Warhammer Wizard

　　 "Sicarius?"

Torsedrin laughed, a little proud: "He is one of the best gladiators in the mallet arena, especially the single player, no one can beat the legend. Sikaius can get the lord Adult’s appreciation, this is his luck."

　　 He was not surprised by Renn’s request.

　　The arena is extremely popular in the empire. There are many crazy good people, including VIPs with high status. They use their power to meet the favorite gladiators and give some rewards.

　　 Of course, some people actually want to dig the corner of the arena to recruit gladiators.

　　 This is also one of the reasons why many transcendents are willing to become gladiators. Being famous in the arena is equivalent to getting an ascending channel.

　　Imperial law does not allow slaves, and gladiators are all free. Therefore, there is a stipulation in their contract that they can end the contract and leave at any time as long as they want.

　　Tor Sedlin has been running the arena for so many years, and he immediately guessed Ren's thoughts.

　　 However, he was very relieved of Sicarius.

　　 In the past few years, I don’t know how many people wanted to recruit Sicarius to their subordinates and offered very generous terms, far higher than the income in the arena, but Sicarius was never tempted.

　　 This Makurag has its own principles, and it is not so easy to be poached.

　　 Tor Sedlin didn't think Renne had this ability.

　　He called an elf man, and said, "Go and call Sicarius up."

　　 Rehn didn't understand these things. Seeing Torsedrin's cooperation, he suddenly realized that his ideas might not be so easy to realize.

　　 A few minutes later, the elf returned to the box, but his face was a little embarrassed, and he reported: "Next, Sicarius said that it is time for a break in the arena. He wants to exercise and does not want to be disturbed."

　　 Tosidlin showed a dilemma: "Lord, do you want to come back another day?"

　　Actually, he knew Sicarius' habit a long time ago, and he deliberately asked Sicarius to invite Sicarius, just tactfully refuse.

　　 Before Renne could respond, as the lord's confidant, Fabian took the lead to express his dissatisfaction, "A gladiator is really a big air."

　　 Ren raised his hand to stop him.

　　From the Voice of Everything, he heard the conversation between the elves and Sicarius. The elves did not tell the truth. Sicarius was indeed exercising, but he did not completely refuse to see people, but asked others to see him.

　　 "There is no need to change the day." Rennes said with a smile: "Mr. Torsedlin will lead the way. I will visit Sikaius in person, just to say a few words."

　　 Actually, he wants to see more than Sikaius.

　　 At this moment, beside Sicarius, there are other gladiators.

　　 Listening to their conversation, they should all be Makurag people. He wanted to confirm whether that unknown peculiar element was unique to Sicarius or the racial talent of the Makurag people.

　　 This is very important to Rennes.

　　 If only Sicarius possesses the element, then see it; if it is their racial talent, then there may be the most terrifying army in the world!

　　 For this reason, Renn did not hesitate to cheek and pretended not to understand Torsedlin's decline.

　　 Torsedlin was taken aback for a moment, feeling helpless, he could only agree.

Amelis next to 　　 was aroused and said: "I want to meet this gladiator too, Torsedlin, will you refuse?"

　　 "Of course, two distinguished guests, please follow me."

　　 Tosidlin smiled and gestured to please.

　　 From the box on the top of the arena, outside the corridor, in addition to the waiters in the arena, there are three extraordinary people waiting.

　　 When they saw Emilys, they immediately saluted her and shouted, "The captain."

　　 Ryan's eyes swept over them, and he couldn't help being surprised.

All three of them are men. The one in the middle wears a silver-white armor with white hair and white beard. It can be seen that he is very old, but he is still strong and tall, with blue eyes. The eyes are clear, without the slightest senility.

　　 Seen in the eyes of the soul, this old man is a legendary swordsman.

　　 Swordsman is a very ancient profession, between the ranger and the iron guard, seeking a balance between power and agility, without any spells, and few elements, pursuing the purest and ultimate swordsmanship.

　　 With the development of the times, transcendental professions tend to be specialized, and the application of various elements makes transcendents stronger and stronger.

　　 The swordsman who fights with only one sword is gradually eliminated by the times because of the single method.

　　 Few people now choose to be a swordsman.

　　 Legendary swordsman is even rarer.

　　 Ren thought, this should be another legend of the Dragon Stone Mercenary Group.

　　The old swordsman’s side is a middle-aged strong man with dark skin and thick hair, but a little bald, which makes the appearance that is not very handsome and becomes even more unsightly.

　　 This person is a high-level ranger.

　　Ryan discovered his secret at a glance. When he looked at Amelis, although his face looked normal, his soul immediately changed to yellow and green, full of heart and admiration.

　　 However, it was the third person who surprised Ren the most.

When he first saw it, he thought it was a half-person, as high as an ordinary person's waist, short and thin, with stubby legs, disproportionately large head, prominent forehead, and black hair like a chicken coop , Still has a messy beard, half of his nose is cut off, revealing two black nostrils, extremely ugly and looks a bit scary.

　　 Through the state of soul, Renn knew that this was not a half human, but a human.

　　 should be a dwarf born with deformity.

　　 Despite his ugly appearance, this dwarf is an extraordinary person, and a very rare branch of warlock, a high-level demon warlock!

　　 Demon warlocks gain the ability to cast spells by enslaving demons and fusing the blood of demons.

　　 Their fighting method is similar to that of the All-Spirit Wizard, but the demons summoned are small in number and have a high risk. They may be backlashed by the demons at any time.

　　Because they often deal with demons, they will inevitably be infected with the aura of evil energy. Many demon warlocks eventually fall into the abyss and become the minions of evil gods.

　　 Therefore, Demon Warlocks are always excluded and guarded.

　　 Rehn took a look at the soul of this demon warlock. He had a stable and peaceful mind. He was a faithful believer of the magic goddess. The fire of faith was pure and showed no signs of degeneration. It was in a better state than many transcendents.

　　 He doesn't admire a little.

　　As a congenital deformity, he has also become a demon warlock. In the past, I don't know how many ordinary people can't bear the discrimination and slander, but he can maintain a good attitude. This must be a person with great wisdom.

　　 Emily nodded to the three of them in response, letting them follow.

　　Walking in the arena, Emilys introduced the three to Rennes. The legendary swordsman is called Astan and is over two hundred years old; the middle-aged ranger is Bigebel; the name of the demon warlock is Ding Laji.

　　 "I have seen Lord Lord."

　　 When they learned that the mercenary group had accepted Ren's employment, the three had different mentalities.

　　 Astan’s emotions were calm, as if he was looking at an unrelated person; Bigebel’s eyes fell on Ren’s face, his heart was very vigilant, and a bit of hostility immediately grew.

　　 Ding Laji was a little curious about Ren, and the color of his soul kept changing.

　　Ryan remembered their reaction and didn't say much.

　　 Soon, Torsedrin led everyone to the ground floor of the arena, which was divided into hundreds of spacious rooms, providing various services for the gladiators.

　　 Training grounds, recuperation rooms, bars, and casinos are crowded with people.

Walking on the road, in many dim corners or behind the door, there was a burst of gasping. Ren's eyesight was too good. At a glance, he saw the white flowers, humans, elves, and some strange things. A strange race.

　　 There are not only heterogeneous pairs, but also in-phase attraction. At least several pairs of hunks are fighting fiercely. Interracial **** is even more normal, without the slightest concealment, and they are very happy in public.

　　Even, he saw a female tauren.

　　 "Fuck!"

　　 Ren was almost blinded by the flash, "This taste is too heavy..."

Tosedlin noticed the changes in his watch, spread his hands, and explained: "Gladiators are on the verge of life and death every day. They can only use alcohol and paralyze themselves. They are energetic. If they do not meet the requirements, the arena will be released sooner or later. Unrest will break out."

　　 Ryan nodded on the surface, but in his heart he was trying to erase the picture he had just seen.

　　 He turned his head and looked, and found that Emilys had put on the hood again, covering most of her face, her eyes were intent, and her soul was very stable. UU reading www.uukanshu.com seemed to have become commonplace.

　　 Other people's reactions were normal, only the excitement of the Demon Warlock Ding Laji leaped.

　　 Renn stay away from him without a trace.

　　 Passed through the entertainment area and entered a spacious training ground, where there were three gladiators working out. The scene was completely different from the situation outside.

　　 Rain found Sicarius at a glance.

　　 He was only wearing a pair of leather armor shorts, lying flat on a stone slab, holding a huge iron block weighing five thousand pounds in each hand, and moving continuously up and down.

　　 Every time the iron block is lifted, the muscles of the arm and the chamber collapse and loosen, like a machine.

　　 I don't know how long he has been practicing. The sweat has completely wetted him, and his huge body is steaming. From a distance, he can feel the great visual impact.

A gasp sounded beside 　　, and the middle-aged ranger sighed softly than Gobel, "What a powerful force!"

　　 "He has at least five power elements." Astan made a judgment.

　　 Ding Laji did not speak, but stared at Sicarius' strong and tall body, with envy in his eyes.

Ryan didn’t care about this, but looked at the other two gladiators in the training ground. Like Sikathias, they both reached two meters tall. They were tall and strong. They had explosive muscles. It is a Makurag.

　　 Two souls were revealed before my eyes, and each element emerged.

　　 The strength of these two Makurag people is far inferior to Sicarius, and they are only equivalent to intermediate transcendents of level four to five, with only six or seven elements.

　　 Rehn observed their souls, and immediately saw the two elements in expectation!

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