In the arena, the situation is changing rapidly.

In the face of the continuous high-damage thunder that fell from the sky, the scorpion also slapped his hands directly, and the sand and gravel on the ground roared, blocking most of the thunder for himself.

It also directly used the earth escape to drill into the ground and stay away, leaving only a puppet clone in place, bearing the rest of the thunder, and being destroyed in the thunder.

In the distance, Anzi Urgong, after discovering that the thunder had destroyed only a doppelganger, and the puppeteer itself had lost its trace, immediately became vigilant.

"Probe!"

A spilled perceptual spell was cast, and it was immediately apparent that the puppeteer was underground, approaching at a rapid pace.

Soon he came to Ainzi's feet, and with a bang, he came out of the ground, holding a black rod that shimmered with cold light, and stabbed Ainz Ulgong fiercely.

At the same time, on Ainz's side and behind him, dozens of thin lines each drilled out of the ground, approaching Ainz in a stealthy way.

The two waves of attacks, one after the other, one bright and one dark, the scorpion also directly interrupted and assassinated this opponent in one fell swoop.

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