First Player

Chapter 32 "Now"

"..."

The silence lasted for a long time.

Until a crisp round of applause sounded.

Sevia clapped her hands and raised her elegant smile again.

He stood up, calmed down his previous lazy attitude, and his eyes became sharp.

"You risk your life just to tell me such a thing. You are getting bolder and bolder."

"This is not a bet." Su Mingan said: "After seeing through the rules you mentioned, for me, this is just a matter of destiny."

"You completely disagree with my ideas."

"There is a contradiction at the root. How do you want the two sides to coexist harmoniously? Unless you can have Praia's ability to freely control the red and blue gladiator battles like now, your idea is just a joke."

"Yes." Sevia walked closer until she was in front of Su Ming'an.

"...Then do you allow me to ascend to Yunzhong City to meet the gods?" He asked: "Since you are a person who came down from Yunzhong City, you should also have the ability to communicate with the gods?"

Su Mingan's eyes changed slightly.

Sevia had already put down her pretense in front of him, not even wanting to call out the honorific "you".

"——More than sixty years ago, Su Lin ascended to Yunzhong City. I was present at the time and saw what he looked like." Sevia said: "I saw with my own eyes that he was exactly the same as you. I don't believe what the younger generation said. , you can only be the same person. Now it seems that my guess is correct, you are indeed the guy who transformed me back then, and your way of speaking should be the same."

He stretched out his hand to take off Su Ming'an's mask.

"Uh-huh!"

His hand came up empty.

Su Mingan's space shifted behind him, and the sword blade was pressed against the back of his neck.

"Want to meet the gods of Yunzhong City?" He said, "Then you have to please me. I am the only one who can come down from Yunzhong City."

Sevia laughed, unfazed.

A violent electric light suddenly exploded on his body, and Su Mingan felt his palms go numb.

He took a step back and looked at Sevia who turned around.

"I am not eager to see the gods in Cloud City." Sevia said: "Even if I do, so what? The gods have their own management methods. Even if I express my ideas, it is just a hope. Relying on the mercy of the gods, I am not as weak as you were back then, Su Lin. Only those who are extremely desperate would come up with the naive method of going to heaven to plead for mercy."

"But in fact, I succeeded." Su Mingan retorted: "Your so-called naive method saved all living beings in Praia, including you, regardless of humans or souls. If there was no defensive barrier lowered by the gods, , you simply can’t stand here now and tell me your innocent ideas.”

"It doesn't matter." Sevia smiled gently: "God is elusive and out of reach, but isn't there a person beside the god?"

He held out his hand.

Violent electric light danced on his fingertips, like blazing white flames.

Su Mingan watched his movements closely, and when the white light surged in, he suddenly swung his sword——

The white light was not cut open as he expected.

It rushed over like a swimming dragon, nimbly bypassing the cutting edge of the sword, climbed up the sword like a rope, and attacked his wrist.

As a last resort, Su Mingan took back his sword again.

When sheathing his sword, he heard the system prompt:

[The battle situation is detected and the boss battle mode is entered. 】

[Current boss (Sevia·Normalization), combat power: 2500]

[Winning rate comparison: 44%]

…

The larger the number, the greater the increase in combat effectiveness.

The difference in combat power of about 400 didn't seem very big, but when he first fought against Flax, he had exhausted all his clones before killing the opponent.

The 44% win rate comparison can only be the result of the system calculating the damage transfer skill of "Long Glory".

When Sevia uses a fatal attack, converting the damage to the opponent is his only chance to win.

But now it seems that the other party has no intention of killing him, nor does he use fatal skills...

Seeing Su Mingan retreating again, Sevia did not follow up.

The blazing white light was spinning on his fingertips, and the extremely small current gave off a playful flavor.

"...Su Lin, do you really regard yourself as a human being?" Sevia stared at Su Mingan.

Su Mingan didn't respond.

In fact, he didn't know whether Su Lin belonged to the soul clan or a human being. The Stone of Art was ineffective against his detection, and his scent was human. But he happens to have the ability to transform the soul clan, and a pair of dark red eyes belonging to the soul clan.

"At least it's not like you, who talks about 'balance' but is no different from a pure soulist like Lucia." Su Mingan said.

As soon as his words fell to the ground, lightning exploded.

Blazing white, brilliant, like a white waterfall pouring in backwards, like a big snow-white net covering the face.

Like a mighty wave, Su Ming'an did not choose to move rashly, but instead hugged his head and slammed into the floor-to-ceiling window on the side.

"Crack-"

The glass shattered, and the tiny pieces of glass scratched the back of his hand. He broke out of the window and fell from the sky.

The soul tribe's screams rang out. They were immersed in the gladiatorial fight and never expected that someone would suddenly fall out of the box above.

"Bang——"

Su Mingan fell into the yellow sand, rolled over as a buffer, and quickly stood up.

Some glass shards stubbornly stuck on his clothes. The glass could not penetrate his defense and fell to the ground like water splashes when he stood up.

When he got up, he saw a pair of big men fighting at the side. They seemed to have just started fighting. At this time, they looked at him in a daze at the sudden intrusion into this area.

The dazzling lights of the arena shone on his body, bringing with it a scorching temperature. He stood under the golden lights, with some tiny currents catching up in his body.

The soul clansmen in the audience also showed shocked expressions.

"……What's happening here?"

"That's the human who jumped out of Lord Sevia's box. Is that an assassin?"

"Sevia--how is Master Sevia!"

The Soul Clan stood up one after another, raised their heads, and looked towards the box filled with white light.

Sevia, who was neatly dressed and still looked like an elegant aristocrat, showed his figure through the hole in the window.

White lines of light surrounded his body, and he looked unscathed.

Su Mingan stood in the arena, but he was not panicked.

He still has a few cards in his sleeve. Now, for him, it was just a good opportunity to explore enemy territory.

Before Sevia's patience is completely exhausted, he can do whatever he wants in this land.

"——I had no intention of exposing you to everyone's sight." Sevia stood at the hole in the window, and his voice came down: "...You jumped down on your own initiative."

Su Mingan ignored him and rushed towards the edge of the arena.

He has switched to shadow state.

Above, Sevia's voice gradually floated down:

"...So, I have prepared a bigger game for you."

Su Mingan stopped.

Beside him, a huge door suddenly opened.

A sharp spear almost passed through his neck, pierced the wall on the left side, and penetrated deeply into the inner end. The whole spear was still trembling.

He turned his head and saw several people with weapons walking out of the door. Their bodies were covered with scars and their eyes flashed with fierceness.

"...These are a group of former soul hunters." Sevia's voice drifted over: "And after their relatives were captured, they voluntarily abandoned their faith and became our slaves."

Su Mingan turned sideways.

The eyes of the gladiator who rushed forward were red, filled with only the desire to kill.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and Su Mingan stretched out his hand. The space vibration passed through the man's body, twisting his body.

The long sword appeared in Su Ming'an's right hand. He raised his hand and slashed at the weak red circle in his field of vision. The man who was still in a stalemate was decapitated by his sword.

【HP-2180! (Weakness insight! Breaking move! Fatal injury!)]

[You killed Meikel (former Praia B-class soul hunter), Exp+2000! 】

Even when attacking the opponent's fatal point, it will cause huge damage, let alone if he is attached to Obliterate.

Su Ming'an pushed away the opponent's body with a palm, and the annihilation was covered on Arman's sword for an instant. When he swung the sword forward, the dark annihilation connected into a floating black line, and touched the necks of the two men who rushed towards him. Receive immediately.

【HP-1! Fatal injury! )】

[HP-1 combat power suppression! Fatal injury! )】

…

[You killed Elk (former Praia B-level soul hunter, Exp+2000!)]

[You killed Red (former Praia C-level soul hunter, Exp+800!)]

…

Three bodies fell to the ground.

Yellow sand filled the air, and the severed head rolled to the ground, and the blood formed a blood-red line.

The moment Su Mingan waved his sword, unparalleled shouts, screams, and cheers came from the audience. People's voices merged into one, buzzing into the ears.

"——Gentlemen and ladies, this is an extremely exciting battle!"

From the high platform, Sevia's excited voice floated. His voice seemed to be amplified and spread throughout the arena:

"——The scene of the white-faced fighter killing three enemies with one in one instant is exciting! We can't help but look forward to what kind of excitement he will show us in the next battle..."

Ironically, the words spoken in the barrage in the live broadcast room in the upper right corner are actually the same as those of this group of soul clansmen.

【Handsome brother! Instant kill, this is it!]

[That pretending man thinks these people can deal with Brother Ming An, he’s dreaming. 】

[The first player went back and slaughtered the entire arena! 】

[Damn it, isn’t this an unparalleled one? This feeling is stress-free, just a sword blow. 】

[Kill the one on the window too! ! It's so shameless to start playing the game if you can't play it...]

[Am I the only one who cares about Yamada Machichi? He is really miserable...]

The dazzling light fell from high in the sky, and blood spread on the tip of the nose.

An extremely ironic scene in which reality and illusion intertwined was dramatized before his eyes.

Su Mingan did not look back.

Holding his sword, he rushed towards the open door and plunged into the darkness.

He was still a little uncomfortable with the change from extremely bright to extremely dark. He moved quickly along the dark passage, and the AI ​​watch on his wrist automatically turned on the illumination light.

This is a tunnel-like place.

The high spirit point gave him an extremely keen sixth sense. When he came to a bluestone brick, he suddenly stopped.

"Bang!"

The stone spear suddenly fell from the tunnel and pierced his front so hard that even the bluestone bricks split into spider web-like gaps.

He raised his head and saw a stone spear-throwing window above the tunnel slowly closing.

He heard extremely excited shouts:

"——Our white-faced fighter dodged this stone spear with foresight and was not injured. It is really wonderful. Let us congratulate him——"

"Pah, pah, pah—"

Waves of applause came from all directions in the tunnel, rumbling and echoing in the tunnel.

There seems to be a microphone buried here, which can transmit the applause from outside.

...What do you think of him?

Su Mingan looked behind him.

The opened door has slowly closed at this moment.

He probably knew what methods the soul clan outside was using, watching his actions like a drama.

...It seems that this race should be destroyed, and it is not unreasonable.