Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Game Begins
Hong Shaorou's heart was cold, what Wei Gong did just now seemed to be a good move, but he didn't expect this to be the result in the end, but he trapped everyone in it.
Moreover, there are so many people on the other side that killing any of us can lead to the death of the others, which is too bad.
"Don't be afraid." Wei Gong stuck to Hong Shaorou and Fan Yuze's side, and smiled mysteriously, "I lied to him just now." β
"What?"
"Before they can react, let's go."
Wei Gong turned around and shouted, "Lord Susher, I'll leave it to you here!" β
The four human sacrifice swords flew up and left quickly.
"What?!" Suser was terrified in her heart, did these people die?
"Hehe, that's just right, go die!" The old ghost shouted.
"Damn it!" Suser stepped forward with his sword and faced the crowd like a tiger that had fallen into a pack of wolves.
I saw a sword light explode in the air, and screams and screams resounded in the sky.
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In the central hall of the Geocentric Tower, a killing battle is played.
After less than ten minutes, it finally ended with Susser's death.
Four of his previous subordinates also died.
"The ending is really unexpected!" Qi Chen smiled lazily and turned around, "Actually, the top 3 Sword Immortals are all dead." Did you guess right? β
His gaze swept over the faces of everyone in the hall one by one, and many of them had a burst of blush.
Who would have thought that several of the hot characters this time would all die in such a way.
"If it's one-on-one, how can this happen!" One of the guests finally couldn't hold back his roar.
His face flushed.
"But the rules have been clearly explained to all the masters before you bet, oh, just because you lose, you have to blame the king, isn't it a little inappropriate?" Qi Chen looked at him with a smile in his eyes.
"yes!" The crown prince of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom also helped Qi Chen speak, "After all, everyone is an old customer, so they are still aware of this kind of thingβwinning or losing is a common thing." Moreover, His Royal Highness Qi Chen has already made the rules clear, as a bettor, he has to consider all possible situations. β
Damn, these two people really don't have a backache when they stand and talk, but this time they stook me a billion!
The man turned his head angrily, "Your Highness Fenghua, who are you betting on?" β
Tiandao Fenghua stood up and smiled politely, "I'm sorry, I can't say it yet, but I can tell you, at least for now, he's still alive." β
Are you still alive?
Everyone present was amazed, His Royal Highness Fenghua's eyes were so vicious, this time the strength of the hot people are almost dead, if you can bet that you haven't lost so far, the person who was charged can be regarded as a dark horse.
Could it be that this future Heavenly Sword Monarch will be the one who bets on it......
"Okay, it's almost time," Qi Chen looked at the time, it was already 8 o'clock in the evening, "We should also go to meet the candidates for this competition." β
So far, it is indeed as Qi Chen said, the game has just begun, and the previous ones are just foreplay for the real game.
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Coincidentally, there are exactly 16 groups left, with a total of 32 people.
In other words, from yesterday to today, in the Dark God Domain, 24 people have died, nearly half of the number.
Emiya sighed in a low voice, "What a cruel competition, this is the ...... of the underworld"
Ye Zhao nodded and said seriously, "This is just a condensation of the real world, the open and secret battles of the Thirteen Kingdoms, the war that took place more than a hundred years ago, I don't know how many times more cruel than this." β
They looked back at the gate, and felt as if they had returned from a ghost gate.
"Judging from the pain I experienced before, the one named Suser should be dead, right?" Emiya muttered that in the rest of the crowd, there was indeed no shadow of him.
The synaesthesia of the Divine Soul Connecting Sword is simply terrible, and the blessing of Tuo Suser, the four of them have experienced the feeling of dying.
Fortunately, it's just a feeling, otherwise there is a real possibility of dying outside.
On the side, Hong Shaorou hugged her chest coldly, and the gratitude flashed in her eyes, "No matter what we went through together before, when we get here, we are enemies, and I won't let you!" β
Emiya smiled, "It's better not to." β
Otherwise, how can I know my current sword-forging strength?
He raised his head and looked at the high-rise circular platform above the hall with burning eyes, and said in his heart, I want to dominate the world's number one swordsmith!
"Congratulations on entering the official competition," Qi Chen said to the empty hall as he stood on the high-level platform, "From now on, you will have 3 days to use the collected materials to create suitable weapons for your partner, and after a while, someone will lead you to the exclusive room, and we have equipped you with an exclusive casting room, if you have any requirements for casting tools, we will try our best to meet you." β
The history of the Dark God Domain is long, and the legend says that thousands of years ago, the Chongjian Kingdom prepared a place for the restoration of the country in case the country was destroyed or usurped one day, and there are top sword-casting rooms that have been built and blessed by thousands of sword-casting craftsmen, and there are also thousands of sword-casting materials that have been accumulated, but they are gradually forgotten due to their age, with the arrival of the era of peace.
Later, with the rise of competition in the dark realm, the sword-forging here was reduced to a competitive place, which was opened purely for martial arts, and only less than one thousandth of it was used.
It was only now that the reopening of the Underground King Combination Battle had brought the entire Dark God Domain back to its glory.
Although it is said that it is really at this moment, it makes people feel pressured, and I don't know why, Wei Gong has a little faint expectation in his heart.
"Before you enter the room, we have prepared a lottery so that we can arrange the opponents for everyone in the future," Qi Chen smiled and said loudly, "If there is no doubt, then the lottery will start now!" β
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The personnel of the competition live on the tenth floor, and the upper floor is the room of the betting bosses, and on the top floor, there are only two royal suites, one of which is for the six princes Qi Chen, and the other is reserved for the Heavenly Dao Elegance of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom.
"A combination of the 21-point Sword Immortal [Sword King] Duke Wang Ren and the 25-point Sword Forge [Dark Sword Queen] Tian Shinoya." Standing in the corridor outside the room, Emiya glanced at the roster and sighed, "It seems that the opponent is not bad." β
"What's more?!" Fan Yuze glanced at it and sneered, "You better ask for more blessings, this pair is no worse than me and Shaorou!" Ah! β
Before he finished speaking, he let out a miserable scream, and Hong Shaorou behind him gave him a violent shock.
"Don't listen to his nonsense, I'm the strongest." Hong Shaorou hugged her chest and said coldly, "However, if you die here, I can only say that you are far worse than me." β
She held out a finger and pushed it to the tip of Emiya's nose.
"Hee-hee, I'm sure I'll beat you in the final!" Emiya smiled.
But after he said this, the eyes of the four people also dimmed.
Emiya said to himself, "In the end, we can only live one group, otherwise, we can go out and be friends......"
Hong Shaorou was stunned for a moment, turned her head, and blushed and didn't dare to look at Wei Gong's eyes.
She pretended to be calm and said, "Whoever wants to be friends with you, I have always been used to being free and easy, and the word friend is really not suitable for me." β
It's a hard mouth......
Ye Zhao smiled, "That's it, it's agreed, each with his own strength, if there really is such a day, even if this possibility is very slim, but if we can really survive, we will be friends for life in the future." β
Emiya was stunned for a moment and let out a sigh.
This big brother, looking at his age, is not young, how can he be so naΓ―ve and sensational......
"Good!"
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