Chapter 188 Blood Sacrifice Ceremony

Bai E's tone was brisk and upward, "I know."

"It's good to know..." Normal people should know the value of the name Blood God in this arena. A smile appeared on the staff's face, "Now there is a four-on-one opportunity to defeat the Blood God head-on..."

Four against one? front?

"Not interested!" Bai E refused.

Four against one?

You won’t get promoted if you win.

As for the false reputation in this arena? What is he here for?

You can't even increase the charge value of Lucky Blow, you're a waste!

In the monitoring room, the person in charge pressed the headset next to his ear and listened to the reports from his subordinates.

"He said he wanted to defeat the Blood God alone and had no interest in four against one."

The person in charge grinned slightly, a cold light flashing, "Arrogant..."

but……

"Leave it to him."

It’s just a difference between one more sacrifice and one less sacrifice. The greatest sublimation requires the best sacrifices, and ordinary targets are not even qualified to be used as sacrifices in this ceremony!

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After hearing about the game involving the Blood God, Bai E was no longer in a hurry to go back. He couldn't win, so it would be good to watch that guy's game.

After the battle with the Mad Lion, Bai E deeply realized how big the gap between himself and the Blood God was. Even though the specialization level was 6, it seemed that there was not much difference. However, the special attribute words attached to his specialization ability I'm afraid Tiao is far beyond what I can compare with.

And in this countless battles he has gone through, his reflex attribute is unsurprisingly much higher than his current level of 12.6.

At that time, even if I had spent all my experience points and directly added points, I am afraid that the result of that battle would still be that I would be crushed.

After training for several years and surviving to this day, his actual combat ability is terrifyingly strong. The only thing that may be slightly inferior to him is his strength.

With the over-limit drive, he has a unique advantage in strength, but the Blood God... has not obtained even one dose of genetic optimization fluid so far.

Even so, in this cruel arena, he still wants to fight one against three?

During the rest period, Bai E had already heard the heavyweight news tonight from other people's mouths.

The only thing I'm a bit confused about is...whether I should use the 500 Blackwater coins given by Chavez to suppress the blood god.

In a three-on-one match at the same top level, the chances of winning are slim. Will his wife lose everything?

As night falls, there are more and more people...

As the news deliberately released in the arena fermented, people from almost the entire underworld and even more gathering places outside the city became famous.

There is not only a gathering place like the Black Street outside the city. It is safer inside the city, but there are also rules in the city. People who don't like the rules live in the city, gradually forming spontaneous gathering places.

Black Street is just the one closer to the military camp.

As the crowds from different places became more and more lively, almost all the floors above and below were occupied by crowds.

An unprecedented fanatical atmosphere enveloped the entire arena, and those cross-current desires even flowed in the air like substance. Bai E seemed to be able to see some kind of evil pink mist filling the air.

[The scale is big? ]

Bai E, who was sitting alone in the lounge, marveled in his heart. The lounge can also be regarded as a VIP viewing platform. As a rising star player, he has this kind of privilege.

It's a pity...it can't be cashed out.

Bai E leaned back on his seat, his eyes slightly lost in thought, feeling a little pity.

No matter how fanatical the worship of these people is, it cannot be converted into charging points for their own skills.

Otherwise, this place can be regarded as a holy place for charging. Every time you win a game, you will probably get a full 50 points of charging, but it is a pity that you can't...

There was a lot of people, and in order to cover up the harsh music and the silly beeping sounds around them, everyone spoke louder and louder, and their emotions naturally rose.

It is difficult to control a scene when there are many people. The place is small but there are many people. In the violent atmosphere, a little friction between each other can easily turn into the fuse of a big melee.

It is almost impossible for the organizer's small manpower to maintain order among these chaotic elements.

Seeing that the situation was getting out of control and his subordinates were anxiously asking for instructions, the person in charge took out the cigar from the corner of his mouth and informed with a sinister smile, "Start!"

The host's voice was violently vented through the inferior speakers placed everywhere. For a while, the people who were struggling with each other stopped fighting.

"Contestants are invited to enter!"

Three-on-one at the top level of black boxing competition!

Three top players besieged one top player, and the result was logically natural, but the one being besieged was the Blood God, and there were another twist.

In any case, bets don’t lie.

The odds are 1 to 1.5. After all, more viewers are optimistic about the trio.

Although the Blood God is powerful, his three opponents are also extremely powerful and famous people.

Bai E saw the three opponents of the Blood God.

A...mechanical cyborg.

A warrior with an old face but a strong physique.

There is also a desperado who is lean and full of blood.

"Hey! Who are those three people?" Bai E curiously asked the staff not far away.

The staff introduced them one by one, "The reformer's nickname was Viper. He was also a victorious black boxer in the past. Once he was tricked by someone and lost one of his legs and two hands. He was killed by a war gang in the city. He was replaced with a mechanical prosthetic leg, and his attacks are now extremely fierce, and his strength is much higher than that of a normal person. "

"That old guy is called Graves, a retired veteran. I heard that he has lived in the frontline battlefield of the military camp for more than ten years. He is a tough guy. If he didn't have to support the girls at home, he probably wouldn't come to fight."

"As for the skinny one... He survived 28 death fights. He is definitely the god of death."

The last one didn't have much introduction, but the two words "death fight" are enough to prove its value.

Death fight is almost equivalent to the upgraded arena of gladiatorial combat. Those who dare to participate in this are truly tough guys, and winning 28 games in a row in such a life-threatening situation...

Undoubtedly, these three opponents are also well-known players in this arena.

Here, reputation represents strength!

After the introduction, the staff sighed, "I don't understand how the Blood God dared to take this match. Although it's not a fight to the death... but these masters are really ruthless when they fight, and our people may not be able to control the situation."

"You don't think he will win?"

"It's hard to say..." The staff glanced at the monitor above his head carefully, then came over and gossiped in a low voice, "Sacrificing some controversial masters every once in a while is also a way to keep the venue hot, sir... If you have such a day in the future, you must be careful."

"Oh?" Bai E glanced at him and threw two banknotes to him casually, "You are quite caring."

The staff bent down to pick it up, "The main thing is that I can see that you are the king of domineering posture! If it were an ordinary person, I wouldn't tell him..."

...

The mad lion, who also has a separate lounge, was holding a girl in his arms while enjoying the service of another girl behind him. The girl's doubts came to his ears, "Young master, do you think the Blood God has a chance?"

"I don't know..." Looking at the four masters standing still on the field, Paul also frowned.

He knew that it would be difficult to win against any of the four people with his current strength, so he was not confident in his judgment of this truly high-end game.

But...

"Since Blood God dared to accept it, he should have some confidence."

Among the many star players in this arena, only Blood God made him most satisfied and wanted to recruit him.

The character of the artificial man was resolute and stable. He had been treated unfairly in the military camp for so long without showing any dissatisfaction. If he could be recruited, he would undoubtedly be the most useful top fighter.

The premise was... he could not be crippled by those three guys in this battle.

After a brief look at each other, the four people almost broke out at the same time and attacked brazenly.

Even if he was one against three, Blood God also showed extremely comprehensive combat qualities.

The battle between the four was extremely dangerous.

It can be seen that the three top players, who were all masters, fought together for the first time, and their cooperation was not tacit, which gave Blood God a little chance to find loopholes from the cracks.

Looking at the field from a distance, Bai Er could not clearly see every subtle movement of the four people, but after the battle, an obvious fact was in front of him.

The veteran named Graves seemed to be slightly resistant to this battle.

Compared to the swift and vicious Death God, and the Viper, whose attack required a slight delay but was extremely powerful due to the use of the mechanical arm, the veteran seemed to be... a bit of a bystander.

I didn't see any personal characteristics.

Of course, it might just be his fighting style, Bai'e didn't dare to make any comments.

The most important thing to observe was the Blood God.

This strongest melee fighter in the camp who didn't use the gene optimization fluid might also be the peak benchmark of ordinary humans in this era.

...

On the field, among the rapidly changing figures, Graves' eyes were slightly absent-minded. Normally, this would never be allowed in such an occasion. Any distraction would bring a fatal blow. It was only because of the cover of two teammates of the same level that he had some space to slack off.

The words of the person in charge of the arena were still lingering in his mind, "Either the three of you kill him! Or he kills the three of you! The moment you step onto the field, you only need to remember this - if you kill him, you will naturally be able to get a generous reward; if he kills you, I will also send people to take good care of your family, and they will never be bullied and grow up safely and happily. I have submitted this agreement to the Council for backup, you can rest assured. Understand?"

The Blood God does not fight to the death.

But why should a warrior who does not fight to the death have to get involved in such a life-and-death situation? But he himself does not know.

Looking at the simple artificial warrior who was calm and focused on fighting in the battle, Graves felt a little bit reluctant.

"What are you thinking!" As the figures intertwined, Viper's cold voice reminded in his ear, "If we don't kill him, we will all die."

"I know." Graves responded sullenly.

The moment he signed the agreement, he knew this ending, and even consciously made enough psychological preparations, but when he really went on the field, he still saw his former appearance in the warrior who was his opponent.

With his fists clenched tightly, Graves took advantage of the gap left by his teammates and took a step forward. "Hah!"

The sudden psychic fluctuations disturbed the space, and the strong suction forced the Blood God to pause, and he was almost strangled by his left hand.

But even if he broke free, the sudden interference also deformed the Blood God's movements.

In this thrilling situation, any distraction is enough to usher in a fatal blow.

In just a moment, the Blood God was in a precarious situation.

...

Except for the harsh music, the arena was frighteningly quiet for a while.

The four masters' competition on the same stage brought out a murderous aura like a real life-and-death fight. The spreading cold killing intent made the usually noisy audience feel palpitations and silent for some reason.

Looking at the Blood God who was struggling from the monitoring room, his subordinates looked at the person in charge with some doubts, "Boss, is the sacrifice chosen for him too strong?"

The three people were the selected sacrifices and an important part of this sublimation ceremony, but if the current situation continues, the sacrifices seem to be able to knock down the "protagonists"?

"So what? So what?" The person in charge had an evil smile on his face, as if he was completely indifferent to the situation on the field, "Only the blood warriors who completely embrace the battle can become the Lord's servants! If you can't cross it, then die!"

If you can't face your heart in the battle and embrace the power from blood abuse and killing, then die!

How can an unqualified sacrifice force out the hottest and purest desire for killing!

The Blood God is not the first, nor the last.

This arena has never existed simply for profit. It is the only meaning of its existence to be a hotbed for the master to cultivate servants!

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"Roar!"

The warrior, who had been calm and cold all the time, suddenly roared.

A deep blood color flashed in his eyes, and his speed and strength were visibly improved several levels in an instant.

The sudden explosion caught Viper, who was fighting against him, off guard, and his semi-mechanical body was thrown far away in an instant.

Relying on mechanical prostheses to quickly stabilize his body, Viper reorganized himself in the first time, looking at the figure that was entangled by his teammates in time with fear.

[Become stronger again...]

How is it possible?

Someone has analyzed the ability of the Blood God a long time ago. Unless he obtains the gene optimization fluid, his combat power is almost at the peak level of normal human flesh.

The peak level of normal human flesh cannot defeat the strength of mechanical prostheses with built-in energy!

I heard that he just came back from a mission two days ago. Could it be that he finally got through those stubborn military officers and injected the gene optimization fluid?

"..."

Trouble!

"Don't hold back!" Viper growled at the veteran who was still hesitant in his attack.

"I know!"

When someone is destined to die, it can't be me...

Graves' eyes were covered with a layer of hazy gray mist--

Psychic talent.

The lowest level of psychic talent.

If he was not really old and a natural person, the military would never let him leave the army... This is the premise that he has never used the military's psychic and genetic resources, otherwise he would have to die in the army.

...

As an opponent, no one can understand the intentions of his opponent better than the Blood God.

This is just a gladiatorial match... In accordance with the ban on artificial humans implanted in his bones, he has never been willing to kill any natural person without a military order, so even if he is training his abilities in this black boxing venue, he has never killed any opponent, nor will he participate in any death fight.

He will fight seriously, but he will never really kill.

But now... the three opponents' resolute killing intent is no longer concealed.

They...really want to kill me?

The most instinctive desire to survive surged in his heart, and violent anger began to overwhelm his originally calm mind.

It was just a game... just a game...

Why... why!

The fanatical and evil atmosphere that permeated the entire field seemed to be invading his bones invisibly.

Rage!

...

Bai Er's eyelids in the lounge twitched slightly, and he always felt that something incredible had happened in front of him -

One against three... That guy really won?