Chapter 172: Individual Race with High Mortality Rate
Hassan's face turned white, and he didn't dare to talk about it in his life, and he didn't dare to say anything about it, in case Merlin was in a moment's interest, let him draw a picture on the spot, so he could only whisper: "There was a little accident, probably," probably imitated uh, 0.1 percent of the look, "0.1 percent?" Merlin's loud repetition made Hassan even more embarrassed. He unconsciously shrunk his neck, eager to find a crack in the ground to get into, and he broke three of the four or five thousand symbols. Nothing more. Say that 0.1 percent is already water. Merlin is a heavy enchanter. So I have more or less understanding of enchantment, and I understand very well what it means to only be able to imitate a synthesis scroll of zero hundredths and one.
Generally, the synthesis scroll will add some anti-piracy magic array symbols, and this symbol will not account for more than thirty percent in the synthesis scroll, that is, the general synthesis scroll can be imitated seventy percent.
Copying only a 0.1 percent synthetic scroll means that it's not that the scroll's anti-piracy technology is good, but that the scroll itself is maddeningly difficult.
So he turned his gaze back to Rocca, "What about Mr. Roca." β
"Huh." Roca smiled and said with some pride, "I've succeeded in copying 0.2 percent." β
No matter how dismal this result is, if he can beat his old rival Hassan twice, he feels very happy, and he is also very embarrassed. But when he heard Hassan's 0.1 percent, he was relieved that he was still a master of piracy.
Merlin couldn't sit still any longer. Standing up and pacing back and forth, Elder Feng sighed when he saw that the lord who wanted to be steady was excited like this. The lord is still too affectionate. It's really not suitable to be one.
"Merlin, it's useless for you to be in a hurry. This enchanter doesn't have to be in the Blood Capital. "The only one who dares to call Merlin by his name is Elder Feng, who is Merlin's elder himself, and he didn't come to the Blood Capital because he committed any crime. It's not because it's boring and boring, it's purely to help Merlin.
"Feng Lao, can you tell when a scroll was made?"
Feng Lao shook his head, "No, but this scroll should be very new." β
At this time, Rocca interjected: "The maker is most likely not in the Blood Capital, as far as I know, the seller who brought this scroll to the Enchanter's Guild is a young man, estimated to be only twenty years old. β
"A twenty-year-old can't be a maker.
Feng Lao said categorically, "This enchanter must be a master among masters, energy control has reached the pinnacle, look at these lines, so dense actually didn't cause energy overflow, if I didn't see it with my own eyes, I couldn't believe it at all." I guess this guy has at least a hundred or two hundred years of experience in drawing scrolls. Otherwise, this dense energy connection must be wrong, and I estimate that he will be an enchanter above level five. β
"Energy control" Merlin nodded lightly on his forehead when he heard these four words, and he suddenly turned the scroll on the table over. Got the light, "Look at the base of this scroll, don't you have any associations?" β
Feng Lao glanced at it, and through the light transmission of the magic lamp, he could vaguely see a few faint watermark numbers in the lower left corner of the scroll, Feng Lao was startled, "This is"
"That's right, this is a white scroll bought in the Dark Earl Enchanter's Guild in the Netherworld Imperial Capital, each one is numbered, this one should belong to the batch I bought a month ago, I checked it two hours ago. There are also some serial scrolls that sit in the Enchanter's Guild's warehouse and never come out. The scroll is teleported directly from the magic circle. It won't be lost at all, and even if it is, could it be so coincidental that it fell into the hands of that young man? So I concluded that this scroll was drawn in the City of Blood! β
"In that case, then the young man must know the mysterious enchanter, but the only thing that makes me uneasy is that a person of this level may even be a legendary hero, so why should he help me." Merlin sat down in a daze, he really had a hard time coming up with anything that appealed to the legendary hero. Unless that's one item
At this time, a warrior in heavy armor walked up to the main hall with a red girl, "Report to the lord, the hostess has been found." β
The red beauty was the receptionist who led Gu Nansheng and his heart to the capital of blood, and she looked at the big people in the room with some trepidation, where any person could be killed with a touch of a finger
Merlin looked at the red woman. His eyes were full of majesty, "Twelve days ago, how many newcomers did you host?" β
The red woman was stunned. Who remembers this?
"Have you ever received a one-armed man?" Merlin added.
The red beauty remembered. "Yes, there is such one. Man, he walked with a little girl. The man was quite arrogant, and the slave helped him answer some novice questions, and then he went straight to the slaughterhouse. β
"Oh?" Merlin said to the heavy armor warriors, "Check the record of the game in the slaughterhouse twelve days ago
"Did you ever receive an old man before and after you received that one-armed man? Or a middle-aged man with a magic wand? Or a middle-aged man in a magic robe? β
The red beauty thought for a moment. Shaking his head, "No." β
Merlin frowned. "Get all the hostesses and check them one by one."
Then he turned back to the red woman, "Tell me more about how you met." The details are all clear. β
Yes, the adult red woman replied resignedly, but she was puzzled in her heart, what was so special about that one-armed man?
"Brother, you're going to participate. People race? The crab looked contemplative
The individual competition is not a bone to gnaw on Gu Nansheng said: "There is no way, although the rewards of the individual competition are a little lower." But it takes seven days to participate in a team fight, which is too slow. β
The crab shook his head. "It's not this". The mortality rate is too high. β
Gu Nansheng was stunned. "Isn't it a nephew? It stands to reason that the death rate in team battles is higher. β
Crab sat down and poured a glass of wine, "It's not such a reason, the death rate of the team battle is indeed more than half, but don't forget that the team battle has a special other world, you can fill up the blood before going out, and the individual competition is different." It's held in the arena, and if the winner is covered in bruises after a game, what would you do if you were a spectator?"
Gu Nansheng was taken aback. "You're saying you'll be mobbed?"
"Well, that's right. Although the reward system honor points cannot be used to upgrade the lord, the equipment is also a good thing, and in the capital of blood, one less strong enemy is less dangerous, and it is the smartest way to get rid of the threat while the strong are injured. β
Gu Nansheng thought about it for a while. Still, he said, "I've decided to go." And Xiu Tease also went along. β
"What?" The crab slapped the table and stood up, "Xiao Xiu teased? She's only a few years old, absolutely not! In her case, there must have been no bones left to be eaten. β
"She can't live under the protection of others for the rest of her life. While we're still only a one-star Slayer, our opponents are of a lower level. Attend as early as possible, or it will be even later later. β
Fate can't be avoided, in this case, it's better to adapt as soon as possible.
"Whatever you want. Anyway, in this ghost place, one day is enough, and two days are earned.
The crab grinned, "I'll go home and hug my wife." β
So, in the afternoon of the same day, Gu Nansheng came to the personal sake arena together.
There is no time limit for the individual competition, and you can even participate in consecutive competitions if you wish
Field.
There are a lot of arenas. The audience is relatively small, and ordinary people don't dare to appear here at all, otherwise they will be killed immediately.
Gu Nansheng took Jia to one of the arenas that looked quite large, and the entrance fee to the individual competition was much cheaper, and the one-star slaughterer only needed a hundred gold coins.
The audience consisted of only a few dozen people, all of whom were slaughterers, who had come here to get acquainted with their opponents, or who had waited for their chance to strike at the winner.
The walls of the arena are more than twenty meters high, and there is only one exit. A heavy iron door hangs above the exit. It's like a huge guillotine, looking like that, it weighs no less than 10,000 catties.
The playing field is square in shape, about 30 meters long and 30 meters wide, and the ground is paved with rough granite, irrigated by blood for many years. The surface of the rock was covered with a layer of black blood.
An expressionless cleaner stood in a corner of the field, with a trash can and a broom at his feet. The garbage cans were littered with bloody broken bones and scraps of human flesh.
There is no such thing as tactics in individual warfare, it is all based on personal strength.
Gu Nansheng's opponent was a middle-aged man dressed in purple, he was very tall and his eyes were as sharp as a falcon.
None of the dozens of spectators applauded, and they watched the arena in silence like a flock of vultures. Wait for the deceased to appear.
There are no referees. No one announced the start of the game, there was no etiquette before the duel. Not even an opening sentence. The battle of life and death began directly.
The purple-clothed man looked at Gu Nansheng silently, slowly took out a long knife, and then, he disappeared out of thin air.
Wind Walk!
Gu Nansheng opened the Eye of Sargeras, although he still couldn't see the shadow of the purple-clothed man, but he could see the traces of energy flowing in the air.
That trace was rushing towards Gu Nansheng quickly.
At this time. In the path of the traces, a flame rose into the sky.
Gu Nansheng unleashed a light strike array at the empty arena.
Then, he leaped forward, Frost Sorrow slashing across the air.
Burst! Blood swayed out of the air, splashing Gu Nansheng's body, and then the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground sounded. Half of the purple-clothed man appeared out of thin air and fell heavily to the ground.
System prompts. Earn Honor Points.
Generally speaking, a one-star slaughterer is only a dozen levels of a transferred warrior, and three or four hundred points of blood are vulnerable in front of Gu Nansheng
Everyone present was amazed and inexplicable. They couldn't figure out how the human had managed to find the place of the man in purple.
Gu Nansheng touched the equipment on the corpse, and there were only two iron branches and an agile loaf. It's just poor to a certain extent.
No matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat, and in the capital of blood, the price is hundreds of times more expensive than the outside, except for equipment, which needs money everywhere. So Gu Nansheng still put away the iron tree branches and agile loafers.
Two cleaners came to the stage to sweep the battlefield, one was responsible for hauling away the corpses, and the other was responsible for sweeping the floor.
The cleaner who dragged the corpse grabbed the arm of the upper half of the corpse with his left hand and the ankle of the lower half of the corpse with his right hand, and dragged the person away like a dead dog.
A minute later. The next one begins.
It was Xiao Jia who came to power, and coincidentally, her opponent was also a woman.
Female transfer warriors were originally very common, but in the capital of bloodshed, there were relatively few of them, probably only one or two percent.
Before the game, he introduced himself: "The intellectual-turned-warrior shows the magician." β
The woman was stunned when she saw Chan's appearance, and said with a smile: "Little sister, you seem to be very nervous." β
Plus was stunned for a moment. Subconsciously nodded.
"It's the first time to participate," the woman didn't mean to fight, "yes." A little overwhelmed, she never thought that the competition would evolve to this point.
"Well," the woman sighed, "this is where you came." β
Biting her lip hungrily, she wanted to explain something. But I don't know how to say it.
"I've been here for three months, and every day I don't know what I'm living for, and I'm tired of killing day after day."
"Oh," he replied in a vague voice.
"Why don't you kill me."
"Huh? I almost thought I had heard it wrong.
"Seriously, I didn't want to live for a long time." The woman's face showed a sadness and helplessness, "I was originally the princess of the Blue Feather Kingdom, when I was choosing the heir to the throne, I was framed by my brother, not to mention losing the throne, and I was chased and killed by my brother, I came here in desperation, and I killed so many lives every day in order to survive, I was really miserable." β
"But" but
"It's nothing, make a move, I'm going to die sooner or later, it's better to die at your hands, at least you look like a pure little girl. Those perverted men, I look evil, heart.
Plus shook his head desperately, "Don't worship"
"Let's make a move." The woman took a step closer and took her hand, "Sister doesn't blame you
"No,"
The net was about to clap her hands back, but suddenly she felt as if her hand was caught in iron tongs, and the woman's amiable face suddenly became hideous, and a short sword slipped from her sleeve and cut directly at her neck.
"Ahh In the panic, he couldn't dodge the knife at all, and he was hit by the vital point.
Quenching dagger!
Plus only felt as if all his strength was gone. Her vision blurred, and the toxin spread through her body, making her mobility and aggression much lower.
"What a naΓ―ve silly boy, I'll send you on your way." The woman laughed wildly, and another knife, stabbing the heart.
Plus is quenched and poisoned dagger minus. There was simply no way to avoid the blow. Hit again.
The woman was shocked when she saw that the little girl in front of her was shocked when she made two critical attacks in a row, but failed to result in the result. She originally thought that she would be able to kill this stupid little Luo Luo easily, but the reason why she used the trick was just to win easier and avoid being injured and being attacked by someone. But she never thought that this little girl would have so much blood.
"Plus. Light Strike Array! The sound of the morning bell and the drums sounded in my ears, and my heart suddenly woke up. A series of incantations came out of his mouth, and fiery tongues of fire burst out of the ground, engulfing the woman entirely.
"Retardation!" The sound of magic sounded in her heart and ears again, she didn't think about it, and then chanted the incantation, and the golden rope directly wrapped around the woman's body.
For an agility hero, the strength of the Slowness spell will be greatly weakened.
"For an ordinary attack, she has a maximum of three hundred blood, and she will die in two hits
In the chaos, I completely forgot about intolerance and fear. Hurriedly unleashed two fireballs.
With two bursts of flames, the woman fell to the ground in a pool of blood.
Hungry and frightened, she looked at the woman's corpse and gasped for breath, this was the first time she had killed someone. Although I have killed Scourge warriors before, I always feel subconsciously that those Scourge warriors look like monsters.
But this time, a living human girl was turned into a corpse under her hands, and she couldn't tell what it felt like in her heart.
It's a little disgusting, a little scared.
She walked off the stage in a daze, and Gu Nansheng shook his head. "Wouldn't you use your brain, if she's tired of killing, she'll come to the individual tournament with a higher mortality rate? Isn't the team battle once every seven days enough for her to participate? β
"I'm sorry, Brother Gu Nansheng. With my head down, tears are about to come out, and the taste of being deceived is always unpleasant.
"Don't be stupid and easily trust people in the future." Gu Nansheng sighed and took out the healing ointment, but when he touched the inventory with his hand, the whole person froze, and a faint murderous aura spread in the air.
He glanced around coldly, and seven or eight demobilized soldiers were standing not far away, looking at this place coldly.
They are professional robbers and live in the capital of bloodshed. The cost is very high, and the equipment obtained if you do not participate in the competition. That can only wait to starve to death.
However, whether it is an individual competition or a team battle, the mortality rate is more than 50%, and many people dare not participate. So they began to make up their minds and set up a team to specialize in robbery.
A transferred soldier who has just finished a battle is naturally the best target for robbery, not to mention, the little girl in front of her is a little lamb to be slaughtered.
"Friend, get out of the way, we're looking for that little girl today, and we don't want to get into trouble." One. The obviously leading demobilized soldier said to Gu Nansheng. He was obviously jealous of Gu Nansheng's strength.
In his opinion, although the two people in front of him know each other, in the capital of blood, stabbing a friend in the back is commonplace. It makes sense to sit on the sidelines. As long as the man is not stupid, he should leave the little girl and run away alone, otherwise in this case, he will be looking for death by fighting with seven or eight people, not to mention that he can't win at all, even if he can win, he will definitely be seriously injured, and then he will be killed by others.