Infinite Sims

"Quick... notify the council, quickly!"

Mo Changsong yelled, suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, panting heavily, looking at the white ward and his wife beside him, with a trace of confusion in his eyes when he woke up.

When Pan Wan saw this, he happily held up one of his hands: "It's been three months, Chang Song, you finally woke up!"

"I woke up……"

Mo Changsong's expression just eased a bit, and the memory he was sleeping in his mind instantly awakened, his face changed immediately, and he said anxiously: "Quickly, let people go and notify the council. This big fight is different from before. We are very likely. I will lose!"

"That great gladiator once every ten years? What went wrong?"

Pan Wan covered his mouth, the joy in his eyes disappeared instantly.

She doesn't know much about the Arena of Despair, but she also knows that the victory or defeat of the Great Gladiator is related to all mankind, and losing will have serious consequences.

"The reason why I was ambushed was because I discovered the secrets of several elders and "Desperate" fornication, and the secrets of their internal and external cooperation with monsters in different worlds, in order to start a plan in this great battle."

Mo Changsong explained: "Although I don't know what the plan is, if you don't stop them, bad things may happen."

Pan Wan suddenly became nervous: "Then what should I do? Shi Cheng went there a month ago."

"what?"

Mo Changsong just wanted to ask his son how he woke up, but immediately realized that with the current situation, people should be notified of the information to the elders of the main combat faction as soon as possible.

But before the words came out, there was a knock on the door.

The maid said anxiously: "Madam, there is an abnormality in the arena, and it's not just the arena in our city."

"Come in and talk about what's going on."

Mo Changsong reacted quickly, and Pan Wan stopped his sadness and looked at the maid who had just walked in.

"Just half an hour ago, there was a sudden abnormal situation in the gladiatorial space of the arena, which could not be controlled by humans. The ongoing gladiatorial fight will be forcibly ended and the gladiators will be dispersed. No matter how we investigate, we can't find the reason."

The maid didn’t even have time to do the etiquette, so she said: "After that, I received telegrams from several neighboring cities, and similar problems appeared in their gladiatorial space."

When Pan Wan heard this, his face was anxious: "Chang Song, what's the situation?"

After the maid spoke the words, her husband's face became more and more gloomy, and she faintly guessed something.

The son, who has just left him for a month, may be in a crisis again this time, and it is a crisis that makes him powerless.

Pan Wan can only look forward to it. He guessed wrong, or the situation was not as serious as he imagined.

"It's too late, it has already started, the horror of the passage has also lost its effect, and the desperate battle has become a solitary place."

Mo Changsong shook his head, his expression more serious than ever.

Pan Wan looked at him: "Is there really no way? Our son is still inside..."

"Follow me to the arena."

Mo Changsong got off the bed, took her hand and walked out: "Tell me what happened after I was in a coma? How else did Shicheng wake up?"

Now that things have happened, no matter how the outside world is, things in the arena of despair cannot be changed.

The only thing I can look forward to now is the miracle like a hundred years ago.

At that time, when the self-proclaimed **** revealed the butcher knife, the back hand left by the ancestors appeared like a miracle.

This time, who knew there would be no miracles?

Desperate arena.

More than a month has passed from the outside world, but only one day has passed here.

In this arena, almost every moment there are fights initiated by creatures from other worlds.

However, due to the small gaps in the world, the creatures in the different worlds that can start fighting through the gaps are usually not too strong, but they can't stand their huge, close to infinite number.

Fortunately, due to the restrictions of the rules, only one battle can be carried out at the same time.

Relying on the rotation of spirit callers, criminals, and slaves, and by dragging the duration of each battle to the longest end, although there will be occasional casualties, they are all within an acceptable range.

What's really dangerous is the big fight outside every ten years.

On that day, the gap in the world will expand more than ten times, causing the monsters that can pass through the gap to be even more terrifying, and the strength of each monster can be comparable to that of the top spiritual caller on the human side.

Although it was only a moment, it was enough for those monsters to launch a big battle on the scale of a hundred people through the gap.

This is also the reason that a large number of human powers disappear every ten years, and even those genius spirit callers who have not yet become talented need to be used to reduce the consumption of top combat power.

Convert time.

Today, it has been ten years since the last big fight.

In order to ensure that there will be no accidents in this great battle, thousands of people have been sitting scattered in the stands of the desperate arena at this moment. Everyone is a powerful spiritualist who is revered by ordinary people, and almost occupies the third kingdom of hope. One part of the top combat power.

According to past experience in great gladiatorial battles, no more than half of the people will survive in the end.

Even if the battle is more tragic, there may be only two to three adults who survive in the end.

In addition to the thousands of people in the stands, there are a hundred people in the open space in the center.

This is the first batch of spirit callers who are preparing to enter, commonly known as the death squad, and they can hardly survive the end. Even if they can survive, the number of people can be counted with one hand.

From the perspective of the principle of ensuring their own interests, everyone should choose the lower batch.

However, in the face of the survival of mankind, most people did not escape, but gave the choice to the joint council. Many people volunteered to be the vanguard.

"Miss."

Feeling the solemn atmosphere of the scene, Xiluweiya couldn't help holding Vivian's arm.

Vivienne raised her chin, approached her ear and said, "What are you afraid of, you don't have to act."

Sheluvia came in as her maid, and although she became a gladiator according to the rules, the batch was at the bottom, and it was basically impossible.

Because if it is really the last few batches, it can only prove that the battle has been lost.

Xiluweiya shook her head: "Xiluweiya is not afraid, it's just a young lady..."

"It's fine."

Vivienne put her chin hand on her head and rubbed it again, and said with a smile: "I was temporarily pulled in to make up the number. The batch is very late. At least six adults will go in before the round will be round. To me."

She remembered what she had learned about the arena of despair these days.

Most of the people in this arena are psychic powerhouses that everyone envy in the outside world, but most of them are used to consume monsters as cannon fodder.

It is a team of strong men led by the elders that really determines the victory of this gladiatorial battle and leads it to the end.

When they think that the monsters have been consumed almost and the battle can be ended at a lower cost, they will jump over other cannon fodder and directly enter the angular space to completely end the monsters, so as to avoid subsequent unnecessary sacrifices.

In other words.

When everything goes well, the battle will end if it is not his turn to appear.

"here we go."

In the front row of the stands, Leif looked at the angular space gradually emerging in the center, his eyes revealed a heavy color.

This time, many people are going to die here.

"Yeah, it's started."

Not far away, Qasim laughed loudly: "From today, the world will change its rules."

The elders standing beside him looked at Leif and the others with the look of a victor.

Leif's face was cold: "What do you mean?"

laugh!

The fighting space suddenly burst out with dazzling light, instantly engulfing the entire arena.

Come fast, go fast.

When the light disappeared, everyone found that the surrounding area had become a world, no longer the desperate arena they were familiar with, but a barren wasteland with no vegetation, only loess and flying sand.

From a distance, you can see the deep darkness and the gleaming thunder light at the edge.

"Miss, are you okay?"

Xiluvia realized that something was wrong, and looked at Vivian next to her for the first time.

Vivienne shook her head and looked straight ahead cautiously.

A group of black monsters can be seen from a distance. The shortest of them is two meters, and the tallest can even be compared with a ten-story tall building. The shape is different, with hard scales growing on the surface, and the whole body is dark. His eyes were full of killing and bloodthirsty animalism.

On the side of these monsters, there are close to two hundred humans.

"Kassim, Linnet, Benton..."

Leif saw those people and shouted their names angrily: "What did you do?!"

Among the two hundred human beings, there are several elders such as Qasim, and the rest are also in the human camp, but their presence on the side of the monsters can only prove that they are in this battle. It's a monster.

"Isn't this something to guess?"

Qasim stretched out his hands and chuckled: "Do you want me to tell you personally that we are one group with desperate people, and the United Gods used the power of a hundred years of savings to open the gap in space to more than ten times the original, and prepare to take advantage of it Does this opportunity completely open up the world channel?"

Leif clenched his fists: "I thought you were just stupid, but you were ready to betray all mankind from the beginning."

"Don't take it so seriously."

Qasim shook his head and said with a smug look: "Why should we resist the coming of God? They will help us turn the entire planet into a place where we can live. Isn't this a great thing?"

"Not only that, we won't have to live as aggrieved as before!"

"We have both strength and standing at the pinnacle of power. Why do we have to set so many rules for ourselves?"

"Leif, you are still an elder!"

Several elders next to Qasim also spoke, and their expressions were full of excitement and satisfaction.

As elders, they may have a lot of powers, but the rights and wealth brought by those powers are not enough to satisfy them, but it is the rules that the protagonists who occupy most of the parliament support more.

Faced with the monsters in different worlds who continue to release goodwill to them, and promise to hand over the entire world to them, who can certify the right to kill three, it goes without saying how to choose.

They are also not afraid of the monsters in other worlds not keeping their promises.

As long as they still need people who harvest the world, they need these loyal managers, and they must find them by themselves. How can anyone who voluntarily rushes to appear loyal?

The conversations between Leif and Qasim are all transmitted in a special way, which can be heard by people in almost the entire angle of space.

Many people finally realize that they are now in angular space.

In the opposite camp, there are monsters of different worlds with the same number as him.

Judging from the previous record of using almost a dozen people to fight a monster in another world, in this situation, there is no chance of winning even the slightest.

Many people's hearts sank at this moment, their faces were full of frustration, and their bodies sat limp on the ground.

It cannot be said that they lack courage and courage. After all, most of the people who enter the arena of despair are determined to die, but what they want is not this kind of meaningless and hopeless gladiatorial fight.

Because that represents the hundreds of millions of human beings they are fighting for, their relatives and friends will all be under the control of monsters from now on.

"Don't say I didn't give you a chance."

Qasim exclaimed triumphantly: "I have a way to avoid the rules of the camp. As long as you are willing to put yourself in the arms of the gods now, you can survive. Although the status is not as good as us, it is not much less than us."

"Do you think your words are useful?" Leif said coldly.

Among the thousands of people, some looked at each other, some were silent and speechless, and some were panting.

After counting, a person ran out of the crowd.

As if the starting gun was pressed, one after another ran out from behind Leif, throwing at the opposite Kasim and others.

Many people wanted to punish these traitors, but they were all stopped by Leif and some elders around them, and they had to let them leave.

Wait until five minutes later.

A full one-third of the people had already stood in Qasim's betrayal alliance before the battle began.

These people showed their courtesy to Qasim and others as soon as they passed. After all, compared to those cold-looking "gods" who seemed inhumane, Qasim, who was also a human and even had friendly communication with them just a moment ago, was much better.

"No one is coming?"

Qasim shook his head ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and continued: "I will give you ten more seconds. If you don't come now, you won't have a chance later."

"Ten, nine, eight..."

He read the countdown, time ran out, and no one stood up.

Most of the more than two thousand people who remained on Leif's side thought that they would rather die than be a running dog.

"It seems that the deceived people are still a minority after all."

Qasim sighed and shook his head helplessly.

"Fucked? Elder Qasim, what do you mean?"

A group of people who had just rushed over next to him asked quickly.

Qasim glanced at them and sneered: "I mean, you can die."

The monster who had been waiting at the side suddenly made a move, and was caught off guard, drowning all the nearly a thousand people to decompose their limbs and swallow them.