Ancient God Library

Chapter 98 Dark Arena

The training of body building techniques gave Romon a strong physique and superb close combat ability.

And awakening ability and psionic energy.

Let Romon's ability in this area rise again.

These monsters, which were comparable to Tier [-] beasts, were like sandbags to Romon, and they could not pose a threat at all.

"You must be a third-order awakener, right?

Don't use this probing method!

Come, let me see how strong you are! "

The psionic energy in Luo Mengling's body erupted, pumping all his strength, his blood exploded, and his muscles twisted and protruded like a horned dragon.

He usually compresses his body shape and maintains the posture of a normal person.

now.

Romon, who didn't hide anything, was over two meters tall, and there were black spots on his right arm.

Claremont narrowed his eyes, and said with a sneer, "It's just a mere second rank, you dare to say such a thing. I don't know how many guys like you I killed!"

He crushed the last card.

A monster with six heads, eight arms, and full of evil spirits came out. It held different weapons on each arm, such as knives, swords, guns, and sticks...

"This is a god believed by a tribe in the Gaobang Alliance, named Anlouluo. It took me five years to make such a card with the blood sacrifices of all the fallen people. You can die with peace of mind!"

There was a hint of madness in Claremont's eyes.

The Awakened must maintain sanity at all times, otherwise they will be easily eroded by the old.

Yes.

Even if it is not in the old world, as long as the body has spiritual power, it is possible to suffer from the old world.

But what the old world erodes in reality is the spiritual body.

Like the Corpse Cult and the Blood Cup Cult.

These already somewhat abnormal cult sects are more likely to be eroded by the old days.

They often become human beings, ghosts and ghosts.

This is also the reason why cults act in such a strange way, and in many cases, they cannot even consider their thoughts from the perspective of normal people.

after all.

Cultists are potential lunatics.

Claremont was in a state of extreme anger at the moment.

The darkness surrounding him came from one of his consumable relics—[Dark Arena], which can be used five times in total. He has used it three times, and tonight is the fourth time.

The effect of this relic is to pull the two into a closed dark arena at the same time. Anyone who wants to go out will be backlashed by the arena.

Unless the duration of the arena is over, or one of the gladiators dies.

The other party was able to walk out of the [Dark Arena] without paying any price.

But here, he can make a rule.

The more against the rules, the more psionic energy will be consumed.

For example, it is directly stipulated that the opponent cannot breathe in the arena, and he may not be suffocated to death before he is sucked dry by the relic of [Dark arena] due to lack of spiritual energy.

And formulating an innocuous rule such as "can't itch in the dark arena" and "can't yawn in the dark arena" will not help the battle in any way.

and so.

The rule he formulated was that in the dark arena, except for the abilities of Kunka cards, other abilities would be weakened to a certain extent.

The rule doesn't clearly target that side.

Although the rules consume a lot of psionic energy, it is still within his acceptable range.

Rules are dead, people are alive.

Under this rule, if the opponent did not use the Kunka card to confront him, other awakening abilities would be weakened by 30.00%!
This is the strength of [Dark Arena].

And the use of such a powerful relic at the beginning also proved that Claremont attached great importance to Romon.

He is not as casual as he says in his heart, and he always likes a thunderous blow when doing things, and he doesn't like variables.

but.

Under such weakening.

A mere second-order awakener still killed more than a dozen card souls.

to this point.

Claremont directly took out his strongest hole card, Anluluo.

As soon as the six-headed and eight-armed monster appeared, it rushed over with unrivaled momentum. Romon's burly body, which was already over two meters tall, was not enough to stand in front of this monster.

"Give me death!"

Claremont looked mad.

But in fact, he was still mobilizing the remaining psionic energy in his body, preparing to deal the final blow to Romon.

however.

At this time, he suddenly trembled, and the psionic energy he had originally mobilized also collapsed at this moment.

"Poisoned? When did it happen? What kind of poison is this?"

He was shocked.

Anluluo had already attacked, with all eight arms waving in unison, each weapon bursting out with terrifying lethality.

Claremont had no time to deal with the toxin, and his attention was focused on the engagement.

He could feel that Romon's psychic fluctuations were declining rapidly, and his life was like a dying candle in the wind, which might go out at any time.

Anluluo is more terrifying than ordinary third-tier beasts.

A mere second-order awakener.

There is really no way to fight.

"Cough cough..."

When Claremont was thinking this way, he suddenly coughed up a large amount of blood again, and his heart felt a burning pain, as if a piece of burning coal was embedded in it.

"In addition to the poison, an unknown lesion has also occurred in the heart, and the degree is very serious... Is it this guy's ability? He is obviously an awakened melee fighter, but he actually has this ability."

Clement was anxious.

But Anluluo's attack was not over yet, he didn't dare to recall it casually, otherwise it would be troublesome if the opponent didn't die.

but.

Just when his heart was on fire, Anluluo, who was constantly attacking, suddenly stopped, and a bloody fist pierced through its chest, blasting out a hideous blood hole.

Anlouluo was knocked several meters away.

Only then did Claremont see that Romon's body was covered with a layer of gray patterned scales like snake scales, and Anluluo's attack fell on the scales without breaking the defense.

"If this is your full strength, then it's really weak. Third-order awakened person, are you making up for it?"

With a step of Romon's footsteps, a huge figure pressed in front of Claremont, and Anluluo, who was blocking him, was instantly punched six heads off.

Before Claremont could dodge, another punch hit him on the head.

boom.

Romon seemed to have popped a watermelon with a hammer.

Claremont's headless body fell to the ground and quickly turned into a small doll.

"Did you run away?"

Romon clenched his fists, staring at the scattered puppet on the ground, frowning.

but.

Claremont was poisoned by him and his ability of "Plague Doctor", so he must have been seriously injured at this moment.

"I feel a little uncomfortable in the heart. It seems that the diseases spread by the epidemic doctor's ability should be related to the heart, but it seems that the effect is not very good."

Romun scattered the rock snake scale armor.

The surrounding darkness disappeared in an instant.

He was still in the corridor on the second floor. The door of a lounge next to him was open, and the windows were violently damaged. It seemed that Clement had escaped from here.

"If you are poisoned, don't even think about running away."

Romon activated his spirit vision.

There are faint traces of purple in the air, floating into the distance.

Poison-bellied snake [wiping poison] ability, he can add toxins to his psychic power, after being poisoned by this kind of poison, Romon can check the path of his psychic energy escape to find the other party as long as he relies on his spiritual vision.

　Thank you Star Sands for your reward!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)