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This character, Rosh, would occasionally be mentioned by the Holy Spirits. Judging from the information Rosh collected, Freya seemed to be the name for many spouses of the Holy Spirit?

"I didn't expect you to participate in this competition." Rosh didn't know how to show mercy. Standing in front of her was Freya, who was only wearing an off-white nun's robe and didn't have any weapons in her hands. Like a kitten at the mercy of others.

"You know me? I didn't expect to meet you in the first match, which made me a little scared." Freya said, looking at Rosh who was ready to fight.

"If you are afraid, you can abstain."

The thing that Rosh hated the most was bullying the weak. She swore that she would never shoot innocent weaklings in her life, and Freya could definitely be among them.

But before Freya spoke and abstained, the holy spirits below suddenly became agitated.

"It's really Freya! Not a player with Freya's ID!"

"Damn it! Who sent their own Freya to the game in such a frenzy?"

"Sister Luoshi! Don't! Please let her go..."

"Although it's not Freya from my family, but... isn't it a little too cruel?"

After confirming that the figure standing on the stage was really Freya, the holy spirits below collectively entered a state of rioting. This state of rioting can be divided into asking Rosh not to attack her own Freya, and Threatening Luo Shi to dare to attack Freya will definitely have no good fruit!

Rose glanced at the agitated holy spirits below, and she closed her eyes.

The imprint on the back of Rosh's left hand emitted a light blue light. When Rosh opened his eyes again, he saw the number floating above Freya's head.

9999+

This number is not something like combat power, but... the ranking of the ladder arena.

The ranking of the Holy Spirit Ladder Arena.

That's right... During this period of time, Luo Shi crazily slaughtered players in the arena, not just to warm up, but to improve his ranking in the Holy Spirit Arena.

After she signed the contract with Jiang Qiao, she entered the player's ladder arena as an NPC.

When the Holy Spirit Challenge officially starts, these 25 NPCs will be assigned to different battle groups according to their scores in the arena.

If you want to win this holy spirit challenge in the simplest and straightforward way, then you must get as high a ranking as possible before the start.

Now Rosh's ladder ranking is No. 17, but Freya's ranking is beyond [-].

Playing the ladder arena for [-] consecutive days, let Rosh know a concept called 'getting points', that is, when she beats players with similar rankings, the higher the ladder points she gets, the faster her ranking will improve .

For a contestant like Freya who is out of [-], Rosh may not gain much points if he beats her, but will lose even more points if he loses.

But the problem is...she can't kill Freya.

Luo Shi vaguely felt that if she did something excessive to the puppet in front of her, the connections she had accumulated in the Holy Spirit might be destroyed.

"I abstain."

Rosh finally said these three words in front of a lot of restless holy spirits around him.

There were a lot of relieved voices from the holy spirits below. After Rosh decided to abstain, even if Freya behind her shouted the three words 'wait a minute', she walked off the ring without looking back. .

But Freya is still standing in this arena, and she is waiting for the challenge of other holy spirits as the master of this arena.

But within a short period of time, the Holy Spirit did not come to power.

"Hurry up! Someone's Freya got lost, take her back!"

"Could it be a system bug?"

"BUG bastard, Freya's avatars are difficult on the official website, which old brother will go up and try?"

"Are you still a man when you beat Freya? Climb for me!"

But there will never be a lack of players among the players... Freya quietly stood on the ring and finally waited for a challenger.

The challenger is a burly judo player, whose ID is Feng Lin Mo Huo, and belongs to a little-known guild of 'We always love Freya'.

The stubble-faced elder brother of the character used his guild name to express his thoughts as soon as he entered the ring.

"Are you that player's Freya? Do you remember what your holy spirit is called? Maybe we can take you back?" Feng Lin said so, but as soon as he took the stage, he gave himself a violent grab combat state.

He, like the players below... all hoped that this Freya ran to the ring because of some kind of bug in the system.

Because of the cola craze, many players used Freya's guiding stone to bring their own Freya around the arena to watch.

Maybe... this Freya just got lost in the crowd?

In any case, almost 90.00% of the players who have reached the full level of the Holy Spirit are Freya control, even if it is someone else's Freya... as long as they have that face, there is no way to attack.

"I know...the Holy Spirit." Suddenly, the cold air began to overflow from the ring.

"Fuck! Whoever has a hot drink, hurry up and get a bottle! I'm in a state of hypothermia!"

"Me too... what's going on?"

Under the influence of the cold air, the players watching around the arena instantly entered a state of non-stop blood loss, and Feng Lin Wuhuo on the arena continued to lose blood at a rate of fifty points of health per second.

"It's hard for you to accept, I will appear here as your enemy."

Freya walked slowly towards Feng Lin Wuhuo on the other side of the ring. Halfway through, the Frost Scythe named Frost Sky appeared in Freya's hands.

Freya stretched out her hand and slashed across the scythe blade...

What the hell?

Feng Lin didn't fire looking at Freya who was walking towards him, he looked a little... silly, but he instinctively pressed the button to take a screenshot.

But the moment the screenshot operation ended, Freya suddenly waved the scythe in her hand, and his eyes were completely covered by a large amount of hoarfrost... The hoarfrost cut off his vision, and Freya's figure disappeared. In hoarfrost.

When Feng Lin didn't want to fight back with his skills, he found that he had been hit by a throw, a fatal throw.

He knelt down directly on the ground, and in that instant, the white mist that blocked people's sight on the ring disappeared, and the Holy Spirit, who was watching below, could clearly see the frozen scene on the field.

Feng Lin Wuhuo fell to his knees on the ground for some reason, and Freya was standing behind him, with the huge sickle resting on Feng Lin's neck.

"Sleep well, Holy Spirit."

Freya was as gentle as ever, with a healing sound, but what she got in return was the sound of the scythe cutting through flesh and blood.

The scythe condensed by frost cut Feng Lin's non-fired neck from bottom to top, and directly chopped off his head. Blood gushed out from the neck until it was frozen by the frost. Feng Lin's non-fired head Fell to the other side of the ring.

But his vision still existed, so he watched his headless body fall in front of Freya, and he himself became a seal tombstone.

Behead!One hit kill!