"Did the old man just say what Oracle that prayer was?" Ivan turned to ask a way
"Said to him that the Oracle represents’ they’ to choose soldiers and sacrifices … grass I suddenly thought of this broadcast is not Koran after they were brought in? They shouldn’t be chosen as sacrifices, should they? " Leighton was shocked. He had no doubt that this group of believers who had been seriously brainwashed could do such a barbaric and cruel thing as offering a living sacrifice.
"If Asano Akira had an accident, they wouldn’t even have a chance to send a signal." Ivan looked up at the top wall of area B. "Since he didn’t see the signal, he should be fine."
"If they didn’t even have a chance to send a signal, we wouldn’t have gone to that situation," Ivan added
Chapter three hundred and sixty-nine Be regarded as heresy heresy by heresy
At the same time, the other end of the residential area
In the face of the physical mutant Kelan is not as desperate as most onlookers expected … Even the bitter struggle is not the second battle. Even Kelan himself feels a little incredible.
Although this mutant is very strong, he is also a miner who lives in the bottom of society. His understanding of fighting is limited to the level of street gangs fighting, and he has never received unified fighting training.
His advantage in dealing with people who haven’t learned to fight can have a process suppression effect, but it’s not enough to watch before the trainer.
No matter how big the power is, it is just a brute force. After the mutant got the dagger, he descended on Kelan and attacked with the slightest skill. The composition is also full of flaws, and the microgravity environment also weakens the impact of the power gap to a very small extent
Kelan easily got rid of this opponent without the help of stopping power.
Kelan didn’t kill him, but he broke the tendon of the mutant’s limbs and wrists. The mutant’s recovery speed will be the same in a few days.
But God’s servant followers didn’t let him live-when Koran hit the dagger in the mutant’s hand and kicked it out, those followers embraced it and the sharp steel fork nailed the mutant and splashed it out. The blood fountain instantly dyed the cloaks of these followers red.
"Losers will sacrifice great things to the gods," said the servant in the same tone. "You passed the second round."
Clan thumb dagger rough surface gently rubbed … He knew that the other party must have doubts about their identity-although he had just tried to disguise those professional fighting skills as much as possible in the battle, there were still some things exposed.
People who know little about fighting can see that those fighting moves of Kelan are very precise and efficient, which have been condensed by generations of hard work. The essence is not that amateurs can master them by relying on the so-called "diagram" of the net.
To achieve Kelan’s level, it takes at least two years of training, and it’s also the kind of top training course with extremely expensive registration. Miners like them probably haven’t even heard of the names of these training courses … These things belong to two different worlds from their lives.
Even if some miners have this hobby, they can’t spend half a month’s salary to pay for the course in one class … People at the bottom of the Ark society like miners have to solve their own food and clothing problems before they are qualified to think about other things.
"But this guy doesn’t seem to be in a hurry to expose me …" Koran stared at the servant of God more than ten meters away, and the servant of God looked up and scanned the miners in the gap between the kneeling scaffolding-it was obvious that he was choosing the last opponent in Koran.
"It’s a pity that this guy with a helmet root can’t see his expression and eyes, otherwise how many can also receive some information" Koran heart dark sigh a way.
God servant’s sight stopped. He slowly raised his arm and pointed to someone. "Come here."
This time, the servant of God chose a "newcomer" who arrived at the sick village with Kelan, but let Kelan say that he loved to die and just chose one of the two "priests"!
The chosen one is the "priest" who tattooed the "emblem" on his neck. This is a tall, thin middle-aged man. His arms are wrapped in thick bandages from wrist to elbow, and the bandage surface is permeated with dark red blood, which seems to tell others that the flesh and blood on the bandage surface has been seriously festered-but Ke Lan can see at a glance that the blood is dyed and the outermost bandage is infected by dirty blood, and the layer is cleaner than the next.
This blood is seeping from the outside to the inside. If there is something wrong with his arms, the bandage stains should be the opposite.
That’s how you handle a palm bandage …
This "priest" is also a fake patient like Kelan … but compared with those real patients, his body has something more deadly.
Erosive species
The mutant’s body hasn’t been dragged away yet. Kelan knows that the chosen person in this sacrificial ceremony has two choices: victory or death. Whether he killed the priest or not will definitely be released in the end.
Kelan didn’t carry any underwater caves, and all the cones were made into weapons. The only weapon that could kill erosive species was Asano Akira’s handle disguised as a guiding staff combat knife, but if Asano Akira did it, their identity would be completely exposed.
The third opponent is much more difficult to deal with than the mutant with a brute force just now
The priest seemed to be a little surprised, but this surprised look disappeared completely after his face stayed for less than a second. He jumped from the scaffold and picked up the dagger that was hit by Kelan and flew far away.
"If I kill this man, do I have to win two more rounds to live?" He looked at the god servant sink and asked
"If you want to be a great warrior, you must win three games." The servant said that his tone was very blunt. A long sentence that was not too long was just divided into five short sentences by unnatural pause, which made Kelan deepen his previous doubts.
The "priest" didn’t say much, but rushed directly to Koran-the erosion strengthened his strength and speed, and he seemed to have no intention to hide it, and he broke out-they were nearly ten meters away, but in the blink of an eye, the distance was directly returned.