Ahhh

When I opened my eyes, I clutched my neck in panic.

The sensation of seeing my neck break and blood sprayed made my whole body tremble with fear.

I looked down and saw that my hands were intact, my legs were intact, my body was not damaged, and my chest was gradually stabilizing with its heaving chest.

I...... Not dead?

No, didn't I remember that I was shot out of the head by Stark's electromagnetic gun, how could it be......

Anyway, where is this, it's pitch black, and you can't see your fingers.

"Da-da-da."

Footsteps were heard.

I looked in the direction from which the sound came and saw a figure holding a torch.

"Who's where!"

A sense of alarm rose in my heart, and I subconsciously touched my arms, touching my own skin, and there was no trace of my wand.

"It's me."

A familiar voice came.

In an instant, the surrounding walls shone brightly.

The candle flame in the recess naturally ignited, emitting a golden glow.

Aaron came up to me and threw his clothes to me, "Get dressed."

Looking down, I realized that I was lying naked on a stone with strange prints.

Surrounded by an altar and surmounted by a ceiling, enclosed by a large room.

"What's going on?"

When I got dressed, I was very puzzled.

"Oh, we are resurrected.

You are sitting on the Resurrection Stone, and the boss has resurrected us."

Aaron explained.

"Revenge...... Resurrection?" I felt incredible.

Aaron continued, "When everyone comes in, they offer a drop of their own blood.

You were in a coma when you were tested by your boss, and it was at that time that the boss took a drop of your essence blood so that it could be used to resurrect you after you died."

"And that kind of thing!" My shocked voice.

Aaron nodded and turned, "We've all collected our respective equipment, and this time, Stark won the final victory, but he didn't ask for the ring.

I'll leave first, and you'll come out by yourself later."

With that, he walked away on his own.

I wiped my face and suddenly it felt like it was all incredible.

Everyone who is safe and quiet on weekdays, at critical moments, fight each other for a ring.

Maybe I'm the only one who wants to make friends with them.

They are all in disguise.

Don't look at their usual smiles, maybe they have stabbed each other to death several times in their hearts.

False, really too fake.

"Damn, Dead Yellow Hair didn't bring my clothes with me, how will I get out later?"

A delicate voice came from behind him.

Turning back, I saw Freya sitting up from the Resurrection Stone, her eyes glazed over the ceiling, her mouth grumbling.

I was stunned for a moment as I looked at her meticulously in front of me, and then warily aimed the wand Aaron had given me at her.

"Yo, you're awake too, little brother, it looks like I'm the last to be resurrected."

She crossed her legs and looked at me with her hands folded, covering her sensitive parts just right.

"You...... Don't try to kill me, be careful that I electrocute you!" I warned.

"Oh, just your broken stick?" Freya looked dismissive.

"It's a wand, not a stick, just be careful." I took a step back.

She yawned, "o There was a rule that you can't kill each other in the palace, otherwise he will deal with it himself."

"Really?" I don't believe it.

"Why are you lying to you, you can do it, I did it a long time ago!"

With that, she teleported in front of me, shocking me.

Her right hand holding the wand was clenched tightly by her, and she only used a slight force to twist it downward, and I screamed in pain, and the wand fell to the ground.

"You, what do you want to do?" I was scared.

"What are you doing, believe it or not?"

Freya bared her sharp fangs, and her purple pupils turned blood-red.

I was so scared that I was sweating, but she just made a joke and curled the corners of her mouth into a smug smile.

She ripped off my robe, quickly covered herself, bumped me with a sensual and graceful step, and walked away leisurely.

I swallowed a mouthful of saliva and felt a slight throbbing at this beautiful and terrifying female vampire, and I was afraid that the days ahead would have a shadow over her.

No, there are definitely not as many shadows as Napier and Stark's.

One of them is a madman, the other is a ruthless killing machine.

Central of the palace.

When I came here, I noticed that everyone was gathered in front of me, and O was there, as if they were waiting for me deliberately.

Freya changed into a red dress and high heels, looking beautiful, but still wearing my robe outside.

"Randy, come here!" On the Crystal Throne, o a deep, majestic voice.

I quickly trotted over and stood beside Aaron.

"Now that everyone is together, let's start the summary of this meeting."

o Support your chin with one hand, lean your body, and cross Erlang's legs.

His voice was clear to my ears.

"This time, it's just an assessment of you, and I know that you didn't find the real Ring, and I just want you to fight each other once."

No way.

It turned out that all this was expected by O.

It was he who arranged this fight!

I only know this now, and I don't know if anyone else knew about it before.

Looking at the way they looked, they didn't seem surprised by this.

The face was very flat, as if it was a habitual thing.

o looked at the Predator Stark, "Stark, you did a great job, you killed almost everyone on your own, that ring is supposed to be yours, it was the ultimate reward I gave you."

I raised my hand with a puzzled expression.

O looked at me, "Randy, do you have any questions?"

I said, "Since that ring isn't the real ring, why would you use a useless thing as our reward?"

"So you mean?" o The tone is neither salty nor light.

"Is there a better reward?" I rubbed my hands together.

"Nope." o Shake your head.

I was a little disappointed, but what he said next made me very uplifted.

"This ring, strictly speaking, isn't really a ring, but it's half a ring.

It's a magic weapon made by the ice elf Prinmoth, and I don't know if there is a corresponding elven mage in it."

I raised my hand again and said, "I remember there were 11 rings, and there was no Ice Ring in them?"

O nodded, "That's right, the Ice Elf Prinmoth hates war and has always been a neutral, so the Ring she created didn't participate in the war.

But the war of the gods also affected her, causing all the gods to fall asleep.

The Rings created by the Neutrals are far less powerful than any of the 11 Rings, and I think that's why Stark gave up the reward."

Stark nodded symbolically, but did not speak.

O pointed at me and said, "Randy, this ring was found by you in the first place, so it's okay for you?"

"I...... Me?" I was overjoyed.

At this time, Freya was dissatisfied, "This guy also deserves the ring?

O, why don't you give it to me?"

o Displeased voice, "So you're ordering me?"

"Freya doesn't dare!"

Freya immediately fell to her knees, looking panicked.

o groaned and said, "Randy's performance this time is okay, I decided to give him this Ice Ring, do you have any objections?"

Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads.

Then, he took out an extra snow-white ring in his hand, and like a coin toss, finished it for a while, and then threw it at me.

I jumped up, caught it smoothly, and found that it was automatically worn on my thumb.

"Alright, this meeting is over.

As a reminder, you still have half a year to recuperate, and after half a year, you will go out and search for the Ring for me according to the information I sensed.

When you die in the wilderness, no one will resurrect you, and even if you kill each other, I will not care about you." o Lazy voice.

With that, he turned into a flash of fire and flickered.

Outside the living room.

I chased Napier's figure, holding him down on the shoulder, "Hey, you stop!"

Napier looked back, "What's the matter?"

I was furious and said, "You killed Emma!"

"Emma, who is he?" Napier touched his head.

I glared at him and yelled, "It's the girl you killed with the troll, the shot she blocked for me, though she didn't mean to."

Napier seemed to remember something, and did a tap dance in front of me, "Ahh

"Aren't you going to repent, or apologize, that you killed an innocent life!"

Looking at him without remorse, my fists couldn't help but tremble.

He stuck out his tongue at me and grimaced, "I killed the person, what does it matter to you, do you like her, ahhhhhh

"Bastard, you demon!"

I couldn't stand it anymore and punched him directly.

But in the next second, he grabbed my hand in an instant, and then got close, raised his knee and kicked my leg, right in my lower abdomen.

I was kicked by this kick not lightly, like a frightened shrimp, arched my back, and then was thrown over the shoulder by the other party, and fell to the ground.

"Hahaha, you're such a garbage, how can you reason with people?

Fists are the truth.

The weak either humbly accept their fate, or low-key efforts become strong.

I'm looking forward to killing you out there in half a year!"

Napier said sarcastically, patted me lightly on the face, and then straightened my hairstyle and walked away in style.

I looked at his back, and my heart was filled with murderous intent.

"Was it okay just now?"

A pair of beautiful feet, stepping on high heels, appeared in front of my eyes.

It's Freya.

When I looked up, I noticed that she was looking at me condescendingly, but her expression was not arrogant, but calm.

"It's fine." I had a feeling of frustration and the voice was very small.

She helped me up, looked at me clutching my aching stomach, and sighed, "Little brother, it's better to think about your own problems than to have time to care about others.

If you are strong enough, the person you want to protect will naturally not be harmed by others, and after half a year, none of us will show mercy to each other, you have to be mentally prepared."

With that, she brushed her sleeves away.

I sighed weakly, thinking that her words made sense.

I thought of my wedding to Lilith.

It was supposed to be a happy and beautiful picture, but in the end, it was soaked in blood and became a lingering shadow in my heart.

The reason for everything, in the final analysis, is that I am too weak.

Probably because I was used to the comfortable life in my previous life, and the mutual fighting in this world made me not realize it for the time being.

This different world, although beautiful and wonderful, but the system is relatively backward, people are like brainless animals, for the most basic women, territory, status, fight each other with fists, writing the primitive winner is king, the loser is the truth.

It's time to look ahead and try to get stronger.

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