“… Covering an area of 2,000 acres (note: local area unit), divided into 18 floors below and 18 floors above ground, the Saroye Fighting Field is an old fighting arena in Lugman City! Now Lugman City’s financial Two-thirds of the income comes from the operating income of the Saroye Arena~" The male monster bowed, bowed, and had a big waist while leading the way, introducing the situation of the arena with a smile on his face:
"Collecting art is certainly a tasteful hobby, but let me say that as monsters, blood is always our true love."
"That's right, Yuma City's fighting games are also quite famous, we often go to see them!" The red-haired female monster swayed beside him, her nails painted with red Kodan were wrapped in a brighter red than nails. Hair, she exhaled like Lando.
"Haha, the game in Yuma City..." The male monster who led the way smiled ambiguously, seeming to have reservations, but also seemed a little dismissive.
This monster is called Gazi, and it is the current owner of this fighting arena. As a wealthy businessman, he always pays attention to changing his business policy at any time. Not only did he send people to find potential newcomers in various places, but he also went to other fighting arenas to find fighting masters. While preparing "goods", he paid more attention to customers. Ordinary customers are important, but what he pays most attention to is "big customers". ".
In addition to the fighters, there are also "big customers" who can make the fighting field really go to the next level.
All the monsters on the Fortune List are his hunting targets.
It is a pity that not all monsters love fighting. In his opinion, this is a kind of degeneration. Even if it is not for making money, he feels that he is obliged to make these big monsters turn their interest back to the fighting arena.
What antique? what artwork
Nonsence!
This Mr. Philzaha is his latest target.
As soon as this gentleman appeared on the stage, he became a new star in the art collection world, and he was also a monster who did not do his job properly - Gazi thought so at the beginning, but the other party and Cantaro a while ago, no! Mrs. Roma's scandal made him change his attitude, and he carefully inquired about the monster named Ferzaha. He felt that this business might be negotiable, so Gazi prepared a generous gift to visit the other party.
In order to create a chance to meet this gentleman, he even spent a lot of money to participate in a few auctions that he usually disdains!
Finally got in touch with the other party, and when the time was about, he kindly invited the other party to come to his own site to "play and see".
"We're not a game like Yuma City that can be broadcasted on TV at any time, it's a real fight." Gazi almost stated that he didn't like Yuma City's fighting arena.
"Real fighting fans will come here to watch. The city's financial revenue basically depends on fighting. It's impossible to have real fighting in a comfortable place like Yuma City. You can see it when you see it."
Just when he was about to continue to belittle the Yuma City Fighting Field, the red-haired female monster turned her head curiously and asked a question:
"Why is it called Saroye?"
what! If you have any questions, you are interested! If you are interested, it means that the business has a door!
When his eyes lit up, Gazi cleared his throat and immediately prepared to talk about this issue:
"Actually, it's my grandfather! As the founder of this fighting arena, although he is a serious businessman, he has always had a dream in his heart to become a "Demon King"! You look very young, so you probably didn't know that in their day, many monsters would always say that they wanted to become a demon king, and it was almost a mantra! At that time, there were too many store names called Demon Lords, and in the end, I found out that Demon Lord Saroye’s name hadn’t been registered yet, so my grandfather snatched it down—”
When he mentioned his family, the smile on Gazi's face became more sincere.
"Hehe, I know this, my original dream was to become a Demon King." The black-haired monster smiled.
Although the smile was not deep, Gazi was in a sudden burst of energy: I finally found a topic that the other party was interested in!
Realizing this, he continued following the topic: "Isn't it? Don't look at me like this, in fact, when I was a child, under the influence of my grandfather, I wanted to become a demon king for a while~ But the actual situation is—
I can only hit the blue fighting ring in my own fighting arena, the Demon King or something... There is absolutely no hope. "
The fighting industry has developed in the Demon World for a long time, and there are strict industry uniform standards for the division of player levels. The level of the players, or the level of the game, is divided by the color of the fighting table: gray, that is, the primary color stone fighting table It is the first-level fighting platform. The starting point of all monsters is the fighting platform of this color, and then blue, cyan, purple...
Although the cyan fighting platform is not the worst, it is not a powerful level either.
The highest level of competition uses a white fighting table. A whole fighting table is made of the hardest stone in the world. The cost is extremely expensive. Not all fighting fields can have such a fighting table. The fighting field is the top fighting field in the industry.
However, although the color is white, the industry uniformly calls this level "red".
This level of fighting is extremely bloody. When the battle is over, the entire fighting platform will be completely submerged in blood, so it is called "red fighting platform".
A monster that can come down alive from such a fighting platform is definitely not something in the pool.
Privately, fighting enthusiasts refer to the winners of these red fighting rings as "Demon Kings".
This "Demon King" is of course not the "Demon King", but compared to the "Demon King" who has only heard of legends with boundless magic power and can almost change the world, this kind of king on the fighting platform is enough for ordinary monsters to look up to.
"But we have had a demon king here for so many years! It died soon. To be honest, the word demon king is a legend in my opinion." Gazi finally said the truth.
The black-haired monster smiled.
Taking Mr. Ferzaha and his party to a room where many photos and trophies were displayed, Ghazi introduced: "This is where our fighting grounds place various honors, photos of previous famous players, and what they left behind. , medals... are kept here."
"We have a "Demon King" here. "Leading the crowd to a prominent part of the room, Gazi pointed to a pair of small photo frames on the wall highlighted by the lights.
Said to be small, it is really not big, at least much smaller than the surrounding photo frames, but it is not large, but it is obviously arranged in the best display position.
"It's this monster. It appeared when my grandfather was still alive. It climbed up from the lowest fighting platform, and finally climbed to the red fighting platform!" Gazi said, with a clear tone in his tone. Excited: "He became so powerful later! My grandfather said that he might be the strongest monster of that era, maybe the monster that is most likely to truly become the Demon King!"
"What happened later?" The entourage next to him asked with interest.
"I didn't know his whereabouts later, my grandfather said before he left that he might have gone to another "world". "
"Those whose magic power exceeds the limit of one world will go to another world. Since there are lower-level monsters that can come to us, there must be a higher-level devil world!" Gazi said: "However, I think if he is still alive, sooner or later there will be Will be back one day."
"why?"
"Where were you born, you always have some thoughts, right?" Gazi laughed.
The black-haired monster also laughed, nodded, and he echoed: "I also think he will come back."
So a group of not-so-young monsters talked about the topic of "Demon King" together for a while.
Not long after they left, Jihuan was also taken into the showroom by the "senior".
Jihuan took a breath.
He always felt a scent, a slightly familiar scent.
"Rookie, don't be in a daze, come over quickly and write down the history of these photos." The senior was calling.
Ji Huan hurriedly trotted over and recited the stories behind all the photos under the leadership of the other party.
As a waiter, it is possible that they need to take guests to visit here. At this time, they need to know a little bit of the background story of each photo.
The senior monster is obviously not a good teacher, but there are words next to each photo. Although there are occasionally a few words that I don't know, but Jihuan has a good memory, so he decided to go back and check.
His eyes fell on the picture with the smallest frame in the center of the showroom.
"This... There is no text introduction next to it..." He looked carefully, and after confirming that there was indeed no text around, he asked the senior who was secretly smoking.
"That's the boss's treasure. It is said to be the most powerful monster that has ever appeared in this fighting arena. It is said that its strength is close to that of the Demon King! But there has been no news of a new Demon King for so long. Maybe it's dead?" All the mist was sucked into the stomach, the senior opened the window, opened his mouth and sprayed a huge smoke ring out.
Ji Huan's footsteps then took a few steps closer to the photo, and he looked at the photo carefully.
Due to the shooting angle, most of the monster's body, including most of its face, was covered by shadows, and only a small half of its face was exposed to strong light. Jihuan only saw one eyeball of the monster.
Black and stagnant, as if looking at himself from the photo—
The moment Jihuan's eyes met, the box of Jihuan's memory suddenly opened, and he seemed to be at the side of the water where the white water lilies were blooming on a moonlit night.
He was across the water from someone.
When his fingers touched the photo, Ji Huan felt as if he had been bounced off by something, and the frog that the black egg gave him jumped on his head, and let out a "quack".
Ji Huan just woke up.
No water lilies, no water, just a photo.
The monster in the photo is thin, sitting on the red fighting ring. Jihuan thought that the red was the color of the fighting ring at first, but after a long time, he suddenly realized that it was blood.
The action of the monster seemed to be bandaging the wound. Someone happened to come over to attract his attention. He raised his head abruptly and looked at it. The photo was taken at this time.
"Rookie, let's go!" The senior shouted again, took a deep look at the photo, and walked away happily.
When he walked out the door, the next door applauded, this is the applause for the winner, but who cares about the whereabouts of the loser
Ji Huan walked away silently.