Chapter 139

The confrontation in the arena was a strange one, and suddenly a fight broke out.

Although the muscular man was holding a heavy two handed sword, his body shape and pace were extremely agile. He was very comfortable in the face of this high-risk demon. He easily avoided and dissolved all the means of the other party and killed it in only a few minutes.

He was unharmed, even breathing. His performance was perfect enough to be a textbook demonstration of "how to hunt a bloody Ripper alone".

Seeing that he solved the evil thing with ease and freehand brushwork, Walsh, the great philanthropist on the stage, was finally a little relieved and said cautiously in that extremely humble tone:

"Two venerable masters, this guy is a gladiator carefully trained by me. He has excellent talent! He has been exposed to all kinds of harsh training since he was a child. Later, he studied with Sir barrow, a new fencing master. He has rich practical experience..."

"I believe he will give people a big surprise when he goes to the fencing competition!"

He boasted that his excellent performance gave him a little more confidence.

But who knows that such a perfect answer will get a sneer?

"Tut... That's it?"

"He can't even beat the dogs in the village."

Although ADA was identified as one of the two brothers of rotten wood by rolle and often did hard work that other villagers were too lazy to show up, he still had a high vision.

"Such a performance is also called fencing?"

His sarcasm came into the Gladiator's ears at one time, which made the guy angry, roared in his mouth, kicked his feet fiercely, jumped up high, crossed the long distance between the arena and the grandstand, and the heavy sword in his hand chopped down on Ada's head.

ADA still sat motionless. He just raised two fingers of his right hand and made a gesture like smoking.

The wielding heavy sword was originally aimed at his forehead, but it chopped at his two fingers, and then fell right between his fingers and was firmly clamped.

The Gladiator was slightly stunned. His muscles suddenly swelled up and tried his best to pull out the epee.

But Ah Da's two fingers were like a strong vise, and the Epee remained motionless regardless of the other party's force.

The Gladiator's face could not help but show a look of amazement. Although he had riveted his full strength, the feedback from the hilt was very strange. It was not like being fixed. Instead, it was like inserting a sword into the mud, and the force would only sink deeper and deeper.

ADA was not angry at such an offence, and even nodded and said:

"Your courage is commendable. You are the second person who dares to wave a sword at me."

"But if you don't have strength, start again."

Then he clamped the finger of the sword blade with a slight force.

The Gladiator immediately felt a huge force that was difficult to describe in words, attacking him through the blade and handle, instantly knocked him upside down, and fell back into the arena under the audience.

The well-made, strong and durable Epee also disintegrated into pieces and fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

"That's it. Continue to follow your plan, but you have to work harder to make me feel more fun."

Ah Da said, stood up, picked up his walking stick and slowly disappeared in place with his brother.

After he had been away for a long time, the great philanthropist recovered from his amazement. A thick resentment suddenly appeared on his face. He climbed through the audience with his hands and feet, jumped into the middle of the arena, and punched and kicked the gladiator who was still lying on the ground.

"You hungry wolf! You almost killed me!"

"Dare you dare to start with such an existence? Is your brain full of paste?"

"Asshole!"

The Gladiator lay on the ground, curled up slightly, motionless, and endured in silence.

In fact, he was not hurt. Although the other party knocked him away, he still kept his hand.

But it was only physical, but his mind was shocked, so he kept lying on the ground motionless, as if he was aftertaste the scene just now.

It's a bit like the awe naturally generated by human beings after seeing the real peak.

After beating and scolding for a long time, the great philanthropist finally stopped, knelt down and wiped the cold sweat on his head.

After he was found by the two gentlemen dressed up but wearing masks, he seemed to be in a nightmare every day, but he lived until now. It was a miracle in the world.

He was found by those two strange people three days ago. At that time, he was locking himself in the secret study and sorting out a piece of information on the table, which he collected through his charity foundation by various hidden and traceless means.

Among a lot of information, he put a telegram in a separate position, which looked particularly eye-catching. It read:

"The murderer is a warm-hearted crowd who doesn't want to be named. Don't think about my friends, or I'll kill you all in three days! All your ashes will be raised to you!"

When he received the telegram, he was extremely angry.

You were threatened?

You are a great philanthropist who eats all black and white, and at the same time, you are the intelligence director of the powerful organization of the apostles. You are threatened by a guy who doesn't know where to come from?

So he left the telegram and planned to find out the crazy guy and let him know what awe is.

As a result, the air in front of him suddenly twisted, and the two strange people suddenly came to him, which made him understand what awe is.

Later, the strange man who could speak made him promise not to disclose his existence to others, and used some strange means to let him tell everything he knew in his mind word by word.

"We'll come back in two days."

After leaving this sentence, the bodies of the two freaks gradually twisted and disappeared into the air.

The great philanthropist quickly picked up the pen and paper and planned to write a secret letter to report the matter to the apostles in the organization.

As a result, as soon as he wrote, he felt a strong palpitation, and his heart stopped beating at that moment.

He was sure that even if he dared to write one more character, he would die of myocardial infarction in an instant.

However, he was a famous philanthropist for a long time and the chief intelligence officer of the powerful organization of apostles. His psychological quality was excellent. He soon calmed down and made the most correct response:

Think nothing happened!

His own life is still very important. He hasn't enjoyed enough of the glory, wealth and drunkenness of a great philanthropist.

As for the organization's plan? Besides... Anyway, there are 13 apostles in the organization. Should we be able to deal with these two freaks?

Then, just yesterday, the tenth Apostle who came to meet him, right under his nose, was broken up into pieces by the two strange people who came out again by some unknown strange means.

Literally, piece by piece, the powerful apostle failed to resist, turned into pieces in the shape of a mosaic, and then melted into the air.

The great philanthropist realized how terrible these two strange people are

Every apostle in the organization is a tenth order and a half god.

They may not want to be sealed and restrained all year round like the imperial demigod; Or in order to take the last step, in short, he joined the Apostle organization for various reasons.

As a result, such a demigod was instantly killed without resistance

What level should these two freaks exist?

Can the first and second apostles deal with them if they come out in person?

And it reminded him of the eleven apostles who suddenly died mysteriously a few days ago.

He is also an old demigod, holding a big killing device such as a chaotic cage. He has only recently been awakened and ordered to investigate the strange phenomenon of peak 9 in the snake ridge mountains.

There, he successfully used the chaotic cage to ambush the investigation team sent by the Empire, causing hundreds of casualties at one time. He made a quite gorgeous record, and he retreated. Therefore, he was rewarded by the organization.

The great philanthropist himself was also happy about this. That night, he held a grand reception by other reasons. Watching those dull and stupid imperial nobles come to the banquet in the dark, he had a strong sense of superiority to control everything behind the scenes.

Unfortunately, it didn't last long. When the eleven apostles continued to investigate this matter, they suddenly died suddenly, and the two eighth order legends who acted with him also disappeared strangely.

What's more strange is that his body is still well in the safe house of the organization. There is no injury on his appearance. He even looks very peaceful. It looks like he is asleep.

But it was just an empty shell. His soul had been completely annihilated for unknown reasons, and his extraordinary power that he had managed to accumulate disappeared.

The organization immediately fell into panic and was eager to awaken the first and second apostles. As a result, the fourth apostle on duty forcibly pressed down and issued an order to prevent the following people from continuing to investigate and investigate the matter.

This move is not quite consistent with the style of the Apostle organization. It has obviously lost a precious combat power. How can we give up?

"Don't ask, I'll explain to the two leaders myself."

"This incident reminds me of the great changes eighteen years ago..."

Great philanthropists do not know what happened 18 years ago, but they probably know that the whole set of huge and great "King's landing plan" organized at present had some changes beyond their control at that time, which led to the postponement of the whole plan for another 18 years.

But now, when this great plan entered the key node again, they lost two apostles in succession.

The great philanthropist has smelled some bad smell and clearly knows that the situation is beyond his control.

Although he occupies a high position in the organization, because of the particularity of the organization, he is not an extraordinary person, so he can not be controlled by the scholars, can be covered with the shell of a philanthropist, and carry out all kinds of intelligence espionage under the eyes of the Empire.

So he made the wisest choice again, bowed to the two strange people and swore allegiance.

However, the actions of these two guys are also very strange. They don't seem to want to stop the Apostles' King's landing plan. In addition to obliterating the tenth apostle, they are more like curious spectators.

They only asked for more details of the plan, did not take any action, and let the great philanthropist go according to the original plan, just hoping that he could make the situation more interesting.

But the tenth apostle in the original plan has been torn into a mosaic by your hand! What do you want me to do with the original plan?

As a result, the strange man seemed to hear his voice and asked with a smile:

"Are you teaching me to do things?"

The great philanthropist dared to be angry but dared not speak. He could only find other reasons to prevaricate with it and ask them to wake up the other apostles and come to fill the vacancy of the tenth apostle.

Then the two freaks came again today. First, they ordered him to buy all kinds of materials in large quantities, such as cement, wood, stone bricks, colored stones, as well as all kinds of agricultural tools and crop seeds, and then sent them to the remote area of kodo Province in the name of charity fund.

The great philanthropist could only do so, but did not dare to ask.

Then they looked at the gladiator in the plan who was going to be sent to participate in the fencing competition, which was the scene staged before.

"What is their purpose, these two venerable beings?"

The great philanthropist muttered in a low voice.

"Abba, Abba, Abba."

The nearby Gladiator replied.

This thing is a mute at all.

The great philanthropist immediately roared:

"Stop yelling, get out and heal your wounds, and then continue training. You don't have to fight on the stage these nights. Concentrate on preparing for the sword competition!"

After the rotten brothers appointed by Rohr left the arena, their figure reappeared in the stables of the swordsman regiment and came to the little donkey.

The little donkey was chewing carrots. When he saw them coming, he hurried over, shook his ears, said hello, and handed over the remaining half of the carrots generously, like entertaining guests.

"That's not necessary. We're here to give you something."

Ah Da said, feeling out of his arms a plump sweetheart fruit with bright color.

The little donkey's eyes suddenly burst out with deep happiness. He didn't want the rest of the carrot. He quickly bit the sweetheart fruit.

"There's another one."

ADA took out another sweet fruit and put it on the top of the little donkey.

"Village head, you must know that you are always slow when you meet things... Oh no, I mean calm..."

"We dare not approach him, so next, we have to rely on you to take care of him."

The little donkey nodded, shook his head and let the sweet fruit on his head fall into a cloth pocket hanging next to his stomach.

There are carrots in that pocket. It's easy for luoertu to hang them. It's just that the hanging position is very biased. The little donkey has to bend his neck to eat.

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