The supreme master of the female president

Hearing that the Drowned God rejected him again, Poros looked very gloomy, and said coldly: "In that case, I won't force you anymore, but you'd better not help Death, or don't blame me for being rude!"

Threatened by Poros, the Drowned God smiled lightly, not caring at all.

But following the subordinates beside him, the silhouettes flew out like swift arrows, and the sharp sickle in their hands released an extremely deep cold light.

Seeing the scythe cutting towards his neck, Poros did not dodge, but smiled contemptuously: "Jack, chop off his head!"

"call out!"

After Poros's words fell, the blond Jack raised a sharp long knife to block the scythe piercing the wind, and the two immediately launched a life-and-death duel.

When the people in the arena saw this disagreement, they immediately started killing. They were slightly shocked at first, and then they shouted loudly.

They are all people who live in the dark world. The blood and brutality inspire the wildness in their hearts. This is the exciting picture that everyone wants to see.

"clang!"

"clang!"

"clang!"

Jack, Poros' capable man, and the knight, one of the six guardians of the Drowned Temple, were evenly matched in strength. The two fought dozens of times, but neither could do anything to the other. Dazzling fire.

Just when the two were fighting fiercely and approaching white heat, a figure came from a distance, followed by many guards in armor and holding sharp steel spears.

"Holy Lord!" The guards in the arena, seeing Caesar coming, knelt down on one knee, showing respectful expressions.

Caesar glanced at Jack and the knights of the Drowned Temple, and stopped him calmly: "It's almost enough, stop!"

The Drowned God and Poros waved their hands in unison. Caesar is the second in command of the dark net, second only to the mysterious leader. Even if they are gods, they will always give this face.

Jack and the knights of the Drowned Temple hurried back to Poros and the Drowned God, but they all stared at each other with murderous eyes.

Caesar frowned. Fortunately, it was two little people dueling. Otherwise, if the Drowned God and Poros, apart from the leader of the dark net, he might not be able to stop it.

"The Drowned God, take your seat first!" Caesar said.

The Drowned God smiled flatly, and there was a clanging metal sound in his footsteps, and he sat on the position of the God of God. His legs were broken for some unknown reason a few years ago, and he replaced them with a knife forged from Damascus steel, which has great lethality .

"Reaper, haven't you arrived yet?" Caesar stared at the last empty seat with deep eyes. The twelve major forces and the four gods had all arrived, only Yang Yitian was missing.

Hearing Caesar's voice, Poros smiled meaningfully. He really wanted to see what kind of expression Yang Yitian would have when he saw him.

"After he arrives, the duel in the arena will begin again." Caesar's tone was low. This bloody and cruel duel was the prelude to the meeting of the gods, so five gods had to gather to start it.

"Won't that one come?" At this moment, the Faceless God, who didn't speak much, looked at Caesar.

"The leader has something to do. I will take over the whole meeting of the gods this time." Caesar said.

In the crowded arena, Ryoko Yamamoto got a little annoyed with waiting, and said angrily, "Why hasn't the god of death come yet? Everyone is waiting for him!"

Yang Yitian's gloomy pupils never left Poros' body. His hands clenched into fists made crackling sounds, and his whole heart was filled with blood rage.

After a long time, Yang Yitian let out a deep breath, and said to Ryoko Yamamoto in a hoarse voice, "Just wait here!"

Ryoko Yamamoto blinked in confusion and asked, "Why, where are you going?"

"You'll know later." Yang Yitian's complexion was deep, and he walked to the seat where the god was sitting after speaking. Ryoko Yamamoto was startled, and hurriedly pulled him back.

"What on earth are you going to do? You can't go to that place, or they will kill you!" Ryoko Yamamoto nervously reminded Yang Yitian that the location of the gods is not a place he can approach. Immediately be killed!

"That's right, let alone you, even an S-level killer is not qualified to approach the gods. If you dare to take a step closer, you will die without knowing how to die." The A-level strong man before glanced at Yang Yitian. All the important figures gathered in the front row, and even he could only wait and watch here, not daring to go any further.

Yang Yitian didn't want to explain too much, shook off Ryoko Yamamoto's grip on his hand, frowned, and repeated again: "Wait for me here!"

"I don't!" Ryoko Yamamoto bit her lips stubbornly. She could see that Yang Yitian hated Poros very much. She guessed that this man probably wanted to get close to the God of God and wait for an opportunity to take revenge, so she couldn't just let Yang Yitian go to die.

Yang Yitian's head was full of black lines, and the A-level strong man opened his mouth again, and said to Ryoko Yamamoto: "Little girl, since he wants to die so much, you should leave him alone, lest you also get yourself burned."

"Shut up, believe it or not, I'll cut off your tongue?" Ryoko Yamamoto's coquettish face suddenly became tense, and her soft and tender voice was filled with an unprecedented coldness.

Hearing this, the A-level brawny man sneered, glared at Ryoko Yamamoto, and said sinisterly: "Big words, if it wasn't for worrying about causing trouble in the arena, I would strip you naked right now!
Ryoko Yamamoto frowned. If she was in Ying Country, if someone dared to say such words to threaten her, the body would sink to the bottom of the sea in less than 10 minutes.

Yang Yitian raised his eyebrows slightly, and with those dark eyes, he glanced at this A-level strong man, and after remembering his appearance, he turned his head and said to Ryoko Yamamoto, "Come with me!"

Ryoko Yamamoto was slightly stunned, Yang Yitian didn't give her time to think too much, took her slender little hand, and walked towards the position of the god.

The A-level brawny man saw Yang Yitian leading Ryoko Yamamoto, walking toward the seat of the god without knowing his life, and sneered sarcastically, as if he had already seen the scene where they would be killed.

"Yang Yitian, are you crazy?!" Ryoko Yamamoto flustered, she kept struggling, trying to pull Yang Yitian back.

However, no matter how Ryoko Yamamoto struggled, there was no effect at all. Instead, under Yang Yitian's involvement, she got closer and closer to the four gods.

Near the seat of Tianshen, there are dozens of darknet guards. They carried sharp long knives at their waists. When they saw Yang Yitian and Ryoko Yamamoto approaching, they said domineeringly and sternly: "Stop, who is it?"

Caesar noticed the situation here, his eyes stayed on Yang Yitian's face, and said with a gentle smile: "Reaper, you are finally here!"

"Reaper?" Hearing Caesar's address to Yang Yitian, Ryoko Yamamoto's beautiful eyes widened infinitely, she raised her head in disbelief, and stared blankly at Yang Yitian, suspecting that she had heard it wrong.