Age of Collapse

The blood of the headless corpse stained the sand underneath and smashed it into a muddy smelly sludge. No matter how hard the high-scoring hand had experienced before, how brilliant the record was, from the moment the head was ripped off His life has ended.

In the arena, glory is always only the winner, such as the sturdy player who shouts in the head of the loser.

On the viewing platform, ghost hands and Luo worry need not say, for the wilderness strong, Black Street is a family, the arena is just a small child, they will not put this kind of game in their eyes. .

As the inhabitant of Miao Xiaocheng, Arno also passed the Twelve Times, although not every gift festival, but it has already been strange.

Ling is a child who grew up in the wilderness. I have seen a lot of killings, so I can accept it at one time.

Although Ayr is a member of the dawn team, it is reasonable to say that the festival has experienced many returns, but his own profession and belief are doomed to her somewhat repulsive to this kind of scene. This girl is slightly ignoring her face at this time. Put them together on your chest and don't want to see this **** scene.

"What is the origin of these people?" Luo worryed to speak with Arnold for the second time today.

Arnold felt a little surprised, how is Luo worry so interested? He replied: "There are a lot of people, some are prisoners, some are professional gladiators, some are slaves who are escorted to the scene, and some are coming for money and fame."

"Money? Can you get the money if you win the game?"

Arnold smiled sullenly: "Of course, who else will come to the game in a stupid way? You don't give bread to others, and people fight."

“How much does it cost to win a game?” Luo worry looked at Arnold and asked seriously, “Where to sign up?”

"Hey! Don't be kidding!" Arnold was frightened. It's no wonder that Luo Woo asked so diligently. Co-authoring is a bonus. He doesn't worry that Luo will be on the arena. On the contrary, he is worried about Luo. Worrying all the players were accidentally slaughtered, and when the festival was made, the festival could not be held, and it was not allowed to be killed by the residents.

Arno quickly appeased Luo Wei: "There is not much money reward, just a few thousand miles. Only enough for the players to buy some wine after the game, find two women, you have millions now, and certainly can't see this little bonus. ""

"Oh, that's it." Luo worry thought that the bonus of this kind of event is very rich, thinking about whether he can come here to earn some extra money, the result is only a few thousand, it is better to go to the wilderness to grab the living specimens and sell them back to black. Street cost-effective.

Seeing that Luo worry was persuaded, Arnold finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Because of the climatic reasons, it will be very hot at noon. This open-air facility does not have a good cooling method, so there is no competition after noon. All the competitions are concentrated in the morning, in the flesh and blood of the audience and the screams of the audience. Finally came to the last game.

"Ghost hand, the finale is coming." Charles Marquis's face with a mysterious smile, wakes up the ghost hand who is swaying Erlang's leg.

The ghost hand opened his eyes and revealed a smirk, and turned his eyes to the arena that had been stained with blood. He sneered: "Let me see how much ‘her’ has grown.”

At the moment when the iron gate was opened, a petite figure slowly came out. Unlike the cheers of those players who were on the stage, the figure was subjected to boundless ridicule and skunk after playing.

"Go back! Little nephew!"

"The arena is a man's territory! The woman will give me the truth and roll back to the bed!"

"Who can blow this awkward **** on the spot, I give him 50,000 Berry!"

Along with all kinds of insults are the rotten fruits and **** in the sky. The sewage and the blood on the ground are mixed together to make a stinking smell. It seems that these viewers discriminate against the arena soldiers in terms of gender.

Luo stunned and blinked. He walked to the edge of the viewing platform and looked at the petite figure that came out of the gate.

Sure enough, this is a girl, one or two years older than Ling, and belongs to the rank of "children", with a refreshing ponytail. The healthy skin of wheat color is looming under the wrap of leather armor and just beginning to develop. The figure is to let a lot of people with special hobbies spurt the blood.

The girl's eyes are very strange. It is a kind of almost distorted paranoia. It seems that there is an unshakable crazy belief in the heart. As for the specific things, it is not known.

At this moment, the ghost hand also came to the edge of the observation deck, his face with a mysterious sneer, his eyes narrowed to the girl.

"The residents of Miao Xiaocheng! The next step is our finale!" Marquis Charles stood up from his seat and pointed his bloated fingers at the **** the field. He said, "Moon Blade! Twelve gifts in a row." The myth of the festival has not been defeated!"

The girl named Yuedao took two slender swords from her waist~www.readwn.com~ After holding a gorgeous sword flower, she lifted it into the air, and the metal bloomed in the sunlight.

Double too knife? Luo stunned his eyes, he pondered for a while, recalled the conversation between Charles Marquis and the ghost hand, and then smiled shortly, said faintly to the ghost: "You apprentice?"

"Ha ha ha..." Ghosts smiled low and cold, like two rubbing magnets, with a mysterious deep meaning in the voice, "adopted a homeless little bitch."

"And her opponent is..." Marquis Charles deliberately paused for a few seconds and sold a pass, which shouted highly, "10 death row prisoners who committed the heinous crimes!"

At the other end of the arena, ten ragged clothes, with only a small knife, walked out, they were full of dirt, nails were stuffed with black sludge, whiplash from the body and Looking at the skinny body, I must have suffered a lot of beatings before.

"The ten death row prisoners are reluctant to admit their crimes. Regarding their disposal, let us decide by the dawning arena! In this game, the moon blade will act as the executioner. In the end, she is the head of the ten criminals. Or, her head was squatted in exchange for the freedom of criminals, let us wait and see!" Charles Marquis gave a passionate speech, and the nature of the game was revealed in a few words.

Put the death penalty on the arena, lose it and die, and win without sin. This ridiculous law will be refuted in the old days, but now it is not the old age, now it is a broken era, here is Miao Xiaocheng, in this era, in this city, the Marquis of Charles is the God of all people, the right to decide the life and death of everyone in the city!