It only took a few moments for the two Eaters of Shadows to kill Juan on the spot, tearing his body to pieces.

"......" The Colosseum made an overwhelming sound.

The audience in extreme excitement all shouted and shouted in unison, and many women took off their clothes and waved them in their hands, triggering an even more crazy craze around them.

"Kill, kill, kill!" the cheers gradually turned to shouts of killing, and there was only one rhythm left in the Colosseum, and the anger was overflowing.

A giant alloy trap rises from the ground, binding the two Eaters of Shadows, and scavengers dressed in orange and yellow appear to take the bodies of Juan and Hu from the field. They drove a special small shovel, with sand and dirt on the corpses, and they quickly cleaned them up with a shovel. Wait until there is no more blood on the ground, and then spread new yellow sand, and you will be familiar with the clouds and water.

According to the rules, Star Beasts that are not killed will be kept in the arena until a new gladiator finishes them. Today's audience was very skeptical of this, because the Star Beasts were also divided into levels, and these two Shadow Devourers were much more powerful than the ordinary Star Beasts in the past, and when converted to the gladiator level, they had already reached the Silver Level!

As the microphone hummed on, a deep voice reached everyone's ears through the loudspeaker: "Dear ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Paradise Lost, we will continue to bring more exciting beast fighting performances." Presumably many old friends have already seen that today's star beasts seem to be a little different. That's right, as a big reward for the Golden Weekend, we specially brought in these two silver-level killers to rewrite the status quo of the Colosseum. We want to make the game unpredictable and pleasing to the eye. Next, the Liberty Consortium presents the most beautiful female slaves of all time, the 'Twin Flowers', who will face the two Eaters of Shadows. With your hands and courage, go and find salvation for yourself!"

In the midst of the incendiary commentary, the giant iron gate rumbled up, and two petite figures walked out of the passage at the bottom of the Colosseum.

The lame dog standing in the passage on the other side changed his face slightly, and he leaned on the crack in the iron gate and looked into the field, "Why are they?" muttered the old man. Full of unbelief.

"Look, it looks like a little beauty!"

"Tear them apart, bite them up, pull the entrails out of their bodies!"

"I haven't bet yet, I have to hurry up! I swear, they won't survive a minute!"

There was a commotion in the audience, and everyone seemed extremely excited.

In the sky above the Colosseum, the steam-like energy fluctuations at this moment are really majestic to the extreme. It almost discolors the wind and clouds.

High and lonely, two words that seem to be unrelated, but they are vividly reflected in the people of the Eternal Night. Although the Colosseum sometimes has volunteers from the Eternal Night camp, those are ordinary people outside the royal family, like the paupers of the human race, who have no capital to speak of.

The Eternal Night Royals are the true rulers and rulers, and in their long lives, in addition to constantly evolving-powerful-evolving-re-powerful. The rest of the time can only be passed by interstellar travel. The galaxy in which this plane is located is only a small part of the realm of the eternal night, and the sinners are the most powerful beings in the human race. But in the eyes of the royal family of Eternal Night, it is nothing. Ever since the Freedom Consortium discovered such a wonderful place as the Golden City and intended to make it a lost paradise, they have made a pact with the Emperor of the Sinners, the Futu King, to cooperate and help each other, giving each other the utmost respect and convenience.

The Free Consortium also has members of the royal family in the eyes, in the eyes of these pure businessmen. Interests are the most important thing, and war is only a small means to serve interests. As for the sinful people, though they are weak, there is no need to purge them. Pristine nature is a key element of a tourist attraction, and that doesn't change anywhere.

Self-transformation from force to mental power. It is a new level that the Eternal Night Royal Family has reached on the path of the strong. The destructive power they can inflict is often massive, ranging from terrifying to even beyond the weapons of mass destruction created by interstellar technology. As a result, civil wars are becoming less and less frequent, leaving only external expansion, planetary modifications at will, and long, lonely journeys.

"Need something to make you feel alive" - this is the common desire of many royal families of the Eternal Night. Just as humans are passionate about cockfighting and dogfighting, even though every member of the royal family in the stands has the strength to level the entire Colosseum in an instant, they still watch the fighting beasts with relish.

Colonization is the standard equipment for the sin and even ordinary Eternal Night people, and in order to enhance the spectacle, the Beastfighters are also allowed to equip these special equipment to temporarily increase their strength.

The two girls who appeared in front of the audience were exactly the same in their full suits, all of which were made of magic iron alloy, like jade light armor with graceful lines, closely fitting their slender bodies.

Compared with the construction, the colonization suit does not seem to be so convenient, but the strength improvement brought to the bearer is incomparable to the former. Whether it is an ordinary Eternal Night Clan who voluntarily entered the Colosseum, or a human or interstellar alien, they can all be reborn with the help of this powerful equipment.

The girl standing on the left is slightly taller and plumper, and her eyes are as cold as ice under the distant mountain-like eyebrows after the rain. Her hair was tied into an extremely long ponytail, which fell down to the back of her waist, swaying slightly in the strong air current, and her whole person looked like a sharp sword out of the sheath.

The girl on the right is full of short white blond hair, petite and delicate, and her face looks like a delicate and stiff doll. A faint silver halo enveloped her, undulating with her breathing, adding a holy and dusty aura to her.

"Garbo ......" The lame dog looked at the young leader of the Holy Samurai Order who hadn't even changed his face behind the iron gate on the other side, and his mood was extremely complicated.

The lame dog is the Holy Cult Pope who has completed the backtracking in one step early Lei Luo, he knows the truth of being alone, and has been lurking in the Colosseum since he escaped from hell, acting as a gladiator slave as an interstellar slave. The Colosseum is the only place under the noses of the sinners to drill holes, and the Pope has been trying to find a stronger way to power since awakening the flame, but the gladiators of the eternal night are all weaklings like Juan, and they can't help him at all.

Now Garbo also appeared here, which made the old man feel stunned.

"Are there any other people, are they involved? Are they crazy. Don't you know if it's a moth to a fire?" the Pope took a deep breath, trying to calm himself.

The girl next to Garbo was someone he didn't know.

"Zhuo Ling, are you ready?" asked Garbo in a low voice the moment the trap was released.

The girl nodded, meeting the two Eaters of Shadows who swooped down wildly. At the moment of action. A hint of confusion flashed in his eyes.

"When I got into this world, I really ...... Can you still find him?" Zhuo Ling thought blankly, and the power in his body that came out of nowhere began to surging quietly.

They are so cold and cold, like the waters of the River Styx. Zhuo Ling remembers that the first time he felt their presence was when he dreamed back in the middle of the night, when he dreamed of Lei Luo again, but he woke up and couldn't find any trace of him. Extreme pain catalyzes the undercurrents that have been dormant in the depths of the heart for a long time, when they leap out. A name emerges naturally from consciousness.

The Wheel of Darkness is transformed into a miracle.

"Why do I have this secret method? Since I was a child, Lei Luo has never let me touch the secret martial arts, how did I learn it?" Zhuo Ling couldn't think of an answer anyway, let alone find Lei Luo to ask for an explanation.

It's been a long time since he's last called across the ocean. Although Lei Tianming and his wife forced a smile, their deep worries could be seen at a glance.

Zhuo Ling had long been accustomed to relying on Lei Luo to live, as if he was a big tree sheltering from the wind and rain around him. It wasn't until the latter disappeared that I suddenly remembered a question that I had never thought about - why did he treat me so well?

When Garbo came to find it. Somehow, Zhuo Ling had a feeling that he didn't dare to face her. For fear of getting some bad news from the other party's mouth.

"If you want to find Lei Luo, just follow me. Garbo's opening remarks were brief.

Zhuo Ling was originally an indecisive person, but after all, he left everything behind and went back with Garbo. There are many other companions who came to this world together, and they want to find only one goal, and that is Lei Luo.

Yellow sand fills the sky. The Devourer of Shadows pounced and fell. Zhuo Ling glanced at the high-speed movement and saw that Garbo had already faced another star beast, where he was engaged in a fierce fight.

Since he turned into a new body and walked out of hell, there have been countless battles, large and small. Zhuo Ling has become more and more comfortable mastering the Spiritual Skill of the Spiritual Wheel Transformation. It's as if the innate instinct is gradually awakening. At the same time, her personality is also quietly changing.

The negative emotions that would have been weak slowly faded away like a wash, and the hardness and indifference of the body gradually appeared. Zhuo Ling was surprised to find that another self was rapidly replacing the current one, she was so strange and powerful, and in every way, she was amazingly similar to Lei Luo.

"He must have treated me as her, so he would have been so good to me......" Zhuo Ling leaped to his feet, dodging the continuous claw strikes of the Shadow Devourer, like a bird skimming through the air.

Although he knew that "she" was his sleeping self, Zhuo Ling couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, exhaled, and punched the head of the Shadow Devourer.

The Hell's Chakra moved slightly in his body, bursting out with an incomparably powerful devouring force. The increase in strength achieved by breaking through the hell all the way has already raised the Hell's Wheel Transformation Divine Skill to the twenty-fourth layer, and the secret method [Flash Stream] is equivalent to a triple lunar eclipse, which is extremely ferocious, turning into a dark stream, piercing the skull of the star beast in one fell swoop, and sucking all the brain and body marrow fluid inside!

With a muffled thud, the Eater of Shadows fell, his body weighing several tons stiffening.

Garbo's side was also finished, and the petite girl wielded a disproportionate sword of holy light, slashing the star beast she was fighting into pieces of flesh all over the ground, and the bloodiness far exceeded that of Zhuo Ling.

The audience was silent for dozens of seconds, and the narrator's frantic roar suddenly sounded through the loudspeaker: "End--Beauty-Hit-Kill!"

Feverish cheers and whistles turned the Colosseum into an erupting volcano, and all the spectators were completely conquered by the performance of the pair of "Twin Flower Slaves". So weak, yet so fierce, beautiful against ugly, fragile against hideous, everything is full of contrasting beauty, the latest gladiator star has been released!

"Twin flowers, twin flowers, twin flowers!!" more and more people began to chant in unison.

The organizers were well aware of the reason for relaxation, and immediately replaced Garbo and Zhuo Ling with other gladiators, which caused countless boos.

"That's good!" a well-dressed supervisor came to the equipment area on the ground floor of the Colosseum and looked at the two girls, his eyes full of incredulity, "What planet are you from?"

"Gabriel. Garbo flashed the slave mark on her wrist, which was a key detail in disguise of identity, and naturally there was no room for error.

"Oh, it turned out to be that place. The director of the Colosseum suddenly realized, nodded and said, "I said how come I have never seen such an ability of yours, and it is really a harsh enough environment to create a real fighter!"

Garbo silently glanced at Zhuo Ling, a slight hint of cunning in his eyes.

There is no need to hide the ability, this is the conclusion that Garbo has long judged. There are so many alien creatures in the Colosseum, from interstellar slaves to robbers, who would be interested in telling where they come from and what kind of skills they have? Sooner or later they are consumables to die for, and identity checks are by no means as strict as they seem.

Whether the two girls are human or not is something that only the sinners can detect. But if you are qualified to walk into the Colosseum and sit with the members of the royal family of Eternal Night, there will be no more than 100 people in the entire dark place.

Therefore, the most dangerous place has become the safest.

The director of the Colosseum, who is also an employee of the Liberty Consortium, was lamenting his luck, when he suddenly heard a noise next to him, and couldn't help frowning and shouting, "What are you doing?"

"My lord, this dead old man was originally Juan's servant, and I don't know what went crazy, but he didn't play in the previous game and picked up a life. Now he is saying that he wants to find a new master, and he desperately squeezes over and wants to be the servant of the twin flowers. A staff member replied tremblingly.

The director glanced at the lame dog who was stopped, and was about to order to dispose of it with a calm face, when he suddenly heard Garbo say, "Can we have a servant?"

"Of course you can!" the director looked at the two fragrant dumplings, and immediately became pleasant.

"Then him! Is the next one tomorrow? We'll do better!" Garbo pointed to the lame dog, and the image of the old man in his consciousness quietly changed, becoming the familiar Pope.

"Okay, okay! Who, let the old man go, from today onwards, he will follow the twins!" Seeing that Garbo had even guessed the next time, the director obviously knew how to hang people's appetites, and he liked it even more.

"Thank you, kind girl. The lame dog walked over and bowed deeply to Garbo, his tone trembling, "I will serve both of you until the end of my life." ”

"We will try to protect you and wait with you for a miracle to happen. Garbo replied softly. (To be continued......)