I'm really not the Great Old Ones

Chapter 107 Critical

Turn the knife with your hand and swing it five times.

Every time, a life was accurately taken away.

At this moment, she was like the god of death in this arena.

It's just that when she took away others, she was also burning herself.

Not everyone on the stage is a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.At least, the other young master on the stage who just came to liberate his nature was extremely dissatisfied when he saw Amy attracting the attention of the audience.

Coincidentally, the voice of the boss of the arena came from his headset.

"This young master, can you help me a little bit? Just let her lose her combat power."

"Oh, you mean, I can't handle her alone?"

He narrowed his eyes and questioned the other side.

Why should he, who comes from the dignified upper class, use such a small method on the orphan of a down-and-out family?

"That's not the case, it's just that she seriously affected the order of the arena, broke the rules here, and also seriously affected your performance, didn't she?"

Arena bosses and airways.

"I just need to provide a little help, and I am willing to pay you a month's training resources!"

"Oh, is that so?"

Naturally, he felt unhappy with Amy, and the other party's words gave him just the right step to take action.

He said indifferently.

"My one-month practice resources are more than your one-month profit!"

"No matter how much, I'm willing to pay!"

After the two of them discussed an agreement on how to deal with Amy, the man from the top looked down.

He only allowed himself to take one shot, and he would hit it with one hit!
"Split!"

He fixed his eyes and looked at the core of the doll, which is the most vulnerable part of the doll.

Unlike these low-level people with little knowledge, the upper-level people have taught various sequences of targeted methods during training.

Even great sequences in general are no exception.

Instantly, Amy felt a chill.

A sharp breath pointed somewhere in her body.

And that's where her core is!

She couldn't dodge in time, her right hand was directly cut off by this breath!
Seeing this, the man snorted coldly. He was not satisfied with the result, but he didn't make another shot. His pride only allowed him to make one shot.

Besides, the result of this girl is also doomed.

"Space Warlock?"

She was shocked, this was not a sequence that lower class people could easily access.

It doesn't need to be promoted like a doll sequence, it is born to be able to ascend to a great sequence!

who is it!

She looked for it, and finally saw a man with a gloomy face.

Amy recognized the badge on her body, and it must be someone from a certain upper-level family.

Damn, it was almost a success!

Amy's unstoppable aura like a tiger was blocked, and the people around her suddenly regained a bit of sanity.

To her, no matter how this person is only Sequence Nine, she is also easily injured!

Realize this.

The crowd attacked Amy, who had broken her right arm. . .

Under the torrential rain attack mixed with fear, Amy soon lost her right leg.

Although relying on the doll to control his body, he can stand steadily, but his speed has been greatly affected.

--split line--

The few invitees who came to the lower level looked at the closed door to the outside world.

There was only a moment of helplessness in my heart.

So just happened to meet the so-called 'Blood Night'?
Now the entire lower level is sealed off, and any access to the primordial soil is blocked.

"How about sneaking out?"

Haneda said quietly.

"Come on, you little brat, do you know what level this 'door' is?"

The elder who brought him down scolded.

"Forget it, Uncle Xun, Haneda has always been like this."

Qianmo also shook his head helplessly.

Although they successfully reached the lower level, the three of them still had self-knowledge.

They were able to come down simply because the managers here acquiesced.

Otherwise, relying on the magnificent doors of the upper and lower floors, not to mention them, it is estimated that no one can break through the entire reality.

Now that the other party doesn't allow them to go out, do you really think they can get out with just two Sequence Nines and a Sequence Seven?
Indeed, this is also the bottom line of Wan Jian Zhankuang.

After all, when they arrived in the original land, it would be very difficult for them to protect these inviters.

"Several, do you need something?"

The weasel stared at the few people with treacherous eyebrows, and it seemed that they were from the upper class, and had never faced deformed creatures like this.

It is easiest for them to sell the goods in their hands at a good price!
After all, if these upper-class guys popped out a steel coin, it would be enough for him to be chic for a lifetime.

Sure enough, my hard work is also rewarded.

All of his colleagues went to the arena to watch the competition. Let him leave all such high-quality guests to himself!
"roll!"

Qian Xun said sharply.

He had seen many such low-class guys in Luoshui.

Think they are fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered?
The weasel walked away dejectedly, but Qian Xun remembered something and called him to stop.

"Wait, I have something to ask you."

When the weasel heard this, his eyes twitched. This is a business opportunity, and he immediately flattered him.

"The little one must know everything, but it's just the price..."

Qian Xun threw him a piece of silver currency, the so-called 'pocket money' issued by those guys at the top, don't want it for nothing.

Weasel saw the fineness, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and said hastily.

"The little ones say it all, the little ones say it..."

"Let me ask you, why are the people here missing? Many shops are hastily closed?"

"In the gladiatorial arena, they have all gone to watch the gladiatorial battle to choose the sacrifices. If you are interested, you can try your luck. The odds are quite good!"

"A gladiatorial fight? How barbaric?"

In the way of searching for differences, even the lower level, the level of technology displayed is far beyond reality.

Actually using such vulgar methods as blood sacrifice and gladiatorial combat?
It feels like a bunch of Vikings manning a spaceship.

Technology and strength blind people's eyes, but they are extremely rough in their bones.

"Barbaric? That's right, we are not barbaric at all. We were barbaric when there were no gladiatorial fights! Distorted monsters attacked the city, killing people and setting fire everywhere in the city.

After having a gladiatorial fight, we can choose a reasonable sacrifice, and everyone has become more disciplined. "

Weasel explained.

This is what they call barbarism!
Qian Xun simply felt that he could not communicate with him.

However, after hearing about the aberrant monsters and blood sacrifices, he asked curiously.

"The wrestling you are talking about, can you choose a reasonable person?"

"Of course, but this is also the last time they will leave the eighth district. After that, they will be sent to the execution ground, where they will be eaten to death by deformed monsters!"

Weasel said in fear.

This fear is also the driving force behind his hard work.

"Is that so?"

The three of them were thoughtful, and decided to go and see the so-called arena.

The weasel was naturally very happy to show the way for a few people.

After they left, he carefully took out the silver coins in his arms.

"Tiyan! It's really Tiyan!"

He has met a nobleman!This small piece of titanium research is enough for him to exchange for tickets to the upper floors, and he can even buy a good set of assets, so that he can live a good life in the upper floors!
However, don't wait for him to be happy.

His head was separated from his body.

The Tiyan currency with several long swords engraved on the front returned to the hands of the man in black robe.

He snorted coldly.

"The titanium research of the Zhankuang family dares to accept it! In the next life, the eyes will be brighter."

(End of this chapter)