A strange world

Chapter 275 Chapter 128. Devil’s Arena

"They have no respect for Lord Annan! They actually let the King of the North stand in the Colosseum and fight against demons!"

Losey said angrily as he followed the two northern kings back to the fortress.

They had gone to see the gladiatorial arena and knew what the devil game was: there would always be some devils who would still be alive after the war. At first, these prisoners would be slaughtered, and later they would be sent to the rear to familiarize the new recruits in the fortress with the devils. But there were many recruits and few demons, so a gladiatorial arena was built.

Since its development, the gladiatorial arena has become an important diversion in the boring snow mountain fortress. The content has also been expanded to include demon games, squad games and battle games. Recruits, veterans, captains, and even champion knights will participate.

The demon match means that Annan will fight one or several demons tonight.

"Because she is also the Twelve Kings of the North." Kerian came up with a metaphor close to life: "Maybe it will be the aunt who beats the nephew."

"My nephew must have beaten my aunt!"

Losey couldn't accept his beloved lord being ridden by a woman.

In front of them, Annan and Ji Jiana finished their brief conversation.

"Do you need a bedtime attendant? I can choose a girl from Janna's family to accompany you."

What Ji Jiana said made Annan think that he had heard wrongly. "I'm still too young..." Annan declined politely.

"You have to see it to know."

"...?"

Annan struggled to adjust to her rhythm. Janna's family has the blessing of the God of War and can only give birth to females, so their "Would you like to take a nap?" should be similar to "Hello".

"Whatever you want, the Demon Field doesn't start until night, so you can wander around. Don't let the grandeur of the fortress scare you away from that job, boy."

Ji Jiana patted Annan on the shoulder and walked away with her tribe.

Not far away, she suddenly put her hand to the tip of her nose and sniffed, and muttered strangely: "Why does this little guy smell like a succubus..."

"Did she say something rude?" Annan turned around and asked Losey and Kerrian who were following.

"We didn't hear..."

"never mind."

Annan looked at the fortress in the snow. Ignoring Jijana's rudeness, the Snow Mountain Fortress is indeed magnificent, a palace-like building dormant in the snowstorm, and this magnificent palace is just the toe of the black giant named the Fortress.

This line of defense can protect against one of the threats that destroys the world, the devil. Such threats include ratmen, greenskins, and vampires.

"Tell me about the fortress." Annan said.

"They don't know much, leave it to me." Vicissitudes of life sounded from the side, and Losey and Kerrian called him Sheriff.

"Greetings from Drew, noble King in the North."

Annan hurriedly returned the courtesy to the old man. Whether he has been fighting in the fortress for decades or came to the snowy mountains when he was old, he deserves respect.

They stepped out of the ice and snow into a warmer passage. The walls had no windows and were replaced by magic lights.

After coming in, Annan breathed much easier: "I have a friend in the Snow Mountain Fortress..."

"Minotaurs, right?" Of course the Sheriff had heard about this, "but they're on the front lines..."

"Can I come over?"

The old sheriff said it was dangerous, and Annan replied, "The devil shouldn't know I'm coming."

"We need to prevent demons from infiltrating the front line..." the old sheriff changed his words, but this could not fool Annan. He still told the truth: "Actually, it is a kind of 'balance' that we and the demons are maintaining."

The Sheriff closed his mouth, but when he saw Annan continuing to listen, he could only say: "...I shouldn't have said this...A long time ago, we fought a bloody battle with the devil. The devil who climbed out of the bottomless abyss was Enemies in the entire Northern Territory. After the Twelve Kings of the Northern Territory appeared, they have not penetrated the cracks on a large scale for hundreds of years."

The old sheriff’s narrative is full of admiration.

These twelve legends and their companions beat the devil back into the abyss.

The old sheriff led Annan to a hall, explained that he was the Queen of the North, and quickly arranged the best room for Annan.

The people here gave Annan some preferential treatment because of the supplies from the Janna family and Breeze City. So to a certain extent, Annan has taken advantage of the Olmedo and Janna families.

"The soldiers here come from the Kingdom of Rekaner, the Kingdom of Dimon and the Empire of Orcas." The old sheriff said, they are all countries at the foot of the snow-capped mountains.

The old sheriff led Annan through the fortress. The well-connected passages were like an underground city. As he climbed the steps one after another, a quiet corridor covered with red carpet appeared in front of him.

Needless to say, this is one of the best rooms in the fortress, as it has a narrow window. Even though the scenery outside is just howling ice and snow.

"There is a high probability that your friend is still alive. I will apply to the Champion Knight to withdraw your friend." The old sheriff said.

"Excuse me."

Asking Losey and Kerian to stay at the door and sit wherever they wanted, Annan learned many things from the old sheriff that he didn't know until he came to the fortress.

For example, the fortress has no actual leader, and everyone is jointly commanded by the champion knight.

"How many champion knights are there in the fortress?"

"I don't know," the old sheriff said, advising Annan not to investigate: "As long as we don't know, the devil doesn't know."

Annan asked about the gladiatorial arena again, and the old sheriff said that the gladiatorial arena was the fastest way for a new recruit to integrate into the fortress.

"The strong are respected and feared."

"So Ji Jana is helping me?" Annan thought it was a demonstration, or to make him quit.

"Of course, you look like even an enemy would let them first-" The old sheriff's offensive words ended abruptly.

Next, Annan walked around the fortress again, but due to lack of authority, he didn't go too far. In the evening, Annan followed the clansmen sent by Ji Jiana to the gladiatorial arena.

"Your level."

"Level 3 Warlock."

"Then the first enemy we arrange for you is a third-level low-level demon."

Annan followed the guidance and walked into a room. The old blood stains had blended into the walls. Standing in front of the closed iron door, Annan felt a little nervous for a long time.

Click——

The iron door in front of him slowly rose, and the light, warmth, and noisy shouts from the arena entered the room:

"King in the North! King in the North! King in the North! King in the North!"

Hundreds of warriors in the audience cheered for today's gladiators, and the most enthusiastic ones were the women of the Janna family who set up the trial. Their shouts were clearer than the dull shouts of the men.

A sweet-looking girl held her cheek: "He's so cute..." The girl next to him looked at the silhouette entering the arena indifferently: "I can't see clearly."

In the distance, two cloaked figures whispered: "I thought you would never come to the arena again after your demonstration."

"There are not many kings in the north who run to the fortress, and even fewer who fight in person."

Annan, standing in the middle of the field, lowered his black eyes slightly to suppress the boiling blood. Ahead, the iron gate slowly rose, and a low-level demon was released.