The two, wearing bronze masks and black demon masks, quietly took a few steps back. At this time, there was already some commotion in the hall.

I saw that the eyes of the man with triangular eyes and the cheeks of a monkey with a sharp beak were a little red, and he picked up the spear in his hand and stabbed it into the body of a tall and burly man not far ahead. With a few screams, the people who couldn't help but shoot in the palace were quickly killed by the people next to them. Subsequently, the eyes of several people from the banner mercenary group who had killed Triangle Eye also began to appear bloodshots, including the middle-aged man John.

As a result, it became more and more difficult for them to restrain the desire to kill in their hearts, and they began to rush frantically towards the people next to them. Lin Luowen and Qingmeng hid at the edge of the main hall, watching as the people were going berserk, they let out howls and cries of pain, this unusual situation only exacerbated the effect of that red gas, and made their hearts more and more greedy and killing.

Also on the edge of the palace, their strength was even stronger, including those sixth-level battle masters.

A dark-faced man rushed directly towards Lin Luowen, his face was very ruddy, and there were a lot of bloodshot eyes, he had just killed another fifth-level battle master, maybe his former teammate or partner.

"Qingmeng, kill him." Lin Luowen said in his heart.

Qingmeng turned around, stretched out his slender and sharp claws, and his speed soared, disappearing from the sight of the dark-faced man in the blink of an eye. Soon after, his head was thrown out as if it had been pierced by a thin cyan thread. A large amount of blood was blocked outside by Qingmeng's demonic energy. After reaching the realm of a fifth-level battle master, you can make better use of your battle qi, and the degree of its release will also increase.

The two people standing in the other place quietly looked at Lin Luowen and Qingmeng, only to see the handsome young man with slender eyebrows and a high nose and say, "The strength of this demon beast is much stronger than the average fifth level. ”

"This kid is in luck." Persirodo whispered.

Rodrigo Iscario has regained his composure, and he is still a little worried about his current situation. However, he wanted the mysterious crystal more than the so-called Sennacherib inheritance.

A man in a black trench coat holding a broad-bladed sword with some blood flowing from the blade, he stood on the edge of another palace, also a sixth-level battle master. There is no shortage of adventurous people in the Franco-Austrian League, who may have been born extraordinary, and their natural pursuit of freedom has led them to choose to be a wandering ranger, and this young man in a black trench coat may be such a person.

There were ten people standing at the edge of the palace in another place, the leader of them was an old man who was somewhat old, but he was still quite strong, and he was also a sixth-level war master. There are two Level 6 Divisions and eight Level 5 Divisions in the team. The leader is the head of the Earth River Archaeological Group, and they all look old. The people of the archaeological group yearn for the ancient ruins, and only after applying to the Franco-Austrian government to set up an archaeological group and paying a certain tax, they have a certain qualification to go to some ancient ruins for archaeology or exploration profits. Since there is usually a certain danger in the ruins, their strength is still quite good.

The three sixth-level battle masters standing next to each other were the members of the Glory Society, the leader of whom had reddish-brown hair, sunken eye sockets, and a long sword in his hand. The other two, one wearing a jacket, with a fair face, and a relatively soft appearance. The other was a woman with wheat-colored skin, long legs, and tight clothing.

No one knew what was going on in the minds of the people here for a quarter of an hour, only that more than half of them could not stop waving their swords in their hands, and the fighting spirit on their bodies was raging wantonly. A large amount of blood flowed through it, and the smell of fishy smell wafted everywhere.

There are only two hundred people left.

The somewhat shrill and fanatical voice rang out again, "Congratulations, you are one step closer to the legacy and treasures of the Great King Sennacherib. Perhaps you have doubts in your hearts, am I like the legendary devil, dragging you step by step into the abyss? No, you're wrong, it's just a little bit of fun for the hopeless. Little ones, the strongest of you will inherit my will and shed the glory of the ancient King Sennacherib in this age. So, go ahead and enjoy the carnival. This time, you'll only have a hundred left! ”

The sound had vanished, and the blood and corpse parts on the ground had slowly disappeared from the black-streaked floor, and a visible red gas emerged.

"I'm going to kill you! Dare to stand in front of the great king of the future, I must crush every bone of yours! A burly and powerful man rushed towards Lin Luowen, who was also a sober person, but now under the influence of that red gas, he welcomed his last fantasies. I saw that Qingmeng's shadow disappeared in an instant, and the blue battle qi and armor on the burly man's body were torn apart, and his head was cut off.

Compared to Qingmeng, who was almost unaffected, Lin Luowen already felt a trace of restlessness. Running the Taishang induction technique, a cool feeling passed, and then looked at the palace.

This time the fight was shorter and more tragic. In less than a quarter of an hour, only a hundred people remained on the scene.

"It's one step closer. Come on! Hold on! My child, after you have inherited everything from me, you can become even greater. For the next 10 of you, you will only survive. Old Sennacherib is left with only his last wishes and endless legacy, children, go and kill! ”

The red gas released again became even more intense, and even Lin Luowen's face unconsciously became ruddy, and he felt that his heart was restless. At this moment, the Blade of Judgment in his mind moved slightly, and Lin Luowen felt that restlessness disappear from his body.

This time, the battle was even more chaotic, and the remaining hundred people were almost all fifth-level battle divisions, and only eight sixth-level battle divisions. And these fifth-level battle masters, who were originally able to maintain a certain level of sanity, have also begun to rush towards each other. The fight made some fifth-level battle masters also rush towards Lin Luowen and Qingmeng, but one person and one beast still dealt with these people quite easily.

This time the fight lasted for half an hour, because some of them were able to barely keep their senses at first, trying not to clash with the others, and as time passed, the thickening red gas made them unable to bear it anymore and began to kill like crazy.

Until the end, only Lin Luowen and Qingmeng, the young man in the black trench coat, Rodrigo Iscario and Operodo, the three sixth-level warlords of the Glory Society, the two sixth-level warlords of the Earth River Archaeological Regiment, and one fifth-level warlord.

They each stood on one side, some subtle unnatural look on their faces, who could be the last? What about their companions and friends of many years? Who can guarantee that it will be passed on in the end? No one could answer, and because of this, they were worried and uneasy.

"It seems that you are the last ten remaining people who are qualified to obtain my inheritance, and you can stand out among more than three hundred people, and your strength is quite good. And you are all people with a bright future! Yes, no matter how clumsy your talents may be, you will ascend in the face of the great Sennacherib lineage! From now on, only one of you will survive for every two people. The gladiatorial fight begins! Kill! They are all brutes, and they are the stepping stones for your future growth! ”

His words echoed through the empty palaces, and some of the god's words made people feel dangerous and uneasy. When a group of ten people heard these words, their faces were cloudy.

The man with reddish-brown hair and sunken eye sockets said, "Helicanu, Talisa, what's wrong with you. This is not a lineage, but a blood sacrifice. ”

"Captain Cleon, I also think this so-called legacy is so strange and disturbing. It creeps my bones, makes every strand of my flesh feel like it's beating. It even made me a little intoxicated! Dressed in a jacket and with a fair and soft face, Helicanu drew his sword, his face was unusually ruddy, and some blood dripped from the sword.

How quick the sixth-level warlord reacted, when Cleon felt that Helicanu's tone, complexion, and heartbeat were abnormal, a large amount of battle qi and armor light quickly appeared on the surface of his body, but Helicanu's sword still caused some minor injuries to his left arm.

"What are you doing? Sober up, Helikanu! Stop him, Talisa, and let's not fight each other! A large amount of purple battle qi appeared on Cleon's body, and I saw that one of his swords slashed out and landed on the sword of Helicanus, who continued to attack, and this sword directly knocked Helicanu backwards and retreated several feet away.

"Damn! Cleon, do you think I don't know what you and Talisha are secretly doing? You hypocrite, and you, you, you're all going to die here today! How do you filthy souls deserve the legacy of the great Sennacherib? Only I, yes, only I am the true Destiny of God. And you, a-like Talisa, are just a tool to satisfy me. Go to hell! Go to hell! Helicanu rushed at Cleon like a madman, but he was sent flying out again and again.

And Talisa, who was dressed in tight clothes and showed a seductive posture, had a wheat complexion and put her index finger in her lips, and her eyes were a little dazed as she watched the fight between the two, yes, she enjoyed the scene.

Cleon's face gradually turned from anger to a trace of coldness and disdain, and he said, "Helicanus, do you know what Talisha says about you? She said that you are so bad, whether it is your body or your soul, there is nothing exciting or turbulent about it. You're such a pathetic clown. ”

Unbeknownst to him, his countenance was also becoming distorted and frantic......