The Emperor’s Angel of Death

In the arena covered with white sand, looking at the opponent in front of him, Ammonium\'Shi couldn't help showing a bitter look on his face.

The towering giant figure in tattered robes was almost twice the height of a fire warrior in battle suit, and a cylindrical helmet covered its head and shoulders, then crisscrossed with heavy chains. Wrapped around its chest, its goggles were withered into a **** mouth, and the giant's right arm split into two tentacles from the elbow, which were tightly wrapped around a huge industrial pickaxe. Above the hilt of the hammer, the left arm was a weapon in itself—that arm swelled into a jagged claw that the monster was dragging down behind.

For slave gladiators like Comoros, the only purpose of rest is to earn more money and prestige for their masters, so not long after the battle in the Bloody Forest, Ammonium had to face his new opponent.

However, his hostess seems to be in a bad mood these two days, because there are a lot fewer people watching the gladiatorial fight. On the one hand, a large number of people have been recruited because of the war, but more importantly, everyone is looking forward to the immediate The upcoming feast, the confrontation between the two strongest succubus, is a gorgeous stage that will make the blood of the residents of Comoros burst into flames.

In contrast, a blue-skinned and thin fish-headed man is not so interesting, so there are not many audiences.

But this is not what Ammonium\'Shi needs to care about, he must find a way to survive now.

There is no doubt that this thing is the masterpiece of the Haemonics, and it is likely that it is the failed product of some terrible operation--most of which are only purchased by arena owners in order to save money.

Slowly pacing around the opponent, Ammonium\'Shi was thinking about countermeasures while capturing the giant's law of action.

Just as he suddenly swept the long stick and swept the sand towards the opponent's helmet, the giant swung his pick and hammer to shield its eyeglasses, as if it already knew what he was thinking.

Yet no one can read an etheric mind.

The opponent's blocking action hit him in the middle of his arms. Ammonium\'Shi suddenly threw out a long stick, and the thing continued to stretch toward both ends as it whirled and flew in the air. With a short, harsh sound, all the telescopic segments were loosened. Come on.

In a heartbeat, it becomes a double-ended sword.

The long knife hit the troll's helmet, knocking it unbalanced and falling to the ground, while Ammonium's Shi had already rushed forward, grabbed the weapon that was about to fall, spun back, charged up and sprinted again, jumping up and down. The frontal attack stabbed the knife into the giant's goggles.

The sharp blade shattered the Cyclops-like eyepiece, and then inserted into it.

"Monte\' Card!"

With an angry roar from Ammonium\'Shi, the sharp blade pierced deeply into the giant's head - the body of the giant beast suddenly trembled violently, and then Taixin waved its eyepiece and most of its face. Tear it off together.

As the troll fell backwards, Ammonium saw its helmet full of shattered bones and wildly changing tentacles.

This series of operations was very smooth, with applause and cheers from the audience, but Amino\'Shi knew that this was because the opponent was too weak - his mistress couldn't afford those terrible monsters provided by the Cabal last time.

When he dragged his tired body back to the rest area, Selene in a black dress was already waiting under the dim light, as gorgeous as a black rose.

"Promise my terms, or I will never kill again for the joy of your customers."

Ammonium\'Shi said, his voice deep and gruff from severe dehydration.

Selene raised her finely painted eyebrows with her arms folded.

"yes?"

"Yes, before you got me, you didn't even have autonomy, living in the enslavement and shadow of others, you have only become rich since you had me, and I am in your audience Very welcome."

Selene gritted her teeth, which he took as a sign of consent.

Multiple emotions converge within the hostess of the arena, and Selene is full of anger: both anger at Ammonium's arrogance and frustration at her inability to find a loophole in his logic , and more fear of the possibility of losing her high status.

Ammonium's history is right, her family's arena in prehistoric times was almost dilapidated, with no spectators, no good gladiators, and even beasts couldn't afford it.

Her flattering ingratiating to the cabal's Mrs. Mallers got the last of the money, but at the cost of her almost losing her autonomy in decision-making.

Until I bought ammonium\'history in the nature of gambling.

"All right."

A corner of Selene's crimson lips twisted.

"Say your terms and I will satisfy all your desires, even my body doesn't matter."

Ammonium\'Shi shook his head.

"You guys just make me want to vomit."

"It doesn't do you any good to provoke me! Damn old Tau!"

"It's very simple, let me rest, according to your standards, three Comoros day and night, I want to be alone."

He said it, then calmed down again and waited for her answer.

Selene looked at the Tau man in surprise and blinked her beautiful eyes.

"That's it?"

"That's it, no one is allowed to disturb you for three days."

Selene burst out laughing.

"I thought you were looking for ten succubus, that's all, okay, I'll allow it, you see how much I love you."

Ammonium\'Shi shook his head indifferently, then turned and walked towards the passage.

After returning to his room, or the prison cell, Ammonium\'Shi smelled an aroma, and then looked at the table, where the ceramic bowl was filled with stewed vegetables, not only rich broth, but also tender vegetables. The aroma made his index finger twitch.

But he was not in a hurry to eat, but after holding his breath to confirm that there was no living thing around, he came to the bed where he slept, bent over to remove the bed board piece by piece, and took a note from the back.

A day ago, this note suddenly appeared in his room. It was written in the Tau language, and the signature was the fire warrior named Ming'qi. The other party claimed that they were actively saving themselves~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Now I have found a With a reliable helping hand, we will take action in the next two days, and we will talk about the plan in general. The most important thing is that there is no one around Shi when he is in action.

At first, Shi thought that it was the hostess who was cheating on him, but after careful analysis, he felt that it should not be the case, and the other party had no reason to play this kind of game.

So this is today's "leave".

And the letter also said that if he wanted to reply, he could write it on the back and throw it out the window.

Outside the window, Ammonium\'Shi remembered that it was a flowerbed, but since the other party said so, he still took a gamble.

Ammonium\'Shi bit his finger, but instead of writing with his finger, he took out a hollow thorn that he had pulled from his opponent before, and wrote on the paper after the thorn was stained with blood.

Soon, the written letter was crumpled and thrown out the window.

Ammonium\'Shi, who had done everything well, came to the table, picked up the bowl and spoon, and began to eat absentmindedly.

Can the other party save him?

And is that plan feasible?

In his long life, this ether rarely had hesitation and doubts, but he hoped that he had to fight again. After all, after this threat, he felt that Wasin\'da wanted to completely control himself. Will definitely do something very nasty or even nasty.

His famous name can't be ruined here!

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