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

It seems that these three guys formed an alliance from the beginning as if they had agreed in advance, and then fought against the [Black Boxing King] together.

But judging from the results, it's not very ideal...

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the [Black Boxing King] slowly walked towards the last unlucky guy. He was already tall, and had a set of exoskeleton hydraulic arm guards on his arms. A dark black steel ring was embedded on the top of the exoskeleton, which was already stained with blood.

“Damn… Damn it…” The last survivor suppressed the fear in his heart and raised the machete in his hand, “I will fight you! Aaaaaah!!”

"boom--"

The powerful punch was thrown in an instant, and before Pace could even see the process of the black boxing champion exerting force, a hole was directly blasted in the survivor's chest.

"Crack--" The Black Boxing King's fist was retracted with a mechanical sound, and another corpse fell at his feet. He slowly turned to Pace, and a strange smile appeared on his dark face.

"Hey Hey..."

The cheers of the crowd filled the arena, but Pace seemed to hear nothing. He just stared at the dark giant and the terrifying smile.

This thing...does it really have a chance to defeat him? ?

......

【Illustration】Rain of Lowtown

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Artist: Mo Ying'er

(Don’t scold me for painting it by myself. Woohoo, scholars really can’t paint!)

(It would be nice if there was an artist who could do it for free. Oh my god... drawing is so difficult...)

6) The Sins of the Great Prophets (Part 9)

A sea of ​​flowers, an endless sea of ​​flowers.

Pushing aside the white flowers that covered her skirt, Perlis slowly approached the pure white figure in the sea of ​​flowers.

There is no Tower of Babel on the horizon. The stars in the sky cast their brilliant light over the entire sea of ​​flowers, lighting up the dewdrops on the petals and flashing sporadic lights.

"..."

"You are... who are you?"

The ground collapsed, there was weightlessness, falling, endless darkness, and a sky full of stars.

"..."

"Perlis..."

The figure among the stars looked down at the girl who had fallen into the dark, and her blood-red eyes were full of tenderness. But the girl was not calm at all. She stretched out her five fingers towards the starry sky, as if she wanted to grab the stars:

"and many more!!!"

Perlis called out, but the figure just smiled, with her beautiful eyes curved into two crescents:

"you from..."

......

"Tick tock...tick tock..."

The sound of dripping water, a faint tingling sensation, and it was cold.

"Uh..."

Perlis lifted her heavy eyelids. The world in front of her was still blurry, but dark, very dark.

How long has it been?

Her wrists hurt, very much. When Perlis looked up, she found that her hands were locked together with chains. The chains hung her in the air, and her wrists bore the weight of her body.

“Ouch…it hurts…”

Perlis squinted one eye, trying to see the environment in front of her clearly. The cold stinging sensation was always acting on her neck, which was probably the wound left by the Great Prophet.

How on earth did he do it... There was no sound at all, and even the factor shield couldn't stop it... How is this possible...

As her vision gradually became clearer, Perlis saw the environment in front of her clearly: it was a dim room with only a tall window casting moonlight from outside into the room.

With the help of that ray of moonlight, Perlis saw the Great Prophet, who was sitting on a small bench against the wall of the room. The moonlight fell on the brim of his black hat, making him look like a magician on stage.

"You..." Perlis struggled to break free from the chains, but it only increased the pain in her wrist.

"You are wondering... why..." Zachamos slowly stood up and walked in front of Perlis, "Why can't you see me... why the shield didn't work... why [Pure White Fireworks] lost so badly..."

Zachamos lifted Perlis's chin, and his dark face came so close to her that Perlis could even see his pure pale eyes:

"Ugh...Asshole...don't touch me..."

Perlis turned her head away, struggling to avoid the dark hand. But Zachamos firmly grasped her chin and forced her to look at him:

"Because you are blind..." Zakamos said in a low voice that was almost whispered, and his pure white eyes swept across Perlis's cheek, "I see you, but you can't see... (I-Tran language)"

The black coat swayed slightly, and a bronze needle was raised by Zachamos's other hand. Without mercy, Zachamos stabbed the needle into Perlis's forearm.

“Ah! It hurts…”

The stinging pain made Perlis gasp for air. She watched Zachamos slowly drag the needle to draw out her bright red blood.

“Ah…”

"The blood of the stars... is like red sugar cane (I-Tran language)..." Zakamos dragged the needle and drew out Perlis' blood, "Your blood is just like you... very beautiful... pure white..."

A cold and stinging sensation came from her head, and Perlis couldn't help but squint her eyes. She trembled and tried to struggle, but it only made the needle that was inserted into her forearm more painful.

Finally, after drawing a full tube, Zachamos finally pulled out the needle. The blood loss made Perlis feel dizzy, but the Great Prophet enjoyed it. He stuck out his tongue and gently squeezed a drop of blood onto the tip of his tongue, smacking his lips as if he was tasting some delicacy.

"Hmm...delicious...(E-Tran language)..."

"You... lunatic..." Perlis glared at the Great Prophet fiercely, blood flowing from her forearm to her sleeves, "You..."

"It's you, you are blind...pure white..." Zakamos put his face close to Perlis again, and his dark face twisted into a grotesque smile, "I have seen through your fate...you will wither on the sea...corrupt in the waves...(Yitlan language)..."

"What are you talking about..." Perlis struggled, trying to break free from the chains that hung her in the air, "You...why...are you Laplace?"

"The Ursa gave me the tools to pursue my purpose, nothing more..." Zakamos whispered, putting the tube of blood into his coat, "As for you... you are a bargaining chip... he wants you..."

"What do you want me to do?"

"You go ask him, pure white..."

Zachamos took out a chain from his coat. The chain was hung with red unknown fragments like lanterns, emitting a fragrant aroma. He pulled a fragment from the chain, put it into his mouth, and chewed it.

"And I...I saw it...hehehehahahaha...(E-Tran language)"

The Great Prophet suddenly spat out the fragments, which had become shrunken and lay on the ground. He turned around and walked towards the door.

"You...what do you want to do..."

"They will come to pick you up, pure white..." Zachamos opened the door of the room, turned his head, and stared at Perlis with his white eyes, "Before that, enjoy your remaining life..."

After saying this, Zachamos closed the door of the room, and boundless silence once again enveloped Perlis.

......

It's terrible.. The situation is really terrible now...

If Perlis understood correctly what the madman said, then he was most likely going to hand herself over to the Federation, and according to him, the federals would be here soon.

And Zachamos... He was the one who killed Georgeson Alais, how could this happen... Was it Leon's order? If so... then why...

Pearlis tried hard to think, but her head hurt so much that she couldn't think.

“Damn it… oooo…”

How could this happen... The royal government has no idea what's going on here. If Zachamos does something next and I'm captured by the federals, then Carly...

No...No...I have to escape...

Perlis forced herself to calm down. She looked up and looked at the chain that bound her: the dark chain was the same as the chain in the Great Prophet's coat, made of some very hard metal, which hurt Perlis's wrist. It was impossible to break free by force... Even if the butterfly knife was still there...

Perlis looked around the room, and soon she saw a small box on the bench where Zachamos had sat before. It should be for the federals to collect, and if she guessed correctly, it should contain her butterfly knife and bracelet.

But...how can I get this...

Perlis raised her head again and looked at the black chain wrapped around her wrist. There seemed to be a small metal object between her wrists, which looked like a lock...

Perlis squinted her eyes and tried to look closely. Sure enough, it was a lock. And it was not a key lock, but a combination lock.

This lock is probably designed to allow the federals who came to capture her to more easily control her freedom. It uses a password, which is much more useful than a key lock. If she doesn't know the password, even if Zachamos dies suddenly in front of Perlis, she won't be able to unlock it...

And the combination lock... How is it possible to know the combination of this thing...

......

6) The Sins of the Great Prophets (Part 10)

"Oh, look, there's only one prey left for the Black Boxing King. Who will be the winner? Audience! Don't laugh, at least there will be some suspense in the process!"

......

Seeing the Black Boxing King coming towards him, Pace quickly made a plan in his mind. It was definitely unrealistic to confront this big and scary thing head-on. In this case, he could just delay until the time was up and get away.

Pace turned his head and looked at the audience. On the podium, there was an hourglass. Half of the sand in it had already flowed away. Judging from the appearance, there were about three minutes left.

"Ah... Fortunately this is a time-limited competition..." Pace said with emotion.

Three minutes. As long as Pace can survive within three minutes, he can get out of the second game.

Then, the next tactic is to use avoidance, there is no point in facing it head-on.

Pace quickly executed his judgment. As the Black Boxing King approached him, he slowly stepped back, his eyes fixed on the Black Boxing King's fist, intending to eject him the moment he moved.

"Oh, look! The prey is running away. What will the Black Boxing King do?" The commentator's joking tone made Pace very unhappy. "Place your bets! Everyone! You can start placing bets!"

Seeing that Pace was just retreating, the expression on the face of the Black Boxing King did not change. He seemed to have lost the ability to speak. He just approached Pace, and his huge black iron fists stained with blood were shaking slightly.

This guy... is really murderous... He doesn't even say a word, but just fights like he's following orders. Inexplicably, Pace thought of Perlis again. Although that little girl is very strong, she doesn't seem to be a monster without humanity like the [Black Boxing King]...

"Roar..." With a low roar, the giant rushed towards Pace, raised his huge black iron fist, and hit Pace with a punch accompanied by an explosive gust of wind.

Pace had already watched out for this opportunity. The moment the [Black Boxing King] raised his giant fist, he controlled the "fighter's" leg bones to bounce himself backwards, and avoided the sudden punch without any danger.

Success! If I can dodge, then—

"boom--"

A huge storm came towards him. Pace only had time to unfold his steel shield before he felt a violent impact. Then his mind went blank.

"Om-"

The sound of tinnitus lingered around Pace. For a moment, Pace remembered almost nothing. He felt his head was light and fluttery, as if someone was pressing it hard against the wall.

"what......"

As he regained consciousness, Pace found himself sitting on the ground, his head throbbing with pain. He turned his head and found a cracked wall behind him.

I'm really pressed against the wall...

Blood blurred Pace's vision. He touched his head and found that his fingers were stained with a shocking red. It seemed that the situation was not good...

Pace tried to focus his somewhat scattered vision, and he saw the figure slowly walking towards him. It was the Black Boxing King. The black giant was stretching his muscles. It seemed that he was very annoyed that he did not kill Pace directly with one blow. An angry look finally appeared on the dark face, and this expression of emotion made Pace believe that he was at least still a human being.

It should be... the second punch. I didn't dodge it... It was so fast. What about the saying that the bigger the body, the slower the speed? Is that all nonsense...

Pace stood up with the help of the wall, holding the Energy Axe tightly in his hand. The steel shield on his arm had been completely shattered, and he could not defend himself. If he took another blow, he would definitely die, so he could not just sit there and wait for death.

Faced with an attack of this magnitude, the only thing you can do is dodge.

[Black Boxing King] gradually walked in front of Pace, and with a roar, his huge hydraulic iron fist roared again, and Pace immediately dodged -

"boom--"

The wall was cracked by the hammer, and the huge vibration even affected the audience seats. Countless audience members screamed, and the sound of footsteps was endless.