Chapter 268: 1 O'clock

The silver spots on Luo Long's body slowly disappeared.

Su Ye said slowly as he walked: "The people in the arena obviously gave you the glory, but you ignore it and pursue the 'Glory of Luo Long I' that no longer exists, and protect the 'Luo Long Family' that never existed." glory'."

"You still don't understand the most simple truth, people can be roughly classified, such as straight hair or curly hair, such as black eyes or green eyes, such as hardworking or lazy, such as evil or kind, such as irresponsible Although some classifications will have bad effects, they are harmless. But when we are not classified, but divided into high and low, high and low, high and low, everything will be different."

"When you think that people are divided into high and low, and nobles are higher than ordinary people, then there must be people who are more 'noble' than you. In the eyes of those people, you are cheap. Your cheapness is not given by them or the outside world. Yes, you give it to yourself when you think you are nobler than others. Just because you think you are nobler than ordinary people, you feel inferior to Princess Palos in front of her."

Luo Long stared blankly at Su Ye, constantly recalling his relationship with Palos, and the communication process between Su Ye and Palos.

The confusion in his eyes suddenly became a little clearer. Su Ye seemed to be right. He had been cautious in front of Palos and kept looking up, but Su Ye really regarded Palos as a classmate, a deskmate, and that's all. That's all.

He had never understood why Su ye could do this, even all the people at the same table and those who participated in the Black Iron Trial couldn't understand, but today, he understood a little bit.

In Su ye's eyes, there were no humble people, so naturally there would be no noble people, and he would not be humble in front of anyone.

Palos's eyes fell softly on Su ye's face.

Su ye picked up the black iron divine power sword that Luo Long had dropped.

A look of panic appeared on Luo Long's face.

All the nobles showed doubts. Su ye wanted to kill Luo Long? how is this possible.

At most it's just a scare.

"Those who lift themselves to a high place also reserve a distance for falling." Suye said as he walked.

"Privilege gained by being honored by others must also be lost by abstaining from responsibility."

Su ye held the sword and walked slowly towards the flower of the stone cone.

Luo Long moved slightly, trying to get out of the stone cone like last time, but it didn't work.

"The tiger in Lake's heart,

Used to protect his sister. The tiger in your heart is eating people. "

Luo Long was stunned, and the past scenes appeared in front of his eyes.

Su Ye said as he walked: "You're right, I'm not anyone's savior, and I don't want to be a savior. What I want to do next is just to make the future I dream of not let me down. I'm really afraid Death, I really want a lot, but my goal in this life is to make the world a little bit better, even just a little bit."

"As long as I do it, it doesn't matter when I die."

"You kept saying that it was for the glory and for the family, did you do it? You didn't."

"I did it."

Su ye stood on the edge of the stone cone flower and looked around the audience.

Su ye's eyes flicked over the white circle, the variegated circle, the dark circle, the deskmate, the classmates, the magicians, Palos, and the people.

Su ye raised Luo Long's sword high.

Suddenly, the sanctuary warrior who was in charge of protecting the auditorium wanted to rush off the court, but he raised his foot, but froze in place, looking in the direction of Plato Academy.

In the hands of Dean Lawrence, there was a small magic tower.

Invisible power falls in the arena.

At least the shield that could only be seen by the sanctuary surrounded the entire infield, covered the two people in the arena, and covered Su ye.

Luo Long struggled wildly and shouted: "Stop! You can't kill me! Civilians can't kill nobles! If you kill me, you will die too! The nobles will not let you go! You don't have the guts to kill me! I am a noble! I am a noble! You are a noble nobleman! Kill me, and the gods will punish you!"

"We magicians have traditions." Su ye smiled slightly, his white teeth gleaming, and his smile was bright.

Hearing Su ye's words, most people showed doubts.

However, a very small number of nobles showed frightened expressions, and their eyes blurred, as if they had returned to that day in the past.

On that day, Socrates hung high above the God of War Mountain and dropped a head burning with golden flames.

In their eyes, the two figures overlapped.

Su ye swung his long sword.

The flower of the stone cone dissipated.

The frosty light passed over Luo Long's neck, and the corpse fell to the ground, separating the two.

Tear up the vanity, but cut down the arrogance.

The dark red blood is like a black rose, blooming on the yellow-brown land.

Blooming in Roron's eyes.

Blooming in the eyes of all.

Fear breeds, pain breeds.

"You are still a noble, but not a human being."

Su ye held the long sword in his left hand, raised the empty medicine bottle in his right hand, respected the audience, and cheered the world.

Su ye threw down his long sword and strode back to the dark corridor of the arena.

In the darkness, glittering and translucent sprinkles, one step at a time, one galaxy at a time.

A hunchbacked old man carrying an iron hook passed by and walked slowly towards the field.

The high sky is clear, the sun is burning, and the voices in the auditorium are hotter than the sun.

Under everyone's gaze, the old man swung the iron hook covered in red and black stains, hooked Luo Long's body, bent his waist and back, and dragged it slowly.

A shallow blood stain extended like a snake mark.

Many eyes fell on the trophies and laurels between the statues of the goddess Athena and the goddess of victory.

"We can't let Suye go!"

"kill him!"

"No one can kill nobles, especially in city-state tournaments!"

"He was the first commoner to kill nobles in the city-state competition, but he will never be the first commoner to die here!"

"Athens is the Athens of the nobility, and Greece is the Greece of the nobility!"

"Is there no one for us nobles?"

One nobleman after another stood up.

Finally, the nobles of the full inner circle stood up.

Their number far exceeds that of magicians.

Both sides glared at each other.

"When we civilians have no one!"

A man stood up angrily.

Another person stood up, and then all the civilians stood up.

Their clothes are dirty, their feet are covered with mud, their bodies are thin, and their eyes are firm.

Athenian civilians standing on high places in all directions surrounded the nobles below.

In the eyes of many nobles, there was unprecedented panic.

The fear planted by Su ye spread in their eyes.

"Untouchable!" A sanctuary warrior shouted suddenly, and his voice was transmitted by powerful divine power, suppressing the chaos in the audience.

All the nobles looked at him expectantly, and all the commoners looked at him angrily.

Some of the noble students who participated in the Black Iron Trial were thoughtful. This person is Karona's father and the head of the Enka family of the sanctuary family.

Outside the Valley of Paper Flowers, the gray-robed mage that Kairona joined forces with Lawrence for protection was burned to death by Su ye's fireball technique.

"Only death can cleanse the dirty water that this pariah poured on the nobles! I pray with all the Enka family, please the great god of war Ares to come down, punish the murderer who killed the noble, and kill the sinner who slandered the glory, God punish that bastard who intends to overthrow the nobles!"

After finishing speaking, Patriarch Enka half-kneeled on the ground, holding a rusty bronze spearhead in both hands.

Under the rust, the spearhead was shining brightly, exuding a strong bloody light.

It was as if a river of blood flowed on the spearhead.

Many nobles stared wide-eyed. This is a fetish bestowed by the gods after the great sacrifice. Although it is too old to attract the God of War itself, it can definitely attract the statue of the God of War in the Temple of War.

rumbling...

Thunder in the clear sky, flying stars in the daytime.

Everyone looked at the sky in horror.

The bloody light on the surface of the bronze spearhead became more and more intense, but after a while, it no longer became brighter.

"Great God of War Ares, did you just watch your believers being killed by a commoner?" Patriarch Enka's mournful voice spread throughout the audience.

"All the gods of Ares, please help a group of Enka patriarchs!" A young nobleman suddenly knelt on the ground and prayed to the God of War Ares.

"I am willing to help!"

"Me too!"

"Please join me in praying to Ares, God of War!"

A large number of nobles fell to their knees with a huff.

A portion of the nobles stood still.

Intensive prayers rang out in the arena. It was obviously just a low-pitched prayer, but it became louder and louder, forming a prayer resonance.

Like the tide rolling in the sky, like a mountain collapsing in Athens, it is deafening.

Countless civilians looked pale, terrified, and slightly shrunk their necks.

The bronze spearhead in Patriarch Enka's hand suddenly burst into glaring blood, followed by a long metal sound, which made everyone's ears ring and they frowned.

The spearhead flew into the air, slowly turned into a drop of blood, and finally expanded rapidly.

A three-meter-tall bloody giant stood in mid-air.

The appearance of the giant is indistinct, with broad shoulders and thick legs and arms. He holds an ancient bronze shield in his left hand and a bloody battle spear in his right hand. The bronze battle helmet with red feathers on his head stands like a mane of a fierce horse.

The shattered dark blood-colored fear cloak fluttered gently behind him, and the sound of thousands of fighting echoed in it, as if countless battlefields were hidden deep inside.

The Blood Shadow of the God of War stood above Patriarch Enka, with his back facing the civilians and facing the infield.

"Great Ares, please punish that sinner Suye, and let your glory shine on the whole of Greece!" Patriarch Enka cried and begged.

Waves of powerful aura spread from the Blood Shadow of the God of War, and a strong wind suddenly blew up in the arena, rolling up the loess. Everyone squinted, their clothes flew around, and the entire city of Athens shook slightly.

The sky was cloudy and cloudy, and the darkness alternated.

Click...

The mask that only the sanctuary can see in the field is broken.

Larence flickered and put away the magic tower in his hand.

The magicians looked at this scene in amazement. This kind of power is too strong, definitely surpassing the legend, reaching the level of a hero, but this is just the afterimage of Ares, the God of War, who does not know how many years ago.

"It's over..." Albert stared blankly at the Blood Shadow of the God of War.

"They are too well prepared." Jimmy's eyes were full of sadness.

Holt stared at the Blood Shadow of the God of War, clenched his fists, his face full of grief and anger.

He didn't dare to say it, but from now on, there was one less god he believed in.

The terrifying wind pressure is getting stronger and stronger, and it seems that there are giant dragons swooping down in the sky, and finally someone can't hold on, and kneels on the ground with a plop.

"Great Ares, please forgive our sins..."

"Great God of War, existence above the God Realm, we shall follow your oracle..."

"You are the glory, you are the brilliance..."

"Suye is guilty, and you will throw the spear of judgment..."

More and more civilians knelt on the ground trembling, confessing to the God of War Blood Shadow.

"Father, I can't stand anymore."

"Be sure to stand."

"why?"

"If we kneel down, Suye will die in vain."

Those civilians who were still standing had a sea of ​​sadness in their eyes.

Everyone knew that Su ye was bound to die, and he couldn't do anything, but standing with all his strength was the greatest respect for Su ye.

Palos stared at the Blood Shadow of the God of War, closed her eyes, lowered her head, and prayed silently.

"My lord, please bring down divine punishment."

A priest of the War God Temple half-kneeled on the ground and made a request.

"Please bring down God's punishment!"

Many nobles prayed in unison.

The bloody shadow of the God of War moved slightly, and slowly raised the bloody spear with his right arm.

The sky darkened in an instant, and the clear morning turned into night.

A moment later, the sun seemed to fall into the arena.

On the tip of the spear, there was a golden light, as if a sun was inlaid.

There was a look of despair on the faces of the civilians.

The magicians sighed softly.

The nobles smiled.

Swish...

A white shadow stood behind the Blood Shadow of the God of War.

Everyone stared blankly at the white shadow.

The pure and white statue of Athena raised her right arm, obviously faster than expected, but in the eyes of everyone, it seemed as long as a day.

The right palm of the Goddess Statue lightly patted on the head of Blood Shadow, God of War.

As light as a mother stroking her child.

boom……

The blood shadow exploded.

The ring-shaped transparent Qi spread in the sky, swept across Athens, pierced the darkness, and wiped out the clouds.

The night is gone, the wind is gone. The world is clarified, and Vientiane is restored.

Swish...

The statue of the goddess Athena disappeared in mid-air and fell back to the distance below the demigod terrace.

The blue-eyed Palos loosened the gold Medusa necklace with her right hand and sat down slowly.

Suddenly, a scream sounded.

Everyone followed the prestige and saw that under the original position of the blood shadow of the god of war, the people nearby were covered with flesh and blood.

Along with the God of War Blood Shadow, Patriarch Enka also exploded.

Under the arena, the hunchbacked old man hooked Luo Long's headless corpse and disappeared into the dark corridor.

In the center of the arena, Luo Long's head was facing up to the sky, and the sky in his eyes gradually dimmed.

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(End of Volume 1)