The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

Although the battle with Hang has been free of consumption and war damage, this method is also a waste of time, more than a week has passed unconsciously, and with the spread of that news, the dominant side has probably turned the pot.

Walking on the streets of the bloody arena in the 137th floor of the abyss, looking at the view of the streets, I'm a little curious, but this is the first time I've ever been to this city, and I've heard of some fame.

Can't get out of here for a few days, or are you just outside town getting ready to fight and now you're free to see the scenery, the bloody arena? What a strange city name.

A human ran over, an axe followed, and his head blew, ah, he died.

A mad warrior ran over, a fallen angel chased him, and his head blew, ah, he died.

A half elf ran over, a bunch of demons chased him, the blood splashed, and his head blossomed. Shh, the brain splashed on his body. It's disgusting...

There have been seven or eight tragic deaths I have seen along the way. I think I know the style of this abyss city pretty much. Probably, there are no rules, but I am a little strange. If I kill like this every day, there will not be enough citizens...

And it's amazing how those hunters ignore me, given my constant luck.

“Young man, are you new here? ”

Watching me wander around the street, someone actually stopped me first, that black cloak look, mysterious, but that witchcraft crutch full of nasty creepy arms leaked her identity, this is a ghost woman.

Now that I had the initiative to explain it to me, I nodded and admitted that I had arrived at first sight.

“Oh, young man, this isn't a safe area, let's go over there and talk. ”

Behind the old hag was a dark alley, slightly moved away, indicating that I would go in and talk.

Then I laughed, it was good to have a local guide who came to the door proactively. I was worried about getting news of a face door there. The ghost woman was at least very well-informed.

So I smiled and stretched out my hand, a silver and white ice sword, and I put it around the ghost woman's neck.

It's not that I really intend to rob it, it's just amazing if I really follow the haunted woman into the alley and don't jump out a few stuffy sticks instead.

As for being trafficked, buying or selling organs or souls afterwards, it depends on what kind of trade the ghost woman is engaged in.

“You... what are you going to do? ”

“Actually, I think it's a good idea to talk about everything you know. I'll give you what you deserve based on the value of your intelligence. ”

“You... you dare offend us' Eye of the Raven ', you dominant idiot, your doomsday...”

“My name is Roland, by the way. Lan, you should have heard my name. ”

“Tap. ”

The haunted woman's wooden wand fell directly on the ground, shaking like she had cold fever. It seems that I still have a little fame. Such a rare scene makes me a little happy.

“The wanted man who robbed Ghost Woman's Market? A thousand coins worth of gold eggs? Sisters, we sent! ”

The haunted woman's cloak had fallen, but she didn't know it. Her cloudy eyes were full of surprises, and her trembling fingers pointed at me, as if she had encountered some rare treasure.

“Pfft.”

The dead cat on his shoulder didn't give a smile to his face, and I stunned, and the next thing I knew, I was hanging my brains out, and I didn't realize I was robbing some haunted market.

“Come on, forget it. Can you believe the ghost bitches? Just find a reason to want you, find out where you are, real bounty people... Danatis, Big Demon, hypocrites, etc., you have a lot of sinners, just pick one. ”

And there's already a four-armed snake demon, a high-ranking vampire, and two ghost wives, and it looks like the team has a little strength.

“Hey, looks like we should really go talk in the alley. ”

“Oh, you're so funny, you can go in the alley now. ”

“Ooh... ”

Looks like they're still worried the battle's gonna shock someone else? There are rules in this city? So I really went in.

Five minutes later, the alley in that alley was frozen, on a cold floor, lying on the ground, and the ghost woman in my hand was passionately explaining the rules of the city to me.

Abyss City Bloody Arena, probably the most dangerous and bloody city in the world, its lord is a magician... yes, the worst and most skilled magician of demons.

And beauty may be a weapon that no king can resist, but in the abyss, it is no better than two or two muscles. None of the magicians are high, and this magician is able to take control of the city because she has a pet.

Void eaters, extremely dangerous creatures, whose shape is probably a monster with a twisted void wrapped around a mountain-sized giant mouth, adult void eaters kill a demon baron as simple as a lunch, the root cause of this creature's lack of superiority is low intelligence.

“... you say the owner of this city can earn the trust of a void devourer because it's a gift she bought? Are you kidding me? Why don't you just say it's a charging gift. ”

“What's the talking fee? No, I dare not lie to you, it has spread half the abyss, and it is said that the pups of the idle devourer are very cute, like a human worm, which is why the owner of the city is known as the 'lucky Didina’. ”

Face worm? Just thinking about it is disgusting enough, to have this kind of thing as a pet, it seems that the aesthetics of the abyss females are indeed a bit problematic.

When she talks about this person, I can almost guess what happened.

The recipe of the Void Eater and the Great Devil are no different. The desperate soul is definitely the best dish, but unlike the ordinary devil when he dies, those soul fragments will revert to the Underworld River. The soul eaten by the Void Eater is irreversible. This is also why the gods of order and chaos and evil gods see the dead enemy.

And since the owner of this city relies on the void devourer, and naturally feeds the pet, I'm afraid it takes ten or hundreds of souls every day.

“ ……. At noon every day, the mysterious clock of bloody destiny is activated, selecting twelve random targets, marking a special colour, and they become the prey of the entire city, and killing their hunters will be rewarded immensely by the owner of the city. ”

I kind of know why this city is called the Bloody Arena. Every day at noon the bell rings, the whole city becomes a gladiator. Those bastards are gladiators, the others are either beasts in the arena, or they enjoy the viewpoint of bloody killing.

I don't know exactly how many people this city has, but considering his size, hundreds of thousands will never be less, if only a dozen a day, I'm afraid most people live in the form of "I won't be so unlucky”... considering the dangers in the abyss, one-in-10,000 mortality is really not a thing, maybe it can also become a tourist outlet for this city.

“And if those marked do not choose to hide or escape from the city, but live brightly in the city until noon the next day, they will be able to be received and appreciated by the city lord, but since the new lord took office, there have been no more than five such strong men, often less than an hour, instead, those wretched bastards will die, the fear and despair in their souls will not be enough, and the void devourers will not be satisfied...”

“Bells! ”

The sudden ringing of a bell in the sky interrupted the ghost woman's words, and she suddenly got excited.

“Yes, yes, this is it. If it ends too soon, the alarming bell will ring again. Find 12 more bad guys. Let go of me. I'm going to find a place to hide. If it gets drawn, I need to get out of town... ”

The panicked haunted woman suddenly stopped struggling, opened her swollen eyes and stared at me dead.

I was also stunned, looking up at the sky, and this day, it seemed a little red.

“… I ask something, is there a red light on top of the chosen prey? ”

“Yes, that's Didina's bloody spear to guide the hunter. ”

“Well, I'm not very red on my head. ”

“It's so red... Why are you still so calm? You've become the enemy of the whole city! ”

In the face of the haunted woman's question, I have no words to ask Qingtian. I really want to say that it is probably only because...

“Get used to it.....”

I don't know what to say, I don't even have to excuse myself for lamenting the bad luck. When I listened to the ghost woman, with my years of experience with arrows in my knees, I knew that most of this time I would be beaten.

And that rush of footsteps suggests that the hunters are approaching and the haunted women are struggling hard.

“Let go of me! I don't want to be involved with bad luck. Don't give me your bad luck! ”

“Poop. Even the haunted woman knows you're a wretch! ”

Dead cats on the shoulders, as usual, don't make faces laugh.

“Shut up, black cat with bad luck... my go, what does it mean to be a white cat at this time, ironic me? ”