Yasen Crow...

What did this guy suddenly run out for?

While thinking, Turing looked at the airship above and confirmed that it was a drone, a projection ship dedicated to the master of the arena.

“Amazing achievement…”

As the sounds of a large number of loudspeakers were rising together, the words of "The Lord of Arena" were conveyed to the entire arena, and the boiling crowd suddenly became quiet, with only whispers coming.

The Lord of the Arena rarely appears like this. While the crowd was talking about this, they naturally heard the announcement made by the host of the ring just now—

Hunting Promotion Competition.

"Beast Fighting, you have never lost in just two months and have achieved 49 consecutive victories. And during this period, you have frequently refreshed the execution records. You have surpassed 98% of the gladiator in this city. Do you know what this means?"

"This means that you are more dazzling than other beasts and deserve... the glory that is sown in this ancient Colosseum."

The cheering team was excitedly shouted from Turing's voiceprint capturer, as if in their opinion, the beast fighting star they were chasing and recognized received full recognition and commendation.

"The beast you executed half a minute ago has officially entered the ranking of the top 30, which also means that you are qualified to receive my personal announcement. You will officially start the hunting and promotion competition...it will be tomorrow."

The stands were silent for a brief moment, then they entered an uproar and noise-

They have never seen such rapid progress.

Just getting the qualification and having to arrange a promotion before you even finish the game?

"As an excellent gladiator, I think you don't need to prepare extra... Today you have obtained this qualification through your own efforts, and tomorrow, you will also usher in the most glorious moment of your life through your own efforts... Blaze of Fraud."

"I think you should have no objection, right?"

The ground cracked at the foot, Turing opened his animal kiss and grinned his teeth:

"certainly."

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Blaze's nest.

"He just finished his 49th straight win, and he did what most players didn't do, but the Lord of the Arena told him to let him enter the promotion without any rest and preparation? I've never seen anything more crazy than this!"

"Although I think the organizer may have his own plans, I have to be honest, this is really inappropriate. It is like this for any player. Except for the mayfly level, you have never seen a beast fighting game that can compete in three games a day. It is more dedicated than any player in the plunder level, really."

"Go to you, Lorian Witt!"

Iliad put down the controller in his hand, and the projection of the central holographic image was frozen at the moment of cursing.

It's morning, and this is an interview video after last night's gladiator ended, mainly targeting the crowd with Blaze's support team.

"He seems anxious...I think he has malicious intentions towards you."

"This is already very obvious, Haiyin's younger brother." Turing, who was lying on the side like a hill, raised his eyes.

After half a month of fighting and evolutionary research, his size has exceeded twenty meters long.

"We have contact with Trent, and the Royal Guards failed to bring back what he wanted. Anyone would panic. He was anxious to drive me into the cage and silence me."

Turing understands this mentality and fails to accomplish anything, so he has to find something for himself to calm down. To put it pragmatically, it would rather kill a thousand people by mistake than let one go.

After Iliad's intelligence gathering last night, the beasts and agents who had contact with Trent within a month were facing liquidation. One of the beasts named Histon was thrown into a plundering "Bloody Arena" melee, and the time is also today.

That was a guy Turing met when he first visited Trent. Because he reported to Sang Tukik, Turing and him were quite a grudge.

"That's right, but that means that today's promotion may not be that simple." Iliad looked solemn and a little nervous.

At this time, the doorbell rang.

In half a minute, Iliad brought a deliveryman in:

"Haiyin is here."

The delivery man grinned, and a flash of light and shadow turned into a blue-haired Manik.

"The surveillance network has been too dense recently. We'd better hurry up. The deliveryman I knocked out is still in the trash can." Manick's appearance, Haiyin twisted his earplugs and shook the rain on his body. "So, hurry up? I happened to have a very amazing discovery, which can greatly reduce risks."

"Go inside and talk." Turing stood up and walked towards the physiological preparation room.

"Hey wait. Iliad, you signed for this." Haiyin took out a delivery panel and stuffed it into the somewhat confused Iliad's hand.

"Does it be necessary to do his job as a deliveryman?"

"If you put it back later, that guy has to drive over, which will arouse suspicion. I'm kind enough to help him finish everything." Hai Yin waved his hand.

"When will you think of this problem?" Iliad was new.

"Ph!" Hai Yin spat two quaint saliva, turned around and followed Turing's butt toward the physiological preparation room.

Iliad finished signing the board with a twitching face, and didn't want to see her for a moment.

"You seem to be more and more skillful." Turing glanced at the small block projected in Haiyin's hand.

"The old man urges me to do exercises next to my ear every day so as not to lose my chain at critical moments... And I often need this thing when entering and leaving sensitive areas inside the Secret Hall."

"How are the vicious strains used?"

"Although I can't play with that evil weapon like you, I'm still quite skilled. I think it's okay to deal with today's plan." Hai Yin's arm twisted and quickly returned to normal.

"What you are facing may be a whole royal guard, don't take it lightly."

"Has I been a gangster boss?" Hai Yin pouted, but Turing didn't want to see it because it was Manick's face.

During the conversation, the group entered the physiological preparation room.

"When it comes to this, is your side the most likely thing to get into trouble, right? Yasen Crow is obviously silenced." Haiyin frowned.

"So, what about what I asked you to bring me?"

Haiyin pulled out a piece of the large package behind him like a drawer and placed it on the laboratory bench to open it. There were more than a dozen silver stacks inside.

"Good." Turing's brief comment.

"I can really get this thing." Iliad walked up in a little shock, "There is indeed a large number of illegal operations inside the Secret Hall..."

"These are all made from Anding District... Haha, they call it the 'original place'. The children's dream in this life is to be fighting beasts, looking at the statue of the lord of the arena standing there day and night. The Secret Hall is responsible for realizing their dreams regularly when they grow up. They are really great charity... Can the old man be quiet? I'm not talking about you." Hai Yin twisted the earplugs with an upset look.

"So back to the point... I found something here, and I think... I can continue to try the route on the Great Holy Grail."

Haiyin put away his expression, took out a piece of bar data disk, and gently flicked his thumb to open the interface cover, and inserted it into the computer in the room.

A large amount of data projection is displayed in front of everyone-

[Valley Plan].

"I found more information about this thing. Do you think... can you give it to the Great Holy Grail as evidence?"

"This is..." Iliad looked at the holographic image in front of him solemnly.

"Sure enough..." The white air spurted out from Turing's lips and teeth. "The Heroic Temple Plan... They hoarded beasts under the nose of the Great Holy Grail in the name of promoting the transformation of the Colosseum project. They sent various brainwashed "glory" remarks to the civilians in Anding District through signal stations, and built the Super Limit Colosseum into a place of faith and dreams, affecting the refugees in Anding District. They are the source of the Super Limit and the Secret Hall beasts. Looking at this information, I'm afraid more people have been sent to the Secret Hall..."

What this shows above is a deeper content than Turing discovered before.

"The old man told me that this is a symbol of the Secret Hall building an army." Haiyin lit a cigarette for himself, "If Secret Hall building an army... are they targeting the Great Holy Grail... or the Temple? If that's the case, give it to the Great Holy Grail as evidence of Yasen Crow's rebellion... Damn, can you stop quarreling in my ear? Is it a problem that your identity is gone now? Blaze is almost gone!"

She angrily pulled out the Lorian Witter earplugs.

"My dear sister, I thought your brain had become bright..." Iliad smiled bitterly, "Although this data easily reminds us of the fact that the Secret Hall is building an army, it cannot have much impact on it. Because there is no core thing here, such as the "Armature Plan", which are all scraps of experimental logs. If we hadn't understood it enough, we would not have speculated the purpose of the Secret Hall, and the army... After all, it is just an idea, and we have no substantial evidence."

"It's already the limit to getting these things. This is the case when Lorien Witt gave me a move." Haiyin sipped his cigarette in annoyed manner, "So what about Blaze, what do you think?"

"As planned," the beast fighter's head spurted a breath of white breath. "Asen Crow will definitely take action against us. Although it surprised me yesterday that his projection appeared in person, everything was in the imagination. This information confirmed my previous guess, but it could not play a fundamental role. The plan was implemented as usual."

Turing poured all the stacked box that Haiyin took out into his mouth.

"But...if the assassination failed..." Hai Yin's face turned pale, "Even if the Royal Guard can't do anything to me, those fighting beasts can step on the soles of my shoes..."

"So, I have to make sure that everything is under my control. It's time for the old man to come out and get some breath." Turing raised his paws to Haiyin.

"He just saw the interview on the holographic screen and was scolding him, and he couldn't hold back." Haiyin pulled out his earplugs and switched to speaker mode. Lorien Witt's voice suddenly rang in everyone's ears:

"This little girl is so naive! I have said that the Great Grail won't work, and if the Great Grail kills my body, even if Yasen Crow dies, then I..."

Bang!

In the dazed eyes of the other two, the exquisite top of the Eagle Cang hand explored into the "Guihun" exoskeleton lining that Haiyin was wearing, and pulled out Lorian Witt's stack body.

"Hey...what are you doing?"

"It's not this old man."

A silver stack appeared on Turing's fingertips, and then he inserted it lightly into it.

"It's this one."

After reading the not-so-long consciousness, the voices that were processed by Guihun came vaguely:

"here it is……?"

"I haven't met for a while, Trent."
Chapter completed!