No one could have imagined that a preliminaries would attract celebrities of this magnitude, even the Governor of the Gondals himself, so that what would have happened only in the final stage in previous years would be truly revealed. The crowd roared wildly, pushing the pre-match atmosphere wave after wave.

In this earth-shattering roar, no one would have thought of it. This first-ever melee promotion match has been quietly arranged into a dangerous killing game. However, unlike the countless cheering spectators, there were two people in the room who were calm as if they were out of step with the whole world.

Gavira on the sidelines seemed to be standing in a background of screams, silent without a sound. And her gaze has never left that direction since the figure appeared on the viewing platform. The frenzy around her masked the murderous aura of the wood elf, and the palm she hid underneath had silently clinged to the handle of the dagger.

She was calculating the distance between the two, she was planning a way to kill the other party, and the scene of the old moon demon's dying turned into a raging rage, staining her emerald eyes with a layer of hatred that could not be dissolved. I'm going to kill him, I'm going to kill him, I'm going to ...... Gavira repeated only that sentence in her mind, and she moved as all the voices coalesced into a steel cone in her head, stabbing it down so hard.

The dagger in her hand shook out half of the cold light, and when she was about to rise into the sky with its master, an irresistible force grabbed her wrist. Turning her head sharply, Gavira saw Cadius staring directly at her. "You ......"

The half-elf with tousled hair just shook his head, and his somewhat old face, with a pair of incomparably bright eyes, radiated a light that seemed to be able to see everything. "My child, you are an Assassin who walks in the shadows...... Now you. If you don't do anything, you're already defeated......"

Gavira's pupils shrank suddenly, and the dagger in her hand trembled slightly. "Let go of me, I'm going to kill him!"

"What is the first lesson in assassination martial arts? patience, for the result of killing. Instead of rushing up......" The half-elf looked into Gaveira's eyes, "Now, sit down for me!"

As the audience calmed down, Gavira was pushed back into her seat by the half-elf. Zar, on the other hand, slowly rubbed the dirt in his hands, listened to Sugar Gold's command, and stood a few yards apart from the other gladiators.

Dry sand gently falls between your fingers, before falling to the ground. Drifting away from the light smoke and dust of the Daodao, his eyes fell into the void as if he had lost his mind, unfocused, as if waiting for something. The goblins in the stands were still talking, but the voice sounded distant, as if it was about to be detached from its own world

And everything around is quiet, only the movement of constant shaking, but there is no sound of silence. Just when the whole world sank to the lowest point in Zal's heart. A clear voice, suddenly exploded.

“...... Let's go!"

The out-of-focus gaze gathers instantly. Becoming extremely sharp, he raised his head suddenly, and the palms that had just been rubbed together shook out with smoke and dust, and his back flew back, and at the moment when the tide of human voices poured into his ears again, Zal had already flown out upside down. Unleashed the first attack at the beginning of the melee. And the gladiators who were distributed around, except for a few people, all rushed towards the figure in the air together as if they had agreed in advance!

"Dang!"

The terrifying sound of metal crashing erupted between the two figures that collided first, with the terrifying power granted by the "Death Wish". Zal slammed away the long sword in the opponent's hand, and slammed his left hand into a fist. The sound of broken bones flashed the moment they landed, and the gladiator's throat bone was shattered with a blow! Climbing the opponent's jaw and slamming backwards, with the twisted neck bone and the instantly paralyzed body, Zar saw a weapon smashed against him behind the opponent!

Grabbing the corpse's collar, Zar jerked it up and covered it in front of him. The next moment, a series of muffled sounds of soldiers were scattered in front of Zhal's eyes, accompanied by blood and shredded flesh that rushed to the sky. Before the other party could close in, Zar let go of the corpse and flew back again, and the gladiator who died first was trampled under the feet of the swarming crowd, turning into a blur of flesh and blood!

There was no cautious temptation, no time-wasting confrontation, the purpose was clear, and the murder was bloody! A bloody melee that had just started the game completely ignited the enthusiasm of all the spectators! They were like flies witnessing flesh and blood, roaring and buzzing, exuding heat waves and cheers that were enough to ignite the air and boil blood, and loudly praising this blood feast that was destined to be extremely tragic!

Zhal, who retreated, looked at the faces that were getting closer and closer in front of him, stopped suddenly, regained his strength, and took the initiative to rush to the pursuers behind him at a moment that everyone didn't expect. He remembered everything the half-elf had said during those two days, and when the enemy made pursuit the norm of battle, it was the time for you to fight back, and when the enemy ignored the strength of the weapon in his hand, he was the first target you killed!

Zal's figure was like a gray streamer, sweeping towards a Moon Demon Clansman holding a giant sword. The other party obviously didn't expect Zar to launch a counterattack in pursuit, and as soon as he subconsciously raised the blade of his sword, Zar had already wiped past him! The figure sweeping forward suddenly stopped with a red line, and just when the chasing gladiators were collectively stunned, thick blood gushed out from the moon demon's flank.

In the crowd, Zar reflexively hooked the moon demon's neck and shook his body in front of him, swinging a gap from the countless falling weapons, and then stepped on his waist and kicked him in the direction of the most human figures!

But before Zar could choose his next target, two shrill sounds of breaking the air instantly pierced his eardrums. An inexplicable feeling of surprise hit Zal's heart. Arrows? The question is how can the arrows pass through the crowd blocking the periphery? Subconsciously waved the dagger and attacked it in the direction where the sound came from, and just in the sight of Zal in an instant, two swift arrows actually drew a sinking parabola above the crowd and shot at his chest!

"Damn, guide arrows, blessed power!" Zar's heart snapped. That's what he, Gavira and Cadius had guessed. Among the 100 gladiators outside, there is a high probability that there will be a gladiator who controls the "power of blessing", and the question is only whether he can meet him, or how strong the opponent is.

Two clanging clatters flew the arrows. In the gap of the crowd, Zar saw a Wood Elf wandering around the perimeter of the battlefield, constantly looking for an attack angle! Advance or retreat, Attack or defend? Just before the enemy in front of him could reunite, Zar suddenly rushed in the direction of the Wood Elf!

With a muffled thud, Zar shattered the sternum of a gladiator with his knee, knocking him out of the crowd and falling straight to the ground. As soon as it rolled on the ground, it was ejected, and several whizzing arrows were nailed into the land where Zal had just been in a series of trills.

The enemy behind roared and shouted again, and in the face of the rapidly retreating wood elves, Zar had only one chance! Zal's figure left a vague afterimage behind him, almost flat on the ground, and rushed forward frantically. And the wood elf also seemed to smell the most dangerous breath, and the whole right hand held several arrows behind its back, and swept out a terrifying buzz on the bowstring that kept vibrating like a silver curtain!

Seven or eight arrows shot out and exploded into a dense cluster of arrows in the air. Zar gritted his teeth and ejected, spinning his body at high speed, like a drill that wipes out a circle of cold light. It crashed into a rain of arrows. The next moment, the sound of a dense and terrifying metal crash resounded all around him. Accompanied by countless clusters of flying arrows, Zal's figure broke through the arrow curtain with the blood line that dragged the sky in the sky, and stepped firmly on the ground.

Their eyes met at a close distance, and with one more lunge, Zar could touch the archers not far away, and the other fired two arrows in quick succession. Didn't wait for the dagger to slam into the cluster of arrows. The first feather arrow exploded on its own in front of Zhal, and the viscous feeling that instantly wrapped itself dragged Zhal's movements like glue!

"Resistance arrows?!" Zar was shocked, and through the rippling air like water, he saw the smile on the face of the wood elf—a grim smile!

Just a momentary delay. Enough for an archer who is good at positioning. Just as Zar was falling into the sluggish effect, a second feathered arrow exploded again between the two of them. And this time, the impact that suddenly rolled around pushed the wood elves as light as a fallen leaf backwards into the air, but Zal threw them at the enemy group behind them!

"Recoil arrow!" The moment he flew in the air, Zal had never been so soberly aware that he must not fall into the crowd behind him, otherwise there would be only a dead end. Just as more than a dozen gladiators showed ecstatic eyes, ready to welcome the "gift" that fell from the sky, the ground under Zal suddenly roared loudly, and a circle of wheel-shaped earth rose into the sky with billowing smoke and dust, covering Zal's figure heavily!

The audience on the sidelines collectively groaned, completely unaware of what was happening, but the gladiators who were chasing after them all stopped abruptly, unable to guess what was going on. The next moment, a figure rushed out of the smoke and dust that had not yet dispersed with a wafting trail!

Everyone's pupils shrank again, looking at the figure tearing the strong wind and roaring, the entire right arm pulled out a layer of distorted light and shadow in the air, and threw the dagger in his hand towards the wood elf who had not yet landed!

According to the pre-war plan, Zal never thought of exposing his "power of chaos", but he never thought that his steps would stop here. Smash the ground with the power of chaos, hide your hole cards to the maximum, and use the "Death Wish" to play "Annihilation", remote to remote, life and death in this blow!

Countless people, countless spectators had already left their seats, craned their necks and stood up, and in the sudden black light, they saw the wood elf scolding angrily, and shook out the scimitar on his waist with his backhand, blocking in front of him!

"When-!!"

"Destroy" shattered the scimitar, smashing a four-shot piece of steel in the air, and nailed it into the chest of the wood elf!

Time flies by in a moment. The gladiators behind just remembered to continue the chase, but Zhal's movements never stopped rushing to the corpse of the wood elf and pulled out the dagger!

Their cheers, definitely not for me!, Zal thought suddenly. Almost instinctively, he flew back, but a black shadow fell from the sky, and he was already enveloped in it!

"Give me, die-!!" It was a wild roar, accompanied by earth-shattering might, smashing down a round of light and shadow wrapped in black and red energy!

"Boom-!!"

In an instant, the ground where Zal was located cracked and rubble flew into the air. The corpse of the Wood Elf that had fallen there was torn to minced flesh under the heavy blow, mixed with the mud and sand that was lifted into the air, and a thick rain of blood fell!

At this moment, the audience on the sidelines was completely frenzied, they waved their arms in unison and roared!

"Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!" The overwhelming shouts of killing filled the entire bloody gladiatorial arena, and these bloodthirsty poisonous flies didn't care who died or lived, they just wanted to see the killing. Outright killing!

In the rain of blood, two figures rushed out of the swaying dirt at the same time. One is retreating, one is advancing, one is attacking, and one is defending. Zal wielded a dagger, parrying the opponent's attacks, and his body was covered in large and small bloody wounds. The blow that had just fallen from the sky had caused him great damage.

However, he finally saw his opponent's appearance clearly after the rhythm was stabilized again. It was a burly Rogokan, and his weapon was a giant two-handed hammer more than a man high! This terrifying weapon roared as if it had no weight in his hand, mixed with the strong black and red wind, and set off a wave of attacks!

Zal gritted his teeth and persevered, and the strong wind that he dispersed brought a piercing grinding sound, plowing a terrifying crack in the tamped earth of loess! And the gladiators who followed closely also surrounded them, like hungry wild dogs on the grassland, not daring to rush forward and lose their lives, but also showing extremely greedy eyes, wanting to take advantage of the opportunity when the target was about to fall.

In the face of the frantic offensive of the Rogkans, Zar was almost in a desperate situation, and the two controllers of the "Blessed Power" and a dozen gladiators who had not yet been killed were already passive to the point of unimaginable. His brain was running wildly, but at the moment he lost his mind slightly, the Rogkan on the other side smiled hideously.

"Now is not the time for distraction!" he shouted, slamming his hands to the ground!

With a muffled bang, the black-red qi waves that rolled out rushed through Zal's body, and then it suddenly swirled and regathered towards the giant hammer of the Rogkans!

"This is ......?!" The terrifying dragging force shocked Zal's heart, and he instantly broke out in a cold sweat!

Facing Zal who was pulling towards him, the Rogkan man laughed wildly, picked up the hammer again, mixed with a terrifying roar, and swept it towards Zal's shoulder!

The most dangerous scene since the beginning of the war, the most dangerous scene of "Hell!! appeared in front of Zhal, and for this completely unfamiliar "blessed power", he simply could not grasp the initiative in the battle in the short term. However, the other party's blow will no longer give him a chance to continue to understand!

With a hissing roar, Zhal, who was fixed on the spot, crossed his arms in front of him, and the "Death Wish" and the "Chaos Force" were launched at the same time, protecting his body to the death!

"Bang!"

A scalp-tinging loud bang was accompanied by a sweeping figure crashing into the crowd gathered outside. In a scream, several gladiators were knocked to the ground, while Zar fell into the distance, tumbling and kicking up a cloud of yellow dust.

"Zal—!" several shouts rang out from different directions. Haidel, in the audience, covered his eyes and couldn't bear to look at him anymore, while his companions pressed his shoulders, as if trying to comfort him, but didn't know how to speak.

The half-elves and Gavira clenched their fists, and there was only a grim look on their faces. The old butler on the other side had anger burning in his eyes, and the wrinkles on his face were as cold and sharp as a knife and an axe.

and Adjani and Leila. The moon demon was already crying, her voice hoarse, as if she couldn't believe the facts in front of her. Adjani covered her lips under the veil, unable to utter a complete sentence, her eyes twitching. He stared at the figure on the ground in a daze.

However, all this was immediately drowned out in the louder cheers, howls, cheers, and applause that came from all around......

"Dead?!!, boy!" The Rogkan man slammed the hammer to the ground with a thud and sneered as he looked at Zal lying on the ground in the distance. Then he glanced at the gladiators who were swallowing their saliva. In a voice that could only be heard between them, he said: "Who will help me see, if you don't die, make up for me, then the other half of the bounty settled after the game will be yours!"

Is this a trap? What if he doesn't die? More than a dozen gladiators looked at each other, and it was not fear that stopped them, for this group of outlaws, they didn't know what fear was. It's the nature of not wanting to suffer, especially if everyone else is still alive. But he may be thrown to fill the pit and lose his life.

Finally, someone couldn't sit still. The crowd in the audience has already erupted in boos one after another, and even scolded!

"Kill, keep killing......"

"Cowardly coward, don't you dare to go up and take a look!

"Kill! We're not here to see you in a daze! Kill me!"

“......”

The brief stalemate in the arena was finally broken, and the three or four gladiators nodded to each other and broke away from the crowd together. He walked towards Zal on the ground.

They are slow at their feet and always maintain an attacking stance. Getting closer. Just when they touched Zhal's side, they didn't intend to look at it at all, but raised their weapons one after another and smashed them directly. The figure on the ground, which had been motionless, suddenly rolled over and nailed "Annihilation" into the jaw of one of the gladiators with his backhand!

"He, he'......" in a few short exclamations. The dagger in Zal's hand brought out a stream of blood, arcing across the other's throat. Crashing into the gladiator who was covering his neck, he rushed forward, and before the other two retreated, the black "Perdition" rushed into the arms of the third gladiator along with Zal.

After a few muffled pops. Shaking off the corpse that had fallen like rags, there was no more obstacle between Zal and the fourth gladiator. With a wild roar and an axe, the gladiator also knew that there was no way to escape, and there was only one way to fight to the death. The problem is, he chose the wrong person!

The rough tomahawk fell in the air, but stopped abruptly beside Zhal's face. I saw Zar take a step forward in his original position, and after shortening the range of the attack, he raised his left arm and grabbed the opponent's axe hilt, and the sharp axe blade embedded in his shoulder, cutting a shallow wound.

In the other party's extremely shocked eyes, Zal suddenly reached out his left hand, hooked the back of his neck, and took it back. The gladiator who was brought to the side and back staggered with the "Destruction" that swept into the air, and he fell to the ground with a thud, and streams of blood spurted out of his neck, quickly staining the ground beside him a dull crimson.

"Oh?!" two identical exclamations came from different mouths. One was the Rogkan man in the field, he looked at Zal who was panting violently with some surprise, and continued: "I didn't expect it, boy, you are really alive......"

The other is Sabrio the Sky Breaker, who is sitting in the VIP seat. He crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows slightly. "Today is really an interesting day, I actually saw the 'power of blessing' from my hometown in the preliminary round!" he said, "and I also saw someone who can save his life with the full force of the 'Gift of the Old God'......"

Ambrus Dussy, who was sitting next to him, was stunned for a moment, of course he knew what his most important gladiator was talking about. The "gift of the old gods" in his mouth refers to the "blessed power" unique to the Rogkan people, an extremely mysterious power that no one else has mastered or even understood except for the Eastern Empire "Aranok".

But Ambrus wasn't concerned about that right now. "You think he's good?

Sabrio nodded slightly. "Very good, solid foundation, sharp reactions, especially the grasp of the fighter and the overall situation, very rare......," but he did not wait for his patron to speak, he continued, "However, it is useless." I don't know if it was deliberately arranged or what, didn't you notice? Almost all the gladiators in the audience regarded him as the first target to kill. ”

Skybreaker's eyes narrowed. "He's going to die here. He said coldly, "Man, it's a very interesting animal. When the minority of the crowd sees the majority doing something together, they also want to be involved and not make themselves seem too different......"

"I don't know how many people wanted to kill him beforehand, but I'm sure everyone in the field wants to kill him now......" Sacreo finally said, "Don't worry, boss, I'm afraid there will be no more 'sky-high gladiators' after today......"

The same doubts surfaced in the heart of Casavalon, who was not far behind. "Was it deliberately arranged or not, it's a trap that was laid out beforehand!" he suddenly turned his head to look at the viewing platform, where he saw the smiling archon, Barberto Frien. "This vicious snake!"

Next to the old butler, Adjani grabbed Leila's palm and looked at the bloodied figure in the field, but still standing in place. The girl remembered the same scene on the "Hidden Cloud Terrace", he was also standing there, shouting to himself to go, go quickly, and he was also standing there firmly like an immortal mountain rock.

"Tell me, Leila, tell me that he can survive, that he can win......" the girl's voice murmured, repeating over and over again, hot tears sliding from her eyes, not like asking someone else, but constantly telling herself.

On the battlefield, Zar gulped in air and stared at the enemy in a circle not far away. There was no place on his body that didn't hurt, and he wiped the blood on his face hard, and with a sharp swing, he threw out a winding blood trail on the ground. He knows very well that now is definitely not the time to fall, because he is still alive, and the battle is still going on...... (To be continued......)