Blood Pupil raised her head and looked at the cold and arrogant man.

He could clearly feel the rejection of the other party, although it was not hostile, but it was not an agreement. In fact, it was only the first time that the blood pupil had met him, and it was difficult for the blood pupil to understand why he would reject himself so much.

However, he is also a member of the cosmic mercenary, and the other party is a candidate specially brought by Councilor Sal Jones. Blood Pupil didn't mind hearing what he had to say.

So he raised his hand, and Qingyue next to him handed the other party a bottle of wine. Motioned for him to sit down and talk.

"I don't have time to waste on enjoyment." Red Hair Root said expressionlessly. "As far as I know, you are also a person who demands cruelty to yourself. I didn't expect to be so slack after meeting. ”

"............" The blood pupil didn't answer, but just tasted the sweet wine juice to himself.

Cruel?

The blood pupil pouted, his own training, where can he be described by this word? Too easy, right?

Since he was sensible, he has never rested a day, and even in his sleep, he has to struggle in the nightmare of the battlefield. Fighting and training have become a part of his soul. It will never be cut. What is cruelty to yourself? My own training can only be said to be ruthless!! Put yourself in front of the Grim Reaper with your own hands, not to die, but to step on the bones of the Grim Reaper and regain your life!

It's just that how can these blood pupils be verbose? In fact, he didn't even bother to look at the red-haired man again. Just silently drinking.

The red-haired man was not verbose, knowing that a warrior of the level of Blood Pupil and him was already as firm as a stone, and it was impossible for him to be moved by words. So he said bluntly.

"I need your help, soon."

"What helps." The blood pupil looked at the wine glass in his hand without moving, watching the wine juice in the cup rippling and glowing with amber halos.

He didn't mind Brutt's tone, but he was a little curious. Curious about what would make Brut ask for help.

And since the other party is also in the cosmic mercenary camp, for the sake of the speaker and his master. The blood pupil didn't mind reaching out once.

For cosmic mercenaries, Blood Pupil's feelings are complicated, but for his master, Blood Pupil is full of respect.

But the red-haired man's next sentence surprised the blood pupil a little.

"I want support."

He said this without a hint of embarrassment. "At the time of the sacrifice."

"Again, as a bargaining chip, I will support you during your sacrifice."

"Huh?" The blood pupil was stunned. "What support?"

"You can understand it as protection."

"Isn't the festival of all people? How could anyone hurt you? What's more, your strength has ......"

"Do you have any common sense?" The red-haired man's face was about to darken, and he said angrily. "It's true that the day of the festival is a festival, but there is no security to protect who wants to participate in the festival. You may be attacked by others! Even the mercenary headquarters should be careful about this. ”

"What a joke." Blood Pupil's brow furrowed. "If the ritual is so chaotic, who will attend it? Besides, what the second world wants is our sacrifice, if we die, how can the sacrifice be counted? ”

"Hmph." Brut sneered. "Lord Blood Pupil, I think you forgot where your sacrifice came from, right?"

"No matter how the sacrifice is counted, of course it is considered the winner. This point is that there is nothing to talk about in the second world. The law of the jungle is the strongest, and rightfully so! ”

"I see." The blood pupil was stunned for a moment, but calmed down in an instant. "And what about headquarters? Are they just watching? ”

"What do you think you're doing with a fleet of this size?" Brut said. "This is the headquarters showing strength. But this is the Third World Realm, and it's not just a few warships that can conquer the lower World Realm of a star field. We're in the middle of the pack here. These can threaten ordinary civilizations, but they don't work during rituals. ”

"Actually, according to the rules. We are all safe until the sacrifice, but as we ascend to the altar, then all the rules are to speak by force. ”

"Then we will be cut off from the Third Realm. No matter how much strength the headquarters has, it can't stop the fight on the altar. ”

"What about the Second Realm?"

"They ......," Brut sneered. They'll happily find themselves a proper seat and maybe a little more drink. Then he sat in the stands and watched us fight with great joy. There will be no less sacrifices, so one less candidate is one less responsibility. ”

"This is the Second Realm, and they don't care how many of us die. I only care about what I gain. ”

"That's it......" Blood Pupil lowered her head and pondered silently.

The Red Release's words reveal another brutal truth to him. If it weren't for his reminder, Blood Pupil would almost never have imagined that there would be such a scene on such a solemn day of encouragement.

Ignore the rules and fight brutally. What's the difference between this and the Colosseum?

It's just that the audience is different.

However, this is also in line with the image of the Second World Realm, they have never looked at the life of the lower world realm, and the so-called sacrifice is just a ritual of harvesting and watching gladiatorial battles. For people in the second world, it may be more of an after-dinner conversation. How would you think that behind these people, how many blood and tears of civilization have been condensed.

What's more, such a thing actually involves himself.

Blood Pupil thought silently, bringing the wine glass to her lips. Brut next to him was also patient, waiting for the blood pupil's answer without saying a word.

After a long time, the blood pupil put down the wine glass and breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm thinking about a problem."

"Say."

"If I kill all those candidates. I don't know what kind of expression the people of the second world of the Dao will have. ”

"They won't allow you to do that, after all, the reputation of the Second World Realm needs to be maintained." Brut replied expressionlessly, and then, suddenly, licked the corners of his mouth. "But based on my personal opinion and preferences, I'm looking forward to that kind of scene."

He stood up and held out his right hand to the blood pupil. "Allow me to introduce myself once again, my name is Brut and I am a stellar ......"

"Cosmic Mercenary!"

Blood Pupil also stood up and shook Brut's hand. "Cosmic mercenary, blood pupil."

"Maybe we're going to get the headquarters in a lot of trouble. But ......" Brut looked at the bloody eyes, and suddenly showed a hint of hideousness. "I find that I like you more and more."

"I don't like you. You said that we are not friends. Blood Pupil replied. Also with a hint of a cold-blooded smile.

"But if I could let the blood of the alien race be the carpet for me to climb the altar. I don't mind accepting your kindness. ”

"For my master, I have the glory of winning." (To be continued......)