This all-hands melee soon turned into a competition between several small groups - all gladiators who failed to find the "organization" were eliminated in the first round of strikes. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The first blow here is actually quite simple. Everyone rushed to the bottom of the high platform full of weapons, everyone was armed enough, and then the remaining weapons were naturally going to be thrown. Almost invariably, axes, daggers, javelins, short swords, and even greatswords were thrown. All gladiators have a skill or two at dodging projectiles, so as long as someone can help them cover, it won't be too difficult to dodge attacks during this time. It's those guys who are alone, unable to deal with attacks from multiple angles at the same time, and they are the first to be eliminated.

Two bulging-eyed Gis men approached Ricas, bent over, hunched over, and trotted all the way to the two from behind. All Gaiss have psychic abilities, and they are using them to cover their actions. The Gaiss stared at Rikas and Butcher with bubbling eyes, constantly projecting false images so that they could not see themselves and thought it was a safe and uninhabited area. They held their breath, their crooked fingers coiled around their spears as they trembled with nervousness and excitement.

"Hey, there's two fools behind you sneaking in. Butcher lowered his voice and said to Ricas, "Their psychic abilities are too clumsy. ”

"That's because we have been trained and they don't, besides, we have a heart spear that can suppress them!" Rikas also said in the same volume: "Ready, one, two, three!" The two men suddenly rushed out, and the Gaiss hurriedly resisted, but without the help of psychic abilities, they were no match for the two warriors by martial arts alone.

As soon as the battle in the bunker began, everyone's eyes were firmly drawn, which greatly facilitated the actions of Sadiri and Cotander. With the help of the crowd as cover, they approached the main stand where the Witch King was located from the north and south. One disguises herself as a wealthy businessman, the other as a pretty girl.

The girl was caught a few times, and words that would normally annoy Sadiri drifted into her ears. She wanted to use magic to knock these people down, but not now. The half-elf girl kept mentally reminding herself, not now, now I have to save these fools!

Lifting the corners of her skirt, with a light step and a flush of panic and excitement on her face, she attracts the eye, but not too much to remember, neither men nor women refuse the little requests she wants to pass. Only in front of the gate to the aristocratic quarter, two half-giants stopped her.

"The master asked me to come and serve him. Sadiri immediately put on a pitiful expression, tears rolling in her eyes, threatening to fall at any moment. "If I go late, he'll torture me. Whipping, a lot of whipping. Please, let me go. ”

One half-giant had already dodged half of the way, but the other reached out to stop her. "I seem to have seen you somewhere," he recalled, his small eyes widening as he sufficienced in his small head.

Satili looked at her suspiciously, shocked. This demi-giant was obviously one of the two demi-giants she met on the way out of the slave camp with Mike that night! She didn't dare to allow herself to show any strange expressions, but she also restrained her seductive expression a little, so as not to arouse more memories of the demi-giants.

"Isn't your master an ordinary merchant, how can he go to the aristocratic district?" the half-giant finally remembered, and his hand had reached the giant wooden stick on his waist: "What do you want to do in the past?"

Sadiri knew she was in trouble. She can use magic to influence the half-giant's mind, make him confused, and then change his attitude according to his own thoughts, which is always good for the simple-minded half-giant. But this place is less than forty meters away from the Witch King's stand, and the fluctuations of magic may not be hidden from the King of Tyr, who is a master of magic and psychic abilities.

She moved her ankles and aimed her gaze at the half-giant's crotch. There was also a dagger hidden in her cuff, a rather precious steel dagger. If she moves fast enough, she can take out the two half-giants and hide them in ...... Where to hide? It was only then that she realized that her plan was full of loopholes.

"Hey, why are you still here, Lord Laken is already in a hurry, and he was still mentioning this matter just now. A voice came from the other side of the passage in the aristocratic quarters, followed by the sound of a cane hitting the half-giant's head. "Let you watch the passage, not let you stop people, you two idiots!"

Satili had never been more surprised than she was today. Zhao Mai was dressed as a parliamentarian and held a stick more than a meter long as a cane in his hand, with a shiny war dog tied to the stick and a veiled woman in the other. Who is that woman? Satili didn't think about anything else, and directly popped up this question.

"Don't be stunned here, hurry up!" Zhao Mai pretended to be annoyed and said: "That guy is almost suffocating, he almost stretched out his hand to my baby just now!

The half-giant still felt that something was wrong, but he felt that there were not a hundred but fifty things that were wrong every day, and after the head was knocked, something wrong was right. He hurriedly got out of the way, and Zhao Mai walked out with his beauty.

"Wait", Zhao Mai leaned close to Satilly's ear and said softly to her, "Pay attention to the guy in full armor next to the Witch King, I think something is wrong, aim your spell at him as well." ”

"Where are you going?" asked Satilly, her eyelashes twitching, and she raised her eyes.

"Go for the victory, my lovely beauty. Zhao Mai smiled slightly: "I've been busy for a few weeks now. ”

"What are you secretly busy with, why are you deliberately ignoring me?"

Zhao Mai shook his head and didn't answer her, but left straight away. It was impossible for her to catch up and ask for clarification, so she could only bite her lip, lift the corner of her skirt and go around the half-giant, and continue to approach the witch king.

Ever since the victory over the Minotaur in the Underground Temple, Mike has been mysterious, not knowing what one is thinking. Satili had always wanted to meet him alone, both to find out about the druid's secret plan and to thank him. If it weren't for him taking over the vortex of blasphemous energy, she would be a blasphemous mage by now, and it would be impossible for her to even stay in the Masked Alliance.

Satili was eager to make sure if Mike had become a blasphemer, and if so, to remind him to avoid certain members of the Masked Alliance, such as his teacher Cotander, and to be careful not to be caught and killed. But Zhao Mai deliberately avoided her, and also deliberately avoided Cotander, at most he met with Butcher a few times. Later, he mysteriously disappeared directly from Tessian's manor.

After a few weeks of silence, this was the first time she had seen Zhao Mai. He didn't even wear any makeup, and he appeared in the aristocratic quarter. How did he get in, what he was going to do, and why was he leaving? It's hard for Satili not to let herself think about these questions. Even at one point she thought that Mike had betrayed them all, or that he was the Witch King's secret agent, just like that night, when she met Dogian on the road, it was actually a manifestation of his true identity?

These thoughts came flooding back, making it difficult for Sadiri to concentrate. But when she saw the Witch King's figure, no thought was gone, only the memory of breaking the enchantment spell echoed in her head over and over again. (To be continued.) )