I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

Following the lively Jack, the princess also walked out of the arena, giving the stage to Canary.

And just when Canary was about to announce the next gift game, a large number of black letters suddenly fell from the sky like rain.

Canary's eyes widened, and her smile froze on her face: "This is..."

"Is it finally here?"

Beside the throne, Mandela looked at the falling black rain, with an unconcealable excitement flashing in his eyes, and he was ready to issue orders.

"Demon King, you really kept me waiting! Next, it's time to show the power of Salamanda to the world."

On the side, Demiurge, who was standing behind the Lord of the Mountain, noticed Mandela's expression, and a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Laplace's prophecy has come true!" Shiroyasha stood up abruptly from his seat, scanning the venue, trying to find out the real body of the Demon King.

Canary reached out and grabbed the black letter, opened the sealing wax covered with the picture of the Piper Joker, and looked at the contract document at a glance.

Gift Game Name: Piper in Caiyi

List of contestants: A community of all participants and organizers in the stage area of ​​the Realm Wall in the City of Glorious Flame.

The contestants and sponsors designate the game leader: the runner of the sun, the protoss White Yaksha.

The organizer's victory condition: subdue or kill all contestants.

Contestant's victory conditions:

[-]. Defeat the game leader on the sponsor side.

Second, break the false inheritance and establish a real inheritance.

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

[The Piper of Hamel] Seal

In the situation where a large number of black letters fell, the stage venue fell into silence.

As if to break the expanding air, there was a terrified cry from the auditorium.

"The Demon King! The Demon King is coming ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Among the chaotic crowd, Bai Yasha did not find the Demon King.

"Tsk! Haven't you been there yet? What a cunning guy."

Just as she was about to meet up with the Weng of the Mountain, Canary and others, an ominous black wind suddenly appeared, forming a cage-like sphere around her.

"What!? What's going on here?"

Bai Yasha hurriedly picked up a letter, flipping through the contract documents inside.

"Huh? Did you make a mistake! Our family is here as a guest, why was it designated as the leader of the faction?"

At this moment, Bai Yasha looked dazed, completely unclear why he had jumped from a melon-eater to a protagonist.

"It's not right... Since we are the leaders of the faction, why should we be locked up? It is said that we want to participate, but we are not allowed to participate. It is very contradictory."

White Yaksha tried to summon the power to break free from the shackles, but her power as a protoss was completely suppressed, and she couldn't break through the thin black wind at all.

"Is this a rule? Although it was not written in the contract document, it is still considered valid by Hakoniwa Central? This is troublesome."

Although he didn't know who the demon king who attacked was, but being able to use such a superb method didn't seem like a good stubble that was easy to deal with.

"Hey, but it doesn't matter." Bai Yasha sat down on the ground, lay flat and said, "Anyway, those two guys are still there."

On the wall of the realm, four figures looked down at the city of Huangyan below them, watching the riots that erupted in the city due to the attack of the demon king.

Among them, only three are in human form, and the fourth guy is not only not in human form, but also exaggerated in size.

It is a fictional demon named Shutrom, with a smooth shape made of a pottery-like material.

Shutrom is 17 meters high, like an anthropomorphic flute, with many ventilation holes all over his body.

Especially on the face, there is a particularly huge ventilation hole, which emits weird sounds and vibrations to the surroundings.

Pest stood at the giant's feet, followed by the other two fictional demons Latine and Weser she summoned on the left and right sides.

La Ting was playing with a flute that was about as long as her forearm, and her slightly revealing white dress highlighted her fine figure.

"The contestants are qualified to be our opponents, including the little girl from Salamanda, there should be four people, Weser?"

"Eligible to be our opponent? You said it as if we are very strong, but now there are one double digit and two triple digits."

Weser glanced at La Ting. He really didn't know why the other party was so arrogant. It was obvious that the other party could wipe them out by just coming.

Although he was wearing a black military uniform and had neat short black hair, Weser was very steady, and he didn't look like a combatant at all.

He also holds a flute in his hand, but the length of the flute is equal to his height, it is not so much a musical instrument as his weapon.

"What's the matter?" La Ting puffed her mouth in dissatisfaction, and raised her voice: "They are not qualified to participate in the game, even if they are present, they can't interfere with the progress of the gift game, otherwise it will violate the law of Hakoniwa Center, and they are not the same as them. What difference exists?"

"All right, all right, just do as you said." Weser did not have the energy to argue with Latine, and said analytically: "That pumpkin head is not eligible to participate, there are three people who need to be vigilant, and they are the poets of Arcadia. , the vampires of Hakoniwa Knights, and the Charmanders of Salamander."

Pest listened to her subordinate's analysis, recalling the Count of Monte Cristo's sudden offer to help her revise the contract documents last night.

At first, she wanted to refuse. After all, the action was about to start, and it was really difficult to make changes.

But after hearing about the existence of the Mountain Man and Alger, Pest obediently handed over the original document.

There's no way, I can't do without cowardice, otherwise, let alone revenge, I'm afraid I'll be cold just after rushing out today.

"Remember, don't provoke those two if you have nothing to do, and don't attack the members of Xingyue..."

The Count of Monte Cristo finished revising the contract document, and stared at Pest while buckling the cap of his pen.

"This is the only advice I can give you, if you don't want to take 8000 million of your compatriots with you."

Until now, Pest could still remember the earl's serious attitude when he said this.

"Okay, now that you know there are super powerful people, don't deliberately cause trouble."

Pest glanced at the three subordinates, and her eyes fell on the city of brilliant flames again.

"Let's start the gift game, please act according to the predetermined plan."

"Okay!" La Ting asked, "What should I do with the guy who is in the way?"

Pest was silent for a moment, and said, "Save your life."

"Obey, my master." X2

After giving the order, Pest jumped onto Shutrom, and was carried by the giant flute to the sky above the city of brilliant flames, spreading the Black Death with the help of the strong wind.

Just when Weser and La Ting were about to take action, a figure in a tuxedo suddenly appeared on the boundary wall.

"Hey, hey, why are you leaving in such a hurry when I just arrived?"

Croya stopped in front of Weser and La Ting, and the civilization stick in his hand hit the ground.

"I also heard what you said just now. It's a pity that now there is one more opponent who hinders you."

"Death?" Weiser stared at Croya warily and winked at La Ting: "You go first, I'll meet him."

La Ting also knew that she was not good at duels, so she turned around and jumped off the boundary wall, flying towards the Capital of Flames.

Croya did not stop La Ting from leaving, he believed that the canary in the city would handle this woman well.

The next moment, the flute and the staff of civilization collided together, and the airflow that was set off blew away the nearby clouds.

Chapter 688 The Beginning of the Disaster

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

Croya held the flute with the staff of civilization, and stood there indifferently.

"You rushed to attack without even reporting their names. It seems that you don't regard me as an equal opponent."

Weser is a rough and pure warrior. After hearing what Croya said, he also felt that his behavior was a bit inappropriate, and it was disrespectful to the duel.

However, before he withdrew his flute and re-registered his name, Croya responded to Weser's preemptive rudeness with practical actions.

"Forget it, I'll let you see my strength first..."

As Croya said, his figure disappeared in place and flashed behind Weser.

"After all, it's also the responsibility of a senior to teach juniors who are new to four figures, isn't it?"

"when……"

Hearing the whispers behind his ears, Weser was startled suddenly, and it was too late to turn around and throw out his flute to force Croja back.

The big hand with white gloves clasped Weser's head, and Croja's right leg swept Weser's lower body violently, smashing it to the ground.

'Boom——! The bricks and stones on the boundary wall were scattered, and Weser's head was directly pushed into the ground by Croja, which woke up the impatient junior.

Although Croya is not good at close combat, it depends on who he is compared with. As a veteran god, he has endless time to learn new skills.

After the blow, Croja didn't take advantage of it, and turned the realm back to the original position again, watching Weser pull his head out of the ground.

Weser raised his eyes to look at the man in the tuxedo in front of him, with seriousness in his eyes, this guy in front of him is by no means easy to dismiss.

Seeing that Weser had regained his posture, Croya smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and lightly lifted his black top hat, and bowed gracefully.

"Arcadia belongs to the Baron of the Cross, Croa Baron."

"Hammel's piper belongs, Weser."

After finishing the unnecessary sense of ritual, there is no need for the referee to announce or toss the coin to time the timing, and the two sides tacitly start the battle again.

After learning Croyer's ability to appear and disappear, the first thing Weser has to do is to control the opponent, otherwise this fight will not be possible at all.

The rock wall of the boundary wall began to move like a slime, and Croya was caught by both feet without warning, and was firmly imprisoned in place.

"The gift of manipulating the soil?" Croya looked down at his feet, with a look of interest in his eyes: "No, it doesn't look like it. The method is not so delicate, but full of rough destructive power."

"I caught you! Let's see where you go this time!"

Weser showed excitement, picked up the flute and threw Carloa on the head, wanting to avenge the blow just now.

Unexpectedly, Croya did not choose to confront him head-on this time, but instead melted into a pool of black shadows and easily got rid of the shackles.

The flute smashed into the ground and the gravel collapsed. Croya appeared not far from Weiser, and his sharp eyes had seen through part of the truth.

"I see, you are the incarnation of the Weser River..."

Weser's movements stopped again, and a look of surprise flashed across his face. He didn't expect his identity to be exposed so quickly.

"A fictitious demon born from inheritance textual research, you are the existence of 130 children as living sacrifices, and the way of killing can be spiritualized?"

The white light was reflected on Croya's monocle, and his confident smile was full of the meaning of 'there is only one truth'.

1284 John and Paul Memorial Day June 6th.

130 children born in Hamel were seduced by pipers in various colors, and finally disappeared in the execution ground near the hills.

As a race of demons, spirit status can be obtained through 'influence on the world, achievements, compensation, and rewards'.

The reason why the fictional demon was able to obtain a spiritual status and appear was because 130 children were sacrificed.

"There have always been different opinions about the truth about the town of Hamel. Of course, there is also textual research on the Weser River. It is speculated that the real cause of the children's death may be a natural disaster-your ability to distort the rock wall probably came from this? It is a landslide Spirituality formed by such phenomena.”

Listening to Croja's unhurried analysis, Weser's face was contorted in shock, because his details were really seen through to the fullest.

"Hmph, so what? Break the false inheritance and establish a real inheritance... Can you expose the truth about Hamel?"

Faced with Weser's bravado, Croya shook his head. He was able to see through the opponent's heels based on experience, not reasoning.

"Sorry, I'm not good at solving puzzles. However, my companion is very good at it, and it's her task to solve the game."

He sneaked into the shadows again, moved at a high speed, and fiddled with the realm gate to connect to Canary, reporting the situation on his side.

"Huh? Croya? What's the situation on your side now? Have you found the Demon King?"

"Of course, there are a total of four demon kings attacking the group, and I stopped a man named Weser now."

"Weser? What else? I have a little idea of ​​the Demon King's game now, but there are still a few things I'm not sure about."

"Oh? Have you solved the devil's game so quickly? You really deserve to be a canary."

"Let's stop talking about useless nonsense, and quickly spit out everything you know, you puzzle-solving useless."

"Hahaha, the devil king is a cute little girl in a spotted dress. One more thing, she is my favorite type."

When he saw it for the first time, Croya recognized Pest, and recognized her as the poor girl who was endowed with a spiritual status by himself.

"If nothing else happens, her gift should be related to the Black Death."