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The battle was even more tragic.

That poor swordsman didn't even touch Rhodes's side, he was beaten to the head, admittedly, according to the rank, he is better than Rhodes's three summoned elves, but in fact he was suppressed very badly, except for the centaur knights, not to mention, the soul bird and the black hound are both elemental type creatures, this kind of creature elves already have a certain special elemental ability, and it is even more difficult to deal with.

"Wow!!"

The swordsman flew backwards, the shield in his hand shattering, and the gauntlet attached to his arm was cracked, but the man didn't have time to care about his arm. The moment he hit the ground, he hurriedly reached out and rolled backwards with his hard grip on the ground.

"Boom!!"

The blazing black flames hit the ground, and a string of bright sparks erupted, passing by each other. But the swordsman who had survived the death did not have time to rejoice in his luck, instead, he rolled on the ground, and then immediately jumped to his feet, raised his sword high and slashed forward with all his might.

“————！！”

With a crisp chirp, the soul bird, which was trying to push into the opponent, hurriedly flapped its wings and dodged the swordsman's attack.

Damn it!!

The swordsman who had forced the soul birds back with a sword took the time to glance behind them, but Rhodes was still standing in place, his hand on the hilt of his sword, staring at him expressionlessly. He didn't strike like he had before, but even so, the pressure on him was enough for the poor swordsman. After all, summoning elves is not afraid of death, not to mention that the strange black giant dog still takes some lose-lose methods to attack himself at every turn, and he is not a fool!!

What to do? What to do?

The swordsman's mind raced through the question, and then his eyes lit up.

By the way, why should I not surrender?

yes, that bastard tried his best to kill me, so why don't I just jump off the stage and surrender? Didn't those bastards do the same? They can all surrender shamelessly, what am I sorry for? And strictly speaking, these weird creatures aren't the enemies I'm going to challenge, are they?

This thought flashed through the swordsman's mind, and at this moment, as the soul bird retreated, the heavily armed centaur knight had once again galloped towards him. The spear in its hand slammed into the enemy in front of it, sending a sharp whistling sound.

Now is the time!

In the face of the centaur knight's charge, the swordsman's center of gravity sank, and then he grasped the sword with both hands, and stubbornly blocked the side of the spear, deflecting the opponent's attack. And he himself used the force of this impact at this moment, and suddenly jumped backwards, and then turned around and jumped towards the edge of the ring.

I have to admit that this swordsman is indeed rich in combat experience, in the previous melee with the three summoned elves, he has been forced not far from the ring, and now, he unloaded the centaur knight's spear, forcing the other party to have no way to attack for a while, and the centaur knight's huge body blocked the soul bird and the black hound behind it at the moment, and they will not be able to attack themselves for a while, this is the best escape moment!

And that's exactly what happened.

When the swordsman turned and jumped to the edge of the ring, neither the centaur knight nor the other two summoned elves were able to continue the attack on him, and half of his body had already crossed the edge of the ring. …,

And at this time, suddenly from the shadow of the swordsman, several tentacles quickly rushed out, pulling the swordsman's body deadly.

"Huh?"

The swordsman's face still had a smile on his face that he had survived the catastrophe, but his eyes were full of puzzlement and doubt, he lowered his head blankly, staring at the things that flew out of his shadow this time, his brain was blank, and he couldn't figure out how these things appeared.

But there was no need for him to know the Tao anymore.

The scorching breath hit the back of the swordsman's head, and he subconsciously turned his head, and all he saw was a large mouth full of sharp teeth.

The hellhound bit his throat with a slick of the tongue, its sharp teeth piercing the swordsman's neck with ease, and the poor creature lost his life before he could even struggle with the black tentacles.

The tentacles dispersed.

The swordsman who had lost his shackles finally fell to the ground at this moment——— but now this ending no longer meant anything to him.

Rod snorted coldly, then patted the hilt of the sword on his waist, and soon, the three summoned elves disappeared again and disappeared without a trace.

He won this game more easily, because everyone saw it clearly, Rod didn't even move, he just stood in the middle of the field and watched the performance of those summons, it was as simple as that. Judging by his expression, the young man did not look like a contestant, but more like a close-up spectator.

"It's not fair! It's cheating!! Cheat!! ”

Soon, someone shouted, and it wasn't long before the arena, which had been dead silent, boiled again.

"That's right, it's cheating, disqualify him!!"

"He has tarnished the glory of this sacred arena!!"

"Let him get down, get out of here!! Get down!! ”

For a while, the entire arena was full of insults against Rod, and he did show disgrace in this game, as a contestant, he didn't even mean to play fairly, and actually relied on this insidious and despicable trick to win, not to mention that when the other party was reluctant, he actually prevented the other party from leaving the ring. This sinister performance is really infuriating.

"This guy ..............."

Looking at Rod, who was still expressionless in the waves of angry insults from everyone, Victor shook his head with a wry smile. In fact, in their opinion, there is nothing wrong with Rod's approach. Although the Midsummer Festival tournament is limited to one-on-one, summons are not among them. And mercenaries are not knights, their glory is not fairness and justice, but victory. Only victory is the glory of mercenaries, not to mention, in fact, Lawson did the same before. Before Joey and Anne were about to leave the ring, he had both stopped each other. So objectively, in fact, both sides are half-hearted, the only difference is that Lawson failed, and he also played himself, but Rod succeeded.

But the problem is that Lawson is dead after all, and before he died, Rod's approach was not very authentic, so in the hearts of many people, they didn't have much good impression of Rod. At this moment, it is naturally easy to think that Rhodes is wrong no matter what he does, not to mention that even in the overwhelming angry accusations, this man did not show the slightest expression of remorse and fear, which made those onlookers feel even more angry.

People already have a strong confrontational mentality, and seeing that Rod has no remorse at all, these people are naturally even more angry. For a while, the boos were much louder, almost to the point of deafening. But Rod didn't do anything other than press his hand on the hilt of his sword and wait for the next player to die. …,

"This kid is so strong."

Because the boos next to him were too harsh, even Battle couldn't help frowning and covering his ears, he looked at Rod with admiration, and shook his head helplessly.

"It's a pity we can't be as ............... as he is"

"yes..............."

Hearing Battle's answer, Victor shook his head helplessly. As Battle said, they can't do such a shameless thing as Rhodes, after all, as a mercenary guild, they are the face of a region, and they are burdened with the expectations of many people. If they don't show the courage to face the difficulties head-on, as those people hope, but choose to procrastinate and consume with wheels like Rhodes, then even if they win, they will encounter the dissatisfaction of their supporters. After all, although for mercenaries, the means are not important, the result is everything. But the problem is that when they become mercenary guilds, they have to consider more than just the mood of the mercenaries......... Like a waltz, though he didn't reject the cautious and persistent nature that Lawson had to wear down the other party's patience when he faced Lijie. But the problem is that ———he can't help it.

Of course, Rhodes is not afraid, as a small mercenary group, he does not have many supporters, since he participated in the Midsummer Festival, most of the people who appear in this arena are also his enemies. He didn't have to worry about chilling his supporters with his methods, because he didn't have any supporters in the first place——— and he didn't seem to need them.

Rhodes didn't care about the boring boos, and at the moment, he was quietly staring at a young man on the edge of the ring, wearing shiny armor with the emblem of the Wings of Self-Defeat. It looks very young, and a handsome face is full of serious and heavy expressions at the moment. He came up to the lifeless corpse, bowed his head, whispered a few words of prayer, and then picked himself up and stood up. Then he turned his head and looked at Rhodes bravely.

Seeing this person, Rod's eyebrows raised slightly.

This person Rhodes is no stranger, he used to deal with each other in the Midsummer Festival in the game. Because, the fourth to come on the field is none other than the rising star of the self-defeating Wings mercenary group——— Markle.

This is a young genius, he is only twenty-five years old now, but he has already broken through the level of the elite midstream, this strength itself is not uncommon in the mercenary group of self-defeating wings, but considering his age, it is very rare. Being able to reach this level at the age of twenty-five means that the other party is very likely to enter the master realm before the age of thirty. In the game, Markle leads the team in the tournament as one of the three vice-presidents of the Wings of Self-Defeat. In the arena of the same level, he has caused quite a lot of trouble for many players, he is calm, and his swordsmanship is superb, he is one of the few NPCs who has a swordsmanship bonus at this level, and from this point of view, it is indeed a trouble. And in this midsummer festival, he should have led it. But because of Lawson's appearance out of thin air, Markle lost the opportunity to shine in front of everyone, and because of this, he was actually not very cold to Lawson. This is also the characteristic of young people, they may be afraid of authority, but they may not necessarily submit to authority, no matter how high Lawson's prestige is, after all, he is already old, and Markle is in the prime of life, there is still room for growth, he naturally does not expect an old guy to compete with him for status and prestige. Not to mention, Markle has the strength. Rhodes is also well aware that in the game, after Markle succeeded as the president of the self-imposed wings, it took less than a year to firmly control the entire southern region. It also became the vanguard of the battle between the royal party and the reformists. …,

I'd love to kill him here if I could...............

Thinking of this, Rhodes was silent on the surface, but his right hand was already clenching the hilt of the sword.

However, to Rod's surprise, the other party just looked at him a few times, then lowered his head again, and returned to the team with the corpse of his companion. With Markle leaving, another mercenary stepped into the ring, and it was clear that he was the next challenger.

He won't play?

Thinking of this, Rod frowned, but soon, he let go of the hilt of his sword again.

There's always a chance.

Waltz stared blankly into the ring.

The arena was not as noisy as it had been, and the crowd was shouting a little weakly, and although they had done their best to shout the damn bastard, Rhodes was not affected in the slightest. On the contrary, in the midst of their boos, the young man once again ruthlessly took out another challenger of the Wings Guild of Self-Defeat, this time he didn't even give the other party a chance to escape, and directly summoned three elves to block all the other party's passages, and then Rhodes struck with all his might in front of him, and the poor creature was completely torn apart and lost his life. But at this time, the onlookers around them no longer had the strength to boo the bastard. They're not superhuman either, and they'll get tired if they keep shouting.

But now, the situation is very critical for the self-defeating wings.

At this moment, Waltz's death behind him was silent, before after Lawson's death, the morale inspired by Waltz has disappeared at this moment, when Lawson died, although these people were angry in their hearts, but they were still optimistic that their side still had the strength to fight, and the other party was shameless, so we should not be ashamed, and we could win by dragging this young man down.

But now, no one thinks that way anymore, after Lawson's death, Rod has taken out three challengers in a row, and the time and effort spent is not even half that of Lawson, and the strange way this young man fights is also quite a headache, although it does seem unfair, but if the rules don't prohibit it, they can't do it. Rhodes himself seems to be cheeky and doesn't care about the other party's accusations that he wins more or less, so what else can they do?

Angry, aggrieved, and watching their companions die one by one, the mercenaries who were self-defeating were eager to rush into the field to take out this hateful-looking bastard instead. But the facts make them powerless, not to mention that the other party has the strength of the legendary realm, and has so many strange summoned creatures, their own side can't even delay the time and consume the opponent's strength, so what is the way to win now?

The mercenary's corpse was carried off the field, and the next thing was the final battle.

Waltz straightened his collar and looked down at the bracelet on his wrist, which he relied on, and at first he was a little hesitant to use it. But now, Waltz no longer hesitated, he had to use this thing, and then, kill Rod.

Only then will they be able to see the dawn of victory.

Even if it costs it, it will not hesitate.

Thinking of this, Waltz raised his head and stepped into the ring.

"Mr. Waltz, it's rare to finally be willing to play in person."

Looking at the waltz who walked into the ring, Rod nodded slightly at the other party, and then spoke. Hearing Rod's words, Waltz's face sank slightly.

"Hmph, don't talk nonsense, Mr. Rod, you and I both know very well that I didn't come up to talk to you for tea." ”

"Me too, Mr. Waltz."

Rhodes reached out and drew the bright red sword from his waist.

"I'm here to fulfill what I said, and now, you're the last one..............."

In the face of Rod's words, Waltz did not get angry, on the contrary, he put his hands behind his back, looked at Rod with a slight smile.

"Mr. Rhodes is so confident, do you think you will be able to win?"

"Huh?"

Hearing Waltz's words, Rhodes raised his eyebrows slightly.

This is not a game, and the NPC will not just come up and read the lines, he has already shown his strength, and the Waltz itself is still not as strong as Battle's. It was impossible for him to defeat himself. But now, where does the waltz's confidence come from?

Thinking of this, Rhodes quickly glanced around, but he didn't find anything unusual.

Cast a mist before somebody's eyes? Or is there something else going on?

"Isn't it? Mr. Waltz? Or do you have a backhand? ”

"You'll find out soon."

At this, Waltz suddenly raised his right hand, and then he drew his sword and shouted vigorously.

The sharp blade pierced the waltz's palm, and blood flowed from it.

And at this time, Rod suddenly saw that on Waltz's right wrist, a bracelet was emitting dazzling brilliance.

Oops, is it ............!

Rod didn't have time to think about it, he didn't even pay attention to the signal to start the battle, and at the same time as the waltz stabbed his arm, Rode's figure turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed towards the waltz quickly. The bright red sword shot out like a thunderbolt and stabbed at the opponent's body.

However, it is still a step too late.

A red, emanating barrier of strange symbols appeared in front of Rod's sword, blocking his path. Then, the overwhelming red color surrounded the entire arena like blood falling from the sky.

And at this moment, Waltz raised his head, and his eyes had become extremely dark at this moment.

"This is just the beginning, Mr. Rhodes."

Then, Waltz spoke.

PS: The last battle, tomorrow will begin to resume two shifts, by the way, at the end of the month, I ask you to support the ......... with a monthly pass. )