"Nerek! Nereko! …"
In the arena of the underground black market, the Snake Princess Nerique appeared again. Since the last match had just cut off the head of the blood-masked man, the frantic screams caused by her appearance were even more intense this time.
Nerico blooms a charming smile to fascinate more audiences. Only by getting amazing benefits in each game and participating in this cruel game, will one's own strength and wealth grow like a snowball, otherwise it is doomed. Soon to be killed.
Unlike many extrajudicial thugs who are completely swayed by greed, Nirique has defined clear goals for herself. As long as her strength and magician wealth are strong enough to cope with the pursuit of the Special Affairs Office team level, then she will definitely stop. Dry.
The longer she stays in this kind of underground black market, the more she understands that sometimes the best way to cleanse your sins is to have a powerful strength that makes it impossible for people to hunt you down.
"kindness?"
A surprised look suddenly appeared in her pupils.
Her opponent "Vampire" has also entered the arena at this time. She doesn't need to see the opponent's face clearly, just the aura emanating from her body, she can conclude that this is just a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy.
"Bello?"
Moss in the stands was sweating again from nervousness.
Bei Luo didn't even change his clothes. He was still wearing the ordinary linen magician's robe without any markings, which they habitually called "whiteboard" magician's robe. This lowest-level magician's robe can't even withstand ordinary flames.
Besides taking off his glasses, Bello didn't hide anything, but he seemed to have scratched three bloodstains on his forehead with his nails.
Now the dripping blood has flowed down like oil paint, unless it is someone who is as familiar with Bei Luo as he is, otherwise he will not be able to recognize Bei Luo at all.
"What, it's actually a brat!"
"What kind of shit vampire! You're still a brat who hasn't been weaned yet!"
"What are you doing! I even bet some silver coins on this little brat, so get my silver coins back!"
As soon as Bello appeared, there was a sudden storm of shouting and cursing in the stands, and the sound of beating things was also heard.
Although Bei Luo's face looked a little bloody, the audience here had seen a lot of bloody things, and Bei Luo's behavior was simply a sham for them.
"Hush..."
At this moment, Bello suddenly raised a finger in front of his mouth, making a disdainful gesture not to make noise.
"Hush your head!"
"Nerek, hurry up and kill him!"
"Kill him within half a minute, and I'll give you a magician weapon! I don't want to see this idiot-like brat!"
There was a louder yelling.
At this time, Luo Yiwei and several Burning Legion magicians were holding hands, standing on the edge of the metal cage like a boss.
"A bunch of blind guys."
Hearing the huge clamor around, Luo Yiwei shook his head with sympathy, "No one knows that the blood-pattern face is an ancient ritual of the ancient orcs, and only those who have truly inspired the ancestral blood imprint already have the blood of the orcs Only those with the power of evolution are eligible to perform such ancient rituals before the battle."
"Why haven't I heard of such ancient rituals in the blood of the orcs?" The other magicians of the Burning Legion beside him couldn't help but look at him and said.
"Only in the era before the mid-term of the Dragon War, there were such ancient rituals...Because in the mid-term of the Dragon War, those orc tribes had already been defeated and perished." Luo Yiwei pulled himself nervously He smiled lightly and said: "However, it just shows that the genius of Holy Dawn College comes from the purest and oldest orc tribe, and should be the inheritance of the oldest orc families. Our Aiqi Kingdom Compared with those well-known families in the Dowa Kingdom with some orc blood, compared with his orc blood, they are scum..."
"Is it actually the most orthodox and ancient orc bloodline inheritance?" Several Burning Legion magicians took a deep breath, and looked at Luo Yiwei suspiciously while being shocked. They wondered if Luo Yiwei, the commander, had really suffered from some mental illness since several subordinate teams died in battle last time.
"What are you looking at? Do you want to obediently come over and lick my feet?"
At this moment, Bei Luo suddenly said this sentence to Nericho who was opposite him in an extremely arrogant and impulsive manner.
"What? Feet licking?"
In such a noisy environment, the audience in the surrounding stands couldn't hear Belo's words clearly, but the magicians of the Burning Legion could vaguely hear them clearly, and they almost fell headlong on the ground immediately. land.
"This is also the ancient ritual of their orc empire!" Luo Yiwei's face suddenly became more dignified.
"What, asking people to lick their feet is also an ancient ritual?" The magicians of the Burning Legion felt more and more that their commander was completely insane.
"That's right." Luo Yiwei nodded solemnly, "It's the ancient ceremony of the oldest orc tribes at that time. The strong men in the orc tribe let people lick their feet, which means that you can be his subordinate magician, Be his follower, but to follow him you must actually kiss his toes."
"Is it really an ancient ritual of the oldest orc bloodlines to make people lick their feet? Does that mean you can be my subordinate?" Several Burning Legion magicians were dumbfounded again.
If Aylin, Lin Luolan and the others heard that Bei Luo often clamored to make people lick their feet and the origin of this, they would probably be dumbfounded for a long time.
when! when! when! ....
At this moment, a burst of metal knocking sounded.
"The starting reward for the competition has exceeded 3,000 silver coins, and the competition can begin!"
A hoarse voice announced the start of the game at the same time.
"Don't you lick your feet?"
Bei Luo's eyes suddenly turned blood red.
His body also immediately began to deform violently.
"What?"
"Transfiguration? Transformed into a werewolf?"
"Orc blood?"
The cursing in the stands disappeared in an instant, and turned into a frantic discussion.
"laugh!"
A piece of transparent crystal light suddenly cut through Bei Luo's upper body.
But that was just a fading afterimage.
At this moment, Bei Luo's body was already on all fours, like a real beast.
With an astonishingly fast crawl, it directly dodged Nerrick's first tentative attack.
"Kah..."
On the ground in the metal cage, there was a sudden cracking sound.
The nails of Beilo's hands scratched the extremely hard ground, and at the same time, his feet also erupted with terrifying power, and his whole body rushed towards Neriko crazily at an astonishing speed.
"Beastman bloodline... Can directly flash my Shadowless Blade, is it a rookie who has never seen the world... But is the strongest in melee combat?"
Seeing Belo rushing madly, scratching the ground, Nericho showed a relaxed posture, a light flashed in her hand, and the Storm Goddess Gem appeared in her hand again.
"laugh…"
Countless swirling wind currents instantly formed a faint yellow wind ball outside her body.
Since melee is the strongest, it's enough to stop the opponent's melee.
"Crack-crack..."
The terrifying sound of ground cracking was approaching its peak.
Almost at the moment when the faint yellow wind balloon formed, Bei Luo was already less than ten meters away from her.
Nerrico hesitated slightly.
Do you want to continue using the Spear of the Goddess of War
If you kill the opponent with the technique you just used, will you not be able to please the audience, and the reward you will get will be reduced a lot
With slight hesitation, Nericho took off a purple earring on his left ear.
"Nightmare demon earrings!"
"Niril is going to kill this guy with Nightmare Haunting!"
There was a sudden burst of cheers from the stands.
The magician who was hit by the nightmare haunting technique would often do unimaginable self-mutilation things, such as hanging himself on a metal cage, cutting his body with the spikes on the metal cage, and so on.
"snort…"
But at this moment, Bei Luo, who was running furiously on all fours, suddenly let out a cold snort of disdain as usual.
His hands suddenly slapped heavily on the ground.
Numerous cracks appeared on the ground, and at the same time as countless fragments of rubble flew out, blood-red airflows rose sharply, like countless blood vessels, impacting on the faint yellow wind balloon outside Neriko's body.
"What!"
Neriko's expression changed suddenly.
She felt that Bei Luo's blow didn't have too much impact, but the countless chaotic mana powers interfered with the faint yellow wind ball outside her, losing balance as if sick.
"Good trick... Chaotic Blood Bite!"
Luo Yiwei, who was outside the metal cage, gave a sigh of admiration, "This kind of bloodline technique is used in such a place where there are so many different kinds of blood flowing... This cage battlefield itself is equivalent to a huge amplifier."
"hiss…."
There was a tidal air-conditioning sound from the stands.
Blood vessel-like red spread on the faint yellow wind balloon, and the whole faint yellow wind balloon seemed to become a diseased heart in an instant, and then in the next instant, the entire wind balloon exploded and exploded.
Neriko's face was extremely pale.
Such a change made her directly give up the Nightmare Haunting Technique, which was not enough to instantly kill the opponent. Her nuclei flowed from her feet at a speed exceeding the usual limit.
The two black anklets on her feet swayed with terrifying mana fluctuations.
"laugh!"
A black flame, like self-locking, hit Bei Luo's body accurately.
Bei Luo's left neck was directly crushed with a large piece of shoulder meat.
Even the spine was horribly exposed, and countless broken blood vessels and flesh and blood were implicated, like blood-red tree roots dancing.
"What?"
But all the audience were shocked to find that Bello did not die because of this.
A more intense red light flashed in his eyes.
"Tch!" Countless bloodshots rushed out of his eyes and landed on Neriko's body.
"ah!"
Nerique, who was retreating, suddenly let out a scream, fell to the ground, and his body twitched violently.
"hiss…"
There was another loud gasp in the arena.
All the blood vessels on Nereko's face stood out in an instant, and the bright red lines on his face were extremely terrifying.
"I won... I actually won..."
Moss, who was very familiar with Bei Luo, was completely relieved at this moment, and slumped on the seat with no strength in his body, "Belo, you bastard...does every game have to be so bloody?"
"What is Neri going to do?"
Suddenly, the audience around suddenly let out a burst of exclamation.
Nerico turned over with support, as if he was about to crawl on the ground.
"..."
Everyone's eyes froze.
Nerrico crawled in front of Belo, supported and kissed Belo's feet forcibly.
"Is it really licking your feet... is it really an ancient ritual?" The magicians of the Burning Legion looked at Belo who did not continue to attack, and they all looked at each other in blank dismay.
Belo, who looked like he should be dead, was standing still with half of his body bleeding, looking at Neriko at his feet, blood shot out of his eyes again, and landed on Neriko's body.
Nerrico groaned in pain, but finally collapsed completely like relief, lying on the ground in front of Bello.
Bei Luo, who was immortal like a devil, lowered his voice, and in a tone that leaked from his neck, the lord said as if bestowing glory: "For the sake of you being my first follower, I will be my first follower from now on." Let’s use your nickname for the Sorcerer Squad, let’s call it Snake Sorcerer Squad.” Z