He promised to become a knight, but what the heck is Astartes?

To be honest, although Ilya was petite at the moment, her aloofness and disdainful gaze made her seem like the Heavenly Emperor descending to earth in a novel!

"So the two people who attacked me at the Night Owl Arena have forgotten the rules of the underworld..."

"Or are they really tired of living!"

The glass staircase behind Ilya slowly coalesced into a glass throne by the life magnetic field. She slowly sat down, her gaze coldly fixed on the two men in black robes.

"Damn it, when did the Night Owl Knights gain another Grand Knight?!"

The knees of the two men in black robes creaked, their faces beneath their masks were ashen, and their chests heaved violently.

Ilya's life force, which was almost tangible, made it difficult for the two of them to breathe.

"Lady Ilya, we were wrong about this."

The leader of the black-robed men gritted his teeth, but after witnessing Ilya's current strength, he immediately yielded.

After all, even with all their combined efforts, they could only flee from a great knight; they couldn't possibly contend with him in the slightest.

After all, not everyone is like Rorschach, a numerical monster who, as a quasi-knight, can defeat a full-fledged knight so badly that even his own mother wouldn't recognize him.

"But we have no intention of breaking the rules of the Night Owl Arena. It's just that Arocher is our arena's ace fighter and he is very important to us, so we are willing to offer 30,000 gold pounds plus three high-level potions to save his life."

"And our bet is now officially on."

Upon hearing this, the audience members who were waiting to see what would happen immediately gasped in shock.

Thirty thousand gold pounds plus three high-level potions—that's enough to train another official knight.

Upon hearing this, Ilya raised an eyebrow, realizing that the conditions offered by the other party were quite generous.

How could Arocher, a mere novice knight, be so valuable in the eyes of these two?

However, although Ilya acknowledged the conditions proposed by the other party, she did not agree directly. Instead, she looked at Rorschach and a smile appeared on her lips.

"Khorne, this prey is yours. What do you think you should do with it?"

Upon hearing this, Arocher, who had just escaped death, stared intently at Rorschach, his eyes gleaming with hope.

After all, he didn't believe that Rorschach wouldn't be tempted. This amount of money and resources was enough for a prospective knight with no background to train steadily to become a full knight, and even to forge a set of knight armor and weapons of his own!

So Arocher spoke up excitedly, looking at Rorschach with utmost sincerity.

"Lord Khorne, spare my life! I know I was wrong! I shouldn't have been your enemy!"

"If you let me go, you will gain my friendship, and I am willing to do three things for you unconditionally!"

A knight's friendship, and three unconditional promises—these were the additional bargaining chips Arocher offered.

Arocher was very confident because his extraordinary abilities, when used for scouting and assassination, were truly powerful.

This is also why he was able to thrive in the underworld.

"Hehe, you guys are very sincere."

Luo Xia sneered, his gaze falling on Arocher, whose eyes were filled with hope for survival. He shook his head, a hint of mockery in his voice, and said:

"You don't know you're wrong, you just know you're going to die..."

Upon hearing Rorschach's words, Arocher and the two men in black robes were taken aback, while Ilya wore an expression of knowing full well.

"And unfortunately, what I hate most is being told what to do by others!"

As he spoke, to everyone's astonishment, Rorschach's Storm Greatsword transformed into a streak of blue light and was swung out in an instant.

puff!

The hope in Arocher's eyes froze. His head flew into the air, and a large amount of blood gushed out, drawing a bloody line in mid-air before slowly rolling to Rorschach's feet.

Then, Rorschach raised his boots and stomped down hard.

boom!

Red and white substances splattered everywhere. Luo Xia watched this scene, a smile spreading across his face. He lowered the Storm Greatsword and raised his hands high.

A blood-red head, visible only to Rorschach, appeared in his hand, and then a prayer that everyone in the Night Owl Arena could recite echoed throughout:

"Blood sacrifice to the Blood God! Skull offering to the skull seat!"

"Hahaha, for the great Blood God, for the great Lord of Skull!"

The entire place fell silent. Everyone stared in disbelief at the man in the trench coat wearing a brass demon mask, his hands raised high.

Arrogance! Utter arrogance!

Faced with the coercion and enticement of two extraordinary knights, the opponent did not hesitate for a moment and directly beheaded and crushed his opponent!

At this moment, everyone truly realized the significance of the name Khorne!

This guy is fucking insane!

But after a moment of silence came even more fervent shouts.

After all, isn't this kind of bloody power what these people want to see when they come to the underworld?

"Blood sacrifice to the Blood God! Skull offering to the skull seat!"

Khorne!

Khorne!

After witnessing Luo Xia's powerful personal charisma, the gamblers went completely mad. Even the two black-robed men present were trembling, and the atmosphere around them had become incredibly oppressive.

And that couldn't stop the fervent shouts of the gambler audience who just wanted to see the thrill of the fight.

At this moment, the Night Owl Arena was completely ablaze under Luo Xia's incomparably arrogant and extreme bloodlust!

[Slaying an entity stronger than myself, the blood sacrifice to the Blood God is successful!]

[Khorusac skull: 1/8]

"Wow! That's awesome! You didn't back down in the face of the enemy's threat. No matter how powerful the enemy is, they can't change your will! That's a real man! Hahaha, as expected of my chosen one, Rorschach, I like you!"

[Upon witnessing this scene, the great Khorne was so excited he almost stood up, hooking the Emperor's Hook to Khorne's realm. At this moment, nothing could stop the great Khorne from taking a liking to you!]

[Receive the great reward of Khorne: A job invitation to Khorne!]

"Holy crap! Korne is showing his true colors this time!"

Upon hearing the notification in his mind, Luo Xia almost burst into laughter.

This is a huge windfall!

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"you wanna die!"

The man in black robes was completely enraged. He roared and the magnetic field around him began to spin wildly again, forcefully breaking through Ilya's suppression!

A jet-black longsword instantly appeared in his hand, and he was about to rush onto the arena to kill Luo Xia on the spot.

"You're all asking for death!"

Upon seeing this, Ilya's eyes turned cold, and a blood-red whip appeared out of thin air in her hand. The whip cracked in the air with a sonic boom, and a sharp killing intent instantly locked onto the two of them.

"You dare touch him and see what happens?"

"We are from the Crimson Merchant Guild!"

The leader of the black-robed men held his companion tightly. Although he was also burning with anger, under the watchful eye of a great knight, the two of them couldn't touch Rorschach in the slightest.

"Miss Ilya, does your Roland family really intend to offend the Crimson Merchant Guild for the sake of a mere prospective knight?"

The leader of the black-robed men stared intently at Ilya, and immediately brought up the power behind him.

Upon hearing the name Scarlet Merchant Guild, Ilya frowned slightly.

This is a massive organization active in the Northern underworld, operating in secrecy, with unfathomable power behind it.

"roll."

"If you dare to step into the Night Owl Arena again, I will personally rip your heads off."

Ilya's voice was cold, and she didn't actually make a move.

Although the Luo Lan family and the Night Owl Knights are not afraid of the Crimson Merchant Guild behind the other.

However, if the two die at their own hands in front of everyone, the Crimson Merchant Guild will inevitably come knocking on their door to extort money.

After all, there are far too many factors to consider before two major powers can go to war.

Hearing Ilya's words, the leader of the black-robed men breathed a sigh of relief; his back was already soaked with sweat.

The wrath of a great knight is not so easy to bear.

We'll see.

Another man in black robes gave Luo Xia a deep look, as if he wanted to etch the brass mask into his mind.

"Ha, clown."

Luo Xia merely sneered at this, watching the two quickly disappear into the aisle of the audience seats.

The Crimson Merchant Guild, is it?

Rorschach made a mental note of this.

"Come see me on the top floor."

Ilya glanced at Rorschach, and then the glass throne slowly disintegrated, transforming into a glass staircase that led Ilya back to the top-floor VIP box.

Then it reassembled into a large piece of glass, fitting perfectly back into its original position, but the cracks on it could never be removed.

"That's really cool."

Seeing this, Rorschach sighed in admiration.

Ilya stole all the limelight; having real power is awesome!

Thinking this, Rorschach looked at Arocher's corpse, snorted coldly, and threw a punch.

The black flame serpent flew out and completely devoured and burned it to ashes.

[Ding ding ding! Emperor's quest completed: Purify heretics!]

[You have thoroughly purged the Nurgle heretics in the most direct way. The Great Emperor highly praises your strength and loyalty!]