I became the master of the alien world

Chapter 234 Sanctions

The boy looked at the other person's face that had turned extremely ferocious, whether due to pain or anger, and began to panic in his heart. He only had enough mental strength to release it once more.

Bolton released his right hand covering the wound, and waves of severe pain from his right abdomen stimulated his nerves.

The Berserker is not afraid of death, but he knows that if he loses this game, he will also end up being killed by Caesar. It is better to fight to the death and die like a man.

"Drink!" Bolton roared, his feet immediately lifted off the ground and rushed towards Lancelot!

【You forced me to do this.】

Lancelot once again deployed his mental power, and this time, the tip of his spear was aimed at the Berserker's heart.

Everything around him was slowed down several times, and Bolton's fist appeared soft under the influence of mental power.

"Bang!"

Only a loud noise was heard, and smoke and dust filled the sky immediately where Lancelot and Bolton were!

The audience on the stage exclaimed in unison, and everyone was stunned by the sudden change.

This is obviously not the sound that can be made by the collision of fists and war guns, but is caused by another more destructive force.

"Ahem."

Lancelot was choked by the raised dust. He didn't even see clearly what had just happened, but one thing he was sure of was that an unknown third party entered the arena!

"Well" Bolton was also in the smoke and dust. Just now he only felt an extremely violent heat wave coming towards his face, and he also vaguely saw a red fire.

Bolton slumped on the ground helplessly, and at the same time noticed the familiar breath coming from above his head - it was Leo's hand!

Lancelot exited the smoke as quickly as possible. He looked up at the sky and saw a black shadow floating in the air.

Leo didn't want to let his friend Bolton die here. He had been sitting on the sidelines watching the battle. He finally couldn't hold it in anymore. He activated the magic power in his body and flew into the air. Before Lancelot and Bolton could fight, he blasted a missile.

Remember Pyroblast!

"Who is this guy?! How dare he break the rules of the Black Thorn Competition!"

"I guess the blue-robed mage is about to take action."

"I'm sure he will die miserably, haha."

The more than 50,000 spectators on the stage changed from the initial shock to the mentality of watching the fun and not taking it too seriously. They knew the rules of the arena and also knew Harvey's consistent tough approach in dealing with such matters.

Leo, wearing a black robe, left an afterimage in the air, and in an instant he was in front of the seriously injured Bolton.

"Leo, are you crazy?!" Bolton covered his right abdomen and shouted anxiously at the black-robed mage.

"Boton, I will take you away now!"

Leo frowned, and after speaking, he began to chant teleportation magic quickly.

Along with a rush of whispers, a green light glowed around the bodies of the black-robed mage and Bolton.

Lancelot saw with his own eyes Leo falling from the sky and falling into the flying smoke, and he held the Black Thorn Spear in his hand to remain unchanged in response to all changes.

There is no doubt that Leo's actions broke the rules of the Blackthorn Arena. The boy only needs to wait quietly for the blue-robed mage Gloria to take action.

"Eh? What's going on?!"

Leo stared at his hands in disbelief, and found that the green light had disappeared inexplicably.

"Leo, you... you don't have to worry about me. Even if you save me, you can't explain it to Lord Caesar."

"Damn it! Why did my teleportation magic fail?"

Leo grabbed Bolton's arm with force and muttered a spell silently again. This time he was going to take the berserker and fly away from the arena.

Lancelot saw the two figures leaping high into the air, rushing out of the dust, and flying ten meters into the air in an instant.

"Leo de Erics, you have violated the rules of the Blackthorn Arena, and now I will execute you in the name of the Blackthorn Judge!"

A charming and familiar voice resounded throughout the arena, with unparalleled power in his tone!

Leo ignored him and quickly activated his magic power, and the two figures flew toward the edge of the arena at extremely fast speeds.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound, and Leo and Bolton suddenly stopped in the air, as if they had hit an invisible barrier.

At this time, Lancelot saw a figure in blue robe gradually appearing behind Leo and Bolton, it was Gloria.

"Let us out quickly!"

Leo turned back and roared at the blue-robed mage, his face full of ferocity. He knew that the two of them were trapped in the arena by the magic barrier and were in a dilemma.

What's more, he was also carrying Bolton, which weighed three hundred kilograms, and his combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.

The expressionless blue-robed female mage in front of me is not inferior to her in strength.

"Give you one last chance, put Bolton back into the arena, so that I can consider sparing your lives." Gloria said coldly, her light chestnut curly hair fluttering slightly in the wind.

Leo didn't answer, and his free left hand quickly gathered a scorching fireball. The next second, the fireball rushed towards Gloria's location.

The blue-robed mage had no intention of dodging and let the blazing fireball fly towards him.

Just when the flame was about to touch the robe, the fireball disappeared without a trace in an instant as if it had been submerged into a pool of lake water!

Leo struggled to hold the seriously injured Bolton, panting like an ox, and was sweating profusely.

The black-robed mage once again concentrated his magic power and wanted to change direction. The moment he turned around, Gloria's beautiful face was close at hand.

"Well"

The blue-robed mage stretched out his slender white palms and grabbed Leo's throat tightly.

In just a few seconds, Leo's face turned blue, and the hand holding Bolton gradually loosened. He couldn't breathe and could no longer concentrate on maintaining flight.

"Please, please"

Leo struggled to squeeze out a few notes from his mouth. Gloria slowly shook her head upon seeing this, and suddenly the three figures disappeared out of thin air.

Lancelot on the ground was really startled, and he vaguely felt powerful magic waves coming from behind him.

The boy turned around and saw Leo and Bolton lying limply on the ground, seemingly unconscious.

Gloria stood beside the two of them, glanced at Lancelot with a cold gaze, and then turned her gaze to the red-robed mage Harvey under the blue tent.

"Master Harvey, what should we do next?" Gloria used her mind to ask Harvey for instructions on the next step.

"Gloria, let them go, now is not the time."

The red-robed mage had a serious expression. Leo's entrance did not surprise him. Although he now wanted to kill these two strangers who disrupted the order of the Black Thorn, he was also afraid of Caesar sitting behind him on his right.

As the crown prince of King Pislan, Caesar has a much higher status and influence than the Lord of Blackthorn. He must focus on the overall situation and try to avoid unnecessary trouble.

"Okay, I understand."

(End of chapter)