Star God Ruler of the Moon

The swordsman Yizang held his beloved long sword and said nothing, looking indifferently at the people passing by on the streets of the imperial capital, as if he was looking for the next tribute suitable for blood sacrifice.

The clown Champ withdrew a funny smile from the corner of his mouth, raised his hand and waved to the children who were looking at him curiously, but there was a perverted murderous intent in his eyes.

"Yes, yes, there are so many handsome little brothers or cute little brothers, I can hardly hold back the heat in my heart."

Cosmia, who was dressed as a diva, had a flushed face and kept rubbing her white thighs between them, looking like a slut.

"Hey, what's so good about a guy? It's better to play with a beautiful woman, and it's better to be a girl from a good family. It's even more interesting to play with..."

Yan Xin, who was born as a pirate, has a cruel personality. He has always been unscrupulous in the sea, and he is used to being king and domineering. He doesn't care about the laws of the empire, but Yan Xin's voice gradually became quieter before he finished speaking.

Clutching her crotch that still seemed to be in pain, Yan Xin remembered the fact that the bird she had raised for more than twenty years had now been beaten, and the person who kicked him into a eunuch was the new overlord of the sea. Known as 'Blackbeard' Edward Teach.

If it wasn't for revenge, if it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't get along in the sea, why did Yanxin follow Sheila to the imperial capital to start over with a good pirate?

Sheila clapped her hands, drawing the attention of the group of people to him, with a happy smile on her face.

"That's right, this is the most prosperous city in the world, and it's my paradise. After I get rid of our identities, we can do whatever we want without any scruples!"

As the son of Minister Ornest, Sheila can be said to be the second generation of government officials with the highest rank in the entire empire, and her background is really hard.

Moreover, this was still under the rule of the feudal monarchy. Sheila and others would not be punished even if they casually killed civilians without identity, status and background.

What's more, the six people in this group are all strong men with strong strength, so there is nothing to restrain them.

Although the five people under him still need to get identities, but Sheila herself doesn't need to restrain herself.

Sheila's character is as brutal as Naifu's, cruel and lustful, relying on Minister Ernest's power to rape and harm girls from good families everywhere.

Back in the day, before he went out to experience traveling around the mainland, he was already the most famous Huahua Taisui in the entire imperial capital, and there was almost nothing that Sheila dared not do.

Any pretty girl or daughter-in-law would hide at home and dare not come out, for fear of being bumped into by Sheila, a lustful and hungry ghost, and then forcibly tied back to the minister's mansion to play for a few days. Half-life.

Moreover, Sheila is a generous man, and women who are tired of playing with him will be played by the servants or guards he sends to the minister's mansion, and some poor women are even tortured by life and death.

It is said that once when Sheila ran into a wedding procession on the street, she insisted on taking off the bride's head cover to take a look. After finding that the bride was very attractive, she forcibly snatched the marriage.

Before leaving, he said: "I'll just borrow it from your wife for a few days, and I'll return it to you when the fun is over."

In addition, Sheila's absurd things still have a big bottomless basket, which belongs to the kind of all kinds of evil things that are too numerous to record.

This is an extremely self-serving, self-centered guy who is absolutely up to the 'You look at me makes me feel bad, so I'm going to kill your whole family' kind of thing.

Although Sheila had never been short of women when he was traveling in the mainland, he still missed the pretty girls in the imperial capital, and now he wanted to pick one to go home and have fun until tomorrow night.

After scanning the entire circle on the street, Sheila finally found a target of interest in front of a snack stand.

It was a girl in a black sailor suit, with short black hair reaching to her ears, petite but beginning to take shape, fair skin, and slender limbs, she could definitely score over [-] just by looking at her profile, it was definitely a rare sight good stuff.

Moreover, the girl's expression was very indifferent, as if she belonged to the cold-tempered and taciturn type of person.

But this happens to be the type that Sheila likes to play with the most. What he enjoys the most is making these cold beauties cry and beg for mercy in a low voice. The scenery is simply beautiful in the world.

Sheila, who had identified the target, walked over carelessly, and took the black pupil who was buying snacks into her bear hug with one hand, and took a deep breath against the girl's snow-white neck. A little intoxicated, very satisfied.

Sudden attack, Hei Tong elbowed Sheila's abdomen without hesitation, shrank her petite body out of the indecent embrace of the other party, and directly drew her knife out of its sheath and pointed at Sheila.

"Who are you? What do you want to do?"

The girl's crisp voice was full of coldness, and she was as if she would kill someone in the street if she disagreed with her.

"I didn't expect it to be a flower with thorns. Now I like it more, because women who have practiced martial arts are much stronger than those who have not practiced physical fitness. They can last longer before they collapse."

Facing Hei Tong's long knife, Sheila didn't show any fear, and still looked at the girl up and down with a lewd smile, as if admiring a piece of goods.

Hei Tong's body tensed and did not act rashly, because she saw five people standing in a row behind the other party.

An oriental samurai wearing a loose robe, clogs, holding a long sword in his arms, and holding a piece of hay in his mouth.

Shirtless, with short black hair reaching to the ear, and fierce eyes, he is a young man who doesn't look like a good person.

An idol girl wearing a stage performance dress, round glasses, and holding a microphone-like microphone in her hand.

Wearing a cute female costume, with a red ribbon on her head, she is an innocent girl who looks like a child with her hands on her hips.

Also, a fat man dressed as a clown in a circus, his face was covered in paint so he couldn't see his real face, and he couldn't judge his exact age.

As a killer's intuition told Heitong, these people are extremely difficult to deal with strong.

And facing the overwhelming disadvantage in terms of numbers, unless Teigu's power of "March of the Dead o Hachibo" is liberated in the street, he has no chance of winning at all.

Sheila crossed her arms with both hands, and a wild smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, as if the black pupil had become an inescapable prey in his palm.

"Little girl, I advise you to be more acquainted. I have just returned to the imperial capital today, and I am in a good mood, so I don't want to do anything."

Hei Tong didn't respond with a word, and she didn't bother to talk to such a disgusting person, so she directly assumed an attacking posture, and proved her attitude with actions.

"Okay, okay, since you don't want to drink fine wine after toasting, then don't blame me for being hot-handed, and I will ruin you when the time comes!"

Sheila, who had never been disobeyed before, immediately became angry, her sturdy body suddenly disappeared in place, and punched Heitong with a strong wind, without any intention of showing mercy.

At the same time, Chitong came out of the pastry shop by the side of the street carrying a bag of cakes, and beside him was Mr. Momoga who rarely went shopping during the day...

ps: The guy who touched his grandpa and granddaughter last time seems to be still supporting himself. He was talking about you, shameful moon night.

Chapter 410 Three Rafe's Gift Game

Although Heitong knew that the other party was not kind, he never thought that Sheila would dare to do it so blatantly on the street, but he is not a vague person when it comes to fighting girls.

Facing Sheila's straight fist, Heitong cut out the Teigu long sword without hesitation, and the sharp sound of the sharp blade splitting the air made anyone with a discerning eye feel the power contained in the sword move.

Although Hachifang's strength lies in its ability to use undead, its own strength is beyond comparison with ordinary swords, not to mention that the Teigu in Heitong's hand is an upgraded version 2.0 that has been rebuilt by Qianzi Village.

Although Sheila is an asshole, she is also an out-and-out genius in combat. She instinctively and keenly sensed the oncoming danger, and immediately stopped and retreated to the spot.

"Hey, little girl, you have some skills."

Perhaps feeling the extraordinary strength of Hei Tong, Sheila looked at her more seriously, but still carried the annoying sense of superiority like a ruler.

"Next time, you won't be so lucky."

The black pupil who had been cut in vain did not show any anger, and her flat tone made people feel that she was just explaining an intuitive fact.

"Oh? Is that so?" There was a playful and cruel smile on Sheila's face, and she exuded a dangerous aura that was comparable to that of a wild beast: "You really don't know the heights of the world, little girl, don't be too self-righteous after learning a few tricks and embroidering legs !"

After the voice fell, Sheila's figure disappeared again, and with a series of flickering afterimages, she rushed towards the black pupil standing with the knife, and the speed of her movements was more than one grade higher than before.

"Let you see the real strength of my uncle, hahahahahaha—"

Sheila laughed wildly, with joy and madness in her hysterical voice, like a child playing with vectors. (This is definitely the worst time my uncle was hacked)

In less than a second, his figure crossed a distance of several meters and appeared beside Heitong, kicked up and kicked Heitong's waist fiercely. One blow can break the girl's slender waist.

Feeling the sharp kick from the side, Heitong suddenly felt pressure increased. She was used to fighting in groups, and she was not suitable for one-on-one duels with a master of physical skills like Xila.

"Hey, if my sister were here instead, she might have chopped this disgusting guy into pieces."

Muttering something like this in a low voice, Hei Tong's petite body leaped out like a flying swallow, avoiding Sheila's venomous side kick, and slashed back at him with a long knife.

Although Sheila had practiced horizontal kung fu and her muscles were as tight as gold and iron, she was not stupid enough to use her fists and feet to head-on the sword. Seeing that she could not gain any advantage in this round, she stopped decisively offensive.

Seeing that Sheila couldn't get rid of the black pupil, the members of the Wild Hound standing behind who had been serving as the background board couldn't bear it any longer. The vicious Yan Xin opened her mouth and heard a sissy eunuch's voice.

"Boss, do you need our help? This little girl is indeed extraordinary, and she should be able to withstand more tricks when she plays."

Ever since he lost his dignity as a man, Yan Xin, who has a cruel and tyrannical personality, has become more and more paranoid. Even if he can no longer enjoy the beauty of a girl, he doesn't mind using cruel means to torture and destroy this beauty.

Now the girl's screams and mournful cries have become Yan Xin's new entertainment, anyway, he can only watch helplessly, since he can't get it, wouldn't it be better to just destroy it with his own hands?

"No, I can deal with her alone. I just wanted to tease her just now."

How could Sheila let Yan Xin step forward to intervene? If the boss of the wild hound can't even deal with an ordinary little girl, after the news spreads, he, Sheila, won't have to mess around in the way of the imperial capital.

Just when Sheila was about to use all her strength to end the frolicking, Hei Tong saw Chi Tong who was walking over with the cake, and Mr. Momoga who was walking with her sister.

"Hei Tong, it's time to go home."

Hei Tong, who heard his sister's greeting, decisively withdrew his knife and left, ignoring Sheila's intentions at all, leaving him standing on the street like a fool in a fighting posture.

"Come on, sister."

"Hei Tong, did something happen just now?"

"It's nothing, it's just a psychopath."

The two sisters chatted as if no one was there, and Heitong tried several times to take the cake bag from Chitong's hand, but Chitong subtly avoided it, as if the act of protecting food had become the most profound instinct.

Looking at the backs of the red pupils and black pupils gradually going away, Sheila, who was stunned on the spot, came back to his senses. He, who had never been ignored and fooled by anyone, was immediately engulfed by the anger rising in his heart, and the veins on his forehead burst out. .

"You guys, how dare you just ignore me like that! Who gave you the guts!"

Sheila roared and yelled, and rushed out like an arrow from the string. With the force and momentum of a meteorite falling, she slammed into Chi Tong and Hei Tong, intending to execute the two sisters who disrespected him directly in the street.

Sensing the gust of wind coming from behind, Chi Tong and Hei Tong subconsciously drew their swords to meet the enemy, but before they could hold the handle of the knife, a tall figure stood behind them.

Sheila's full blow full of anger hit the mountain man's chest and abdomen without fancy. The mighty fist seemed to hit a majestic mountain without causing the slightest wave. Instead, there was a strong force to bounce back. Almost broke Sheila's arm.

"You're looking for death..."

The arrogant and domineering Xila subconsciously wanted to speak harshly, but when he raised his head to meet the eyes of the man on the mountain, an unexplained panic filled his mind in an instant, and the cold death silence annihilated the boiling anger , as if he was staring into the abyss of death.

Just when the old man of the mountain was thinking about how to deal with Sheila, a sudden burst of space fluctuation interrupted his thinking, and at the same time all the heroic spirits in the imperial capital became vigilant at the same time.

The dragon veins buried deep in the ground rolled and surged, and the majestic magic power gushed out like a geyser. The construction of a great magic comparable to an inherent enchantment was completed in an instant. Obviously, this was a premeditated event.

In the illusory city that is no different from the imperial capital, red pupils and black pupils appeared scattered in it, followed by night raiders and hunters who were on missions far away, as well as the wild hounds led by Sheila.

The ominous black contract document floated into the air, and the mountain old man who appeared in the place like a viewing platform picked up a page from the air, and quickly scanned all the contents on it.

Bounty Game: PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds

Contestants at a Glance: Night Raider, Hunter, Assassin Order, Wild Hounds

Sponsor's victory condition: The Wild Hound wins

Contestants' victory conditions: their respective camps win

List of game rules:

1. Defeat everyone in the other camps

2. There are no restrictions on means during the competition, and victory is the first standard

3. Contestants are not allowed to commit suicide. Surrender is only valid if accepted by people from the opposing camp.

Oath: Respect the above content, based on the glory, flag and sponsor's authority, to host the gift game.

【Raif Lenore Floros】India

Chapter 410 Chaldea: A New Singularity Detected

While the old man of the mountain was browsing the contract documents of the gift game, white beams of light flashed one after another, and a heroic spirit who lived in the imperial capital and its surroundings appeared in the field. They were suddenly dragged over, and they obviously still hadn't figured it out. specific situation.

"Gift game?" Edmund, who was burning with vengeance, also picked up a black contract, and he couldn't help showing a hint of surprise on his usually calm face: "Could it be that gift games can be used in places other than Little Garden?" Expand?"

"No, generally not, Your Excellency the Count of Monte Cristo." Professor Moriarty's voice came from the side, and while wearing reading glasses, he raised the contract document in his hand and said: "I and Holmes The guy has studied Hakoniwa’s relevant rules word by word, and the gift game must be approved by the Hakoniwa Center to be effective, so ordinary games obviously don’t have the ability to play across worlds.”

"In other words, this is an unusual game?" Edmund couldn't help joking when he heard the words, and looked around with sharp eyes: "However, we seem to be just spectators this time. What is the purpose of the pillar?"

"Since he took a huge risk to bring us together, there must be some hidden intention. Although the old man has no idea yet, it will never be as simple as inviting us to watch a game." Mori Professor Artie reasoned appropriately.

Just when Moriarty was trying to analyze the action principle of the Demon God Pillar from the criminal's point of view, Frankenstein who had been by his side reached out and tugged at the corner of the professor's clothes, and asked timidly, "Father, what are we doing?" When can I go back?"

"Don't worry, baby. We'll be leaving here soon." Professor Moriarty raised his hand and rubbed Frankenstein's pink hair, with a kind smile like an old father blooming on his face: " Give Dad a little more time, and I'll crack this damn gift game in no time."

At the same time, Edmund came before the old man of the mountain.

He wanted to ask if there was the easiest and quickest way to get rid of the current passive situation, and among all the people present, only the crown prince had the most say.

"Your Majesty the Mountain Man, can you draw your sword and shatter this illusory space?"

The old man of the mountain nodded his head when he heard the words. He felt that it would not be difficult to die in this space with his own strength, but whether it can be done is one thing, and whether it can be done is another matter.

"It's a pity that Wan Zhong hasn't revealed it to me yet. The rules of the gift game are one of the most basic operating rules of Hakoniwa World, and they cannot be easily shaken even with double-digit strength."

That's right, what the old man of the mountain can do is nothing more than destroying the game field, not the gift game itself, so the present gift game that has been successfully held can only go with the flow.

Of course, the old man of the mountain has reservations about what he said.