Chapter 231 Tang Ze: What weird thing?
Looking at the noisy arena on Karasawa's side, Hoshikawa Hui tried to speed up his progress.
But the interior design of the arena completely follows the Roman Colosseum. The top stands are the lowest-level seats for ordinary free citizens. The crowded stands are filled with shadows.
The two people who did not dare to cause conflicts could only slowly find a gap in the crowd, and they could not move faster.
"...Is that Miyano Shiho?" Glancing at the stands below from the gap, Hoshikawa Teru sharply saw a distinctive fluffy short hair and pointed to Miyano Akemi.
Hearing her sister's name, Miyano Akemi subconsciously turned her head, and then she saw Miyano Shiho wearing a long wrap skirt in the audience below.
Considering her dress and position, perhaps in Kenzo Masama's mind, the daughter of his former friend had some status.
"It is indeed Shiho." Upon discovering this, Miyano Akemi blinked sharply, squeezed to the edge of the railing of the stands, and looked down along the high wall that separated the stand area, "Should I Yes, these 'people' in the scene are all the memories of Kenzo Masayama as members of the organization?"
"It's very possible, since he can't even look at the petri dishes in the underground passage. If you look at the grassroots of the organization..." Xingchuan Hui, who also realized this, also stopped.
The purpose of their trip is not to completely open up this palace, but to obtain as much information as possible.
The normal palace strategy sequence is to first find out the specific location of the secret treasure, then send a warning letter to the real person, prompting the secret treasure in his palace to show a concrete form, and then steal the secret treasure to achieve the goal of making people lose their ability. The effect of distorting roots.
It is impossible for them to change the minds of code-named members of the organization at this juncture with great fanfare. The purpose of going deep into the palace is mainly to use waste.
This method of obtaining information that I cannot even detect, if used well, may be more effective than changing one's mind itself.
Anyway, Kenzo Masama’s death is imminent, Karasawa said.
Thinking about this, Xingchuan Hui simply took out his mobile phone and took a few photos towards the stands below.
On Tangze's side, he said that it didn't matter how long he delayed, so he had to collect the information he could first.
"Kenzo Masuyama really divides the people of the organization into three, six or nine grades, right?" After confirming that Hoshikawa Teru had captured all the people below, Miyano Akemi glanced at the bottom with a complicated mood. There were many faces that seemed familiar to her. "Based on the Roman arena, the closer to the arena, the higher the status."
Xingchuan Hui, who was moving forward again, glanced at the words. The VIP seats closest to the infield are carved from a single piece of marble.
"In that case, Sister Akemi, tell me, Masuyama Kenzo, has he ever seen the boss?"
Miyano Akemi also thought of this and couldn't help but cast her gaze to the center of the field. on the high seat.
The shadow Kenzo Masama is Caesar himself, and he is currently in the extremely gorgeous marble-gold altar in the center of the venue, which is also the destination of their actions at the moment.
According to Karasawa's speculation, generally speaking, the state of the palace is consistent with my cognition in reality.
For example, if there is a door in the palace that cannot be broken through in any case, there is a high probability that in one's consciousness, this door is "unopenable". If you want to unlock the blockade, you have to be in reality. You have to open the door in front of him so that he can have the impression that the door has been opened before you can proceed.
So, Mashan Ken and the others should be in a well-protected safe house, so that he is surrounded by a heavily guarded altar and will not show up at all.
They formulated a simple action plan. Karasawa was responsible for sneaking into the slaves and appearing as a gladiator, attracting the attention of most of the shadows, especially Kenzo Masayama; then the two of them jumped from the top The stands are close to the chains connected to the outer walls on both sides of the altar, and are destroyed to disintegrate the high defensive walls outside the altar.
Since he is not in the stands, the one in the center of the VIP seats...
"Want to take a look?" Hoshikawa Teru looked at Miyano Akemi inquiringly.
Miyano Akemi's fingers twitched slightly.
Is one of the organization's biggest secrets sitting right in front of them?
In fact, even if we didn’t see the true face of the boss, the VIP seats must have included many real senior figures of the organization and the investors behind it...
She took a deep breath, glanced at Karasawa, who was fighting with the knight-like familiar in the field, and turned her head away. "Forget it, Karasawa is still trying to buy us time, so let's proceed according to the original plan." Miyano Akemi breathed out and made up her mind, "Kasawa would also think of this kind of thing, so just keep those secrets." Let him uncover it.”
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Tang Ze, who had been dancing around in a flashy manner for ten or twenty minutes, was actually interested in this issue. Quack.
Tangze has little enthusiasm for the possibility of uncovering one of the biggest secrets in the world of science.
No matter how long the original author has been trying to keep it secret, or how he tries to make things up, if we get to the bottom of it, the boss is most likely Renya Karasuma himself...
It’s not so much that his identity is a secret, but why he can do it. Until now, it is the secret itself.
As for this issue, the Riddler Ai Haihara should be tortured. Kenzo Masama may not know as much as she does.
Having said that, Tang Ze still dutifully observed the VIP seats not far from him while fighting.
These may be his future colleagues. It’s always good to get familiar with their faces first.
Ah, this beauty with blond hair and big waves must be Chris Wynyard, that is, Belmode himself, right? She is worthy of being a world-renowned movie queen. Even if Kenzo Masayama gave her a nondescript Cleopatra identity, it would not hinder the charm she exudes in every gesture.
Since Belmod is Cleopatra...then the one next to her wearing a purple-decorated toga, could it be Calvados?
Anthony, right? That’s really cool. Kenzo Masama knows Roman history.
Ah, if you think about it this way, did he have a crush on Belmode...?
It’s hard to say, after all, the age of this ageless witch is a mystery. Maybe when the two of them met, Kenzo Masayama was not as old as he is now...
Tangze, who was paddling and fighting while thinking wildly, was making up gossip for Black Fang in his mind. As he looked at it, he suddenly felt that something was missing.
Hey, after counting, is there anyone missing from the VIP table organization members...
Yes, where is Gin?
Before Tangze could look for Gin in the arena, a rapid "dang-dang" sound broke through the chaotic and noisy sound and resounded throughout the arena.
On the high place of the altar, Kenzo Masuyama, who had returned to his prime appearance, walked to the high place with a pair of golden eyes, guarded by the surrounding soldiers, and looked in the direction of Karasawa.
He raised his hand high and waved it down again.
Without waiting for Tangze to react, several cavalrymen rushed towards him. Tang Ze subconsciously turned back to avoid the path of the shadows, and then saw Billie, who he had been toying with for a long time, being pierced by the spears in the hands of two cavalrymen.
The familiar, which was obviously made up of the power of shadows, spurted out a piece of bright red plasma with these few stabs, and let out a desperate scream as the cavalry charged.
The scene was brutal and the amount of blood was huge.
Tangze frowned and caught the blood splashing around him. Without caring about hygiene issues, he went directly to his nose and smelled it, then stuck out his tongue and licked it.
"Bah..." He spat, wiped his mouth that was filled with bitter taste, and frowned, "Damn it, why is it wine?"
This "plasma" looks like... Blood also smelled like it, with a fishy-sweet smell of rust, but as soon as it entered his mouth, the familiar pungency of alcohol made Tangze frown and couldn't let go.
He has been abstaining from alcohol for so long...but he can't lose his merit because of such trivial things...
Damn it, you can't just because you are a winery, the shadow of your palace will be spread. Bar, what's the point?
Chapter 2, maybe it will be late
But there are more updates today, shortened
(End of this chapter)