In the Hack Desert, in the Blood Worship City, the God-given gladiatorial arena stands tall. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe open-air stand made of Yellowstone is 100 meters high, and nearly 100,000 people sit in it.

It was dusk, the blood-red sunset illuminated the sunset on the horizon, and the bright sunlight covered the yellow sand land. The roar inside the arena was deafening, people sang the elegy of the devil, and the blood boiled. On the north side of the Colosseum, a huge viewing platform was built out of Yellowstone, and at the very front of the viewing platform sat the royal family of Huak, and behind the royal family, hundreds of servants.

The king is a man over half a hundred years old, sitting on the pure gold king's chair, and there is a middle-aged man next to him who enjoys the same treatment, his face is cold, and his eyes are full of murderous aura, this person is the lord of the Blood Worship City, and he is also the president of the Blood Worship Magic Association, and the new generation of blood worship gods.

"Wang, the next event is the finale of our performance. The Blood Worship God bowed his head slightly, his voice was clear, but there was no temperature.

"Oh, what kind of activity?" said the king, raising an eyebrow.

"A month ago, the King commissioned us to recruit the Monster Lion-headed Snake, and we have captured it alive. "Ho Shinto.

"Captured alive, you didn't even inform me, it's really unusual!" the king smiled and reproached, but there was no blame in his tone, "But you have some means to worship Blood City, and it only took a month to solve the problem that my royal legion has not solved for half a year." ”

"I can do much more than this by worshipping Blood City, King, and the next thing I will show you is how I worship the Blood City Dharma King to kill the lion-headed snake alone. ”

"Kill the lion-headed snake alone, worship the blood god, don't talk big!" the king squinted at the god, as if he didn't believe that with the ability of a human being, he could kill such a powerful demonic beast alone.

"Please wait and see. But before that, we'll have a wizard from the Dark Magic Guild verify that this lion-headed snake is the one the king feared before. ”

"The Dark Devil Society?"

"Exactly, not long ago, the magicians of the Dark Magic Association invaded the realm of my Blood Worship City, and he has been captured alive, according to the Blood Worship Law, we sent him into the gladiatorial arena, and life and death are up to the sky. ”

"A mage can fight a lion-headed serpent?"

"The Dark Magic Association has always been unsightly, sharp and weak, this time is just to test the strength of the Dark Magician, so that the king can find the right legion when he issues the entrusted task in the future. ”

"I'm afraid that the magician is not enough to stuff the teeth of the demonic beast, it is not exciting. Wang touched the hair of his six-year-old son beside him, and his eyes shone feverishly, as if he saw the man in the magic robe being torn to pieces by the lion-headed snake.

"This black magician is just trying the strength of the Demon Beast, and the real highlight is naturally borne by me in the Blood City, and the king doesn't have to worry about the excitement. ”

"Okay, that's it, I haven't seen a wonderful fight for a long time!" Wang stroked his palms and laughed.

The god nodded, stood up from the golden chair, and slowly raised his palm, at this time, the dungeon on the side of the Colosseum suddenly opened, and it was pitch black inside, only faintly shining with green light, which seemed to be the eyes of the monster.

"Why didn't it come out?" the king leaned forward, staring intently at the pitch-black cage, as if to see what this monster that had torn his mind was like.

"When it sees its prey, it comes out. "Ho Shinto.

At this moment, a man suddenly rushed up to the passage on the side of the stands, and was stopped by the king's guards.

"King, let him in. The god frowned.

The king glanced at the Dharma God and nodded.

After the person rushed in, he immediately knelt down in front of the God of Law and said, "Lord God of Law, the people of the Black Demon City have infiltrated the Colosseum to prevent the magician from entering the cage. ”

"Invade for no reason, kill them all. The Dharma God was expressionless.

"Nearly a hundred of them came, and the leader was a Dharma Saint, codenamed White Dove. ”

A cold glint flashed in the god's eyes, and he turned his head to look at the king.

"Are you here to ruin the show?" said the king, sitting upright, his eyes still fixed on the iron cage, his voice cold.

The white dove said that the magician who was about to enter the market had low mana, and he was afraid that it would be difficult for him to enter the king's eyes when fighting with the demonic beasts, so he sent another magician to perform. ”

"Oh?" the king said, turning his head to the god of law, "it would be nice to make the game a little more exciting." ”

The Fashen narrowed his eyes, looked at the newspaper, and asked, "Is the substitute the same level?"

"It's the same level, and it's also a magician. ”

"The king has to decide on this matter. Fa Shen said coldly.

"Since the Dark Demon City is here, let them show their tricks, as soon as possible, the weather is too hot. The king waved his hand impatiently.

The Dharma God waved his hand at the newspaper and said, "Do as the king says." ”

The newspaper immediately got up and retreated.

After a while, the iron gate on the other side of the gladiatorial arena opened, and a young man in black walked in slowly.

The originally noisy gladiatorial arena immediately quieted down, and everyone held their breath, they had long known that the protagonist of the upcoming highlight was the lion's head snake, but now the first to enter the gladiatorial arena turned out to be a thin boy, and when he looked closely, he seemed to be still a child, only sixteen or seventeen years old.

"How is it a child?" the king frowned.

"It seems that the Black Demon City took advantage of the king and randomly found someone to be the substitute for the dead ghost. Fashen said lightly.

"If this kid can't hold up the beast, I won't let go of the Black Magic City!" the king was a little angry, and slapped his seat loudly.

"If the king wants to punish the black devil, I am willing to be the vanguard of blood. The god smiled.

The king turned his head to look at the god of law, regained his composure, he coughed dryly, stretched out his hand to the boy in the gladiatorial arena, and said, "Let's take a look." ”

At this time, the 100,000 spectators in the gladiatorial arena cursed loudly, and threw their things into the arena, wanting to drive the children out of the arena.

At this time, an earth-shattering roar came, and the entire gladiatorial arena trembled a little, and the dust on the ground rose without wind. With a roar, a behemoth rushed out of the dungeon and smashed wildly into the children in the field.

There was a burst of exclamations from the audience, and King Huck was also taken aback, leaning back and almost falling to the ground.

The lion-headed monster resembled a hill, its two turquoise eyes alone were the size of a man, and its scaly body shook on the yellow sand, and the sound of a sala.

Just when everyone thought the child was finished, an inconspicuous black dot floated up from the loess and fluttered irregularly in the air. At first, people thought that the child had been knocked away, but later it was discovered that the lion-headed snake had not touched him at all. It feels like hitting a falling willow leaf with a very thick stick, and the wind from the stick causes the willow leaf to roll in the air, but it can't hit.

"The monster rushed so hard that the child was blown away by the wind, but he didn't bite it!" the king seemed very excited to see this behemoth, and analyzed it in an orderly manner.

The king was right. The Dharma God beside him showed a very hidden smile.

The lion-headed snake in the field failed to struck a blow, and became furious, flicking its thick tail vigorously, trying to kill the man in the wind. The gusts of wind brought by the giant tail blew the hair of the spectators on the sidelines, and they became excited, shouting desperately, and even standing high in the stands, striking the big gong that had been prepared long ago, and shouting vigorously: "Bite him to death, bite him to death!"

The king leaned forward, his eyes widened, as if he was fascinated, and his mouth shouted: "This monster is really brainless, isn't this a leather whip to smoke mosquitoes?

The Dharma God stood up from the golden chair, bowed to the king, and said, "King, let me go and make it convenient." ”

The king was fascinated by it, and he didn't want to deal with the Fa God at all, but just waved his hand casually, signaling him to go quickly, and muttered in his mouth: "I said Fa God, you are also a person who has seen a big scene, which scares you to pee?"

The god smiled, his smile was cold, the king in front of him no longer had the majesty he had before, like a fool who had fallen for killing.

The Dharma God withdrew from the stands, and as soon as he left the range of the king's guards, a long-awaited waitress greeted him. When the waiter saw the Dharma God, he immediately knelt down and said in a pious voice, "God, what are your instructions?"

"Check the details of the children in the field. The Dharma God was expressionless.

The woman stood up and stretched her right hand out of her robe. It was a pair of snow-white slender hands, with a sky-blue ring on the index finger. She whispered the mantra, then said to the ring, "Check the origin of the children in the gladiatorial arena." ”

After a while, the ring glowed blue, and the figure of a man appeared in the blue light.

"God," the man saluted to the Fa God and said, "Five years ago, the Black Demon City conquered the nearby small forces, defeated the legion called Lingfeng in the south, and surrendered Lingfeng City, and the only son of the Lingfeng City Lord was brought back to the Black Demon City as a hostage, and later the civil war in Lingfeng City, the old forces perished, and the new forces took refuge in Tianshui City, and since then they have been out of the control of the Black Demon City. This child is the only son of the Lord of Spirit Wind City, and after losing his use value, he was assigned as a mercenary by the Dark Magic City, codenamed Son of the Wind. ”

"Mercenaries, it seems, don't have a high status. Fashen smiled coldly.

"Yes, the Dark Magic Association has not officially adopted this son, nor has he been given an orthodox military education, and it seems that he is directly classified as a mercenary because he wants to die in battle and get rid of the burden. ”

"In other words, during the time he was a mercenary, he didn't die, so this time he had a use value, and he ran to die instead?"

"Exactly, God. ”

"I see, thank you. The god nodded, and the blue light faded and returned to the woman's ring.

"God, please instruct. The woman bowed her head, not daring to look at God.

"Remember, Yuetian, I am not a man of great power, and there are some things that you can handle without having to seek my instructions. The god reached out and lifted the woman's chin so that she could look into her eyes.

The woman revealed a beautiful face from her robe, as cold as a lily.

"Yes. ”

"Okay, you analyze it first, how to deal with this matter. The god narrowed his eyes at the woman.

"This time, the white dove personally led people to break into the city of worship, and brought a substitute ghost by his side, just to rescue a low-level magician, something is strange, so I checked it and found that the magician in our hands is the son of the white pigeon. So, this time we can't let them go, and the more the white pigeon cares about his child, the more we can't let them go. The woman looked away, not daring to look into God's eyes.

"That's good, what are you going to do?"

"Intruding into my territory for no reason, according to the law of worship, you will be killed. Let the white dove go, detain the children of the white dove, and leave no one else alive. ”

"Why let the white dove go?"

"The White Dove is back in the Black Devil, and his children are in our hands to maximize their value. ”

"Very good, Yuemian, although you are young and a woman, you have the style I did back then. The god smiled slightly.

"The Dharma God is too famous. The moon crown fell to her knees.

"But this killing, we don't have to follow the blood worship law. If you kill people according to the blood law, the white pigeon will inevitably break the net with us, and if you kill according to the king's will, the white pigeon will be helpless. ”

"What does God mean?"

"Let them go, and before they leave my territory, give the king's decree that the son of the white dove should return to the king at once, on the grounds that he would be deceived in lieu of gladiatorial fighting. When the son of the white dove returns to the king, the white dove will surely follow, and without the white dove, the others will be eliminated in the disputed area of the border. When the white dove returns, the king and I will send it away, and you will take the child and let the white dove go. ”

"Yes. The moon crown bowed her head in response.

The god nodded, reached out and took off the hat on the head of the moon crown that was conjoined with the robe, helped her straighten her waterfall-like hair, and said lightly: "When you see me in the future, don't kneel." ”