Him and their stars

The Terrabi man looked at the spearhead that pierced his body in disbelief, exhaled a breath mixed with blood, and then died.

At that moment, not only was Terrabi the cat girl whose chest was directly pierced, but also the young man from Franmore who was very close. The whole audience was paying attention to the scene in front of them, including the contestants, and even some people from the empire.

However, the Imperial people present were either active members of the Astral Knights or retainers of famous nobles, and everyone had quite rigorous military training experience. Although they were surprised, they didn't react much. They still descended on the entire camp step by step and surrounded it.

"You've passed." Count Remen glanced at Sir Rumil, who was committing the murder, and his expression became more gloomy.

The Tyrabi people looked at the captain who was gradually losing his breath in front of them. For a moment, they even forgot about their anger and just stared blankly at the scene in front of them.

Count Ruimian looked at this scene and sighed quietly. However, he just sighed.

However, Sir Elda's reaction was more intense: "Sir Rumil, I have never heard of an astral knight who attacks the weak at will and makes a sneak attack. The God of War, Sur, is watching you."

"Don't say this is not what you expected! Sir Elda, now that you have summoned us, it's time to make up your mind. In comparison, my sister, Lady Charlotte, is much more aware than you. Ah! Besides, someone in your team has already been killed. You don’t want the only death in this God of War Festival to be your teammate, right?”

The Marquise Odegaard was still standing at the entrance of the camp, her face as dull as a lifeless statue.

"Indeed, this is the Festival of the God of War! This is the arena of brave men, but for the past two hundred years, everyone has treated this as a game. Isn't this the greatest disrespect to the God of War, Sur?"

"I have no intention of arguing with you about history and tradition. Whether you are trying to achieve your goals or simply venting your anger, only you know. Anyway, when the time comes, the damage will only be to your personal reputation, and has nothing to do with the empire or the knights." Ruimian The count seemed to have thought of something, and a glimmer of understanding flashed in his eyes, but he still said something sinister, glanced at the group of Terrabis, and then winked at the group of Catais behind him.

The strongest-looking among the Cathayans he brought, Lulon Starmane, the prince of the Kingdom of Cathay, was like a soldier who had received instructions, and hurried to the side of the Terrabi people. Seeing that they were still looking at the woman's corpse, they couldn't help but snorted, and said condescendingly: "This kind of thing... you can only consider yourself unlucky, and quit the competition now. Then go to the embassy of Kaitai to collect the 500,000 gold dragons.”

Count Ruimian did not pay attention to what was going on over there, but looked at the young man from Franmore in front of him again: "He has gone crazy, and you have seen it. However, this is the God of War Festival, and you have signed a life and death contract in the first place. Like. So, young man, tell me, where did this bow come from?"

The young man, Peleliu Hewen, who had cooperated with Yu Lian in Weiyangze, had already turned pale with fright. He gritted his teeth and took a few steps back: "Why, why do you want to kill someone?"

"As I said, this is the God of War Festival, which is a cruel hunting ground. Smart people should not regard unspoken rules as truth."

"But why her!" The young man roared loudly: "Aren't you asking about me? What does it have to do with her?"

"Because you are a good boy with a sense of justice! I can tell by the look in your eyes." Sir Rumil, who committed the murder, once again sneered sinisterly from behind the silver mask: "Such a person, let you It's hard to open your mouth. But when you feel the suffering of those around you, you always blame yourself. So, let's move on... Who's next?"

"Quick, please stop." At this time, Jie Xing, who finally reacted from the shock just now, twisted his short legs like tentacles, ran over staggeringly, and stopped in front of the two of them: "Everyone, please speak up. That's it. Your Excellency, you...this, this trading camp is hosted by me. If you have any questions, you can tell me. We, we are willing to provide you with all services. Processing, materials and supplies, and we can even try Forging tools and weapons for everyone, all for free. There is really no need for this."

He carefully looked at these noble children, then leaned down and said humbly: "I, I am also a citizen of the empire. I am applying for citizenship. I am supposed to serve you."

"Oh~~~" Sir Rumil spoke in a long voice, glanced at the camp, and praised: "You are indeed a talent. What a pity... Yes, it's a pity that it's too late. I also smell that from you. The smell of this guy." Sir Rumil chuckled and gently tapped the double-headed spear on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the Kuifei seemed to be suddenly pressed against an invisible boulder, and he fell to the ground, unable to even simply lift himself up.

"It's not time for you to speak yet! Twenty times the gravity will slowly squeeze your body, flesh, bones, and internal organs. Of course, it will not squeeze your soul, so take this opportunity , think carefully about what to say for a while."

Rumil saw that the skin on Jie Xing's body had become pale due to the pressure of gravity, and then he spread his hands and said loudly: "Okay, unlucky players, I announce that we have officially taken over this camp. Everyone No one is allowed to leave! Until someone here is willing to reveal the whereabouts of Lieutenant Colonel Yu Lian of the community. However, you don’t have to worry too much, I am not a murderer. As long as everyone cooperates well, you will not be harmed... As long as everything goes well, It won’t be long before everyone can regain their freedom.”

Everyone looked at each other in silence.

"Oh, by the way, after everyone leaves, remember to spread my words! In this God of War Festival, all players who have exchanged information and materials with Lieutenant Colonel Yu Lian are our enemies! They will be given equal judgment... …Hey, naughty young man, where are you going?”

Rumil's double-headed spear stuck in the ground flew out automatically, sweeping through the camp like a violent tornado. On the spot, he intercepted three Munro men who were trying to escape towards the river, and also cut off the arm of a blue man who reacted and wanted to pull the signal to withdraw.

"Don't think about escaping. You can't do anything!" Sir Rumil waved his hands to everyone, and then smiled at the horrified He Wen: "Young man, of course you can continue to persevere. Let's see what the organizers will do. Will not arrive in time to stop my atrocities. Then, let's continue..."

Sir Rumil made a suction movement and sucked out a figure hiding in the shack on the spot. It was a short Razakai, only the size of an ordinary human child.

"Your teammate, right? Oh, there is no power fluctuation, so why come here to die?"

Some of the rest of the Imperial people frowned, some looked unbearable, but no one stepped forward to try to stop them.

Oh, maybe there are still some. The only wounded person in the team, and also the only minor, Miss Edana, who was seriously injured in the previous battle to encircle and suppress the remaining company, hung two arms holding bandages and splints, gritted her teeth and wanted to step forward. But she was blocked by Mrs. Charlotte.

"Xia, Sister Xia Luo..."

"This is a lesson you should learn." Marquis Odegaard said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "After this War God Festival, you should inherit the title. The road ahead, you You have to go on your own. So, see clearly, Edana, this is the real Galactic Empire! This is how our authority is established."

"Stop, stop! He is not a warrior, he is just an auxiliary. He is not a warrior." The young man from Franmore finally couldn't help it. He picked up his trident from under his body and pointed it towards Rumil, who seemed to be defenseless. Stabbed in the back.

No imperial nobles present came to help. They seemed to have made up their mind to let Sir Rumil be the bad guy to the end. Of course, they also knew that with this madman's strength, they didn't need their help.

Sure enough, the trident of Franmore seemed to have crashed into a whirlpool, and the whole person was immediately smashed out with the gun, and fell heavily to the ground, unable to stand up on the spot.

One round? I can't even catch a round? No, it's not even a round. The other party can't be considered as taking action at all. It was only at this time that Peleliu River finally realized the gap between himself and a true genius. He also realized that not all strong people were like Yu Lian.

But at this time, there was no way to think about anything else. Peleliu, who was hit to the ground, felt that several of his bones were broken, and he could hardly get up. He just looked at the Razakai teammate who was about to be short of breath, and begged: "I am a legitimate member of the empire. Citizen, that child too! Even if you are a noble, you are not qualified to do this..."

The bloodshot eyes behind the silver mask showed an expression of sizing up the mentally retarded: "I'll say it again, this is the God of War Festival! Idiot! If you give me another choice, then tell me quickly!"

"I, I say, sir, I say, we have indeed seen the person you mentioned..." Hewen's teammate, a Wolfgang man named Hufeng, knelt in front of Rumil on the spot and kowtowed continuously.

"Shut up! Shut up! Hufeng!" He Wen said loudly, but his teammates ignored him completely and just said: "We, we cooperated with him at No. 1 Daze in the south to hunt down a Cangming Crocodile, and made a few more weapons and armor together. Then, he went north, and I knew so much, really, there was only so much..."

"It's not too important information, so I'm sorry..." Rumil pinched it casually, and the Razakei, who was lifted into the air by invisible psychic hands, shattered into a ball of flesh and blood.

Hu Feng hit his head on the ground and cried loudly.

Elden Morgash looked at everything in front of him, then looked at the drone hovering in the sky, exhaled a breath, and whispered: "What on earth are we doing? Aren't we in the entire galaxy? Are you trampling the coat of arms of the Galactic Empire into the mud in front of you?"

Earl Remmen glanced at the other party and whispered: "You are so young! Elda. I am also a star knight, and I have also recited the virtues of knights. But, Sir, do you really think that the coat of arms of the Galactic Empire , do you rely on these virtues to shine? There is a saying, Sir Rumil is right, in this regard, your awareness is really not as good as my sister's."

He paused and then said: "As I said, it is only Rumil himself who is embarrassed. It will not affect the Knights, let alone His Majesty's Holy Wisdom. Besides, Rumil is a 'blood road', in order to defeat that opponent. Some The choice is also forced, respect his choice. Elda!"