Chapter 479: Preliminary Killing Match II.

Oiro and his subordinates walked cautiously in the hunting grounds of the royal family of Gosai.

For Oylo, the goal was already clear: the owner of the silver, bronze, and iron badges.

Although the gold badge has enough points, it is still easier to deal with the owners of the remaining three badges.

This practice of bullying the weak and fearing the hard is naturally an insult to the knights.

However, for mercenaries, it is a normal thing.

Finding something as he walked forward, Oylo jerked his palm.

Immediately, the surrounding mercenaries lurked, and with the wave of Oylo's palm, the mercenary who was the best at lurking and reconnaissance in the group touched it.

After a few moments, the mercenary came back with an ugly face.

"Boss, just like the previous ones, is dead!"

The mercenary replied in a low voice.

"All dead?"

Oylo frowned, and couldn't help muttering softly: "It's even more dangerous than I thought, it's only been less than two hours since it started, and at least one-third of the contestants of the Iron Badge have been cleared out...... Somebody is plotting our big guys! ā€

"Boss, what are we going to do?"

The mercenaries asked directly.

"We changed our plan - with the current situation, it is impossible to get to the semi-finals and implement the second plan...... Who?! ā€

Oylo said bluntly; However, before the words fell, he let out a low voice.

In an instant, the surrounding mercenaries unsheathed their swords and aimed their crossbows.

And those who are drunk and hidden. And did not continue to hide.

Or rather, from the very beginning, Chastain did not want to hide.

Holding his own tattered sword. Chastain walked over from the side.

"Chastain?"

Oiro looked at the contestant in front of him in disbelief.

If the last person he wanted to meet in the entire sword competition was Dean, then the second person he didn't want to meet was Chastain in front of him.

The other party's whole body was extremely sharp, and they were all telling Oylo about the difficulty and strength of the other party.

Oylo waved his hand at his subordinates.

He knew very well that in the face of such a person, his subordinates were definitely not opponents, and if he made a rash move. There is definitely no life or death.

"Chastain If you want a badge, we can give you half, that's the maximum. If you want them all, I'll need to try it out with you - there are countless good players in the entire hunting grounds, and I ask you to keep enough of them! ā€

Oylo took two steps forward and stood in front of Chastain and said.

Chastain, on the other hand, seems to be contemplating Oylo's suggestion. He stood still for a long time and did not make a sound. After a while, he asked in a slightly hoarse voice, "Have you seen my apprentice?" ā€

"Your apprentice? That little ghost? No! ā€

The other party's question made Chastain instantly think of a clever young man, but the next moment he shook his head.

Before, he remembered that the other party was holding an iron badge, and Chastain was holding a gold badge, obviously. Because of the time gap, the two sides did not meet together.

"Thank you!"

Chastain said. I walked to the other side.

"Hey, Chastain, be careful, some guys have already started to lay out in order to deal with Zelgaon!"

Looking at Chastain's back, Oylo shouted.

As if he hadn't heard, Chastain walked in the direction he had thought in his heart.

"Boss, what's the matter with this guy? How does it feel weird? ā€

As Chastain left, the surrounding mercenaries gathered again.

"It's a monster, of course it's weird...... Damn, this sword fighting competition attracted so much? What kind of monsters have popped up...... Luckily, Chastain is worried about his disciples, otherwise we would have been wiped out! ā€

Ojlo patted his chest with trepidation.

"Boss, you're exaggerating, he's alone!"

The mercenaries apparently thought Oylo was joking again, after all, that's what their boss usually looks like.

"Exaggerated? I tell you...... Well, what I'm telling you, you don't understand - hurry up and find some blood to rub on your body, and then get into those corpses and wait for the game to end! ā€

Oylo wanted to explain something, but the next moment he thought of the gap between his subordinates and himself, and couldn't help but pat his forehead and commanded directly.

"Boss, what about you?"

The mercenaries asked.

"I'm going to at least get a spot in the semifinals in the real sense of the word, right? Otherwise, if you make up points for me, what will our employers think of us? What a hassle! ā€

Oylo rolled his eyes.

Then, when all his subordinates were in order, he left in a flash.

……

Hunting grounds, in the woods on the other side.

'Hercules' Hilik and 'Venom Master' Rand confronted each other.

Hilik is a tall, athletic man, and the bulging muscles all over his body, just like his name, 'Hercules', with an urn-like tone, Hilik sneered: "Rand ate me with a punch, not only did you break your blocking arm, but also broke at least three ribs...... If you stay any longer, your badge will be mine! ā€

"Hey, I punched you, but you're safe? In a few minutes, your fist should rot! ā€

Rand, who was of average stature and wore a robe, looked like a wizard-like 'Venom Master', ignoring his severed arm, and just glanced at the fist of Hilik on the other side, which could hammer rocks, was rendered blue at this time.

It's not the blue of the sky, it's black blue.

When people look at it, they feel ominous.

"Before my fist rots, I'll be able to break all the bones of your body!"

As he spoke, Hilik rushed towards Rand.

And the latter, not to be outdone, took out several medicine bottles.

Just when the two sides were on the verge of breaking out. A figure appeared beside him.

"'Hyena'?!"

"Ilcher?!"

Helik and Rand looked at the uninvited guest who suddenly appeared, and suddenly stopped fighting. They each took a few steps back, wary of the 'hyena' Ulcher in front of them.

"'Hercules' 'Venom Master'...... Gee! ā€

With an inexplicable voice, the skinny Ircher laughed.

"You think you've got a win?"

Hilik snorted coldly, glanced at Rand on the side, and immediately, the latter had more medicine bottles in his hand.

However, there have been some changes in the direction of aiming.

It's no longer Hilik. It's the Icher who has just appeared.

"Don't worry, I'm not targeting you two...... Or rather, not for the time being - until the real big trouble is solved. I think it's even more advantageous for us to live in peace! ā€

Ironcher said.

"What do you mean?"

Hilik asked.

"Didn't you notice that there were too many corpses around? The nobles had already united, and although their goal was Zelgaon, they waited until Zelgaon was killed...... How much hope do you think we have to survive? ā€

Ilcher's gaze scanned for Helik and Rand. Asked word by word.

"Why should I trust you?"

Hilik looked at each other suspiciously.

And Rand on the side had the same expression.

"It's okay if you don't believe me. We can prove that I am right! ā€

As he spoke, he pulled out a crystal ball the size of a palm.

After a moment of friction, a series of images began to appear inside the crystal ball.

The moles among the commoner contestants, the killing of the aristocratic contestants, are presented one by one in it.

Looking at the images, the faces of Helik and Rand changed and changed.

Especially when they saw those noble silver powerhouses forming a queue and having tacit cooperation, the faces of the two were extremely ugly.

"I'm just out of caution when these nobles' retinue comes into contact with these guys. I put some gadgets on them, and who knew I had a big discovery...... What do you think. Two of you? ā€

Alche looked at the two of them whose faces changed, and asked again.

"Good!"

Hilik nodded.

"It's only temporary!"

Then, Chilik added.

Rand on the side didn't speak, but the attitude was acquiescing.

"Well, we're all in this together! However, we are too weak compared to those nobles, and we should find a few more allies - that Zelgaon, and Chastain, are good candidates. ā€

Al Cherti yƬ.

Helik and Rand nodded, not objecting.

The three of them cooperated and stayed together vigilantly for the time being.

……

"Woooooo

The aristocratic contestant, whose mouth was gagged, whimpered with pain.

And the source of his pain was a slender and powerful palm on the top of his head, with a little purple-black light, and the five fingers of this palm were deeply inserted into the opponent's heavenly spirit cover.

After a while, when the whimpering of the noble contestants stopped, the owner of this palm said softly: "So that's what happened! ā€

"Mancol, what do we do next? Need help with Lord Zelgaon? ā€

Already waiting aside, Dicki, dressed in aristocratic attire, leaned against a tree and asked his companion.

"Your Highness only told us to beware of His Highness Findel, and did not offer to help that Lord Zelgaon!"

Mancol, who was slender and had a handsome and rigid face, slowly rolled up his sleeves and said lightly.

"You're the head, of course it's listening to you!"

Dickey shrugged nonchalantly.

"Still, I'd love to see His Highness Findel deflated!"

Mancol said again.

Suddenly, Diqi was stunned.

"Shoot directly, isn't it?"

Dickey hesitated.

"You don't need to shoot directly...... Someone will do it for us, just find that one! ā€

Mancol said, and walked briskly forward.

PS Second Update~

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