Game of Destiny: This player is different

If the phantom summoned by Isaiel Xia Yue is full of divine brilliance, and each move is graceful and majestic, then the sudden appearance of the bloody hand is like a horse fog returning from purgatory, exuding a ferocious and grim look from the inside out. The barrier of divine power that originally covered the surroundings was torn apart. Above the sky and in the clouds, a dazzling red light shone, rolling mist rolled, and a figure walked out of the space crack calmly. Black hair and black eyes, thirty years old, his facial features are not perfect when taken alone, but put together, he has an irresistible masculine charm. Mature and intellectual, greasy and restrained, tall and straight, perfect body, the gray suit is not decorated with extra decorations, and the low-key image and the floating crimson phantom behind him form a sharp visual contrast, not to mention the group of blood clan guards who followed and appeared, full of murderous intent. This outfit looks familiar, it seems that Elite is like this,

but the temperament between the two is a bit different, about thirty or forty floors high.

In an instant,

the pressure on everyone's shoulders dissipated, replaced by a thick bloody smell,

while stopping the destruction of the world, everything returned to peace.

"Master, Master."

After seeing the appearance of the newcomer, assistant Vera took the lead in reacting,

knelt on one knee, put her hand on her waist, and lowered her head to the man hanging in the air.

Not only her,

including the confidants and the staff of the Colosseum, all made the same gesture,

even Elite withdrew and nodded slightly with a respectful expression.

There is no way, a higher rank can crush a person, not to mention that he is two levels lower than him,

even if they belong to different factions, the rules should be followed.

"Duke Nelius?"

Isel Xia Yue found that she was about to swing her arm, and she couldn't hit him any more, so she narrowed her eyes and looked at the man who was almost on the same level as her.

She immediately found the clue, and it turned out that he had borrowed the authority of the blood clan prince...

"High priest, you can beat me or kill me, but can you not do it in our territory?

It took a lot of effort to run the industry, and you burned it down like this.

The blood clan doesn't have a large territory like the elves, and they all rely on doing small businesses to make a living."

The man named Nelius spoke lightly, but there was no trace of pain in his words.

For some low-level civilizations, the loss of an arena is indeed a great pain,

But the blood clan is famous for being rich, and they can't survive without losing this industry...

Let's talk about the accident where the test drive turned into a test flight, and the rocket turned into a navigation system, and almost fulfilled the promise made to the people.

"So?"

Isel Xia Yue pulled back his palm and responded coldly,

Hoffman and the goblin warships were previously suppressed by him.

But Nelius appeared with the authority of the prince,

If they start a war, it's hard to say who will win.

"Haha, so let's stop here,

High priest, do you want to start a full-scale war between the two civilizations?"

Grand Duke Nelius was calm and kicked the ball back directly,

Then he looked at Qin,

When he found the statue of Irene, he paused slightly and showed a look of great interest.

"Are you the guest invited by Irene?"

His voice was not loud, but it could be clearly heard throughout the audience: "Yes, you are very courageous.

Since Irene has personally sent the invitation letter, I will not let you get into trouble before that."

Qin Nuo did not say anything, and he always held the statue in his palm,

If the situation is not right, he will use it immediately, and then take out the portal and leave.

"Nelius, do you want to save him?"

Isel Xia Yue's eyes were like knives.

The enemy was right in front of him, and he would never give up.

"So what, and..."

Before he finished speaking,

Bang——

A huge dwarf statue as big as a mountain fell from the sky and smashed heavily into the ruins of the Colosseum.

With a heavy hammer in the right hand and a strong shield in the left hand,

It was covered with gray stone, and it was majestic and domineering in its every move.

"The Giant God Soldier will only be used at the first level of combat readiness."

Hoffman, who had just pulled all his men back, looked up at the giant statue standing in the distance with mixed feelings.

On the one hand, he was relieved that the reinforcements had finally arrived,

On the other hand, he secretly sighed that His Majesty the King was still the same, preferring to send the Giant God Soldier rather than show up.

Seeing the huge monster appear,

Isel Xia Yue's heart sank, and he completely gave up the idea of ​​starting a war.

If it was just Nelius, she would be able to kill him even if she risked getting hurt.

But if the Giant Gods joined the battle, she would have to consider whether she could leave alive.

"High Priest, you violated the agreement we made before.

Now I, Kurdlan Bronzebeard, in the name of the King's Iron Hand, order you to disarm.

Please note that this is the first warning.

If you resist, you will be forced to do so.

And Marin Noxel, NeliusDuke Lius,

You have also violated the safety regulations of the Kingdom of Hels. You must stop your activities immediately and cooperate with the investigation. "

A deep and vicissitudes voice came out,

The stone eyes of the giant god soldier flashed with light, as if ready to take action at any time.

Silence, silence, is the sound of the current,

One second, two seconds, three seconds,

Mr. Marin pushed his monocle and directed his employees to dock the warship at the collapsed mountain range in the distance.

Four seconds, five seconds, six seconds,

Grand Duke Nelius put away his bloody breath and led the blood guards to meet Vera and Elite.

Seven seconds, eight seconds, nine seconds,

Isel Xia Yue disarmed and returned with a frosty face to the sentinel troops.

Soon, a number of explosion-proof armored vehicles crushed the ice and drove quickly.

Nearly 10,000 soldiers of the garrison came out in a line and surrounded the scene tightly.

At the same time, the Giant God Soldier slowly approached.

Every step caused the earth to tremble, and stepped out a pit of several meters.

When it came to a hundred meters in front, the pressure of the giant rushed forward.

Ordinary people were as small and fragile as ants compared to it.

"Hoffman, you did a good job. You protected the safety of your subordinates in the first place."

A gray-haired dwarf walked out of the Giant God Soldier.

He was strong, with broad shoulders and arms, and his figure was very powerful.

He had carefully groomed his red beard and combed his hair back, mixed with a lot of gray, and looked like he was overworked.

However, he had been in power for a long time,

which made the dwarf's eyes sparkle, and he carried the heavy pressure of the upper power.

"Prime Minister. "

Although Hoffman was of the same generation as the other party, he still nodded respectfully,

Then he pointed at the rioters and briefly explained the cause and effect,

The process had to be followed. After all, the noise was too loud and almost destroyed the surrounding area of ​​Elsoron.

"So the conflict was between the high priest and the foreign traveler codenamed Geralt.

He was just a nephew, and he died in the ring. I was not sad when my own son died. "

The Prime Minister named Kurdlan Bronzebeard snorted disdainfully.

Because you have eighteen sons, twenty-eight daughters, and six wives are about to give birth this year,

I don't even remember the name of the one who drowned in the water...

Hoffman smacked his lips and didn't want to expose him in person, so he nodded in agreement.

After a lot of busy work, the situation was under control.

But there is a problem, how to deal with the dispute?

Isel Xiayue wanted to avenge his nephew, and Grand Duke Nelius promised to guarantee him.

It also involves Violet's key training target, members of the Hammer family, and the 52-area venture capital company chaebol.

It can be said to be quite complicated.

"Prime Minister, why don't you listen to me?"

Just as Kurdlan Bronzebeard was thinking and considering,

Grand Duke Nelius suddenly suggested: "Since the dispute originated from a fight, why not end it with a fight.

Of course, the high priest is not asked to go out in person, that would be too bullying.

Instead, the high priest designates a candidate on the scene to go with..."

He looked at Qin Nuo, not knowing what to call him, Geralt? Broken Blade?

"Call me the Wan Chai Gun God, my friends on the street call me that."

The latter pondered and said, "But before we start, I want some private space to prepare."