Become a prophet in the Tiga world

A certain VIP room.

Zamasu, the leader of the Blackstone Mercenary Group, picked up the wine glass, touched it with the arena owner on the side, and drank it all in one gulp.

Scarlet liquid flowed down the corners of his mouth, showing his wild attitude.

Simon, the owner of the arena, is a fat man with a gentle smile on his plump face. He sits there with his belly open, like a Maitreya Buddha.

Looking at the scene in the lobby displayed on the screen, he couldn't help but ask: "Brother, what is this person doing?"

Zamasu is over two meters tall, with jet black armor covering his whole body, covering every inch of his skin, leaving only his bare head exposed.

There was almost no intact spot on his face, which was covered with various scars, burns and even bite marks, like an evil ghost crawling out of the 18th level of hell.

Zamasu put down his wine glass and said in a hoarse voice: "I sent someone to check. It's very mysterious. He is probably an ascetic monk with no reputation."

"What's going on with this man and the Storm Group?" Simon asked.

Zamasu did not sell out and readily told the Blackstone Mercenary Group's investigation results.

Seeing that the news was similar to what he had received, Simon smiled and said: "The other party is so arrogant, he must have some ability, but I don't know if he is big enough.

If possible, why not try to recruit them."

Zamasu thought about it seriously, curled his lips and said, "This person has a surly temperament, I'm afraid he won't be easy to get along with."

"Only those who have the ability can have a temper. If you don't have the ability and still like to lose your temper, that is a recipe for death."

The smile on Simon's face remained unchanged, but what he said made people feel scared. Suddenly, he changed the subject: "By the way, is there something hidden about that planet?"

"It's just an ordinary abandoned planet, there's nothing hidden about it."

Zamasu shook his head: "My people have hunted monsters there before, and they have never found anything unusual."

"Brother, are you so sure?"

Simon's smile was a little playful: "Is there any secret that you are hiding from your brother?"

"Brother, these words are hurtful."

Zamasu pretended to be angry and said: "What kind of relationship do we have? If you really can't believe it, just send someone to investigate it yourself."

"Hahaha, just kidding, I doubt anyone can doubt you, brother!"

Simon had a smile on his face and said in an incomprehensible tone: "Now is a critical time, and we can't let other things cause problems."

"That's what my brother said."

Zamasu picked up the wine glass again, and the two of them looked at each other and smiled, each with their own thoughts.

the other side.

Tianya and Mina were taken to two adjacent VIP rooms respectively.

Luo Yang and Andre were not among them. As the protagonists of this battle, they had already gone to the preparation area to prepare under the leadership of the arena attendant.

Watching the two people leaving, Mina couldn't help but sigh.

In the past two days, she had used all the connections the Storm Group could use to find out information about Luo Yang and Tianya, but unfortunately she found nothing.

These two people seemed to appear out of thin air, with no identity information. The first place where they clearly appeared was the home planet of the Hope family.

Apart from that, there is nothing.

Although the Storm Group is not a big force in the universe, it does have quite a few connections. The geese that pass by leave their voices and the people that pass by leave their names. How is it possible that no trace can be found?

Unless the opponent comes from a remote star area that the federal forces rarely set foot on, or even an unknown space area that has never been explored, and has never set foot in the civilized world before.

Since I have never been here, I will leave no trace.

However, there is another possibility.

This person has another identity!

The purpose of coming to Storm Group this time is to deliberately cause trouble. Even if they don't break the contract, the other party will find opportunities to make trouble.

As for who is behind the scenes?

Seeing how active the Blackstone Mercenary Group is, it's obvious that they didn't bring it upon themselves.

Mina felt vaguely uneasy.

The three major forces in the Chaotic Star Territory have stood together for hundreds of years. They have competed and cooperated with each other. Although they often clashed in the past, they were all controlled within a certain range. They have never been so ruthless as they are now.

Is it possible that the expansion of the Storm Group has finally caused dissatisfaction with the other party and is planning to take action?

No, the boss must come back as soon as possible to take charge of the overall situation.

Mina made a secret calculation in her mind.

...

Viewed from a high altitude, the arena is oval-shaped, with the middle arena occupying nearly two-thirds, and the surrounding audience seats rising row by row, forming a ladder structure overall.

The top floor is a VIP seat, a separate room, beautifully decorated and fully equipped.

At this time, the six large arenas were almost full of spectators, bustling with people and talking constantly.

There was no one in the ring, but there was a large projection equipment, and the scene displayed was an earth-yellow wasteland.

Audiences are not surprised by this.

For those who are truly strong, even a spaceship can be easily destroyed, let alone an indoor arena like this.

In view of this, the arena has a dedicated outdoor venue to provide strong players like Andre in the wilderness, no matter how much damage is done, it doesn't matter.

A beautiful host with a pair of transparent wings, wearing a professional smile, flew in the air and spoke the opening remarks. Her clear and sweet voice echoed in the six large arenas through the amplification equipment.

"Welcome to Sam Arena. Today we will be lucky enough to enjoy a wonderful battle..."

The host said something to arouse emotions, and the projections of Luo Yang and Andre appeared in the air at the right time.

"Next, let me introduce the two contestants to you."

"Everyone is familiar with the man on the left. He is the director of the Storm Group's operations department and ranks third in the arena rankings. He has achieved countless brilliant results and contributed to many wonderful battles...Andre!!"

The audience burst into enthusiastic cheers, and the screams broke through the sky and resounded over the arena.

"Andre, I have all my wealth on you!" This is dog gambling.

"Tear off that pretty boy's head in three seconds!!" This is Mina's admirer.

"Forget that bitch Mina, you deserve a better woman!" This is Andre's fan.

"Master Andre, I want to give you a baby!!" This is Andre's crazy fan.

"Nami, I love you!!" This is the host's fanatical pursuer.

"..."

The beautiful elf-like host ignored the discordant factors and continued the introduction.

"The person on the right may be a bit unfamiliar to everyone. Donghuang Taiyi, a mysterious ascetic monk from a remote star field, had a brief battle with Andre not long ago, and he did not fall behind..."

"Fuck Andre!"

"Death to the pretty boy!!"

"..."

There are people who support Luo Yang, but not many.

At this time, Lord Andre, who was carrying the expectations of the public, was on the aircraft heading to the real competition venue.

Looking at another spaceship speeding outside the window, Andre felt quite complicated.

He looks rough, but actually has a deep mind. He stopped Mina before, not because he was greedy for money, but to test whether there was anything abnormal in Pandora.

I just didn't expect that the other party would not only take action on the spot, but also risk his life.

It’s so off the mark!

God knows, he just had a louder voice and an arrogant tone, but he really didn't want to take action.

You're just a worker, what's the point of risking your life?

Sure enough, all the ascetics are insane!

Now that the Blackstone Mercenary Group has stepped in, he is riding a tiger and can't get off, even if he doesn't risk his life.

Andre knew full well that no matter what the outcome of this fight was, Storm Group's reputation would be damaged.

After all, they are doing business, not space pirates robbing homes and properties.

But now that things have come to this, we can only go all out.

It's fine if he wins, but at most he will be sent to a useless planet and sit on the bench for a few years.

If he loses, his boss will never let him go easily, and he will not be able to gain a foothold in the Chaotic Star Territory in the future.

This battle.

You must never lose!

Andre clenched his fists and his eyes gradually became firm.

"..."