"Oh, that old dog is pretty good, and has arranged a luxurious private room."
Compared to the two, Talos was not very concerned about the arena, and sat directly on the sofa, causing the sofa legs to squeak in pain.
Then he took off his helmet and placed it on the coffee table next to it. Next to it was a five-layer dessert rack filled with strange-shaped food. It was hard to imagine what was made of the evil taste of the Dark Spirit clan.
There was a plate next to the dessert rack covered with a golden cover, so I opened it and found that there were dark purple wine in crystal bottles and several large crystal cups inside - it was obvious that the placing person knew who the guest was.
"Tsk tsk tsk, it's so considerate."
Talos shook his head and covered himself back.
At this time, the arena was full, and a huge golden statue of Kane with open arms stood on one side of the arena, as if looking down at everyone with a grin.
But suddenly, the originally lively arena became quiet.
It turned out that Victor, the overlord of Comoros, arrived at the scene. He did not have a private room, but landed directly on the platform that had been prepared long ago. The platform was surrounded by court officials, high-ranking warriors and nightmares of the Black Heart Conspiracy Group.
"What, I thought this guy was so awesome, he just looked like a coward."
Talos evaluated Victor's appearance very sharply, and Soshiyan nodded. Apart from the treacherous treason that could be seen with the naked eye, the overlord of the dark spirit seemed to have no more special places.
In addition to Victor, Soshyan also observed some other people in the VIP area, but they were all in their own private rooms, with only a few consuls in the open-air stands. In addition, there were masters from various blood actors associations and bishops of the Nightmare Shrine.
However, there was a private room that made Soshiyan a little confused. The private room looked like a pure black cube, but for some reason I felt a little uneasy when I saw it.
Who is inside?
Suddenly, Soshiyan felt something in his backpack trembling slightly, and then he realized it was the piece of fragment, which was what Males asked him to take out for trading.
Moreover, the private room is empty for dozens of meters. Considering the popularity of this grand event, many places can’t stand, which seems even more weird.
At this moment, a burst of cheers suddenly erupted in the arena, attracting the three of them.
On another prominent platform in the arena, a team of female warriors holding spears suddenly appeared. Ten of them carried a huge throne made of vines and green leaves. They were surrounded by maids playing musical instruments. The stars arched under the moon, and 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 fists slightly, and his face showed various complex expressions, and finally he just sighed.
Kayang, who was standing beside him, put his hand on his shoulder and said nothing, but the meaning was already very obvious.
After Veronica appeared, all the spiritual races present turned to salute her, but the maids had already set up veils to cover the entire platform.
Afterwards, Males appeared behind the platform, leaning against her seat, covered with tulle and silk curtains, and the seat was filled with cushions of various shapes, sizes and colors. Nifitari knelt on the side of the sofa like a well-behaved cat.
Lady Viper looked at Victor on the throne in the distance, with a smile on her lips, but her eyes were flashing with a cold light.
“Victor is always planning something.”
Males said lazily, then she suddenly straightened her body.
"You probably don't want to marry this kind of thing, do you?"
Veronica snorted, sat on the throne and said nothing.
Males didn't mind either. He leaned back, looked up at the silk-covered keel on the top of the platform, and then looked out through the side curtain.
The last group of guests had arrived. They were all mysterious, with strong dark torso covered with sloppy green tattoos, purple trousers on the bottom, silver skull mask on the face, and cold energy wrapped around them.
As Mandela, who was afraid of both gods and ghosts of Comoros, when they appeared, all the sounds around them disappeared, and everyone was afraid of disturbing them.
The leader of this terrifying killer team was completely a shadow, and there was no appearance or characteristics at all, and only four arms could be vaguely seen.
Males narrowed his eyes slightly and said softly:
"Kandulak is here too...I thought he didn't care about such things."
“Who is Kandulak?”
Veronica's voice suddenly came from the front, and Males smiled slightly and turned his head.
"I thought you were indifferent to everything about Comoros."
As she said that, she paused.
"Are you afraid he will hurt your big sweetheart?"
Veronica did not respond, and then Males explained:
"But I guess... he really might be Victor who invited you to deal with your sweetheart. Kandulak is the monarch of all Mandelas. People are more accustomed to calling him a headhunter. Even in the eyes of other Mandelas, he is also a patron of dark legends and murder. He currently ruled the shadow kingdom of Elinderach and always wanted to penetrate into the central city of Comoros. Most of the time he was in a confrontation with Victor... Kandulak is an unpredictable existence. His killings seem to be random, occasionally accidentally joining a real-world conflict, or as a costly killer, paying for the soul, if necessary, he will travel through more than a dozen worlds to hunt his prey for decades, lurking for weeks and waiting for the best time to attack."
"I've heard his legend... The prophet called him the King of Shadows."
"Eldra certainly didn't tell you that he had fought with Kandulak, and that was one of the only few failures of a headhunter, but most of the time he would win, and bring his head back to his nest, peeling it to the bones, and it was said that he would smash the head that did not meet his requirements, and then inlaid the head that met the requirements on one of the thousand niches on the wall. No one knew whether he collected so many skulls for nature, interest or some deeper purpose."
"My Queen, you have wronged me. How could I tell Victor? But don't forget that Victor has many allies and many eyeliners, especially those harlequins. Because of your affairs, the Frost Star Troupe has had several conflicts with the Malicious Soaring Troupe. There are not many things that can really hide from him in Comoros."
At this moment, a Frisbee glided to the height of the arena, and the gold medalist in a uniform whispered in a very penetrating voice:
"First! Let's welcome! Keep two hundred and thirty-nine battles undefeated, the most beautiful and deadly commander of the Poison Tongue Arena, the Furious Blade, Everenie!!!!"
As the gate on one side slowly opened, Everenie, dressed in dress, walked into the arena and made shallow footprints on the soft white sand.
The announcer then turned around, raised his arms and said loudly:
"Let us welcome too! Keep 1,580 and 90 undefeated battles! The eternal hostess of Kane Arena, the champion of Blood Hand, the Night Queen of Comoros, the death dancer, Hespera!!!"