Early the next morning, Bakurata came to the inn and told Dak and the others to go with them to the Holy Crown War. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

As soon as they met, Bakurata was stunned for a moment, and the outfits of the three of them were completely different from the previous days. All three of them were dressed in pure black cloth robes, with a small silver-edged reverse cross on a black background hanging on their chests. Each person also had a fist-sized round ball hovering over their shoulders.

Bakurata curiously pointed to the ball and asked, "What is this?"

"Our weapon is the devil. A gift from the dark gods. ”

Bakurata didn't quite understand, but when it came to God, he didn't dare to ask more, just vaguely said, "Oh, oh." So what you're wearing now—"

"The formal attire of the Cult of the Dark God, worn to formal occasions. ”

"Thank you very much. However...... "Bakurata endured and endured, but still couldn't resist the problem of his big mouth," "the style of this costume is inevitably too simple, right?"

Isabella smiled faintly: "As a believer in the Cult of the Dark God, you must take due responsibility, not care about meaningless things. ”

"It seems that we are not the same in this regard, we have to show respect for God as much as possible, ah, I don't mean that your clothes are disrespectful to your God, just ......"

Duck made a gesture of please to Bakurata, who closed his mouth knowingly and led the way with his head.

The path underfoot was apparently repaired, at first it was a thin tree-lined path, and after about 40 minutes of walking, the jungle overhead gradually thinned out, and the road beneath your feet gradually became a fine gravel path. After walking for about 20 minutes, the gravel road became wider and the eyes suddenly opened up. The gravel road became a wide stone pavement. There was an endless stream of cars and horses.

Bacurata stopped a carriage and the three of them rode together.

Duck asked, "Are we going back to Dallas?"

"Not bad. There is no Holy Crown battlefield in Insque, the place is too small. You have to come to Dallas City, and you'll be there in 10 minutes. You see, all the people who are in a hurry next to you are going to participate. Look, the car with the shield on it, it's our people, oh oh, they're afraid they'll have to hurry up, or they'll be late. ”

Isabella asked, "Aren't you also a soldier, why don't you participate?"

Bakurata smiled bitterly, "How can I have that qualification? I'm just a Black Panther Warrior now, and if I want to participate in the Holy Crown War, I must at least have to be an Eagle Warrior." Toucan, Timberwolf, Panther, Viper, Eagle, Saber-toothed Tiger, six levels, take your time. However, I think it's a bit troublesome, forget it, don't talk about it. ”

Seeing that he was not in high spirits, Duck and Isabella did not continue on the topic. The car quickly entered Dallas City.

The city of Dallas is surrounded by water on three sides, and is connected to land by a stone bridge on one side. Duck and his car entered the city along the wide stone bridge in the center. After entering the city, instead of going to the arena with the other cars, the car turned around and stopped in front of a tall four-story spire building.

According to Bacurata, the house was a place where the samurai trained and rested, and from behind it there was a convenient passage directly into the arena, so there was no need to crowd the entrance with others. He also said that this was a special concern for Yu Panji before leaving.

Isabella said, "So, will you stay with us in a moment?"

"No, I've got a duty in half an hour, it's okay, I've got you a translator. Huszt, Huszt!

As soon as the curtain was lifted, an old man in his fifties came out, with a strand of white hair on his head being particularly conspicuous: "Everyone, we meet again." ”

Bakurata was a little surprised: "Montreci the Faceless of Dubro, why are you here?"

"Hust greedily ate a few more mouthfuls of Regal fruit, drank two more mouthfuls of mountain springs, and went to the stomach, afraid that you would clean him up, and just happened to run into me, so I asked me to help temporarily. ”

Bakurata glared at him fiercely: "For the time being, that's all it takes." These two are Yupanki's guests, so don't be slow. Or—"

"Okay, okay, I know more about this than you do. Don't you still have a mission? Hurry up and get ready, I'll leave it to me. Feel relieved. ”

Bakurata was still a little uneasy, and instructed Dark: "This old guy is so bragging, don't talk nonsense with him." If anything happens, I'll report it to Yupanki, and I'll go. ”

"See you in a moment!"

Seeing Bakurata leaving, Montreci smiled and said, "Two distinguished guests, please!" he said and led the two of them through the door and into a long corridor.

There was a black knock in the corridor. The walls are flanked by dancing torches, and a faint fishy smell wafts through the humid and stuffy air. Well, it wasn't long on this road, and I walked out in four or five minutes.

A huge light came to their faces, and Duck and Isabella couldn't help but hide their eyes. They were already standing in the stands high above a huge circular arena.

The bizarre costumes of the two caused a small commotion, but it quickly subsided, and everyone's eyes were on the two teams that came out of the arena.

Someone gave Duck their seats. Darker thanked the men, who stood aside with smiles on their faces.

The two teams were dressed very differently. One of them was neatly draped, the costume was a uniform saber-toothed tiger headdress, the formation was compact, and the weapons in the hands were all uniform flat-bodied thick-handled wooden clubs, and the wide blades of the wooden sticks were also equipped with sharp obsidian blades on both sides.

Montreci introduced: "This is the team of the great King of Atlas, the son of the sun god, and the master of Dallas, Curantino, all of whom are elite saber-toothed tiger warriors. ”

Isabella frowned: "Such a long title, do you have to say it every time?"

"It must be said. There's a longer one, want to hear it?"

"Tell yourself to relieve your boredom. What's going on with the other team?"

Dark's eyes were on the other team. The team's costumes were uneven, the formation was sparse, the weapons in their hands were very undecent, and some even held the thigh bones of unknown animals as hammers.

"This is the ragtag army of the League of 100 Nations. A set of loose sand, play once and lose once. But after all, it is also selected from various tribes. According to the previous exchange ratio, the saber-toothed tiger samurai will probably lie down a third of the way. ”

Isabella suddenly pointed at the one at the front of the saber-toothed tiger samurai and shouted, "Yupanki!"

Not only her, but many people in the stands called out Yupanki's name, which began one after another, and then gradually merged into a powerful wave: "Yupanki! Yupanki!"

Yupanki heard his name being called, stepped out of the array, raised his hand to mukawit in his hand to greet the crowd, turned around and saluted for a week, and then retreated back into formation.

The hero's actions boosted the morale of their team, and the saber-toothed tiger warriors mobilized the mukawit in their hands to prepare for battle.

The great melee of 200 against 200 is about to begin.

At the top of the stand is a square-topped quadrangular tower, the top of the tower is a high platform, which has been piled with dry firewood, and with the surrounding ironclad rhinoceros horn whining three times, the chaotic field quickly quieted down, including the two team battles The team also stopped all movements, stood solemnly, and looked in the direction of the high platform.

The richly dressed Saquillian priests raised their torches in their hands, slowly ascended to the high platform, and raised the torches to signal to the crowd.

There was silence in the room, and everyone held their breath, waiting for him to light the fire.

Montreich whispered: "Light three fires, the first one, each retreat to the white line, and line up." The second pile, ready for battle. The third pile is playing. ”

As he spoke, the first flames were already blazing. It took more than a minute for the saber-toothed tiger samurai team to line up in a neat line, while it took more than ten minutes for the Hundred Nations Alliance team to barely form a formation. The priest above looked impatient, and he quickly lit a second fire.

Yupanki let out a low roar in his throat, and his comrades behind him roared at the same time, and their bodies were low, like a group of tigers about to pounce. The neat roar immediately suppressed the sparse war cry on the other side.

The third fire is lit!

Both sides let out a deafening shout at the same time, and countless blades were raised high, frantically hedged together!