Cold Star Blade

Unexpectedly, Ernie insisted: "Even though I'm not capable enough now, since the person who marked him is a scumbag, and I...you make it difficult for the Marshal to agree to something that goes against his own principles, it's wrong, but I— —”

Blake stopped Ernie from continuing to pursue justice indignantly, hooked his neck, and pulled him out of the room: "Your blood, you'd better wait until you are truly capable, come down to drink with me Have a glass of wine and calm down!"

Ernie emphasized unconvinced: "I'm not hotheaded or impulsive!"

Black dragged him to the bar, took a glass of fruit wine and put it in front of him: "After drinking, go to sleep."

"Life mentor" Blake immediately began to enlighten Ernie, and those words were all heard by the marshal.The marshal made the glass of fruit wine and handed it to him.

Sergeant Raymond went back to the police station to continue his work, and Lorenzo walked with him.James just finished drinking a cup of brandy black tea in the lobby, and because he couldn't sleep peacefully, he went to run errands with Raymond.

After Ernie learned about it, he seemed to be overwhelmed by the heavy thoughts in his heart, and he was unwilling to lag behind and said that he would go to the sheriff to see if he could help.

He originally wanted to follow Black and the others and contribute to the fight against the Colosseum of the Sun, but Black resolutely dismissed him.

Three days had passed since Suzaku was captured, and Black thought it was still necessary to split up, so on the one hand, to make Ernie feel self-worth, he gave some tasks, and Ernie finally reluctantly accepted.

The marshal came over to Blake, holding a tall glass that was being wiped in his hand. His gestures were familiar, and his movements were light and gentle, which really didn't match his ice-cold face.

"You seem to have double standards." The marshal said.

Black understood the reason for his intentional rant, and said disapprovingly, "How can a veteran official like the Marshal, who is in a high position and holds a lot of power, be treated the same as a student who is not yet full-fledged."

Marshal is very smart | Huixin, immediately understood: "You mean, how much power you have, how much responsibility you have to bear?"

Black said: "I have always thought so, the Marshal can not take it seriously. However, next, we should do something that only we can do."

The marshal frowned and said, "In your eyes, you never thought of me as an officer, right?"

Blake was taken aback for a moment, then scratched his head in embarrassment and smiled, "I'm sorry, I offended you, Marshal, by uttering outrageous words for a while. I really forgot my identity. I'm just a little technician's assistant in one of your corps."

The marshal thought like a needle, "Just think about it, Sergeant Black."

"Huh? Isn't it a corporal?"

"Don't you have the habit of checking your emails regularly? Because of the honor you won for the Royal Military Academy and the Fighting Gods, you were awarded the rank of sergeant."

"Ah..." Black quickly thanked Dade and said in a persuasive manner: "Thank you Marshal for your cultivation and encouragement all the time. It's really an honor for me to be promoted and raise my salary so quickly."

The marshal gave him a sideways glance, and gave him a two-word evaluation: "Pretentious."

The Colosseum of the Sun is a well-known gambling and entertainment venue for the wealthy in Megara City. The owner is very mysterious and rarely shows up. He has a group of headhunters with extraordinary skills and well-equipped equipment, specially selecting desperate and valuable warriors. Put them in a death-to-death carnage for the rich and powerful to have fun.

Black and Marshal continued to disguise themselves, and through the channel arranged by Lorenzo, they successfully became Colosseum players.

On the surface, it is also reasonable for them to be willing to sell themselves for insurance to make huge fortunes.Therefore, when Lorenzo's subordinates introduced them to the Colosseum headhunters, saying that they owed a lot of money to the boss of "Iron Crocodile" and that they were pretty good at it, the headhunters didn't suspect anything at all.

Moreover, the Colosseum has always welcomed Angel Freemasons. The leader of the headhunter told them that most of the income of the Colosseum is actually contributed to the Freemasonry to help poor refugees, so they are a "charity relief organization."

That was the most shameless thing Blake had heard this year.

The slaughter match is the top, bloodiest and most exciting event in the Colosseum.Players need to ride the most ferocious beasts and fight one-on-one in the arena. Only the winner can survive.Usually, the contestants will turn into the mouth of a beast, be bitten alive and devoured to death.This extremely cruel and cruel scene is often the most pleasing to those high-ranking people who are dissatisfied with their desires.Therefore, it is also the most prestigious signboard of the Colosseum of the Sun.

And this competition needs a steady stream of new faces to increase the variability and unknownness.Some resident players who have kept winning records in a row have already made the rich numb and tired.

Ming Jin, the person in charge of the Colosseum, is a short, thin old man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. He is good at seeing through the characteristics and values ​​of all kinds of players, and he is the first right-hand man of the boss behind the scenes.

After getting a general understanding of the Colosseum from the clues provided by Lorenzo, Blake and his "mistress" Scarlett had a "tryst" private chat in the aisle of the players' rest area.

"They put us in separate halves," Blake said.

There are four divisions for players, which are divided according to the characteristics of their abilities, namely: Lightning Zone, Heavy Armed Zone, Tactician Zone, and Comprehensive Zone.

Blake entered the comprehensive area. To put it bluntly, he has comprehensive abilities, but to put it badly, he has no characteristics.The comprehensive area is basically equal to the cannon fodder area.

Each division will list ten resident players and ten reserve players every day.

The resident players have an appearance fee, and the flop will increase the number of games. If you are lucky, you may not have to play for several consecutive weeks; the reserve players will play in order of numbers. Permanent player.

There are four games every day, three hot games are played by reserve players, and one finale game is played by resident players.It can be seen that the resident players not only have a lot of money, but also do not play frequently.The reserve players are reincarnated at three times the speed.

Black commented on this: "This competition system is much more exciting than the Military Academy Mecha League. The boss is very good at hype and operation. We should let the Mecha League learn from it!"

The marshal said: "You seem to like this kind of exciting competition?"

Black faintly suppressed the bloody expression, and said with a low smile: "Well, there is a factor of seeking adventure in my bones. Only in adversity can I know my limit."

The marshal declined to comment, and instead said: "I'm in the tactician area, and the two of us are very likely to meet before we win three games in a row."

If they want to investigate the Colosseum of the Sun in depth, they must ensure that they will continue to win.

Black let his body sink into the corner, relaxed and depressed: "I am number three, and you are number four. The probability of encountering them is very high according to the current order of rotation. Fortunately, there are only three games a day, and there are still plenty of opportunities." Give us more time, and if it does happen, there will always be a solution.”

The marshal hesitated for a moment, before walking away, he said, "Don't die here."

That day, Blake will play.

The marshal watched the game through the live screen in the lobby of the players' rest area.

After being baptized by gunfire, seeing scenes of survival from the dead in even crueler battlefields, and even having dark memories, these past engraved in his blood have made this man sharpen his will like steel, and his eyes are like wind and rain The indestructible and quiet mountain will not react much to such a small scene as a killing match.

The crowd in the hall was turbulent, and some people were frightened, but he was like a cold shadow, staring at the screen calmly.

The two contestants were put into the arena with shelters such as rocks and plants. Black was wearing a red uniform and riding a one-horned gray scaled beast that looked like a rhinoceros. His opponent was from the heavily armed area, riding There was a dragon-like beast two or three times bigger than it, and the four claws, sides, and head of the ferocious beast had mechanical hooks, spewing out waves of fire, and Blake was thrown off his mount shortly after the start.

These ferocious beasts had been drugged and specially trained by the Colosseum. Once the rider fell, the gray-scaled beast would chase its original rider Black with red pupils and attack.

The opponent riding the dragon-like beast refused to let him go. Facing a double-sided attack, Blake was cornered and had no way to escape.

The hall was already full of noise because of this scene, "Kill him to death! Kill him to death!" This kind of ruthless voice reverberated endlessly, making one horrified.

Only the marshal remained calm, his eyes fixed on the embarrassed Black on the screen.

The rider will wear a mind-controlled AI guide device. In front of Black, various data are refreshed. How effective the guide device can be depends on how precise the rider's mind control is.This thing is equivalent to a simplified version of the S-class mecha holographic eye mask.

Skilled drivers can use it to obtain various parameter information such as beasts, opponents, weapons, and attack effects in a timely manner, and identify tactical points on the map.

If you train for a long time, many people can master it proficiently, but the Colosseum does not give newcomers the opportunity to explore it, it all depends on the ability to respond on the spot.

Suddenly, Black ran towards the dragon-like beast desperately, and the gray-scaled beast turned around and chased after it, opened its bloody mouth, drooling, and tried to bite Black's back several times.Due to repeated evasions, it suddenly opened its mouth and roared furiously, spewing out acid and splashing it on the head of the dragon-like beast.

The dragon-like beast was injured by the corrosive acid, and it also became furious, rushing forward and biting the gray-scaled beast fiercely.

At this time, the rider of the dragon-like beast was also thrown off, almost in an instant, his body was immediately disembowelled by the front paw of the dragon-like beast, his intestines leaked out, and he screamed in pain.

The bloody and miserable scene set off a surprise in the gambler stands. Under those indifferent and shining eyes, within a moment, the man's eyes froze and he stopped screaming.

However, the two ferocious beasts were still fighting bloody and bloody, with flames and dust flying around, mixed with frightening roars.It didn't take long for the two of them to fall to the ground almost dead together, with bloodstains and minced meat all over the place.

There was a sigh in the background.

People in the hall also began to discuss: "Where is the other guy?"

"It's been trampled and turned into meatloaf." The player who is used to it said calmly.

"Both sides are hurt again. It's not a contest between riders at all. It's just to see how they were killed by the beast." The speaker felt disgusted with lingering fear.

"Both of them died happily. Last time, one of them was wrapped around his body by a manticore in heat, and he was tortured to death slowly for half an hour."

"However, that manticore really fell in love, and died sadly on the spot." The old players were having fun, while the new players looked even more sour.

The marshal's eyes were gloomy, staring at the screen intently.

He is now dressed in a cold and ascetic woman's attire. Several muscular men wanted to strike up a conversation with "her", but "she" ignored them at all.

A figure crawled out from among the rocks. Although his clothes were ragged, his body was covered with scars, his face was unkempt, and he was too embarrassed to recognize his original appearance, he showed a signature relaxed smile. He took off the guide instrument that half covered the left ear and the back of his head, and his eyes were bright. Like a star, he waved his hand to signal the referee at the height.

The referee finally announced with great enthusiasm: "Red Fang, today's newcomer Ba Ruide won by a thrill! It's really a game with twists and turns..."

"This guy is so lucky!"

"This luck is just to make him live until the next more cruel game."

Amidst the chatter, the Marshal sighed softly.