Now it's the third round of the Yoke Contest, Battle Royale. Teams of 10 help each other. According to a story, the first team to escape from the arena wins, or kill the entire opposing team.
It's just that Grey's team had a [error]. The guy who created the giant dragon in the second game is back and put a group of extremely powerful guys into the game. The most annoying thing is that these guys are still a bunch of dead people! How to fight this? !
"Haha! These guys are my favorite toys!" Black sat on a branch and watched the battle below playfully, "Can you fight them? Can you fight them?"
"Shut up!" King was so annoyed by him that since he was dead, wouldn't he just destroy it until he could no longer move!
Grey stabbed a demon beast to death, and before he could catch his breath, he suddenly felt a collapse in his body and almost fell to the ground uncontrollably. Looking at the other people, they are getting slower and slower.
"Is this... poison?" Laura sniffed the air slightly, it smelled of violets.
"Leave it to me!" Shiro held the Tower of Light high, and the bright light instantly increased several degrees, illuminating the fine dust in the air. Several people suddenly felt their spirits shake, and Laura took the opportunity to pluck the strings, and the beautiful melody carried the beautiful but dangerous poison in the air with a gentle wind.
Black frowned and stepped back into the shadows, "Kill that girl first!"
The sniper that had been chasing Grey suddenly changed its target and shot at Shiro, but the huge dark wheel spun, deflecting all the bullets.
"My sister will be guarded by me!" Kuro waved his hand, and the dark wheel accurately cut to a huge rock. The rock shattered into two pieces, and two figures flashed from behind. One of them's arm was wrapped in data and instantly changed. It became a huge sharp blade, collided with the dark wheel, and was shaken away at the same time.
The boy with different pupils was already standing with King, the boy waved his hand, the ground trembled, and countless crystal spikes shouted towards King like a tsunami. King sneered, and the fighting intent in his eyes was even stronger. Gungnir roared, ignoring those crystals, and piercing the heart of the boy with different pupils!
I can't believe you don't hide! King sneered, completely ignoring the crystal scratching his body. The boy with different pupils frowned slightly, and a huge ball of light stood in front of him, but he couldn't resist Gungnir. The boy flew out and fell heavily on the wall. But soon stood up again, the orange pupil is surging hostility.
Black watched all this and suddenly laughed. With his laughter, his arms, cheeks and neck were split open, revealing one eye after another.
"Finally, finally come to me." He leapt into the shadows behind him.
***
The world here is crimson, a corner abandoned by the gods. The dark and chaotic reality is like a monster that will condense into a terrifying monster in the next second. There are scarlet eyes everywhere, like a broken world.
It's just that the young man standing in the dark didn't mind at all. There was a light floating beside him, and any demons and monsters were isolated from the light.
"You were here, I thought you would be next to him." Black stuck his head out of a black hole.
"Long time no see, Black." The boy gave him a cold look, "Your IQ won't really drop, right?"
Black sat on a large chair made of darkness, "No, why else would I be looking for you?"
"Don't pretend to be stupid." The young man put his hands behind his back, like a parent interrogating a child, "Your inheritor... Or, your container, won't you come too."
Black didn't answer, just smiled at him.
"It was an unpleasant conversation." The boy turned to leave, but was suddenly blocked by black mist.
"Did I let you go?" Black's voice sounded behind him, "You're like this every time, come and go as you want, which makes me very embarrassed."
With a crisp snap of his fingers, Black was shaken and flew out, turned a few somersaults and stopped in the air.
"Don't forget who you are now." The young man smiled coldly, disappearing into the endless darkness, "Idiot."
"Although I can't say it's a complete thing now. But when I come back to the world, the rebels will all surrender."
***
In a world of ice and snow, stands a huge research institute. On the institute is a huge black swan logo, which symbolizes the institute.
"Has the Supreme finally woken up?" An old man in a white coat said.
"Yes, his power has been detected, just in the Yuke Contest." A middle-aged man beside the old man said, "Two kings, but both are black."
"But I remember, your son should also be in that game, right?" The old man suddenly turned to look at the middle-aged man as if he had thought of something.
"You remember correctly." The middle-aged man nodded.
"Very good, let him come here as soon as possible." The old man looked at the sun that was about to set in the glacer, "We, the [God Rebels] still need his strength."
"As ordered." The middle-aged man replied. The old man left with satisfaction, leaving the middle-aged man standing alone on the roof of the institute. He took out a cigarette and lit it, took a deep breath, and the afterglow between the puffs of mist illuminated his face, reminiscent of Grey.
Come on, son, I'm here waiting for you.