Infinity Armament

Chapter 1126 Blood Day (1)

After looking through the hidden circle of peripheral gambling, Shen Yi's mind became sober when he stood up.

According to what Shen Yi knew before entering the city, the death competition caused quite a stir. A significant number of adventurers knew about the death competition ahead of time, and placed a heavy wager on the periphery, each betting on the team they preferred.

Besides determining who is the final winner, there is a ranking division.

The biggest difference in this death race is that because adventurers know in advance that they want to compete in a death race, they are prepared early, even if they fail, so long as they are not killed by their opponents, there is still a great chance of survival and return.

This gives the losing party the same ranking, thus triggering a variety of bets and odds.

Obviously, the four organizations are doing more for themselves in this way, turning the internal rivalry of one of the four organizations into a convergence storm sweeping the city.

Since gambling is controlled by the city, there is no possibility of a black screen, but the city does not stipulate that the four organizations themselves cannot gamble, which gives them a chance to make money.

But as we know, players and gamblers, the best way to control gambling is not to decide who wins, but who loses. When a player places a bet on a game in which he or she participates, betting on losing is always much more certain than betting on winning.

The four organizations are not sure who the winner is, because they want to be the winner themselves, but they can work hard to determine who the loser is and make a fortune on it through this. Once those who compete in the Death Race fail to win, there are peripheral gambling, at least a guarantee of no loss or even a small profit.

And if they win, it's big money.

Shen Yi is now almost certain that the four major organizations are sure to put the last focus on each other in a certain region, and even the organizations in the region itself are likely to lose.

But he's not sure:

One: Are the four major organizations set to push a district to lose? Or are they all betting? If there is an agreement, things will be very troublesome, and it is likely that the areas that are being squeezed are the ones that are really being squeezed together.

Two: How many of the oppressed organizational contestants themselves know about this? Failure to compete often represents death. So it's impossible for every adventurer to accept destiny as an abandoned son. So who's the abandoned one? Who's the mole?

Three: Lin Weisheng said that the three regions combined against the West Side, is it really fake? If you don't beat one side, you don't have to worry about the rest of the district. Unite against the West Side, to stop the winning forces from winning the highest and give yourself a chance; unite against the losing districts, to ensure peripheral gambling. So there is no contradiction, let alone the same goal, between uniting the strong against the weak against the weak. For any organization, it's always best to hit the must-lose zone while making yourself a winner. But it's hard to say what kind of joint law, what kind of covenant, what role each major organization plays in it.

Fourthly, and most importantly, which district are they betting on as the last losers?

Hearing Shen Yi's analysis, in the face of this intricate mess, everyone can also hear like hemp.

I couldn't bear to ask, “What now? ”

“What do we do?" Shen Yi snorted softly: “The situation has become a mess, the solution cannot be solved, the only way is to kill a bloody road. War is war, and one of the basic features of war is that no one can ever let war go according to the steps they have planned. Some things, after all, have to be fisted to talk. ”

At this point, he came to the same thought as the young man in the North Side, who had nothing to do with it, namely, to ignore many of his plots and plots, and kill as much as he likes.

However, the former relied on instinct, the latter on analysis, and the two sides had different means of resolving the problem in a different way.

“Then it's time to fight. Isn't that a white analysis?” Hung Lang has no words.

“Victory was originally fought, not analyzed, but there are many ways to fight it.” Shen Yi said in a profound way.

His fingers knocked unconsciously on the counter, thought for a while, seemed to finally make up his mind, suddenly stood up and looked at the people: “The old saying in the battle is good, whatever the way he went, I only went all the way! Whatever conspiracy lies behind other distinctions, our goal should always be clear: the Purgatory Sect. Gentle, after a while, you put the words out and tell everyone in the South Side that from tomorrow, I will go to the Lord to keep an eye on the Purgatory Sect. As soon as the Purgatory sect people show up, we will go to them to fight for the Purgatory sect to be cleaned up before the spaceship battles. ”

“Too hasty and easy to go, Lin Weisheng may not agree. ”

“Tell them that the Blade Breakers are going to fight and that the Vientiane Palace just needs to help our palace and maintain the big picture. ”

Gently embrace your arms: “What's the point? ”

Shen Yi replied: "The people of the four major organizations are now unable to shrink and will not show up easily. If the Purgatory faction's people travel after we let that go, it must have deliberately led us to the hook, indicating that they are in the South Side. As long as we make our move, there's bound to be movement in the two northeastern districts. But different gambling scenarios can make these people react very differently, and through each other's reactions we can see a lot of things. ”

Shen Yi turned on the computer and showed up the Krusgen Planet Map, pointing to one of them: “We fight here! ”

Seeing Shen Yi's position, Vajra's eyes flashed a bright glint: “You mean...”

Shen Yi snorted softly: “Yes, to do what we want to do with their hands. ”

Speaking of which, Shen Yi's voice has become gloomy and cold: “I don't care how many conspiracy tricks they have in mind, but as long as they still want to eat bait, they must follow the route I have charted for them! ”

—————————————

Early the next morning.

Shen Yi is sitting in his room drinking coffee, listening to light music, immersed in a soothing music.

This is his new habit, before the Great War, of pottery, washing his body and mind and relaxing his spirit.

Not long after, Imida rushed in.

“Shen Yi, found the whereabouts of Purgatory Sect. ”

Shen Yi opened his eyes slightly and stood up brushing the floor: “How many people, where? ”

“Jasmine Boulevard East Cross, two Purgatory Sect members. ”

Shen Yi took out the computer and turned around and walked out the door: “Send the satellite live to my computer. Me and my people went over there and the others helped us behind. ”

Imida hesitated for a moment, but shouted: "Shen Yi! ”

“What?” Shen Yi looked back at Imida.

Imida looked at Shen Yi and said positively: “Purgatory sect people are not so easily exposed. This could be a trap. ”

A smile appeared on Shen Yi's face: “Maybe, but I had to fight to find out. ”

And he slapped Imida on the shoulder: "It's a death race, dude, two days in peace, and it's time to bleed. ”

Is the day of bloodshed finally coming? Imida looked stunned at Shen Yi.

Shen Yi had smiled and grabbed herself out of the door.

Walk all the way down the hotel corridor and open the doors of the rooms on either side.

Hung Lang, Kong, gentle, Zhou Yiyu and Fatty, one fish came out of the room and followed Shen Yi.

Like a silent army, they are on the battlefield.

Some gaze slipped out behind the door, falling on their backs, envious, admirable, admirable, jealous, and equally cold killing intent.

At a short distance, looking at this active team, Lin Weisheng sighed. He retracted his gaze and looked at the people around him: “Master Xu, what do you think we should do next? ”

The benevolent purpose of the monk slowly opened his eyes: "Once the battle begins, you will die and I will live. The day of the bloodshed will finally begin, we should also prepare..."

“Yeah, bleeding day, finally. Too bad I thought it was going to be the first ship to fight, but I didn't expect it to come so early. I thought it would be the North Side leading the way, I didn't expect it to be them...” Lin Weisheng shook his head and laughed bitterly, but he had a sharp look in his eyes.

His eyes spinning, no one knew what was in his heart at that moment.

——————————

Apollo Hotel.

The White-haired Eagle King is playing chess against pride in his own room.

This is an unexpected piece of chess. The dense and numb chessboard is all white, but only a small number of black children are trapped in it.

Alone staring at the chessboard, his eyes cautious and thoughtful, he finally dropped a black child on the board.

As the black man fell, the wind and cloud changed on the board. The white son that originally formed a building disappeared and replaced it with a scattered view.

Loneliness is actually a small part of the hinterland that has been harvested, putting the white son in danger.

The White-haired Eagle King just laughed and went on to his next son.

Once again, the chessboard changes, and countless whites are densely and numbly generated, again surrounding the lonely blacks.

The arrogant stared at the board and whispered: "Dreams like dreams, mirrors, flowers and moons. ”

Countless black and white images on the chessboard have been wrapped around to form an empty dance scene.

Lonely hands blackened, falling between the black-and-white dancing in the air: "Break! ”

White Zi's advantage is solved again, and a large number of pieces disappear, while this son connects the two areas of black Zi together to form an extinction.

The White-haired Eagle King pushed the board: “I lost. ”

Lonely but sighed, his face was different: “Slowly again, twelve wonderful faces, let you complete the whole eleven steps to find the true nucleus of dreams, chess, I won, France, I lost... good for the habit of losing too. ”

“After all, the 12-phase layout was not completed.” The White-haired Eagle King whispered.

Lonely face sinks: “There is no perfection in the heavens. For the enemy, defeating is the best result, not necessarily defeating the opponent with the so-called perfect method. Your problem is too much about perfection, which is good for growth, but not necessarily for the battle of life and death. ”

In terms of identity, the White-haired Eagle King is taller than the Lonely One, but in terms of qualifications, the Lonely One is a senior to the White-haired Eagle King.

So loneliness is one of the few people who can teach the White Head a lesson.

At this moment, the White-haired Eagle King shook his head: “The old man is right about nature, but if the twelve years fail, the nucleus of the dream is fatally flawed, so long as someone cares, they can always be found. ”

“I think you're still fighting for that kid in the North End. That's right, he broke your twelve prime ministers, but he finally lost. ”

“But it was the four of us, together, who won.” The White-haired Eagle King still looks blunt: “Besides, this time we are not confronted with ordinary people, I see the myth of the undefeated of the twelve wonderful laws of heaven. This time I fear that I will be shot as a sieve... like Shen Yi?” He looked up at solitude.

When you heard Shen Yi's name, you couldn't help sighing: “You shouldn't have let him in from the South Side. ”

The White-haired Eagle King replied softly: “I didn't have the right to stop him, and... I really want to see how Shen Yi can break my magical magic. ”

Behind the faint expression, this white-haired Eagle King is proud to be beyond the ordinary.

At this point, Baiyuan Magic Girl walked in from the outside: “Just got word that Purgatory sects are showing up and Blade Squad is on their way to snipe them. ”

“Hmm? How?” The White Albatross is at the same time as the Pride.

At this time, the battle suddenly started. The battle came too inexplicable and too sudden.

“What do we do now?” Hundred Transformed Demons asked.

The White-haired Eagle King has sinked his head. He thought for a long time and finally shook his head: “Everybody out, keep an eye on them... Stand by! ”

Lonely sighed long: “The day of bloodshed is finally coming. ”

——————————

Meanwhile, a wilderness in Krusgen.

North District juvenile facing a round of proud sun in the distance, tray legs sitting quietly, face like ancient well, abnormal silence.

suddenly.

He opened his eyes and stood up.

Wei Lambai noticed this “unusual” scene, and he whispered, "What happened? ”

The teenager has looked far away and slightly reddened his eyes.

“I smell blood. ”

He said, walking forward.