Sure enough, the loud voice sounded in the sky again.

"The first five-kill powerhouse in the maggot-level bloody arena was born, and he is Mr. [Golden Shining], a human powerhouse from Bakaria. From this moment on, every time he kills again, he will broadcast it all over the region, and inform him of the method of killing the enemy, as well as the area he is in. ”

"Come on, maggots! If you still have a little shame, go and kill this strong man and prove your strength!"

Hearing this announcement, Martin almost knelt down for the oracle.

It's just five kills, can you call on the strong people of the entire arena to hunt him down?

Uh, by the way, he didn't even pay attention to himself, it turns out that he has killed five times!

Two were sniped to death in the castle, before sniping an orc crossbowman on the bridge, and then using [Natsuhime Hachibachi] to kill the sneak attack goblin assassin, and finally the unlucky ghost who was blown into blood by him with a bomb.

Well, five kills are five kills.

If you put it in the game, you don't have a high-level fifteen kills to eat chicken, and you don't let the system detect you for 24 hours, and you're embarrassed to go out and say hello to people that you played PUBG smoothly.

But in the bloody arena in reality, five kills are also counted...... It's awesome, isn't it?

Martin doesn't know what kind of mentality those high gods are, anyway, in the original version of the chicken, every kill will be broadcast on the whole channel, and everyone can see who killed who with what ghost.

Francis on the other side looked surprised, but Martin walked over to the unlucky man who was crushed under the wolf's corpse, still limp and unable to move, as if he had not heard the oracle's announcement.

As a wolf knight, this guy actually has a goblin spear too. Although from a human point of view, this is not even as good as a short spear for training, Martin, who has no discipline, casually picked up the spear that the goblin had thrown on the ground, and stabbed it into the goblin's chest.

"Goblin ...... Killer ......," the goblin said.

Martin blinked, ignoring the dead ghost.

His attention was completely drawn to two other things.

The first thing is naturally the harvest, and the system prompts him: "Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the special passive skill [Wolf Pack Perception], and you have the ability to sense the movement of the wolf pack." ”

It's a very vague and very painful skill.

But it's better than nothing.

The second thing, of course, is the so-called all-arena announcement.

Martin smiled and looked into the sky, as if to say, "Yo, sir, I killed my opponent with a spear, aren't you going to broadcast?

Just as he expected.

Several gods in the sky who were observing this scene showed their expressions, and several of the gods who were on the orc's side obviously had bad faces.

The region-wide announcement is actually cheating for other players in a sense.

Knowing what weapon the opponent uses to kill the enemy, it is easy to deduce the weapons and tactics that the opponent is good at.

What a Martin chicken thief!

Obviously, this product is basically using a crossbow from beginning to end, and at most when the overall situation has been decided, it will use a sword to collect people's heads. This guy actually changed his gun to kill the enemy after the oracle told him to broadcast.

So is this broadcasting, or not broadcasting?

Orcs and half-orcs are mostly idiots with an IQ of 50 and marvel at each other's IQ as high as 50. If this broadcast were to be followed, wouldn't a group of orcs who tried to intercept Martin all be taken to the ditch?

Don't broadcast, right?

Anyway, this is a rule set by the gods together, you can lift the table, and other gods can also lift the table. When the time comes, this bloody competition will not be fought.

Anyway, at least in this game of gods, Martin can be regarded as earning enough face for the human gods.

Really......

A second later, the sky resounded with the resounding voice of the oracle from before.

"[Golden Flash] is killing the enemy, and he's killing his opponent for the sixth time. On the bridge of death on the northern island of despair, he pierced the chest of the Ghhula* rider with his spear. ”

Franise next to her just wanted to laugh, Martin was too a chicken thief.

This guy gives her the impression of being a sharp long-range shooter from start to finish. Now, as soon as you hear that the other party is going to spread the word, you will immediately take advantage of the next enemy to collapse there and directly kill the enemy with the attack that you are not good at.

It is estimated that in the minds of all the contenders, such an image will be born - the burly knight of Baccaria is shining gold, with the strongest body, two and a half meters tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, wielding a huge two-handed sword, and wielding the sharpest spear on his horse......

No way, Bakaria itself is a country of knights, regardless of any race, when you hear the name of Bakaria, it is natural to think of knights.

Martin reinforces this impression.

Frangiss couldn't imagine how beautiful the next picture would be.

Suddenly sighed, she herself was only two heads so far.

That's when the human duo suddenly discovered the power of the announcement. There were originally three groups of orcs heading to the bridge. In fact, after blocking the bridge twice in a row, Martin and Francis also made a good fortune.

As a result, the third wave of orcs who were also rushing towards the bridge, that is, the combination of Orog and the dwarf half-orcs, seemed to be frightened by the name of [Golden Flash].

They abandoned the plan to cross the bridge and found a medium-sized ferry boat on the beach instead. The big wooden boat was about eight meters long. Originally, it could sit several people at human size.

Just one Orog sat on it, and it immediately became very deep.

Martin couldn't help but complain, how much does this product weigh?

In this way, I'm afraid that if you weigh less than a ton, you will have six or seven hundred kilograms, right?

The pair rocked the boat left and right, already dozens of meters away from the shore. They took great care to keep a distance from the bridge, more than a hundred meters by sight.

"Let's go! The poison circle is about to start working. We don't have medicines, or at least we want to find anti-poisons or something. Francis advised.

"No, I'll kill them before I leave. It would be a nightmare for all races other than orcs if such a creature came ashore. Martin said firmly.

"The big crossbow may have that range, but it's so far away, it's too strong to shoot that Orog. She persuaded again.

Martin smiled, "Who said I was going to shoot them? ”

In Martin's field of vision, a trajectory simulated by the system accurately and clearly connects the arrows and the location where the arrows fell.

Seemingly uncertain winds are not a problem at all in the system simulation.

Martin said to himself: Since this is my 98k, then there is no ultra-long-range kill, so I am embarrassed to say that it is a snipe!?

Angry, Martin suddenly pressed the trigger and shouted: "Go you-"