Unexpectedly, so strong?

This is the strength of the Perfect Awakened?

This is the level of the Perfect Awakener's secret technique?

One incredible emotion after another, like a spring, sprung up in everyone's mind.

And in the arena, Ba Qiulan spurted out a mouthful of black blood violently, and his face was as pale as a blank piece of paper.

One of the ghosts and gods who had contracted with him was killed, and the backlash was great, and Ba Qiulan only felt that his internal organs had been stirred up, and even his thinking was gradually blurred.

With the exception of Midi, most ghost swordsmen make contracts with multiple ghosts, so they also have projections of multiple ghosts and gods in their bodies. Normally, these projections are uneventful, but once one of them is eliminated in an abnormal way, the balance in the ghost swordsman's body will be immediately upset, which in turn will affect the soul itself.

In Epatiuran's current condition, even if Midi spares him, or if he is lucky enough to survive, it won't be long before he becomes a waster.

In this case, Ba Qiulan's only choice is to fight to the death.

Not for victory, but for revenge, drag the human rabbit cub who killed him to hell together!

As soon as this vicious thought rose, it spread inexorably in Ba Qiulan's heart like a crazy vine.

The next moment, the berserker let out a roar like a wounded beast, and the blood surged up and down his body, and he rushed towards Midi with his greatsword in his hand.

The fury of blood, the awakening of blood, the resistance of death......

and Berserker's Awakening Skill, Hell Bloodbrake!

One skill after another, it was activated by Ba Qiulan's desperate activation, frantically absorbing the magic power in his body, as well as the few life force in his body.

In an instant, Ba Qiulan's momentum skyrocketed, as if he was an invincible master.

And with the support of these skills, he finally slashed his sword against Midi.

This sword slashed down, like a blood-colored waterfall hanging upside down, and the overflowing crimson sword qi directly cut a sword mark dozens of meters long and several meters deep on the ground!

The entire arena trembled slightly in the midst of this blow, giving the impression of an earthquake. And under the huge impact, the yellow sand all over the field was like a stirred stream, churning violently, surging towards the outer circle like a tide, slapping on the forbidden circle at the edge, stirring up one after another earthy yellow waves.

And in the air, there was also the smell of blood, and there were bursts of whirlwind.

It's just that in this seemingly shattered scene, the human youth with black hair and black eyes was not moved at all.

He stood like that on the edge of Batyuran's greatsword, his robe making the sound of hunting with the hot wind, like a banner of victory.

He was as light as a falcon on a sea of clouds, because he was able to stand on the edge of a sword without losing his balance.

But he was as heavy as a mountain, because Baqiulan, who had blessed countless states, could not lift the giant sword that was tread by Midi even if he had exhausted all his strength.

"It's over. Looking at Ba Qiulan, who was still holding the hilt of the sword with all his might, Midi said coldly, and the "scorching sun" in his hand slashed sharply.

A blue light swept through the air, and a stream of hot blood spurted out, and Ba Qiulan's dead head suddenly flew into the air.

"Miss Victoria, if this is the case, he may be able to help us get through this! If he is in charge of the 'bait' part, he will definitely be able to delay your brothers!"

Witnessing this overwhelming victory in the arena, an old voice with a slight excitement rang out in a luxurious VIP box.

The owner of the voice is an old celestial.

He was dressed in a silk garment, white gloves, and white hair, but he stood straight, and only when he spoke, did he bend down, and with a respectful look.

Obviously, this was the butler of a large family, and the person he served was sitting on the large crimson sofa in the VIP box.

It was a Celestial girl who had just turned eighteen.

She has long, wavy brown hair, green eyes, very well-behaved features, a long white dress adorned with floral ornaments, and silk gloves on her hands. On the bridge of her small nose, there is a pair of crystal glasses with thin gold rimmes. The pure and very ancient celestial bloodline gave this woman who had just reached adulthood a tall and attractive figure that could not be concealed even by luxurious clothing.

If Midi stood in front of this woman, she would immediately recognize that this woman was the president of the Rothschild Chamber of Commerce, who provided supplies and equipment to the army of human explorers in the previous life.

Victoria Rothschild.

However, just from the title of the old butler, it can be seen that now, in the year 988 of the Arad calendar, this Miss Victoria is still only "Miss", but she is far from holding the family chamber of commerce in her hands.

"Perhaps, Uncle Lund. This Mr. Blade's strength is indeed very strong, and I am afraid that he has reached the level of a layer master. Victoria looked fixedly at Midi, who was bowing in the arena, but sighed deeply, "But air combat and down-to-earth competition are two different things after all, is he really up to that task?"

"With all due respect, Miss Victoria, we don't have much time left to investigate. The old butler of Lund smiled bitterly.

The whole box fell into a brief silence because of these words, and after a while, the girl's crisp voice finally sounded again.

"That's right, we don't have time, so instead of cheapening those stupid brothers, we might as well just fight to the death. A firm determination flashed in Victoria's eyes, "Uncle Lund, please help me make arrangements, I want to meet this Mr. Blade, and then convince him." ”

As Midi expected, the battle with the high-ranking gladiator second only to the layer master on the hundred floors made his strength and reputation truly recognized.

Not only Rothschild merchants, but also several other major forces who came to watch the game also conveyed the meaning of friendly exchanges to Midi after the end of this competition.

"The Wanderers' Guild has invited you to be their escort. Avril Avril, the secretary of the Dark Elves, opened the first document.

"Say no for me. Midi replied.

The Wanderer's Guild is dedicated to bringing the Celestials back to their homeland, and its higher-ups are all looking up at the sky with their necks up, and the original intention of its establishment has little to do with Midi's goal of going to the Great Storm Zone. Moreover, the core of this guild is all celestial people, no matter how strong Midi is, it can only be the periphery, so it is naturally impossible to waste time on them.

"The Blue Truth Cult has made an invitation to serve as an apologist. Avril continued.

Midi's face changed slightly, and he coughed, and then said seriously word by word: "Very careful, very tactful, but resolute in rejecting them for me." ”

The Blue Truth Sect, a behemoth with its headquarters located in the Great Storm Zone, is an organization backed by a terrifying supreme powerhouse.

It can be said that in the entire sea of clouds in the sky, Midi is most afraid of this Blue Truth Sect.

In order to join this sect, you must be baptized and gain faith, and this brainwashing-like method makes it impossible for Midi to break into it easily. Moreover, the power of this sect is extremely powerful, as can be seen from the fact that it has a special temple on the floating island of the Sky Arena.

On top of that, the top of the sect are all insane, and even more insane than the "Nightmare Hand" Wiseman Newton.

The Nightmare Hand is cynical, but in the final analysis, it only hides its own coldness and reason under a playful appearance. But the bishops and clerics of the Blue Truth Sect really believed in the doctrine they preached, and they spared no effort to put it into practice.

This is a bunch of real lunatics.

And when madmen and force are combined, even Midi does not dare to provoke.

Judging from the historical trend of the previous life, the forces that marched into the Great Storm Region would one day have a life-and-death war with the Blue Truth Sect.

But in any case, definitely not now.

"I didn't expect Mr. Blade to be afraid of it. Avril chuckled.

After getting along for a long time, this dark elf who is good at observing words and colors naturally discovered that although the seduction has no effect on Midi, the master she serves is by no means a ruthless person, on the contrary, she is usually very good at talking, and joking like this will not only not be a problem, but can make the atmosphere between the two more harmonious.

When you get along enough, can you be tempted?

With a little calculation in her heart, Avril thought beautifully as she opened a new document.

"The Rothschild Chamber of Commerce has sent an invitation to serve as a route escort and wants to meet with you as soon as possible. Avril's voice rang out again.

"Take it. Midi replied without thinking.

Although it is a mediocre position such as serving as a route escort, the "interview as soon as possible" is undoubtedly very interesting.

As a nobleman from Belmar, with Midi's sense of smell, he could naturally perceive that the invitation issued by the Rothschild Chamber of Commerce seemed to be not only because of his own strength, but also because of some hidden but urgent needs.

What exactly?

This is only known when we meet.

And Midi, who was originally aimed at the Rothschild Chamber of Commerce, naturally did not hesitate to do so.

Avril was also slightly stunned for Midi's decisive judgment, but she was very clear about her identity as a secretary, what she could contact and what she shouldn't know, and the dark elves had a good judgment, although she was a little curious at the moment, she naturally wouldn't really ask.

After a brief moment of distraction, the dark elf immediately returned to her normal state, bowing in a very ladylike but bewitching posture, deliberately exposing a large slice of her breasts, and then she stood up, ready to arrange this meeting.

Rothschild Chamber of Commerce, has it finally taken the bait?

So whose pawn are you?

Looking at the distant figure of the dark elf, Midi asked silently in her heart.