Arad's Sword

Chapter 242 Invitation

Unexpectedly, so strong?

This is the strength of the perfect awakener?

This is the level of the secret skill of the perfect awakener?
Unbelievable emotions one after another, like spring water, emerged in everyone's mind.

And in the arena, Ba Qiulan spurted out a mouthful of black blood, her face was as pale as a piece of white paper.

One of the ghosts and gods who contracted with her was killed, and the backlash was huge. Ba Qiulan only felt that her internal organs had been messed up, and even her thinking gradually became blurred.

Except for Midi, ordinary ghost swordsmen will contract with multiple ghosts and gods, so they also have projections of multiple ghosts and gods in their bodies.Usually, these projections are safe and sound, but once one of them is eliminated in an abnormal way, the balance in the ghost swordsman's body will be broken immediately, and then the soul itself will be affected.

With Baqiulan's current situation, even if Midi let him go, or if he survived, it won't be long before he will become a useless person.

That being the case, Ba Qiulan's only choice is to fight to the death.

It's not for victory, but for revenge. Let's drag that human bastard who killed me to hell together!

As soon as this vicious thought arises, it spreads uncontrollably in Ba Qiulan's heart like crazy vines.

The next moment, the berserker let out a roar like a wounded wild animal, with blood surging all over his body, holding the giant sword upside down, he rushed towards Midi.

Blood rage, awakening of blood energy, death resistance...

And the Berserker Awakening Skill, Demon Prison Blood Brake!
Skills one after another were activated by Ba Qiulan recklessly, frantically absorbing the magic power in his body and the few vitality in his body.

In an instant, Ba Qiulan's momentum soared, as if she was an invincible master.

With the support of these skills, he finally slashed his sword at Midi.

This sword slashed down, like a blood-colored waterfall hanging upside down, and the overflowing crimson sword energy directly cut a sword mark tens of meters long and several meters deep on the ground!

The entire arena trembled slightly from this blow, giving people the feeling of an earthquake.And under the huge impact, the yellow sand all over the field, like a stirred-up water, churned violently, rushing towards the outer circle like a tide, and slapped on the prohibition circle on the edge, stirring up a storm. Another khaki spray.

And the air was also filled with the smell of blood, and there were waves of whirlwinds.

However, in this seemingly earth-shattering scene, the human youth with black hair and black eyes was not moved at all.

He just stood on the edge of Ba Qiulan's giant sword, his battle robe making hunting sounds with the hot wind, like a banner of victory.

He was as light as a falcon on the sea of ​​clouds, because he was able to stand on the edge of the sword without losing his balance.

But he was as heavy as a mountain, because Ba Qiulan, who had been blessed with countless states, tried her best to lift the giant sword that Midi was stepping on.

"It's over." Looking at Ba Qiulan who was still holding on to the hilt of the sword desperately, Midi said coldly, and slashed the "Scorching Sun" in her hand.

A ray of azure blue brilliance streaked across the air, a gust of hot blood gushed out, and Ba Qiulan's dead head immediately flew into the air.

"Miss Victoria, if it is this person, he may be able to help us tide over the difficulties! If he is in charge of the 'bait', he will definitely be able to delay your brothers!"

Witnessing this overwhelming victory in the arena, a slightly excited old voice rang out in a luxurious VIP box.

The owner of the voice is an old celestial being.

He was dressed in a well-tailored suit of silk, white gloves, and white beard and hair. However, he stood upright, and only when he was speaking would he bend down and show a respectful look.

Obviously, this is the butler of a big family, and the person he serves is sitting on the big crimson sofa in the VIP box.

It was a girl who had just turned celestial.

She has long brown wavy hair, green eyes, and very regular facial features. She wears a long white dress with floral decorations and silk gloves on her hands.On the bridge of her small nose, there is a pair of crystal glasses with thin gold wire frames.The pure and very ancient celestial blood makes this woman who has just grown up have a tall and attractive figure, which cannot be concealed even by luxurious clothes.

If Midi stood in front of this woman, he would immediately recognize that this woman was the president of the Rothschild Chamber of Commerce who provided supplies and various equipment for the human explorer army in the previous life.

Victoria Rothschild.

However, just from the address of the old housekeeper, it can be known that now, in the 988 year of the Arad calendar, this Miss Victoria is only a "Miss", but she is far from controlling the family business association.

"Perhaps, Uncle Lund. This Mr. Blade is really strong, and I'm afraid he has reached the level of a floor master." Victoria fixedly looked at Midi who was bowing in the arena, but sighed deeply. He breathed a sigh of relief, "But air combat and down-to-earth competition are two different things. Can he really be up to that task?"

"With all due respect, Miss Victoria, we don't have much time to investigate." The old housekeeper Lund smiled wryly.

Because of these words, the entire box fell into a brief silence. After a while, the girl's crisp voice finally sounded again.

"That's right, we're running out of time. Instead of taking advantage of those stupid brothers, it's better to fight to the death like this." A firm determination flashed in Victoria's eyes, "Uncle Lund, please help me arrange it." , I want to meet this Mr. Blade, and then convince him."

Just as Midi expected, the battle with the high-level gladiator who was second only to the floor master on the [-]th floor made his strength and reputation truly recognized.

Not only the Rothschild merchants, but also several other major forces who came to watch the battle, all conveyed the meaning of friendly exchanges to Midi after the competition.

"The Wanderer's Guild invited you to be their guard." Dark Elf Secretary Avril opened the first file.

"Gently decline for me." Midi replied.

The Wanderers Guild is committed to bringing the people of the Celestial Realm back to their hometowns, and all of its top executives are looking up at the sky all day long. The original intention of its establishment has basically nothing to do with Midi's goal of going to the big storm area.Moreover, the core of this guild is all celestial beings, no matter how powerful Midi is, they can only be peripheral, so it is naturally impossible to waste time on them.

"The Blue Truth Sect invites you to serve as an apologist." Avril continued to read.

Midi's expression changed slightly, she coughed, and then said seriously: "Be very careful for me, very tactfully but resolutely reject them."

The Blue Truth Sect, a behemoth headquartered in the big storm area, is an organization backed by a terrible supreme powerhouse.

It can be said that in the entire sea of ​​clouds in the sky, what Midi fears the most is the Blue Truth Sect.

To join this sect, one must be baptized and gain faith. This kind of brainwashing method makes it impossible for Midi to get in easily.Moreover, this sect is extremely powerful, and it can be seen just by having a special temple on the floating island of the Sky Arena.

The most important thing is that all the top leaders of this sect are lunatics, and their insanity is even scarier than "Nightmare Hand" Wiseman Newton.

Although the Nightmare Hand is cynical, in the final analysis, he just hides his coldness and rationality under a playful appearance.But the bishops and priests of the Blue Truth Sect really believed in the set of arguments they preached, and spared no effort to practice them.

This is a bunch of real lunatics.

And when the lunatic and force become one, even Midi dare not provoke him.

Judging from the historical trend of the previous life, the forces entering the big storm area will one day have a life-and-death war with the Blue Truth Sect.

But by all means, definitely not now.

"I didn't expect Mr. Blade to be afraid." Avril covered her mouth and smiled lightly.

After getting along for a long time, this dark elf, who is good at observing words and expressions, naturally discovered that although seduction has no effect on Midi, the master she serves is by no means a cold and heartless person. On the contrary, she is usually very talkative, joking like this , not only will there be no problems, but it will make the atmosphere between the two more harmonious.

When they are harmonious enough, can they be seduced?

With a small calculation in her heart, Avril Lavigne thought happily while opening a new document.

"The Rothschild Chamber of Commerce sent an invitation, hoping that you can serve as a route guard, and hope to have an interview with you as soon as possible." Avril's voice sounded again.

"Next." Midi replied without thinking.

Although it is an unremarkable position like a route guard, the "interview as soon as possible" that follows undoubtedly has a lot to say.

As a nobleman born in Belle Mare, with Midi's sense of smell, he can naturally sense that the invitation sent by the Rothschild Chamber of Commerce seems to be not only because of his own strength, but also because of some secret but urgent needs. inside.

What is it?

This can only be known by meeting.

And Midi, who was originally aimed at the Rothschild Chamber of Commerce, naturally would not have any hesitation about it.

For Midi's decisive judgment, Avril was also slightly taken aback, but she was very clear about her status as a secretary, what can be contacted and what should not be understood. The dark elves have good judgments. Although they are a little curious at the moment, But of course they won't really ask.

After a brief distraction, the dark elf immediately returned to normal. She bowed in a very ladylike but enchanting posture, deliberately exposing a large piece of her breasts, and then stood up, ready to arrange this meeting.

Rothschild Chamber of Commerce, finally hooked?

So you, whose pawn are you?
Looking at the slim figure of the dark elf going away, Midi asked silently in her heart.

　From the outbreak on the 19th to today, it happens to be seven days a week, with a total of about 7 words. I have fulfilled my promise, and I am very happy.Today is still three shifts, and starting tomorrow, normal updates will resume, with two shifts a day at 10:30 am and 19:30 pm.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)