novellk Chapter 2473 Discussion
Chapter 2473 Discussion
Chapter 2473 Discussion
Zheng Zheyu immediately looked impatient, looked at the halfling next to the two, and said, "Halfling, haven't you introduced the rules to the newcomers yet?"
"I'm sorry, the two competitors have just been promoted, and there are many things I haven't been able to tell you yet." The halfling nodded and explained, "Advanced S-level competitors, as long as you can maintain your S-level ranking, you can get redemption points at the end of each week. You can use the points to redeem some items for training or healing in the White Prison Arena."
The halflings were no longer surprised by the situations on each floor, and even wanted to watch the show.
"Mr. Fang Bo, Mr. Simoni, according to your levels, you can currently earn 1090 points and 1000 points per week. The points will be directly bound to your invitation cards."
"In addition, after you advance to become an S-level competitor, you will be forced to compete at least three times a week. Refusing to accept the challenge will be considered a failure."
Simone looked at the hostility in the eyes of the people in the hall and said in a deep voice, "Let's not talk about this for now. Halflings, is their behavior allowed in the arena?"
"As long as no one's life is endangered, the arena manager will generally not interfere. Similarly, within the arena, points are also allowed to be traded between competitors."
"Is it……"
Simeone loosened his fists, moved his shoulders, and assumed a fighting stance.
There were only a thousand points in total, and the other party asked for half of them right away?
Why!
Zheng Zheyu looked at the two people who were dissatisfied and said, "It's just the exchange fee. I advise you to pay it obediently. If there is any good thing in the future, I will naturally bring you along..."
"Zheng Zheyu, you said too much."
The old man raised his hand to stop Zheng Zheyu from continuing. "You two, there are rules everywhere. If you pay these points, your safety here will be guaranteed. This is your first time here, and you don't understand many things. We in District A should unite."
Zheng Zheyu looked at Fang Heng and the other two who were still unmoved, and threatened them in a cold voice: "You are quite arrogant. You are obviously only an S-level force... To be honest, it is not easy for you to get here. I heard that you will have the next competition in half an hour, right? The opponents are from District D. If you go into the competition with injuries, the outcome will be..."
"You know quite a lot." Fang Heng turned his head to look at the halfling beside him and asked, "Did you tell them this information?"
The halfling nodded and said, "Spend some points and you can find this information in the database."
"You guys don't care about your privacy..." Fang Heng shrugged and continued, "Well, what happens if you accidentally kill someone during a fight?"
The halfling opened his mouth, a little surprised at Fang Heng's confidence, then nodded immediately and said, "There will always be some casualties in a sparring match, so there are supervisors on each floor. If the battle reaches a point where it is life-threatening, the supervisors will intervene. Normally, the White Prison Arena will not hold you responsible."
"understood."
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Heng disappeared instantly.
That is!
Everyone's expressions changed.
They suddenly realized that they had lost any trace of Fang Heng.
A loud shout suddenly rang out.
"It's a soul! Be careful!!"
Sudden! !
Flash!
Fang Heng appeared behind the leading old man almost instantly.
Death Scythe!
The shadow of the god of death appeared behind the old man, and the death scythe suddenly flashed a dark light in the air.
"boom!!!!"
The protective amulet in front of the old man sensed the crisis and exploded!
The dark aura of death exploded outwards, and the violent fluctuations at close range blasted the old man heavily backwards!
"puff!"
The old man was seriously injured and spit out a mouthful of blood. His face suddenly turned as pale as white paper!
It was not until now that everyone in the hall could see Fang Heng clearly in his soul state through special means.
It turned out to be the God of Death!
No one expected that Fang Heng would take the initiative to attack in front of so many people.
And the movements are so ghostly!
He actually severely injured Mr. Shen with just one move!
what the hell!
It's clearly just the S stage.
How could a human of this strength appear?!
"Old Shen!"
"Stop him!"
However, Fang Heng's speed was faster than anyone had expected. After everyone was stunned for a moment, Fang Heng disappeared from the spot again. The next moment, he appeared behind the old man like a ghost.
"stop!"
A loud shout suddenly rang out.
Fang Heng sneered in his heart.
Ha ha!
The Grim Reaper's scythe was swung again!
"laugh!"
A dark light flashed across again.
This time, there was no violent explosion like before, just a slight hissing sound.
A dark light appeared on the old man's neck, his eyes lost their luster, his body quickly stiffened, and he fell straight to the ground, without any sound.
Sudden!
A middle-aged man wearing a fang mask flashed out from the back of the hall, staring at Fang Heng closely, with a hint of anger in his eyes.
"I told you to stop!"
"Yeah, I heard that, but who are you?"
Fang Heng raised his head and a dark light appeared in his eyes.
The old man seemed to possess some special ability to save his life, and his soul was trying to break free from the shackles of the dead world and escape from the hall.
Sudden!
Fang Heng quickly stretched out his hand and clenched the air.
"boom!"
The old man's soul was instantly annihilated.
[System prompt: The player is currently guiding a specially affected soul (A-level) to sink into the realm of death. The player gains leader-level Death God bloodline experience points +1W].
The middle-aged man with the fang mask realized that the soul in the air had been destroyed. He frowned and looked at Fang Heng, "Killing a person is fine, but destroying the soul is also a bit too cruel, isn't it?"
"Birth, aging, sickness and death are the fate of reincarnation. Breaking the rules is not allowed in our world of the dead."
Fang Heng slowly returned to his human form, turned around, and looked at the middle-aged man in the fang mask, "You're so funny, you're talking about cruelty to a death god like me?"
"Humph, I won't argue with you. Remember, I am the supervisor of the 62nd floor."
The middle-aged man in the fang mask snorted coldly.
As the supervisor of the 62nd floor, he had relaxed his vigilance as the 62nd floor had always been safe and sound in the past. He did not expect that the two new guys were ruthless characters who would start fighting as soon as they disagreed.
Moreover, his strength was far beyond his expectations. By the time he realized that something was wrong and wanted to rush over to stop it, it was too late.
A demon seedling was wasted.
"Don't think that the God of Death can run rampant here. In the White Prison Arena, no one can win all the time. Your ability has exceeded that here. Hurry up and level up and leave. Also, don't continue killing people here, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."
As he spoke, the middle-aged man in the fang-shaped mask slowly turned into nothingness and disappeared completely.