Immortal Martial God

Chapter 170 Danger Game (3)

Somewhere in Hundred Beasts City.

The view here was very good. At night, one could see the prosperity of Hundred Beasts City.

However, there were no moonstones in the room and they were trapped in a faint darkness.

A man wearing a strange smile mask was leaning against a chair, playing with the eagle eyes in his hands with interest.

It was because three seconds ago, a voice that wasn't part of the mission came from within Eagle's eyes.

"It's time to talk."

Beside the masked man stood four solemn but muscular guards. These four guards did not dare to laugh. From the killing intent on their faces, they could tell that they were four martial arts veterans who had experienced many life and death battles.

These four guards were extremely accomplished. When the masked man did not greet them, they were like four sculptures, motionless. They could not even hear the sound of breathing.

The masked man did not say anything, but in Eagle's eyes, ever since the black-clothed man said his first sentence, there was no sound either.

But they all knew in their hearts that they were all here!

This was like a silent game. It depended on whose patience was better and who could last until the end.

After a full five minutes, the masked man finally laughed. He put his Eagle's Eye close to the masked man's mouth and whispered, "I have to admit, your performance made me feel refreshed."

"You were originally just a small mission target for us. To be honest, I didn't expect you to be able to do this."

"I admire you very much, so now I formally extend an invitation to you. Are you willing to join us? From prey to hunter?"

After five minutes of silence, the black-clothed man finally said, "Thank you for looking up to me, but … I refuse."

"Haha." The masked man leaned lazily against the back of his seat and said, "Based on my analysis of your personality, I expected that you would answer like this."

"Since you've already decided to fight me, then I might as well tell you …"

"You have no idea who I am, nor do you know how powerful I am."

A voice came from the eagle's eyes, "This sentence also tells you that you don't know who I am, nor do you know how powerful I am."

At this point, the connection between the two eagle eyes was unilaterally cut off by the black-clothed man.

"Interesting." The masked man crossed his legs and said, "I didn't expect that I would actually come to Hundred Beasts City this time. I actually met such an interesting person."

At this time, one of the guards was very surprised. Without receiving a summons from the masked man, he took a step forward and said, "Young Lord, there was wind in Eagle's eyes just now."

"Wind?" The masked man was stunned.

In the next moment, one of the rows of eagle eyes on the table in front of him let out a crisp "ding" sound.

After that, the Eagle Eye sent a message, "We have arrived at the target location. The yellow-robed player died and the black-robed man disappeared. Please give us instructions for the next step."

"When did you disappear?" The masked man's voice did not reach the player's ears directly, but turned into words.

Immediately after, the player's voice sounded out from Eagle's eyes again, "I'm not sure."

The masked man played with his eagle eyes and said thoughtfully, "The sound of the wind … disappeared … the sound of the wind …"

Suddenly, the masked man shouted, "Not good! The yellow-robed man knows where the black-robed man's storage ring is!"

He grabbed one of the eagle eyes on the table and hurriedly said to it, "The black-clothed man is approaching you …"

"Damn it!" The masked man struck the table with his fist and coldly said, "That black-clothed man deliberately slowed down the pace of his speech just now. He was trying to buy time!"

Within a weapons forging factory in Hundred Beasts City, South City.

Many workers were smashing and forging weapons. They mixed some high-grade demonic beast blood with the cooling water to increase the toughness of the weapons.

There were also some weapons that were forged from the sharp claws and teeth of demonic beasts. These weapons were much more intelligent than ordinary weapons, but they were difficult to forge.

"Heh, what black-clothed man, he's just playing tricks on me." Tyrant Tiger said disdainfully on a pile of weapons that had failed to forge and were piled up into a small mountain.

Beside him stood six martial artists, plus the Tyrant Tiger, a total of seven people. Each of them was a second level Origin Realm expert, while the Tyrant Tiger was a rare third level Origin Realm expert!

"I think so." A female martial artist was looking into the mirror and elegantly dressed herself, "That black-clothed man is only a mere Guiyuan 1st layer martial artist, what's there to worry about?"

"I think they were too careless! A bunch of trash underestimated the black-clothed man, and that's why the black-clothed man succeeded many times." A muffled voice came from the mouth of a sturdy man who did not look like a human.

The man's height had already reached an astonishing 2.5 meters, and he was constantly tossing and playing with a three-meter-tall axe in his hand!

The weight of the axe was frightening. Every time it was thrown up and landed in the hands of the strong man, even the ground trembled violently.

"Unfortunately, I haven't had the chance to fight him yet." On the other side, a skinny man with a long sword in his arms shrieked, "Relying on my speed, the Tyrant Tiger Realm, and the Thunder Dragon's strength."

"Keep it safe and let that black-clothed brat come and go!"

"I say, Senior Li." Tyrant Tiger turned his head towards the distance and sinicized, "How long will it take for the black-clothed man to undo his storage ring?"

An old voice came from afar, "Give me two more days."

"Boring …" Tyrant Tiger lazily whispered, "Why can't we take on the mission to fight the black-clothed man? We really have nothing to do. There's no place for us to use it …"

Right at this moment, the eagle's eyes beside Tyrant's body made a crisp ding sound, followed by a line of words,

The black-clothed man is approaching you. Mission instruction: Move the location immediately. Don't let the black-clothed man get the storage ring.

"Why don't you let us fight!" The burly thunder dragon jumped up and roared like a bell, "I want to personally slaughter that black-clothed brat!"

"Thunder Dragon!" Tyrant Tiger berated, "You know what happens to the rebellion mission. We can't …"

"Is that so?" A faint voice interrupted Tyrant Tiger's words, and that voice actually came from behind the seven of them.

The seven of them turned around at the same time. A man in a black robe was quietly looking at him.

"Hiss … so fast!" Tyrant Tiger jumped up in shock and shouted, "Fight!"

"Not good! The storage ring has been robbed!" The old voice in the distance suddenly became anxious.

"What?" The seven of them were stunned at the same time.

Looking again, the black-clothed man raised his right hand with a faint smile. He was clearly holding his own storage ring in his hand.

At that moment, the black-clothed man's wrist that was holding the storage ring trembled, and a three-meter-tall saber soared into the sky!

"My weapon is finally … back."