The frost of the entire field shattered like foam, beautiful and murderous.

Several figures flashed back into the arena, and one of the demons couldn't help but get down on one knee and spat out a mouthful of blood with ice slag in it.

"Tengluo, how are you?" A demon asked.

"Ahem, ahem...... That's an exaggeration......"

The wounded demon shook his head and smiled bitterly.

There is a big gap between A-level creatures, the strong ones are freaks like Fan Jiang who have comprehended the way of gods and demons, and the weak ones are old unlucky people like Lin Hong who are played with by a bug.

These demons can't even compare to Sena who was defeated in the hands of Regis, so naturally they don't belong to the high-end.

Although Cheng Hai is limited to the contract, he cannot use his own skills. But the passive of the system reward is still in effect, and the god-descended Les Frost already has a very high spell talent, plus the elemental affinity obtained by Cheng Hai, the skills released are even more exaggerated than the original.

If these demons didn't die inside, they were already merciful.

A cool breeze blew, and alternating currents formed a gentle thrust that sent him into the sky. In the original venue, all the demon corpse capitals have disappeared.

The red giant beast shadow leaned over and roared, Drake looked at Cheng Hai vigilantly, and said angrily: "Rice! What the hell do you want to do?! ”

"Kill, and leave, what's the problem?" Cheng Hai bowed his head and said.

"You ......"

Drake clenched his still cold fist and stopped talking.

Although he was able to resist freezing to a certain extent after opening his domain, he didn't know whether Cheng Hai's ability at this time was his full strength or not.

But if Cheng Hai is allowed to leave like this, the bloody arena will be disgraced from now on.

He couldn't take it!

"Forget it, Drake. It's just a temporary venue, and if it's ruined, it's ruined......"

In the backfield, a hoarse voice stopped him.

Drake looked back, and a fat demon shook his head slightly. He is a partner in the Colosseum and the boss of Senna and Woods. Around him, all the demons had a sad look on their faces.

Under the "helplessness", Drake could only shake his hands angrily, unwilling to say: "Damn! ”

"Humph!"

Cheng Hai didn't care at all, and floated out of the bloody arena coldly.

"Hehe......"

Regis smiled and flapped his wings.

Drake didn't know why his partner had stopped, but he saw it. Cheng Hai's frost nova condensed nearly a hundred meters of ice spikes before exploding, and the farthest one even reached the audience's throat.

Compared with the longitudinal height of the "Ice Crystal Tree", if Cheng Hai wanted to, he would be able to completely kill a piece of the demon in the face. If Drake insists on saving face with Cheng Hai, even if Cheng Hai doesn't dare to really do anything to the demons watching the show, his position as the person in charge of the arena can be regarded as sitting at the end.

"Lord Rice."

Regis followed Cheng Hai, and there was already an extra layer of appreciation in his eyes.

Unlike those stupid big men who are easily dominated by anger, Cheng Hai is very powerful, can see the situation clearly, and is a smart skeleton. In the past, it was their favorite collaborator.

"Mr. Regis."

Cheng Hai turned his head, as if he had already guessed that Regis would come out.

"Are you going back now?"

"Well, do you want to be together?"

"Nope."

Regis glanced behind him, shook his head and said, "I just got the news, I have to go back first." I'll give you the honorarium later. ”

"Okay." Cheng Hai nodded.

Although he had seized the corpses of ten median demons, he had already recovered enough of his roots. But resources are such a thing, of course, the more the merrier.

"See you later."

After throwing Cheng Hai a key card, Regis flapped his wings and flew away.

After he left, several figures appeared from the direction of the gladiatorial arena, none other than several assassins from Purgatory.

"Hello, Mr. Rice." The gray snake at the head was the first to speak.

"Is there something wrong?"

Cheng Hai put away the keycard and fell from the sky.

After all, Purgatory is still a killer organization, and although he has taken a bad breath for them under their banner, with their habits, they still can't be too enthusiastic at this time.

"My name is Grey Snake, his name is Reiner, and we are both killers of Purgatory." The gray snake said respectfully.

"You didn't use your full name?" Cheng Hai said unexpectedly.

As far as the demons he knew so far, they rarely had the habit of replacing the number.

The gray snake was slightly stunned, and then said: "I lost a lot of memories, I only remember the code name before I was born, so I used it like this." ”

"I see." Cheng Hai nodded and asked again, "Is there something wrong?" ”

Gray Snake and Reiner glanced at each other, and then said: "Actually, it's not a big deal, but now the situation is special, and we don't check the undead who entered here for a while." Get to know each other and take care of each other. ”

Glancing in the direction of the gladiatorial arena, Cheng Hai smiled and said, "Okay, I have to go back to my residence now, let's talk while walking." ”

"Good ......"

The gray snake followed behind Cheng Hai.

……

Da-da-da-da.

Solid leather pounded on the floor, and Regis pushed the door in, and a dozen demons sat in the small conference room.

"Lord Netsali, Lord Kyririck." Regis bowed.

"Hmm."

Kerryrick glanced at him, and Nethally took his hands and didn't look back. In front of him was a large screen of light, projecting a high-altitude overhead view of various areas of Hagikai City.

Regis was used to this, and he found his usual place to sit and sat down with his chest crossed.

Demons are quiet, unlike frizzy humans who always have something to say.

After about half an hour of waiting, the last demon pushed the door open. With purple skin and misshapen fangs, it was none other than Dolesas who had gone out to investigate the Calamity elves.

"Coming back?" Nesally Road.

"Well, it's probably coming to an end." Duress Road.

"Look at this."

Nessaly turned around, and a red ribbon slowly floated up in front of Duresus.

"This?"

Before he could take it, Duresas noticed the calamity attached to the side and asked, "Where did this come from?" ”

"The clues provided by the Holy Sect are that Fibri made a prayer early in the morning and predicted this. I've found some clues in the interview, but I think you're better at it than I am. ”

"Clues? It shouldn't be......"

Turesus stirred up the ribbon and found that the doom of the period was like a silk weaving, as if some kind of activated spell was hidden in between. He carefully unleashed his power, and while promising not to break the string, he took the end of the doom side.

With this movement, a faint sensation immediately came from the other end of the spell.

Following this point of induction and traction, it was as simple as drawing an exit in a labyrinth, and Tourethus quickly cracked the simple spell.

"It's done."

Dolezas let go and stepped back, some translucent gas released from the ribbon. The gas was odorless and non-toxic, and it was constantly surging inside, gradually revealing its true appearance.

Eventually, it draws a pattern.

Nethali and the other demons narrowed their eyes in unison, a universal gesture floating in mid-air.

A middle finger.

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