Chapter 134 Kill the enemy!
In front of the arena.
More than 100 A-level professionals put on defensive postures.
Everyone put on strong armor.
The warrior is on the outside.
Remote professions are hiding inside.
The long-haired man personally pointed out the defensive formation, and finally nodded with satisfaction.
"The defense of more than a hundred people is naturally not easy to break through. Don't worry about it now, that kid will die."
He spoke.
"It's not interesting. It's a waste of time for us two powerful people to stay here." The dwarf said.
"If I had known, I would have just let him pass the test, and then I would have fought him personally and killed him directly." The long-haired man said.
He looked at the dozens of heads on the ring and felt quite regretful.
So many men died.
A lot of things that are going forward will be affected.
At that time, I noticed that the tone of the "God of Death" was quite angry, and I couldn't understand it for a while.
Now I understand.
This kind of person should be killed directly in person.
You must not give him a chance to escape, otherwise you will really regret it!
The long-haired man became angrier as he thought about it, and said, "Go and bring us our execution rack."
"Yes, boss."
Several subordinates responded quickly.
Soon.
A huge solid black iron frame about three people tall was moved to the front of the ring.
"After three hours, he will be nowhere to be seen," the long-haired man said.
"The boss means——"
"Right here, strip him naked, cut him alive, and burn him until he dies."
"Yes."
Everyone looked at the huge iron frame and gradually felt fear in their hearts.
This time.
Wu Xiaode was actually present.
He stood on the wall not far away, shrouded in the silent magic mist, watching this scene quietly.
Tsk——
Things are getting a little difficult.
The sword I picked up was very ordinary, and the light from the sword was barely visible.
He doesn't even have a sword.
Last time, he had to use "Thousand Hands: Violent Killing" to gather some sword light and kill the soul of the deceased with one sword.
The current joint defense of more than a hundred people cannot be broken unless they use thousands of hands.
Do you want to use Senju?
In a world that is about to be destroyed, it doesn't matter if no one sees it.
This is in full view of everyone.
He is also prepared to deal with strong men like the long-haired man in the future. If he sees it in advance, will it make him alert in advance?
Then think of another way.
If it really doesn't work, use Senju again.
Other ways...
Wu Xiaode sat down on the wall and thought hard.
First——
This feature that shows the location every ten minutes is really annoying.
How does it know where it is?
yes!
I have the skills of the Kingdom of Death, and neither the Cyclops nor the "God of Death" can detect them. Why do you know my location?
Wu Xiaode closed his eyes and thought about counting, then suddenly took out the number plate and studied it over and over.
Two lines of small characters suddenly appeared on the number plate:
"This information terminal has turned on real-time location display."
"If you close this terminal, it is equivalent to defeat in the arena, and you will directly belong to the Kingdom of Death."
It means you will die if you don’t let me share my location.
When Wu Xiaode saw it, he was a little happy.
So that’s how you discovered my location.
So——
What if I don’t close you?
He placed the number plate on the wall tile beside him.
The number plate immediately displayed a new line of small characters:
"This number plate cannot be left behind."
"If you leave the body for more than three seconds, you will be reminded immediately. If you leave for more than ten seconds, you will be warned once. If you collect two warnings, it means you have given up on this arena competition and will be transported to the world of death."
——It means let me leave and you can die.
It seems that this doesn't work either.
So what else can be done?
Wu Xiaode took back his number plate, tilted his head and thought for a few breaths, then suddenly his mind moved.
A bronze hand reached out from the mist.
"Take it."
Wu Xiaode said silently in his heart.
Sure enough, the bronze hand came forward and took the number plate from his hand.
A line of small words in ice crystals suddenly appeared on the Book of the Dead:
"Your bronze hand can be considered an extension of your body and therefore holds the number plate for you."
Wu Xiaode immediately looked towards the number plate.
There was no movement on the number plate, which seemed to be acquiescence to the current situation.
There's drama!
In this case, the rules for sharing the number plate location will be clear!
Wu Xiaode looked at the time.
It's almost ten minutes again.
The fog all over his body suddenly shook and spread rapidly in all directions.
The fog was formless and formless, and soon enveloped the entire arena.
"Go."
Wu Xiaode said silently.
The bronze hand grabbed his number plate, floated, and finally stayed above the ring.
The bronze hand paused for a while and then slowly fell.
At this moment, Wu Xiaode took a closer look at the A-level professionals.
A tall man caught his attention.
This strong man seemed to be extremely powerful, and no one around him dared to approach him. Someone looked at him just now, and he picked him up and slapped him in the face.
The bronze hand wandered back and forth among the crowd, and finally landed on a man beside the strong man, hiding between his legs.
Time's up.
The number plates again began to reveal the hiding place.
Everyone subconsciously looked at their number plates——
"He's here!"
"This kid——"
"Among us!"
"Oops, beware of sneak attacks!"
The crowd was restless and shouting.
The strong man's roar suddenly covered all the sounds: "It's him!"
He raised his fist the size of a sand bowl and hit the man beside him in the face with all his strength.
Boom.
There was a muffled sound.
The man was caught off guard and his head was blown off.
Everyone fell silent.
Even the long-haired man under the ring couldn't help but swallow the "stop" in his throat.
——Everyone was killed.
Is it right to kill?
If that kid really got into the crowd and was punched to death, it would actually be a great achievement.
Everyone looked at the man's body, and then looked at their own number plates.
Unexpectedly, at the same moment when the strong man took action, the bronze hand moved unsteadily and moved to the back of the strong man's butt.
So the result is——
"Not good!"
"You made a mistake, he is the boy!"
"He deliberately confuses the public!"
"Kill him!"
The crowd spoke out.
"Slow! Stop it all!" the long-haired man shouted.
Everyone immediately silenced and stopped attacking
The strong man stood on the ring, his face pale and his legs trembling.
——He was surrounded by everyone and was just a hair away from being killed by concentrated fire.
The boss is still wise!
The strong man breathed a sigh of relief and opened his arms. Just as he was about to show that he would not disobey orders, he suddenly felt something in his hands.
He unconsciously reached out and grasped it, only to realize that it was a knife.
The strong man hurriedly wanted to say something, but found that his hand was held down by something, and he waved forward.
The golden thread flew out from the blade and hit two professionals.
The whole place fell silent.
The strong man hurriedly said: "Everyone——"
He tried his best to let go of his hand, but found that something was pinching his fingers tightly, preventing him from letting go of the handle of the knife.
He wanted to use his other hand to help, but suddenly there was a chill in his crotch, followed by a burning sensation beyond imagination.
This is simply——
melt
Rock
Explosion
crack!
It turned out that another bronze hand was behind his butt, holding the number plate tightly, pointing it into a gun, and struck secretly.
Some parts are actually not only the weaknesses of humans, but also the weaknesses of all mammals.
Wu Xiaode remembered that he had seen a hyena hunting scene.
Even a lion, under siege by a pack of hyenas, would only dare to sit on the ground and bite everywhere while escaping.
So the softness of this part is beyond imagination.
The strong man received this severe blow, his expression changed continuously, and he was suddenly speechless.
Everyone saw him with a strange look on his face, his head covered in cold sweat, and the long knife in his hand raised again——
Are we still going to let him kill people?
"It's him! Kill him!"
The long-haired man shouted.
The sound of intensive spell casting and attacks instantly echoed around.
The strong man was taken away in a wave.
His body fell heavily to the ground.
Ten seconds to go!
Everyone's whereabouts became invisible again.
"Bring his body down!" the long-haired man shouted.
"Yes!"
Everyone responded, carrying the body down and placing it in front of the long-haired man.
The long-haired man squatted down and snorted softly: "This is a clumsy strategy, and you want to follow me——"
He closed his mouth before he finished speaking.
wrong.
Totally wrong.
The long-haired man looked at the number plate in his hand.
I saw a line of small words floating on the number plate, motionless:
"The city street fighting continues."
Ongoing...
If the boy dies, the battle will naturally end.
But the fight continues.
In other words, the boy was not dead.
The long-haired man's eyes twitched wildly, his face became more and more ferocious, and he suddenly roared: "Admit defeat, you all admit defeat!"
Everyone was at a loss and didn't know why.
Only when they discovered that the battle was not over yet did they react.
The people killed just now were all our own people.
They are all our own!
"Yes, boss."
"As commanded."
"I surrender."
All the professionals withdrew from the battle in despair.
"Will you let him pass?" asked the dwarf.
"Let him pass. Only if he passes can I kill him." The long-haired man said with murderous intent on his face. (End of chapter)