War Paradise

The iron chains hanging from the ceiling collided with each other, making a clanging sound, and viscous blood drops dripped from the ends of the iron chains, and scarlet flowers bloomed on the wooden floor.

A girl with a lot of bandages on her body sat in the center of the **** torture room, and the metal chair under her body kept creaking.

There was a knock on the door of the torture room, and then came the concerned voice of Andrea:

"Master, are you okay?"

"Leave me alone." Bloodblade's dark red eyes seemed to bleed at any time: "I'm waiting for someone."

The failure of recruiting Grace Dupont has already affected her mood. The ruthless spike in the "Hell's Horn" made her unacceptable. At this time, the blood blade seemed to have entered menopause ahead of schedule, and her emotions were so bad that it exploded.

However, forcibly suppressing the urge to kill, she still chose to accept another player's request to meet, and waited for the visitor's arrival in the reception room of her private house area.

Boom, boom, boom.

The dull knock on the door sounded again, and then there was a floating voice that sounded like a male voice with a knock on medicine:

"Is it here? Is it this room..."

"Come in." Xueblade said with a dumb voice.

The metal door of the torture room was pushed open, and the elegant man wearing gold-rimmed glasses walked into the room, patted the dust on his shirt, and stretched out his right hand with distinct joints towards the blood blade:

"Meet again, beauty."

Although the other party was very friendly, Bloodblade didn't mean to shake hands. He just stood up, looked up at the other party's smiling face, and said straightforwardly:

"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, let's get to the point."

"Don’t worry, I’m not here to declare war, but to discuss cooperation." The man still had an upsetting smile on his face: "Although we were a little unhappy before, but this time I plan to You cooperate, as long as we work together, winning this invitational tournament is a piece of cake... Are you right?"

"I don't trust you." With only two people present, Bloodblade's statement was very straightforward.

If someone else came to discuss cooperation, it would be fine. This time Bloodblade really wanted to use all means to kill the "Hell Horn", but this time it was not someone else who proposed the cooperation. It was the first invitational tournament that was still bitter and bitter. The "mad believer" chasing her.

According to what the fanatic said last time, this person had been killed by blood blades in other games, and since then he has been thinking about revenge.

But this time, the fanatics are like changing individuals, completely devoid of their previous hatred, and instead are discussing cooperation matters in a serious manner.

"I know, you are worried about stabbing a knife in the back." The fanatic explained with "heavy words": "Those things have passed..."

"Stop talking nonsense." The blood blade stared at the opponent's face.

Because it is directly connected to consciousness, in brain imaging games, emotions are more intense than in the real world. Even for people who are very good at covering up in reality, it is difficult to completely cover up their true emotions in this kind of game.

And now, the blood blade was already on the opponent, and he felt a trace of suppressed hatred.

——The so-called "cooperation" of the fanatic is just a lie. If you trust this man, the chance of being stabbed by him is almost 100%.

Faced with this mixed ball with impure motives, Blood Blade naturally chose to refuse.

But... maybe you can take advantage of this guy?

"Really don't plan to cooperate with me? Others are looking for partners." The fanatic reminded: "With your reputation, everyone is absolutely screaming and beating. You think that besides me, there will be someone else who will tie up with you. Are you forming an alliance? They will only keep besieging you until you leave the field."

"..."

Bloodblade lowered his head, thinking about how to use the fanatic to help deal with the horns of hell.

In fact, she originally accepted the other party's invitation to talk in order to find a way to use this man. After pretending to think for a while, she finally slowly raised her head and fixed her blood-red gaze on the opponent's face:

"When the time comes, act according to the situation. Once the map borders, I will accept your alliance."

"Well, that's right." The fanatic stretched out his hand to rub the bloodblade's hair, but she dodged it by jumping back.

"Don't look outside, you are usually cute." The fanatic laughed.

"Get off." The blood blade coldly issued an order to dismiss the guest.

"Now that we have negotiated, we will contact you by email. Before the game starts, there are still a few days to make tactics." The fanatic returned to the door and stretched out his hand to open the front door of the torture chamber:

"Goodbye, little beauty~"

With the pretentiously frivolous voice, the figure of the fanatic disappeared. Bloodblade also sat back on the metal chair, reaching out to fiddle with the iron chain hanging beside him.

Although the other party's disguise was pretty good, she still couldn't hide her eyes. Now Bloodblade can be sure that once he forms an alliance with the fanatic, the opponent will definitely attack him with a black hand.

So, as long as you can figure out the opponent in advance after taking advantage of that bastard.

"You chose to form an alliance with me, little brother..."

The blood blade licked shark-like sharp teeth, and laughed scornfully: "Don't regret it when the time comes?"

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At midnight, Lin Chi, who had ended a death match, returned to the private house area.

As he predicted before the start, his combat effectiveness did not decline, and he quickly entered the state soon after the start. It was easy to win the passerby round.

"It's time to sleep...well."

Lin Chi yawned and was about to leave the assembly line. But I saw the friend information bar lit up.

"I have something to do with you." The content of the message sent by Bloodblade was very concise.

"What are you doing?" Lin Chi sent a message back.

"If you help me, I can provide more information about Methuselah."

"Oh, this is unnecessary." Lin Chi smiled, "I understand the specifics."

He had already met Methuselah himself, and he had much more information than Blood Blade, and there was no need to obtain information from the other party.

"Anyway, I'm here to work with you." Bloodblade seemed a little irritable: "Cooperate with me? It won't hurt you."

"Oh?"

Seeing this message, Lin Chi already understood what the other party wanted to do, but still knowingly asked: "What are you going to do?"

"I want to solve the'Hell's Horns' with you." Bloodblade quickly sent a message: "Are you in the group?"

"What's the matter, you have hatred with him?" Lin Chi asked.

"I was killed by him once." Bloodblade sent a voice message this time: "This person definitely has a problem."

"Oh?"

Realizing that the other party was a "victim" who died under the horns of hell, Lin Chi immediately got interested and asked, "What is going on, can you describe it in detail?"