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Chapter 688: Unlimited chaos without rules(1/3)

A group of people stood in the hall, each keeping his posture unchanged, and his eyes couldn't even turn.

This scene is really weird, and with the gloomy and terrifying surroundings, there is no sense of incongruity in acting on the spot.

After the initial panic and confusion, after figuring out the situation in the hall, if it weren't for being unable to move, almost everyone on Fang Cheng would have laughed out loud.

More than a dozen people surrounded Ofey and the Ghost Rider in the middle.

Even if Dracula was sitting on the throne, they had the advantage of the number of people.

Dracula and the Apocalypse Knights had the advantage of numerical power before. Fang Cheng was the only one who was here and Peng Jie, plus a Salina who had no effect.

That's why Fang Cheng had to use his dark consciousness to capture his competitors as his subordinates, and at the same time, he divided and disintegrated the alliance between the Apocalypse Knights and Dracula.

Until now, the number of people has finally exceeded.

Thirteen to three, one person drowns with one mouthful of saliva, but it should be no problem to kill the master's tutor by random punches.

Ofey and the other two were a little panicked. They finally found the position of the throne in advance, and even had an internal conflict over this.

As a result, Dracula sat on her butt and actually sent everyone over.

If I had known this, it would have been a big deal of internal conflict.

And the person who feels the most confused is Dracula.

He thought that after sitting on the throne, he would become the king of the undead, but he didn't expect that this butt would put himself in a desperate situation.

In this strange and silent atmosphere, the surrounding environment gradually changed.

The ground of the entire hall turned into soft sand, the glass on the top disappeared, and bright sunlight shone in, dispelling the gloomy and terrifying atmosphere.

A circular high wall gradually rose around, surrounding everyone, and behind the wall were neatly tilted upwards.

Amid the rumbling sound, the gloomy hall disappeared, replaced by a giant arena.

Dracula, who was sitting on the throne, turned into a ray of light and appeared among the crowd.

The throne continued to rise with the emergence of the arena, reaching the center, aiming at everyone from a high position.

On the throne, a faint black figure appeared.

The figure leaned on the throne's elbow, supported his cheeks, crossed his legs, and sat on the throne in a leisurely and relaxed posture, overlooking the bottom.

As soon as this figure appeared, it immediately aroused everyone's vigilance and surprise.

But soon, more figure outlines gradually appeared in the surrounding circular auditorium.

A lot of black figures appeared, and they waved their limbs in the audience and made various movements.

Flashes of cheers and shouts were heard, echoing in the arena.

This seems to be the reappearance of the grand occasion of the arena many years ago. People have disappeared in the long river of history, and only the images of the past are still alive.

"Will this let us duel to show these shadows?"

Isaac subconsciously spoke, then said in surprise: "Hey, can you speak?"

The next moment, Fang Cheng, whose body had recovered his freedom, turned his head and looked at Ofy directly, and two sun rays shot towards her.

Ofey had regained the Knight's sword, and with a blow, the blade hit the sun's rays, bursting out a dazzling fire.

The evil spirit knight on the side waved his huge chain hammer and swept across everyone on Fang Cheng.

Peng Jie took the initiative to meet him, and used his indestructible body to hit the chain hammer, making a clang sound, deafening sound.

Ofey took the opportunity to jump up and swung his knife to cut down a red sword light that was a hundred meters long.

Isis beside Fang Cheng raised her hand and came forward with invisible power.

Idealism vs. God's Power.

boom!

The strong shock wave generated when the two forces collided, blooming among the crowd like an explosion.

People below the disaster subconsciously retreated and hid behind Fang Cheng. Ofey and the Ghost Rider also took the opportunity to retreat.

When the smoke and dust disappeared, all people were divided into three camps.

There were thirteen people on Fang Cheng's side together, and Ofy and the Ghost Knight also stood together.

Only Dracula was alone.

Fang Cheng and Isis looked over in surprise.

A little detail can make them think a lot. Dracula did not cooperate with Ofey and the Ghost Rider to take action, and now she still keeps her distance from them. Is it because of an internal strife?

Even if it is an internal strife, the Ghost Knight should follow Dracula, why did he run to Ofy?

No matter what the reason is, Dracula and Ofey were infighting among themselves, and Fang Cheng was excellent news.

When! When! When! When! When!

The deafening bell suddenly rang.

The cheers in the audience became even stronger.

But the area of ​​the entire arena is expanding rapidly, and the earth is like a rubber band being stretched strongly.

Originally, Ofy and the Ghost Rider were standing not far away from the opposite side. As the area expanded, they turned into two extremely subtle black dots in their field of view in a blink of an eye.

The same is true for Dracula, and you can't see it if you don't look carefully.

The surrounding high walls expanded to disappear, but the bells and cheers were still there.

Fang Cheng looked up and found that many clouds appeared in the originally blue sky.

The outlines of those who cheered were all transferred to the clouds, the throne of the Undead and the figure sitting on the throne.

It lies above the clouds and continues to look down below.

When the bell disappeared, a passionate and high voice fell from the sky and spread throughout the earth.

"Pick up your weapons and fight. This is your stage. Only the winner can ascend to the throne."

When the sound disappeared, the cheers became more and more intense than ever, as if there were really a large group of enthusiastic spectators watching.

Obviously, the end of this competition was a scramble with no rules and no restrictions.

The only indicator is the winner.

This rule is simply tailored to Fang Cheng, because he has the largest number of people on his side, and he can even drag the opponent to death.

He turned his head and looked at Peng Jie: "How come you are here?"

Peng Jie shook his head and said, "We are also confused."

He tried his best to escape from Ofey's hands and happened to meet Eve and the others.

The four people walked together again and finally encountered a terrifying sandstorm.

Peng Jie relied on the ground escape technique and took three oil bottles through the sandstorm, and was then sucked into the giant city by a burst of light.

When he explained, his eyes were on Isis, and he secretly asked Fang Cheng with his heart.

"This is... the Queen of Blood? Didn't she be defeated by you? How could she be here?"

"I'll stop talking about it."

"Can't you tell a long story?"

“Not available.”

Fang Cheng turned his head and looked at Isis. Before he could speak, Isis took the initiative to say: "Leave it to me, and it's time for me to settle the grudges between me and him for many years."

Fang Cheng gave her a thumbs up, then looked back at Peng Jie: "I hand over all the hands of everyone. Can you get rid of the Ghost Knight? I feel he is a little better than you."

With so many people, it is 100% possible to press the Ghost Rider to the ground and trample it to death.

But Peng Jie did not slap his chest carefully. After being slashed by Ofe several times, he is very cautious now: "I will do my best, and I will not drag you down."

"No problem, I believe in you."

Fang Cheng reached out and patted Peng Jie on the shoulder, and handed him the Five Thunder Evil Suppression Talisman.

Peng Jie was slightly stunned and did not accept it: "Since you won, that's your thing."

"I didn't say it wasn't mine, so what should I do is my freedom."

Fang Cheng forced the talisman into Peng Jie's hand: "I'll give it to you now, take it, I won't use it anyway."

This Five Thunder Evil Suppression Talisman is indeed powerful, but it is of little use to Fang Cheng now.

Moreover, this thing is only effective in dealing with the undead, and it does not have that great effect on the Apocalypse Knight. It is better than Fang Cheng to beat the Apocalypse manually.

Peng Jiecai didn't believe that this thing was not useful, but he just thought Fang Cheng was thinking about him and sent it back.

"Don't believe it, it's useless to me."

"I understand, you don't need to say anything more."

Peng Jie was very moved and accepted the talisman: "Don't worry, with this talisman drawn by the ancestor, I will definitely be able to kill the evil spirit knight."

Fang Cheng looked at his touched look and his mouth twitched slightly.
To be continued...
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