Chapter 667： racetrack

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The outer city of Pantheon.

On one of the busiest streets.

After nearly half an hour on the road, Lin You finally came to this place, a giant building with the words "Army Racecourse" written on it.

This is what Shen Sikong introduced to him to make quick money.

The reason why it is called a racecourse is not because it is used for horse racing, but as a metaphor for any form of competition between the relevant arms.

"It should be right here."

Lin You turned his head and looked around, all of them were lords who came and went in and out of the racetrack, and the liveliness was comparable to the market.

Vaguely, you can still hear bursts of shouts coming from the building.

Walk in with the crowd, and come to the interior, and a noisy atmosphere immediately blows.

"Come on! Rip off its head!"

"Kill it to me!"

"Good chance! Copy his flank!"

"The opponent's output can't keep up, cut him for treatment!"

......

A loud shout echoed in his ears.

What surprised Lin You was that there was a different universe inside the racetrack. It was hollow and open-air, and it was exaggeratedly large, almost as big as a football field.

A large group of people stood in the auditorium, blushing and shouting to the audience.

On the field, there were two huge armies, fighting fiercely and caught in a melee.

What surprised Lin You the most was not this, but the composition of the arms of the two teams.

There are all kinds of races, and there are all kinds of races. The team is even more messy. It doesn't seem like a lord is commanding and controlling.

After I found the staff responsible for registration, I found out that these arms were originally assembled by the lords in the audience.

That's right.

The rules of the game at this venue are collective melee!

Each lord sends out a class of troops, randomly forms two teams of the same number, and then engages in melee on the field, and wagers with law spar.

The lord of the victorious side can directly obtain all the spar bet by the lord of the losing side, and distribute them according to the bet ratio.

"interesting."

Lin You's eyes were amazed, this was the first time he had heard of such a strange rule.

Each lord sends out a class of arms to make up a team temporarily, and assigns it randomly, which greatly increases the randomness of the game.

No one knows whether the team they bet on will win or not, and it also eliminates the possibility of cheating. It is entirely based on strength and luck.

"If that's the case, then register me for a twelfth-order session." Lin You said to the staff.

"Okay, this is the registration for you." The staff skillfully recorded information for Lin You, and then handed him a sign.

"This is your number card. The next 12th-order match will be held in fifteen minutes. You can bet spar on yourself."

"We will keep all your information confidential, and no one will know any information about you and your troops. If the troops are defeated, they will be teleported and left without death. I wish you a good time."

good.

It is even possible to keep the arms secret. This racetrack is really well done. No wonder it has become a favorite place for so many lords.

And in order to avoid shady, the lord can only bet on himself.

If you want to win, then rely on your own strength to win and contribute to your assigned team.

"Um."

Lin You responded, took the number card and glanced at it, and a betting interface and arm selection appeared directly in front of him.

This seems to be an architectural function of the high-level territory, and it looks very well-established.

Lin You thought about it for a while, and then bet all the only two hundred twelfth-order spar on him.

no way.

He only has so much now, and he grabbed it from the Pantheon Deacon when he was in the town of Demon City.

Although not much, if you win the game, according to a random ratio, it should be doubled.

When the time comes, if you slowly profit, will you have the money?

certainly.

The premise is that his team can win, so he has to be careful. \./hand\./machine\./version\./first\./post\./update\./new~~

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According to his understanding of the realm of the gods, the highest potential arms of the twelfth-level lords are basically legendary, and even the 10th-level quasi-god has only 7.25 million attributes.

His royal family units are not too weak.

So after thinking about it, I chose Qing Gang to play first.

Because Qing Gang's exclusive talent "Domination of the battlefield" adds 20% defense to all melee combat, and counting his level 2 quasi-god bonus is 40%, the 7 million physique will not weaken the opponent by much, and the level 10 quasi-god is not much weaker. But it is not easy to see.

After choosing the bet and arms, he didn't stop, and went directly to the auditorium to continue to observe the battle in the arena.

At this time, the arms of the two teams have reached the white-hot stage, and only a few arms are left to fight back and forth on the field.

In the end, in the high-pitched shouts of the audience, one arm of the army was defeated, and the end of the game was also announced.

All of a sudden, the audience cheered and scolded, pushing the atmosphere on the field to a climax again.

[Please note that the next battle will start in ten minutes. 】

[This competition is a twelfth-level competition, guests who need to participate, please hurry up and register. 】

The crisp prompt sound reverberated throughout the arena.

There was a lot of exclamation above the originally lively auditorium.

"It's the twelfth stage so soon?"

"Great! I was just about to see how the twelfth-tier troops fought."

"Let's go, go over and take a seat first."

Because of the ceremonies held in the Pantheon, many high-ranking lords of various forces have come to the city of Pantheon recently.

The 12th-order lords, who are rarely seen at ordinary times, also poured in in large numbers, which made it much easier to organize the 12th-order games.

When the other lords heard that the next game was the twelfth rank, they rushed into the arena like crazy, and took a good place in the auditorium early.

Some even found those twelfth-order lords who participated in the battle, and spent a small price to bet on them, intending to make a fortune.

It's also a way for them to bet even if they don't play.

In short, the atmosphere of the entire field was directly fired into the sky, and the cheers shot straight into the sky, almost about to wash away the clouds in the sky.

finally.

After ten minutes passed, rays of light lit up, and one after another, Tier 12 units appeared in the field and were randomly assigned to both ends of the field.

The number is exaggerated, adding up to two thousand.

In other words, there are 2,000 tier 12 lords participating in this battle!

It really deserves to be the festival of the Pantheon, it has attracted so many high-level lords, and even the quasi-gods that are extremely rare on weekdays are like a feather.

"A lot of twelfth-tier troops!"

"Look at the last few angels, what a strong momentum!"

"I'm afraid it has reached level 7 quasi-god or above, right?"

"And those Skeleton Kings on the other side, how come their bodies are golden?"

Exclamations continued in the audience, all excitedly looking at this rare twelfth rank of arms.

One thousand troops from each team were scattered on both sides of the field, looking at each other full of fighting intent.

They are here to fight for their respective masters, and they must not fall into the name of their masters!

This is the consensus of all arms.

As the twelfth-tier arms, and they are all hero arms, their intelligence has reached a very high level, and naturally they do not want to lose this battle.

"Master, let me go up next time."

In Lin You's origin space, there was the voice of Wuying eager to try.

"No, I should be asked to go up, and I can knock them all down!" Qianlong's voice sounded immediately.

The other royal families quit after hearing the words, and they all made their voices heard, wanting to play the next battle, and the source space was full of excitement.

at the same time.

Above the highest stand.

Several powerful twelfth-order lords gathered together and looked down on everything below.

"Luckily, our arms are all grouped together." A middle-aged man said playfully.

"How is it? Are you sure you can win? I'll do it this time.\./hand\./machine\./version\./no\./wrong\./first\./post~~(next page more exciting!)

remarked. ' said the other in a low voice.

"Don't worry, with the combined skills of the two of us, we can definitely press down the opponent."

"Indeed, now that we are grouped together, the battle is won."

The words of several people are full of strong self-confidence, as if this victory is within easy reach.

And just as they were talking, a prompt finally sounded in the arena.

[Battle ready, five, four, three, two, one...start! 】

"Roar!"

With an order, the beasts in the field suddenly let out a roar, and the beasts rushed to the front.

Then came the cavalry units of the humanoid system, all of which launched a charge and rammed into the opposing units.

The long-range attack and auxiliary units in the rear even lit up with colorful rays of light, pouring out into the sky, and slamming across the center of the field.

The majestic scene suddenly shocked the lords on the stage with wide-eyed eyes, staring at the battle situation on the field.

In a blink of an eye, all the armies fought fiercely together, spreading all over the sky and underground, and they were evenly matched in the center of the field!

"The battle has only just begun."

On the high platform, the two who had just talked looked at each other and smiled slightly.

As if in response to their words.

At this time, in the team on the left, the two war mecha arms of the mechanical department were suddenly disassembled into countless parts, and then reassembled into a huge mechanical tower, which was dozens of meters high.

"What's the matter? How can those two arms be combined?"

"Is this... a mechanical reorganization of the Mechanical Department?"

"Didn't you say that ability can only reorganize your own arms?"

The lords in the audience were shocked to see the changes in the arena, and they were all shocked by this sudden change.

What shocked them even more was that after the mechanical tower appeared, a circle of terrifying electromagnetic pulses suddenly erupted, surging out of the entire arena.

The skills of all enemy units that were hit were directly interrupted and fell into paralysis.

Then every 5 seconds, the pulse will be cast again, interrupting their skills again and again. no\./wrong\./update\./new`.w`.a`.p`.`.c`.o`.m

"Good chance! Get rid of them now!"

The lords in the stands who belonged to the two mechanical first teams were overjoyed.

No need to say more, their units seized the opportunity and turned on their explosive skills to pounce on the opposite side, intending to hit them hard.

In the blink of an eye, the situation on the field has undergone earth-shaking changes, almost showing a one-sided trend.

Those people on the high platform also raised the corners of their mouths, showing an expression of victory.

However, at this moment, an accident occurred!

Among the suppressed team, a huge ancient tree Venerable rushed out of the team.

As soon as the arm was raised, a transparent barrier suddenly appeared in front of all the melee units, forming a solid barrier in the entire front row.

"Bang! Boom! Boom!..."

The violent collision sounded one after another.

Those troops that rushed forward with their explosive skills were immediately pushed back by the wall, instantly dismantling their strongest offensive.

"This is... a war barrier skill of the Plant Department!"

"Isn't this skill a single skill? How can it have such a powerful effect!?".