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Chapter 17 Blood Arena (3)

When I looked from a distance, I felt that the town was messy, but after walking a distance inside, when the three of them stepped into the ground that seemed to be stained with blood, the seemingly shaky wooden house seemed to be stripped of illusions and transformed into a magnificent city. Unlike the carefully crafted elves and ancient dwarves, on the walls, pillars, and even the bricks and stones on the ground, the flowers, plants and animals were decorated with beasts that symbolize power. The thick black and bloody red were the only colors, and there was breathless depression everywhere.

"Is this... hallucination?" After a few seconds of stagnation, Asa was the first to ask a question.

The demonic bloodline made Vera discover the essence of this city more easily than humans, and she also rarely gave a good answer, "No, what you see now is its true appearance."

Link, who was standing beside him, had no expression on his face, and didn't know what he was thinking. Vera, who had long been used to his divergent thinking, knew that Link must be thinking about something important, and did not disturb him, so Asa stood quietly. After a long time, Link came to her senses, "This illusion is not simple."

"Didn't it mean it's not an illusion?" Asa felt that Vera's gaze was almost burning two holes in her back.

"Are you deaf? You can't tell the difference between hallucinations and illusions."

Link raised his hand and stopped Vera from further scolding.

"These seemingly messy buildings are not built randomly, but are repaired according to some rules. I just used my perception to investigate and confirmed that the entire city itself is a huge magic circle."

He was not dazed because of meditation, but entered a semi-meditation state to observe around him.

The low wooden houses on the outermost periphery form the basic ring of the magic circle, the uneven middle buildings form runes, and the innermost core energy source of the magic circle is the arena. If you guess correctly, this should be a huge sacrifice place, and those who fight for reputation, money and even freedom are all sacrifices.

Due to the special geographical location, the Chenxi Sect cannot enter Nanyanzhou. The orcs themselves are chaotic camps. In addition, even if a mage notices it, they will not expose this matter. After all, the mages who come here are not good people. Why do you have to do thankless things? Such a huge magic circle can be set up, either a big demon or an evil god in the chaotic camp. Unless your head is stuck in the door, you will risk your life to inform the Chenxi Sect. Besides, just dealing with the undead who went south has exhausted most of the energy of the Chenxi Sect. Compared with the past mortal enemies, the Chenxi Sect focuses more on the rising immortal empire. There is no intention to care about this matter beyond its ability and jurisdiction.

Asa realized that he remembered the illusion of mercenaries when he first arrived in the town. Could it be that those illusions were illusions? He clearly felt his breathing and heartbeat.

"Those people..."

"They are just ordinary people who have no ability. Although they are in the same area as us, they are in a different space. The crumbling wooden houses and dirty streets are both real, and the magnificent city as a palace is also real. They just use space techniques to separate them. This not only eliminates some unnecessary troubles, but also saves the process of checking one by one."

Trouble? Process? Asa was confused, but it was hard to ask any more. Some black shadows popped up on the streets with a slightly gloomy overall style. If the little monsters running around before were harmless, then these black shadows with only blurred bodies would be much more dangerous.

"Hide first, we will deal with it here."

This sentence is said to the shadow thief with low combat power. As for Vera Link, he can vent appropriately through his consciousness, but don't make too much noise.

boom--

The entire street was baptized by the fiery flames, not only the dark shadows, but also the poor-minded people hiding in the dark were affected. Those who were agile were only slightly burned, and they rolled on the ground with unretreated several times before they could extinguish the lit clothes.

Link didn't move, his eyes staring straight into the dark corner at the end of the street. For a moment, a figure in a black robe walked out.

"I haven't seen such a pure fire element in a long time." The visitor was not embarrassed because his hiding point was discovered. His hoarse voice was very consistent with the gloomy and terrifying environment here.

Although the body was covered with a wide robe, the elements surrounding the body still exposed the identity of the man, a mage.

Similarly, the mage was also looking at the new outsiders. Although it was rare to combine the mixed blood of elves and demons, he was more interested in the other person, oh...the premise was that he was really a human. The human form had the breath of a beast. Although it was well concealed, it was not without a trace.

"What is this?" Link couldn't hear the joy and anger in his not-so-up tone.

"Ah~ Please don't mind, this is the rule here. If the newcomer can't even deal with the lowest level of the Phantom, he is not qualified to step into the Blood Arena." The mage Yun Danfeng explained lightly that his aura was not very strong, and he gave people the feeling that it was the stage of enlightenment, but he was strolling in such a dangerous place, with a strong sense of abruptness.

"It is also the rule here to explain to outsiders who are visiting for the first time?"

Link's tone remained unchanged, but the mage felt a sense of pressure coming to his face, and was surprised and confused.

I deliberately hid my strength before, why do I show it now?

"Just curious, after all, half-elves with demon blood are rare." As soon as the mage finished speaking, Vera's flame turned into a long whip and whipped it quickly and quickly.

Bang!

The ground was hit by a fire whip and a deep mark was splashed everywhere. The mage was no longer in place, and his whole person turned into a shadow and retreated quickly.

Vera's face darkened and she chased her out. After walking a few steps, she stopped and looked back at Link, where someone stood there at some point.

Asa hid in the shadows, noticed the man's arrival earlier than Vera. After seeing the other person's appearance, he hesitated instead. It was the arena "champion" riding a flying lizard that he saw when he was riding a caravan before.

"If I had known it was a thorny rose, you would have been watching it." A sarcastic voice echoed in the empty streets.

"There is no way, who can't help it when I see the beauty." The afterimage dissipated and turned into a white light, which was directly transmitted to Link's nearby. The mage lifted his hood and had a young face that was inconsistent with his voice. He looked like he was in his early twenties.

Vera was furious, and the flame elements around her body doubled. At this moment, Link gestured to her.

【Wait, they have no malicious intentions.】

【But……】

[You and I work together to beat them. Don’t be impatient. Let’s look at their intentions first. Here, even if you beat these two, there are other things. It’s impossible to choose them all, so I will reveal my identity.]

【knew.】

After Link's persuasion, Vera, who was furious, compromised again.

The mage's eyes were all staring at the diagonal back. Seeing the half-elf in the demonic bloodline with a look of restrained anger, he couldn't help but turn his attention to Link.

The street is dim. Even night vision may not be able to see the expression on your face clearly, let alone the look. Without words, you cannot directly communicate with others by observing words and expressions... The devil?!

What is the origin of this man? He can actually take half-elves with demonic blood as a devil? The elves have no good feelings for humans. If they are captured as slaves, they will even protest in a fierce way of committing suicide. Judging from her appearance, she doesn't want to be charged with her mind, but she is willing to do so?

"I'm rude, two." The arena champion dressed in an aristocratic style explained in a Xindu accent. "We just want to try your strength."

"Then?" Link turned around and turned his back to the mage. It was obviously a gap, but the mage could not have the idea of ​​temptation.

"If I can't give a reasonable explanation, I won't just let it go." In such a place where the prey on the weak is iron rule, tolerance is to show weakness. Link responded with a rare tough attitude. Once he retreated, he would attract more sneak attacks.

"Invite two to join." The champion with a noble character made a shocking speech and then he gave an explanation.

The cracks in the Great Sinking Pit reach the abyss. While many monsters follow this rift and enter the material world unimpeded, some mages who pursue power also try to enter the abyss through it. That is a space where the weak cannot stand. Mages with insufficient power will never dare to enter easily. Excessive power will be blocked by the fault of space between the material world and the abyss. The best way is to enter the abyss by reverse summoning. How could the evil and cunning demons easily agree to such selfless conditions? In the end, the agreement reached is to swap positions, and the power that the barrier can bear is also limited. The higher the mage rank in the past, the stronger the demons entering the material world are.

In order to compete for a limited location, the mages established temporary competition venues near the Great Stolen Pit. Over time, in addition to the mages, they also gathered black market merchants and mercenaries who wanted money and life.

[Is it reliable? Such a rhetoric?] Vera asked.

[It's not entirely nonsense. It may be difficult to tear open the barrier between space with the power of a few mages. That was built by the first generation to protect the material world. If a large magic circle was built and blood and negative emotions were continuously used as sacrifices, the demons in the abyss might expand the rifts to a level that they could withstand their passage.] Link felt that it was a bit credible, but he came to the Great Sinks to pass by. While fighting the slave trade, he would find a few suitable members at the same time, but he did not intend to play in the arena.

[Do you want to agree?] Vera's tone was unpredictable.

Link obviously didn't expect this, [Why, are you very interested in the arena?]

[I want to improve my strength as soon as possible. Here I don’t have to worry too much about my bloodline, and I can use the power of the devil with all my pleasure.]

So that's it... relying too much on divine power, the back-level of the camp will fall to the expert level. Link knew what Doyle and Vera thought, and they must be afraid that they would become a burden to drag their backs, so they would be anxious to improve their ranks.

[Okay, most of the people who come here are for the arena. If we don’t participate, it will seem suspicious.] After talking to Vera, Link temporarily changed his attention.

Seeing that he had been silent, the two invitees who had no hope had heard Link's agreed reply.

"It depends on what conditions you can offer." (To be continued...)
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