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Chapter 412 Arrangement
Arthur Crow...

What is this guy doing out of nowhere?
While thinking, Turing looked at the airship above and confirmed that it was a drone, a projection ship dedicated to the Master of the Arena.

"Amazing achievement..."

As the voices of a large number of loudspeakers raised to convey the words of the "Master of the Arena" to the entire arena, the boiling crowd suddenly fell silent, only whispers were heard.

The master of the arena rarely makes such an appearance. While the crowd was discussing this, they naturally also heard the announcement made by the arena host just now——

Hunt for promotion.

"Dou Beast, you have won 49 consecutive victories without losing in just two months. During this time, you have frequently broken the record of executions. You have already surpassed 90.00% of the gladiators in this city. You know this Does it mean something?"

"This means that you are more dazzling than other beasts, and you are more worthy of... the glory that this ancient Colosseum spreads."

Excited shouts from the support group came from Turing's voiceprint capture device. It seemed to them that the fighting beast star they were chasing and recognizing had been fully affirmed and rewarded.

"The beast you executed half a minute ago made you officially enter the top [-] ranking, which also means that you are eligible to receive my personal announcement. You will officially start the hunting promotion competition... just now tomorrow."

There was a brief silence in the stands, and then there was an uproar and noise——

They have never seen such rapid progress.

Arranging a promotion match just after getting the qualifications, before even finishing the game?

"As an excellent gladiator, I don't think you need any extra preparations... Today you have obtained this qualification through your own efforts, and tomorrow, you will also usher in the biggest challenge in your life through your own efforts. A moment of glory... Blade of Deceit - Blaze."

"I think you should have no objection, right?"

The ground cracked under his feet, Turing opened his beast kiss and grinned his teeth:

"of course."

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Blaze's Lair.

"He just completed the No.40 nine-game winning streak. He did what most players failed to do, but the master of the arena told him to let him enter the promotion match without any rest and preparation? I Never seen anything crazier than this!"

"Although I think the organizers may have their own plans, but I have to be honest, this is really inappropriate. It is like this on any player. Except for Mayfly, you have never seen three games in one day. Beast, it is more dedicated than any player in the predatory class, really."

"Fuck you, Lorian Vetter!"

Iliad put down the controller in his hand, and the projection screen of the central holographic image was frozen at the moment of cursing.

It's morning, and this is an interview video after last night's fight, mainly aimed at the support group of Blazer.

"He seems eager...I think he has ill intentions for you."

"It's obvious, Heine's younger brother." Turing, who was lying on the side like a hill, raised his eyes.

After half a month of fighting and evolution research, his size has exceeded 20 meters in length.

"We had contact with Trent, but the royal court guards failed to bring back what he wanted. Anyone would panic. He was anxious to drive me into a cage and silence me."

Turing understands this mentality. If things fail, he has to find something for himself to calm down.Pragmatically speaking, it is better to kill a thousand by mistake than to let one go.

After Iliad's intelligence gathering last night, those fighting beasts and brokers who had contact with Trent within a month were all facing liquidation.One of the fighting beasts named Histon was thrown into a plundering level "Bloody Arena" melee round, and the time was also today.

That was a guy Turing met when he visited Trent for the first time, and Turing and him had a bit of grievance because of his small report to Sangtu Keke.

"That's what I said, but it means that today's promotion match may not be that simple." Iliad looked dignified, a little uneasy.

At this time, the doorbell rang.

In half a minute, Iliad led a delivery man in:

"Heine is here."

The delivery man grinned, and in a flash of light and shadow, he turned into a blue-haired manik.

"The recent surveillance network is too dense all of a sudden. We'd better hurry up. The deliveryman I knocked out is still in the trash can." Hein, in the shape of Manik, twisted the earplugs and shook his body. Rainwater, "So, hurry up? I happen to have a very amazing discovery on my side, which can greatly reduce the risk."

"Go inside and talk." Turing got up and walked towards the physiological maintenance room.

"Hey wait. Iliad, you signed for this." Heine took out a delivery panel and stuffed it into the hands of the somewhat confused Iliad.

"If you pretend to be a delivery man, is it necessary to do his job too?"

"If you put it back like this later, that guy will have to drive over again, which will arouse suspicion. I just helped him finish his work with good intentions." Heine waved his hand.

"When did you think of this level of problem?" Iliad was curious.

"Bah bah!" Hein spat two rounds of quality saliva, turned around and followed Turing's buttocks to the physiological maintenance room.

Iliad signed the board with a twitching face, not wanting to look at her for a moment.

"You seem to be getting more proficient in using it." Turing glanced at the small cube projected in Heine's hand.

"Grandpa is urging me to do exercises by my ear every day, so as not to lose the chain at critical moments... And I need this thing many times when I go in and out of sensitive areas inside the secret hall."

"How is the vicious strain used?"

"Although I haven't been able to play with that vicious weapon like you, but I'm still proficient. I think it's okay to deal with today's plan." Heine's arm twisted for a while, and soon returned to normal.

"What you have to face may be the entire royal court guard, don't take it lightly."

"I was a gang boss, okay?" Heine pouted, but Turing didn't want to look at it because it was Manik's face.

During the conversation, a group of people walked into the physiological maintenance room.

"Speaking of this, your side is the one that is most prone to accidents, okay? Yassen Crow is obviously trying to keep his mouth shut." Heine frowned.

"So, what did I ask you to bring me?"

Heine pulled out a large package from the back like a drawer, placed it on the test bench and opened it, and there were more than a dozen silver stacks inside.

"Not bad." Turing simply commented.

"It's really possible to get this thing." Iliad walked up in a little astonishment, "There are indeed a lot of illegal operations in the secret hall..."

"These are all brought from the stable area... Heh, they call it the 'Origin', where the children's lifelong dream is to be a fighting beast, watching the competition standing there day and night day in and day out. The statue of the master of the field. The secret hall is responsible for realizing their dreams on a regular basis after they grow up. They are all really good people... Can the old man be quiet? I'm not talking about you." Heine screwed up with a look of displeasure Twist the earbuds.

"So back to the topic...I found something here, I think...you can continue to try the route of the Great Holy Grail."

Heine put away her expression, took out a strip data disk, opened the interface cover with a flick of her thumb, and inserted it into the computer in the room.

A large amount of data projection is displayed in front of everyone——

【Hall of Valor Project】.

"I found more information about this thing. You said... can you hand over the Great Holy Grail as evidence?"

"This is..." Iliad stared solemnly at the holographic image in front of him.

"Sure enough..." White air gushed out from between Turing's lips and teeth, "The Hall of Valor plan... They are hoarding fighting beasts under the eyes of the Great Holy Grail in the name of promoting the reform of the Colosseum project. Through the signal The station broadcasts all kinds of brainwashing "glory" speeches to the civilians in the Anding area, and turns the Colosseum into a place of belief and dreams, affecting the refugee groups in the Anding area. source. Looking at the information, I am afraid that more people were sent to the secret hall..."

What is shown above is something deeper than what Turing has explored before.

"The old man told me that this is a symbol that the Temple of Secrets is building an army." Heine lit a cigarette for herself, "If the Temple of Secrets is building an army... are they targeting the Great Holy Grail...or the Temple? If this is the case, hand it over to the Great Holy Grail as evidence of Yassen Crow's rebellion... Damn, can you stop making noises in my ears, is it a matter of your identity disappearing now? Blaze is almost gone! "

In a huff she pulled out the Lorian Witter earplugs.

"My dear sister, I thought your brain had changed..." Iliad smiled wryly, "Although this data can easily remind us of the fact that the Temple of Secrets is building an army, it can't affect it too much at all. Big impact. Because there is no core thing in it, such as the 'armament plan', they are all leftovers from some experimental logs. If we don't know enough, we can't guess the purpose of the secret hall, and the army... …After all, it is only a hypothesis, and even we have no real evidence.”

"Getting these things is already the limit, and this is the situation where this Lorian Witt is giving me a trick." Heine took a sip of his cigarette in boredom, "So what about Blaze, what do you think?"

"According to the original plan." The head of the fighting beast spewed out a breath of white air, "Arson Klaw will definitely take action against us, although I was a little surprised when his projection showed up in person yesterday, but everything is in the imagination .This information confirmed my previous speculation, but it cannot play a fundamental role, and the plan will be implemented as usual."

Turing poured all the stacks that Heine took out into his mouth,
"But...if the assassination fails..." Hai Yin's face turned pale, "Even if the royal guards can't do anything to me, those fighting beasts can step on me to the soles of my shoes..."

"So, I have to make sure that everything is under my control. It's time for Grandpa to come out for some air." Turing raised his paw at Heine.

"He just saw the interview on the holographic screen and he couldn't hold his breath when he scolded him." Heine unplugged his earplugs and switched to speaker mode, and Lorian Witt's voice suddenly rang in everyone's ears:

"This little girl is so naive! I said earlier that the Great Holy Grail won't work, and if the Great Holy Grail kills my body, even if Arson Claw is dead, then I..."

Snapped!
Under the dazed gazes of the other two, the precise tip of the extremely evil cage hand penetrated into the inner lining of the "Returning Soul" exoskeleton worn by Heine, and pulled out the stacked body of Lorian Werther.

"Hey... what are you doing?"

"Not this old man."

A silver stack body appeared at Turing's fingertips, and he inserted it lightly.

"It's this one."

After a not-so-long reading of consciousness, the voice processed by Guihun came vaguely:
"here is……?"

"We haven't seen each other for some time, Trent."

(End of this chapter)