The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

Putting aside the mysterious structure of the shadows in this hall, Karasawa returned his attention to the cavalrymen dragging Bile away.

As the dragging continued, the bright red wine splashed on the soft ground, and the cavalry who circled around dragged the familiar who had stopped shouting back to the front of the altar.

The crimson liquid flowed along the steps made of gold. The familiar that was thrown on the altar finally ended the torture-filled punishment, completely burst, and turned into a fountain-like wine, filling the altar. table top.

The soldiers used cups to catch the wine flowing from the altar, walked to the VIP seats at the innermost corner of the arena, and handed these to the distinguished guests who were watching the fight as if they were watching a show.

"Today, another ignorant person came to the city of Rome, to the eternal capital... Let us welcome the warriors who come from afar." Holding a scepter and wearing a golden armor, the shadow of Kenzo Masayama spoke with a kind of master's attitude. Standing high on the altar, he raised the scepter in his hand towards the direction of Tang Ze.

There was roaring applause all around, and the sounds of tens of thousands of applauses gathered in this magnificent amphitheater, like bursts of thunder.

Tangze pursed his lips and looked warily in the direction of Kenzo Masayama.

The gladiatorial fights in the Roman Arena were cruel and brutal. Although it was undoubtedly the embodiment of Rome's military civilization, it was different from the fighting on the battlefield. The slaves who participated in the gladiatorial fights did not have the passion for war. They fought with their lives. Not honor and wealth, but a meager chance of survival.

And in this palace, this cruelty is further amplified. This is a completely absurd scene that uses human life as the material, indulges in pleasure, and indulges in sensory stimulation.

Karasawa would not believe that desire could create such a place, Kenzo Matoyama, and that he was a hospitable host.

"A warrior should use the sharp weapons in his hands to prove that he is qualified to stand on Roman soil." Shadow Kenzo Masayama continued to preach. With his loud voice, the chains of the altar rattled, and the people at the other end of the arena The cell door was slowly raised, "Show your bravery or get out of our country!"

"Oh——" The echoing shouts came from layer to layer. Listening to the sound of the chain pulling mechanism turning, Tang Ze couldn't help but squint and open his "third eye" to look at the slowly opening cell door. .

Then I was surprised to see a red outline symbolizing danger.

In the vision of the third eye, aggressive monsters are marked with different colors.

To be honest, graduate Karasawa has been in this world for so long. Apart from the subway Shinigami who are set to be at the top level, this is the first time he has seen a red shadow.

What Denxi, let me see!

Under his alert and surprised gaze, a gladiator wearing a golden mask and simple rectangular clothes, holding a shield in one hand and a sword in the other, stepped into the light step by step.

"F*ck!" Seeing the shadow across from him clearly, Tang Ze couldn't hold back and let out a well-spoken exclamation.

Kenzo Masama, you don’t want your life!

No wonder you can get yourself a ride on a mission!

You kind of deserve it!

Tang Ze looked at the opponent's gladiator's long silver hair, his pupils trembling crazily.

Wow, no wonder you can’t see it in the VIP table. You treat Gin as a slave gladiator, right? !

You, you have such a plan for death!

Before Karasawa could finish his shock, he saw the long sword in Gladiator Gin's hand. The toothed blade suddenly changed shape and split open, revealing... the long barrel underneath.

"F*ck!" Another eloquent sigh, Tang Ze rolled over and quickly cut out the Messiah. A series of attack and defense-increasing passive skills were triggered, and coupled with physical absorption, he finally got a point. sense of security.

What is this and what, RWBY, right? He takes out hot weapons from under cold weapons!

Foul, you, absolutely foul!

Although he was talking nonsense in his heart, Tangze still carefully observed the venue, waiting to know Gin's next move.

Gin, who was wearing a golden mask, waved the long sword in his hand, and suddenly, several sword shadows appeared in the field.

And he himself waved the sword in his hand, drawing an arc like the moonlight, and then rushed in front of Tang Ze at almost the speed of a flash.

When Tangze raised his sword to block the blow, he swung his sword again and again.

Even with physical absorption turned on, Tangze felt his hands go numb after receiving several blows.

"What the hell, Sephiroth, right? In the blink of an eye with these eight swords..." Amidst the clanging sound of the collision, Karasawa gritted his teeth, but he still did not forget to complain about his duty, "What a suture monster?" , don’t go too far!”

Seeing that he had accurately blocked his attack, he realized that Ginjiu was not in a hurry and struck with another knife.

Then when Tang Ze caught it with the blade again, the blade in his hand split again, and a shot came towards Tang Ze's face.

Cursing secretly, Tang Ze rolled to the side and dodged the close-range bullet. Another shot came at the corner of his clothes, causing Tang Ze to have to dodge one after another in a slightly embarrassed manner.

"No way, no way, I won't fight in the palace in the future, I have to turn around..." The fierce battle couldn't stop Tang Ze's thoughts. Keep pushing.

Normally, there are no physical attacks in a familiar, so his skill list usually only includes a physical absorption as a courtesy.

But who would have thought that he was obviously here to play P5 and yet he managed to achieve the quality of an action game?

He stepped back again, opened some distance, and quickly observed this cognitive gin.

Masuyama Kenzo did not give Karasawa the impression of a man with strong willpower, but the cognitive humanoids that appeared in this hall had unexpectedly amazing combat capabilities.

This person knows Gin and has cut him with Tang Ze more than a dozen times, but the skin has not been broken yet.

If it weren't for Karasawa, basically all graduate Ps would have physical absorption.

How on earth did you do it? Just because it’s gin, you can’t take it for granted that you can fight it, right?

I really don’t know what level of monster the familiar that popped out must be...

He had many ideas, which did not hinder Tangze's quick reaction.

The strip of cloth on his face flickered, the white windbreaker floated up behind him, and the great god Izanagi emerged holding a silver-white giant sword.

As the protagonist P of P4, in addition to being handsome, the great master is also a graduated P with great power.

Because once you use the Great God, people will enter a state of brainlessly pressing a button, and the brain gradually becomes smoother. Karasawa, who wants to make his career as a Phantom Thief less boring, has not yet used the Great God after being a Phantom Thief of Heart for so long. Several times.

After all, if you open it too much, it will be boring.

"I usually don't do things like this," Karasawa muttered, "but when it comes to this, you can't blame me for not practicing martial ethics... Great God Izanagi, tens of thousands of mottos!"

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