Warhammer Divine Throne

The boxes of the arena are specially designed so that the VIP boxes are not visible in the ordinary auditoriums located in the lower part.

So Veronica took off her high heels and sat on Ryan’s arms sideways, leaning on his chest. The witch spent a lot of energy last night carefully planning and thinking, which made her spirit not well.

She needs to complete this task as soon as possible to prove that she is stronger than Bitressa.

Fortunately, there is a warm harbor by her side. In Ryan's arms, she can put down her guard, put down her burden, and allow herself to relax a little.

The woman covered her ears boredly: "Gosh, it's so noisy, next time you come to this place alone, I won't come."

"Learn to be patient , Learn to be calm ~ Veronica, sometimes outside affairs will not be changed by your own will, you need to live peacefully with the noise." Ryan lightly hugged the woman with the cat in his arms and looked at the venue In the situation: "Lops deserves to be the son of Lord Hyde of Mosheen, well done."

"Oh? How do I think he was just beaten?" Veronica fought against these and so on Not interested, she let a man rub oil on her beautiful legs in silk stockings: "Can you help me, a woman who doesn’t know anything? My Great Knight?"

"I’ll hit one like this For example, a person’s physical strength is like a well. It has two indicators: the total amount of well water and the size of the bucket." Ryan said softly: "The total amount of well water represents the upper limit of a person’s physical fitness, but This does not mean that the water from a well can be used until it dries up, because in a short period of time, the amount of water that can be drawn from the well is limited, depending on the size of the bucket."

"That is, physical strength will face a small limit in a short time. After a continuous frantic attack of any powerhouse, its physical strength will fall into a bottleneck for a short time, and it will need to draw water from the well again. So we Knight has a special course in training, that is, how to find your own rhythm and avoid the negative effects of physical bottleneck. Obviously, Lopus has also learned this course. He cautiously allocates physical energy and waits. The chance of Bennett’s physical decline." Ryan stared at the court: "This opportunity will come soon, you see, within ten seconds, Lopus will fight back."

Sure enough As Ryan said, the continuous chopping caused Bennett’s physical strength to drop very quickly. Although Lopus’ wooden shield was already in tatters, the wandering Knight still retained some of his physical strength. Lopus knew that the opportunity had come, and the wandering Knight furiously shouted, he used his full strength to slam the shield into the lower part of Bennett's wooden knife and the weak part of his arm.

The decline in physical fitness and the soreness of his arms made Bennett, nicknamed "The Butcher", out of control. When he was hit by a wooden shield, his sore hands could no longer hold the wooden knife. , It had to stop the offensive.

So Lopus' opportunity came.

The wandering Knight threw the wooden shield directly, and the flying shield hit Bennett’s helmet. The tall gladiator stepped back a few steps, and Lopus switched to holding a halberd in both hands, and started He made a whirlwind combo.

The wooden long halberd swept past, hitting the joint between Bennett’s shoulder armor and the helmet. The strong wooden long halberd caused enough damage to the human body. Bennett was in The neck wound immediately launched a counterattack against Lopus.

The strong arm gripped the wooden knife tightly and cut from above Lopus. Lopus quickly lifted the long halberd to arrive. Long halberd was slightly bent after accepting the wooden knife's attack.

"Look at me!" Lopus raised his hands, and the wandering Knight skillfully used his technique. With the elasticity of the long halberd and the pressure of the Bennett wooden knife, he rebounded and the wooden knife was The long halberd bounced off in one fell swoop.

"Long halberd combo!" Ryan said silently, watching Lopus' movements.

The long halberd in Lopus's hand makes the first vertical split, and it is in the middle of Bennett’s head. Even through the helmet, the audience in the arena can hear from Bennett’s painful cry and constant His weakness can be seen in the backward silhouette.

The second vertical split of long halberd, Bennett’s head was hit again. Under the continuous attacks of the wandering Knight, everyone could see the bright red liquid flowing down from the helmet. Everyone can be sure-it's definitely not watermelon juice.

The end of the gladiatorial battle was the sweep following the second vertical split. Long halberd swept past, Bennett fell to the ground, and the battle ended, Lopus stood up, and there was a doctor right away. Enter the venue to treat him and Bennett.

"The fighting is over! Today's winner is the wandering Knight Lopus from the Nord Kingdom! Let's applaud him!" The head of the arena Gliza-Storm Hammer walked forward with a laugh , Presenting a trophy to Lopus, announcing his victory.

"Thank you!" Lopus accepted the trophy and his commission in the applause. The confident wandering Knight also bet on himself, which made him a lot of money. After he got the trophy, He moved towards Ryan excitedly and waved, and Ryan waved in greeting.

"Can you feel the breath of Belt?" Veronica lifts the head from Ryan's arms: "I didn't feel it."

"Neither did I." Ryan shook his head, but the man was not disappointed: "Belt's strength is much stronger. Now these little fish and shrimps are impossible to draw him out. Be patient. If Belt is really hiding in the arena and watching Lopus keep winning streak, he won't I will be indifferent."

"At present, this is the only way to go." Veronica also knew that she was a little anxious.

So for three consecutive days, Ryan and Veronica were investigating the situation in the arena, but the situation among them disappointed the two of them. For three days, Lopus relied on the superb With long halberd skills and excellent martial skills, he played the title of "long halberd hand" in the arena, and took on many challenges, but to Ryan's disappointment, he still did not find any traces related to Belt.

This can only show one problem, that is, Belt should not be in the arena.

Three days later, at nightfall, 53 Amber Avenue.

In the dining room on the first floor, silver tableware and white candlelights illuminate the bright dining room. Ryan hosted a banquet to entertain Alfred and Lopes in his new home. The mission was fulfilled. For this reason, Ryan has told Lopus and Alfred about his mission, hoping they can help him.

Lops’s young face is full of excitement. He is happy that he has the opportunity to be taken advantage of. Ryan can tell him what he is doing. The young wandering Knight feels that he has been in the past three days. The hard work was not in vain: "So, Mr. Ryan, your goal is to find the fallen hunter Belt! I am willing to help you!"

"Thank you for your help." Ryan baked the butter bread and carefully The honey grilled chicken wings and fruit salad were placed on a table covered with a white tablecloth, while Veronica and Catherine were frying lamb chops.

The Garland Witch is different from the Sorceress. She knows how to cook by herself. Although she is not very proficient, there is no problem in making herself a bite. The female apprentices of Garland are often responsible for giving the tutor. To cook and do housework, Speaker Margarita doesn't need Veronica to do anything for her, so poor little Catherine must be almighty in housework, and Veronica just needs to deal with it.

Today Ryan’s friends came to the house. Of course, the witch had to cook something.

After a few people sat down, Alfred prayed a few words and started to be gorgeous oneself, Lopus was still a little stiff, but gradually under the warm reception of Ryan and Veronica Let go: "Thank you, Mr. Ryan, this is the best dinner I have ever had."

"You're welcome." Ryan thought for a moment, and continued: "the past few days have What’s the gain? Are there any particularly powerful people in the gladiators, or do you feel terrifying?"

"No." Lopus skillfully cuts the steak with his knife and fork: "Gladiator There are three strongest gladiators in the field, one is me, one is Bennett, and the other is Bauer. Bauer is a strong farmer and a nobleman. He is good at using long spear, but he is quite good. Honestly, I will play a few games every month to make some extra money."

"Hmm~" Ryan touched the chin, he knew that Belt is unlikely to exist in the arena.

Marinburg also abides by the laws of the empire. Under the control of order, the arena is impossible. All the ghosts and snakes appear in the gladiatorial competition. This is not the chaotic southern country or the dark elves. This is where the lords will end their games. In Marienburg, let alone the Legendary powerhouse, even elite-level humans are easy to find work, and the merchants are very willing to recruit them as guards. In this case, the arena There are really only some small fishes and shrimps, and I can't turn the waves.

The only possibility is that there are two powerhouses meeting in the arena because of private grievances, but this is just an accident.

Ryan and Veronica met with a wink. In the witch’s judgment, the arena is indeed the one with the lowest probability of the three places. After Lopes’s three-day inspection, the arena can basically be excluded.

"Thanks for your hard work, then shall we first investigate the underground tunnel or the Aesthetic Society?" After a feast, Lopus and Alfred were sent away, Ryan and Veronica sat in the living room on the first floor, continuing to discuss what to do next under the illumination of the huge chandelier and the magic floor lamp.

"The division of labor between us and Jacob Vice-President is that he takes the Demon Hunters to explore the underground tunnel. Our task is to explore the arena and the beauty club. Now the arena has been explored, we should Start investigating the Aesthetic Society." Ryan analyzed the current situation.

"Aestheticism will be difficult to deal with, Ryan, you know, at least two members of the Marienburg House of Lords are members of the Aesthetic Society, especially the Earl named Edmund Huron, He is an arduous suitor of Aneda. He has announced more than once that if Aneda agrees to his marriage proposal, she will become the countess." Veronica lightly pulled her dark brown curly hair behind her ears, Jia Lan Witch is a legendary wizard of Fire Element and Light. She is not afraid of cold.

"So we need evidence to prove that Aestheticism will be Primal Chaos Cult faction, otherwise we are impossible to search the headquarters of Aestheticism. We must know that there is a dong coin block. If you are not careful, we will become Marin. His Excellency Schultz supports me, but the Lord Schultz is not the only one in the House of Lords.” Ryan knows that every step must be cautious now, especially in the face of the upper-class aristocracy of Marienburg. The combined aesthetic society, once he takes a wrong step, he will lose the only chance to eradicate this Primal Chaos Cult faction.

"Now, I don’t know what happened to Jacob Vice-President and the others." Ryan took Veronica into his arms and breathed the scent of lilies on her body and between her hair. "Tomorrow we will go to the Duncoin block first and visit the headquarters of Weimeihui. By the way...How many new clothes will I buy for you?"

"You pay?" Veronica lied softly. On Ryan's body, there was a light smile on his sweet face.

"Of course I will pay for it." Ryan as it should be by rights nodded: "As a gentleman, this is my duty."

"Then I only I can give you this opportunity." The woman smiled like a flower: "When the time comes, my Great Knight, don't pay for it!"

"Don't underestimate your partner!"

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Marinburg, underground tunnel.

Fort Marienburg is like a giant tree. Located in the city on the ground, are the branches, trunks and leaves of this tree.

The underground tunnel of Marienburg is the root of this big tree.

Demon Hunter Guild Vice-President Jacob brought three young Demon Hunters to the entrance of the underground tunnel.

Jacob has a large cigar in his mouth. He is wearing a long thick dress. The brown and yellow men’s windbreaker has well-made scale armor, heavy leather boots and a wide-brimmed hat. The black face mask and the deerskin gloves wrapped around the forearm made this Vice-President only show two fierce eyes and a mouth.

Even if only the eyes are exposed, the terrifying tyrannical aura on Jacob’s body has not diminished in the slightest, except for the scars beside the eyes, along the way, any tunnel through which Jacob’s eyes can be seen The guards could feel the deep cold coming from their backs.

It was a pair of eyes that doubted everything. It was a look that thought anyone was guilty. The look that was as fierce as a cheetah swept over continuously, wondering whether everyone is pure, looking for any trace of corruption. .

Jacob is a veteran demonhunter master. For decades, he has been committed to cleaning up corruption and eliminating evil. Even in Demon Hunter, Jacob’s handling methods are fierce. He found a cult base and buried dozens of people in the entire village. Because of doubt, he burned the whole street to ashes with flames.

When the Demon Hunter guild thought it was difficult for Jacob to judge whether a handshake was a sign of friendship or a deliberate murder, the handful of demonhunter masters finally entered a semi-retired state, and he stayed most of the time. The headquarters of the Demon Hunter guild teaches youngster.

The demonhunter master is carrying a large axe and a long sword behind his back. His waist is also equipped with a short fire gun. Apart from this, no one knows whether there is anything else on the demonhunter master. Weapons.

"Jacob Vice-President, I found the trail of Belt!" a young Demon Hunter said softly.

"Very good." Jacob took a deep cigar, then spit out a beautiful smoke ring.

"The hunt has begun."