Chapter 584: Quentin's Visit [Chapter 2 for the "CYP6880" Alliance Leader]
Early the next morning, Gooding woke up, washed up, and walked towards the cafeteria.
He always kept the habit of eating breakfast, although sometimes lunch and dinner were skipped.
Along the way, Gooding felt a little weird, "How do you think, it seems to be a little different from yesterday." β
"Is it because there are no fallen leaves on the ground?" The Sea Emperor knew the reason for this change, and yesterday it was an all-nighter, and many prisoners and rank keepers in the sixth floor were busy with sanitation work all night.
"Isn't it, there's not even a leaf left on the ground?!" Gooding thought it was a little weird, "Didn't they even drop a leaf after they cleaned up?" β
"Because those guys used bioglue to glue all the leaves, they really didn't fall again." When the Sea Emperor saw this yesterday, he wanted to wake up Gu Ding to enjoy this strange sight of sticky leaves, but thinking that Gu Ding would have a game the next day, he gave up.
"Do you want to be so exaggerated and clean the prison so clean, does it mean that more people are welcome to join?" Gooding was a little speechless about this.
"It must be because the guy named Quentin is coming, and the warden wants to make a good impression on him. After all, Quentin is the warden's ancestor, and now that she is the boss of the House of Representatives, it is normal for her to hug her thighs. The Sea Emperor immediately guessed Victoria's thoughts.
"Forget it, it doesn't have a dime to do with me anyway, I'll go have breakfast, and then go to the arena to play a few more games, I guess I will be able to break through to the middle god in these two days." It's hard to get up to the big ranks, but it's not too difficult for me to get up to the small ranks. As long as you break through to the cultivation of the median gods, it is only a matter of time before you reach the five-star median gods. By then, I should be able to break through the sixth layer of this Purgatory Gate and go down to the seventh layer. β
Gooding knows. His current strength is mainly limited by cultivation. Once one's cultivation is raised to the middle god level, there will be a big jump in strength, and I am afraid that there will be no opponent in the sixth layer at that time.
After spending more than ten minutes eating breakfast, Gooding came to the arena again.
In this arena on the sixth floor, there are many people due to the challenge. The opponents assigned by the system are also randomly selected from the challengers, so in the past three days, there have been more losses and fewer wins.
However, because Gooding has the ability to observe the strength of other people's breath and judge the opponent's combat strength, he will choose to admit defeat directly for opponents who are too strong. If the opponent is too strong, one is that it will not be able to sharpen the effect. Another reason is that once the body is severely damaged, it will delay the cultivation progress that the Sea Emperor had originally arranged for Gu Ding. Pay for one's whistle. So in the past three days, Gooding has not been injured.
In the sixth layer, since Gooding was no longer crushed in an invincible manner, there were not many people watching him play. Because everyone has already judged that his combat power is about a six-star half-step true god, close to the seven-star, but he has not yet fully reached the state of the seven-star.
After registering at the arena gate, Gooding stepped into the ring again.
This time. He stepped into ring number eight, seven rings in front of him. There are already people fighting.
It didn't take long for him to stand in the ring, and the system selected an opponent for Gooding.
[Challenger: Carothers]
The challenger, named Carothers, soon appeared in the ring.
The other party was a slender man with blond curly hair, with a fair face and a handsome appearance, wearing a bright white suit. Quite aristocratic.
When he saw this opponent, Gu Ding frowned slightly, because although the opponent's aura showed that his combat power was only a six-star half-step true god, but the aura gave people a feeling of hidden murderous intent. This feeling is usually that the other party has special means. Or what powerful bloodline is hidden.
"Gooding, this guy is not simple, let's give up this game." While giving Jianyì, the Sea Emperor also relayed the other party's information.
"This Carothers is an interstellar marauder, and he is also a duke of the blood clan, with a speed that surpasses that of the powerhouses of the same level and the ability to transform to enhance combat power. He is also an extremely dangerous terrorist, who once occupied a remote universe in the cosmic sea, and raised human women into blood slaves, sucking the blood of at least thirty young girls every day. β
"It seems that the Blood Clan really doesn't have any good things." After hearing this, Gooding looked at the other party rather unkindly.
The Interstellar Marauders used to be members of the Interstellar Pirates, but wherever they went, they took killing, burning, and robbing as their code of conduct. Everywhere we went, there was chaos.
The behavior of these people is not much different from that of terrorists against humanity. Later, because the impact was too bad, he was expelled from the pirate group by the interstellar pirates.
Instead of being ashamed, they were proud of it, and formed an organization of their own, called the Interstellar Marauders, and acted even more arrogantly.
Ostracized and hunted down by many forces, they hooked up with the infamous Temple of Ten Thousand Demons and became a true terrorist organization.
Standing opposite Gooding, Carothers stuck out his tongue and licked his scarlet lips, a greedy look in his eyes, and looked at Gooding's neck, "Your blood smells so good, it seems to be delicious." β
At this time, the black-armored referee in the ring spoke, "Carothers, I warn you, after you entered the gate of Purgatory, you have sucked the two of them into dried corpses, and if there is a third time, you will be immediately executed by death." β
"Got it, that is, as long as you don't suck it into a dry corpse, you'll be fine, right?" Carothers seized the loophole in the other party's words, "However, you should have heard that once our blood clan starts sucking blood, it is difficult to stop, because that kind of pleasure makes people can't stop at all. The more delicious the blood, the more so. β
The black armor referee can't say anything to refute anything, and the provision given above does have loopholes. The cooperation between the Bloodlines and the federal government was too deep for Carothers' crimes to warrant the death penalty. But because he had enough backstage, he was just imprisoned in the gates of purgatory.
"Gooding, admit defeat, this guy, with your current strength, it's too reluctant to deal with it." The Sea Emperor opened his mouth and said. His calculations showed that Gooding's odds were not great.
But Gooding shook his head, "I happen to have itchy hands and want to teach the scum a lesson." β
Outside the gates of Purgatory, Reed followed Quentin, suspended in the void. Looking at that door, his heart was also full of shock.
"This is the gate of purgatory, and it really is a gate"
"Remember, you entered this time as my follower, don't show your stuff. Before I enter the eighteenth floor, I will arrange for you and Guding to meet with you, don't think about taking him out directly, it is impossible for the purgatory gate to escape successfully. When I leave the gates of Purgatory, I will find a way to get him out. Quentin commanded Reed.
"I see." Reid nodded immediately.
It didn't take long for the eyes in the center of the Hellgate to open. A woman and a group of gold-armored men were teleported out.
Reed looked at this group of people with some trepidation, his current combat power had reached the peak level of a half-step true god, and he could clearly feel that the woman on the opposite side and those golden armor people were both powerhouses at the level of true gods.
As for those gold-armored people, Reed had also heard of them, and they should be the ones who guarded the ranks in the gates of purgatory. As for the woman who looked to be in her early twenties, Reed also speculated that she should be the warden of this term.
Due to the various information of the Hellgate, it is very secretive. The name of the warden, which is not disclosed to the outside world. Even though Reid is a member of the federal government. He also had limited knowledge of the Gates of Purgatory, let alone that the Warden was a young woman who looked so beautiful.
When Victoria saw her ancestor, she naturally didn't dare to slack off, and she also saw the only entourage her ancestor brought this time as soon as possible, a young man who looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old.
Although she is in the gates of purgatory, she still knows a lot about the outside world. He knew that it was the young man in front of him who helped his ancestor to snatch the position of the chief of the House of Elders. Now he is a big celebrity beside his ancestor, in comparison. He is just a disciple who has never met before, and I am afraid that the weight in the heart of the master is not as good as the other party. So she treated Reed with courtesy.
"Master, little brother Reed, I am Victoria, the warden of the Purgatory Gate. The eighteen gold-armored men behind me are the eighteen guards of the Gate of Purgatory, and welcome to you. In front of others, Victoria may deliberately tease, but in front of Quentin, she does not dare to be presumptuous. The man who can slaughter the strongest king is probably a little stronger than the three rank-keeping commanders.
"I've heard of you." Quentin nodded, not with much expression on his face. His face was expressionless, in fact, he was just trying to hide his inner expectations. "Lead the way!"
Quentin didn't know that his expressionless face actually made Victoria feel a little apprehensive.
"It seems that this master is not very easy to serve, what should I do?"
"Come with us, two of you." The expression on Victoria's face still looked unfazed, and the two of them flew in towards the Hellgate's eyeballs.
Reed followed behind Quentin, feeling more and more strange about this door.
After penetrating the gate, Quentin and the others entered the first level of the Infernal Gate.
The first floor of the Hellgate is home to the Orderkeeper's office building, as well as the location of Warden Victoria's office and the reception of clients.
After entering the Purgatory Gate, Reed looked left and right, but the expression on his face was a little puzzled, and he couldn't help but ask, "Where is the prison of the Purgatory Gate?" β
"This is the prison." Quentin couldn't help but laugh when he heard this question, "Everyone in the world thinks that the Purgatory Gate is such a terrifying place, but in fact, it is not what everyone thinks it is. β
Quentin said, turning to Victoria, "Girl, you can find someone to hang out with him." β
"Belinda, you can take Little Brother Reed for a walk, you can answer all the questions he has in detail." Victoria immediately gave Belinda this task.
"Yes!" Belinda nodded, then turned to look at Reed, "Mr. Reed, please follow me." β
"Master, come with me to the conference room and sit, I have good tea over there"
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[The third update is sent~] (to be continued......)