Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 320 The Sword of the Oath - Levodine
Bahn's position is only a hundred meters behind, which is the crowded Imperial Arena.

Not knowing if it was an illusion caused by some psychological reasons, Hiate sniffed her nose, and felt the smell of blood became stronger and stronger.

The gorgeous and majestic arena seemed to have changed color, turning into a scarlet slaughterhouse for executioners.

"Go away, lackey of the empire."

Naturally, Bahn would not be scared out of his wits by a single reprimand, but he tapped his chest with his left fist and said with emotion: "Loyalty is the virtue of a knight."

With a sarcasm on his face, Hiat poked his ears and said contemptuously, "But you don't have any of the virtues that a knight should have, such as justice, self-discipline, integrity, and lenient."

A rebuttal of Bahn's words was choked in his throat, and his face suddenly became embarrassing.

A knight should be a symbol of bravery, loyalty, justice, and virtue.

The knights will never break their vows, and will also use their lives to protect their homeland and weak fellows.

But nowadays, the knights of the empire seem to have no other virtues except stupid loyalty, and they will even become thugs under the nobles.

"I heard that the difficulty of your Iron Wolf Knights assessment is the top in Delos. What are you trying to comfort? Your heart that is already bleeding with black blood?"

Hiate sneered, and her aura rose slowly, like a vast ocean, with huge waves of [-] meters, overwhelming the terrified Bahn.

Time is precious, no more nonsense.

"Hiyat!"

The unparalleled terrifying pressure completely changed Bahn's expression. He was invincible. He could only block the wind pressure with one hand, struggling and screaming from his throat: "Aren't you afraid that your family will be implicated!"

Before the words were finished, the three sword qis had the potential to open up the world in an instant, split the square outside the arena, and stirred up a lot of wind and clouds.

The sword aura was fierce, and it hit Bahn's saber that quickly made a parry. The terrifying impact made it fly backwards in an instant, and even broke a tree that was as thick as a bowl behind him.

Her cold and indifferent eyes were extremely disdainful, like a proud queen, contemptuous of a pile of rubbish on the side of the road.

"Don't you feel that when I want to chat with you, there is a little more strange fragrance in the air?"

Because the armor was cracked and the pain in his chest was unbearable, Bain, who had just stood up, was stunned. He sniffed the air, and suddenly felt a subtle dizziness in his head.

"This is the pollen of the dream-eating tree. After being specially configured, it will make people forget what happened recently. Moreover, I was only a teenager when I was in the top-secret area. Now that a few years have passed, I have specially cut my hair short. This Local people, you, the host of the second phase of the transfer experiment, can still recognize me."

Hiat's eyes became a little complicated, and she wanted to lift the hand holding the sword a few times, but finally sighed, and walked straight past Bahn, as if contemptuous of an ant crouching at her feet.

"My target today is not you, and Ye Lin said that he was very curious about the reason for your crazily pursuing power, whether you lost your mind, or because of Lord Connard's niece."

The pollen of the dream-eating tree was taking effect quickly, but Bain was stunned as if he had been struck by five thunders. He opened his mouth to say something, but fell to the ground and couldn't sleep.

Located in the private room inside the arena, Beatrice, who was just opening a glass of champagne to enjoy, also noticed the accident when the call of the saints stopped, and rushed out in the first instant, the purple energy riot in the palm of her hand , hit the warship directly.

call out!
An arrow flew past her ear, and the clay mask she had been wearing on her face suddenly cracked a few cracks, which also forcibly stopped her flying momentum.

"Ludmila!"

Beatrice's heart sank suddenly, she had the same thought as Bahn now, just these few people, why would they dare to attack the Imperial Arena?
Either he lost his mind and went crazy, or he was absolutely sure.

On the bow of the Sage's Call, Ludmila released her partner, Milash, the Falcon, and let it fly high into the clouds, keeping an eye out for the direction of Veltalon.

"Unfortunately, I couldn't shoot you in the head."

Ludmila continued to put an arrow on the bowstring with a careless look, the meaning of which is self-evident, you, don't even think about moving!

Ludmila, the No. 1 bounty offered by the Delos Empire, naturally has the ability to make everyone fearful.

Even Beatrice, who once dared to chase the giant dragon, was very troubled at the moment, with a gloomy and uncertain expression.

Generally wanted criminals, such as the high-level officials of the Black Shock Group or the cadres of the Violent Hunting Group, offer a reward of hundreds of thousands to millions of gold coins. Ludmila's bounty is a full 100 billion gold coins!

Moreover, this reward period has lasted for several years. Countless bounty hunters who were blinded by money tore off the reward order, but never came back.

If the former priest Jiger was the ultimate group killing that made the imperial army fearful, then Ludmila is among the millions of troops, and he can take the head of the enemy general.

This mysterious woman made Beatrice hesitate.

To stop that swordsman underground?
Or confront Ludmila?
She had no choice but to choose the latter, because since Ludmila was standing at the bow of the ship, that is to say, if the news that the Emperor of Lyon was in the arena was exposed, there was a slight chance that the other party would try to shoot the emperor directly.

……

The entrance of the Imperial Arena is not cold and bloodthirsty, but dressed in a very casual style. The neatly trimmed green gardens are in full bloom in summer, and the sculptures in the style of the imperial national emblem are all solemn and solemn.

On both sides of the passage leading to the inside of the arena, there are tall statues of soldiers on each side, holding a huge sickle-shaped weapon and touching each other, as if they are guards of the door gods, and they seem to be the sickle of death.

In the last tens of meters of the passage, there was a continuous series of steps interlaced with platforms, and Hiate quickly stood at the starting position.

Because the life-and-death wrestling was about to start, the guards in charge of guarding the internal order were unaware of the shocking changes in the outside world, and all gathered together to wait for the signal to start.

Under the din of people, the sound of fighting outside the arena could not be heard at all.

"Should I slash that sword here, or... a little closer?"

Hiate whispered, the magic hand on her left arm became more dazzling, and at the same time, the second ghost bead was removed.

"Come closer, this is, the last game!"

Step by step, a smile appeared on the corner of Hiate's mouth, she seemed to have entered a state of detachment, with nothing and no self.

Yingtian's howling echoed in his ears, as if he had been automatically isolated.

Finally, some soldiers found this strange man who had just entered the arena, and when they were about to ask aloud, the sword energy made them all shut up.

hoo hoo hoo~
Inside the arena, a terrifying beast roar that resounded through the sky finally brought Hiate back to her senses, and slowly stopped in her tracks.

The frequent visitors of the arena, the monsters born from various experiments in the empire, are the last sparks that catalyze the beginning of bloody battles.

People will be jealous of each other, but monsters will not, and its madness will lead to the beginning of the feast.

"" The wind erodes the heart, and the stars pierce the clouds.

The stars reflect the sword shadow.

The scorching sun falls, thousands of miles travel,
My sword cuts against you! "

Hiat murmured the prophecy she learned at the Moonlight Tavern, which was called the Song of the Sword Emperor.

Who is "I"?
She used to think that she was a rebel with superb swordsmanship, and she had great expectations for this, expecting a certain superpower to lead the revolutionary army against the empire.

But now she suddenly realizes that "I" is indeed herself!

The voices became louder and louder. This time, the monster was a cyclops, which frantically chased the members in the field, and the one-eyed laser shot out a light that could cause an explosion.

Some viewers spotted Hiate standing on the high platform at the entrance, but they didn't pay attention to it. It was probably someone who got lost or a guard.

After all, the arena is so big and there are so many spectators, isn't it normal that you can't find a seat for a while?

The blood that is being fought is where the eyes should be.

Hiate took the third ghost bead slowly, the sudden pain made her teeth feel cold, but she was still smiling, very cold and cold.

She seemed to be chanting a mysterious magic spell, and the effect of the spell was to make the transfer power of the magic hand play to the extreme!
"Heroic souls don't weep for each other,

You must report to your comrades.

The cold sharpness pierces the enemy's heart,
Weeping blood on the pillow to comfort the dead. "

rumbling~
Crack ~ boom!

In an instant, there was lightning and thunder, and the sound of thunder pierced through the sky, deafening, as if a thunderbolt suddenly exploded in the center of the arena.

The sound of thunder was so weird that the residents of Veltalon, the capital of gold, and the nobles who hadn't been there turned their eyes to the place where the sound came from, but they suddenly realized that the direction was actually the Imperial Arena.

Someone finally noticed something was wrong. Why was the woman standing at the entrance of the arena who looked like a guard and lost her way suddenly shining with endless lights all over her body.

Her surging energy is more violent and violent than every gladiator fighting in the field!
In the arena, there was a rare short-term silence of human voices, only thunder bursts and hurricanes howled.

An ice-blue long sword appeared in front of Hiat, Kairadin of Ice!

She didn't hold the elemental magic sword, but condensed a new flame dagger, Planbelz of Flame.

The third is the dark attribute giant sword, Barisada of Underworld Flame.

The last four-attribute magic sword of Yujianshu, filled with electric light, the Stonebringer of Lightning.

The four elemental magic swords slowly approached in her expectant and excited eyes.

The energies of different elements resist each other but subtly merge. This is not the process of an elementalist giving birth to the sixth element, because the essence of this skill is a magic sword, not an element!

"Stop her!"

After a certain nobleman gave an order, he suddenly realized that the number of soldiers maintaining order had decreased by more than half!

yah~

A lightning arc of sparks flashed between the four magic swords with attributes, and the whole body glowed brightly. In the next moment, the magic swords were fused and born!

An incomparably gorgeous colorful giant sword captured everyone's amazed eyes.

The Sword of the Oath—Revertin!

Hiat ignored the rioting and panicking crowd, these people who gambled on people's lives for pleasure and money were not worthy of her sympathy and pity.

Moreover, he slowly grasped the hilt of Lei Wating's sword, and slowly raised his head to look at the sky, the thunder rumbled, the rain fell...

"One sword will eventually become the wind and rain, and I promise to kill the soul of ten thousand swords."

The song of the sword emperor is constantly being circulated, and new lines are constantly being added, in the hearts of all those who have the will to resist.

Now she has written an ending sentence for the song of the sword emperor, of course, it may also be the beginning...

The shifting power of the magic hand surged, and all of them poured into the sword of Revertin, and slashed out the blow that haunted people's dreams.

Sword of Glory!

……

White awns, endless white awns, the world seems to be deprived of other colors, only snow-like white is left, followed by blindness!

It was clear that the wind was howling in the sky, accompanied by thunder, but in their ears, it seemed that they could not hear any sound.

The building materials and protection methods of the Imperial Arena are naturally top-notch, but at this moment, they are quickly shattered and annihilated like mud and snow.

There are dozens of vast magic power rushing out. These are the guards of the nobles and the emperor. They are full of horror, but they can only risk their lives to go up.

But under that white light, it also crumbled and melted, like a northern snowflake emerging from the warm sun.

Only the gladiators who had been fighting bloody battles were shocked and laughed loudly, crazy and joyful.

A comforting smile appeared on the corner of Hiate's mouth, Revotin slowly dissipated in his hand, and his whole body limp and fell down, exhausted.

The Imperial Arena, which was as defensive as the Veltalon city wall, had hideous wounds on the wall and began to collapse in an all-round way.

……

"Your sister, I thought it was all for you to slash the sword outside, but you are fine and ran inside."

While complaining bitterly, Yelin hugged the half-shocked Hiate and quickly fled the collapsed place without looking back.

It doesn't matter how much it kills or what the consequences are, it doesn't matter at all now, it's the serious thing to run away as soon as possible.

"Hey hey hey? Why are you here? EX Dornier? Impossible."

Hiat stretched out her arms to wrap his arms around his neck and rubbed against his chest vigorously, not only pleasantly surprised but also full of puzzlement.

Dornier's speed is not fast enough to reach Veltalon, and EX Dornier is too big to be free and easy in the territory of Delos, all the way to the arena.

"You'll find out later!"

Next to the Sage's Call, there was a shuttle-shaped metal ship no smaller than a warship, and Kelly was shouting and waving inside.

"Have you forgotten, I asked Kaili to build a spaceship that will go to the heavens in the future, and the energy of this ship is the source energy of the Skyhawk organization. At full strength, it is one point faster than the speed of the voice of the saint."

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ps: Because the author can’t see the pirated version, so it takes up a little bit of text, and it happens to be stuck at 3999, more than a hundred and ten, and no extra point will be charged for the genuine version.

Occasionally, I searched for pirated copies of this book through the web, because the name I chose was relatively long, and then I saw the weird search association.

Formerly known as: xxx's indecent xxx
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