Crazy...all crazy!

Earl Cruz sat in the audience and listened quietly to the discussions of the audience around him.

If the dilapidated and desolate stadium changes at the beginning, and when one side becomes a lush forest and the other side becomes a place of evil like the undead, the audience around Cruz will cheer at most.

Count Cruz can understand this, and no audience will be stingy with their cheers when they see such a miraculous scenery.

Until a group of people who seemed to be walking out of the painting appeared in the center of the field, the audience around Count Cruz entered a state of madness.

This crazy state is like a loyal admirer seeing his own gladiator appear on the field, even more exaggerated.

"The Trembling One! It's really the living Trembling One! He actually appeared directly on the field."

"He looks taller than in the game!"

The tremor, the name is something the older generation of people from the Iron Country doesn't want to hear. Perhaps the people of the Frost Country regard the tremor as a hero, but in the eyes of the Earl of Cruz... he must spit a mouthful of phlegm on the guy's tombstone.

But in fact, the history related to the Trembier is too long. Young people who have reached the Iron Country have forgotten his existence.

Few people in the Count Cruz's generation know about this tremor...

But now all the audience around Count Cruz know the tremor clearly, no matter which country they are from!

When did this damn thug become so famous?

"The Crohill team chose the Deep Sea Banshee and the Elf Pioneer for the second hand!"

The commentary of the Brass Dragon interrupted Count Cruz's thoughts at this moment.

On the field below, a hero with a human body and snake tail slid her tail to the altar where Crohill team was located, and finally stayed next to the player named Brela.

The Deep Sea Banshee, a creature that should only exist in the legendary land of the Sea, now also appears on the field.

There was also an elf who came to Crohill's team with this Siren.

After the elf pioneer walked onto the stage, he released a falcon made of green light and hovered around the entire arena.

All the falcons fly by, colorful petals fall down... and raise the atmosphere of the entire arena again.

"Kamshikna seems to smile at me!"

"Stop worrying about this, don't you think Kamshikna's bust is much larger than in the game!"

Earl Cruz's eyes were annotating the dynamics of the "heroes coming out of the painting" below, but his ears were silently listening to the discussions of the audience around him.

They were discussing the origins of those heroes at the beginning, but now they seem to be starting to talk about some not-so-good topics.

"Speaking of this, I've seen a secret collection of paintings like the Elf Pioneer, and the content is absolutely excellent."

"What? You saw it there..."

"Can two friends talk with each other?"

Earl Cruz listened to the trend of a group of audiences discussing the gradually changing trend. He coughed hard a few times, and then stared at the audiences discussing unsuitable topics with a stern look.

This is a battlefield where cast iron players participate. In the eyes of Count Cruz, it is also a blasphemy to talk about such romantic topics below.

Earl Cruz's stern eyes worked, and they all closed their mouths.

"Hey! The painting collections you mentioned can be bought there."

Qiao Xiu, behind Earl Cruz, spoke out at this time to ask the group of spectators below, but they ignored Qiao Xiu and didn't even look back.

"Are you really interested in those collections?"

Qiao Xiu did not ask any further, and Xiri, who was sitting next to Qiao Xiu, gently pulled the corner of Qiao Xiu's clothes.

"I'm not interested, this should be considered a banned book in Nolan."

Qiao Xiu and Xili have been together for so long, and they clearly know that praising another woman's breasts in front of Xili is enough to make Xili sad and triple her appetite.

The elf pioneer Kamshikna is currently the best-sized female heroes of the Holy Spirit. Qiao Xiu's modeling is also very exquisite, which has led many Holy Spirit players to regard him as their dream lover.

But unfortunately, Tailin's fans at least also attend Tailin's concert. They are lucky enough to shake hands and have some thoughts.

The admirer of this elf pioneer probably... can only maintain spiritual love.

However, compared with this pioneer, Xili was completely defeated in terms of figure.

"I mean..." Xiri paused for a moment when she said this, and finally put her lips on Qiao Xiu's ear and whispered, "If you want to see it, actually... I can draw it too."

What a great girl.

This is Qiao Xiu’s only idea now. He is willing to draw a small album of the virtual characters you like when you need them... Qiao Xiu was so moved that he almost burst into tears.

"Then go back and draw a book for me. If the protagonist says...hehe! Let's watch the game first."

Qiao Xiu realized that he was sitting in a public place and rationally stopped this bad topic.

On the other hand, the current Earl Cruz, the audience who were not polite just now, really made him angry about discussing some indecent topics in front of so many people, but this anger soon dissipated with the explanation of the Brass Dragon.

"The fourth hero chosen by the Cast Iron Man is Germael, the team lineup has been basically determined, and it looks like a strong attack route with the Cermael as the core output point."

Count Cruz had never played with the Holy Spirit, so he didn't understand what the Brass Dragon was saying. But the audience sitting around Count Cruz had another huge qualitative change in the topic at this moment.

"Isn't there a God-given daughter in the cast iron team? How could it be based on the sword as the core? The sword should be the roaming position."

"If the daughter of Yitian Given is just an ordinary support, there is no problem with her skills in assisting."

"The heroes of Crohill team are mostly controlled skills, and there is no chance for the sword to break."

Earl Cruz felt a little dizzy, and it felt like a group of mice mingling in the shadow of the street, communicating with what had happened recently, and in the next second he transformed into commanders on the battlefield.

They were talking a lot on the map of the battlefield, and the key was that Count Cruz had never played with the Holy Spirit. What they were talking about, what core, roaming position, control... sounded particularly powerful.

"Everyone sitting beside you is a Holy Spirit player, and they are as familiar with this battlefield as the contestants below." Joshu's voice sounded behind Earl Cruz.

"The audience was also a warrior on this battlefield..."

Earl Cruz murmured to himself that this situation would never happen in the gladiatorial match of the Kingdom of Steel.

The audience simply bought tickets to watch the bloody duel. The audience did not understand the gladiatorial competition, let alone experienced it personally. Almost all the audience was a group of laymen.

All those audiences can do is buy tickets and shout their supportive names. If they are in a relatively low-end game, they will bet on which side will win.

But all the audience here are warriors who have experienced the Holy Spirit battlefield. They gathered together and began to predict the direction of the battlefield.

Count Cruz listened quietly to their discussion. The keywords sounded particularly familiar to him, but they were completely different from those in the real battlefield.

Seeing them discussing so enthusiastically, Earl Cruz had the idea of ​​joining it for a moment, but unfortunately... he didn't understand this game at all.

If he could still talk about the battlefield in reality, unfortunately, he would only choose to remain silent now.

"The heroes of both sides have been selected, and the horn of war has been blown... The Cast Iron Man's Goddess chose the middle lane, and the hero she is about to face is the enemy's deep-sea banshee."

The Brass Dragon announced the official start of the first showdown in the Open.
Chapter completed!