MTL - Devil-Chapter 90

Looking up again, Aunt’s gaze just hit the owner of the black skirt.

It was a very exaggerated and horrible face. The skin of the skull was yellowish brown. There was a pair of great eyes on it. There was no white eye. It was pure black. The bridge of the nose did not exist. There were two small places where it should be the nose. The small hole should be the nostrils, and there is a very wide mouth underneath.

Unmoving, Aunt thought of the thing called the frog on the black little diaper, but there seems to be no such bulge on the frog's skin. The lady looks more like...

Hey.

No one can take a picture of Mrs. Contalo, so that Auntie is the first time she saw her appearance today. Fortunately, the frog looked too much. He didn't even move his eyebrows.

He just nodded slightly to the lady with a terrible appearance, then calmly returned to the neck and re-focused his attention on the stage.

There was a heavy sound in the box next to it, and it should be that the lady was also seated.

With the scream of Warcraft below, the beast began.

The Colosseum is also good, the fighting platform is worth mentioning. Their design is similar to the design of the Earth Gymnasium. The audience is higher than the competition platform. However, unlike the gymnasium, the fighting field here is more like a labyrinth of depression. There are several entrances. From which entrances, Warcraft is put into the field. Generally, two World of Warcraft encounters are randomly arranged. They fight in a limited grid, the losing party dies, and the winning party can pass through the lattice wall. The open door enters the next grid and is compared to the same upgraded Warcraft for the next round.

One grid, only two World of Warcraft to win the end of the road can enter the most central platform of the venue, that is the real Combat!

This is the real plasma film!

These are the beasts of Warcraft, which are trained to be the beasts of the beasts. They bite and wrestle each other. Almost every time the claws fall off, they will bring away a large piece of flesh and blood. Whenever this time, the intentionally designed white fighting ground floor will splash. A large piece of blood, as time goes by, the floor will even be completely covered with red blood, and at this time, the audience outside the field often sees red eyes.

Mrs. Contaro, who was next door, was obviously red-eyed. She laughed and slammed the railing. Her strength was so great that the railing in front of her aunt next door shook slightly.

The whole audience of the monsters were stimulated by blood to a frenetic state. Even the snow hidden in the box began to knock on the floor with excitement. Only the dark-haired Mr. Felzaha remained the initial calm.

In other words, Mr. Felzaha can be said to be the most unpopular audience in the fighting arena.

Even if it is not driven by the atmosphere of the venue, even if I look at him, I feel that the blood in the body is slowly cooling down.

It’s a cold king!

While waving his fist, the snow vomited.

"Oh, it’s really exciting to watch." Mr. Felzaha smiled slightly.

"Oh." Snow's heart is a bit broken at this time.

Your expression can't see any excitement at all!

All the way to the last two World of Warcraft finally jumped to the most central fighting platform at the same time, do not know what the original color of the two World of Warcraft is, at this moment, these two World of Warcraft are all red.

Filled with the blood of the opponent, or have their own, roaring, almost at the moment of standing on the fighting platform, they roared and rushed to the opposite opponent!

"Eiffel! Kill it! Kill it! Take it out and eat it! Eat it!" In the screams of the audience, the snow screams were almost drowned, but The door to Mrs. Contaro next door was very large and passed through the wall to the aunt.

When the dead water scorpion moved back into the field and the line of sight fell on one of the World of Warcraft, Aunt looked at the snow and gave him the information in advance, and found that the Warcraft named Eiffel was brought by Mrs. Contalo. Warcraft.

Just as he turned over the information, the game was already settled.

As Mrs. Contalo yelled, the name of the world-famous Warcraft opened a **** mouth, and bite off the neck of the opponent's Warcraft.

The opponent's size is quite large. It bite for a long time. During this period, the other party has been dying and struggling until it doesn't move any more. It just loosens its mouth, stretches out huge claws and scratches the other's stomach, dragging it out. The opponent's intestines of Warcraft, big mouthful stuttering.

Some people are annoyed, some are ecstatic, and the monsters on the field are boiling like boiling water.

Mrs. Contaro seemed to stand up. There were countless monsters in the direction of her. They looked at the railings, slaps their hands, yelled in their mouths, and said something of congratulations, sitting in her next door. He was also shot at the same time by this enthusiasm.

"It's a little too excited." Gently screaming with the big stream, the black-haired monster smiled slightly and said that only he could hear it.

The snow next to him has completely stripped off his upper body clothes, and now they are holding them in their hands and waving, just like waving a big flag.

"The ultimate winner of this beast competition is -"

"Mrs. Contalo!!!!!"

The voice of the host sounded in the hall. With this sound, countless flowers burst in the box of Mrs. Contalo's box, and countless whistles came from below. Mrs. Contalo was surrounded by applause and flowers. It is.

The scent of flowers, mixed with the smell of Warcraft blood in the field, mixed into a wonderful taste.

"Congratulations to Mrs. Contalo, the 10 million gold prizes in this competition will be owned by Mrs. Contalo!"

Money, blood, fighting, honor - the atmosphere inside the venue was instantly fired to the hottest!

At this time, Mrs. Contalo spoke: "This game is too dull. Does anyone want to challenge my Eiffel? I will pay for a little fun for everyone, if anyone can beat Eiffel, This 10 million bonus will be owned by him!"

Look! This is the most popular fighting scene audience!

Have fun and make fun in the fighting arena! This is the real fighting madness! Although she was very big for the trouble that Mrs. Contalo brought to herself, but as a shareholder of the fighting field, as the same fighting madness, the snow really appreciates her at this moment.

Mrs. Contaro’s speech was too confusing, and he couldn’t help but want to go to the stage to try it out, however –

I looked at the huge Warcraft that was more than 3 meters tall in the field, and looked at my small body. I rationally let him brake.

The audience present was estimated to have experienced such a process, many people's shoes have fallen out, and finally jumped back from midair.

These people naturally added a lot of fun to the field, and when they were smiling and cowardly, the venue was even more heated.

Under the temptation of high bonuses, many people even ran from the fighting field next door. However, almost everyone saw the moment when they saw the World of Warcraft on the fighting platform.

"No one dares to give it a try? Then, 10 million I will take it away -" Haha laughed, Mrs. Contalo was talking, suddenly -

In the box next door, a black shadow jumped out from there.

"It's really... a little excited." The cloak and the black jacket were thrown in the box's own seat. The black-haired man stood on the most central fighting platform, releasing the cufflinks with one hand, he would white. The sleeves of the shirt were meticulously pulled up, and then the neckline of the shirt that was originally attached to the top button was released.

When he appeared on the fighting platform, the entire Colosseum suddenly became quiet.

All the audience seemed to be stunned.

Too bad to adjust!

The man in front of me and this **** table are too dissonant!

Wearing all the high-quality shirts and shoes that can't be afforded a year ago, he looks elegant and calm, and it's enough to dress up for a dance or an auction, but not for a fighting game!

"It's Phil Zhaha! It's Mr. Felzaha!" At this time, someone recognized the identity of the monster on the stage. The people in this city are richer, and the fighting mad will occasionally participate in an auction. Someone immediately recognized the black hair monster!

There has never been a positive photo of this upstart monster in the newspaper, but as a frequent newsmaker, the name Ferzha is known to everyone.

Even if there is no smell, at the moment, a hundred passes, and in a blink of an eye, all the monsters present know the deeds and names of the monsters in the field.

The young monopoly, the vip big customer of the auction, actually jumped to the fighting platform at this moment?

"Mr. Firzaha! Are you really ready? Have you bought insurance? Have your wills been written? Who is the property beneficiary?"

The sports news (?!) reporter at the scene immediately changed the layout, and actively defined his identity to the financial version and the entertainment version, and began to desperately ask for black hair monsters.

The submerged scorpion water wave generally looks at the person who asks questions, and then, accompanied by a huge Warcraft 嘶吼, the reporter who was still on the side of the field trembled, and immediately fell softly.

The scarlet Warcraft is furious.

Standing on the side of the former opponent who was eaten by himself, the blind man without any feelings turned his eyes to the black monster in front of him.

All creatures that stand on a table are opponents.

So, the black monster in front of him is its new opponent.

The huge eyelids firmly locked the opposite monster, the red Warcraft stood still, the blood that had not yet solidified arrived from its long thick hair, and fell into the **** river of a small river under its feet, disappearing.

The black leather shoes with excellent texture are also standing in the same small river. The sight is no longer looking at the auditorium outside the stadium. The black-haired monster's dead water-like scorpion directly depicts the opposite Warcraft.

His figure reflected in the **** river, it looked a touch of red.

Then, suddenly -

The reflection disappeared.

He moved!

No one can capture his movements, the audience of the audience can only infer from the painful response of Red World Warcraft what the other party is doing now!

"Mr. Felzaha attacked!"

"He attacked Eiffel's head!"

"Eiffel was shot!"

"It flies back!"

"It seems to want to bite Mr. Felzaha!"

"Bite yourself!"

Such a heavyweight character came off, the host wanted to explain it, however...

Can't see! He can't see anything!

No way, he can only say what he can only see!

However, with the speed of the attack of the magic object, the speed of Warcraft is gradually accelerating, and there is only a virtual shadow on the fighting platform. He can't see anything!

Until the last moment -

With a heavy bang, Eiffel's bulky body landed.

Its fur is very thick and there are no scars on the body, however -

It was another loud sound, and heavy objects fell from the sky.

It is the huge, unspeakable head of Red World of Warcraft.

Dagger!

Do not! Without any traces of cutting, the head of Red Warcraft was torn from the body by humans!

This terrible power...

There was a clear sound of swallowing water in the microphone.

Then, when the dark-haired monster jumped from mid-air after a while, the audience was silent.

The body was covered with blood, and the black-haired monster smiled and waved at the scene. There was a huge cheering in the field!