The Emerald Tower

On the side of the lake on the hunting ground.

Andro and several aristocratic contestants took care of those civilian contestants who "joined" their camp, but the methods were not friendly.

The binding of ropes is just a basis.

More use shackles.

And when the shackles appeared, Andro, who was not too stupid, finally found out that the swordsmanship competition he was looking forward to had already deviated from its original trajectory.

Whether it was the aristocratic contestants with gold badges in the distance, or the civilian contestants who suddenly "joined" around him, Andro felt confused and disturbed.

It was as if his whole body was plunged into the mud of a swamp, making him feel depressed and unable to breathe.

"Damn it! You guy dare to bite me!"

There was a loud shout next to him, attracting Andro's attention——

An aristocratic contestant was punching and kicking a young man.

He had some impressions of that young man because of the age of the opponent and the fact that he was always surrounded by a man in plain clothes with a ragged scabbard.

Because that man looked too much like a farmer, he didn't have any knight or warrior breath at all.

This impression, coupled with the pity for the young man, made Andro stand up and walk over.

"Hey, Bowie, stop it! He is just a child!"

Andro patted the noble contestant on the shoulder.

The latter glanced at Andro, then, after kicking the boy's abdomen fiercely, it stopped, but. Faced with smiling Andro. This noble contestant was disdainful.

"You are lucky to choose the right camp. Otherwise, you... But I hope your luck will continue to accompany you!"

The cold words are mixed with words of unknown meaning.

After speaking, the noble contestant turned around and walked to the side, throwing Andro in place.

Andro frowned. He had guessed something, but he couldn't choose. Or there is no choice.

"Drink it, it's good for your injury!"

Andro took out a potion and handed it to the boy.

"Humph!"

The young man snorted coldly, but the next moment he took the potion in his hand, but the rope binding made it difficult for him to open the cork with his hand, he could only use the cooperation of his mouth and hands.

Snapped!

The cork was opened, and the boy poured all the medicine down his stomach without saying a word.

Then, sitting there, in a daze.

Kurok who has never experienced killing. At this moment, my mind is completely the scene of the previous massacre.

After making an appointment with his teacher, he waited somewhere in the woods on the hunting ground. And here, there is not only him, but also a team of seven or eight people.

These people are all of civilian origin and already have a good relationship in the camp.

Even after entering the hunting ground, both sides maintained a certain degree of friendship.

And just when the opponent persuaded him to join the opponent's team, two noble contestants appeared, and a one-sided slaughter appeared.

As he watched, the person who was smiling at him the last moment fell into a pool of blood, and Kurok was shaking.

Instinctively, he wanted to resist, but...

He was knocked to the ground very easily.

‘His teacher is very good, His Royal Highness is very important, let him live! ’

Such words made Kurok understand why he had a completely different fate from those who died.

Inexplicable emotions surged from the bottom of the boy's heart, tears flowed out irresistibly.

"You, are you okay?"

Andro looked at the young man who was crying suddenly, he was startled, then subconsciously comforted.

"I want to become stronger, stronger, I want to kill..."

Before the boy finished speaking, Andro covered his mouth. Andro shook his head slightly, his expression was serious, but he didn't say a word.

Andro looked into the distance.

Several more contestants with gold badges appeared there.

Each of them carries a bag in their hands--

Wow!

When the bag is untied and the mouth of the bag is flushed down, a lot of badges fall from the bag and fall to the ground.

Looking at the badges, Andro's eyes were sad, and the boy's eyes were frightened.

Both people understand that each badge represents a life.

It’s just that these lives are extremely important to some people, and to some people——

"Ludiko, are you doing a good job!"

A gold badge contestant looked at the badge on the ground and couldn't help laughing.

"For your Royal Highness's order, naturally it needs to be completed carefully!"

Mo Ou Lu, who was next to Ludiko, also smiled.

But Ludiko, who was being discussed by the two, had a cold face, without any meaning at all.

"You know, Ludico has always been like this after Lord Fedoc's matter!"

Mo Lulu explained to the other party, who shrugged, expressing understanding.

"Let's go, Master Ethrofa, already waiting for you!"

The gold badge contestant said so, and at the same time, stepped to the other side.

Ludico and Mo Ou hurriedly followed.

There, five gold badge contestants stood or sat, surrounded into a small circle, and in this small circle, one person was so conspicuous.

Not only is it tall and strong, but also because of a sharp breath that ordinary people cannot ignore.

The strong sense of sharpness is like putting a long sword on your neck.

Therefore, even if the same silver-level powerhouse is standing around, anyone will focus on this person and ignore other silver-level powerhouses.

"Master Ethrofa!"

The silver-level powerhouse who returned with Ludiko and Mo Ou, so respected the man in front of him.

"Ok!"

Ethrowa glanced at Ludiko and Mo Ou Lu through his pale pupils. Suddenly, the two of them were an exciting spirit. Even Ludiko, who had been expressionless, trembled all over. Until Ethrowa nodded. The two of them fought like an amnesty to the surrounding silver rank powerhouses.

"Master Ethrofa, everything is ready-the bait has gathered the fish together!"

A strong silver rank came out to report.

"Mancor and them?"

Ethrowa spoke, and a hoarse sound like metal rubbing rang.

"Mancor and the others are also approaching the bait!" The silver-level powerhouse said slowly: "They have discovered the anomaly, so they will definitely unite together-even the soul tormentor 'It's the same. In the face of absolute strength, he must also bow his head!"

"Where is our great fish Lord Zelgaon?"

Ethrowfa did not deny. He didn't admit the other party's statement, and instead asked about Dean's whereabouts.

"After several fights, the opponent disappeared in the hunting ground..."

When mentioning Dean, the silver-level powerhouse frowned.

"disappear?"

Ethrofa's pale eyes looked at the silver rank powerhouse in front of him, and the dissatisfaction in his tone immediately caused the latter to tremble.

"I'll go and investigate again..."

Trembling, without the slightest dignity of a silver-level powerhouse, the silver-level powerhouse said immediately.

"Faster!"

Ethrofa said hoarsely.

"Yes, my lord!"

The silver rank powerhouse immediately took a companion and ran towards the open space on the side----

This is an open space newly reclaimed.

The soil was moist, but magic inscriptions appeared on it. But let this moisture become solidified, as if pouring cement as hard.

And at the meeting point of this magic inscription. Ten crystal **** kept showing the situation in the entire hunting ground.

Two silver-level powerhouses were very skillful in manipulating the crystal ball, looking for Dean.

But they were engrossed, and they didn't find a dark shadow approaching silently.

Or……

They simply couldn't imagine that within the perception range of the seven silver-level powerhouses, someone could approach here silently.

As for Ethrofa?

Ethrofa, who has the title of ‘Sword of Moko’, can no longer be regarded as a silver level, although the same cannot be regarded as a gold level.

...

"The opposite has at least eight silver ranks!"

The ‘hyena’ raised his head and raised his nose, and said this after a moment.

"Eight?"

Helick the Strong and Rand the Venom frowned after looking at each other.

"No, we have to find more helpers, otherwise, there is no chance of winning!"

'Strong One' Xilick shook his head, and brought up the previously rejected proposal again-although he was also the biggest veto when it was rejected before.

"I agree!"

"Venomist" Rand nodded.

"I have no opinion, maybe we just need to be patient and want to find...who?!"

The ‘hyena’ suddenly shouted, and the ‘strong man’ and the ‘venom master’ beside them assumed a fighting posture at the same time.

"We are not malicious!"

Mancor and Ditch walked out slowly from the side.

"'Soul Torrer' Mancor!"

Three civilian contestants with gold badges exclaimed.

"It's an honor to meet you guys... relax, I think we are in the same camp for the time being-those guys, if they are alone, I have no confidence!"

Mancor spread out his slender hands and signaled his helplessness.

However, the "Strongman" Shilick, the "Venomist" Rand and the "Hyena" Jircher took a step back together, looking at the slender hands with a little horror.

"Mancor, you scared others!"

Ditch on the side shrugged and said.

At this time, the three people on the opposite side seemed to have discovered Di Qi.

"'The Shining' Dickey!"

There was an exclamation that was not much lower than before.

The three civilian contestants with gold badges looked at each other-they could swear that no two were found in the gold badge team before.

In other words... the five senses are deliberately ‘covered’ by people!

Subconsciously, the three looked at the soul tormentor.

"I just cut some trouble, but it doesn't seem to be of much use!"

Mancor admitted frankly.

And just when the three of them wanted to ask what else, a sharp aura suddenly appeared behind them, and the next moment another equally sharp but more violent aura appeared at the lake.

Cang!

Everyone’s ears sounded like the clash of two long swords~www.wuxiaspot.com~Ethrofa, who is the other? "

The'Soul Torturer' was taken aback and looked at the place where the breath appeared behind him.

However, at this moment--

Roar!

A high-pitched dragon roar suddenly appeared at the lake, resounding throughout the hunting ground.

ps first more~

Last night, a box of old yogurt before going to bed caused decadence to run into the toilet all night...

My legs are still soft now...

Pit! (To be continued...)

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