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Game of Death: Poison Ivy and the Role of Points

Arthur's face was forcibly changed in the air. The direction he was looking at at the moment was Nighthawk's cage. After being trapped by the long whip, Arthur's face turned red, his nose and drool left uncontrollably, and he tried to

He leaned back to relieve the feeling of suffocation, but the woman knew his thoughts in advance, jumped back one after another, and continued to maximize the tenacity of the whip.

Crazy woman! Arthur's eyes were bloodshot, and veins bulged in his upper body. He could only look ahead with difficulty. He didn't expect that he just took a nap and missed the best opportunity to get the information. He preconceived that women had speed with whips.

I wanted to take the initiative to grab the whip to restrict the opponent's movements, but I didn't expect that the opponent's strength could directly throw me away. Damn it, I miscalculated. I didn't expect that I, who was preparing to save Nighthawk and Jace, would be the most powerless person in danger.

Are you really going to die? Sure enough, real fights to the death often produce results within minutes. Arthur's trance caused Arthur to see a beam of white light in the dark arena. In the white light, his parents, whom he had not seen for many years, stepped onto the battlefield.

The burning sea stretched out his hand to himself, and the warm feeling made Arthur stop using his hands. He could not feel the whip on his neck, nor the pain in his body. This was the nerve paralysis of a dying person.

, Arthur is already a dying man!

The Nighthawk facing Arthur's arms were exaggeratedly swollen. It was trying to break the cage railing with brute force. After several attempts to no avail, Nighthawk even opened its mouth to bite the steel, and it was bound to break out of the cage to save the dying Arthur.

.Whether it is because he has known Arthur for so long or is friends with Parrish, Nighthawk will never watch the child who wants to save him from the death game die in vain. He turned over and looked at the wall of the arena behind him. Unlike Arthur,

He could rest against the wall, but his cage stood in the middle of the sand, and he couldn't even find a stone that could be thrown out.

"Nighthawk! Catch this." As Nighthawk lowered his head to look for something to use in the single cage where he could only stand, Jace's voice sounded from one side, followed by a small piece of blood.

Stone Brick Nighthawk looked at Jace who was under the high platform on the right side of the cell. He was using his hearing to identify the situation in the field. In the dim light, the visually impaired Jace could only see clearly things within three meters. Jace

Si's index finger was bleeding. He picked off a piece of the high platform against the wall behind him with his nails and threw it to Nighthawk. It wasn't that he didn't want to save Arthur himself, but that his eyesight had been greatly affected in Nozil City.

In this era of poor medical conditions, he could only roughly identify the location of other people.

Arthur's time was running out. Nighthawk adjusted the angle of the stone brick, aimed at the head of the whip-wielding woman who was laughing at Arthur, and threw the stone brick out at a speed that broke the wind. Arthur, who couldn't breathe, turned purple, and his neck

After being strangled with two circles of blood marks, he even saw Mrs. Lily, who exuded the glory of motherhood. After hearing a scream, the pressure of the long whip on Arthur suddenly disappeared, and Arthur held the ground with one hand to prevent himself from falling.

The violent dry cough and heavy breathing made Arthur slowly come back to life. He even felt that the stagnant bloody dust air in the bunker was so fragrant.

Arthur adjusted his direction and faced the whip-wielding woman. Something hit the woman's head with a bloody hole. She was covering her head and looking fiercely behind her. Arthur quickly realized that there was only one way to save him at this time.

It was Nighthawk! What Nighthawk did to this fierce woman allowed him to escape danger! Arthur quietly glanced at Mozkov who was standing on the edge of the high platform looking at him. His location was the brightest place in the bunker.

, this allowed him to see clearly what was happening in the center of the arena. He did not stop Nighthawk's behavior, and even if the woman was injured, there was no change. It seems that the so-called subordinates were just thugs he paid for, and he wanted to abandon them.

Sometimes it can be abandoned.

"Arthur," Nighthawk shouted behind him: "Don't let her whip get close to you. You are faster than her. Don't try to control her. You must find a way to kill her directly!" "I understand.

!" Arthur swung his arms and started running again. His initial purpose was to get close to the woman and prevent her from using his weapon, but his temporary attempt to control the other party's weapon turned out to be his biggest failure.

Being knocked down by the stones thrown by Nighthawk did not stop the woman from standing up again. She once again grasped the whip in her hand, but took out the potion bottle from the chest of the tight leather jacket. There was still fear of the potion used by the goblin, and she had already

Arthur, who was extremely close to the woman, put his hands on the ground and slid to slow down, waiting for the woman to throw the potion bottle out before trying to find a way to avoid it.

The woman looked at Arthur's cautious movements and was stunned for a while. Then she opened the cork and poured the green liquid inside onto her long whip. Only then did Arthur feel something was wrong. He originally thought that the woman was using something similar to a corrosive agent.

That kind of harmful medicine turned out to be a auxiliary medicine. It was not good. He couldn't let her succeed. Arthur picked up the yellow sand and threw it at the woman. He also followed the trajectory of the yellow sand and took two steps into the air.

The direction in which his toes kicked was exactly the direction of the potion bottle.

"We've been fighting for a few minutes. I haven't introduced myself yet." The woman threw the empty potion bottle at Arthur. Arthur subconsciously made a dodge move. Even if he couldn't stop the woman from pouring the potion into the whip,

It can also cause a certain amount of damage to the opponent. As long as Arthur has the idea of ​​​​dodge, the woman can easily avoid Arthur's kick by turning sideways.

"I was a killer before. I was a person who wandered around the town of Tommyr and the eastern part of the Elf Forest. My nickname in the underworld was Rose Poison Ivy Zoe. Your reaction speed is indeed very fast, but you are too young. If you give me

As time goes by, you will become a very good toy, but now, since you have been caught in the Marquis's game, just go and die."

After Arthur landed, the liquid-coated long whip came from the sand like a snake. Its speed was so fast that even Arthur with enhanced characteristics could not easily avoid it, and the whip girl named Zoe struck hard with her wrist.

After throwing it away, the head of the whip pierced Arthur's heart directly from the ground. Since I can't avoid it, I'll fight you! Arthur twisted half of his body, put his hands on the ground, and pierced the head of the whip into his ribs on the left side.

At that moment, Arthur approached Zoe in an inverted position. The paralysis of being unable to move spread to Arthur's body within five seconds. Before his arms became weak, Arthur used the toes of his feet to stand upside down and violently struck with the force of a thunderstorm.

Kick Zoe in the head.

"You don't have time to grow up! If it weren't for Utai, you would be dead, bastard!"

He kicked Zoe until she fell to her knees, and the unknown toxin smeared on the whip swept through Arthur's body. As he breathed, the toxin stopped Arthur's heart from beating.

Bang.

Arthur fell in the middle of the sand arena, his lips turned purple, foaming at the mouth, and unconscious.

...

"This kid, the last blow is kind of interesting. In that case, since he can counterattack and kick that poisonous girl Zoe unconscious, it's interesting."

"And he's actually still alive. That guy Zoe didn't use deadly toxins, did he?"

"Isn't Zoe the only thing that can cause death? It's strange. Look at the color of his lips slowly returning to color. I remember Mozkov said he was a lightning wizard. All elemental power will be weakened near Wutai. He actually

It can also recover itself. Hey, why don’t you find a way to let him hit the black titanium railing, so that this kid will die."

"Don't worry about him. That old immortal Mozkov actually doesn't give him anything to eat. We have enough strength to survive today, but won't we have to fight tomorrow? I don't want to eat that raw meat."

...

The noisy sound woke up Arthur. Arthur hooked his fingers. The black titanium handcuffs he was wearing had been removed at some point, but the elemental power in his body could only flow in an obscure way, and he could not use his witchcraft.

He could only use the soothing power of the wood elemental force to slowly recover his body. So he was back in the cell in the bunker, right? After opening his eyes, the flickering firelight stung Arthur's eyes, and he had no choice but to

He didn't reach out to block the direction of the light source. He slowly clenched his fists. There were still residual toxins in his body, and his fingers couldn't even be clenched. The only good news was that Arthur could at least feel that he would not die.

"Zombie, are you awake?" The sound of tapping on the railing forced Arthur to look in the direction of the fire again, where three brown uniformed soldiers pushing a cart were looking at him mockingly. "I didn't expect to be hit by Miss Zoe's poisonous whip."

You can still be alive after the draw. The Marquis is kind enough to let you continue to participate in the game. Now, you can use the four points you got from good luck to exchange for what you want. Look at these iron swords and shields.

For one point, this set of armor costs two points. There are also gadgets to accompany you tonight. By the way, the slave only needs three points. If you want it, you can exchange it for a tempting one by paying three points.

Female slaves, of course, you can also have male slaves if you want them, elves, dwarves, goblins, or even orcs, our Lord Marquis can satisfy you, little bastard."

Arthur ignored the soldier's mocking tone. He and Nighthawk had previously considered the role of the points. Now it seems that they can be redeemed for some items after returning to the cell. In this way, there are two completely different types of warriors with and without equipment.

In this state, Arthur even saw the musket. If the person holding the gun was his opponent... Arthur could already imagine himself falling in a pool of blood.

Wait, that spray is... Arthur noticed that there were several bottles of spray placed in the corner of the soldier's cart, including healing agents and hemostatic agents. So is there an antidote to Zoe's toxin? Himself

His body had not yet recovered, and the feeling of powerlessness made Arthur feel worried and scared. He raised his question and asked about the point price of the healing potion. After hesitating for half a minute, the soldier rummaged around in the cart and took

A small bottle came out.

"The healing agent is one point. As for Miss Zoe's antidote, we have it, but if you want the antidote, I will charge you four points."

"Why don't you just kill me faster, four points! I gave my life in exchange for four points!" Arthur slapped an angry palm on the black titanium railing. The toxins plus the black titanium's restraint on the wizard, Ya

Se's legs softened and he sat down on the ground, his head unable to lean on the black titanium railing. He was too weak now. Waiting for his answer were the soldiers' thick military boots. The soldier closest to Arthur stepped firmly on Arthur's side.

On the face, Arthur's face was forced to kiss the ground.

The soldier who always looked down on wizards looked at Arthur's deflated look and was very proud: "We can charge as much as we want! If you have any objections, you don't have to buy it!"


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