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The wind howled in his ears and the air flow across his face, making it difficult for Hirem to open his eyes.

But he didn't care at all about the speed of his fall and the possibility of turning into a meat pie. The white-haired boy had a good idea, but unfortunately his brain was not very good. Two consecutive shots did not allow him to figure out his ability and use This method has no effect except making him feel cool and happy.

At the moment when he was about to land, Hiram stretched out his palm, and the ground at the landing point immediately turned into a soft trampoline. Hiram fell into it smoothly and then popped out. After releasing the force generated by the fall several times in a row, Hirem He fell to the ground unscathed.

He shook his aching arms. It was a bit uncomfortable to lose an arm, but it was enough. Thinking of Mezmi, he did not hesitate to continue dealing with him. Let alone that he did not have a good way to deal with Mezmi, even if he had , and there is no time to waste on him. Now is the best time to leave the arena.

There was a strange noise in his ears, and he opened the wooden board next to him. There was a girl hiding inside who was holding back tears.

Shirem shook his head: "It's pitiful."

Then he pointed her in a direction, which was the direction away from Dongshi. He gave her a way to survive. It was up to the girl whether she listened or not.

Shirem walked in the opposite direction from before, but a black shadow followed closely behind him. He jumped up in the air, softening the wall behind him, sinking his feet into the wall, and using the elasticity, he raised his fist and smashed it towards the black shadow.

The black shadow split into two when Shirem's heavy fist fell, and rushed behind Shirem.

Sirem fell to the ground and turned around, and a lightning-like stab stabbed directly into his head.

He ducked down to avoid it, and when he raised his head, he saw a man wearing an eagle mask, holding a spear and a round shield in the other hand, looking like an ancient Greek fighter.

Shirem didn't care about his fancy clothes, but just raised his fist and smashed him.

The fist hit the buckler hard, and the powerful repulsion made Shirem take two steps back. The man with the gun turned around and kicked him several meters away.

While Shirem was flying upside down, a strong man wearing a lion mask fell from the sky. His clenched fists contained the pressure of a falling boulder. Shirem immediately turned the ground under his feet into a trampoline, sinking his body into the ground and popping up. , colliding with the Lion Mask Man.

Falling from mid-air, Shirem once again relied on elasticity to jump in the opposite direction to the man in the eagle mask.

And on the path of his leap forward, the familiar wolf-headed mask stood upside down in mid-air, with its exposed mouth curled into a smile.

Shirem quickly turned around and fell downwards. After landing, he looked up and saw that Arnus, who should have been disabled by himself, was floating in the air, looking down at him.

He slowly turned his body in the air, and there seemed to be an unclear road under his feet. He raised his head while walking in the air and said, "Do you regret not giving me one more punch now?"

"It's not too late to make up for it now." Hirem put the finger tiger on again and assumed a fighting posture.

Behind him, the man in the eagle mask and the man in the lion mask also followed up, staring at Hirem eagerly.

Shirem said casually: "Is this your new subordinate?"

Arnus had no intention of protecting the intelligence at all, and said with a wild smile: "Your past has disappointed me very much. You failed to make me feel an extremely miserable life. It has no effect on my ability, but that rash The demon hunter who came in was the best delicacy. His past made me feel joy that I had not seen for a long time. His nightmare actually merged with my own ability to give birth to them!"

"That's enough, you've said enough!"

The man in the lion mask suddenly said angrily: "Do you want to tell him all our information?"

"I'm so happy!" Arnus smiled and waved his hands.

"Hurry up and deal with him." The man in the eagle mask said with a sad tone and a cry.

Hirem looked at Arnus, who had a much different personality than before, and had a little more speculation about his new abilities.

"Then, let's deal with him as quickly as possible!"

The murderous intentions of the three masked men were aimed at Hirem at the same time, and Hirem quietly softened the ground beneath his feet.

The atmosphere was stagnant to the extreme. Just when the two sides started to take action, golden thunder fell from the sky in the distance and hit the ground. The trembling sound caused Arnus to lose consciousness for a moment.

"The direction over there is..."

Arnus's pupils narrowed and he shouted: "This is the direction of Lord Otvert!"

"Idiot! Be careful!"

As the Lion King roared, Shirem had jumped in front of Arnus, and hit him hard on the face with a heavy fist from the tiger's finger. Half of the wolf-head mask was broken, and blood fell down.

Shirem smiled ferociously: "It seems that he has not changed, he is still so vulnerable!"

The place where the golden thunder fell.

Both the gunmen of the three major tribes and Otvet's men and puppets stopped, and both parties walked towards the big pit left by the golden thunder.

They held their guns tightly and moved closer to the pothole, not daring to be careless. This supernatural phenomenon was obviously not caused by humans, and if it was a demon, they needed to follow the orders of their respective leaders and eliminate it!

The gunman closest to the pothole raised his foot and kicked down a stone.

Everyone's hearts tightened for a moment, and as the stones fell into the pothole, making a clanging sound, their clenched hearts slowly relaxed.

The next second, a huge arm suddenly protruded from the pit, and its fingers spread out to chop down the head, beating the two gunmen next to the pit into a pulp.

A group of gunmen shot in fear, but the bullets hitting the giant hand could only cause a little blood splash, but could not shake the giant hand at all.

The giant hand bent, like the shovel of an excavator, and knocked away all the gunmen on the edge of the pit. Then he pressed down on the ground, the muscles of his arms agitated, pressing the ground down with great force, and the huge body poked out of the pit.

The surviving gunmen around watched helplessly as an elf-eared giant with a height of twenty meters and a body like an ancient Greek sculpture walked out of the pit.

The giant's eyes glowed green, and the bulging muscles revealed fine blue lines. He let out a terrifying roar like a newborn baby.

"Roar!!!"

The eardrums of the gunmen who were close to the giant were directly ruptured, and they all knelt down and covered their ears.

After the giant roared, he seemed to have found the right direction and slowly walked towards the Devil's Colosseum.