Chapter 1450 Night of Revelation (2)
“Yeah, that old dog is quite nice. He arranged a luxurious private room.”
Compared to the two of them, Talos is not interested in the arena. He was so concerned that he sat down on the sofa, causing the sofa legs to squeak in pain.
Then he took off his helmet and put it on the coffee table aside. Next to it was a five-layer dessert stand, which was filled with weird-looking food. In the bad taste of the Dark Eldar, what was it made of? It's hard to imagine.
Beside the dessert stand, there was a plate covered with a golden cover, so I opened it and found that there were deep purple wine in crystal bottles and several large crystal cups - it was obvious that the person who placed it knew the guests. Who is.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, that's so considerate."
Talos shook his head and covered it back.
At this time, the arena was already packed. A huge golden statue of Kane with arms spread out stood on one side of the arena, looking down at everyone as if grinning.
But suddenly, the originally bustling arena became quiet.
It turned out that Victor, the overlord of Comoros, arrived at the scene. He did not have a box, but took the Throne of Tribulation and landed directly on the high platform that had been prepared. The high platform was surrounded by court officials of the black-hearted conspiracy. , High Samurai and Nightmare .
"What, I thought this guy was so awesome, he just looks like an alien and a coward."
Talos commented on Victor's appearance very sharply, and Soshyan also nodded. Apart from his visible treachery, this Dark Eldar overlord doesn't seem to have anything special about him.
In addition to Victor, Soshyan also observed some other people in the VIP area, but they were all in their own private rooms. Only a few consuls were in the bleachers. In addition, there were various Haemonculi The masters of the association, and the bishops of the Nightmare Shrine.
However, there was one private room that confused Soshyan. The private room looked like a pure black cube, but for some reason, seeing it made him feel a little uneasy.
Who is inside?
Suddenly, Soshyan felt something vibrating slightly in his backpack, and then he realized that it was the fragment, which was what Malus wanted him to trade.
Moreover, there is nothing around dozens of meters around the private room. Considering how popular this event is, there is even no room to stand in many places, which is even more strange.
At this moment, a wave of cheers suddenly erupted in the arena, attracting the attention of the three people.
On another prominent platform of the arena, a group of female warriors with silver helmets and spears suddenly appeared. Ten of them were carrying a huge throne made of vines and green leaves. She is a maid playing a musical instrument. Under the stars and the moon, a beautiful figure in a green robe stands alone on the throne, holding a long staff.
"Veronica."
Looking at the figure on the throne, Soshiyang clenched his fist slightly, with various complicated expressions on his face, and finally just sighed.
Kayon on the side put his hand on his shoulder and didn't say anything, but the meaning was already obvious.
After Veronica appeared, all the spirits present turned to salute her, but the maids had already set up the gauze to cover the entire high platform.
Later, Mallas appeared behind the high platform, reclining in her seat, covered with tulle and silk curtains. The seat was filled with cushions of various shapes, sizes and colors. Nefertari Kneeling on the side of the sofa like a well-behaved cat.
Mrs. Viper looked at Victor on the throne in the distance, with a smile on her lips but a cold light shining in her eyes.
"Victor is always planning something."
Malaise said lazily, and then she suddenly straightened up. "You don't want to marry such a thing, do you?"
Veronica snorted and sat on the throne without saying a word.
Marles didn't mind either. She leaned back and looked up at the silk-covered keel on the top of the high platform, and then looked out through the side curtains.
The last group of guests have arrived, and they are all mysterious. Their strong, dark torsos are covered with scrawled green tattoos. They wear purple trousers and silver skull masks, and are wrapped in cold energy.
As Mandela, who is feared by gods and ghosts in Comoros, when they appeared, all the surrounding sounds disappeared, and everyone was afraid of disturbing them.
The leader of this team of terrifying killers is completely a shadow, with no appearance or features at all, and only four arms can be vaguely seen.
Marles narrowed her eyes slightly and said softly:
"Kandulak is here too. I thought he didn't care about this kind of thing."
"Who is Kandulak?"
Veronica's voice suddenly came from the front, Malus smiled slightly and turned her head.
"I thought you were indifferent to everything about Comoros."
As she said that, she paused.
“Are you afraid that he will hurt your big sweetheart?”
Veronica did not respond, and then Malus explained:
"But I guess. He might have been hired by Victor to deal with your sweetheart. Candulac is the leader of all Manders. The Lord of Ra, people are more accustomed to calling him the Headhunter. Even in the eyes of other Mandela, he is also a dark legend and the patron saint of murder. He currently rules the shadow kingdom of Erindlach and has always wanted to infiltrate into In the central city of Comoros, most of the time he and Viktor are in a state of confrontation. Kandulac is an unpredictable being. His killings seem to be random, and occasionally he accidentally joins a real-world conflict, or as a A costly killer who will hunt his prey across a dozen worlds over decades if necessary, lurking for weeks waiting for the perfect moment to strike."
< br>"I have heard his legend and the prophet called him the King of Shadows."
"Eldra definitely didn't tell you that he had fought against Khandulac, and that was the only one the Headhunter had. One of several failures, but most of the time he will win and take the head back to his lair, peeling it down to the bones. It is said that he will also smash the head that does not meet his requirements, and then embed the head that meets the requirements. To one of the thousand niches in the walls, no one knows whether he collected so many skulls out of nature, interest, or some deeper purpose."
"Victor would not know. He comes unless someone tells him to.”
Malus shook the folding fan lightly and chuckled:
"My Queen, you have wronged me. How could I tell the truth to Victor? But don't forget, Victor's allies There are many, and there are many spies, especially those clowns. Because of your matter, the Frost Star Troupe has had several conflicts with the Malicious Soaring Troupe. There are not many things that can really be hidden from him in Comoros."
At this moment, a Frisbee glided high above the arena, and the gold medal announcer in uniform shouted in a very penetrating voice:
"First of all! Let us welcome! Keep two Undefeated in one hundred and thirty-nine battles, the most beautiful and deadly leader of the Venomous Tongue Arena, the Furious Blade! ! ! ”
As the gate on one side slowly opened, a man in full dress appeared. Ephrene walked into the arena, leaving shallow footprints on the soft white sand.
The announcer then turned around, raised his arms, and said loudly:
"Let us welcome you too! Stay undefeated for one thousand five hundred and eighty ninety battles! The eternal mistress of Kane Arena, the Bloody Hands Champion, Queen of the Night of Commorragh, Dancer of Death!”
(End of this chapter)