i am your guide

Dark blue, endless dark blue.

The sound of rolling water could be heard in the ear, and the eyes that were gently opened were instantly covered by the liquid, and the hazy sight fell on the glass wall in front of him.

"Well."

The person in the water opened his mouth slightly, and the slightly bitter air rushed into his lungs through the breathing mask. He seemed to be choked by breathing too fast, and the person coughed.

The eyesight of both eyes has not recovered, and he can't see clearly what is in front of him. The body surrounded by water is extremely thin, and he sinks and floats slightly in the seemingly calm liquid.His limbs were tightly entangled by something like a thread above him, so that he couldn't move his whole body. The man had no energy to speak, and his voice was as unbearable as if it was about to burst into flames.

"How's the test going?"

He vaguely heard someone talking, not to him, but to someone else.

"The response data dropped by 80.00%, the degree of vision burning was severe but not completely damaged, and the recovery power was 20.00% higher than the expected effect."

There was another person whispering in his ear, the voice seemed to be far away, as if separated by a layer of cotton, it was inaudible.

Those two people seemed to say something again, he closed his eyes tiredly, and fell into a deep sleep again.

……

When Sith woke up, he was in a dark cell, the wall lamp flickered on and off, and the glass windows cast a bit of cold light, barely allowing Sith to see what was inside the room.There was a large piece of dried blood on the flat ground. He moved his body, but was suddenly stopped by the cold iron ring on his wrist.

He struggled vigorously a few times, his wrists were severely imprisoned by the iron ring pulled down from the ceiling, and he knelt on the ground, his calves were nailed to the ground by the restraint buckle, and he deeply felt the terrifying pain when his knees touched the icy ground. temperature.The guide was forced to stand upright, his eyes lowered.

He didn't know what he touched when his wrist was moving, and the faint pain made him wake up in vain. Sith turned his head to look at his wrist, and there was an obvious pinhole on the forearm with his sleeve rolled up. Scary blood red.

He remembered being knocked out, and then...appeared here.

Sith opened his mouth, and he didn't feel much discomfort in his body. He raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and saw Vivienne lying motionless in the corner.

"Vivian, Vivian!"

He yelled twice, one louder than the other.But she seemed to pass out and didn't respond at all.

Damn!

Sith cursed softly in his heart, he couldn't break free at all, basically he could only sit and wait for death.

Why is Vivian here?Where is this again?

Before he could figure it out, he was about to call Vivienne again, when he suddenly saw a few figures appearing at the door, and almost a second later, five or six people rushed into the prison room together.

Violence couldn't make their situation any better. Vivienne woke up when she was pulled, she was pale and speechless, and only saw Sith's face in a trance.

They were escorted forward, and the two guides with low combat effectiveness did not seem to be despised by the escorts around them. Sith walked in the front, and Vivian was about five meters behind him.They gradually descended through layers of spiral stairs, and when they stepped on the flat ground again, Sith smelled the smell of blood in the damp stone passage.

The more he walked forward, the more dignified the atmosphere around him, and the stronger the smell of blood, mixed with the uninterrupted shouts and commotions of the crowd, Sith frowned, what did this scene remind him of.

not……

Walking to the very end, you can see a square opening. The people escorting him and Vivian stopped. The strong man behind him pushed Sith hard, and he stumbled into an open place.

The deafening noise never stops, it is the sound of human beings with passion and bloodthirsty.The crackling sound of the defense array spar rotating in the mechanical hole is like the fine syllables of crushed sesame seeds, and the bloody smell mixed with the human breath pours into the nasal cavity.Sith gradually raised his head, and he saw two football field-sized fighting rings in front of him full of people.

Most of them are men, only a small part of them are women. Their age ranges from teenagers to 50 to [-] years old. Their identities can be clearly distinguished from their clothes. Some are ragged and some are expensive. As soon as Vivian and Vivian behind entered the big venue, they felt many unfriendly eyes cast on them.

It was the eyes of the pack of wolves looking at the weak lamb who accidentally fell into their territory, greedy and brutal with the desire to kill, no one came up to talk to them, they all carefully tested with different expressions.

On the edge of the platform is a five-meter-high fault, and below it is a bloody spiked jungle. The strong smell of blood makes it easy to know how many people's bones are inside without looking.Five meters above the stage is a ring-shaped stand like a Colosseum. Those stands are full of people, talking and laughing with each other, as relaxed as waiting for the movie to start.

Looking up, you can see that there are many boxes-like reflective glass on the second and third floors, arranged carefully one by one, and the people below can't see the situation above or the people inside.There is an optical suspension screen at the top of the fighting arena, and there are two rows of numbers on it. The first row is: 00:01:29, and the second row is 200/200.

The first row of numbers is a countdown.

Sith clenched his hands tightly, his crystal bracelet had been taken away long ago, and there was nothing on his body that could be called a weapon.He was silent for two seconds, walked to an iron shelf at the entrance and took out the last two black sheaths.

"Listen, this is a killing field."

Vivienne's eyes flickered with hesitation, she looked around her uneasily, and suddenly heard someone say something.

Her eyes fell on Sith, and before she understood what happened, she saw the man handing over a black sheath.The alert and cautious Royal Highness suddenly took a step back and looked at Sith unfriendly.

"To put it simply, we are now in the underground black market. If I guess correctly, this place should be a certain planet in the Shattered Star Belt. The people on the field are slaves who were plundered everywhere. Some were born slaves, some reduced to ants... like us."

Sith handed the black sheath forward, he was not annoyed at Vivienne's self-defense action, but just stared at the self-serving explanation of the countdown in silence.

"The massacre field is the most brutal and bloody type of underground duel field. 200 slaves are placed at one time, each with a dagger, and they fight each other until the last person is left."

Vivian looked silently at the little time left above, and took a step closer to take the dagger sealed in the black scabbard.

"The gameplay is very simple. The game starts immediately after the countdown ends. You can use any method, just kill until the last person is left. I will protect you, don't worry."

Sith's voice was deep, he pulled out the dagger from the black scabbard and held it tightly in his hand.

"Are you not afraid of my betrayal?"

When there were only five seconds left in the time, Vivienne said suddenly behind him.

The girl's voice was very cold, she frowned tightly and stared at the not tall figure in front of her, mockingly.

"You are very smart."

Taking a deep breath, Sith's eyes became colder. He looked at the group of people who had already shown their daggers in front of him, and cold sweat rolled down his forehead slightly.The sound after the thin lips were lightly opened was drowned in the piercing ringtone, and a cold light flashed.

You're a smart guy, you know where we're at right now, so you won't touch me until everyone else is dead.

Sith had fought in the underworld for signing a life-and-death contract before, and in a sense, he was actually quite familiar with the rules of the underground duel arena.This is not a good thing, even a sin, because every day he lives means more blood on his hands, and today, he seems to have returned to his previous life.

The dark day is full of mania and blood, and the days of lingering under the blade.

It's ridiculous, he obviously thought he would never go back to the dark again.

As soon as the ear-piercing bell rang, some people waved their daggers. There were always those newcomers who forgot to take their knives and became lambs at the slaughter.The killing field is like this, everyone agrees on the rules, no one explains it to you, life will soon disappear in hesitation and hesitation, and there will be no more vitality.

The blade swung by the first person was accompanied by a stream of blood, staining Sith's sight on the far side.

The two people closest to him rushed over at the same time, and he knew very well how much his status as a weak guide attracted these executioners.

Relying on the vague perception of the sentry identities of the two men, Sith's lips were flat, and he rushed forward first. The first sentry saw him rushing forward, and immediately raised a knife and slashed at Sith's neck. go.The guide dodges to the right and can barely miss the knife, and a whip kick hits the temple of the sentinel on the opposite side, which is a heavy blow. The expectation of flying ten meters backwards did not appear, Sith's speed is not as good as before, and the man just staggered After taking a few steps back, with blood on the corner of his lips, he turned his head and stared fiercely at him, brandishing the dagger again.

Sith's mind sank, and he noticed that his physical fitness had dropped off a cliff.

Glancing over the needle hole on his arm from the corner of his eye, he probably understood what was going on: he had been injected with drugs.

A short body avoided another sentry's slash. Sith turned slightly sideways and kicked his leg to deflect the sentry's attack. After turning over and turning, his hand became stronger, and the hand holding the dagger hit the sentry's neck with a knife.

Warm gushes of blood suddenly sprayed out, even though Sith had quick eyesight and quick hands, he still couldn't prevent the sentinel whose life was dying at a rapid rate from splashing blood on his clothes.The guide's heart was not shaken at all, as if he couldn't see the fallen body, he continued to attack the sentries who followed him one after another.

His hands trembled imperceptibly, and his skin was much paler than before. When his mind was empty, he didn't think about anything, but mechanically repeated the fighting movements that he had already formed muscle memory.It is true that his ability has dropped too much due to the drug, and the effect of the mental shock can only make people dizzy for a short time. The hand that used to seal the throat with a knife is now difficult to cause fatal damage when facing tricky angles. The soft persimmons, can't get the slightest breath.

After knocking down seven tall and burly sentinels one after another, Sith had many fine wounds on his body, blood inevitably stained his clothes red, and when his arms were raised, his shoulders would cause mild pain.

It's true that the more you live, the more you go back, and you will die after only seven, and you will be reprimanded by Keweier when you go back.he said in his heart.

The always cold eyes fluctuated a little when Keweier's name appeared, of course, it was just a little bit, and soon returned to coldness.

If you can go back.

Sith held the dagger tightly in his hand, his dodge was not in place, and a long bloodstain was drawn on his face by the opponent's dagger.A side kick hit the chest and abdomen of the person in front of him. He raised the knife and stabbed it into the chest of the person in front of him.

Sith took a few steps back, glanced at Vivian who was also killing people out of the corner of his eye, and rushed to a place not far from Vivian to stop a man who wanted to take advantage of the chaos to attack Vivian.

The man in front of him was more difficult to deal with than he imagined. Sith was punched in the face, and his cervical spine was about to break. The corner of his mouth immediately split open and blood gushed out. The fishy-sweet taste hit his taste buds.

The guide's dagger reversed and severed the opponent's wrist.

The scalding blood flowed upstream, and Sith's blood became colder as it got warmer. He looked at the fallen corpses beside him indifferently, and rushed towards Vivienne.

Vivian's melee combat was far inferior to his. Sith consciously fought around Vivian, trying to intercept everyone who would hurt her.But it is inevitable that there will be some omissions. Vivienne's opponent at that time was a muscular man. His Royal Highness's beautiful clothes were cut many times.

Sith have seen a lot of people who like to use their own force to destroy women.

The heart submerged in the icy water trembled slightly, and the surge of anger did not make him lose his mind. The hand holding the blade in his hand had many scratches from the previous battle.His injuries were not serious, but there were at least ten small bruises all over his body.

He has watched the Star Whistle match between Vivian and Kevier. If Kevier is a spear that never backs down and shows its sharpness, Vivian is a shield that will never turn and block all mental attacks. Will not break through her defenses.

The holy and proud Highness probably has never been surrounded by so much filth and evil. After all, the intrigues of the upper class have never been impacted by the scene of blood flowing into rivers and corpses strewn across the fields.

The strong man's knife pointed at Vivienne's chest, and Sith clenched his teeth and rushed over from the side. The dagger in his right hand was erected and slashed into the man's inner wrist with momentum. Cyclonus' blood spattered Sith's face clouded his vision.

The guide opened his eyes slightly, and the man's dirty blood was hanging on his eyelashes. He turned around and kicked the strong man's lower abdomen suddenly. Taking advantage of Sith's gap, he immediately moved towards Vivienne behind him.

The distance between them was very small, and Vivian didn't react to the action of the strong man at all. After all, she was a guide who was strong in literary combat, and martial combat was not her strong point.

The back teeth were clenched tightly, Sith blocked the knife with his body without thinking.

When the dagger with someone's blood pierced into his right shoulder, the feeling of blood rushing, muscle twitching and being severely torn made his brain go blank for a moment.At that time, he didn't think about anything, let the blade rotate in his shoulder, let the blood flow to the ground, the feeling of the bones being scraped by friction was shocking, Sith just gritted his teeth tightly, borrowing With the advantage of being closer, the dagger stabbed directly into the man's throat.

"Lock the throat with a knife, and it will die."

Like a sudden insanity, Sith even teased his Tianxiu operation in a low voice with a blank face. He kicked away the half-corpse with dilated eyes and pupils that was still trembling like chaff, and turned around indifferently. Look at Vivian.

Vivienne's right hand holding the knife trembled violently, her pretty face was pale, the outerwear was long gone, and the black turtleneck sweater inside was scratched several times.Some knife marks are very tricky, and Vivian's chest can be seen faintly, and the black and white cloth shoes are full of red blood, as are the pants.She couldn't hide the fear, shock, and apology in her eyes.

"you……"

She stared at the wound on Sith's right shoulder, and struggled to speak.

The wound covered by the clothes continued to bleed, and she couldn't see the man's injury clearly.

Originally, the knife should belong to Vivienne.

Sith looked at those who were getting closer and sighed softly.Without a word, he took off his barely wearable baseball uniform and threw it to Vivienne, saying.

"Your face is really too ostentatious, there are not many people in the entire empire who don't know you."

Vivienne was silent for a second, and quickly put on the clothes that Sith handed over. After the zipper was closed, the exposed spring light was completely blocked, and as the Sith coat fell off, Vivienne really saw Sith clearly. body wounds.

There were many knife marks on the white shirt, and the bright red blood stained it irregularly like fruit juice, and a large blush immediately fainted behind the penetrated right shoulder.But the man didn't seem to feel it, and he didn't even move his brows.

Vivienne's nose was sore for a moment, she looked at the person in front of her, and couldn't help thinking of another figure.

The person who once fought side by side, stood in front of her to share all the damage, and is now far away from her.

"You guys are really alike."

Vivienne clenched the corners of her clothes tightly, and the jacket with Sith's body temperature and blood tightly locked all Vivienne's heat. The smell of blood was uncomfortable, and Her Royal Highness's anxious heart finally settled down.

Falling into a bloody warm palm, it will never sink infinitely again.

"I'm afraid someone has already recognized your identity. They are likely to come to kill you. Your life is very valuable. Vivienne, from now on, you will stand behind me and use mental shock to everyone who approaches us. Now There are more than 130 people left in the massacre bureau, and I will handle the rest."

Sith spoke quickly and clearly. He spun the dagger and found a position where it was easy to exert force.

Vivienne didn't appear in public very often, but she was a frequent visitor to the Star Whistle Competition, almost everyone knew it, and the Shattered Star Belt was no exception.The eldest lady who was supposed to stay in the imperial palace suddenly appeared in the Broken Star Belt, which would definitely attract some people's attention. Some people might think it was because of their similar looks, but they would definitely get into trouble because of Vivienne before long.There are not a few people who want to take action against the royal family, not to mention the illegal boundary of the Shattered Star Belt, the possibility is even higher.

"You want me to kill people with mental impact?"

Vivian was about to suffocate, she asked back.

"Yeah, killing people, killing people with one blow, this game doesn't say no."

Sith's right hand was trembling a little, and the shoulder injury would be torn sooner or later because of his next actions, but he couldn't stop. There was a fragile guide behind him, and a group of tigers and wolves in front of him.

"I see."

After a short silence, Vivian nodded.