courier in movie world
Chapter 779 The Celebration Begins
Chapter 779 The Celebration Begins
"Kill...killed?!"
The crowd exploded.
It is not an exaggeration to say that everyone in this room bears several lives on their backs. In this age of worthless people, human lives are worthless at all.
But where is this place?
When is this?
Before the celebration was about to start, there was an infighting in the small room, and people were killed directly.
Such behavior will have dire consequences.
Because everyone here, their lives do not belong to them.
Maka's pupils instantly shrank like needlepoints. At this moment, he felt a chill like an abyss from the harmless guy opposite him.
How dare he do it?
And this guy's strength...
The man on the ground was still twitching, his whole head was like a split fruit, and a strong smell of blood filled the entire room.
Maka's eyes were fixed on Mo Sen. He was neither advancing nor retreating at this time. He could only tighten his muscles, ready to fight back at any time.
Mo Sen's body leaned slightly, and Maka couldn't help shrinking back when he saw this. Although he was a reckless man, it didn't mean he had no brains at all. If he did something at this time, not to mention the result, he would definitely be whipped in the end.
"What's the matter?"
Mawson smiled.
"Aren't you trying to kill me?"
The question seemed familiar, but the kill word seemed to be stuck in his throat. Maka could only turn his head away and let out a symbolic cold snort.
"Don't worry, the wrestling for a while is my stage. I will kill Achilles with my own hands and become the new God of War of Argos."
"As for you..."
"It's nothing more than a trivial stepping stone!"
Maka raised his head, pretending not to care, then stood up, took a step back, and walked out through the crowd.
He was going to go out to get some air, and he was really afraid that an accident would happen to that guy.
Mo Sen just smiled, but didn't tease Maka again.
In fact, at the moment just now, murderous intent really rose in his heart, and he was almost about to put it into action.
It's just that at the moment of doing it, a certain fluctuation in Maka's body made Mo Sen feel a little bit.
A special source of energy gifted by engineers.
"Is it the source fragment?"
"Do not……"
Mawson shook his head.
"It's so faint, so faint that it's almost hard to feel it."
"Is it an illusion?"
"Or, is it just some aura that this Maca has contaminated around some kind of suspected source fragment?"
Mawson wasn't quite sure either.
Just now he felt it carefully again, but that feeling disappeared, but now that he had some clues, Mo Sen calmed down.
In his eyes, this Maca is just an insignificant person. If he doesn't know how to kill him casually, that's all. As for the consequences?
A slave is nothing more than a king, so what?
"Oh!"
With a loud bang, the door was knocked open, and a fat, bald, middle-aged man walked in surrounded by several soldiers.
Behind him, a gladiator quietly mixed into the crowd, apparently this guy just ran to inform the crowd.
The fat man walked over angrily.
"damn it!"
"Who told you to move your hand?!"
"It cost a lot of money to buy him back then, but now that he is dead, will you pay for the debts he owed and the money he paid for his life?"
Mo Sen didn't even look at the fat man in front of him, "What time is it, hasn't the wrestling started yet?"
This middle-aged fat man is the supervisor of Doron. He runs the slave business and has inherited the two most famous gladiator training camps in Argos.
Before Achilles appeared, his gladiators had always been the winners in the arena of Argos.
Different from his good-natured appearance, Doron himself has a vicious mind and is extremely harsh on his gladiators. However, he has kept a huge private army in captivity, which can suppress the resistance of the slaves at any time.
Duo Lun's mung bean-sized eyes were gloomy. He wanted to chop the oriental man in front of him into a meat paste, but remembering the warning from the upper city last night, he could only snort coldly.
"What are you doing?"
"Do you want the corpse to stink here?"
He stretched out his carrot-thin fingers and casually pointed at a few people, "You, you, and you, clean up this place."
He covered his mouth and nose, "From today on, the debt on this guy will be yours!"
Doron snorted coldly at Mo Sen.
After finishing speaking, he frowned in disgust, turned and left, before leaving, his gaze swept across a figure in the crowd, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.
"I thought I could teach them a lesson, but I didn't expect that it was this Oriental who did it."
Doron looked gloomy.
"This oriental must die in the duel!"
Heavy thunder and little rain.
Duo Lun rushed in aggressively, but in the end he left after saying a few innocuous words.
Everyone in the room looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing Mo Sen's origin for a while.
After this happened, no one would provoke Mo Sen. Mo Sen found a comfortable place, leaned against the wall, and closed his eyes to rest.
In the eyes of outsiders, he seems to have fallen asleep, but Mo Sen is constantly mobilizing the energy in his body, and at the same time studying the little original energy left by the engineer.
This is the key for him to find the source fragments.
As time went on, the atmosphere in the room became more and more oppressive, and in the end, everyone lost interest in talking.
Boom boom boom!
On this day, the whole of Argos becomes a sea of joy, and everyone, rich or poor, dresses up to travel.
There is also much less crime on the city streets, and even the most vicious people get a moment of piety on this day of worshiping the gods.
But these happy noises entering the room made it even more depressing.
After playing, no one knows whether he can survive. Here, besides the absolute strength, the most important thing is luck.
Rumble!
After an unknown amount of time, the whole room vibrated. When Mo Sen opened his eyes, he was surprised to find that the room they were in seemed to be moving.
"here we go!"
Someone whispered, and the expressions on everyone's faces became solemn.
After a while, the vibration stopped.
Squeak!
A whole wall at the end of the room was split from the middle, and the door behind it was sealed, and behind the cracked wall was a room full of various weapons and armor equipment.
There stood a giant man nearly 2 meters tall with scars all over his body. One of his eyes was blind and half of his head collapsed. He was so seriously injured. I don’t know how he persisted in the first place. survived.
"Come and pick your own weapons!"
"This year's gladiatorial events have been advanced!"
Everyone's face darkened slightly.
An earlier time means they fight longer, which leads to more kills and deaths.
The giant man gave a cruel smile.
"Guess, after the celebration, how many of you can survive?"
(End of this chapter)
"Kill...killed?!"
The crowd exploded.
It is not an exaggeration to say that everyone in this room bears several lives on their backs. In this age of worthless people, human lives are worthless at all.
But where is this place?
When is this?
Before the celebration was about to start, there was an infighting in the small room, and people were killed directly.
Such behavior will have dire consequences.
Because everyone here, their lives do not belong to them.
Maka's pupils instantly shrank like needlepoints. At this moment, he felt a chill like an abyss from the harmless guy opposite him.
How dare he do it?
And this guy's strength...
The man on the ground was still twitching, his whole head was like a split fruit, and a strong smell of blood filled the entire room.
Maka's eyes were fixed on Mo Sen. He was neither advancing nor retreating at this time. He could only tighten his muscles, ready to fight back at any time.
Mo Sen's body leaned slightly, and Maka couldn't help shrinking back when he saw this. Although he was a reckless man, it didn't mean he had no brains at all. If he did something at this time, not to mention the result, he would definitely be whipped in the end.
"What's the matter?"
Mawson smiled.
"Aren't you trying to kill me?"
The question seemed familiar, but the kill word seemed to be stuck in his throat. Maka could only turn his head away and let out a symbolic cold snort.
"Don't worry, the wrestling for a while is my stage. I will kill Achilles with my own hands and become the new God of War of Argos."
"As for you..."
"It's nothing more than a trivial stepping stone!"
Maka raised his head, pretending not to care, then stood up, took a step back, and walked out through the crowd.
He was going to go out to get some air, and he was really afraid that an accident would happen to that guy.
Mo Sen just smiled, but didn't tease Maka again.
In fact, at the moment just now, murderous intent really rose in his heart, and he was almost about to put it into action.
It's just that at the moment of doing it, a certain fluctuation in Maka's body made Mo Sen feel a little bit.
A special source of energy gifted by engineers.
"Is it the source fragment?"
"Do not……"
Mawson shook his head.
"It's so faint, so faint that it's almost hard to feel it."
"Is it an illusion?"
"Or, is it just some aura that this Maca has contaminated around some kind of suspected source fragment?"
Mawson wasn't quite sure either.
Just now he felt it carefully again, but that feeling disappeared, but now that he had some clues, Mo Sen calmed down.
In his eyes, this Maca is just an insignificant person. If he doesn't know how to kill him casually, that's all. As for the consequences?
A slave is nothing more than a king, so what?
"Oh!"
With a loud bang, the door was knocked open, and a fat, bald, middle-aged man walked in surrounded by several soldiers.
Behind him, a gladiator quietly mixed into the crowd, apparently this guy just ran to inform the crowd.
The fat man walked over angrily.
"damn it!"
"Who told you to move your hand?!"
"It cost a lot of money to buy him back then, but now that he is dead, will you pay for the debts he owed and the money he paid for his life?"
Mo Sen didn't even look at the fat man in front of him, "What time is it, hasn't the wrestling started yet?"
This middle-aged fat man is the supervisor of Doron. He runs the slave business and has inherited the two most famous gladiator training camps in Argos.
Before Achilles appeared, his gladiators had always been the winners in the arena of Argos.
Different from his good-natured appearance, Doron himself has a vicious mind and is extremely harsh on his gladiators. However, he has kept a huge private army in captivity, which can suppress the resistance of the slaves at any time.
Duo Lun's mung bean-sized eyes were gloomy. He wanted to chop the oriental man in front of him into a meat paste, but remembering the warning from the upper city last night, he could only snort coldly.
"What are you doing?"
"Do you want the corpse to stink here?"
He stretched out his carrot-thin fingers and casually pointed at a few people, "You, you, and you, clean up this place."
He covered his mouth and nose, "From today on, the debt on this guy will be yours!"
Doron snorted coldly at Mo Sen.
After finishing speaking, he frowned in disgust, turned and left, before leaving, his gaze swept across a figure in the crowd, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.
"I thought I could teach them a lesson, but I didn't expect that it was this Oriental who did it."
Doron looked gloomy.
"This oriental must die in the duel!"
Heavy thunder and little rain.
Duo Lun rushed in aggressively, but in the end he left after saying a few innocuous words.
Everyone in the room looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing Mo Sen's origin for a while.
After this happened, no one would provoke Mo Sen. Mo Sen found a comfortable place, leaned against the wall, and closed his eyes to rest.
In the eyes of outsiders, he seems to have fallen asleep, but Mo Sen is constantly mobilizing the energy in his body, and at the same time studying the little original energy left by the engineer.
This is the key for him to find the source fragments.
As time went on, the atmosphere in the room became more and more oppressive, and in the end, everyone lost interest in talking.
Boom boom boom!
On this day, the whole of Argos becomes a sea of joy, and everyone, rich or poor, dresses up to travel.
There is also much less crime on the city streets, and even the most vicious people get a moment of piety on this day of worshiping the gods.
But these happy noises entering the room made it even more depressing.
After playing, no one knows whether he can survive. Here, besides the absolute strength, the most important thing is luck.
Rumble!
After an unknown amount of time, the whole room vibrated. When Mo Sen opened his eyes, he was surprised to find that the room they were in seemed to be moving.
"here we go!"
Someone whispered, and the expressions on everyone's faces became solemn.
After a while, the vibration stopped.
Squeak!
A whole wall at the end of the room was split from the middle, and the door behind it was sealed, and behind the cracked wall was a room full of various weapons and armor equipment.
There stood a giant man nearly 2 meters tall with scars all over his body. One of his eyes was blind and half of his head collapsed. He was so seriously injured. I don’t know how he persisted in the first place. survived.
"Come and pick your own weapons!"
"This year's gladiatorial events have been advanced!"
Everyone's face darkened slightly.
An earlier time means they fight longer, which leads to more kills and deaths.
The giant man gave a cruel smile.
"Guess, after the celebration, how many of you can survive?"
(End of this chapter)
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