The black land of slaughter and blood has never lacked fear, just like no nobleman would be happy to enjoy the feeling of being surrounded by except for maggots living in a dung pit, and the chaotic capital is nothing more than a blood-watered garden in the eyes of outsiders except for the outlaws, but even in this strange place where the joy of death sings, there is an ominous place that belongs to them.

If you talk about the most frustrating place in the chaotic city, it must be the mysterious ancient black castle, even the oldest exiles dare not take it lightly in the black land, and the evildoers are even more afraid of it, but surprisingly, the ancient black castle is not the most magnificent building in the chaotic city, on the contrary, the commanding height that can overlook the entire black land is precisely the gladiatorial arena with a strong human atmosphere.

As legendary as its name suggests, Mostima, one of the fallen angels to rival the eight-winged archangel in the fourth chapter of the Gospel of Sin in the Book of Revelation of Light, this mythical figure seems to have left his deep back in the city of chaos.

Of course, a legendary fallen angel in mythology is not bored enough to build his kingdom in the ignorant world, the 'Mostima' gladiatorial arena is said to be the private property of a human noble, it is the second building after the fallen tavern, where almost every sinner has squandered his blood and gold, and shouting and roaring is almost everything to them, because for the wicked, killing can give them hope, and appreciating the killing of others can see their own despair.

The highest level of the Mostima Colosseum is usually the place where the bodies of the losers are kept, but on this unusual night, the rancid land seems to have come to life as well.

The three figures stood like mountains at the top of the glory of the Mostima Gladiatorial Arena.

One of the figures exuded a fierce fighting spirit all over his body, like a majestic lion, while the other figure looked very thin, like a thin hemp rod in the moonlight, and there were no traces of unevenness even on the arms, but the thin body seemed to contain terrifying power, which made people feel a chill.

The three figures quietly looked down at the black land,

"Undead, is that little girl part of your plan? ”

Charles's pitch-black 'shattered armor' was like a deep river in the night, and the mysterious incantations flowed silently on it, and his back was wrapped in a black rag, which contained something but was long, hanging down to his feet.

At this moment, Charles's blue eyes looked into the distance, as one of the most mysterious forces in the chaotic capital, the black castle seemed to have welcomed a new friend in addition to the demon statue, a white shadow stood at the foot of the demon statue, the figure was not as burly as he imagined, but Charles felt a heartbeat when he stared there.

The undead in his mouth was not a bloodless skeleton that could only squeak and scream, but a strange creature wrapped in a gray robe.

The gray-robed man was silent for a while, shook his head, and said: "Venerable knight, my strength has not reached the 'king' rank among the undead, the black castle is like a graveyard to me, if possible, I will not choose to be close to it for the remaining hundreds of years of my life, to be honest, I have been sleeping in the corpse of Mostima for two hundred years, two hundred years ago I glanced at the black castle from afar, and there was a faint sound of sleeping breath in the depths of the castle, and two hundred years later, I woke up. ”

"And then?"

Charles asked urgently, he is the new blood of the chaotic capital, although it is surging, but neither experience nor calculation can match the old undead creatures, especially the lich in front of him, who has an extraordinary status in life and is also a wise man among the lich after death.

The hood of the gray-robed man covered most of his face, leaving only a pair of empty eye sockets, and he said slowly:

"However, I found that the heavy breathing in the black castle was gone, and there were only two possibilities, one was that the being in the depths of the castle had died under the weight of time, and the other was that he, like me, had awakened. ”

The dark blue flames in the gray-robed man's eyes flickered and flickered, and the highest floor of the Mostima Gladiatorial Arena was a confined space, but it seemed as if a fishy breeze blew.

Charles was slightly stunned, and his voice trembled a little: "You mean, that little girl is not because of you."

The control of the puppet technique only crawled under the demon statue?"

"If I can control a human from a distance of 100 meters for such a long time, which is already terrifying in my control of soul magic, then I think my name should be on the nameplate of the Great Elder of the Dark Council's 'Elegy'. ”

The gray-robed man sighed helplessly: "Besides, Charles, what does it mean to climb under the demon statue? Do you think that the mysterious and ancient black castle is the dinner party of your human nobles, staggered and reckless? I dare to say that as long as you dare to approach the black castle, you will definitely encounter an ominous calamity before the arrival of the next dawn." ”

Charles looked a little embarrassed, it seemed that all these years in the City of Chaos had only worn away the glittering honor on his knightly coat of arms, and had not taught him the so-called black wisdom.

On the top floor of 'Mostima' stood three figures, the last of which was a man who had remained silent from the beginning to the present, but at this time, he finally showed his face in the moonlight, if Charles represented the brave perseverance and inexplicable stupidity of the knight, and the gray-robed man represented the mystery and power of the undead, then this big fat man who looked kind and shiny represented the profession of a merchant with countless controversies and jealousies, because they represented outrageous treachery and envious money.

The fat man in a luxurious dress did not look like the aborigines of the chaotic capital at all, but his temperament was comparable to that of the great nobles who rushed to attend a certain king's dinner, and the pair of eyes could only be used. 'grain' to describe their insignificance, although it occupies only a small part of the whole face, but it is unforgettable, and there is the evening gown worn by the fat man, which is full of dazzling gems, which speak of luxury and low-key connotations in the moonlight, it is hard to imagine that a fellow as corrupt as the magnate of the kingdom could stand on one of the grandest buildings in the black earth, looking down on the vast evil.

"Two noble and powerful men, as ordinary people who can only provide a little help to your grand blueprint, do not have the right to open their mouths and say irresponsible things, but I still want to remind you that the 'Haas's Divine Protection' scroll is just an imitation, if its effective time passes, then everything tonight will be discovered by the other exiles in the chaotic capital, and then it will not be our one-man show, you must know that those sleeping exiles, how many of them have been obtained in my gladiatorial arena." Butcher's coat of arms, besides, the Enchantress of the Lost Lands seems to be immune to this visually-paralyzing magic scroll?"

Charles smiled coldly and turned his gaze in a completely different direction, it was a dim kerosene lamp, and the four big characters of the Lost Land seemed to be crumbling in the faint yellow light.

"It's not a problem on the Lost Queen's side, although I have lost the Broken Spear, I have not lost the glory I once had, and I will not have mercy on the aliens. ”

Charles's face regained its grimness, and his blue eyes seemed to have merged with the world in the moonlight.

The gray-robed man took a step forward and saw the fury of the black earth, the fighting aura of a bearded dwarf.

The dark blue flames in his eyes churned, and the gray-robed man said slowly: "Charles, your glory is with the god of light, so let's go our separate ways, you go and block the support of the enchantress, and I, let the dwarf understand that the city of chaos is not a suitable place to sleep with a wine barrel." ”

Once again, the fishy wind came and ruffled Charles's bun, and the knight smiled proudly, "Of course, don't forget your promises, lich, and"

Charles's words paused for a moment, and the arcane incantations on the pitch-black armor appeared and disappeared, as if they were brewing the brilliance of blooming.

"The god named 'Light' has died since the first day I stepped into the chaos, and I hope you stop using ridiculous encouragement like 'The God of Light is with you'. ”

"It's nothing, young man!"

The gray-robed man suddenly roared, and his tone revealed a deep resentment.

"From the moment I was born, I vowed to knock the so-called light into the abyss because he deprived me of my eyes!"

"I can't see the light, so no one wants to see it!"

Charles was stunned for a moment, nodded, and his figure dissipated into the darkness.

Long.

The fat man who was standing silently on the side suddenly smiled at this time, and said softly: "Respect the powerful undead, this is really a good way to win people's hearts, spitting on the things that others hate the most, you can often reap more benefits." ”

The gray-robed man snorted coldly, his tone a little disdainful.

"And what about you, how many exiles have been dispatched to the Colosseum for the Lost Lands?"

"The first head-to-head confrontation between the two kings of the Chaos Capital, such a good opportunity, it is natural to send more people to observe, not to mention"

The fat man's smile grew thicker, and the two broad bean eyes almost narrowed together: "As a merchant, my plan is only to control all the gold coins in the chaotic capital. ”