The security personnel of the venue arrived at the competition venue in time, and they hurriedly escorted the two competitors to leave.

They can't afford to have problems with these two people, one of them belongs to the category of high-ranking cadres, although he has a stiff quarrel with his family, but his family has not given up! The other person is a rising star this year, and he has heard that he is also related to the Great Alchemist, so he can't be provoked either.

At this time, Hawkeye had already returned control to Qian Cangyi.

As he was leaving, he noticed that the hunter was already in a state of blindness.

It's like falling out of love for the hundredth time, and it's very sad.

Qian Cangyi shook his head and followed the security guard towards the lounge.

At the same time, something different was happening outside the venue.

For some reason, the walking queue began to gather at the venue, and the number of people was increasing, and it seemed that there was a tendency to make a hard way in.

Although they are now temporarily shut out, the situation is not optimistic.

The situation outside the venue can even be compared to a powder keg.

It only takes a little spark for this powder keg to explode.

And there are so many ways that Mars can appear that it is impossible to prevent it.

When one of the charging Black Truth members was knocked to the ground by the enraged security guards, the Black Truth members, who had nowhere to vent their anger, finally broke out, and some of them pulled short knives directly from their bodies.

These short knives have a sharp edge and are fully open.

In the midst of the deafening shouts, these fanatics rushed forward and stabbed people with the knives in their hands, completely ignoring whether the person in front of them was the one they wanted to stab or not.

As a result, the security guard was only slightly injured, but it was a member of the Black Shinrikyo who was stabbed by his own people.

"Murder!" A loud scream resounded through the sky and stood out in the cacophony.

Chaos, endless chaos.

Because of the number of people, the security guards who maintain order in the venue are losing one after another, and they can kill or injure the fanatics in front of them as quickly as possible, but when the matter is over, they will inevitably be liquidated.

Could it be that if the other party stabs him with a knife, can't his side resist?

In fact, the equipment on the security side is much more advanced, because sometimes, they even have to deal with alchemists who are unhappy with the outcome of the game, although the situation is rare, but the probability is much more likely than the comet hitting the earth.

So unless the people surrounding the venue were able to come up with more destructive weapons, they had no legitimate reason to fire back, and could only keep changing people to prevent the members of the Black Shinrikyo from entering.

It's just that it's not that simple.

The nearly 10,000 spectators in the venue were not all pure and flawless fans of the players or people who were simply interested in the competition.

Among them, there are also those who are dissatisfied with alchemy.

Why are alchemists inherently superior, and why is there an absolutely unbridgeable gap between ordinary people and alchemists.

Even if the strength of ordinary people cannot compete with athletes on the same stage, ordinary people can at least run on their legs.

Even if ordinary people grovel in the face of rich businessmen, as long as ordinary people get the same amount of money as rich businessmen, the 'ability' of rich businessmen will immediately appear in this ordinary person.

But alchemists are different, no matter how hard ordinary people try, no matter how much they squeeze their heads, they can't drive the alchemy array, and no matter how much money they spend, it won't have any effect.

So they also joined the Church of Black Truth and, of course, participated in this riot.

When the outside can't be breached, then start from the inside.

This is the plan of the Black Shinrikyo religion.

As a result, in the audience, chaos spread bit by bit.

……

Kankura was sitting in the lounge, and unlike before, the rest of the players were deliberately avoiding him.

What he did just now was already known to the rest of the contestants, and because of the rapid transmission of news on the exchange, 'Milo' was soon nicknamed 'Dream Destroyer'.

But there are exceptions.

"It's good you didn't do that to me in the first game." Hill covered his mouth and chuckled.

"You don't have dreams." Qian Cang turned his head and said.

"You're really ruthless." Hill was about to say something, but the announcer came in and told him that someone was looking for Milo.

"You're very busy today." Hill walked away.

As soon as Qian Cang went out, he found that the person looking for him was the middle-aged man.

Beside him, the decadent hunter.

Seeing the hunter's loveless expression, Qian Cangyi felt a little compassionate.

Tsk, Hawkeye's behavior is probably the same as 'I'm not only going to on your head, but also ask you to borrow paper'.

Qian Cang thought to himself.

"Anyway, I still want to thank Mr. Milo, I didn't expect Mr. Milo to come up with such a solution." The middle-aged man still had a business smile on his face.

After all, he's just a part-time worker.

"Mr. Edie can't seem to participate in the next game, I plan to bring him back, by the way, I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Samuel."

"Of course, I won't breach the contract on what I promised Mr. before, if Mr. Milo wants me to help with something, just contact me directly." There is unrevealed arrogance in Samuel's very cultured tone.

He gave Miro his contact information.

It seems that they also want to get closer to me, otherwise there would be no need to do so.

I remember that Edie's home was in charge of the energy sector, so there was only one reason why they wanted to connect with me, and that was Hart, the Great Alchemist.

Qian Cang thought to himself.

At the same time, he returned a signature smile to Samuel.

Just then, the radio sounded.

"Please stay in the lounge for the time being, there are some emergencies in the venue, and they are being dealt with urgently, for your personal safety, please do not move around at will."

The broadcast is played on a loop.

"It seems that the two of you will not be able to leave the venue for the time being." Qian Cang glanced at the ceiling.

"Mr. Milo, not necessarily." Samuel smiled meaningfully.

Do you want to do it?

Qian Cang thought to himself.

"What Mr. Samuel means ......" Qian Cang tilted his head.

"Adults don't tolerate children throwing tantrums forever, do they?" Samuel finished speaking and left with Edie.

That's right.

Qian Cang put his hands in his pockets.

Outside the venue, the scene gradually began to get out of control, but everyone didn't pay attention, and a pure white airship was gradually approaching the venue. This is not a transport airship, but a propaganda airship.

As we approached the venue, a projection began to appear beneath the pure white airship.

The projection depicts a round-up by officers and alchemists from the City Security Bureau in conjunction with agents from the Central City, and the target of the round-up is the leader of the Church of Black Truth.

A man wearing a black mask.

The sound of the broadcast came from the airship.

"Zat, Sunring Alchemist, Red Notice."

"As the leader of the Church of Black Truth, he is trying to create panic among ordinary people and cause riots, and he is now arrested in accordance with the relevant regulations."