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The tall walls resemble a long black dragon, stretching out into the night. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Under a section of the city wall in Nancheng District, Ota threw the iron plate under his armpit on the ground, and he woke up leisurely after a burst of pain.

"Tell me, where are the rest of your slave capture team hiding, and what is the name of the leader?" asked Orta deliberately.

At this moment, he finally suppressed the brutal and bloodthirsty intent in his body, and also knew that this was the result of frequently using mysterious white light to search for other people's memories, so he decided to use it as little as possible or not to use it as a last resort, and to increase the time of forging in the future, only the feeling of tranquility during forging can dilute the anger in his heart.

Tiepai was stunned for a moment, and his heart was extremely shocked.

In addition to the captain, only a very small number of three or five people know the identity of their slave catching team members, these people are all members of the same group as him, usually there is no contact at all, only when they see the symbol in a fixed place, everyone will appear, and the place where they gather is also changed every time, usually they are also very careful, always go around many circles before returning to their place of residence, they should not be followed, who betrayed themselves?

Although he was a little shocked, Tiepai still said with a normal look: "This master, you must be mistaken, my Tiepai is just a lowly adventurer, what you said to catch... I've never heard of a slave, a thing. ”

"You're dishonest. Ota was a little impatient, after all, every once in a while, the garrison patrolled under the city walls, and besides, it was past midnight, and he still had a tavern to visit.

"Three days ago, the person who hung the stick (partner) with you in the gambling house must still be remembered, I think you know his identity, say, since I can find you, I naturally know your details. ”

Tiepai was suddenly shocked and said, "Cousin?" As soon as the words came out, he immediately regretted it.

Except for the captain and those teammates. The only one who knew his identity was this distant cousin, but he didn't expect it to be him who betrayed him.

Tiepai sighed and said, "It's easy to say it, but you have to tell me who you really are, why do you want to deal with us, and." My cousin is dead or alive, he ......"

"You're talking too much nonsense. Ota interrupted him extremely impatiently, and the anger in his heart tended to explode again, white light appeared in his eyes again, and his fists were also entangled in white light, and he wanted to kill him with one punch. But I held back.

"You...... Not human, who the hell are you?"

The hairs on Tie Pai's body, which had been lying on the ground, exploded, and there was an unbelievable look on his extremely frightened face, and he stepped back with his hands supporting his body, and his voice was even sharper and harsh, and it was heard far away in the middle of the night.

"Who's over there, stand still and wait for inspection. A voice came from afar.

"Help, there's a monster...... Belch. ”

Before the iron sign was finished, he saw Ota step on it. Stepping on his stomach fiercely, the iron card screamed extremely badly in the dark night, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

At this moment, a cold bloodthirsty aura erupted in Otta's body, and a ball of white light that was brighter than the previous few times pressed on Tiepai's head, only to see that the whites of his eyes suddenly rolled up, his pupils were almost gone, his limbs and body twitched violently, and after a few breaths, a large amount of white foam mixed with blood flowed out of his mouth. The neck was crooked and silent.

Originally, he didn't want to search for other people's memories, but he was forced to do so, and Ota shook his head helplessly.

Ota flipped quickly around him, hoping to find something useful. As a result, I was surprised to find three gold coins and dozens of silver coins from the money bag, but I didn't expect this to be a rich guy. In the leather bag behind him, Orta found two metal iron plaques, one on the gold and one silver crown, and the emblem was the 'lion' of the royal family's family emblem, which seemed to represent the emperor and empress respectively.

And these two iron cards look no different from the ones he used as weapons before. Taken together, it should be a complete deck of noble cards.

In the distance, there was the sound of running footsteps, uniform, and the clanging of armor, the patrol of the defenders.

Having found nothing more, Orta quickly disappeared in the darkness.

Iron Duck The nickname of the captain of the slave catching team was Iron Duck? Unfortunately, this iron medal did not know anything about his hiding place, but went to a stand in the gladiatorial arena every day before noon to see something.

In Tie Pai's memory, there was a black stone passage under the stand, and there was a black stone in one place in the passage that had been broken, revealing a finger-wide gap, and this gap could only be seen at a certain angle that there was a stone bench on it.

If someone has a piece of paper on it with handwriting and a pattern of a notable building in the city-state, it represents the content of the mission and the gathering place, and if there is no paper, it means that there is no mission.

The Colosseum, which is not very far from each other on the east side of the square, is made entirely of black boulders, and is a towering and majestic oval in shape, which is a significant landmark in the city-state.

The gladiatorial arena is a place of dueling and fighting, nobles, knights, including commoners, can apply to settle private enmity in the gladiatorial arena, and submit a war letter in the Consulate, but must make a life and death document, and tens of thousands of spectators are the most fair duel judges.

If there is no duel, then arrange war slaves to fight every day, the existence of war slaves is to win bets for their masters, many of them used to be sergeants, but later sentenced to become slaves, and were bought by the nobles to become war slaves, it is said that the war slaves who can survive a hundred battles are very powerful.

Strong, handsome, and proud war slaves will be cheered by the audience, and if they win a lot of money for their masters, they will also be rewarded with women and fine food, and it is said that war slaves can also be free if they can win a thousand games, but Ota has never been there since he came to the city-state, so he doesn't know much about it, but he has only heard of it.

The war slave duel starts at noon, when the gladiatorial arena is overcrowded, and the paper for issuing tasks will be taken away, so the iron card must arrive there before noon every time.

"The Colosseum...... Am I going to use this method to apply for a duel against Kerry?" Orta then shook his head, remembering what he had said in the square, "If you dare to touch my sister's finger, I will make you die a miserable death." ”

For this Kerry, who threatens himself and his family, if he is allowed to die a dignified death in the gladiatorial arena, it is simply too cheap for him. The violent thoughts in Otta's body were still at work to make him make such a decision.

Xicheng District and the South Gate were in chaos at this time. Groups of sergeants searched for suspicious assailants, and nearby residents were also disturbed, wailing and complaining.

In a small tavern in Nancheng District, there are only three drunks drinking ale and talking nonsense at the moment. At the counter not far away, there was also a yawning and unusually obese hostess, with her double chin on her thick palms, her eyelids drooping, and a low snoring sound from time to time.

At this moment, the wooden door was suddenly opened. A gust of cold wind poured in, and the three drunks who were drinking not far away suddenly looked over with a cold shiver.

A person whose face was shrouded in black robes and couldn't see his face clearly walked in, and there seemed to be a ghost hidden in the hood of the black hole, and the invisible anger made the three drunks actually break out in a cold sweat, and the wine also woke up a little.

The black-robed man glanced at the three of them and shook his head in disappointment, then turned and walked to the bar and stood down.

There was a "ding" sound, and a silver coin appeared on the bar and bounced.

The fat woman's ears moved, and then one eyelid opened with great effort, completely ignoring the dark and gloomy figure in front of her, and her wandering gaze swept over the bar. Then, the other eyelid opened and widened, and with a glint that was no less than that of Otta, he stared at the silver coin.

"I have something to ask you, and the answer satisfies me, and it's yours. The black figure said.

"Smack," the waitress's chubby palm pressed against the silver coin, as if she was afraid that it would fly away, "ask, you can ask anything......

It didn't take long. Disappointed, Ota walked out of the tavern, the guy nicknamed 'Flatmouth' had left the city-state after drinking here a few days earlier, and hadn't been here for a few days. As for his identity, Ota guessed that he was most likely a member of the Dark Knights. The meal was for him to see him off.

Now that he knows what he looks like and who he is, of course Orta won't let him go, but that's until he returns.

After returning to the castle, Ota mobilized the white light to wash his body many times, but he knew very well in his heart that although this could enhance his physique, strength, speed, etc. But it didn't have much effect on suppressing the brutal and evil thoughts in the heart, and so far, the only thing that worked was forging, but the effect was becoming less and less obvious.

After falling asleep in a groggy state, Orta roared at dawn and was awakened by a nightmare covered in sweat.

Ota sat on the bed gasping for breath, remembering what he had seen in his dreams.

His body was covered with animal hair, his face was full of fangs, and his bloodstained appearance was three points more vicious than the orc leader in Xiluo Village.

There were rivers of blood flowing all over the body, all of them were human corpses, and what made him even more frightened was that many of those corpses were his relatives and friends, no less than a hundred.

He saw the eldest brother Xia Rui lying in a pool of blood with his big sword embedded in his head, and saw the second brother lying in the blood with his side face, with an iron dagger in his heart, and the iron man was stabbed to death by another big sword on the tree, his mother Avril, aunt Yuna and Ellie...... Teared to shreds, their limbs were held in their hands, and the shredded flesh that fell from the corners of their mouths also came from their bodies......

"Oh my God, it's not true, it can't be true......"

Orta muttered and roared, his hands clutched tightly in his hair and shook his head desperately, as if he wanted to shake these images out of his head, and bean-sized tears and sweat fell together.

Otta, who had never dreamed before, had a nightmare, and what happened in the dream was the kind of dehumanizing massacre, he was slaughtering his relatives and friends, at this moment, his heart was strongly shocked, full of fear and guilt, and he also had fear and disgust for that mysterious white light, and he no longer had the joy of bringing him strong combat power before.

It is a combination of angels and demons, it is a sharp weapon that hurts others and hurts oneself, making people strong at the same time, destroying the owner's sanity and humanity, turning him into a killing machine without sanity.

Who can solve my pain, who can cure the situation I am facing, who can do it......

Orta asked himself, thinking for himself, thinking of the Guran mage, thinking of Catherine's sacrifice, but he knew that these two people were not as good as one-tenth of themselves in the use of the orb, let alone cure the problems caused by the orb, and he was afraid that as soon as the orb touched him, it would immediately lead to greater calamity.

Find a way, I must find a solution, if there is no one in this world who can save me, then I will save myself, I will definitely find a way.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better!] (To be continued.) )