Mystery Makes Me Strong

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Above the wilderness, the sun is blazing and the vegetation is lush.

Big cats walk through it, and the fighting competition as bait will take some time to happen.

This is the favorite party time of the McCanns.

Many people are in twos and threes, holding wine glasses or platters, eating and drinking, whispering.

"I heard that the prize for this competition has the blessing of light bestowed by Sister Bright, which can repair the injuries of alien species." A middle-aged white man with a neat mustache on his face was touching one side and said mysteriously.

"Who organized it to be able to summon so many aliens to participate? Could it be that Eagle Castle is finally going to attack us free people? They can't bear it anymore." Another white woman was a little unhappy. talking.

"Anyway, if we join voluntarily, they can't force us. The alien species is our own. Whoever wants to take it away, just wait for the most powerful explosion." A young black man said disdainfully.

"Hey, it was easy to say before, it's a big deal to go to other places, but under this environment, the only real stable environment is Dongzhou and McCann. Ah, there are only a few paradises." The white man with a mustache sighed.

The crowd fell silent. If it weren't for the threat of such a big environment, they wouldn't have come to participate or watch because of a hastily held fighting competition.

The competition may be able to be held, but it will definitely not attract so many aliens.

In the final analysis, even the aliens feel the malice of the times. If there is no backer, no trump card, and no luck, then the end will not be much stronger than ordinary people. live for a while.

"Forget it, let's have a good meal. There will naturally be tall people on the sky." Someone said.

"Then you have to be able to stand near tall people, otherwise, you will still be knocked down by the falling ceiling." Someone retorted.

"So I'm not here?" The first person said towards the center of the venue, the high platform of the fight competition.

"Yeah, the prizes are second, and being close to tall people is the most important." Others nodded.

Listening to these people's discussions, Big Cat couldn't help but sigh, whoever said that foreigners don't care about human feelings are just a few people. Most people still pay attention to various relationships and connections, just like Dongzhou.

"It's just a real tall guy, won't he appear on this stage? That would be too demeaning for them." Someone asked suspiciously.

"Well, it depends on the prizes of the competition, whether they can impress them."

With the party going on, it was finally time for the game.

First, two hosts appeared on the high platform, one man and one woman, and the music also played at the same time. It was a marching song, which made people feel excited.

Wen Rensheng could hear that it was the famous "Grenadier March", a must-have accompaniment for queuing. This song was accompanied by countless killings, countless courage, and countless conquests in history.

The march of muskets and horizontal teams has shocked a generation. Later, although more powerful and effective killing weapons continued to appear, it was difficult for people to produce a visually shocking effect.

The big cat walks around and observes the crowd. With his current strength, the power of his five senses, and the experience of serving as a judge twice, he doesn't need to personally touch most of the attributes of common aliens. He only relies on his eyes and ears. The nose can be identified by seventy or eighty percent.

This is obviously useful when screening the Seeds of Killing.

At least the big cats don't need to touch them one by one.

When everyone focused on the high platform, the big cat focused on them.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the xenogeneic fight meeting we are going to have is about to start, and now we will ask Sister Bright Sister Miria * von * Russell * Cavendish * Ji * ... to explain this to us. The meaning of a conference."

At this moment, a familiar female voice sounded, pulling Wen Rensheng's attention back.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it belongs only to us extraordinary people, and the battle of the future gods has begun!"

I don't know when, Milia was wearing a white nun's uniform, with a mixture of East and West, standing in the center of the high platform at this time, becoming the focus of everyone's attention.

Wen Rensheng never expected that this Asian woman would have so many famous surnames mixed in... After all, when he was investigating information, he only needed to know the abbreviation of the other party's self-approved name, and he didn't need to know the full name.

Of course, now is not the time to care about this. He was quickly attracted by the other party's speech, because it was a passage he was familiar with.

"In this dangerous era, only by fighting, only by inspiring the blood of everyone in us, can we live to the end, and we can get the most difficult victory!"

"We shoulder the hope of the entire human race and the responsibility to save the world. We need to fight and keep fighting!"

"We have only one goal, a single, immutable goal!"

"We are determined to wipe out all the scourge~www.wuxiamtl.com~ to wipe out all traces of it on our land. Nothing can change our resolve. Nothing!"

"We will never negotiate, we will never negotiate with the Cataclysmic lords or any of their scumbags. We will fight them wherever we can see until their shadow is cleared from the earth and the people of Earth are freed from the yoke of Cataclysm. Free yourself!"

"Now, not one place is at risk, but everyone is at risk, we need to unite all, we need to support all, and at this moment, we need to let go of all stereotypes..."

Wen Rensheng looked at Milia through the big cat's point of view. At this moment, the other party was shining brightly, and his strength was rising in a way that was visible to the naked eye.

Obviously, her actions at this time are completely in line with the requirements of the Seed of Light, and she can really hang up.

If it were an ordinary Dongzhou person, he would definitely be moved by the completely correct and just words of the other party.

But Wen Rensheng was different. He understood very well how the same guy in his previous life treated his former collaborator after he won. That turning face was called a quick turn, which fully reflected what was called maturity.

Of course Milia didn't do that, but her followers certainly did.

So at this time, he was just superficially moved, not really.

Alas, this is the price of perfection. Any emotion can only be temporary, and he will quickly strip off the glossy coat and see the essence.

Obviously, the other aliens do not have the wisdom of Wen Rensheng. Most of them are motivated by this atmosphere, and they are all flushed and emotional.

"fighting!"

"fighting!"

"fighting!"

An undisguised killing intent spread out.