God's way of opening infinite games

"The ticket information is as follows:"

Type: Human

No.: H01

Departure point: waiting hall

Destination: Dawuqi Hunting Ground

Ticket price: 50 yuan

Seat No.: Block 13A, Car 14, Train H

Passenger requirements: 1 people

Reward preview: points, unlimited coins, daily necessities, weapons, exquisite gifts

Approachable target: Archduke Eli Nelson

Xun An paused, looked at the ticket carefully, and found that the required number of people was indeed 1 person.

"How do I remember that there were still three people yesterday?"

Thinking about it, he did some tricks, anyway, there is no serious problem, so Xun An didn't care much, and got on the train.

In the early morning, there was no one in the carriage. Xun An went to the seat and sat down, and saw a big love heart drawn with a red paint pen on the small white table. Inside stood two little stick figures, holding hands, forming a circle. Eyes, crooked mouth grinning to the root of the ear.

It looks silly, but it's cute.

Xun'an raised his hand to draw small clothes for the two villains, in bright red, like wedding robes.

"May you be united forever."

An unintentional remark has become a prophecy.

As the train pulled into the station, there was mist outside the window, which turned into water droplets and hung on the window, leaving a few water marks.

Xun'an got out of the car, and saw the rusty iron door creaking open, revealing the tumbling black waves behind the door, almost overflowing the door frame.

There is a skull of some kind of animal hanging on the top of the iron gate, and the long fangs are still dripping with blood. When it falls into the churning black mist, it seems that the hissing sound of corrosion can still be heard, as if this is not a drop of blood but a deadly one. sulfuric acid.

Xun An flicked his sleeves in disgust, wiped off the stinky blood on his teeth, and stepped into the iron gate.

"I'm a clean freak, don't fix these useless things next time."

His figure disappeared into the darkness, and the skull on the iron door fell to the ground with a thud, breaking into several pieces, not much harder than a watermelon.

"as you wish."

There seems to be whispers in the ethereal void.

----

In the narrow iron cage, the noble god opened his eyes.

The stench of saliva and the rusty smell of blood filled the entire space, making people have nowhere to hide. Every time they took a breath, they felt that the four meridians were polluted by the dirty and turbid breath.

Xun An glanced across, although his vision was dim, he could vaguely recognize that it was an iron cage, covered with a thick layer of sackcloth, blocking the opportunity to patrol the outside world.

"Hey, do you think the single-cage person will win this time?"

A loud voice suddenly sounded outside the cage, Xun An was about to break open the iron cage and leave, when he heard the words, he stopped moving.

"Who knows, it's not because of his face that he looks a bit like the prince's lover who died early, or because of his frail body, whether he can survive the first round or not."

Grand Duke?

This level is a little higher than Arnold, I just hope that people are not Arnold's type.

"Shh, you don't want to live anymore? If someone listens to this, be careful with your head. Burris is gaining power now. I guess even if someone wins the first prize this time, it may not be as good as him."

"Don't worry, the medicine didn't work, and they are all asleep. Besides, you think everyone is like him. You don't want to be rich and rich, but you have to rely on the moody Grand Duke. You really think you have a long life."

"Okay, don't say a few words, it will be noon soon, and it's time for us to get ready."

The sound of footsteps gradually faded away, Xun's comforting palm was pressed on the thick straight rod of the iron cage's forearm, and he put down his hand again before he could exercise his strength.

Listening to the exchange between the two just now, I should not be the only one locked here. Instead of just escaping so bluntly and bumping around like headless chickens, it is better to let nature take its course and adapt to the situation.

About half a quarter of an hour later, Xun An, who was concentrating on meditation, got up, and then the iron cage shook for a while, and the ear-piercing sound of rubbing and the discussion of everyone after waking up continued to enter the ears.

There was a rustling sound of wheels rolling, followed by the sound of bang bang bang bang and the collision of chains, slap, and solid knocking sound. Xun An speculated that it should be the sound of the suspension bridge door falling to the ground.

The sudden bursts of cheers and shouts were like thunderclaps, which could not be resisted even with thick cloth covering them.

After a little subsidence, the majestic horns and majestic drums sounded in unison, setting off even bigger waves of cheers.

It was also at this time that the cloth on the iron cage was torn off, and a strong and stimulating light was thrown into the cage, and the heat of the sun could roast the raw meat to medium-rare.

The stepped high platforms in all directions were crowded with people, the high-level people stood and waved their hands, all of them yelling with red faces and broken voices, which was annoying.The people sitting on the lower floor are well dressed, and behind them there is an attendant who is responsible for holding an umbrella to shade the sun.

There is only one vacant seat in the entire auditorium, which is a separate area separated by a stone wall in the front row due north.

Even the dignitaries in the same row are just holding umbrellas to enjoy the shade, but there is a small round table carved in solid wood, a high chair inlaid with precious stones, and the walls on both sides are covered with light white gauze. It is covered with several layers of soft silk and satin to cover the scorching sun, which is endlessly luxurious and precious.

The high platform is nearly two meters high, and an arched door opening is opened in the east, west, north, and dense big iron gates.

To the south is where they came out a while ago, a drawbridge gate was built and now it's been pulled up again.

They seemed to be locked in a big cage from a small cage, without any possibility of escape.

Xun An's eyes fell on the surroundings. There were five cages including him in the round loess open space, which was estimated to be two football fields in size. There were a lot of people in the four cages other than him. Roughly, there were about 50 people. Wear long trousers of linen.

Just this scene, he subconsciously thought of the famous Colosseum in ancient times, and couldn't help but evoked a smile.

Horror games might turn into action games, that would be easy.

A few soldiers in leather armor holding guns ran to their iron cage, took off a large bunch of keys from their waists, and unlocked the heavy locks on the cage one by one.

Xun An walked out of the cage, and faced the astonished expressions of the soldiers above, as if he had seen something horrifying to the world.

Someone next to him was the first to react, pulling the stunned soldier to the side, whispering, and secretly observing Xun An.

The slightly older soldier clapped his palms twice, directing the people in the cage to gather together.

"You all know why you came to participate in the bid winning meeting, I don't want to talk nonsense, have you seen the wooden box under the stage over there?"

He raised his hand and pointed, and everyone looked in the direction. Several log boxes displayed side by side were piled up beside the arched door in the east.

"There are leather armor and weapons for self-defense in the box, you can choose whatever you want. Of course, the things inside are different, and what kind of equipment you can get depends on your own luck."

The soldier captain showed a sly smile, "Don't pick it for too long...or it will be very dangerous."

The competition has already started from this moment, there is no process of introducing each other, and dozens of unfamiliar opponents rush to the weapon box that can provide them with a little sense of security.

Fighting for a better quality long sword, fighting for the ground, wasting too much energy before the official match started.

But it was a favorite scene for the audience in the stands, laughing and yelling, thinking it wasn't enough.

Xun An only felt that they were making noise, so he followed in a leisurely manner. When they were almost finished, he randomly picked a rusty European long sword from the rest of the pile of rags.

"I have a slightly better knife here, you can use it."

A long scimitar with dull luster and rough blade came into Xun An's sight.

He looked sideways, and saw a young man who was similar in size to him smiling and showing kindness, with a two-finger-wide cowhide whip pinned to his waist.

"why?"

Xun An didn't think there were any pure little angels in this background, so he didn't accept the scimitar handed over by the other party.

"I don't know why, maybe it's because you look good hehe..."

He scratched his head, laughed foolishly a few times, then seemed to remember something, pulled Xun An with a knife and ran along the wall to the south.

It was only then that Xun An noticed that these people were scattered, far away from the east.

The spectators in the stands gradually quieted down, and their eyes no longer paid attention to the winners on the field. Instead, they looked at the group of people entering from the entrance and exit of the high platform in the west. The broad way of "seats" does not have to avoid the spectators who are seated like other people.

The leading man was dressed in a black pleated long gown and a shawl with dark pattern tassels, strolling in the courtyard, as if he was not in a bloody and cruel arena, but his own imperial garden.

The servants behind him followed with small steps holding white umbrellas, and one of them, Xun An, looked very familiar to him.

They entered the private room and lowered the white gauze curtains that had been drawn up on the wall, layer upon layer, obscuring the prying eyes of the outside world.

"Hurry up and hold it. Although it's a little bit of a pause, it must be more useful than your rusty sword." The unknown young man forced the scimitar into Xun'an's hand.

Xun An weighed this machete, and conservatively estimated its weight to be more than 2.5 kilograms. Using it with one hand is almost cumbersome, and the blade is stiff, like scrap iron. No wonder no one chooses it.

He glanced at the young man casually. Even though he was covered by a long coat and looked slender, no one knew how strong his muscles were under the clothes.

In this field, there are no friends who go hand in hand, only enemies with two sides.

Xun An chuckled, "Then thank you very much."

A beast's roar resounded throughout the audience, and a vigorous figure rushed out from the opened iron gate in the east, rolling up the flying loess.

"Don't move."

The young man dragged Xun An against the wall, beckoning him not to move.

The huge male lion flicked its thick and long tail, its khaki mane exploded like sharp thorns, its bloody mouth gaped and roared non-stop, and its dark golden pupils gave off a dangerous signal.

Such a strong adult male lion is far inferior to its human opponent in strength and speed, and it is basically close to death.

The audience was once again full of enthusiasm and voices, and the noise continued to stimulate the excited lion.

It scans the surrounding snatchers back and forth, looking for prey.

The young man exclaimed in a low voice, covering his mouth to block the remaining voices that did not leak out.

I saw the male lion rushing forward violently, being pushed by a staggering human being, his low growl was like the roar of a demon.

The bidder followed and ran away as far as possible, but the man who was pushed out was not so lucky. Even if he rolled and crawled, he was so frightened that he dropped his helmet and armor, he still couldn't escape the range of the lion's hunting.

The blood splattered on the ground like splashed ink, and the smell of blood spread quickly.

The waves of excited shouts were higher than the waves, overshadowing the screams of the poor people who were bitten, vividly reflecting the coldness of human nature.