Chapter 678 Act10 MATAFAKA the Cutie

No. 10 MATAFAKA·Little cutie

[Part①·The bigger the person, the smaller the person]

According to the time and place agreed upon in the gambling game, Meteor and Duran followed the steward Sirius all the way to the cellar of the Dionysus Church.

Before the gambling game officially started, Ah Xing had made sufficient preparations - his main weapon was still the Coyote Ace, and he brought twelve shotgun shells and two flash bombs, which were the last bit of stock rescued from the Homesickness.

His flash butterfly clothes had to be sent for inspection along with the cargo compartment of materialism, and he didn't bring many guns, bullets and explosives.

The brothers of the Quick Knife tore materialism into pieces, so that they could escape the eyes of the customs. The flash butterfly clothes of the nameless person had to be disassembled and rewoven when passing the customs - not to mention the parts of firearms and firearms, even the smoothbore barrel of the Coyote Ace had to be removed, and the ammunition had to be soaked in a pickle jar before it could pass the customs.

His secondary weapon is Beloberg. He also gave Duran a stab-proof vest and gave him one of Beloberg's kitchen knives - hoping that this elder sister's blood-giving body can use this sharp blade of the white god.

Entering the cellar from behind the statue of the goddess of abundance on the first floor of the church, the butler took the lead and stepped on the trapdoor switch, and a dark tunnel could be seen extending downwards.

Sirius Parker led the way and introduced.

"Dongma Port has always had an awkward historical position in Daxia."

"When it comes to ocean trade, it can't compare to Sendai. It has no iron ore and can't station troops."

"But the climate here is good. Most powerful warlords choose this Feng Shui treasure land to retire, leave their descendants here to spread out, and the clan ancestral hall is also set up here."

"More than 170 years ago, Lady Gloria bought the land of Queshan and wanted to make money by robbing tombs. She wanted to dig up the tomb of the former governor of Dongma Port."

"She was surprised and happy when she was only halfway through the excavation. She dug out a shelter along the governor's coffin."

"There are also local chronicles in the tomb. After reading through it, this old governor is also a cuckoo in the magpie's nest, looking for a dragon Pointing at acupuncture points to find treasures, we ended up digging up the underground defense project of the former governor. "

"Continue digging along this shelter. There is more than one defense project in the mountain of Queshan. It is very large, with large and small tombs, and human sacrifice pits, one after another."

"The main body of the largest cavity is an ancient arena. As for where this arena came from? These warlords who dug pits and occupied land were not written in the local chronicles, and it is probably difficult to verify - otherwise, they would definitely engrave such a glorious thing on their epitaphs. "

"It's here."

Brother Parker pointed to the beast-mouthed statue in the corridor, gently pried the fluorescent stone in the statue's mouth, a faint light flashed, and the trap door of the underground tomb opened.

Meteor looked at the dark road he came from, and then peeked into the front of the cave. This door seemed to have grown out of thin air. It was not on the main road - it was like a side door of a corridor. The front of this T-junction was bottomless, and it seemed that he could run deeper.

Duran chuckled and said, "Are you scared?"

To be honest, Meteor was a little scared.

It wasn't that he was afraid of the dark, nor was he afraid of any monsters hidden in this intricate underground tomb.

He wondered how big the Queshan ruins were? If he continued to explore, how many things were hidden in this cave?

As he was curious, his body was involuntarily sucked into the dark cave.

Siris and Duran were blood-giving bodies. They had more or less night vision abilities. Returning to the dark environment was as natural and friendly as going home.

After Meteor followed the two into the door, he kept knocking on the mural reliefs on both sides of the vault. When he saw something strange, he always asked about it.

Mr. Sirius, the young butler, enjoyed the top torture brought by the crying general - this was the pain that the gunsmith had personally experienced. In order to fulfill his hospitality and to preserve the "demeanor" and "etiquette" given by Lady Gloria, the butler had to bite the bullet and respond to every question.

Meteor: "What is this? It's precious, right? It glows!"

Sirius Parker: "It's not a rare thing, it's a kind of gabbro."

Meteor: "What about this? What about this? What is this mural? It's so abstract, why does it look so familiar? I'll take a picture and send it to the archives of the 1773 Academy of Literature later."

"It was Mrs. Mei Ya from "Crayon Shin-chan", carved by Lady Gloria herself." Parker explained impatiently: "General Cry, this cave is very old, and many decorations were added by Lady Gloria later."

"Oh oh." Meteor had just calmed down, and less than half a minute later, he saw a set of white copper utensils placed next to the animal kiss lighting, and immediately He ran over to pick it up, and asked excitedly: "Is this a treasure? Is it an antique? Such a big basin? How much does it eat in one meal?"

Sirius Parker: "It's from last week."

Meteor: "How many years ago was it last week?"

Sirius: "Last week was last week."

Meteor: "I know! It's from the Zhou Dynasty!"

Sirius rolled his eyes: "The maid brought it in to change it last week. There is no toilet in the cave, and they are not blood-giving monsters. This is a urine pot - red copper utensils will grow verdigris in a few days, white copper is not easy to corrode, and it is too dark in the cave, so it is easy to find because it reflects light."

"Oh" Meteor quickly let go and threw the thing back: "Oh, I was wondering why it still smells like urine"

"It's really hard for me to imagine," the young butler whispered to Duran: "Is this young man in his mid-twenties really the anonymous crying general? It's completely different from the image in the battle reports from the alliance."

"Some people look like they have terminal diseases." Dulan responded in a low voice: "They are actually unique skills."

Sirius half-understood what he didn't understand. He looked strange at first, and then relaxed——

——Because Ms. Duran comes from the Little Brotherhood. The Little Brotherhood is originally a mysterious society that engages in divination and fortune telling. It is normal for her to like to tell riddles.

The terrain of the tunnel goes down all the way, and when you get out of the hole, you can see a huge funnel-shaped space. This is the core area of ​​the ancient arena.

It is like a flat-cut crater or a semicircular cauldron. The layers of stairs have become the audience seats of the arena. The bottom of the pot is the cooking area where the main dishes are cooked. There are six doorways leading to other places—— It should be a rest room reserved for duelists.

All the way down the short sloping stairs, there were no torches to illuminate the open space. There were fluorite as a weak light source every ten meters, and the visibility was extremely low. In this environment, even if the meteor's eyes adapted to the darkness, As long as there is a distance of twenty meters, there is no distinction between humans and animals.

There were two blurry shadows, one large and one small, in the center of the arena. The shooting star could not be seen clearly at first, but as it got closer, the two outlines gradually became clearer. They were the two opponents of this bet - Mrs. Bailan and her broker.

Gloria Sebastian held Old Bones' coffin and shouted loudly as soon as the actors arrived.

"Before we start, do we need to give an introduction? Do we need to explain the rules clearly?"

As soon as Meteor jumped down from the core area, holding the soles of Duran's feet and sending the frail eldest sister down, he heard a grunting sound coming from the enemy camp - the agent next to Mrs. Bai Lan He spoke.

"Lord Gloria, the noble God of Wine"

"I know that you are kind to little sister Bai Lan in rescuing people in distress, and you have feelings for remaking your life, but the Bai Lan you have now is not the Bai Lan you used to be - that was also the corner of the Southeast! She is a celebrity! She is a famous person!"

"It would be better for you to always call a singing girl to do this rough and tiring work. If I lose my life here, do you want me to drink the northwest wind from now on?"

Gloria stood in the stands, looking at the manager with interest——

"——I was the one who sent Lu Piaopiao to you, asking you to give her a life of glory and wealth."

The agent immediately bowed and responded: "Hey."

Gloria: "She makes money for you, you make packaging for her, and you each get what you need."

The agent didn't dare to look up: "Indeed."

Gloria called her manager's real name: "Mr. Bohua, did I tell you that her life belongs to you?"

"Don't dare. Don't dare," Mr. Bohua responded immediately: "It's just that I always feel a little uncomfortable."

"If you don't want to gamble, you can quit as soon as possible." Gloria waved her hand, as if to shoo away flies: "The most indispensable thing in Dongma Port is the poor people. I can help her turn around, and I can also help others - you have to do this Fate? If you are afraid of death, just get out."

"I knew you were kind-hearted." The man in the human flesh business flattered him immediately.

Gloria quickly shouted: "You meet cats and dogs on the roadside. They are cute and you feed them an extra bone. Is this called kindness? Bailan's business is business. In my opinion, she is just a dog." A cat or a dog—it’s boring when it comes to relationships.”

[Part①·Horse-headed ghost and harpy]

Speaking of this, Mr. Bohua doesn’t intend to dwell on it——

——Bai Lan is a cash cow that he cultivated and packaged for six years.

Occasionally, he would be sent to Lady Gloria to participate in the gambling ceremony, but he would take care of it every time, so nothing would happen to her.

This time Derek Jokic died. According to the steward, the enemy was very strong and was the famous and majestic Anonymous.

The boss had to follow along and participate in this bloody game of death.

If Bai Lan died, so many years of hard work would be in vain, and everything would have to start from scratch - Bohua would not be reconciled.

Looking at the other side, the singer's mental state is surprisingly calm.

She raised her head, arranged her temples, and exposed her forehead - trying not to block her sight. Her body was in good condition, and her pair of bright eyes glowed red in the dark.

"Lord Gloria, this is the guy who killed Derek and Christina? Right?"

Bai Lan's voice sounded clear, powerful, and full of emotion.

At this moment, Meteor felt a deep hatred——

"——I'm going to skin you, General Cry, come and risk your life."

Saying this, the singer walked quickly to Dulan and Liuxing, but they were only ten steps away.

The scarlet eyes in the darkness brought out a cold and cold figure. When he got closer, he saw a sharp leather armor and a sharp sword.

The singer's face was pale. In this dark cave, paired with the leather cloth armor, she looked like a lonely human head hanging in the air. At first glance, she thought it was a flying-headed ghost - the head gradually changed. , gray-white feathers crawled out from his neck and chin, and he wanted to change back to his original animal form and become a harpy.

The tall man who followed the singer also revealed his true appearance and slowly walked into the shooting range of the shooting star.

Mr. Bohua's back slowly bulged, and he took the initiative to transform into a half-animal shape, growing a horse face——

——The white spots between the eyebrows appeared, and the originally slim-fitting long clothes also bulged with Qiuzha's muscles.

The body of the horse-headed ghost swelled several times, bursting through the inner layer of his coat. Finally, he gasped and tore off the tattered strips of cloth. The shiny brown hair on his upper body immediately showed muscle textures.

Meteor slowly raised his head, following Mr. Bohua's horse-faced head and his eyes that suddenly swelled to two meters six.

"oh!!!"

He opened his mouth wide, his eyes full of curiosity and surprise——

——It’s hard for Duran to describe the feeling. It’s like doing activities in a fairy tale kingdom and giving spring outings to the zoo for primary school students in Daji Township. These little babies see all kinds of savage beasts in the animal pens. That’s also this kind of virtue. .

"Derek loves his daughter so much!" Mrs. Bai Lan raised the knife and said angrily: "How can you bear to do this! Do you have the heart?"

Meteor didn't understand for a while.

Bai Lan then scolded: "Do you want to hurt Lady Gloria? She is so gentle! So kind! Why! You crazy lunatic!"

"Is she talking to me?" Meteor Chao whispered.

Duran: "How about you ask her? Don't ask me."

Ah Xing was also sincere and shouted loudly.

"Are you talking to me?"

"Otherwise!" Bai Lan was in pain and helpless——

——For her, Derek Jokic is a good partner in her acting career and a kind and kind uncle next door. Christina is also a good sister who has been by her side before she became famous.

Gloria Sebastian found them, and the blood-granting body made them successful.

For Bai Lan, Daxia is cannibalizing people all the time. This is the natural law of survival of the fittest.

Dionysus changed her destiny, which is the greatest kindness. The friendship with Derek and his daughter is a priceless treasure.

But the nameless person in front of me.

"How much human flesh has this bitch eaten! She has such a bad mouth!" Axing mentioned Beloberg, and the bright blade suddenly illuminated the entire arena: "You have a big opinion against me?! Because I killed yours" Freak relatives and friends!?”

When she thought of Derek's death at the hands of an unknown person, Bai Lan was so angry that she was trembling all over and could hardly speak.

Bu Liuxing pointed his sword at the stands, took the holy blood of Dionysus from his carrying bag, and the red stone hanging on his chest began to burn.

"Bones! Let's do it! I've waited long enough!"

Before Gloria could open the skeleton's life box and coffin, the Hunter King took the initiative to get out of the box.

The scorching waves of air swept across the Eternal One's cheeks, causing Gloria's face to turn red. She could feel the spiritual pressure surging with anger in this young body.

Originally, the Immortal thought that the crying general might be confused by the appearance of the singer, and might become hesitant because of her beautiful skin.

But now it seems that he has easily crossed the beauty barrier.

"I feel it!" Bu Liuxing drank the holy blood and hid the white snake behind him——

——He said to Mrs. Bai Lan: "You seem to be in pain and pitiful."

"But it doesn't matter! It won't be painful or pitiful if you die! You don't have to be an ogre anymore! The family will be neat and tidy!"

"My eldest brother is a doctor. If you ask him to come for auscultation, guess what he will say——"

"——Small problem, the body is just a little uncomfortable."

Old Bones banged the castanets and couldn't hold back when he heard Meteor's cold joke.

Its jaws were not very sharp and it floated to the center of the arena.

"Nervous, it made me laugh."