C5 The Otherworldly Gladiator

When Wing followed the convoy to a large city, he was shocked by the grandeur of the city. The city wall, which was nearly a hundred meters tall, meandered into the distance and could not be seen at a glance. The pedestrians under the wall were like ants. Occasionally, there were a few huge monsters that seemed to be livestock carrying luggage. They were at least three to four meters tall, just like elephants.

When they got closer, looking at the gate that was like a dam gate, Yi couldn't help but want to know how this gate was built. A brick was as big as a car, and how it was built, and the gap was so tight. Wing didn't have time to think. The convoy had passed the inspection and entered the city.

As expected of a city in the magic world. There were rows of magnificent buildings and pedestrians in all kinds of strange clothes. In general, there seemed to be only three kinds of people: humans, elves, and dwarves. But if one looked carefully, there seemed to be many kinds.

Some people said that he was a human, but his eyes did not have pupils. His body was gray and his body was bent. Some people were extremely muscular, more than two meters tall, and their arms were thicker than the waist of a wing. Moreover, the skin color of humans was different, and some people seemed to have fish scales on their skin.

As for the Elves, they were indeed very beautiful, but they were even more bizarre. The most orthodox ones were the Sharp Ears, the beautiful Elves of the handsome men and women. However, there were also men and women who had exceptionally robust bodies and pointy ears. There were also those pointy ears elves who had wings on their backs like a little girl.

It was hard to judge among the dwarves. Some people were as tall as normal people, but there were three "dwarves" as wide as normal people. There were also dwarves who were less than 50 centimeters tall and seemed to be called dwarfs. As for the orthodox dwarves, Yi didn't see a single one after looking for a long time.

Wing couldn't help but think. Didn't he read many novels about elves and dwarves becoming slaves? Why were these elves and dwarves so generous that they ran around? The people around them seemed to be used to it. If they didn't understand, they would ask. This was a good habit that Wing had developed since he was young. Thus, he asked the brothers sitting on the truck beside him.

After chatting for a long time, Yi finally understood that slave traders also had to have a market to catch people. Elves were better looking than humans, but there were also some that were not very long. Among humans, there were also some that were extremely beautiful. Only those that were beautiful and unique could be sold.

If you caught any ugly elves, you wouldn't even be able to sell a single copper coin. Just like the seven fairies of the continent mentioned by his brother, each and every one of them were as beautiful as a fairy. The black market had already sold them for nearly ten thousand gold coins.

Only here did Yi discover that the language that he had been listening to for half a day was not originally in Mandarin, because this Ren brother had said a fairy, and asked him what a fairy was, but he did not know what it meant.

Yi thought about it carefully and felt that he should have had the ability to understand any language during the transformation. Moreover, what he had heard was not the original words, but the words that he had already translated into words that he could understand.

It was no wonder that these people, including Bing Dilian, were speaking standard Mandarin. Their voices were also very strange. So that was the case. Thinking of this, Yi hurriedly asked the gladiator what was going on. This concerned his own life.

"Hmph, aren't you some bored nobles? I'm used to singing and dancing, and I want to experience the tragic scenes on the battlefield myself. " They are all so afraid of death that they don't dare to go to the real battlefield. They just set up a martial arts field. Gathering the captured slaves here, let these slaves fight to the death. Most of the time, they would add some medicinal Devil Beasts in. In order to fight against humans and beasts, Devil Beasts were more valuable than slaves. Generally, they would capture some slaves with mediocre strength and send them to their deaths. "This is how we are right now. We'll be able to take care of those medicinal Devil Beasts very quickly."

Hearing this, Yi cursed in his heart. F * ck, it's really like the gladiators I saw on TV. What's worse is that the medicinal Devil Beasts encountered some disgusting medicinal Devil Beasts. When he thought of the scene of snakes eating humans in a certain movie, Yi was so scared that his entire body began to tremble.

The person next to him seemed to see Yi's attitude and said, "Don't be afraid. Slaves like us who are going to die, if we are lucky, we can get a few paralyzing pills. After eating, your body won't feel any pain at all. You won't feel any pain. If I get them, I'll give them to you. If you take two, you'll pass out in a few seconds at most. You won't suffer a bit. " After saying that, he closed his eyes and closed his eyes to rest.

"I'm going to die!" Wing's mind was filled with this thought. No wonder Bing Dilian said that it would be better to die than to fall into a slave group. Those guys want to see me tortured to death bit by bit, so I'll f * ck them. Now, I'm poor and poor. Originally, I wanted to rely on my body's strength to survive, but after seeing Pingdilian, I completely understand that I'm now even more useless than those scholars who don't even have the strength to truss a chicken.

Right now, he only had two abilities. Communicating with animals and being immune to all kinds of diseases, but what was the use? Putting aside whether or not he could fight against medicinal Devil Beasts, those medicinal Devil Beasts must have been hungry for several days. Even if he was lucky enough to touch medicinal Devil Beasts, would medicinal Devil Beasts listen to him? The answer was naturally no.

This time, he was completely finished. However, in Yi's heart, there was still a trace of hope. Generally speaking, the newly arrived slaves wouldn't go up immediately. They would have to train for a few days, and perhaps they would be lucky. I could meet a guy like that in a movie called Gladiator that I used to see, and I could get through it with ease, or something like that. While Wing was still fantasizing, a piece of bad news came.

When Yi had just arrived at the arena and was still examining his surroundings, that damn fatty rushed over with a few thugs, saying how honored he and the others were, and how he was able to get the Prime Minister to watch it personally. Yi listened for a while before he understood what kind of honor it was, what nonsense it was.

It was nothing more than the new Devil Beast that had been introduced into the arena in the morning, the bloody slaughter of slaves. After seeing it, a few nobles felt it and immediately informed each other. When the Prime Minister heard the news, he immediately rushed over to watch. The arena quickly pulled a few groups of slaves onto the stage. Without any suspense, the Devil Beast that was said to be extremely powerful naturally killed everyone. His group was already the fifth group.

What the heck, in the small passageway in the arena, passing through the gaps in the fence, passing through the blood all over the ground, Yi finally saw the appearance of that enormous medicinal Devil Beast clearly. That was simply an enlarged version of a scorpion. Yi personally saw a few slaves cleaning up the corpses unable to dodge in time and were directly stabbed into their chests by the scorpion, instantly sucked dry.

Yi sucked in a breath of cold air. That scorpion was seven or eight meters long and its pincers were as big as a refrigerator. There were still some incomplete limbs hanging on it. Yi's intestines were dangling and swaying at the side. Yi almost vomited out.

None of the surrounding slaves looked good. One of the slaves started to ram into the wall, wanting to block it all. It seemed like someone had done this before. The bastard in the arena actually raked the skin of the Rambis on the wall of the passage. The skin was full of small thorns, but the skin was extremely elastic. No matter how hard you hit it, you would not die.

At such a critical moment, only by asking the brothers beside him to help and strangling themselves could they be freed. Before Yi could think of what to do. The gate opened.

Yi followed the surrounding crowd and entered the field unwillingly. The thick smell of blood in the field almost made Yi vomit. If he hadn't vomited too much today, he would definitely be like the people around him. Or perhaps he had gotten used to puking and puking and was already used to it?

At this moment, there was a miserable cry. That brother who had previously been friendly with Yi was pierced into his brain by a huge scorpion needle. The brain matter flowed out in reverse, and that brother's eyes rolled twice. It was gone. It seemed to have been sucked away.

Yi was instantly dumbfounded. There were all sorts of things in the surroundings. Some were shooting randomly with bows and arrows, some were charging up with axes and hacking randomly. There were also people running all over the place.

Without a doubt, those with axes were idiots. The other party's armor was white, and it was directly clamped by the scorpion pincers. It was split in half, and the one who shot the arrow didn't have a good end. The scorpion opened its mouth and spat out a mouthful of strong venom. Those who were sprayed were instantly turned into a pool of meat liquid as if they had been crushed by bone powder. As for those who were running around everywhere, One by one, they were caught up. They were either caught or stabbed. Only Yi was left standing there alone.

Seeing the scorpion approach, Yi didn't have any thoughts. What could he do? At this moment, Yi's mind was unprecedentedly calm. Run? You can run past scorpions that are tens of meters per second. Hit? What a joke. Yi didn't have enough strength. He was holding a very light thin blade sword. He was going to use this small sword to fight against a scorpion. Two words, seeking death!

Yi suddenly thought that it would be great if there was a scorpion's natural enemy. In his memory, there were only owls or some large birds that liked to eat scorpions. But where should he find it? Wings looked at his sword. Perhaps... Suicide might be a good choice. Yi had once seen the Star River Battle Team. The scene of a man being sucked dry by a bug was the same as now. Just thinking about it was terrifying. Suicide might be better. At least he had a complete corpse.

At this moment, Yi felt a little strange. Why hadn't he been attacked yet? He had been thinking so much during this period of time. Why hadn't the scorpion attacked him yet? He hadn't moved at all. Yi raised his head to take a look. The scorpion was quite a distance away, and from time to time it would stick its stinger into the body and suck it. Previously, he had heard other slaves say that this was a medicinal Devil Beast called some medicinal Kindness Stopping Beast. It liked to eat living people the most. Why did he let a living person like him not attack now and run to eat corpses?

The nobles in the audience were also very surprised. This Devil Beast had always liked to slaughter people indiscriminately, not leaving a single person alive. Why didn't it attack this criminal now?

A middle-aged man dressed in gorgeous clothes was also very puzzled. Hence, he asked. Behind him, a black-robed old man said, "Master Clay, what's wrong with this Kindness Stopping Beast? Why didn't you attack this slave? I don't feel anything special about this slave. Could it be that there's something wrong with the arena?"

The fat man next to the middle-aged man was the fat man that Wing saw earlier. He wiped his sweat and quickly said, "Lord Prime Minister, there's no such thing. We have strictly inspected this batch of slaves. There are no signs of combat power or magic surges. They are all ordinary people. Besides, No matter how you look at it, that slave does not look like a powerful person. "