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Chapter 551

Chapter 551

"Boom!" A black shadow hit the ground from a high altitude, and metal fragments flew across!

"Cough! Cough! This...that's impossible!" Moersey in the pit coughed up a mouthful of blood, and looked up at Spartacus still floating above with difficulty, his eyes full of disbelief.

At this time, not only was Moersey's right arm twisted weirdly, but the armor on his body was also broken, and his body was covered in cuts and bruises.

In particular, a scorched black energy knife scar that almost cut him in half, and even his internal organs could be seen, made him completely lose the ability to stand up.

"Huh~huh~" Spartacus fell slowly, half-kneeling on the ground panting, his body was also injured in many places, except for no fatal wounds, there were only a lot more scars than Molesey.

The expression on his face at this time is also very complicated.

Should it be a surprise?But the feeling that his body was out of control made his hair stand on end.

Should we be afraid?But the excitement deep inside cannot be faked.

At this moment, he has no doubts that he really encountered an unexplainable mysterious incident, and the mysterious person who claimed to sign a contract with him really fulfilled his promise.

It's just the price for getting this power...is it really using your own body, or even your soul...

Recalling the experience of being involuntary several times just now, Spartacus can only think that his soul is really controlled by the devil...

In fact, the mechanical bug that just completed the "possession" operation naturally didn't have time to do any precise micro-manipulation, and even the nervous system of the Lions hadn't been analyzed yet.

But after all, he has rich experience in "enhancing" humanoid life, so in a short period of time, Spartacus was transformed into a fake "Wolverine", strengthened the moving bones of the limbs, and formed a set of simplified driving devices in the body, But it is very simple.

Nie Yun also used this to improve Spartak's combat effectiveness and perform remote "role control"!

"Hiss~ What did I see? The low-level fighters actually won?"

"It's...it's luck, okay? It seems to be weaker..."

"This guy seems to have a beast-like intuition. Those few kills were avoided by a hair. If it weren't for this, he might be the one lying down now."

"It's a lucky guy to jump from a low-level fighter to a high-level fighter."

"..."

Amidst the shock and discussion of the crowd below, Spartacus moved his scarred body with difficulty to walk in front of Moersey, raised the energy weapon on his arm and pointed it at him.

"It's over, Moersey!" Spartak looked at Morsey indifferently.

Even if he has some complex guilt towards him, the enemy is the enemy, and being kind to the enemy is cruel to himself. Such people have long been eliminated by cruel wars and trials.

"Oh..." Morsey laughed bitterly.

No matter how the opponent defeated him, failure equals death. This is the consensus that all Ryan warriors have long been accustomed to.

To be able to become a bronze-level fighter, each one is an elite who has emerged from the sea of ​​swords and blood step by step. The long-term brutal battle has already made them look down on life and death.

Not only the life and death of the enemy or comrades-in-arms, but also the life and death of oneself...

"Tell me, where is Sura and what have you done to her?"

Hearing Spartak's question, Moersey showed a strange look on his face, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

Seeing Moersey's weird expression, Spartak's heart sank suddenly.

Could it be...

"Damn it, you bastard!" Spartacus roared angrily.

Just when Spartacus was about to pull the trigger and kill Morsey, a familiar voice suddenly came to his ears.

"Spartacus!"

Spartacus was shocked, turned his head to look in the direction of the sound, and saw the figure that made him worry about it the next moment...

This is a tall female from the Lioness, wearing a dress that shows off her figure. From the aesthetic point of view of the Lions, she is definitely a beauty.

"Sura!" A hint of surprise flashed in Spartak's eyes. "You... are you okay?"

I thought that Sura would probably suffer insults and brutal treatment if she fell into the hands of Molesey, but judging from her body, there seemed to be no trace of abuse, not even a trace of scars, which made Spartacus again Surprised and happy.

"I'm fine, in fact...except for restricting my freedom, they didn't do anything to me." Sura glanced at Moersey who was seriously injured and fell to the ground with a complicated expression.

"What?!" Spartak turned to look at Morsey in disbelief.

"Hmph! Even if I want to take revenge, I won't do anything to an irrelevant woman!" Moersey snorted coldly, with the arrogance of a soldier in his tone.

Spartacus froze for a moment.

That's it!

Even if it was a senior bronze warrior, Moersey couldn't directly kill another bronze warrior.

So he took Sura away and created the illusion that Sura was being abused, just to stir up hatred and force himself to take the initiative to attack him...

From the beginning to the end, he never thought of hurting Sura...

Spartak's look at Moersey immediately became extremely complicated.

"Hmph! Don't look at me with that disgusting look, since you have defeated me openly, then take my head like a warrior!

I, Morsey, don't need anyone's pity, least of all yours! "Morsey snorted coldly.

Is it upright...

Spartak's face was hot, and he felt a little guilty for no reason.

"Master Spartacus, for the sake of us not intending to embarrass Miss Sura, please spare our lives!" Several people around Sura suddenly knelt down and begged.

These people were Moersey's retinue officers. Obviously, seeing that the situation was not good, they quickly released Su La.

"Bastards! Who told you to do unnecessary things! Cough cough!" Moersey said angrily, but coughed while touching the wound.

"Spartacus." Sura stared at her scarred sweetheart, without any extra words, just waiting for his decision, her eyes were full of tenderness.

Obviously, no matter what, this wave of heroes saving the beauty, Spartacus has completely captured the beauty's heart!

Spartacus hesitated for a moment, his tense face gradually eased, and finally he slowly lowered his arms...

The threat of letting the enemy go does exist, and he doesn't care about it, but the other party has never wanted to hurt Sura. This feeling must be accepted, and the only bad feeling towards Molesey has disappeared.

What's more, the victory was originally a cheating, just to save the sweetheart, but the glory of the warrior does not allow Spartacus to take the opponent's life with peace of mind!

And Moersey... is undoubtedly an opponent worthy of his respect!

"Ahem! Damn bastard! You will definitely regret what you did today!" Moersey couldn't help but angrily said.

"Do you think letting me go will make me grateful to Dade and cancel the relationship between us? You are wrong! I will retaliate against you even more crazily. There is only one of us destined to live!"

"It's up to you! I'll wait for your revenge, and then I'll beat you upright again!" Spartacus said seriously.

"Spartacus, I want to remind you that God of War Deathmatch stipulates that the only way to win is to kill your opponent. If you give up killing Morsey, then you will not be able to obtain the glory and status of a senior bronze warrior!" At this time, the commander suddenly spoke.

"Master Commander, I voluntarily give up this opportunity!" Spartak said without hesitation.

"Hmm... Interesting! Hehe..." The commander didn't feel annoyed that he came here in vain. He patted Spartacus on the shoulder appreciatively, and then left.

"Hey! This kid actually gave up and directly became a high-level fighter? Isn't his brain so funny!"

"I think this guy suits my taste, hey! Do you want to join our team, and I guarantee that you will be promoted to an intermediate fighter within half a year!"

"It's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to give up like this, how stupid! But... I like this kid a little bit, hahaha..."

"Well done, boy! Like my Lion warrior!"

"..."

All kinds of wild shouts and cheers sounded from the crowd below. Obviously, Spartak's behavior won the respect of these soldiers.

……

"Tsk! There is such a reverse plot, this interactive drama is unexpectedly very connotative..."

Seeing a group of low-resolution villains clapping and cheering around the hero and heroine on the screen, Catherine couldn't help but click her tongue in admiration.

But looking at the relish, it seems that I completely forgot what I was here for...

"Well... But this doesn't look like a bitter drama, it looks quite positive!" Catherine laughed.

"Uh... It's really unexpected..." Nie Yun was also a little speechless.

I thought it was a tragic hero, but after a long time...it's still a youthful, passionate and inspirational drama? !

Can I say that the director slipped his hands...

(End of this chapter)