I became the master of the alien world

Chapter 181 The Prelude to the Chaotic War

It was early in the morning, with a hint of fish belly white showing in the east, and a cool breeze blowing slowly. Lancelot looked at the green trees on both sides of the mountain path, and the hard sand and gravel on the ground made the soles of his feet hurt.

Today is the day for Lancelot to participate in the melee. The boy is wearing a clean white short robe and a pair of soft-soled cloth shoes. The sky-blue ribbon used to tie up his long hair is flying in the wind.

"Hiss." A cool breeze suddenly filled his chest, and Lancelot couldn't help but groan, and his mood became happy.

Lancelot walked quickly down the hillside and came to the streets in the market. He could see many vendors carefully placing their goods and preparing for the incoming guests.

As usual, the market in Blackthorn is quiet and peaceful. Although there are many shops here, the vendors are friends with each other and there are few conflicts.

Lancelot glanced in the direction of Pasha's Tavern and found that the door of the tavern was closed. The Pasha's Tavern would only be open to the public near evening.

At this time, Lancelot had already entered the wide and dark tunnel, and a few minutes later arrived underground at the Blackthorn Arena.

"Lancelot, long time no see."

As soon as Lancelot reached the first underground floor, he saw Bolu standing at the corner, looking at him with a smile on his face.

The black man was wearing a short black robe of coarse cloth, and his dark bald head was shining.

"Good morning, Teacher Boru." The boy walked up to Boru and greeted him friendly, with a somewhat surprised tone: "Didn't you leave the Blackthorn? Why are you here?"

"Lancelot, today is your crucial battle. As your teacher, how can I be absent?" Boru smiled, patted the boy on the shoulder and said: "How are you, are you ready?"

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"Honestly, not really." Lancelot curled his lips and said.

"Let's go and put on the armor first."

After Boru finished speaking, he took Lancelot to the room where the weapons were stacked. Lancelot walked into the door and looked at the armor and helmets scattered on the ground, feeling a sense of déjà vu.

"Put it on quickly, the game will start soon." Boru said and stood outside the door waiting.

"Er!" Lancelot muttered a spell silently, and the armor and helmet that were thrown into the space crack last time fell to the ground.

The boy picked up the dusty armor, shook it vigorously, and then put it on his body. This time he decided to replace it with a new spear, even though the spear from the last game was still the same as the new one.

Lancelot has considered using the Black Thorn Spear in battle. After all, the book defines it as an artifact-level weapon. It is of course hundreds of times stronger than these scrap metals. Moreover, the Black Thorn Spear has the ability to absorb vitality during battle.

It will undoubtedly be very practical.

But Lancelot was still unwilling to take it out from the space rift. After all, this was an artifact that even the mighty King Caesar of the Lineker Kingdom wanted to get. Lancelot simply didn't have the ability to control it.

Once it appears, it will be taken away by the strong.

Furthermore, although the Black Thorn Spear absorbed the ice wolf's blood in the Frost Forest and became much longer, it is only a little over one meter in length. The small attack range is a fatal flaw.

Because of these two points, Lancelot had to fight with ordinary weapons. However, the body of the Black Thorn's spear is made of extremely tough rosewood, and the head of the spear is forged from fine steel. It is a perfect fit for a gladiator.

arms.

"Teacher Boru, let's go."

Lancelot had already finished putting on his armor and walked out of the room to say hello to Boru.

"Isn't this a new armor? Why is it so dirty?" Boru asked suspiciously when he saw the yellow sand in the gaps of Lancelot's breastplate.

Lancelot did not answer, but quickened his pace and came to the slope at the entrance of the Blackthorn Arena.

"Teacher Boru, if I lose this game, when you go back there, help me bring a message to Lilith." Lancelot's expression became a little sad.

Boru scratched his bald head and was confused by the boy's sudden words: "Lancelot, what do you mean by this?"

"Tell Lilith that Lancelot will not come back."

Lancelot said to himself, then turned around and walked up the slope resolutely.

Boru looked at the boy's somewhat lonely back, and the expression on his face became complicated. He wanted to tell Lancelot the truth, but he still held back.

At least it's not the time yet, Lancelot must rely on his own strength to tide over the difficulties.

Lancelot walked to the entrance of the Blackthorn Arena and stopped. Through the iron fence, he saw the crowds of people on the auditorium, like waves of colorful heat.

"Click!" The guard at the door began to turn the rocker, and the heavy iron fence slowly rose.

A few seconds later, Lancelot took a deep breath and stepped onto the land of the Blackthorn Arena.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Lancelot's ears were suddenly filled with crazy roars, but now he was used to it and began to calmly observe the situation in the arena.

"One, two, three, four, five." Lancelot silently counted the number of people in the arena. Each player was standing in different positions. It seemed that they were all here.

Lancelot held a spear in his hand and stood not far from the entrance, waiting for Gloria's voice announcement.

"Welcome to the Blackthorn Arena! Today is the last day of the first round of the finals. This game is in the form of a melee, and there can only be one winner!"

Gloria still only heard her voice but not her person, and Lancelot was not interested in listening to what the blue-robed mage said at this time. He had already focused all his attention on today's opponent.

"The first contestant is Et, the gladiator from the Blackthorn Arena!"

"Bah, bang, bang!" The audience burst into thunderous applause, accompanied by warm cheers.

Lancelot quickly locked his eyes on a tall warrior. Most of the man's face was hidden behind a helmet. The style of the armor was exactly the same as the silver armor he was wearing. It was obviously from the pile of armor on the first floor of the underground.

Selected from the armor room.

I saw two exaggerated double knives in Aite's hands, the blades reflecting a cold light under the sunlight.

"The second contestant is Pei Xi, a sailor from Jinggang!"

There was only one person holding a harpoon on the field, and Lancelot found the target easily.

Sailor Peixi is naked from the waist up and has clear bronze muscle lines. It can be seen that he is an extremely explosive warrior.

"The third contestant is Kelvin, the deputy commander of the Second Legion from the Kingdom of Burlon!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire audience was in an uproar. Of course, they were not expressing disdain, but they were in disbelief.

(End of chapter)