The Holy King Sacrifice proceeded in such an orderly manner. Over the course of three days, more than 100 contestants took the stage.

As a result, only four of them received Lu Mingfei's gift.

When Lu Mingfei got up to announce the end, a voice sounded.

"Wait, Holy King, I have a job that will definitely make you laugh out loud."

Who dared to interject when Lu Ming had to speak?

It's him, Caesar. Gattuso.

The blonde man walked onto the stage with a long rope.

Long ropes were tied to a group of people of all ages, with paper balls in their mouths and terrified faces.

"Oh? Then you will be allowed to perform the last show. Lu Mingfei sat back on the throne, that is, he did not touch the sea of consciousness of others, and he did not understand why Caesar came up with a group of blood connections,

"Hah! Idiots, why don't you laugh?! Aren't you happy to be able to please the Holy King with yourself? As soon as Caesar pulled the rope, the bound fell unsteadily.

Caesar walked up to the first old man and pulled out the paper from his mouth.

"Old thing, let's talk about my last words now, if you don't say it, you won't have a chance."

"Caesar, you can't do this to us, we are your blood relatives!" The old man roared angrily, he couldn't understand why this white-eyed wolf could be so ruthless when the family had given Caesar everything, and he had captured them to please others.

Caesar tilted his head in confusion, "Is there anyone who can kill someone else's mother and is embarrassed to support himself as a blood relative?" You're just a bunch of goddamn pigs. ”

Facing the stands, he raised his arms and shouted: "Great Holy King, today I am going to perform an extremely bad show, a scene of slaughter!" ”

The red light flashed, and the old man who spoke just now had his head on the ground, his head rolling twice on the ground, his face was hideous, and his eyes were full of unwillingness and incomprehension.

Just for an inconsequential woman?

The exclamations rang out, and everyone knew from the conversation that the people who were tied around their necks with ropes were all Caesar's blood relatives, and they did not expect that this man intended to slaughter them in public.

How cruel! What madness!

Caesar's long rope connected at least eighty men, could it be that he was planning to kill them all like this?

Be.

Caesar walked up to the second and took out the paper ball from his mouth as well.

It was a middle-aged man with a goatee, and he yelled at Caesar. He denounced Caesar for his ingratitude and angrily denounced Caesar's cold-bloodedness and ruthlessness.

Ignoring his evil words, Caesar did the same and took off his head.

Third, Fourth, Fifth......

Caesar became a cold-blooded butcher and slaughtered all his relatives, and their vicious curses or bitter pleas before death were like wind to Caesar.

Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!

By the last three, Caesar slowed down.

"Patsy, you are my brother and brother, my dear friend and dear. But you were brainwashed by the lies of the Gattuso family and attacked me. This is yours and shouldn't be. Caesar sighed how he wished he had softened his heart so that he would not have to kill his closest brother in the Gattuso house with his own hands.

But that's the way of the world, that's how the damn magnetic field turns.

It makes its own blood cold and its own heart stiff!

Parsee. Gattuso closed the pair of blue-gold heterochromic pupils, not about to say anything.

May you get what you want, my brother.

Waving his brother away, Caesar walked towards the penultimate man, his uncle, Frost. Gattuso.

"Caesar, you will regret what you have done, you will regret losing Gattuso's support, you ruined your chances of becoming a god with your own hands!" Frost's voice was bitter.

Caesar laughed, he didn't expect his uncle to be immersed in old dreams until now, "Become a god? Do you think the God of your mouth can surpass that one? ”

He didn't say who he was, but everyone knew who he was referring to.

Frost's face was as dead as he muttered something, but Caesar did not want to listen any longer, and with a swing of his sword, he cut the acting head of the Gattuso family in two.

"It's finally you, my father." Caesar looked at the last man.

Pompey. Gattuso was unexpectedly calm, and he sat on Frost's chest, causing a large amount of internal organs in the stump to be squeezed out of his body.

"Caesar, it's a good thing that you can calm down, but I sincerely hope that you can think about the consequences before you do anything." Pompeii's voice was as flirtatious as before, a kind of confidence in himself. He snapped his neck, "This is a good stage, but must you be the leading actor?" ”

Dangerous.

"Scared!"

At the moment of danger, Caesar made a move.

350,000 horsepower. Super Wind Chop

Inadequate.

Pompey's body erupted with the power of 520,000 horses, shaking Caesar into the air.

"Holy King, reversal is the core of this performance." Pompeii smiled flatteringly at the stands.

The corners of Lu Mingfei's mouth curved slightly, Odin, this clown, is still such a clown.

Caesar retreated to the edge of the stage, but instead of taking the opportunity to flee, he mustered up his strength and rushed towards Pompeii again.

Pompey was already about to give up on this pawn, and raised a thunderbolt-enveloped punch to blast Caesar up.

“▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇”

An indescribable scream rang out, and a black tentacle stretched out from the clouds, pumping towards Pompeii.

"How so?!"

I couldn't understand why the guy he had been looking for showed up at this time.

He sped up instantly, avoiding the tentacle.

Why did it choose to appear at this moment? Why did you stop yourself from killing Caesar?

I don't know.

An incomparably large black shadow appeared in the dark night, its appearance blocked the moonlight, tens of thousands of golden lights lit up, and a frenzied aura emanated from its body.

Caesar roared, "Strike together, kill him, and I will ask the Holy King to spare you." ”

The black shadow roared, and countless tentacles pumped towards Pompeii, and for a while, he couldn't resist at all, and was pulled out of the blood mist.

Lu Mingfei didn't move, but just watched this farce with interest.

Pompeii tried to escape, but for some reason, he was separated by a transparent canopy.

He looked at Lu Mingfei in disbelief, and the next moment, the black tentacles that burst out filled his sight.

The explosive Odin is only 550,000 horses, but the opponent is the body of the black king with more than 700,000 horses.

As for Caesar, he wasn't even an addition.

Knocked away by the tentacles again, Pompeii gave up fleeing, and he laughed miserably: "Caesar, why are you able to join forces with it, and how did you find it?" Tell me, I'm dead anyway. ”

"Hahahaha, thank you for this. If you hadn't left those things inside me, it wouldn't have come to me. Hey, how are you feeling at the moment?! ”

Pompeii wanted to say something, but was overwhelmed by the black tide of tentacles.

Caesar laughed maniacally: "Holy King, as he said, reversal is the heart of this performance." ”