The girl with white hair and red eyes is serious about revenge

"So what do you think I'm doing here?"

"Aren't you here to wait for the little princess to pick you up?" Pesce asked innocently.

"Hey, go away, who do you think I am, you stupid Thebite..." Carly said as she walked to the door, opened it, and stretched out her hand to the outside, "Go, get out quickly, don't disturb me while I'm working."

"Well...well," Pace sighed, and then asked boldly: "Ms. Carly, can you tell me what you are going to do?"

"You will know, but now, go to bed!" Carly said in a tone without any room for negotiation, staring at Pace sternly with her ice-blue eyes.

"Yes, yes! Then I'll go to bed first. Miss Carly should also go to bed early."

As Pace spoke, he took a step and walked out the door. When he passed by Carly, he faintly smelled a faint fragrance.

It seemed that he had smelled that fragrance somewhere before, but Pace couldn't remember exactly.

However, Pace did not think about these things deeply. He was so exhausted that he just wanted to go to bed and have a good sleep, and then face the first battle of [Shura Field] the next day.

After Pace left, Carly closed the door silently. Some sounds of grinding tools began to be heard in the workshop and lasted throughout the night.

The next morning, when the tired Pace came out of the room and prepared to go to the La Vadino Colosseum in the upper city, he was somewhat surprised to find that the lights in the workshop were still on.

...END...

6) Crime of Grand Prophet

"They bite, they struggle, they sink, they clean the dirt between their fangs and pile it up into mountains of sin."

——"Forbidden Sayings: The Old Testament"

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The distance between the atrium and the upper city is very short. It only takes 30 minutes to reach the gate of La Vatino Colosseum by carriage from the base. According to the original practice, the residents of the atrium need to provide a series of troublesome procedures and certificates at the outpost to go to the upper city without a pass. However, during the opening days of the [Shura Field], a large number of atrium residents will go to the upper city to watch the game, and the [Sharp Knife Lion] family does not have enough manpower to manage this huge flow of people, so it becomes extremely easy to pass through the outpost. With just a little disguise, Pace and his party successfully passed through the outpost and entered the upper city.

Through the window of the carriage, Pace looked at everything in the upper town with great curiosity: the neatly painted walls, the red eaves with complete bricks and tiles, and the clean and tidy streets. Even on the open day, the streets in the upper town were very clean, without the roughness of the atrium or the clutter of the old town.

"I have to say, the [Lion Knife] family is quite good to the streets." Pace nodded with some emotion.

"Leon Kelast is only good at doing some boring face-saving projects," Ryan sneered and pointed to the corner of the street, "Look over there."

Looking in the direction Ryan pointed, Pace saw a small tent in the alley on the corner of the street. The door of the tent was wide open, and several children were huddled inside. Their parents had set up a boiler in the dark alley and were preparing breakfast.

“What is…?”

"Those are the poor fellows doing business in the Upper City. Most of them are merchants in the Atrium, and they want to make a name for themselves in the Upper City," Ryan said with a hint of sarcasm, as if he didn't pity these people. "The result? The result is that they can't make a name for themselves in the Upper City even though they could have taken root in the Atrium. The Upper City is where the privileged class lives, so how can they tolerate the existence of these scum? Naturally, they can only be driven around by the gangsters every day. If they are lucky, they may be able to get a small house at the bottom of the Upper City. If they are unlucky? They will probably die in an alley like that."

The carriage quickly passed the alley, but the image of the mother coaxing her child remained in Pace's sight and could not be shaken off.

"They just want their children to have a better life. Is that wrong?"

Pace questioned Ryan in a slightly sharp tone, but the latter just glanced at him and sighed helplessly.

"No, they are not wrong," Ryan looked out the window again, the white hair on his temples trembling slightly with the shaking of the carriage, "It's just that to do this in a society that is rotten to the bone... they are stupid, that's all."

The two of them didn't speak again along the way. The carriage soon arrived at the entrance of the La Vatino Colosseum. Pace pushed open the door of the carriage. As soon as he landed, he was pressed down by the huge figure and felt a little breathless:

"Oh my...oh my god..."

In front of him was a giant Colosseum at least 100 meters high, built from a large pile of intact boulders. It was hard for Pace to imagine how the people of the Kingdom built such a large arena by piling up the boulders. There were no cranes in that era, so did they push it up by hand?

The gate of the Colosseum was hung with the emblem of the [Sharp Knife Lion] family: a standing lion with a sharp knife as its tail. At this moment, the entrance of the Colosseum was already full of people, some of them came to participate in the competition, some came to watch, most of them looked like ordinary people, and it was rare to see those privileged classes dressed in luxurious clothes.

"If Leon Kelast comes to watch, will he also go this way?" Pace asked Ryan.

"No, of course not," Ryan explained as he led Pace through the bustling crowd. "Those guys will come in through the back door. The measures there are very strict. Leon Kelast, that life-saving bastard, certainly won't risk his fat pig head."

Listening to the tone in which Ryan scolded Leon, Pace felt a chill run down his spine - this fully reflected the deep hatred between them...

"Okay, just go line up over there," Ryan pointed to a checkpoint on the left side of the gate, "If you participate in the competition, they will let you in directly."

"Just go in?" Pace was a little surprised. "Don't you need to register or record anything?"

"Sign up? Hahahaha, okay okay..." Ryan couldn't help but laugh when he heard Pace's innocent speech, "You have to sign up, of course you have to sign up."

"However, the prerequisite is that you can survive the first round before you need to sign up."

......

The first round of the competition was very rough. Pace first hurriedly put on the MK23 "Fighter" giant force armor and squeezed together with a group of scumbags dressed like bandits. He spent half an hour in a sweaty and smelly environment. Then he walked through the long dark corridor with them until he reached the gradually rising iron gate.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-"

As the cell door was opened, a ray of light shone into the dark corridor, and Pace was washed into the huge ancient Colosseum in the tide of rotten fish and shrimp.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Coming towards you now are the fifth batch of contestants for the auditions. Let's cheer for these idiots who are seeking death!"

Along with the host's passionate shouts, cheers came from all directions. It was the first time that Pace had time to see the huge Colosseum from the inside: the circular stepped auditorium was filled with spectators coming from the atrium, most of them looked extremely excited, as if they were about to see another good show.

However, when Pace turned his gaze to the center of the arena, he was horrified:

blood.

The sandy ground was already stained with blood, mixed with some broken limbs that had not yet been cleaned up. An aura of death immediately enveloped Pace, making him feel a little cold under the scorching sun at noon.

Damn, this is really the [Shura Field]... How many people have to die here in a year for it to be over?

Pace looked away. The host's words were already a little blurry in his ears. The contestants around him began to slowly disperse, and the contestants coming in from other entrances did the same. Gradually, the Colosseum was filled with people. They were all wiping their weapons and staring at each other fiercely.

"Hey, baby, are you scared?"

A somewhat disgusting voice came from behind Pace. He turned around and saw a dark-skinned strong man with a turban on his head. The strong man was holding a half-broken baseball bat in his hand, and there was a bandage on his round belly, as if he had just been stabbed.

What is he talking about? Pace is a little confused?

"Sir, what did you say?" Pace asked politely.

"Behead your mother first, you cunt," the sturdy man said viciously, and made a few fierce gestures with the broken baseball bat. "I'm going to kill you and then use your corpse to satisfy my sexual desires right here and now, you stinky cunt. I'm giving you a fucking face, right?"

The burly man made a rude gesture towards Pace, which made him frown.

Who beat this guy up so hard? Is he mentally ill?

Just when Pace was about to respond bluntly, the host had already started the countdown:

"Competitors, please get ready! 3——"

Pace immediately drew out the axe from his waist, turned it lightly, and attached the blue factor energy to it. He moved his arms slightly, felt the extremely positive response of the muscles enhanced by Carly, smiled lightly, and then stared at the sturdy man in front of him.

"2--"

Rui's plan for Pace was to kill one of his opponents first. Once that guy was dealt with, Pace could stay by his body and not attack him. In this way, seeing that he had killed someone, the probability of others coming to fight him directly would be lower, and the probability of Pace surviving would be relatively higher.

The guy in front of me is just having a seizure and is trying to provoke Pace. In that case, just use him as an appetizer.

"1--"

"Let the fight begin! Beasts!"

The moment the host gave the start order, a lot of noise rang out inside the entire Colosseum. Almost instantly, the burly man roared and rushed towards Pace, waving his baseball bat that had been cut off and sharpened, with bloodshot eyes.

What a reckless fool! He really doesn't care about his life.

Pace remembered Ryan's way of thinking when he was fighting him: if you are not sure that you can kill the enemy with one blow, then try not to attack first, but try to find the flaws after each attack of the enemy, and then resolve them.

"This is a stupid method. It's of course useless against the strong, but it's enough to beat those brainless thugs."

Watching the sturdy man rushing towards him, Pace found the right moment, then controlled the exoskeleton on his knee to bounce and nimbly dodged to the side.

The sturdy man passed by Pace without any suspense. Looking at his side profile full of flaws, Pace quickly stretched out his leg and tripped him -

"Fuck me!"

The sturdy man fell to the ground in an instant, and fell flat on his face. Seeing this, Pace stepped on his neck without hesitation.

"Kacha."

"Ah." The sturdy man let out a brief cry, and his neck was broken directly by Pace's kick with the added strength of the exoskeleton.

The strong man's body twitched slightly on the ground for a few times, and soon there was no movement at all. He was dead.

Looking at the sturdy man who was almost killed by him in an instant, Pace suddenly felt speechless:

"That's it?"

After killing the sturdy man who had provoked him for no reason, Pace looked up and looked around. He found that the sturdy man was indeed quite strong. Most of the contestants were pale and skinny, and looked like they had not had enough to eat. If they rushed up, they might be knocked down by Pace even more quickly.

To some extent, Pace deeply understood how Perlis felt when facing him.

It's simply a crushing in different dimensions...

Just as Pace was feeling somewhat proud of the relief brought by his victory in the first battle, a violent scream was heard from a distance:

"Uhhhhhh!!"

Pace immediately turned his gaze over, and in an instant, he saw a huge figure at the other end of the Colosseum, grabbing the body of a pale and skinny guy into the air, holding the guy's head with one hand and the guy's feet with the other, and then pulling hard -

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Blood-red liquid gushed out from the broken surface, almost shattering all over the ground. The huge figure roared and swung the two halves of his left and right hands around for several rounds. The blood-red fragments were thrown onto the ground, the wall, and even onto some contestants, scaring them so much that they stood there in a daze.

“Ah…Ah…No…Don’t…”

A skinny contestant stared blankly at the huge figure approaching him, but was too scared to move. He kept muttering broken words in his mouth and allowed the huge figure to approach him.

"Please...please, I still have..."

"Pfft-"

The punch came with tremendous force, and the man's head was completely shattered, killing him instantly.

The giant licked the crumbs on his hands greedily, as if he was tasting something delicious. Under Pace's blank gaze, the giant slowly turned his head and met Pace's eyes at the other end of the Colosseum.

It was at this glance that Pace recognized him:

"【Black Boxer】..."

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6) The Sins of the Great Prophets (Part 2)

"Hey, [Blade of Babel], what are you doing?"

"Don't be impatient! Wait!"

......

Ignoring Ashlia's dissuasion, Perlis stood up from the bushes on the hillside beside the road and quickly approached the road under the cover of night.

......

An hour had passed since Perlis and Ashilia began lurking on the road. During this hour, Perlis first scouted the surrounding terrain and placed traps on the road despite the noisy Ashilia, then silently hid in the bushes and waited.

The moonlight fell on the road at the edge of the atrium, surrounded by lush green grass, providing the two with a broad vision while also making it easier for the team to spot the surrounding situation.

When the time was almost 9:45, the convoy belonging to the arms dealer Klein Allais appeared at the end of the road on time and began to drive towards the two.

"Hey, you white guy, are you sure your trap works?" Ashilia patted Perlis's shoulder gently, "If the car doesn't stop, can you catch up?"

As usual, Perlis ignored Ashlia and just watched the convoy driving on the road silently. Her blood-red eyes and the darkness were covered with a light veil of mist.

Then, when the caravan was about to approach the area where the trap was located, Perlis slowly stood up from the bushes:

"cover me."

"Ah?" Ashlia looked at Perlis in confusion, "Wait, you..."

Before Ashilia could say anything, Perlis had already jumped out and ran lightly towards the convoy.

"Hey, [Blade of Babel], you..."

Perlis quickly put Ashlia's voice behind her. She used the night as a curtain to cover herself and moved quickly through it. Her slender legs made almost no sound when they landed on the grass.

"Rumble..."

The convoy continued to move forward on the road, and the distance between them and Perlis was getting closer and closer, and they were almost about to pass in front of her. At this moment, several silver dots on the road suddenly flashed with blue light and floated up, and then they rushed towards the truck that was the first to be hit with lightning speed.

"Pfft-"

The silver dot pierced into the tire of the bicycle just as Perlis had planned. With a slight explosion of energy, the tire immediately deflated and the truck slid on the road in an instant.

"Squeak-"

Perlis seized the moment when the truck stopped on the road and activated the factor potential energy. A slight red light flashed by, and Perlis rolled on the road and rolled directly under the truck. Then, Perlis quickly swung out the butterfly knife, cut a hole in the bottom of the truck in a few strokes, and then got in very flexibly.