I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

Boundary wall, stage area.

This is part of the Huangyan Palace, dug directly from the towering bright red realm wall.

The game venue has a circular outline, and the audience seats are set along the outline, showing a form that surrounds the venue.

The gift game led by Salamanda is currently being held in the venue, and the final qualification is being competed on the stage.

Crystal clear ice and snow covered the entire stage, and a girl like a snow elf stood in the center of the venue, facing the ferocious mountain giant.

In order to enjoy the atmosphere of the festival, the princess, who couldn't bear to be idle, also signed up to participate in the gift game, and made it to the end with her own strength.

"A mountain giant?" Anna murmured with a cold light in her icy blue eyes, "Ordinary frost and snow can't deal with a big guy like you."

The girl caressed the strange doll in her arms, and the elf Wei who lived in the doll responded to the princess' wish and lent her her power.

The cold current of Siberia swept across, and the city of Huangyan, which is famous for its heat, encountered a severe winter, which made the audience shiver with cold.

On the grandstand in the middle, the host Sandra sat on the throne, Canary, the Mountain Man, Leticia and the Count of Monte Cristo sat on both sides.

Sandora was very surprised to see the imperial daughter showing off her might, because the elder sister's strength was no weaker than hers.

Canary is also puzzled, wondering why the subjugated princess of the Romanov dynasty would have the gift of freezing.

"It's really strange. Although the members of Xingyue have all left their names in history, they always feel like they don't correspond to each other."

From the inside out, it is just too strong, and it feels like they seem to be enjoying some kind of collective strengthening effect.

This is actually not wrong, because turning from a dead soul into a heroic spirit is indeed a kind of sublimation, and it will even be endowed with many legends and fantasies.

Just when everyone thought that Anastasia would use a blizzard to turn the mountain giant into a snow mountain and freeze him completely.

The girl from the fighting nation charged towards the mountain, jumped up vigorously, and punched out the arm that could lift Ivan the Terrible.

The slender fist hit the mountain giant's face, which shocked the audience. They didn't feel any lethal force from it.

Comparing the disparity in size between the two sides, the audience did not think that Anastasia could win with violence, especially since she was an ice mage.

However, the mountain giant fell backwards to the ground, a thunderous sound spread throughout the venue, and the blown wind pressure blew the snow into the sky.

There was silence in the stands for a moment, and then deafening applause erupted, cheering for the girl who won the victory neatly.

Anastasia landed lightly, holding the doll and regaining her ladylike appearance, smiling and beckoning around.

"So the little princess still has such a side?" The Count of Monte Cristo raised his eyebrows, as if getting to know Anna again.

Hearing this, the old man of the mountain shook his head helplessly and smiled, remembering the scene where this girl once chased bears away from the forest with a stick.

"You are underestimating her. If you drink a bottle of vodka before rushing forward, you will really go all out."

"The final winner is Miss Anastasia from Xingyue, let us congratulate her."

After the cheers, Canary, who was the host, clapped his hands, and the audience's voice stopped abruptly.

"In this way, the final list for the finals has been prepared. The finals will be held tomorrow. As for the rules of the finals, I will trouble another organizer, who is also the owner of this festival, to explain it to everyone."

Canary turned around and gave way to the center of the palace balcony, and Sandora got up from the throne in response.

She walked onto the balcony where she could see the entire stage and venue at a glance, facing so many strangers with a timid expression.

Seeing this, Canary showed a gentle smile, and softly urged Sandra, who was wearing gorgeous costumes and showing a tense expression.

"This is a grand ceremony. I understand that you will be nervous when you face this kind of scene for the first time, but you should show your calmness in front of everyone. Because we and other stratum rulers are the spiritual support of the lower community, now it is necessary It’s time to show a stance of fortitude.”

"Yes, I'm fine!"

Sandora took a deep breath and greeted everyone with a voice that was as clear and melodious as a silver bell, with a resolute and awe-inspiring voice.

"I am the ruler of the southern region whom I was introduced to just now, Sandora Teldorek."

After giving a slight greeting to the surroundings, the young leader entered the state of mind and spoke with a decent posture and smooth speaking speed.

"This festival jointly organized by the four-digit outer sect has successfully passed half of the schedule today. There were no accidents worth mentioning during the period, so I would like to take this opportunity to express my gratitude to everyone who assisted in the event. Thank you."

"As for the future games, first of all, please refer to the invitation letter at hand."

The audience picked up the invitation, and the ink written on it was broken down into straight lines and curved lines, and began to construct other essays.

Boon Game Name: Duel of the Creators

Game Leader: Salamanda

Finalists: Xingyue, Will-o'-the-Wisp, Ratcatcher

Final game rules:

Compete with gifts created by each community.

In order for the gift to take full effect, an assistant is allowed to accompany it.

The game must be cracked by the registered gift holder himself.

The round-robin system is adopted, and the community with the most wins wins.

The winner will be able to face off against the game leader.

Regarding the favors granted: Contestants can offer desired favors to the Fire Dragon of the Hierarchy Ruler.

Oath: To respect the above, based on the glory and the flag, the two communities will participate in the gift game.

【Salamanda】India

【Acadia】India

After that, today's ceremony will come to an end.

The sun also began to set, and the huge shadow of the realm wall gradually enveloped the town.

In this town where the moonlight is shaded by the red walls, only the flickering street lamps are the only source of light.

Chapter 686 Princess: Violence Can't Solve Problems, But It Can Solve You

"Crowley, did you find anything unusual today?"

Canary leaned on the sofa and cast her eyes on the tuxedo baron standing by the window.

After learning that the festival might be attacked by the Demon King, Canary called Croya over out of caution.

Despite the existence of the Mountain Man, White Yaksha, and Argel, she still prefers to hold safety in her own hands.

"It's all right, my lady."

Croya withdrew his gaze from the night scene and turned to report the work to Canary.

"Today I hid in the shadow and searched the entire city, and I didn't notice any aura of the devil king, and nothing happened."

Canary was not at ease when she heard the words, but instead frowned. She didn't think the Demon King would give up because of the increased difficulty of the attack.

If this is the case, maybe the Demon King has already sneaked into the city, quietly waiting for the opportunity to attack in the dark.

"Hey, then I'll trouble you to keep watching, although it's best that nothing happens until the end of the ceremony..."

At the same time, in the next room, the Demon King that Canary was thinking of was sitting here openly.

"Coffee or tea?"

The Count of Monte Cristo picked up his teacup and made a gesture, waiting for the girl in front of him to answer.

"Or black tea, I don't like the bitter taste of coffee."

After a brief hesitation, Pest made a choice.

"It's normal not to like bitter taste. Compared with the sweet taste that can bring happiness to people, the meaning of bitter taste is to let people taste reality."

The Count of Monte Cristo said and poured a cup of black tea for Pest, and gently pushed the tea cup in front of the girl on the tray.

"Taste reality?" Pest held up the teacup, looked at her cheeks reflected in the tea with downcast eyes: "It's true to say that, compared to happy and happy memories, the unsatisfactory past is indeed more important. More lives, that is indeed a bitterness."

"Okay, let's not talk about these heavy topics." The Count of Monte Cristo looked at the glamorous girl in front of him and asked, "How is the plan? If there is no accident, you plan to act tomorrow, right?"

"Everything is going well." Pest looked up at the smiling man, with a look of gratitude flashing in his eyes: "This is also thanks to the help of the leader and you, otherwise we just want to know the gods and ghosts." If you sneak in unconsciously, you might waste a lot of precious time."

"It's nothing, this is what I should do." The Count of Monte Cristo humbly accepted his thanks, "Providing help to those who are in the same situation is one of my principles of conduct. A guy once said that when justice cannot be implemented At this time, revenge is the greatest justice."

"I don't care about justice or not, I just want to get justice." Pest heard the meaning of the other party's words, but she didn't feel burdened at this time: "Don't worry, I will control it when I launch an attack tomorrow Yes, it would be the best if we can win without bloodshed."

"What if things don't go well?" The Count of Monte Cristo stared at Pest and confirmed to her, "Do you remember how to do it?"

This was an unplanned matter, a detail that Edmond Dantès added on his own initiative after he learned of Carpe Deluge's plan.

"Of course, I will lose at your hands, wash away my identity as the devil king, and become a member of the fantasy magic book group again."

The Count of Monte Cristo smiled with satisfaction. He was really afraid that Pest would be blinded by hatred and become a vengeful ghost.

"That's right, that's it. It's not terrible to fail once. What's terrible is that there is no chance to start again after failure."

The corners of Pest's mouth rose slightly, and she felt the guidance and concern from Senior Vengeful Ghost.

"Actually, if you can make the protoss of the sun lose face, it can already be regarded as recovering some interest."

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The next day.

Boundary wall, stage area.

"Everyone, welcome to the scene of the championship competition. Without further ado, we invite our contestants to come on stage!"

Canary is still the guest host, dutifully mobilizing the atmosphere of the venue, pushing it to a peak at the beginning.

"The contestants for the first round are Anastasia from Xingyue, and Aisha Ignifateus from Will-o'-the-wisp!"

Anastasia, dressed in a costume, took steps and walked slowly towards the stage, giving people a quiet and delicate feeling.

Of course, the audience who saw her knocking down the mountain giant with one punch yesterday would no longer be deceived by the harmless appearance of the girl.

However, just as Anastasia was about to step onto the stage, a high-speed fireball suddenly passed her eyes.

"Yeah! Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho~"

Listening to the weird laughter coming from her ears, Anna couldn't help but frown. She looked up and saw a figure sitting on the fireball.

The guy was wearing a black and white gothic loli style gorgeous lace dress, with double ponytails, and made the Queen's triple smile with a cute but arrogant voice.

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha! Did you see that? Jack! The opponent has already been frightened by our debut! Hee hee hee, let's laugh at her thoroughly!"

"Yah ho ho ho ho ho ho ~"

Anastasia didn't care about the opponent's ridicule, anyway, when the match officially started, she would teach the opponent how to behave.

What caught her attention was the fireball being ridden by the girl, from which Anna felt similar to her contract partner 'Wei'.

"That fireball, could it be an elf or a monster?"

"Huh? What are you talking about! Don't compare Miss Ben's companions with those things."

Ayesha pouted dissatisfiedly, with a proud look on her face, and introduced it grandly to everyone.

"This guy is the famous ghost of our will-o'-the-wisp! Jack-o'-lantern!"

"Yah ho ho ho ho ho ~"

Under Aysha's gesture, the fireball shook off the surrounding flames and appeared in front of everyone.

A super-giant pumpkin lantern head, a ghostly intangible black cloth body, holding a burning lantern in the palm of a white glove.

In short, it is a very suitable costume for Halloween. Not only does it not make people feel the slightest spooky, but it makes it look like a playfulness and celebration.

"Pumpkin Jack?"

Anastasia stared at the floating jack-o-lantern with hesitation in her eyes.

Although she didn't have the ability to see through her real name, 'Wei' told her that the pumpkin monster in front of her was not simple.

Under the beaming appearance, Pumpkin Jack still hides an unknown true face, and even feels related to Little Jack.

"Little Jack? Does he mean Jack the Ripper? Could it be that this jack-o'-lantern is actually the legendary Twist serial killer?"

Just as the princess was communicating with her doll in a low voice, Aisha, who couldn't bear her temper, once again challenged her, saying the pre-war declaration.

"Hmph~ Your introduction is so arrogant that you dare to be ahead of our will-o'-the-wisps! Wait and see how I beat you to pieces, and let everyone see who is the strongest!"

"Go back to the standby position, the will-o'-the-wisp player!"

Canary stood up and stopped Aisha from speaking, and glanced at the position of the grandstand while speaking.

"Also, please refrain from provocative behavior before the match!"