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Chapter 15 Description Nine(1/2)

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"The sky collapses and the earth breaks————————”

The rumbled thunder resounded between the heaven and earth, and the earth swayed in an instant, and some stone pillars made cracks, as if they were about to break.

Relying on the pillar, the person who was still laughing just now suddenly became dizzy and couldn't stand, sitting on the ground and spinning with the ground. After about two seconds, he calmed down a little.

At this time, looking at the arena, thousands of people, the noise seemed to be in full swing.

"Oh my God, what is that?"

"What's going on?"

"A miracle?"

In the vision, huge rocks stood tall in the arena with their bodies covered with gullies and surrounded by huge sinkholes.

The edge of the sinkhole was covered with blood crocodile brains. A large number of fragments of corpses were mixed in everything, and it was difficult to tell whether it was a crocodile or a human.

Level 5 skill of the Temple of War God, the sky collapses and the earth splits. In addition to trapping the main target, the lethal power of this skill is mainly reflected in its power.

The enclosed area is huge and numerous, with tens of thousands of pounds of rocks, enough to smash and kill a large piece of blood crocodile.

I found that all the companions in front, back, left and right were turned into pieces all over the ground.

The pale-faced Blood Crocodile Knight turned uneasyly, looking for an opportunity to "break through". But he found himself surrounded by a sinkhole without a trace.

"Sparta!!!"

Just then, a tiger roared.

The Temple Warrior, whose veins are erect, clutched a sharp blade tightly, drew a beautiful arc in the air, and then cut the head of the Blood Crocodile Knight in the sinkhole without any bias.

A sharp blow!

The entire arena became quiet for a moment, and thousands of people didn't dare to show off, with a terrifying look.

The Blood Crocodile Knight seems to be very similar to hiding, but there is nowhere to hide.

Before the battle blade arrived, he felt like a huge rock pressing on his body. His breathing was immediately unsatisfactory, and when he moved his body, he felt like Mount Tai was pressing on his head. The bones in his body made crackling sounds under the invisible Central Asia, making a crackling sound, which was difficult to move at all.

Puchi————

A blow without resistance. The Temple Warrior landed heavily, pointing his sword in his hand to the side.

A red line appeared from the forehead to the lower abdomen behind him.

There was a constant stream of blood flowing out. In less than three seconds, two corpses carried a pile of colorful internal organs and poured down to the ground.

One hundred Temple warriors, plus Aaron. One hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred and one hundred

Rekton, the leader of the Blood Crocodile, who had just been alive and made thousands of people cheer, was now dead.

Aaron first gently picked up Rekton's broken head, then slowly turned around, raised his right hand high, and glanced at everyone's eyes in front of everyone's eyes.

The hoarse voice clearly reached everyone's ears, "Who else?"

Under the bright heavy helmet, the dragon licking blood faintly revealed in his sharp eyes, had already opened its cold fangs. "Who else?"

"Who else?"

Three times in a row, tens of thousands of people were silent.

The god of war's eyes was gloomy, comparable to the extremely dull sky before the heavy rain.

It seemed as if the anger that suppressed the thunderous thunder was about to burst out, but it was as cold as the sky was, making people feel scared and terrified.

Boom—————————

The huge rocks shattered into countless pieces, buried the sinkhole, buried the corpse fragments and the viscous blood on the arena.

Under the gaze of the crowd, Aaron was calm and calmly inserted into the head of the blood crocodile leader Rekton with a heavy spear, erected at the highest point of the rock fragments. Then he strode forward, and the blood-stained battle blade pointed at the countess in the arena and said coldly, "Ten times the challenge, then the bonus should also be ten times!"

The sound of the shaking sound in the ear surprised the countess, because the sound that stabbed her ear was as loud and terrifying as the horn of the judgement of the Doomsday.

Hulalala————

Under the Countess's stunned guidance, the arena staff poured a large number of one million gold coins from the surrounding walls to the arena.

At this point, the powerful attack method of the "Spartans" made the sky dark and dark, enough to make many people scatter.

On the audience stage, hundreds of people were bleeding from their seven orifices and were shocked to death. They discovered this terrifying scene. Some timid people, small spit bubbles, were emerging from their lips, and in a moment they turned into a lot of white foam.

Looking at a hundred warriors standing in the arena, everyone's hearts were stirred up, blood and corpses, gold coins and glory, power and destruction, intertwined an epic picture.

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"Splitting, splashing..."

The weather is changing in this season, and it is still sunny at noon, and it starts to rain in the afternoon.

I can't remember how many times Aaron stood in the light rain, listening to the clear and confused sound of rain, watching the wisps of water hugging everything, and intoxicated in this misty light rain. The wonders in the rain are always easy to touch endless thoughts.

The loud noise from the collapse of the sky and the earth shocked the entire Mercenary City.

There are more and more people in the arena, and the stands that can accommodate hundreds of thousands of people can no longer accommodate more people.

One hundred temple warriors stood in the rain, like a hundred statues that could not move.

Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo ———

The sound of horns came from the sky above the arena.

As we all know, the mercenary group dominates the entire mercenary city.

As the employer of several large mercenary groups, the King of Mercenaries needs strong financial resources if he wants to hire a powerful mercenary group.

If you want to hire a mercenary group of S-level legion in the name of a private person, then the mercenary king will definitely be able to fight against the country, otherwise it will be difficult for her to afford such a mercenary group.

Generally speaking, most members of the mercenary group have no other outstanding survival skills except for combat.

That's why they gather together and become a joint combat force. In order to survive better in this world.

The top of the flag flying into the arena is the spear tip, and if there is an eagle above the flag, it means that the mercenary king has arrived.

The Legion Eagle Flag means that the Eagle Group is here.

Among the top ten mercenary groups in the Mercenary City, their commanders are all important roles under the mercenary king, and their influence and personal abilities should not be underestimated.

As the people of the Mercenary City, they may not know the famous Spartan King, nor have they seen the Mercenary King, but no one will not know the two giants of the two S-level mercenary groups, "Black Hawk" and "Phantom".

The leader of the Black Eagle Mercenary Group, Bick, bowed his back, lowered his head, squinted his eyes, and held his hands behind him. Surrounded by many mercenary soldiers, he stopped looking around and stared at the arena, "Spartans, sub-gods?"

The leader of the Phantom Mercenary Group is a woman.

Jenny, with red hair and blue eyes, was wearing a white shirt and tight trousers, outlining the curves of her lower body. She hung a wide belt and wore a pair of bright long horse boots.

"Bik, don't use this kind of vision, to the Spartans, this is very impolite."

After hearing the words of the Phantom Mercenary Commander Jenny, the Black Hawk Mercenary Commander Bick snorted coldly, "It's just a group of dead people fighting against the trapped beasts."

Black Hawk and Phantom each have S-level mercenary groups with 30,000 elite warriors. In addition, there are Black Tiger, Spear, Bloodthirsty, Lightning, Judgment, Judgment, Guardian, and seven A-level mercenary groups with 5,000 members.

The head of the Blood Crocodile Mercenary Group, one of the top ten mercenary groups, attracted the attention of each mercenary group.

Woo——————The sound of the trumpet drags a long tail sound, symbolizing the entry of the mercenary king.

"When will there be an arena, and when will there be a warrior."

"The day when the arena collapses is the time when the kingdom guarded by the warriors perishes."

"If this kingdom perishes, the world will perish together... Great belongs to the king of mercenaries, glory belongs to all warriors!"

Amid this passionate call, the mercenary king Paijiu, surrounded by the guards of honor, came to the throne at the center of the arena.

The King of Mercenaries, Draw Nine.

Single eyelids, eyelashes are not long, but they are densely black, making the eyes surrounded by clouds and mist, hazy, and look enchanting, mysterious and seductive.

As usual, she covered her pleated skirt with a garment carved with the mercenary emblem. This garment is a large, open-breasted shawl with a seam beside her, and her arms can be stretched out and moved.

Although her black eyes were embedded in a reserved face, they were turbulent, clever, and full of scheming that was hard to guess. They were completely incomparable to her decorative appearance.

"The winner of the ten-time challenge was from the Spartans in the north of the Empire. I could not think of anyone else except the warriors of the Void Holy Group... Where is your Spartan King Kratos?"

The Mercenary City Arena, inside and out, has been surrounded and controlled by at least 100,000 mercenary soldiers.

Paijiu was high above, looking down at the "small" warriors in the arena. From her tone, she could tell that even if she knew that the other party was a warrior of the Holy Group, Paijiu didn't care.

Finally, Aaron, who had been sitting and not understanding, took action at the moment of seeing Paijiu.

He seemed to be lazy from Zhan Xiong who was breathing and did not dare to move, and walked forward a few steps. There was a curve on his lips. At this moment, his pupils were a little crystal black, but they were impeccable. In every move, there was an ethereal demeanor, and the elegance was impeccable.

"Tao Jiu, how dare you sit and talk to me?"

At first, when I heard this hoarse voice, I felt that the world was pale, and my whole body stood up from the throne as if I was electrocuted.

She was so shocked that just after the full moon, the baby suddenly heard lightning and his bones were about to shatter.

"God of War Augustus!!!???"
To be continued...
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