War Paradise

For a long time, human beings have been bloodthirsty creatures. Even in peaceful times, they are eager to see blood of the same kind.

The entertainment industry in ancient times is naturally very different from modern times. People cannot watch TV comfortably at home, nor can they play games to experience the excitement. Various entertainment venues such as KTV and amusement parks are also completely non-existent. Except for a few artists who have found their hobbies, most people actually have a very boring life.

Fortunately, in this era, concepts such as "human rights" simply do not exist. This also makes people find new ways to entertain:

In the pursuit of excitement, bloody entertainment competitions such as "glamour fighting" have become people's first choice for leisure and pastime.

With tens of thousands of onlookers watching, the gladiators used various killing tools to carry out desperate fights. Until he took out the opponent's heart with steel claws, or was nailed through his head by the opponent's spear.

Although it sounds very cruel, in this era, the number of spectators is huge, and the spectators who come to watch the battle are also all kinds:

The gray-haired old man, the innocent teenager, the gentle and kind housewife, and even the Little Princess who usually lives in the palace... all kinds of spectators, in the auditorium of the Colosseum, saw one after another. Of life and death.

Today, gladiatorial fights have become the most "loved" entertainment item for the people. Whether they are ordinary people or high-ranking officials, they will watch a few games when they have nothing to do. Even more, they will even buy tickets for a week, except for meals. The time except sleeping and going to the toilet is spent in the auditorium of the arena.

In order to meet the needs of the audience, in this bloody city named after the "Colosseum", each arena is constantly increasing the number of times. The battles that were originally only conducted during the day have also increased the night and midnight fields, and even There are small-scale competitions even in the second half of the night.

The seven large-scale arenas in the city have all spent money on attracting guests and various propaganda methods have been used. The "Caesar's Colosseum" where Lin Chi is located is also one of the seven large-scale arenas.

"The night game is about to start, don't miss it! Welcome to the Caesars Arena, now buy tickets and get bread!"

"The game in the Caesars Arena is absolutely the most exciting. Our death rate is as high as ten points. The defeated gladiators cannot leave the arena alive! Unlike the benevolent cowards in other arenas, the warriors here are Really warrior!"

A group of gorgeously dressed young girls in silk dresses imported from the East are standing on both sides of the nearby streets, waving enthusiastically, trying to win over the pedestrians coming and going.

If they change to normal, they will undoubtedly be able to attract many customers, but today, the work efficiency of these girls is much lower, because the "Alexander Arena" in the neighborhood next door, this time used a killer.

"This guest, don't you really come to see the Caesars Arena?" The young girl with a little baby fat on her face grabbed the arm of a young man who hurriedly passed by, and when the other party turned her head, she deliberately The tulle on his chest was pulled downwards, revealing the unfathomable "career line": "Just treat it for me, will you come to have fun? The game here is very exciting..."

"No need." The young man in an old commoner, with a disgusted expression on his face, threw off the girl's hand, and continued to move forward without looking back, but coldly dropped a word, leaving the girl standing in the night breeze. Frozen:

"I'm going to Alexandria Arena, please don't bother me?"

Most of the pedestrians on the street went to the Alexander Arena. There are very few spectators who enter the Caesars Arena to watch the night game.

When the game was about to begin, Lin Chi and the other slaves were once again locked into the cage by the soldiers.

In the words of the instructor, they learned the fighting methods of gladiators on the field by watching the battle on the sidelines. However, Lin Chi deeply doubted the efficiency of this kind of learning, because now except for him, the slaves in the cages are already sitting on the ground and asleep...

"Um?"

Noting that there were fewer spectators this time than in the afternoon game, Lin Chi frowned slightly, realizing that things were not simple.

Although he was locked in a cage, he didn't know what happened outside the court. But the audience who should have been in this arena should have been attracted away by other activities.

——Now there are other arenas planning to make big news?

Just thinking of this, Lin Chi popped up a few kill prompts again:

The player "Eat Sweet Potatoes" has died.

The player "Master of the Shadow Alliance" has died.

According to his statistics, from entering the game to the present, in less than half a day in the game, eleven players have already exited, and all of them were killed by NPCs. In this game, there is not even one head taken by the player.

It seems that own inference should be correct. The players in this game were all born as "Gladiators". And those unlucky dead were sent to the arena, and then killed by the ferocious gladiator NPC.

When Lin Chi was thinking about it, a kill prompt popped up again, and another player died in the hands of the NPC.

——So, what exactly is that arena doing?

Several muscular gladiators in light armor entered the Caesar arena, and under the light of torches around the venue, the muscles on their bodies flashed with bronze gleams. Although the audience today is pitifully small, the host still dutifully shouted:

"Everyone, the first fight tonight is about to begin!"

"Oh..." There were several listless responses from the audience, not even as loud as the snoring of slave gladiators on the sidelines.

At this time, in the square Colosseum next to it, there was a lot of noise. Not only were the auditoriums full, there were many people waiting to buy tickets to enter the venue, and even wealthy businessmen offered to pay more. Several times the money, just to get a ticket to enter the arena.

As for why they are so excited, just look at the "person" standing in the middle of the arena.

It was a dark figure, riding the same dark horse, with a decadent Death breath rushing toward his face. The whole body of this person was covered with heavy black armor, and the tattered cloak was hanging weakly behind him.

There is no doubt that this guy is not a human gladiator, but an undead who was "resurrected" by the god of death!

In the deafening cheers and applause of the audience, the host roared in excitement, overwhelming the noisy voice in the audience:

"His body is soaked in dragon blood and is impenetrable. This eternal curse allows him to continue fighting after death! Cheers, cheer to the defending champion of the dominance arena for thirty years! Become the'Dragon Blood Knight' Zig When flying on the stage, all War Practitioners will usher in the most terrifying battle in their lives!"

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