Chapter 57 Two-Winged Golden Magician

Red Mist Wine Cafe.

"Don't be afraid, kill Ash quickly! Can you tolerate him being so arrogant?"

"Aren't you a serial murderer? How could you be convinced like this?"

"This class of death row inmates is the most cowardly class I have ever seen!"

Seeing Scarface put down his hand, many customers wailed - they were all smart people, and had already foreseen from the trial layout that there would be fights among the death row prisoners, so they bet a lot of money on the idea that "the death row prisoners would kill each other" In the gambling game.

Now that Scarface has been convinced by Ash, their bets may not be in vain.

"But Ash is quite interesting. Can you watch him do more Blood Moon Trials?"

"I would also like to see his expression when he becomes the redeemed. It will definitely be interesting."

"Is it too late to find someone to reserve the full blood of him and the elf? I'm a little greedy."

"It's not like there are no blood saints in the prison. They don't have enough points. How can they still leave it to you? And they also ordered full blood... Maybe you will get a little bit of hemorrhoid blood if you order it."

Lawrence, who was drinking alone, looked at Asher Hiss in the light screen and suddenly recalled a past incident.

It was several years ago, before he had undergone the blood exchange ceremony, and when he was still a college student in Caimon, he was handed a leaflet in the second dining hall.

He vaguely remembered that it was a student mutual aid club with the themes of 'courage', 'wisdom', 'life' and 'joy'. But he was about to graduate at that time, so he was naturally not interested in it.

Lawrence didn't know why he recalled this incident.

But when he looked at Asher Heath again, he felt a vague sense of... intimacy in his heart.

His hands that were preparing to vote could not help but tremble slightly.

...

...

It's us who have to go! ?

Although it sounds reasonable, every death row prisoner feels extremely aggrieved when looking at Ya Xiu's arrogant face. It's like standing in line for an hour, and then someone taps you on the shoulder and says, 'You're in the wrong line, you should go over there, and let me jump in line for your position.'

And if you think about it carefully, this path is not feasible. After all, there are executioners on their small platform. The Flame of Purification is just an itch for Ash and Valkas, but for them it's a scratch on their brains!

"Or maybe there's a better way."

Another thin man holding a dagger said secretly: "When the voting is over, before the executioner comes, we will kill you two directly, so that the executioner will not come."

"yes!"

"Stop them both first!"

"Catch them, chop off their limbs, and push them into the sea when the voting is over!"

Ash secretly thought that was terrible. His combat power at this time was only slightly higher than that of a normal person, and he could fight to the death. How could he possibly defeat these vicious sorcerers without any restrictions?

Nagu shouted loudly in the distance: "Although the prison cannot interfere during the trial stage, I advise you not to kill yourself or commit suicide. Killing under the blood moon will only increase your guilt. It's still too late for you to stop and repent now. Don’t hurt Asher Hiss, just let him wear my boots and wait for the judgment to come..."

Boots, my boots... Nagu was stamping his feet anxiously. Go ahead and make trouble. Don't make fun of your boots. When fighting, you must be careful not to let blood get on your boots!

Just as Ash was standing on the edge of the large platform, trembling, and the condemned prisoners were approaching step by step, suddenly there was a roar from the side!

Zheng!

A sword mark was drawn between Yaxiu and everyone, three feet deep, and the sword energy was contending!

"You... want to catch me?"

Just when everyone was paying attention to Ash, Varkas had quietly logged onto the big platform, picked up a long sword from the ground, and swung it with sword energy!

However, Varkas's intimidation did not make the death row prisoners flinch. The dagger man stuck out his tongue and licked the edge of the blade, and sneered: "So what if you are a swordsman, there are six of us here, and you only have two... What’s more, it seems like no one is a magician!”

With a flash of silver light, the elegant silver wings unfolded on the back of the dagger man, and the strong fluctuations of magic power spread like ripples around!

Silver Wings!

The magical power of the magician is revealed, the mysterious medium through which mortals touch the law!

Only travelers who have sailed thousands of miles on the sea of ​​knowledge can condense silver wings!

Like the current Yaxiu, he can't even condense a feather, let alone a silver wing. Although the dagger man's silver wings are not very long, judging from his scale, he has sailed at least two to three thousand miles in the sea of ​​knowledge. It is estimated that he has become a magician for a long time!

Although the scale of the Silver Wings cannot be directly linked to combat power, the more complete the Silver Wings are, the farther the magician can sail in the sea of ​​knowledge, seeing more magician inheritance, and encountering more adventure islands. , killed more knowledge creatures!

At least Ash can be sure that he can't defeat this dagger man in a single fight!

The other condemned prisoners snorted coldly and showed off their silver wings one after another. Even the ogre had a small section of silver wings the size of a chicken wing.

The most complete Silver Wings is that of Necromancer Harvey. It is almost fully deployed and is probably only a little short of a ten-thousand-mile voyage. Noticing Ash's surprised look, Harvey smiled kindly and looked at Ash with passion in his eyes.

Ash blinked.

Could it be that Harvey decided to recognize me as his good brother because of our one afternoon together?

However, when he took a closer look, he suddenly recalled that Harvey's face showed the same kindness and enthusiasm when he talked about handling the corpses in the past, and his face suddenly darkened - I'm afraid it wasn't because Harvey hadn't handled the corpses in prison for many days. After passing a fresh corpse, do you want to take this opportunity to use him to get your hands dirty?

But this time it was really over. As a magician who had only entered the virtual realm for a few days, he only had one substitute magic spirit in his body. How could he compete with six silver magicians? Even if you add Varcas, you can’t fight——

Zheng!

Just like the sound of swords spreading their wings, a bright silver-gold glow suppressed the silver wings of the six condemned prisoners!

Varkas's silver wings are fully unfolded!

Every feather is like a leaping firefly, and every flapping seems to distort the laws of reality!

Compared with Varkas's perfect silver wings, Harvey's silver wings are simply expired goods taken out of a dusty warehouse, and that is indeed the case - under the shining light of perfect silver, haha Wei's silver wings shriveled up, as if he was feeling inferior to himself.

Not only are they perfect silver wings, Valkas actually has a small section of dazzling and gorgeous golden wings!

Two-winged golden magician!

Varkas is a virtual traveler who has completely completed the voyage to the Sea of ​​Knowledge, broke through the limitations of knowledge, summoned the two-winged magic spirit, and successfully climbed to the Time Continent!

"So, do you still think that two people can't beat six people?"

Hearing Varkas's joking, the dagger man forced out a smile that was uglier than crying. He wanted to hide behind others, but found that others were far away from him. He had no choice but to lower his head and say: "Mr. Wuer, I was just joking, please..."

"Is not funny."

"……please forgive me……"

"Kowtow, knock your head and I will forgive you."

The dagger man hit his head on the ground without saying a word, causing Ash to feel pain at the sight. After knocking three times, the dagger man's forehead was broken open, and blood flowed along the bridge of his nose. He looked very pitiful.

"Mr. Wuerl, is this okay?"

"Although it's a bit ugly, your sincerity is not bad, so you've passed the test."

The dagger man breathed a sigh of relief and quickly shrank aside. He didn't even dare to say harsh words, and he was so cowardly that he felt a little humble.

But everyone can understand, after all, the other party is a two-winged magician. Although they may not be able to defeat the two-winged magician if they swarm them in one fell swoop, but - is it necessary?

The only one who offended Varcas was the dagger man. Why would everyone fight to the death with the strongest swordsman in medium and close combat for a fellow prisoner?

Wouldn’t it be nice to sell the dagger man?

The Dagger Man also knew that if Varcas wanted to kill him, others would definitely stand by and watch or even applaud, so giving in was the only way to survive.

Ash hurriedly walked to Varkas, holding his hands and looking down at the group of cowards on death row.

Humph, we two are so awesome.

"This way it's even."

Varkas' words made Ash a little stunned.

"What?"

Varkas didn't turn his head: "If it hadn't been for you just now, I might still be standing on the steel wire now."

Ash blinked: "Well, I did it for myself, and I didn't go out of my way to help you."

"Anyway, I'll repay this kindness. Don't blame me later."

Ash was startled: "What are you going to do next?"

"What else can you do?"

Varkas sneered and flicked the sword.

“Live like a maggot, fly like a fly, fight like a dung beetle.”

Ash realized something and called out the light screen live broadcast channel.

"The current winner with the highest number of votes: Varkas Ur, 244,623 votes."