Shadows of the Deep Space - Chapter 1706: 541: Carnival_5
Capítulo 1706: Chapter 541: Carnival_5
The convoy of the Holy Army was quickly allowed passage and proceeded straight towards the arena.
As the vehicles approached, the magnificent arena immediately came into view.
The entire arena was built very crudely, its surface was stained with blood, adorned with various mecha remnants and dried corpses.
The entrance of the arena was a grotesque demon with its mouth open.
At this time, a dense crowd stretched out to a thousand meters away, with many people in line engaging in direct impromptu battles due to queue jumping.
The guards nearby acted as if they hadn’t seen a thing, dragging away the losers.
“So many people?”
Su Ming didn’t even know how to describe it; in such a chaotic place, these people were still foolish enough to gather here.
It seemed like the people of the Lost City were not quite normal.
“This arena can accommodate three million spectators at once, but it doesn’t matter, we’re taking the contestant’s passage, so we can go straight in.”
Novlin said to Su Ming.
“Alright!”
Su Ming nodded.
Quickly, their convoy entered the underground parking lot of the Lost Arena through a special passage.
Su Ming and the others got out of the cars.
“Everyone wait here for a moment, Jikol Corps Commander will arrive soon.”
Novlin shouted to everyone.
“Yes!”
The crowd waited patiently.
In the distance, rows of luxurious black cars drove up and then came to a halt.
A fierce-looking man with a full mouth of metal teeth, three metal nails embedded in his forehead, accompanied by a group of menacing subordinates, got out.
They glanced at the Holy Army with a mocking smile.
The members of the Holy Army exhibited various unnatural expressions, instinctively wary.
With a very serious demeanor, Novlin introduced them to Su Ming.
“Those are members of the Black Death Society, the second largest gang in the Land of Lost. The leader is Meng Lao, notorious for his vicious methods, and he is also one of the elders of the Land of Lost.”
“Hmm.”
Su Ming glanced at Meng Lao, not putting him in his heart at all.
If it were in the past, he might have felt a bit threatened and paid much attention. But with the change in his strength and status, it was completely insignificant, like looking at some thug.
In fact, Su Ming was very aware that this change is actually due to the impact brought by strength and authority. That’s why many people become arrogant and overbearing once they acquire strength and authority.
In a certain sense, it’s not entirely personal; strength and authority do subtly change a person, not everyone can stick to their true selves.
At this moment, a fleet of old jeeps drove over.
The personnel of the Holy Army suddenly became excited, their voices filled with enthusiasm.
“They’re here!”
Su Ming turned his head to look and saw the jeep convoy pull up in front of them.
The car doors opened.
A man towering at 2.8 meters in height, with a body of steel-like muscles, a chiselled face, graying temples, eyes like a beast, radiating a powerful aura, emerged from the leading jeep.
Followed closely by Akufa and others as they got off the vehicle.
“Jikol sir!”
Anton Lu and others immediately went up to greet him.
“Anton Lu, long time no see!”
Jikol extended his hand and hugged Anton Lu.
Novlin also stepped forward, respectfully greeting.
“Jikol sir!”
“Novlin, I heard you’ve signed up for the competition this time?”
Jikol said to Novlin.
“Yes.”
“Good luck! I believe in Renis’ judgment.”
Jikol said to Novlin.
“I will do my utmost.”
Novlin nodded heavily in response.
Su Ming stood at the back of the crowd, observing Jikol Corps Commander.
The Holy Army was originally the second legion of the Dark Star Empire, said to be the strongest legion aside from the First Legion unexpectedly, those who can assume the role of Corps Commander indeed possess remarkable presence.
At this moment, Jikol seemed to sense a strange gaze, and turned to glance at the hooded Su Ming, instinctively feeling something was not quite right about this person, giving him a very dangerous vibe.
Su Ming instinctively turned his head elsewhere, avoiding eye contact with Jikol; he hadn’t expected this guy’s instincts to be so sharp.
“Jikol sir, shall we head inside?”
Akufa spoke at this time.
“Yes, let’s go!”
Jikol returned to his senses, leading the team toward the metal lift platform.
Quickly, they boarded the metal lift platform and entered the Lost Arena.
The entire Lost Arena was elliptical, with a cordoned-off viewing area at the forefront, equipped with chairs, clearly meant for the City Lord and heavyweight figures of Lost City to sit, with a series of seats across the rest of the region.
Audience members began to stream in continuously, with about a third of the seats already occupied.
Jikol led Akufa and the others towards the main viewing area.
As they approached the main viewing area, a large metal lift platform ascended.
Otaine entered with Hovido and others.
“Otaine brother!”
At this moment, Jikol Corps Commander stepped forward and called out.
“Jikol, little brother, didn’t expect you’d be back!”
Otaine smiled with an insidious grin.
“Today is the Land of Lost’s carnival, your favorite holiday, brother, how could I possibly not come back?”
Jikol said to Otaine.
“Well said, come with brother onto the platform!”
Otaine, in high spirits, invited Jikol.
“Alright!”
Jikol immediately followed Otaine, walking towards the main viewing platform.
Meanwhile, Novlin led Su Ming and others toward seating on the right side of the main viewing area, although not as prominent as the main viewing area, they were still quite close.
Su Ming sat down, casting a sidelong glance at Otaine on the main viewing platform, inquiring quietly with Novlin.
“That old man is the master of the Land of Lost, Otaine?”
“Yes, back when our Corps Commander was close with him, which is why, after we defected from the Dark Star Empire, we were able to reside in the Land of Lost.”
Novlin explained to Su Ming.
“I see.”
Su Ming nodded.
At this moment, several fierce-looking people with ruthless expressions entered, heading toward the main viewing area.
Novlin repeatedly introduced their identities to Su Ming.
“Walking at the front is Mudem, the notorious smuggling group boss, also one of the elders of Land of Lost.”
…
“Hmm.”
Su Ming listened quietly.
Time ticked away, soon numerous heavyweight figures took their seats at the main viewing platform,
the arena filled with fervent spectators.
The scene was extremely noisy, with various shouts echoing nonstop.
“Start soon!”
“I want to see the slaughter, see carnage!”
….
Clap~
Suddenly, energetic and intense music blasted onsite.
At this moment, a fiery-bodied woman with a blood rose tattoo on her chest and crimson hair emerged in virtual projection at the center of the arena, passionately speaking.
“Welcome, everyone, to the Lost Arena. Today marks the decadal carnival of Land of Lost. City Lord Oyinta will personally host this feast; let us cheer!”
“Oyinta sir!”
“Oyinta sir!”
…
Countless spectators fervently shouted Oyinta’s name.
Even if Oyinta was exceedingly brutal, vicious!
Yet the haven he created in the Land of Lost offers refuge to all lawless outlaws.
Thus, he holds great prestige here.
Oyinta stood up, waved his hand to the crowd, saying.
“Thank you for your support. The Land of Lost is a home for all of us; no one can destroy our home. You can also feel safe here, living freely! I won’t say much else, let’s get it started!”
The female host at this time passionately said to everyone.
“Brothers, sisters! The competition is about to begin, today we will bring you the most thrilling battle feast.”
With her words finished,
The edge of the entire arena activated energy barrier devices, enveloping the entire battle area.
Su Ming glanced at the activated energy barrier.
Land of Lost is indeed not holding back, this energy barrier is evidently similar to those deployed in various zones of Starlight City, likely the same model.
If that’s the case, it should withstand the attacks of V Generation Mecha, safety-wise it is quite assured.
