From the outside, Andra looked just a middle-aged man with shiny black curly hair and middle-eastern yellow-skinned blood. When he smiled, he was actually a little amiable.

But the wizards following Andra were extremely respectful and respectful, including the silver-haired old wizard Annie, whom Zhu Peng knew, and he was even the one with the lowest posture among the wizards. Because the middle-aged man in front of him was actually over 400 years old, he was also the third-level wizard with the highest rank in the entire Jinling Military Region. He was fully responsible for all the affairs of the "Wrilling Bell Tower" in Jinling City with the contract wizard as the main body... including the core task being arranged: the super-large soul sacrifice.

This is a big black witch who belongs to the Whispering Bell Tower, and he is truly cruel and powerful in combat.

"General Lan, I believe that our cooperation will eventually be recorded in history, and this will be a key step for the earth's remnants to truly integrate into the entire wizard world." Andra took a step forward and extended his hand to the highest commander of the Jinling Military Region in front of him. Handshake ceremony is a common etiquette of human civilization, including the earth.

However, the fat middle-aged man in military uniform opposite Andra, he squinted his eyes and smiled, but he seemed to have not seen Andra's stretched out palm.

"We who have lost our home just want to survive. Whoever stops us will kill whoever we help us will repay whoever we help us... There are many people in Jinling City who have family and relatives and friends in the Abyss City. Even if we are not good, they will join the Chinese Warrior Association. The potential power of the Chinese on Earth in the Abyss City is not small, and we focus on blood relatives and reunion." Help us, we will definitely repay and dare to cheat us. Now we can't stop it. You have to consider how much the whining bell tower of hundreds of millions of Chinese in the Abyss City.

"Of course, no one would doubt the determination of the earth's remnants to survive and the potential displayed by the Chinese Warrior Club." After retracting his hand, Andra said with a smile. He seemed to have no sense of how embarrassing the scene just now.

Next, the Jinling City military held a meeting with the wizard group of the Whispering Bell Tower for more than 20 minutes, and the two sides signed some treaties on frontline defense.

"Sir, that mortal just now was so rude that he dared to reject your kindness."

"Good intention? How could you think I would have that kind of thing?"

In the corridor, the great wizard led his subordinates behind him on the way back to the station. Andra shook his right hand, and a light green fine powder dissipated in the air. Although the General Lan had many technological items that were implied by the spirit of resistance, even powerful protective spells, if he had dared to shake hands with him just now, the entire Jinling Military Region would probably have to be completely up to him tonight. Unfortunately, the other party was quite keen and worthy of being a great noble who commanded billions of herders.

Andra was a third-level wizard who followed his mentors to participate in the ectopic battles many times. He had seen many outstanding lords, kings, and even fought against many popes and pastors with amazingly powerful and strong spiritual will. However, no matter how outstanding they were, most of them could not escape the fate of being swallowed by whales in the world of wizards. Those who were as outstanding as diamonds often became exquisite embellishments of Andra's collection. Although the tasks assigned on this time were astonishingly difficult, Andra still had enough confidence to complete it, and there should be no accidents.

At this moment, a wooden elf suddenly flew on the shoulders of a wizard behind him. After listening, his face changed, but after hesitating a little, he finally rushed a few steps quickly. Then he leaned over to Andra and whispered to report the changes in the mission.

"What!? Isn't the original plan target of His Highness Fredi in the Dark Winged White Dragon? Why did the plan suddenly change to Asol?"

"Uh...it seems that because the conditions offered by His Highness Asol made the Shadow Lord even more moved, and the elders felt that since there were so many sacrifices in Jinling City..."

"Then let them do it themselves. Arousing the fifth-level median is one level worse than the fifth-level lower-level median, how many times the difficulty is to increase in the middle? Are those old immortals all idiots? Suddenly changing the plan at this time?" Andra, who had been acting so grand, seemed to be unable to suppress the anger in his heart. The spreading mental pressure made the wizards around him feel extremely difficult to deal with.

"Mr. Andra, please be careful. Your Excellency the Lord of Shadow has some extraordinary characteristics, and you can hear your words."

"Liffitt's majesty can't suppress me, everyone is a legend..."

A black dot-like fly followed the wizards, its fishy red compound eyes stared at Andra's lips, and the wizards around were suppressed by the great wizard who was burning in anger, and no one noticed it.

Andra's body was covered with hidden witchcraft, so the electronic fly's capture of sound and picture were greatly disturbed. They heard large noises and saw the scene of flashing snowflakes. However, with the cooperation of the high-tech filtering equipment of the Jinling Military Region and the lip-talk experts, the words of the wizards were quickly conveyed to the desk of the military commander.

"I know that these guys are not in good intentions, but I have to cooperate with them. Even if I know there is a problem, what if I know there is a problem? Even with poison wrapped in candy, we have to swallow it now and hope to be able to withstand it." After looking at the document repeatedly, General Lan of the Jinling Military Region threw it back to the table. He leaned back against the chair, feeling a little tired.

"Your words are so clear, but they still refuse to let us go? How much benefit is there here that can make them so persistent." Adjutant Cui, who has a thin figure and a dark face, stood at General Lan's desk. He picked up the documents and looked through them. Although the dialogue was restored to a high degree, there were still many words that could not be understood. The Jinling City military still knew too little about the world of wizards.

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Jinling Military Region, Demon Arena. The night in the outside world has fallen, and the lights in the room seem to be like the boiling blood in the surrounding audience, high and bright.

"Brother, you are the colonel and the highest level of the psychic warlock in Jinling... I always think you are more suitable for being called Chu Xuan. The name Zhao Chenglong is a bit too down-to-earth."

"Ha, I have read this novel in peacetime. I also like the character Chu Xuan. But the surname was passed down by our ancestors and the name was given by our parents. I can't change my name to myself because of my personal preferences, so if you feel uncomfortable... bear it.

What's more, the name Zhu Peng doesn't sound very nice."

They mocked each other, and with the words, the bald officer with a pale skin on the lifting steel plate stretched his palm forward, and his eyes suddenly spread, and soon covered all the whites of his eyes, which turned Zhao Chenglong's eyes into a painted black crystal, and a spiritual power spread out.

The door of several iron cages hanging on the roof of the demon arena suddenly bounced open, and then a strong muscle zombie rushed out of it and jumped into the ring below. It roared at Zhu Peng opposite, but turned a blind eye to the crowd around it, and was obviously controlled by the "heart-fighting demon".

However, in the abyss life that hits Jinling City, this zombie formed by dead humans is a typical cannon fodder character, and it is really not very powerful to fight.

The rule of the Devil's Arena is that each side sends three units to summon life. The winning and losing standard is that one side abstains from the right or death is a loss. For the orthodox summoner, the abyss life sent by the psychic warlock of the Jinling Military Region is too lacking in training, and is almost useless except being fearless. In the past half month, it will not be difficult to change to a summoner who is superior in level to come over.

Zhu Peng threw out a card downwards. When the spell's aura flashed, a strong yak with fine bone fragments distributed under thick hair all over the body rushed out. It had three tails that were forked from the middle, and a pair of seemingly warm and huge bull eyes, which seemed to be human-like.

For the swamp barbarian bull, the Eye of Strike is their most powerful talent and their weakness. Once the opponent has amazing agility, he will attack the eye even if he is head-on by them. The seemingly powerful barbarian bull may even be defeated instantly. Of course, the instinct to protect his vitals is also tempered and not really so easy to be attacked.

The Golden Bull is different. It simply does not have the third eye that produces a heavy blow effect. The terrifying characteristic of death gaze is triggered by its eyes. While missing a vital point, its collision ability is even more amazing. Level 0 is the total attribute of up to 90 points... The mutational mud and the abyss were two and three were already crying in the toilet.

However, such a powerful thug is also disadvantageous. The second characteristic of the Golden Man Bull: herbivorous temperament is simply a warrior killer. Unwilling to fight means slow promotion, and slow promotion means insufficient combat power. Such a vicious cycle makes Zhu Peng even a good card in his hand. In the past half month, Zhu Peng forced the Golden Man Bull to fight as his master. As a result, the original intimacy of 65 o'clock has dropped to 62 o'clock... Zhu Peng is about to accompany the mutant stinky mud and the abyss werewolf, and the three brothers cried and fainted in the toilet.

(Good Niu Niu, hit hard, pay attention to the adjustment of the center of gravity of the body, and don't be taken out of the ring like last time.)

With Zhu Peng's order, the Golden Barbarian Bull thrust and thrust violently over the ground. With the full cultivation over the past half month, the winning streak and three points of intimacy, the Golden Barbarian Bull's combat experience is also increasing rapidly. Although it is unwilling to fight, it has spirituality and intelligence far beyond the same kind. At the same time, it does not like zombies and demons. Otherwise, the continuous battles over the past half month will not only lose three points of intimacy.

Although the ring was wide, the distance between the two sides narrowed sharply with the charge of the Golden Bull. However, the zombie never wanted to dodge. Until it was inevitable, Zhao Chenglong waved his hand violently behind it, as if he had cut off some restraint. The already strong zombie's muscles swelled wildly. The most exaggerated thing is that it stretched out two arms around its back. Although it did not have three, it was a monster like a muscle explosion that was driving six arms at the same time.

(Sunday, this psychic warlock's method of exploitation is stronger than that of the Dark God. After this battle, this zombie whose potential has been evaporated will probably melt like wax... Manniu, try harder to crush me!)

Dong!!

The aggressive Killer Cow hit the muscle zombie with its full potential burst head-on. The muscle zombie with six arms pressed against the two big horns of the Golden Man Bull with his strongest arms. Its body kept retreating to the ring, and his bare feet plowed out two depressions on the cement, but it steadily maintained its own posture unshakable. In the end, the impact speed of the Golden Man Bull under Zhu Peng became slower and slower...

"Muscle utilization rate is 180%, four-arm strike."

Zhao Chenglong, behind the six-armed zombie, gave the order, in addition to resisting the two big-horned arms of the Golden Barbarian Bull, the other four remaining hands that the Six-armed zombie swelled, and then hit the bull's head hard. Although the Golden Barbarian Bull itself has thick blood and high defense, it has little combat and has little experience in being beaten. It whimpered and retreated. Isn't this making the opponent more vigorously?

(Exercise force, push it away.)

Zhu Peng himself is a martial artist. He is really clear about the importance of standing on his feet in stance to exerting force. No matter how powerful he is, he cannot exert his strength once his feet are off the ground.

The golden barbarian bull, who was suffering from pain, suddenly raised his head and threw the six-armed zombie into the sky with a force greater than when he charged just now. However, the zombie's body coordination was amazing at this moment. It hugged its knees with six arms and fell steadily on the ring after several rounds. When it turned around and faced the golden barbarian bull again, the six-armed zombie had stakes on both legs, and the arms echoed and cooperated with each other, and it was a rather stern boxing posture.

In the past half month, under Zhu Peng's spoiling, the Golden Man Bull has always been picking and picking persimmons and accumulating combat experience smoothly. At this moment, facing the opponent that can make it painful severely, he actually showed a bit of fear and fear... Seeing this scene, there were some faint booings in the audience around him.

"Huh... forget it, come back first. After all, I'm still young, maybe I'm too demanding." With a flash of inspiration, the golden bull turned into a card and returned to Zhu Peng's hand. The next moment, Zhu Peng sent his real powerful battle leader Dark God on the field. Whether it was strength, martial arts or fighting will, Zhu Peng was confident that the Dark God he had cultivated to this day was definitely stronger than the other party's consumables.

"Muscle utilization rate is 200%, attributes are stimulated, and the flame sun explodes."

As soon as the Dark God came on stage, Zhao Chenglong gave Zhu Peng a blow. The muscles of the six-armed zombie swelled again. The next moment, it suddenly opened its mouth and leaned forward. A ball of orange-red flame missile with a light gold color rushed towards the metal dwarf with a raging fire. The Dark God is a dark-attribute summoning elf. When facing the strong flames, it will suffer some losses.

(The body protection hammer is carried down and rushed forward, and fights in all directions.)

The main body was covered with a metal sledgehammer. The Dark God suddenly collided with the flame. After the bang, it rushed into the center of the arena with the air waves and flames. At this time, in the aroused smoke, the six-armed zombies kept punching the Dark God from multiple angles, but were taken down by the Dark God who had been prepared with the hammer method of fighting in the eight directions. At the same time, the six-armed zombies who fought against the metal hammer with their fists suddenly appeared under its feet and body, and the movement speed and attack speed slowed down at the same time.

(What's going on?)

Zhao Chenglong frowned slightly and leaned forward. After the smoke and dust in the field gradually dissipated, he saw that every step he took was accompanied by frost, and frost spread on his upper body. He walked slowly and attacked slowly.

"Ice superpower?"

(It is the effect of the magic pet equipment "Double-blade Ice Sword". As the freezing gas accumulates, the average melee fighter will slower and slower. The zombie is frozen after several moves. The fire-generating superpowers that are forced to be activated in the body are at work. However, the quick-generating product is a quick-generating product. The fire-generating power generated in this way is not a powerful, profound and exquisite technique, otherwise it will not be frozen by just one magic pet equipment.)

"Give up, no matter how hard it persists, it will be slower and slower, and finally the Dark God will hit the head. Although my magic pet's legs are shorter, the rapid thrust of the close range will not give the zombie a chance to get rid of the freezing state." Zhu Peng felt that the next time was garbage time, so he casually reminded the man opposite that he still had two summoning units to play anyway, so there was no need to care about the outcome of the game.

"...Are you sure you lose? Since that's the case... I'll sacrifice myself and play gloriously."

While fighting and retreating, the six-armed zombie who had been trying to get rid of the Dark God's pursuit suddenly rushed towards the metal dwarf. Its six arms spread and spread to hold the Dark God. At the same time, its body began to ignite from the inside, and its fire powers were abnormally fluctuating. However, this movement seemed to have been predicted by the Dark God. It violently swung its body and hit the chest of the six-armed zombie. At the same time, its body jumped back and protected the main body with a heavy hammer in the gap of the explosion. After a set of movements, it seemed as smooth as a flowing cloud.

"Sorry, I am also a Chinese. I am really familiar with the usual style and traditions of Chinese soldiers at the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China... On the battlefield of resisting U.S. aggression and aiding Korea, Americans did not dare to accept Chinese prisoners. It was a bit too intense, right?"

"It is not only at the beginning of the founding of the country, but it is still the glory of soldiers to serve the country with death. The giant human city that was swallowed by the abyss was not just Jinling, but in the end it was only Jinling... Because we Chinese soldiers not only have weapons and equipment that can match the United States and Russia, we did not lose the fighting will of the heroic troops back then. As the Chinese People's Liberation Army, we will only die and will not retreat. You are not a soldier, so you will never truly understand this will." The whole body seemed to be burning with substantial light. At this moment, the spiritual will in the entire arena was condensed by Zhao Chenglong in his words. Which of these children and adults in the entire arena did not have relatives and friends to sacrifice gloriously on the front-line battlefield?

At this moment, Zhao Chenglong was influenced by his words and instantly isolated Zhu Peng, making the man in black robe seem to be in an environment where all the whole country is enemies: he is not a soldier.

At the same time, a huge deformed multi-legged centipede broke out from the ground. Its body contained Zhao Chenglong's mental will at this moment. A skill similar to "pressure" was cast. The dark god froze all over his body, like a frog stared by a snake, unable to move. The next moment it was wrapped in his body by the multi-legged centipede. It was not until this moment that Zhu Peng got rid of the mental pressure that Zhao Chenglong had just displayed. But on the battlefield, he had fallen into an almost absolutely irreversible disadvantage.

The multi-foot centipede that Zhao Chenglong had seized and controlled at this time did not bite the dark god with his mouthparts, but instead stabbed the body of the little metal dwarf with his knife feet. The dark green poisonous slurry was constantly injected, and with the effect of the venom, the flesh and blood would soon melt.

"Please give in. The toxicity of this mutated black centipede can poison an elephant within thirty seconds. If you admit defeat now, your demon pet can save your life... You are different from us. Every demon pet is not a consumable to you, right?" Zhao Chenglong is the strongest spiritual sorcerer in the Jinling Military Region, and has such a terrible title as a demon. His spiritual power and sorcerer ability are second, mainly because his ability to control people's hearts is too powerful. Whether it is just taking advantage of the moment to suppress people or the words at this moment, they are terrible. If he is an ordinary opponent, he will collapse in his mind and be in chaos at this moment. He basically doesn't have to fight in the next game, and he can give in directly.

However, compared with Zhao Chenglong's words, Zhu Peng's reaction was so quiet that it made people feel abnormal. He stood there without saying anything, as if he was waiting for his demon pet to die... A few minutes later, the mutated black centipede gradually lost his anger, and the metal dwarf crawled out of the pile of corpses with difficulty. It was full of vitality, as if it had been given a lot of stimulants, carrying a sledgehammer all over the ring.

"How could this happen?" Zhao Chenglong slapped the iron railing in front of him, unable to believe his eyes.

(What do you use to deal with it? You use poison... In addition to the genuine Andalis, the shrinking version of the little Andalis is the most poisonous. Usually, the parasitic heart cannot use this part of the power of the abyss demon, but this does not mean that you don’t eat it when you come to your door.) I smiled in my heart~\(≧▽≦)/~, of course, Zhu Peng could not explain to Zhao Chenglong why this happened, so let this kid slowly wonder.

"...You have one summoning unit left. If you lose, you will be directly penetrated by Dark God with one stroke and three." The attacking words make people shook people with words, and martial artists often use this method to influence their opponents. At this moment, Zhu Peng's hands were hunched into his sleeves, shaking Zhao Chenglong's nature.
Chapter completed!