How long did it start? A trace of doubt rose in his heart, and Smael asked himself, he had forgotten when he had become like this. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Wearing a mask, expecting to fight, being keen to fight, capricious, and fundamentally changing; The worldview that had been established was shattered like shattered glass at the time, and all that was left was such distorted ideas.

Smaer recalled the period of his youth after he was born, because he was born into a noble and wealthy family, he was born without worrying about the future, and he spent his mind on other things.

He began to investigate the past history of the vampires, the current state of the alien race, and the most unknown magic, and Smer happened to have quite a good talent in magic, and was envied by everyone until that day came......

So Smaer remembered, remembered the memories he had deliberately forgotten, the memories that lurked in his heart.

On that day, the head of the Vampire family in which Smail was a member learned of Smail's true identity, and learned that Smail was born to his daughter as the patriarch and a human male, who had always been thought to be the heir to a superior alien family.

In other words, the marriage that should have been the right family is actually a lie, and the 'result' from the lie is Smael, the past 'heir'.

Fakes, mongrels, inferior creatures, the overwhelming accusations and ridicule all fell on Smail, and the parents who brought him into this world were incapable of doing anything, so the young Smail began to live in the shadows.

Due to the drastic decline in his status in the family, Smail, who had been pampered, had to follow orders to clean his rooms, tidy up his warehouse, and end up living in an abandoned castle where no one cared for him, and his only food was blood once every three days.

Living alone in a dilapidated castle, Smail understood the current state of vampires.

The vampire race has certain special zones and privileges as a high-ranking alien race, but it lives in the darkness without sunlight all day long, lurking in the dirty night; The self-proclaimed arrogant race is also afraid of the sun, and like ridiculous street rats, they only dare to claim the throne at night.

However, Smail knew that he was not strong enough to change anything, so he lived in the abandoned castle for five years, and he acted carefully, not going anywhere in order not to mess with his own family, and immersed himself in his own world.

He reads the books that lay in the basement of the castle, the classics that are prized by the human race, and the magic codes that many people dream of, a vast treasure trove that the Smer's people are unaware of.

Even so, there were young vampires who went to his residence for revenge because Smer was too dazzling and unnoticed in the past, and the really inferior guy proudly declared his victory in front of Smer, and his dark eyes were full of conceit, which made Smer laugh.

The more ridiculous creatures like to assert their existence by belittling others, the unequal world itself will not be so gentle, for which Smail uses the lesson of blood to show them who the real victors are.

Magic...... The Vampire has an outstanding talent for magic, and even though he is only half of his bloodline, Smaer has learned several attack spells that the Vampire family has mastered.

Wind Blade, Flame, and the magic generated by Smer surrounded him, and then dealt with all the stunned Avengers, so easily that Smer himself felt surprised.

A sense of accomplishment and exaltation followed, the avengers' screams, and their words of repentance all comforted Smyr.

His face was reduced by blood, his body was drenched with sweat, and the corpse had lost its original appearance, and Smael felt the cells in his body tremble and cheer.

Soon after, Smail began to be hunted down by his family, and he had to choose to flee overnight until he lost consciousness and passed out in the wilderness.

Probably because the vampire breath on his body scared the beast away, Smael, who woke up unharmed, made sure that he had not been attacked and planned to continue his escape, only to find out that he was ......

There was a dazzling tomorrow in the sky, and the huge sun wheel that radiated the warm sunlight was dazzling and dazzling, and the surprised Smaer felt the gift.

At that time, Smer thought to himself, this must be a special ability given to him by God, so that he can continue to enjoy this cruel world.

After all, Smer, who was no match for the family, was captured, and after signing a contract with the family, he was sent to an abandoned planet like himself.

This must be your own kingdom! Smer shouted loudly in his heart and began his journey to chase his life on the edge planet.

How the outside world evaluates him and how he understands himself has nothing to do with Smael, he doesn't care about these things at all.

The fighting, blood, and sorrow in the 'kingdom' he created single-handedly were part of what sustained his life, and the rest had no meaning at all.

And Smael's show was recognized, and the group of guys who were as crazy as himself were also interested in these anomalous things.

Whether it is a nobleman or a commoner, there is unspeakable darkness and filth in their hearts, and the reason why they do not show it all is because of the constraints of morality and law.

Pity! There are no such things on this planet, and everyone can enjoy the most primitive thrill here, which is to watch creatures fighting to survive and challenge other powerful enemies.

Many people are ordinary and stupid guys, and such a show can both attract them and earn money, and it is not a loss to kill two birds with one stone.

Again, it's mutually beneficial, Smail loves the planet, but he doesn't like the awkward situation he is in, after all, there are so many interesting things that haven't been developed here.

"Mr. Smer! Several non-certified creatures were detected moving in the passages outside the arena, with six passages on the left and three on the right, most likely due to enemy soldiers splitting into two lanes. ”

Smael, who had come back to his senses, straightened the mask that had been crooked from his excitement and raised the corners of his mouth widely

"Ahh Here it comes!!! It's finally here!!! ”

Smail clasped his hands in front of his chest, like a comedy performer on stage, and his exaggerated movements made the people in charge of monitoring and transmitting messages around him full of horror, for fear that he had violated Smail's 'wound'.

"It's finally time for these damn guys! Very good! That's the best theatrical performance! Turn on the broadcast and invite all our guests! ”

"But ......! Lord Smer! Now we are being invaded! For example, concentrate forces and go directly to besiege them!! In addition, if it is broadcast in this way, it may affect the ...... regarding safety in the future Ahem!! ”

"You don't understand! Do what I tell you to do! Don't give me nonsense!!! ”

Grabbing the neck of a one-horned alien with his right hand, Smael, who spoke loudly, spat out a little of the blood foam that had just been drunk in his mouth, splashing it on the alien's face full of horror.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little rude, just let me do it, thank you for your understanding."

Smal let go of the alien's neck, straightened his suit, and gently patted the alien's shoulder.

"Go ahead and do it."

"Ahem, ahem...... Ahem, I know, I know......"

Touching the neck where the red mark appeared, the one-horned alien began to do as Smail commanded.

This time, Smail himself intends to be the protagonist, and he wants to defeat the enemies who were deliberately let go of him in the "stage play" of the arena "Valhalla", and tell the guests about his true strength.

"Come on!! The drama is about to begin!! ”

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The inside of the backpack made the sound of liquid hitting a glass bottle, and that was because it contained a bottle of alcohol called a gun.

In order to prevent the bottle of wine from spoiling during the battle, Bishop Ito specially picked up some cotton, soft cloth and other things on the way and stuffed them into his backpack, and after finishing it, he snorted with satisfaction and continued along the passage with the others.

"We're about to reach the final location, Bishop Ito, should we split up?"

"There's not much time, so my idea is to rush over and pack up the target; And at present, our whereabouts may have been discovered by Smael, and it is very likely that we will be ambushed, so we will plan accordingly. ”

"Will it be calculated? However, if the enemy is ambushed in the arena, we don't know their specific strategy, and it will be dangerous to rush in. ”

"yes, it's going to be dangerous, but you haven't noticed it yet?"

The crowd that slowly advanced along the passage began to fall silent and listened to Bishop Ito's speech.

"That guy is probably a megalomaniac, and the soldiers he arranged to stop and attack us were quite scattered along the way; Come to think of it, how stupid would an underground king be able to manage Sector 1 to Sector 3? Why are so many places where it is easy to concentrate forces to intercept and besiege us not be used? ”

"Hey! I thought that guy was a lucky fool! ”

"The idiot who always rushes to the front line brainlessly with a bat now shut up for me."

Bishop Ito teased the young priest with a bat, but since he had brought wine for him, Bishop Ito did not continue to reprimand him.

"That cocky guy must be waiting for us, and all we have to do is break through his defenses head-on."

"Looks like that's the big deal."

The group stopped talking and began to walk towards the gate that led to the arena in front of them.

The gate was currently closed, but when everyone walked about a hundred meters away from the gate, the thick steel door that didn't move slowly opened.

The crowd who looked at each other hesitated, and Bishop Ito, as the captain, took the lead in walking towards it.

Of course, before entering the inside, Bishop Ito had a gas mask put on and throw the reconnaissance robot into it.

There aren't many bots, and they've already used up ninety percent of them before, so this is one of the few scouting opportunities they have.

[Rest assured! I'm not going to be unamused with poison gassing! Won't it simply end this farce!! 】

A man's voice rang out, and the lights in the originally dim arena suddenly lit up.

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Yahui hates this quiet atmosphere, he always thinks about whether it is because he has done something wrong, or if the other party has something to hide from him.

Of course, the two people who have known each other for less than half an hour have no reason to tell each other their secrets, so this kind of silence is the most normal situation.

"Roaring ............"

The little roar is free, and it occasionally knocks over vehicles with its head and cuts open the iron box with its tail, and seems to be very interested in the contents of it.

"Don't run around, it's easy to attract the attention of the enemy!" 、

"Roaring ........."

Xiao Yan, who was reprimanded by the red-haired girl, obediently walked up to the two of them, and it seemed that it could understand the tone of the two people's voices, and it was only because of this that they knew what they should do.

The angry tone, the tone of praise, the little roar who understands these is very kind to the two people at the moment, after all, the little roar is very strong and worth relying on.

At the same time, it also made Yahui quite worried, what if this monster pounced on a whim?

Yahui yelled vigilantly and responded to Otilia's words just now

"Your worries are unfounded, there are no people around here at all, most of them have gone to other places."

"What if there's an enemy lurking around here? What if someone injured comes over to recuperate? If they have weapons, it's very difficult for us to do it. ”

Otilia stroked the wounds on Roar's body with her hand, and although most of them were healed, there were still many places of bleeding.

"I don't want anyone to get hurt, you idiot don't leave me, just protect you as a reward for taking me away."

"As a man, I don't need a woman's protection."

"You stupid Yahui is looking down on me, aren't you? To tell you the truth, no one who underestimated me would live for ten days! ”

"Huh? Do you know some kind of witchcraft? ”

"Witchcraft? Similar to magic? Of course I do, this fist is magic. ”

It's a physics department...... Instead of continuing to dwell on Otilia, Ahui focused on the exit ahead.

"See the exit, is it an arena over there? Words that are extrapolated from the route we walked. ”

"You're still very smart as a fool, after all, this passage connects to the arena, and it's very similar to the passage I've walked through before."

"Huh? How many times have you been to the arena? ”

"Nothing...... Let's go. ”

Otilia, who was perfunctory and pretentious, walked forward, and the little roar behind him suddenly showed a wary expression, his hair standing on end, and he stared at the exit viciously.

Brush! It was as if it was a sound, and the light was spilling into the passage from the exit not far away.

[Rest assured! I'm not going to be unamused with poison gassing! Won't it simply end this farce!! 】

The man's voice sounded, and Yahui looked nervously at the girl beside her, and she also became like a little roar, as if she had found the enemy's avenger......

It's not good, Yahui's sixth sense made such a judgment. (To be continued.) )