"Yeah, that old dog is quite nice. He arranged a luxurious private room."
Compared to the two of them, Talos didn't care much about the arena and just sat down on the sofa, making the sofa legs squeak in pain.
Then he took off his helmet and put it on the coffee table aside. Next to it was a five-layer dessert stand, which was filled with weird-looking food. With the bad taste of the Dark Eldar, it was hard to imagine what it was made of.
Next to the dessert shelf, there was a plate covered with a golden cover, so I opened it and found a crystal bottle of dark purple wine and several large crystal glasses - it was obvious that the person who placed it knew who the guest was.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, that's so considerate."
Talos shook his head and covered it again.
At this time, the arena was already packed with seats. A huge golden statue of Kane with arms spread out stood on one side of the arena, looking down at the crowd as if grinning.
But suddenly, the originally bustling arena became quiet.
It turned out that Victor, the overlord of Commorragh, arrived at the scene. He did not have a box, but took the Throne of Tribulation and landed directly on the high platform that had been prepared. The high platform was surrounded by the courtiers of the Black Heart Cabal, senior warriors and nightmares.
"What, I thought this guy was so awesome, he just looks like an alien and a coward."
Talos commented very sharply on Victor's appearance, and Soshyan nodded. Apart from his visible treachery, this Dark Eldar overlord didn't seem to have anything special about him.
In addition to Victor, Soshyan also observed some other people in the VIP area, but they were all in their own private rooms. Only a few consuls were in the bleachers. In addition, there were masters from various Haemonculi associations, and Nightmare.
Bishops of the shrine.
However, there was one private room that confused Soshyan. The private room looked like a pure black cube, but for some reason, seeing it made him feel a little uneasy.
Who is inside?
Suddenly, Soshyan felt something vibrating slightly in his backpack, and then he realized that it was the fragment, which was what Malus wanted him to trade.
Moreover, there was nothing around dozens of meters around the private room. Considering how popular this event was, there was even no room to stand in many places, which was even more strange.
At this moment, a wave of cheers suddenly erupted in the arena, attracting the attention of all three people.
On another prominent platform of the arena, a group of female warriors with silver helmets and spears suddenly appeared. Ten of them were carrying a huge throne made of vines and green leaves, surrounded by maids playing musical instruments.
Under the stars and the moon, a beautiful figure in a green robe stood alone on the throne, holding a long staff.
"Veronica..."
Looking at the figure on the throne, Soshiyang clenched his fist slightly, with various complicated expressions on his face, and finally just sighed.
Kayon on the side put his hand on his shoulder and didn't say anything, but the meaning was already obvious.
After Veronica appeared, all the spirits present turned to salute her, but the maids had already set up the gauze to cover the entire high platform.
Afterwards, Malus appeared behind the high platform, reclining in her seat, covered with tulle and silk curtains. The seat was filled with cushions of various shapes, sizes and colors. Nefertari knelt like a well-behaved cat.
Sit on the side of the sofa.
Madam Viper looked at Victor on the throne in the distance, with a smile on her lips but a cold light shining in her eyes.
"Victor is always planning something."
Malus said lazily, and then she suddenly straightened up.
"You wouldn't want to marry such a thing, would you?"
Veronica snorted and sat on the throne without saying a word.
Malus didn't mind either. She leaned back and looked up at the silk-covered keel on the top of the high platform, and then looked out through the side curtains.
The last group of guests have arrived. They are all mysterious. Their strong, dark torsos are covered with scrawled green tattoos. They are wearing purple trousers and silver skull masks. Their bodies are wrapped with cold energy.
As Mandela, who is feared by gods and ghosts in Comoros, when they appeared, all the surrounding sounds disappeared, and everyone was afraid of disturbing them.
The leader of this team of terrifying killers is completely a shadow, with no appearance or features at all, and only four arms can be vaguely seen.
Malus narrowed her eyes slightly and said softly:
"Kandulak is here too...I thought he didn't care about this kind of thing."
"Who is Candulac?"
Veronica's voice suddenly came from the front, Malus smiled slightly and turned her head.
"I thought you were indifferent to everything about Comoros."
As she said that, she paused.
"Are you afraid he'll hurt your big sweetheart?"
Veronica did not respond, and then Malus explained:
"But I guess...it's really possible that he was invited by Victor to deal with your sweetheart. Khandulac is the monarch of all Mandelas. People are more accustomed to calling him the Headhunter, even in other Mandelas.
In Dra's eyes, he is also a dark legend and the patron saint of murder. He currently rules the shadow kingdom of Elindlach and has always wanted to penetrate into the central city of Comoros. Most of the time he is in a state of confrontation with Viktor.
...Kandulak is an unpredictable being, his kills seeming to be random, occasionally accidentally joining a real-world conflict, or being a costly killer, paid with souls, if
If necessary, he will hunt his prey across a dozen worlds over decades, lurking for weeks waiting for the perfect moment to strike."
"I have heard his legend...the prophet calls him the Shadow King."
"Eldra certainly didn't tell you that he once fought against Khandulac, and that was one of the only times the headhunter failed. But most of the time he would win, take the head back to his lair, and skin it.
Only the bones are left. It is said that he will also smash the heads that do not meet his requirements, and then inlay the skulls that meet the requirements into one of the thousand niches on the wall. No one knows why he collected so many skulls.
"My Majesty the Queen, you have wronged me. How could I inform Victor? But don't forget, Victor has many allies and spies, especially those buffoons. Because of your incident,
The Froststar Troupe has already had several conflicts with the Malicious Soaring Troupe, and there aren't many things that can really be hidden from him in Commorragh."
At this moment, a Frisbee glided high above the arena, and the gold medal announcer in uniform shouted in a very penetrating voice:
"First of all! Let us welcome! Undefeated in two hundred and thirty-nine battles, the most beautiful and deadly leader of the Venomous Tongue Arena, the violent blade, Efreni!!!!"
As one of the gates slowly opened, a dressed-up Evelyn walked into the arena, leaving shallow footprints on the soft white sand.
The announcer then turned around, raised his arms, and said loudly:
"Let us also welcome! Undefeated in one thousand five hundred and eighty ninety battles! The eternal mistress of the Arena of Cairn, the champion of the bloody hand, the Queen of the Night of Commorragh, the Dancer of Death, Hespera!