Augustus Under the Horseshoe

Arena. \"

Abhuos rubbed his ears that were noisy by the sound waves, and led everyone, among the bustling horses, to squeeze out a passage with difficulty. A huge open area immediately caught everyone's eyes, dozens of idle horses. People who are bored or who want to win glory for the clan, amidst the thunderous applause of the audience, they fought wildly together.

We can only choose wooden blunt weapons. This is all the rules of [internal communication].

Dozens of young priests who have just stepped into the path of druids prayed to the gods for healing magic. While exercising their ability to cast spells, after the end of the game, the bruised men of various races healed the horror. Injury.

Next to them, there are several golden horses and horses wearing gold ornaments, gathering crowds to sell winning gambling vouchers, trying to make more money for expensive jewellery in this exchange meeting.

"Let me introduce you, look, that muscular sister is expensive. She is the chief of the Stormpike clan, Kressa." Abhors pointed to the tallest and burly man on the field, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

Kresa is eight feet tall, with countless huge muscles squeezed into a firm mass on the surface of her skin. Holding an equally strong man and horse with her bare hands, she alive lifted the nearly one-ton robes above her head!

The corner of Painhurs' mouth also twitched involuntarily. Christina also has muscles, but most of them are hidden in her fair skin and graceful figure. The six-pack abs on Xiaoman's waist makes this rouge horse full of wild beauty.

But the chief of the Stormpike clan... the huge, hard muscles are as big as rocks, exposed to the air naked, making her more like the protein queen in biology textbooks.

\"Ah, there is that.\" Abhuos found the second chief in the auditorium. Six of the thirteen chiefs have yet to arrive. The seven leaders who came first had nothing to do all day, so they had to soak in the arena to pass the time.

\"Look, that beautiful girl with two elves on her back. Her name is An Ran. She is the chief of the Tasmar clan. This clan is nomadic in the Transcaucasian region between the Black Sea and the Caspian Sea and often talks with high elves colonizers. Do business with demons.

Perhaps because of living in the gap between two powerful kingdoms, the Tasmar clan gradually gave up the pride of its ancestors and became a group of pragmatists. Soldiers will carry some alien archers or casters

Enter the battlefield. The two elf priests are her guards and her male favorites. \"

Speaking of this, Abhuos glanced at his side without leaving a trace.

\"It's strange, why didn't I see the chief of the Wind Howl clan... shouldn't, that lunatic didn't come to the arena?\"

Chief Withered Bones looked around, trying to find the figure of an old friend. Suddenly, a tyrannical wind fell from the sky, and the huge wind pressure almost bends everyone's knees. After raging, the terrifying airflow quickly entangled into the appearance of a man and horse.

Slender tall slender body, soft and flowing snow-green hair, and a cute face with a little baby fat. Chief Wind Howl looks like ghosts all over his body. There are no irises and pupils inside his eye sockets, but instead a burst of crackling storm current escapes. Let her have a refreshing black short hair, just like a lion's mane, standing upright.

\"Abhuos! You guy wants to come to the arena to make two gestures? Come on, without that **** sickle, I will definitely be able to trample you under the hoof!\"

\"Calm down, you lunatic. Look, the lady in Chimera skin is the famous Bloodfury Chief.\" The Withered Bones Chief said coldly.

\"Christina, this **** who is only half related to everyone, is the leader of the Wind Howl clan, Maid.\"

\"Hey! You non-male and female monster, who bastard!\" Mead caressedly put his arms around the shoulder of the Chief Withered Bones, and said without mind.

Because there were no pupils, Rouge Liema couldn't determine where the opponent was looking. However, the current in Chief Wind Howl's eyes flickered more and more intensely.

\"The chief of the Bloodfury clan.\"

Chief Wind Howl squinted his eyes, and the storm current in his eyes made a harsh scream.

\"Will you come to the court to communicate? Your opponent is the daughter of Karamayr, Chief Windhowl, 1st-level barbarian and 5th-level warlock.\"

\"Happy to accompany you.\" The pride in Rouge Liema's heart does not allow her to show weakness in front of another clan chief. So readily agreed.

\"Your opponent is the daughter of Anna, the Bloodfury Chief, a level 6 barbarian.\"