Infinite Sims

Can you live with your head off?

As long as you are a normal person, you know what the answer is.

He also knew that Jiang Ren, who had repeatedly fallen into desperation and broke out repeatedly in this final that unexpectedly turned into a deathmatch, and even took out the second spirit summoner, was too dead to die.

There can be no more reversals and miracles.

Because the birth of both requires suitable soil, and death means that the soil no longer exists.

"Miss, are you... all right?"

Sylvia looked at Vivienne, whose eyes had completely faded, and reached out to help her.

In a daze, it seemed to go back to the day after the young lady received the news of her father's death a few years ago, that dark night with heavy rain.

"I'm fine."

Vivian's chin was almost buried in her chest, without any fluctuation in her tone, she subconsciously pushed Sylvia away who touched her arm.

Caught off guard.

Sylvia sat down on the ground and let out a slight paining sound.

"Sorry, I didn't pay attention just now."

Vivienne turned her head, and then woke up from the unconscious state just now, and quickly helped her maid up.

Sylvia shook her little head: "I'm fine, but it's you, Miss."

"I'm fine. All of this is guided by fate. All I can do is follow the path of fate."

A smile appeared on Vivian's face, and she could no longer see the slightest bit of sadness and loneliness. It seemed that everything just now was an illusion.

The colorful python beside him vomited the snake core.

The purple vertical pupils almost turned into a thin line, staring closely at the VIP room where Eric was, like a mark before predation.

"Miss……"

Sylvia bit her lips lightly, knowing that it took her several years to open her heart, she closed herself again.

And this time, it may well be forever.

"There are always some people who think that talent is strength, and they don't need to put others in their eyes. In fact, most of them died in the middle. Whether it is a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, who knows."

Eric poured all the red wine that had just been filled in the goblet into his mouth, and showed a provocative smile to Vivienne's spirit-calling color python diagonally opposite.

This feeling of destroying a genius is really wonderful.

"According to the Hope Act, how will Eric be punished?"

On the aisle in the stands, Leif looked at Junichiro Sato who was laughing loudly on the arena, and asked his assistant Bolius.

Bolius looked serious: "If nothing else is found out, it should be ten to fifteen years in prison."

"It's a bit heavy."

Leif shook his head and said: "Send him to the Arena of Despair, as long as he can survive for three months, he will be exonerated from all crimes and acquitted."

"Yes."

Bolius felt a chill in his heart.

The minimum sentence of more than ten years has become three months in the arena of despair. From the perspective of time, this seems to be an extremely cost-effective thing.

But in fact.

There are very few people who can survive three months in the Arena of Despair, and all of them are spiritual summoners who stand at the peak of human beings, and if they cannot survive, they will only die.

Bolius didn't think that a person who obtained an ordinary arena by showing off tricks and tricks would have that kind of tyrannical strength.

"Notify them, the arrest begins."

Leif took one last look at the arena and was about to leave, but he stopped suddenly just after he took half a step.

Immediately, he turned his head and looked at the gladiatorial space in the center of the duel arena.

"No one wants to threaten me..."

Sato Junichiro, who was half kneeling on the ground and celebrating loudly, suddenly felt a heart palpitation, and when he looked up, he saw a scene that horrified him.

I saw the headless body in front of me, and the blood-red knife in my hand was raised high at some point.

moment.

The knife slashed down, and the shadow of blood flashed.

The audience in the stands only heard a miserable cry, and found that Junichiro Sato, who was celebrating the victory just now, had his arms cut off by Qi Gen, and the two arms that lost their support fell to the ground.

"Miss, he's not dead! He's not dead! He's still alive!"

Seeing this scene, Silvia hurriedly shouted to Vivienne who was looking down at a pocket watch behind her, and was quite incoherent due to excitement.

"I know you're doing it for my own good, but you shouldn't be making fun of it."

Vivienne raised her head, and through the view window, she saw the gladiatorial space that had turned into a circular arena. The last word "laugh" stopped in her mouth, and she murmured: "He is really still alive."

Unconsciously, two lines of tears flowed from her eyes, which were tears of joy.

"Didn't I say that I won't be the one who dies today?"

Jiang Ren looked at Junichiro Sato who kept screaming with contempt, and controlled his body to pick up his head: "Why do you think you can win?"

"You are not human, you are not human!"

Junichiro Sato saw this weird scene.

I forgot the pain in my shoulders for an instant, and my mind was filled with an emotion called fear.

"I'm not human? Are you?"

Jiang Ren put his head back on the bleeding neck, and the cut disappeared quickly, as if his head had never left his neck.

In fact.

This new summoner named by him as the swordsman is also a twin summoner, and what he possesses is not this humanoid phantom, but the knife in his hand.

In this case, as long as the knife is okay, he will be fine.

Even if this humanoid summoning spirit was chopped into pieces, it would still have little effect. The reason why he chose to reinstall his head instead of recovering it directly was only to reduce the consumption of mental energy.

"When you used the last knife, I had at least two chances to kill you. Do you know why I didn't do it?"

Jiang Ren took a knife and threw all the blood out of it.

Junichiro Sato seemed to think of something.

The face that was already frightened was now full of fear and fear.

Without any hesitation, he supported his weak body and knelt on the ground, and kowtowed heavily to Jiang Ren: "Forgive me, please forgive me!"

"Forgive you? Then why didn't you spare the stone ape?"

Jiang Ren looked at the snow-white blade that could clearly reflect his own face, with a calm face and a gentle tone. It seems that this is not a fighting space where you can live and die, but a quiet restaurant where you can enjoy afternoon tea.

"vomit!"

Suddenly, Sato Junichiro spat out a blood-red lump of meat, and then showed a provocative smile at Jiang Ren.

Judging from the shape of the piece of meat, it seemed to be half of his tongue.

"Can you have some common sense?"

Jiang Ren glanced at the piece of meat, and sighed helplessly: "Bite off your tongue is the most stupid way to commit suicide, unless you are going to block your throat with blood and suffocate yourself to death."

By doing this, the other party obviously knew what he was going to do to him next, so he wanted to commit suicide in this way, but it was a pity that he lacked the necessary common sense.

"Ah, ah ah ah"

Hearing this, Sato Junichiro's expression changed drastically, and he kept kowtowing to Jiang Ren.

On the one hand, he hoped that Jiang Ren could give him a good time, and on the other hand, he wanted to kill himself by smashing his head.

"You may not know it, but I'm a kind person."

"How you treated the stone ape in the death fight back then, I will pay back ten times today. If it is ten times, it is ten times. It is definitely only a lot more."

Jiang Ren put the blade back into the scabbard on his back, then stepped on Sato Junichiro's head, and said softly: "Have you ever heard of a punishment called Ling Chi? Simply put, it is to cut the flesh of the prisoner It cost thousands of knives to cut one piece at a time, and lasted for three or four days."

"Ah ah ah ah ah."

Junichiro Sato struggled in fear.

But he swung the strongest knife and was seriously injured, unable to move the foot that landed on his head.

"There are a lot of people."

Jiang Ren looked at the stands full of people, and was not prepared to carry out this cruel punishment in front of the public.

After all, the lingering punishment is too deep for the stimulation of the senses.

Even if these spectators often watch bloody wrestling in the arena, I am afraid that no less than 70% of them will feel uncomfortable.

"Gentlemen and ladies, welcome to the Rose Arena and watch the final of the Rose Arena. The final is now over. I, Shi Yong, thank you on behalf of all the staff of the Rose Arena!"

Jiang Ren took off his blood-stained bamboo hat, changed directions several times, and bowed to the audience in the stands to express his gratitude.

soon.

Thunderous applause sounded in the stands.

"Shi Yong! Shi Yong!! Shi Yong!!!"

Immediately, a name resounded over the arena, and even the residents living near the arena faintly heard it.

Outside the arena, in this city.

More people who "watched" the finals on the radio were stunned by the commentary on the battle situation. If they hadn't considered the honesty of the selected channel, they might have thought it was a fraud.

But even so, many people still doubt it because they haven't seen it with their own eyes.

But at this moment, when they heard the commentator chanting the winner's name, they couldn't help shouting out the name. At this moment, there seemed to be only one voice in the entire city.

Bring all the voices together and hear only one name.

——Shi Yong!

Under Jiang Ren's suggestion.

The commentary of the Rose Arena quickly announced the end of the game, skipped many steps, and began to clear the field.

"You think I lost?"

Eric looked at the dwindling crowd in the stands, his facial features gradually twisted together, and then looked gloomyly at Jiang Ren who was stepping on Sato Junichiro's head, waiting for the crowd to evacuate.

He couldn't figure out how a person's head had already fallen off, so why was he still alive?

But these are not important now, if I do nothing, then from today onwards, the Qiangwei Arena will no longer belong to me.

Lost this special industry.

The halo on her body will fade away, and the proud title of nobility is no different from those upstarts.

"Fortunately, I made two-handed preparations."

Thinking of this, Eric smiled coldly.

Long before the start of this gladiatorial fight, he had deployed a lot of manpower outside the passageway that Vivian must pass through among the VIPs, just for the current situation.

As long as Vivienne is dead.

As the only person in the Qiangwei family who has the right to inherit, he will get the Qiangwei Arena and all the properties of the Qiangwei family.

At that time, it is only necessary to push Vivienne's death above the vendetta.

Anyway, she had studied at the Illusory Spiritualist Academy in other places for a few years, and no one could tell if she offended someone during that time.

As for the reputation of the arena after the assassination accident.

As there is only one arena in a city, this is a unique business, so there is no need to worry about it.

Moreover, even if there will be an impact.

At the very least, it's much better than watching the arena get out of its own name.