Super Master of Female President

Every day when the mercenary convention is held, powerful mercenaries from all over the world will come here to challenge the powerful mercenaries guarding the tower.

As long as you can defeat those powerful mercenaries, then you can replace the guard.

Here, the strong is respected, and the fittest survives.

If you are strong, you will go up, and if you are weak, you will go down.

The mercenary tower has a total of 100 floors, from the first to the thirtieth floor, all are markets for mercenaries to trade.

In the trading market, you can trade all kinds of things, including advanced weapons and equipment, jewelry, jade, and even slaves.

In short, in these thirty layers, there are only things you can't think of, nothing you can't buy.

However, after the 30th floor, from the 31st floor to the 100th floor, each layer is guarded by a powerful mercenary, that is, the previous layer master.

Of course, although the mercenaries in these seventy layers are very strong, their strength is also divided into strong and weak.

In other words, the strength goes from low to high and always going up.

The mercenary guarding the 100th floor is the old mercenary king. Defeating him, you are the new mercenary king.

In every mercenary convention, many people will challenge it. However, three consecutive mercenary conventions have been held for nine years, and the highest level is the 90th floor.

And this record is kept, it is the leader of the Purgatory Mercenary Group, the Middle Eastern God General-Baal!

At this time, the mercenary tower was already overcrowded, and all the mercenaries were boiling again.

Because everyone got the news, Baal will once again challenge the "Mercenary Tower"!

"Hey, guys, guess what level can Barr reach this time?"

"Three years ago, Barr reached the 90th floor. Now that three years have passed, Barr's strength has become stronger again. I guess he can reach the 93rd floor at least!"

"You too underestimate Baal, I guess Baal can hit the 94th floor!"

"Ninety-five floors!"

A lot of people have gathered on the first floor of the Mercenary Tower, and everyone is talking about it.

The people here have white skin, dark skin, yellow skin, and people of all skin tones.

Some are tall, like an upright brown bear, and some are short, like a dwarf.

Moreover, they wear different costumes, wearing costumes that symbolize their mercenary group, and most of them are mainly camouflage uniforms of various colors.

There are also some independent mercenaries here, so they dress very casually.

Time passed by every minute, just when everyone was a little impatient to wait.

Klang Klang! ! ...

Only heard a sonorous footsteps coming over!

Hearing the footsteps, everyone turned their heads and saw a group of mercenaries with tall, stern figures, sword-like eyes, wearing black camouflage uniforms and black military boots on their feet walking in.

This group of mercenaries, a total of eleven people, each had a blood-red flame totem embroidered on their chests, and in the flames was a death **** wearing a black cloak and holding a black sickle in his hand.

"Come! The Purgatory Mercenary Corps is here!!"

"Barr deserves to be the person who is most likely to become the king of mercenaries this year. Looking at the aura he exudes, it is really terrifying!

I feel that Baal now can stand shoulder to shoulder with the old mercenary king on the 100th floor, ‘Doom’-Gustav! "

"Haha, this is not true. Barr only hit the 90th floor three years ago. Now it has only been three short years. Even if Barr gets stronger, wouldn't Gustav get stronger?"

"Well, that's true... then let's wait and see!"

With a burst of exclamation and discussion, Barr came over with ten mercenaries!

"Your Excellency Barr, good afternoon!!"

Several members of the "Purgatory" vassal mercenary group present all held their chests with one hand, bent over and bowed their heads, and saluted Barr.

The other mercenaries of the weaker mercenary group also came up to the ground with a smile to greet Barr and the others.

"Hehe, Barr hasn't become the king of mercenaries, you can't wait to kneel and lick it?"

A joking voice rang from the crowd.

Hearing this sound, everyone frowned. Looking back, they saw a group of mercenaries in khaki camouflage uniforms approaching.

The backs of these mercenaries are carved with viper totems with big mouths of blood. They are the viper mercenary group and the A-level mercenary group in the world.

Walking in the forefront was a strong white man with a beard and a majestic figure over 1.9 meters tall.

He is the commander of the Viper Mercenary Corps, named Bruce, codenamed "Cobra".

Some of the mercenaries present wanted to get angry, but when they saw those from the Viper Mercenary Corps, they shut their mouths immediately.

After all, the Viper Mercenary Group is an A-level mercenary group, and these B-level and C-level mercenary groups can't afford to offend them.

"I think Bruce is right, Barr, don't really think of yourself as the king of mercenaries... If you can't hit the 100th floor by then, it will make people laugh out loud!"

At this time, another mocking voice came from the door.

Hearing the sound, everyone quickly looked over and saw a group of mercenaries in dark green camouflage uniforms coming in.

On the backs of this group of people is depicted a totem of a Hellhound. The Hellhound has a big mouth, exposed fangs, and wields blood-colored claws, looking hideous and terrifying.

They are exactly the "Hellhound" mercenary group, and also the world's A-level mercenary group. The leader is named Waksa, code-named "Hellhound".

The two major A-level mercenary groups, "Viper" and "Hellhound", have been rivals with "Purgatory" from very early on.

On weekdays, there are always open and secret fights.

Because the resources in this world are limited, everyone wants to get more resources for their mercenary group.

The rise of "Purgatory" made them feel the pressure.

Today, Bruce and Waksa heard that Baal was about to attack the Mercenary Tower, and they couldn't sit still.

If Baal becomes the new king of mercenaries, the "purgatory" mercenary group will rise, and it will absorb more vassal mercenary groups and grab more resources.

This is not a good thing for them.

Hearing Bruce and Vaksa's cynicism, the other mercenaries of "Purgatory" stopped doing it and yelled.

"Our regimental leader is strong. This time, he can defeat Gustav and become the new king of mercenaries!!"

"Yes! So, you weak chickens, shut up for us!!"

Barr raised his hand expressionlessly, and the mercenaries of Purgatory became quiet.

Afterwards, Barr raised his head slightly to look at Bruce and Waksa indifferently, his eyes firmly said: "No matter what you say, this time, I will defeat Gustav and become the new king of mercenaries!"

"Puff...hahaha, Barr, you look too high on yourself, right?"

Bruce looked at Barr contemptuously, and said, "Who wouldn't speak big words? The point is can you really do it?"

"If he can do it, I would rather give up my arm!"

Waukesha took it with disdain.

In its view, Barr is not weak, but he is not strong enough to defeat Gustav.

Baltam smiled, and replied: "I'm sorry, Vaksa, I'm going to fix your arm..."

"Really?"

Waksa snorted and said, "Then what if you didn't defeat Gustav?"

"Then I will give up an arm too!" Barr shook his voice.

"Head!!!"

The ten mercenaries of "Purgatory" were shocked when they heard it.

Here, no matter what promises are made, they must be fulfilled.

Otherwise, they will be ridiculed by colleagues in the mercenary world, or even excluded.

So, when they heard that Barr said that Gustav could not be defeated, and put an arm down, they were all shocked.

As for the others present, they all boiled.

Those present were not honest people, but mercenaries licking blood.

They crave stimulation, crave blood.

When they learned that Barr and the others were playing such a big game, they all became excited.

"Do you take this seriously?" Vaks asked, narrowing his eyes.

"really."

Baltam nodded lightly.

"Okay, very good, then let me see if you can beat Gustav!"

Vaks smiled coldly, and said, "If you can't beat it, your arm, I'm going to make it!"