Casting spells

At the same time, the camera team also had to remove the fixed cameras and relocate them in various corners of the arena.

About 10 minutes later, everyone including the eight contestants cheered, and Zhang Cheng stood in the middle of the field, opened his arms and shouted in an impassioned tone: "Ladies! Gentlemen!

In ancient Rome more than 2000 years ago, there used to be a group of brave gladiators.

They bet their own lives, and in order to win freedom and glory, they presented one after another wonderful game to the people at that time.

Today, we will reproduce this scene and reproduce the exciting fight.

Next, let’s invite our two contestants from the first game, the shapeshifter from the Balkans and the death priest from ancient Egypt. "

Accompanied by the tsunami-like cheers from the stands, two middle-aged men in different costumes slowly came to the center of the arena, with undisguised cold killing intent in their eyes.

Because they all know very well that they have no way out.Once it starts, one of them is bound to fall forever, and only the winner is eligible to survive and enter the next round.

Of course, luckier than the ancient Roman gladiators, the participants in the death fight were not slaves, and most of them did it out of their own will, so there was basically no coercion.

Sensing the rising fighting spirit of the two contestants, Zhang Cheng took a few steps back and announced straightforwardly: "The competition begins!"

moment!

The shape-shifter leaped forward and rushed at the opponent. At the same time, during the jump, his entire body changed rapidly. When he fell, he was no longer in human form, but a huge brown bear dog.

Especially the mouth full of sharp fangs, if it is bitten, it will be half disabled even if it does not die.

"Hatura!"

The death priest from Egypt raised his hand and spit out a strange syllable from his mouth.

next second!

The gravel on the ground suddenly began to spin at a high speed, forming a powerful tornado, which forcibly dragged the huge brown bear dog into it.

In less than a few seconds, the thick fur was torn apart by the high-speed moving gravel, and a large amount of blood and pieces of meat were scattered and splashed along with the tornado, forming a blood-curdling mist.

However, the size of the brown bear dog is really too big. Although the bloody wounds look terrifying, they are actually all skin wounds and do not really pose a threat to the internal organs and bones.

In the blink of an eye, it got rid of the obstacles of the tornado, and opened its bloody mouth to attack the opponent's neck, intending to kill with one blow and end the opening battle.

"Hmph! Stupid beasts will never understand the greatness of death." The priest sneered and mocked, and without warning, he grabbed something that looked like ashes from his pocket and raised it gently.

woo-woo-woo-

I saw that where the dust had passed, there were more than [-] mummies with bandages all over their bodies standing densely, and they continued to let out low growls of unknown meaning.

The poor shapeshifter had no time to react, and was thrown to the ground by groups of mummies. No matter how hard he struggled, it was of no avail. He could only watch helplessly as those bandages exuding a weird smell wound him tighter and tighter. Tight, and finally strangled to death.

Just when the audience thought that the first battle had come to an end, the priest walked up to the dying opponent in a leisurely manner, took out a strangely shaped dagger, sliced ​​open his stomach bit by bit, and wiped out the bloody blood inside. The internal organs were taken out, and the whole process of making a mummy was demonstrated on the spot.

bloody!

cruel!

No mercy!

When he turned to leave, the brown bear dog with bandages all over his body stood up and followed like a real dog.

"Damn it! He made my person into a living corpse?!" One of the organizers suddenly stood up from his seat, his eyes burst into flames of anger.

After all, it is one thing to kill an opponent, but quite another to not spare the corpse.

"Calm down! My friend! You should understand that these contestants always have various goals, as long as they can satisfy the audience's desire for blood and killing, no matter what they do in the competition, it is their freedom. "Old Nazes raised his glass full of red wine and said meaningfully.

Zhang Cheng, who had just announced the start of the second match, immediately cast teleportation magic to the stands, and nodded approvingly: "That's right! Not only should we not limit players' performance in the match, we should even encourage those who can bring More bloody and exciting people. You must know that only in this way can more people be attracted to participate, making it the most influential event in the underground world. Look at the enthusiastic reactions of the audience, and you will know how much people have in their hearts. Love this image."

If you observe carefully, you will find that on the back of his right hand, there is a black line that appears and disappears, as if it is alive.

Obviously, this is not an ordinary magic tattoo or anything else, but a symbol that only appears when offering sacrifices to the rules of death.

Unlike Faust's way of paying the price, Zhang Cheng did not plan to find densely populated areas to cause massacres every once in a while. Instead, he chose to use the high-quality souls produced by life-and-death struggles to win the favor of the rules of death.

According to the different mental states during life, the quality of the soul is also divided into grades, among which the highest grade is undoubtedly the kind of person who is determined and will not change his mind no matter what kind of pain and setbacks he suffers. The society usually regards this kind of person as People call them heroes or great men, which are things that can be met but not sought after.

In contrast, the second class refers to the kind of guy who is not afraid of death, dares to die with his opponent, or dies generously.

The contestants in the death fight obviously belong to the second category, and they are the most ideal sacrifices for death...

Chapter 833 Prizes

As the brave and fearless contestants fell into a pool of blood one after another, Zhang Cheng could even clearly feel the power of death gathering around his body, exuding emotions like cheers.

Of course, this is just a metaphor and description. The rules of death do not actually have any emotion. It is more like an objective law often mentioned in books. It exists from the beginning of the birth of the world and the entire universe, and it ensures that everything will eventually return eternal death.

However, using some methods similar to loopholes, Zhang Cheng paid the price by sacrificing his soul, making the rules of death favor him more, and making him obey his will within a certain range.

Seeing the black line on his arm getting deeper and clearer, a strange color flashed quickly in his eyes. Just as he was about to try to control and use this power, Nazes who was sitting next to him suddenly pulled He leaned his head over and said excitedly, "Your Excellency, I just got an exciting piece of good news. Guess how many people have watched our live broadcast so far, and how many people have participated in betting?"

"How much?" Zhang Cheng asked casually.

"50 people! A total of 50 people watched tonight's game through the live broadcast. According to the feedback from the scene, everyone was like crazy, immersed in the bloody fight and couldn't extricate themselves. And the total betting amount was as high as 33 A thousand gold dinars and more than [-] billion US dollars. There is no doubt that we have achieved unprecedented success." The mixed-race old siren gave the answer excitedly.

There is no way not to be excited!

This is almost fifteen to twenty times the profit of his previous voyage!

Not to mention the potential influence and real power gained with the expansion of scale!

"Oh? It sounds pretty good. It seems that I need to add fire to make the final more attractive, don't you?" Zhang Cheng subconsciously glanced at the center of the arena.

I saw that the second semi-final, which was extremely fierce a few minutes ago, had come to an end. The winner was none other than the black woman Elizabeth had bet on before.

With the cooperation of multiple animals and the spirit of nature, she defeated her opponent at the cost of minor injuries. At this moment, she is carefully treating her injuries, while taking the time to rest and recover her strength as much as possible to prepare for the final match.

"I heard that you have prepared a prize for the champion. May I ask, what is the prize?" Another charming woman showed a curious look.

"Of course! Who can refuse a young and beautiful lady like you?" Zhang Cheng stared meaningfully at the other's attractive red lips, to be precise, the slightly sharp teeth hidden under the red lips, without panic Busily took out a small bottle of specially improved evolution potion.

Even without opening his mouth, he knew that this unbelievably beautiful woman was not human at all, but a pure-blooded sea monster. Once she fell into the water, she would immediately reveal her true colors as half-human, half-fish.

"A bottle of potion?" The siren's eyes lit up slightly.

Zhang Cheng nodded lightly: "That's right! But it's not a potion in the ordinary sense, but a bottle of powerful potion that can produce permanent changes. As for the effect, you can see it with your own eyes after a while."

After saying this, he ignored the other party, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and teleported directly to the center of the big arena, beckoning to the last two contestants who were still alive for the time being, followed by , immediately announced the start of the finals.

But this time, he did not return to the stands, but stood in the center of the field, slowly injecting his huge magic power into the ground into the ground, forming a complex and complete magic circle.

In this way, even if he is not present, the soul of the deceased will be imprisoned, waiting for him to personally preside over the sacrificial ceremony and pay the price of using the death rules.