Chapter 144

On the challenge arena in the middle, the two sides fought very fiercely. In just a few minutes, they had fought each other for more than a dozen rounds. The audience around them were boiling with blood, cheers and applause.

But people who really know swordsmanship are a little puzzled, such as rolle.

"Is this guy making a show on purpose?"

He pointed his chin at the gladiator and asked a rhetorical question.

At a glance, he saw that their strength was not at the same level at all. The other party's famous swordsman was not the opponent of gladiators at all. If they were serious about fighting life and death, they might die if they couldn't do one move.

But the Gladiator was not in a hurry to win, but fought with each other, and sold a flaw from time to time, making the opponent feel that he still had a chance and could win.

His acting skills can be said to be perfect and very professional. He not only deceived the surrounding audience and referees, but also olliana.

Of course, this is largely because your excellency, the saint of inflammation, focused most of her attention on rolle. Until she was broken by rolle, she looked carefully, nodded and said:

"Indeed, this guy looks like a fighter from the underground arena."

"I see. No wonder."

Rolle nodded.

The underground arena is the hardest hit area of black competition and fake competition. People without acting skills can't get out.

"However, there is an underground arena in a place like the imperial capital? You seem to know it well?"

Rolle asked again curiously.

This question made Orianna a little flustered. Like a little girl who was asked about her privacy, she waved her hand and hurriedly explained:

"No, no!"

"How can I be that kind of person? I never go to that place!"

With that, he lowered his head shyly and didn't dare to look at rolle.

Anya on one side forced herself to smile and almost didn't make a sound.

She had heard for a long time that when you were still a young and beautiful girl, you, the saint of inflammation, made such a prestigious name as "hot flame sword girl" in the underground arena of the imperial capital.

Who hasn't been young, frivolous, middle and late?

Fortunately, Rolle didn't bother with these details and continued:

"Then this guy performs on the stage just to pit others' bets?"

Although the two seemed to be 50-50 on the scene, the gladiators still had some "visible" advantages, which was enough to attract many people to spend their money.

So when the bet was almost over, he suddenly performed again. Unfortunately, he lost and could let many people on the roof again.

In short, it's gambling that dogs can't die well.

As rolle expected, when the odds were getting higher and higher, it was time for both sides in the challenge arena to decide the final outcome.

"Drink!"

The famous swordsman on the opposite side jumped up high with all his strength and used a trick that was equivalent to death in Rolle's eyes - splitting from high altitude.

The Gladiator had spare no effort to avoid, but he made a very risky choice. Instead of retreating, he took the initiative to meet up. It seemed that he planned to take advantage of the huge flaw that his opponent could not dodge in mid air.

This is a choice that is very consistent with experience and common sense.

However, the well-known swordsman is not too stupid. He specially chose the angle to jump again, just with his back to the bright and dazzling sun in the sky. If the opponent wants to use his flaws to fight back, he is bound to raise his head and be dazzled by the sun.

As expected, the Gladiator looked up, then narrowed his eyes fiercely, and made the correct response of being dazzled. The sword originally handed out to attack was forced to retract his chest and turn into a block.

Then he was hit hard and fell back several steps under the great power of his opponent.

This retreat just left the boundary of the challenge arena. It was a pity to lose by one move.

All this happened suddenly, but it was natural and logical. There was no flaw in it.

The old play is too old.

"You see, that's it."

Rolle smiled disdainfully.

And those gambling dogs who had made bets around realized that their hard-earned money had been wasted and that they had lost their money again.

So, in addition to a few people who bet or didn't bet, they could give the winner some applause, most of the rest began to scold, and all kinds of vulgar words came out one after another, making the venue instantly like a vegetable market.

"RNM refund!"

"Too disappointed, I knock!"

"I'm so disappointed!"

Many people who lose and lose all their money are eager to swallow and peel off the Gladiator alive. If eyes and curses can kill, he must have died hundreds of times.

But these are all planned. That's what he wants.

The Gladiator walked out in a gloomy voice, and then reached out to touch a small glass bottle from his arms.

The bottle was completely filled with a strong and viscous black substance like smoke.

Then he slightly rotated the bottle cap.

The glass bottle is slightly shiny, and the black material in it overflows around.

At the same time, in many secret basements of the imperial capital, several secret magic arrays engraved on the floor also began to emit strange green light.

If you can look down from a high altitude, you can see that the basement and the central glory arena together form a pattern like characters.

The next second, it was still a sunny morning, and suddenly it was dark.

Rolle also felt a lump of fragrant and soft things, squeezed into his arms left and right, and heard a dull plop behind him.

"Eh? You... What do you want? I'm not such a person!"

Rolle looked at Orianna who suddenly got into his arms and looked a little nervous.

Olanna's eyes closed as if she were asleep, her long and dense eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she had a bad dream?

And not only was she wrong, but Jeanne and Anya on the other side, the housekeeper behind them, also fell asleep.

Rolle quickly looked around and found that all the audience were asleep, including the famous swordsman who was delivering his award-winning speech on the stage.

Further away, a series of vehicle collisions were heard, and a lot of steam cars ran around like headless flies, creating a large scene of tragic car accidents.

"What is this..."

Rolle realized something was wrong and even felt a creepy feeling.

He threw aside Orianna in his arms, held her shoulders with both hands and shook her twice.

"Jeanne! Jeanne! Wake up!"

Jeanne closed her eyes and slept soundly.

"If I don't wake up, I'll print out your childhood photos and hang them on the wall!"

Rolle tried to threaten.

But it obviously won't work.

Rolle then checked oreana's condition and grabbed her soft and beautiful face.

Ariana let him do whatever he wanted

"No... what can I do?"

"Ah! Daughter! Where's my daughter?"

Rolle hurried out of the VIP box and ran to the rest area of the players in the field.

Along the way, I saw countless people falling to the ground. It looked like they were asleep and dead.

Fortunately, Rolle found his baby daughter in the rest area and held her in his arms.

He quickly tried to use various means to bite his face, scratch the soles of his feet, rotate the big windmill, and so on, trying to wake his daughter up.

Of course, it is all ineffective. Such a sleepy state can't be awakened by conventional means.

But just when rolle was in a hurry, he noticed that a contestant nearby suddenly twitched his limbs, and then several terrible wounds appeared on his body out of thin air, bleeding all over the ground.

There was also an expression of pain and panic on his face, as if he had an extremely terrible nightmare.

The man twisted on the ground for a while and soon stopped breathing.

It looks like it was killed by something in a dream.

Rolle's face suddenly became dignified.

People not only fall into deep sleep, but also are likely to lose their lives in their dreams.

Including your own daughter!

"What can I do..."

Rolle took his daughter in his arms and searched in his left hand like a desperate struggle to see if there was anything that could help.

But looking around, only the pamphlet sent by the doctor may be useful.

He quickly opened the magic manual and applied all three magic skills to his daughter.

But Cory's condition still hasn't improved.

Rolle hopped in a hurry.

If something happens to his daughter, he can't imagine what he will become and what he will do.

Probably, let the world bury her.

As his heart became more and more anxious, his idea became more and more intense. The strong impulse to destroy everything in his heart began to breed rapidly, and the surrounding air gradually solidified.

This is definitely not the incompetent rage of ordinary people.

At least in the distance, Ah Da and ah Er, who were watching from a distance, had to reluctantly support their bodies with walking sticks to avoid kneeling and worshipping on this inappropriate occasion.

In their eyes, in a strange vision different from ordinary people, Rolle's rest area is becoming an extremely terrible area.

The whole rest area has turned into a dark area like dusk, revealing twisted air waves, which is the impact of strong pressure.

This real threat seems to destroy and crush everything?

But even the mysterious Ah Da could feel a buzzing sound in his brain, accompanied by a strong tinnitus and dizziness.

Although it is not mental pollution, it can also cause serious mental trauma to him.

"Is this the authority of the village head?"

"That place is twisting and splitting. If the village head can't calm down, it will be really troublesome."

"Why does the village head exist in this world?"

The expression under a big mask became very pale.

He had never seen the village head lose such a temper.

I never imagined that the village head in an angry state would be so terrible.

This is also a side that other villagers have never seen.

ADA is already considering breaking his previous promise and helping the village head solve his immediate problems.

But just then, the terrible pressure suddenly disappeared.

Rolle seemed to calm down again.

Because of the sleeping Kerry, she suddenly stretched out her little hand and tightly grasped his skirt.

Rolle could clearly feel that her daughter was afraid. She must have met an extremely terrible nightmare.

But if he is incompetent and furious, he can't solve the situation. He must calm down and find a way.

"Everyone is in a dream, but I am awake, if I can sleep..."

Rolle suddenly had a bold idea.

But at the moment, he is anxious. How can he sleep?

"No way..."

Rolle took out his sword from his left hand and whispered:

"Three!"

With the launch of upanishadism III, the sword turned into a flying sword, shot out of the scabbard, and then drew a large arc to accurately hit ror's own back brain with the handle.

Then he passed out smoothly.

"Ah, this..."

A DA in the distance noticed this scene and immediately felt unable to laugh or cry.

Ah Er next to him reached out and pulled his arm.

A Da nodded, and their figures disappeared in place, and then appeared next to rolle.

Ah Er opened his mouth again and said in a deep voice:

"This place is inviolable."

With his words, there was a burst of distortion and emptiness in Rolle's area, which wrapped him and Molly in his sleep.

This can protect him from the influence of the external environment and sleep safely.

After all this, the two brothers wiped the cold sweat on their foreheads and left quickly like thieves.

On Rolle's side, after being knocked unconscious by himself, his eyes were first black, and then lit up again.

He found himself in a strange place.

Generally speaking, it still looks like the imperial capital. In the distance, you can see the outline of Gothic architecture, but it is shrouded in thick fog, which looks hazy.

Such a fog is all over the whole city, looming everywhere.

The sky is also dark, only a round of blood red full moon, reflecting a little dim light.

In the fog in the distance, you can vaguely see some weak light flashing, you can hear some low roars and nonsense, and it seems that there is something unknown and terrible lurking.

"Dream city?"

Rohr murmured in a low voice after observing the environment roughly.

Then he checked his left hand and found that the sword was still lying quietly, and other things he carried were intact.

It seems that everything in reality is mapped into dreams?

"It tastes like Yanan city. It's interesting..."

He said, taking out his sword from his left hand, rotating the hilt and turning it into a two handed axe.

Then he took out a bowler hat, put it on, slightly pressed the brim of the hat, and whispered:

"Tonight, Rolle joins the hunt."

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Alas, I didn't get Kerry