Pirate, this sailor has a unique backbone

Chapter 133 Hell’s Judgment, Duel with Saint Jialin!

The Mountain of the Gods is a country that is isolated from the world, but is self-sufficient and fairly wealthy.

There are rich resources here, people live and work in peace and contentment, and the king is also a good king who implements benevolent government.

It can be seen from high places.

The country is green and densely forested, with most of the population concentrated in a few large towns.

now.

The royal capital town in the center of the island.

A middle-aged Tianlong man wearing a bubble hood was speaking with a microphone in his hand:

"The triennial skill competition and the cleansing work of the aboriginal people are about to begin!"

"Whoever can hunt more slaves and indigenous people will get higher points."

"The person with the highest points in the end is an extremely outstanding being even among the gods. The Knights of God will give him generous rewards!"

The voice fell.

There were more than 130 young Tianlong people around, with excited and cruel smiles on their faces, and they said energetically:

"This opportunity only comes once in three years, and I can't wait to prove my strength!"

"Hehehahaha, I want to see the fear of the slaves and aborigines running around like insects."

"Are you a pervert? You like to torture bugs so much. It's better to kill bugs with one shot and use them as a tool to gain points."

This inhumane killing contest.

In the eyes of the Tianlong people, it is a competition for them to show off their respective abilities.

Whoever kills more people will get more points and be more capable.

Just as the dragons were discussing, it was time to start the massacre from the direction of the town.

An old man in a cage with a gray beard and a crown burst into tears and shouted:

"Hey, you are telling lies! How can you treat people like beasts and bugs? Killing contests should not be allowed!"

The old man is the king of the mountain of gods.

When the Celestial Dragons first arrived, they captured him and put him in a cage.

"Shut up, you old guy!"

A disgusting guy with a runny nose pointed his gun at the king angrily and cursed:

"What's the difference between mere humans and beasts and bugs! Damn it, you are just a bunch of bugs who dare to assassinate my father!"

He is none other than St. Charros, the son of St. Roswad.

The other daughter of Saint Roswader, Shalulia Palace, stood next to him.

The two of them hated all human beings because of their father's assassination.

Today, they say at least that they have to kill 10,000 people to get some relief from their hatred.

Saint Charles was about to shoot and kill the king.

The middle-aged Tianlong man who hosted the competition stopped him:

"The king wants to save the person until the end and let him watch his people being slaughtered with his own eyes. This torture will be ten thousand times more painful than killing him directly."

Saint Charles then pointed the gun at the other slave's head and hummed:

"Okay, let him live a little longer."

boom.

He fired.

Hit the slave directly in the head.

A scorekeeper shouted: "Saint Charles, the competition has not officially started yet, your kills now will not count, and one point will be deducted!"

Shalulia Palace was dissatisfied and said on behalf of her brother:

"Then hurry up and announce the start. There are hundreds of thousands of bugs in this country. They are an eyesore in this world!"

The middle-aged Tianlong man who presided over the meeting was named Mu Yisheng, and he looked helpless.

But we can also understand Saint Charles and Palace of Charulia. After all, their fathers were assassinated by insects.

In fact, he and Saint Roswader are from the same family.

I would be willing to come here as a host, also with the idea of ​​venting my anger.

but.

He was quite surprised that the guy from the Knights of God would come in person.

Mu Yisheng turned to look at the majestic old man sitting on the chair with moon-shaped hair, and said in a very polite voice:

"I remember that Lord Garin Sheng won the championship in a certain skill competition decades ago."

The old man was clearly the commander of the Knights of God, with such power that he could even execute the Celestial Dragons, Saint Fegaland Garin!

Behind Saint Garin stood four members of the Knights of God and five thousand elite agents directly affiliated with the World Government.

They are all here to protect the Celestial Dragons in their murderous competition.

To prevent slaves or aborigines from being naive and wanting to resist.

Saint Jialin calmly replied to Saint Mu Yi:

"That was the Valley of the Gods thirty-six years ago, which is very similar to the name of this country. That time I encountered the two most powerful bugs among humans, Rocks and Roger, but it was a pity that I didn't kill them. "

"That's why I wanted to come to this country with a similar name to see if I would encounter that kind of powerful bug again."

Mu Yisheng suddenly realized:

"So that's it."

He laughed:

"Even if it is not easy, Rocks and Roger are aliens among human bugs after all."

After some joking.

Mu Yisheng picked up the microphone again and said in a loud voice: "I declare that the skill competition has officially begun! Including the 100,000 slaves brought and the 900,000 people in this country, all are objects of gaining points."

"Hunt, descendants of the Creator!"

What responded to him was the strange screams of more than one hundred and thirty Celestial Dragons.

Someone drew a knife.

Someone is loading a bullet.

There are only one million prey in total, and ten thousand of them each is not enough.

You have to hurry up and kill more prey, and you can't let others take the lead.

The eyes of the Tianlong people are full of ferocity.

The 100,000 slaves who were freed, and the bewildered natives of this town, began to flee in terror.

A feast of massacre of millions of innocent people by the Celestial Dragons is about to begin.

however.

at this time.

There was a strange smell in the air.

"What does it smell like? It's so unpleasant." Saint Charles, who was about to go on a killing spree to vent his anger, suddenly fanned the air in front of him.

Even though he was wearing a bubble hood, there was still a pungent smell that penetrated his nostrils.

"I smell it too." Shalulia Palace complained in disgust, "It's just like the smell of something rotting. Damn it, are the humans here specifically used to disgust us?"

All the Tianlong people, no, to be precise, the 900,000 natives of the God's Mountain Peak, and the 100,000 slaves who had just been released, all smelled the pungent smell floating in the air.

soon.

There were frail natives and slaves who fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

bang bang bang~

One by one they fell.

"What's going on?!" St. Charles shouted, "I haven't started killing yet, you bugs are not allowed to die!"

"Brother..." The voice of my sister Shalulia Gong next to me also became weaker, "I... I feel so dizzy."

thump.

Shalulia Palace also fell to the ground.

Charles Saint suddenly looked confused, completely confused about the situation.

"No, it's a nerve gas that can cause dizziness!"

Jialin Sheng suddenly stood up from his chair.

Mu Yisheng, who was presiding, widened his eyes.

Four members of the Knights of God and five thousand agents were immediately on alert.

"Who is doing this? Get out of here!"

Jialinsheng shouted angrily, like a thunder, a terrifying aura emanating from him.

Like an angry monster.

Suddenly.

Jialin Sheng's majestic and fierce eyes stared at an open space in the forest in the distance.

He pulled out the precious Western sword from his waist and chopped it off with one blow.

hum~

A huge sword light, dozens of feet long, shot out.

Slash towards the clearing.

"You think I can't notice it if you're invisible, you despicable bedbug!"

The sword's unparalleled brilliance will destroy everything in front of it.

Until he encountered a dark vortex that appeared out of thin air.

Only then could the momentum of the sword light be stopped.

The dark whirlpool grew larger and larger, like a crack in space, swallowing up the huge sword light entirely.

Jialin Sheng was shocked and narrowed his old eyes, flashing a dangerous and ferocious light.

He really met powerful bugs like Rocks and Roger thirty-six years ago.

good, very good!

Today I can finally make up for the regrets of the past!

After the dark vortex swallowed up the sword light.

Several figures with powerful auras appeared from it.

The leader was a stern young man with black hair and black eyes. The power he exuded was not weaker than that of Saint Jialin.

Nan Ye looked directly at Jialin Sheng calmly and said coldly:

"None of the five old stars are here. It seems that the one with the highest status and the strongest strength here is you."

"Are you ready to accept the judgment of hell, Commander of the Knights of God, Saint Fegaland Garin!"

(End of this chapter)