The crowd shouted the name of the keyboard, and one by one ran from the viewing room to where it and Mungo's body were.

In the face of the crowd around him, Zhang San gave these warlike aliens who were dressed differently and looked different as they deserved.

Multiply.

Airplanes!

The red lightsaber was in his hand like a scythe swinged, and the alien body near him in front of him was cut in two, while a group of people behind him who didn't know what was going on were still squeezing in front.

Buzz –

Buzz –

Blood of all colors flowed all over the ground, and those who had not been killed were terrified as they saw what was happening in front of them.

However, the yellow barrier that enveloped them shattered all survivors' illusions, and one of them, looking back with a look of horror on his face, saw the weapon in the keyboard hand explode with a thud, and hope was instantly rekindled in his heart.

He pointed to the keyboard where he had lost his weapon and shouted loudly to the people who were still alive next to him, "It has no weapons!! It has no weapons!! ”

Just as a group of people were fighting for their lives, these people suddenly discovered that the keyboard without weapons was the most terrifying!!

It will use all kinds of cruel means of tearing, hammering, kicking, and pressing to divide a living person into several parts, and even some people are only seriously injured and do not die directly.

However, in the current situation, the seriously injured person will eventually die here due to excessive blood loss!

They will see the passage of their lives with their own eyes.

"Please spare me, I am willing to be your slave!"

An alien knelt in front of Zhang San, begging in a low voice for a chance to live.

"I don't like green-skinned aliens." He grabbed the other man's neck and threw it to the ground.

With a pop, the green-skinned alien who looked like a praying mantis had become a fine suddenly turned into a puddle of flesh.

With such a brutal act, the only dozen or so people left were afraid of the approaching keyboard, and some of them were not green-skinned, and they also learned from the words of the person in front of them, hoping to become slaves of the keyboard and avoid death.

"It's ugly, it's still a man."

This sentence was equivalent to announcing their death, and as all the aliens at the scene turned into corpses on the ground, Zhang San looked at the arena next to him to watch the gladiatorial fight.

The energy of the Lantern Ring enveloped not only the group of people around him, but also the place in front of him.

It's full of militants who love to watch gladiatorial fights, who will only shout the names of the winners and eager to see the bodies of the losers.

As the winner, Zhang San, whose fists were still dripping with other people's blood, took a deep breath of the bloody air and flew towards where they were.

He was followed by the live ball, and the big screen in the stadium also played the image of the keyboard leaving the corpses, and the ants huddled together to escape were so numerous that people thought that someone had sprinkled a large pile of sesame seeds on the ground.

A huge vacuum cleaner sucked the group into its dust bin, and the object created by the yellow energy changed once again.

Rumble.

The aliens piled up screamed in fright by the stirring blades at the bottom, but Zhang San not only did not stop the rotating juicer blades, but sped up.

Red, green, black, all kinds of colors are mixed together.

These aliens, which add up to tens of thousands, have been turned into strange slurry after simple processing, and Zhang San left the war world with them and those corpses to another planet.

After throwing out the garbage, he returned to the world of war.

The assistant who had not listened to Mongo before was still standing in the palace belonging to the previous master of the World of War, and he did not run or let the cannon operator attack the keyboard that flew into the universe.

"Bring the big guy, I've lifted your restrictions."

After sending the message, Zhang San looked at the assistant in front of him who seemed to be waiting for his order, and he asked the other party to do something.

Announce to all the inhabitants of this planet that their master has changed to a new one, and now the world of war belongs to the keyboard.

From today onwards, there are no more gladiatorial shows in the world of war.

At the same time, it will no longer move.

Those who want to stay can continue to stay here, and those who want to leave can also leave.

"This is where gladiators are held, and most of them are powerful guys."

The assistant took him to the bottom of the gladiatorial arena, where the dungeon guarded by the machine guards was in a very poor environment, and at first Zhang San only saw some monster-like slaves.

"No humans?"

"Most of them died, but there was one new kid who didn't go to war."

As he spoke, the assistant led him to the door of a separate cell, which looked slightly drier than the 'group dormitory' outside.

It was only better, because there was not even a bed in the cell, and the hands of the people who were locked in it were still hanging from the wall in chains.

Blue skin?

Squeak

Hearing the movement, the woman in the cell wearing a piece of armor looked up.

"What abilities does she have?"

"Pretty good combat ability, before being caught, he single-handedly took out dozens of enemies of an entire ship."

"Only a few dozen?"

Seeing the helpless eyes of his assistant, Zhang San understood that he was demanding too much of these slaves.

Mongo had people go around catching slaves just for fun, and that's how most gladiators went.

"Meet your new master, Keyboard, whatever hatred you have with Mongo that's in the past, now you're mine."

The other party reminded him of Leana in Mass Effect, who also had a light blue complexion, and the woman in front of him had one more black hair than her.

But when it comes to clothing, the former is much more conservative than the latter.

This woman's outfit gives people the feeling of wanting to show off their figure to the fullest, and the armor is also a representative of the kind of wear that is less defensive and more defensive.

A metal cuirass like underwear, and pants are things with two extra pieces of cloth on the front and back.

There are arm guards and boots, and his eyes are a little numb.

Perhaps knowing the end of her being captured on the planet World of War, she behaved quietly and submissively.

Even though Zhang San pinched her chin and looked at the other party's face, this woman still didn't have any excessive emotions.

(The big guy says he needs some help, and he can't dismantle the cannon in a short period of time.) ）

"Send me the list of people who shouted."

A weapon capable of destroying a planet is indeed a good thing, and although he can't use it, he won't leave it in the world of war.

"You're the Lampman?"

Suddenly, the blue-skinned woman spoke, and there was a glimmer of hope in her eyes, which had just been numb.

Maybe the picture when I saw Zhang San and Deadshot talking was very much like a green light?

"I've killed more than one Guardian of the Universe." The evil keyboard projected to her the scene when she chased and killed the little blue man. (End of chapter)