The Dark Ages

The arena is located on a floating island, floating above the clouds.

There is a huge building there, condensed and bloody, this is the cruelest slave arena.

"Two adults, but want to participate in a slave fight?"

As soon as I arrived in the gladiatorial arena, I saw the fairy waitress who was waiting here. When I saw Qin Tiange and others coming, I smiled and stepped forward.

Watching her appear, Qin Tiange's eyes flashed with a smile, and he laughed secretly, and someone was spying on him.

"Yes, are you here waiting for me?" Qin Tiange asked with a smile.

The fairy girl face was a little unnatural, and she smiled, "The grown-ups joked. In fact, everyone who comes here has someone's guidance, and the slaves are the adults' receptionists, so they must wait for them at any time.

Qin Tiange smiled without saying a word, and said, "Take me in, then my two slaves want to participate in the fight."

"Okay, my lord, please follow me." She said the way, and led Qin Tiange into the arena.

When I walked into it, I found that there was a space inside. It turned out to be an open space, layer upon layer, and there were completely separate areas around it, all for people to watch the gladiatorial.

It's literally a crowd of people, countless creatures, creatures of all major races, gathered here and watched the gladiatorial battle on the spot.

Qin Tiange swept around, and was shocked to find that it was a broken starry sky. There were separate spaces in the central area, and there were all arena.

"Sir, there are ten arena arenas here, from No. 1 to No. 10. Of course, there are **** messy arena, which is the broken land in the center."

Upon entering, the fairy maidservant immediately introduced that there are ten arena arenas for singles fighting, and there is also a broken land in the central area, which is a chaotic arena.

There were hundreds of war slaves fighting together at one time. Only the one who survived was the ultimate winner.

"kill him!"

"Blast him!"

One cry, full of excitement, one by one, the roaring and roaring, the sound shook the whole gladiatorial space.

Here, you can see a creature with a crocodile head roaring and shouting, yelling at the two war slaves who were fighting in the gladiatorial arena.

You can even see various creatures, cheering, and some roaring angrily. This is like a **** casino.

These creatures came here to enjoy the **** scenes of entertainment, and to see that kind of excitement by watching slaves slaughter.

And, the biggest reason is that there is a huge market here. You can buy any war slave to win, but you ca n’t lose. You can only buy a war slave to win. If you win, you will get double to hundreds of times. Generous returns.

This is the spar of betting time!

It's a gladiatorial arena. Almost every one has two war slaves fighting for life and death. It's terrible. One side will die when the battle ends.

Or they both die together, even until they can't move, anyway, there is no mercy on the war slaves.

Come here, all war slaves are only **** fights, fights, keep fighting until you die.

Cruel, bloody!

This is the battlefield of hundreds of races, the war slaves of all races, and the souls of all races, where the most primitive fighting methods are staged.

You kill me, I kill you, just for fun, or for the spar of time.

"Sir, are your two war slaves, are you sure you want to go to the competition?" Seeing Qin Tiange not talking, the fairy maidservant directly asked.

Qin Tiange nodded slowly, and under her leadership, soon came to handle the formalities for participating in the war. In fact, it was very simple, just to apply for a few temporary cards.

A card with a minimum of 10,000 spar is pre-stored in it, and then the two war slaves are placed here, waiting for the next round of drawing. Naturally, they can play in the game.

"Save me 100,000 time spar." Qin Tiange put all the time spar in his body.

After that, Jingshan and Ruby were taken to the competition area, and Qin Tiange led by the fairy maids to a special room, where you can watch the ten gladiatorial arenas.

"Master, you can participate in the market here, all information is confidential" Fairy maidservants gently introduced and reminded.

She pointed to a light curtain in front of which was a bet, listing ten markets, all of which were wrestling with two slaves.

Of course, it is not possible to place a bet at the beginning of the game. You can only place a bet before the game. Qin Tiange has never played these games.

But he needs time spar, because he can absorb the power of time contained in time spar, which is the main reason why he is here.

Come here to earn faster, Qin Tiange looked at the ten gladiatorial battlefields in the void ahead, one of which has ended the game and an unknown ethnic war slave died tragically.

The other one won, but he didn't have any joy of victory, but looked very lonely, looking at his dead opponent, wondering if the next one would be himself.

War slaves have no freedom but only endless killings and struggles until they die in battle.

"The battle at the Colosseum No. 8 is over, the next round will be played, and the draw now starts"

With a sweet voice, a light curtain emerged from the No. 8 gladiatorial arena, with numbers and names flashing on it.

"Next game, Yan Mo Clan, No. 1 War Slave, Yan Shi Battle Terran, No. 8 War Slave, Jingshan."

"Begin Hand"

As soon as the words fell, the scene was boiling, and the emotions of countless watching creatures were extremely excited and excited.

"Human race?"

"That weakest race?"

"Ha ha ha ha, getting rich."

"I buy the Yan Mo tribe to win!"

The scene was hot, one by one, when the human slaves heard the appearance of the human war slaves, they immediately became excited and bought the Yanma war slaves to win.

Only no one buys human slaves to win, because from the perspective of these race creatures, the human race is the weakest race and the fighting power is too weak.

Looking at the hot scene, the eighth gladiator handicap, the bet between the Yanmu tribe slave and the human tribe slave, the human tribe slave, turned out to be zero, no one cares.

"1000 times magnification?" Qin Tiange said to himself, expressionless, and could not hear any emotion in his tone.

However, Qin Tiange evoked a sneer, without hesitation, throwing away the 100,000 time spar in his hand, swiped the card, and bought Jingshan to win.

"I rub, which silly x actually bought a human race to win?"

Someone burst out with swearing words, looked very surprised, and then burst into a laugh, which instantly caused countless creatures in the whole arena to burst into laughter.

A thousand times magnification, it looks very high. In fact, no one will buy it because the human race is too weak.

"Smile!" Qin Tiange sneered, unmoved, and bought Jingshan to win, quietly waiting for the game to begin.

At this time, with the emergence of human slaves in the eighth gladiator arena, all the living creatures and strong men of all ethnic groups on the scene bought the Yan Mo tribe to win.

The bet increased and went up, it was billions in the beginning, and then it went up sharply, almost buying the entire market.

In the end, after 100 billion hours of spar, the handicap was closed, and no more bets could be purchased, and the game officially started.

"Now, the eighth gladiatorial arena, the game has begun, please invite both sides to play."

As soon as the words fell, I saw two lights suddenly appearing in the closed arena. Www.NovelMTL.com ~ Then two figures appeared on it.

"Human race, trash, trash!"

"Kill that human war slave!"

"Yan Shi, pinch him!"

"Pyro! Pyro! Pyro!"

Watching the two war slaves appearing, the Yan Mo and the human war slaves, the atmosphere at the scene was suddenly burst, and a roar and shout sounded earth-shattering.

All creatures shouted unanimously, making the Yan Mo Yan Yan Shi on the field show a faint smile.

"Human war slaves, kneel down and ask for mercy, I might be able to leave you a whole body." Yan Shi said with a smile to Jingshan.

Unfortunately, Jing Shan's face was cold and cold, his eyes stared coldly at the tall Enzo.

"Game start!"

With the ringing of the bell, the eighth gladiatorial battlefield started, and the Yan Mo tribe played against the human tribe.