The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Continuing to walk forward, Soshyan saw a tall dream demon bishop standing at the second closest distance to the consul, his head slowly turning from one end of the hall to the other as he watched, the pair of crooked Krai. Few are allowed to draw their weapons in the presence of the Archon, but the Dream Demons are above the cabal's bickering and political influence.

In the immeasurably large hall, the crackling of whips, the groans of slaves, the cheers and laughter of the audience are the pale reflections of the tormented life.

Soshyan could even feel the real pain, fear and despair of the slaves, a palpable, erratic energy flowing through the air.

"Talos, do you miss participating in such entertainment?"

Kayan suddenly asked, but the voice was only transmitted in the helmets of the three

"These raw joys between pain and death seem to coincide with the philosophy of the Eighth Legion."

"No."

"Not at all?"

"No."

Talos looked > "I hate them, they are not much better than the beasts they torture, look at them, see what they are, they are animals driven by instinct, disguised as a so-called higher civilization, stripping After the cloak of civilization, class and customs, they are just lowly primitive creatures, in order to compete for the leftovers to survive, they surrender their status in exchange for survival."

"Ha, I seem to understand why you chose to leave the Eighth Legion."

"I never belonged to the Eighth Legion."

As soon as the three entered the venue, they attracted the attention of all court officials, and even the working Haemophile cast curious glances, but no one spoke, because the court was a serious and class-clear place, and anything that might lead to ruling The unpleasant behavior of officials can lead to catastrophic consequences, and everyone is cautious here.

At this moment, a slender woman emerged from a small door behind the throne.

Even by human standards, this Eldar who suddenly appeared was undoubtedly a ruthless beauty. Like all Eldar, she was tall, with soft limbs. Her fair skin was like alabaster, and her cheeks were high. , eyes like almonds, ears delicate and sharp, a costume of multiple lustrous blade armor and silky robes delicately wraps her graceful body, a wire twisted with barbed wire The belt clings to her slender hips.

What is even more surprising is that she has blond hair that is rare among the Dark Eldar, and the gorgeous hair accessories are like some whimsical bird feathers, fanning out at the back of her head, under the neck. The golden brooch is engraved with lewd pictures.

And her taut lips were thickly painted, and her eyes were smoky with gold.

The Dream Demon raised his blade in the blink of an eye as she approached, but he lowered the blade after the other fell to one knee not far from the Archon.

The voices of the conversation between the two sides were so soft that Soshyan couldn't hear them clearly.

He did, however, see a sharp look of excitement flashing across Alcantara's face, and then when the Archon stood up and stretched out his hands to attract the attention of his subjects,

"In order to welcome the three distinguished guests, Ms. Selene arranged a wonderful ceremony for us!"

His words immediately aroused a burst of joy. After all, the residents of Comoros preferred to watch those **** and brutal competitions rather than torturing slaves.

Then Alcantara looked down at the three of them and smiled:

"The three of you are also invited to visit."

Kayan nodded slightly.

"my pleasure."

There was an arena in the Crusaders Forest itself, so it didn't take long for them to arrive and be seated.

It seems that in order to show the importance of the three, Alcantara deliberately arranged them in the box closest to his left. On weekdays, only the courtiers closest to the consul can sit here, so they immediately attracted a lot of jealous eyes. . Strong Sacrifice Read Sacrifice

But they didn't care about it.

The former Seleneka Yang found out through inquiries that she was the hostess of an arena, but her business was mediocre, and there were no "fist products" before. The field became a little bit more emotional, but in order to attract business, she would also lead the team to work in the private arena.

Now she is entertaining a few Cabal nobles with a smile, and the goblet in her hand is full of golden wine. This time L*iNgsHufA* Zhang Si

Soshyan is looking at the entire arena, which is roughly a closed oval, and the main fighting area is covered with white, dense sand, which is to better highlight the performers spraying out. blood and guts. Based on past experience, Soshyan guessed that there should be trap doors hidden underground that allow trained monsters and automatic killing machines to randomly rush out, and the surrounding walls are filled with built-in seats, stacked up in multiple layers. , the higher the status, the higher the seat, and those with lower status have to sit closer to the arena.

There is a huge arch in the arena, where slaves and monsters enter, and their flesh and blood will be transported out from there, and above it is a gorgeous platform with a large number of couches and seats, that is, The area they are sitting in now belongs directly to the topmost figure, and on the far left is a band full of musicians.

"here we go."

There was vague anticipation in Talos' voice, obviously this atmosphere awakened some **** memories of his past.

Immediately, the announcer announced the content of the first competition with a thunderous voice~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Then ten humans wearing simple armor and holding swords walked in, and were surrounded by countless lights. Down.

From the blinding smoke, there was the cheers of the bloodthirsty audience.

Seeing the tattoos on those men, Soshyan guessed that they were captured Imperial Navy sailors.

Then came a complex drumbeat from the orchestra, followed by screeching horns, twirling spotlights casting their beams on the vast entryway.

The door opened, and a flat floating platform floated in.

On the platform, three giant beasts are digging metal with sharp claws, howling with bloodthirsty, their backs are covered with long bone spurs, their eyes are like wide saucers, and thick heavy metal collars around their necks. There is a long chain full of barbs that binds them to the platform.

Seeing the terrifying beast, the ten Imperial sailors immediately gathered vigilantly, covering each other, holding their weapons tightly, and their actions caused laughter from the alien audience.

"Appetizers! Ten Apes Survive! You can estimate when they will die!"

In the box, a skin suddenly rose up with some alien symbols on it. Kayang glanced at it and said:

"Twenty seconds, forty seconds, a minute, a minute and a half."

In Comoros, gladiatorial fights are often linked to gambling. In fact, the main source of income for the arena is the gambling business.

Soshyan just glanced in disgust.

"Give me a minute and a half, and I'll show them what real fear is."

Kayan shrugged and gave up the bet.

At this moment, with a bang, the chains that bound the beasts were instantly disconnected, and the **** scene officially opened——

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