"My people, the finale you've been waiting for is about to begin. The unbeatable slave black sword is about to face off against a powerful Sask warrior, a powerful gladiator who has won five consecutive victories - Skeleton!"

"Roar !!"

At this moment, when a tired Lynch fell asleep in the jungle. In the gladiatorial arena of Fireblade City, a big drama has just begun.

Believe in Liang Tian's Black Sword, after a series of brutal duels with beasts and other gladiators. In order to attract more spectators, the owner of the gladiatorial arena finally arranged a powerful orc warrior for him as an opponent.

Skeletons! A guy who loves to torture and kill humans.

In the previous duels, all the human gladiators who were his opponents were brutally killed by him.

But it is precisely because of his undisguised blood and violence in the gladiatorial arena that he has been sought after by many orcs who also like blood and violence.

Therefore, when this orc, who had a tattoo of a skull on his bare head and carried a missing iron axe, appeared, the spectators in the stands of the gladiatorial arena erupted in earth-shattering cheers.

"Skeletons!skeletons!"

The orcs who sought blood and violence chanted his name.

Then, these people, who couldn't wait, shouted even more angrily: "Skeleton, go and shred that slave species." Just like before, cut off his limbs and then unscrew his head. ”

"Roaring !!"

The skeleton responded with a tyrannical roar.

He held the axe in his hand alof, flexing his strength and muscles. Suddenly, the cheers in the gladiatorial arena became louder.

Seeing this, Roshan, who is the owner of the gladiatorial arena, couldn't help but smile.

"That's right, that's what I'm looking forward to. It's just a pity that the slave race that gave me a lot of surprises is going to die. Ha, but for these slave races, this is a well-deserved death. ”

As the owner of the gladiatorial arena, Roshan, like the other orc spectators on the field, did not think that Black Sword would survive.

"No matter what, it's just a lowly slave race. How could it be an opponent of a powerful Sask's warrior!"

Even if their tribe had just been defeated by that distant human kingdom not long ago. But a defeat did not reverse the deep-rooted notion of orcs.

They still have a visceral contempt for humans.

So, even if the expedition not so long ago failed. Many orcs also felt that they had failed in a human sea of man's tactics, rather than in an encounter with equal forces.

Of course, this is also because the Red Tiger and the other orc warriors who returned from defeat are unwilling to announce what can be described as a humiliating battle. And to tell the truth, until now, Chihu, who is the chief of the tribe, has not really understood the reason for his failure.

Although from the mouths of the kingdom warriors who betrayed, Red Tiger gradually understood: "The human kingdom in the far east has been protected by a so-called true god, and those human legions who defeated themselves in the encounter are the servants of the so-called true god. ”

However, because there is no place for "gods" in the culture and legends of the orcs, Chihu's understanding of this has become, "The so-called true god who guards mankind? may be the great ancestor of the orcs After the creation of the world, there may also be an existence among humans that is similar to the orc ancestor Lonely, but weaker than Lonely." ”

To this end, he also consulted the most knowledgeable orc shaman in the tribe. But the old shaman was also ambiguous about this, and did not approve or oppose it.

Either way, the Red Tiger has lost the confidence to defeat the human kingdom in the far east on his own. Otherwise, he would not have offered to form an orc alliance.

However, not many people knew about this kind of thing, so when the black sword appeared at the other end of the gladiatorial arena. The orc gladiator named Skeleton first spat at the mouth with disdain, and then said to the black sword, who was a head shorter than himself, "Little Zai, it's a pity that your good luck is over."

I'll slaughter you and tear you to pieces. Trust me, you will die in despair and pain. ”

"Shut up, idiot. The pain I've endured is beyond what you fool can imagine!"

The black sword sneered mercilessly. This angered the skeleton.

So he shook the axe in his hand, and he said hatefully: "Very good, before killing you, I decided to tear your mouth apart!"

With that, he rushed over with an axe.

"Die!"

ruthlessly took the axe in the head, but he didn't expect the black sword to avoid it dangerously and dangerously. The skeleton's inevitable blow missed, and he picked up his axe and swept again.

But he didn't expect the black sword to dodge this attack with a roll. Two attacks in a row all failed, and then looking at the calm black sword in front of him, the skeleton felt insulted.

So he didn't think about it, so he opened his mouth and roared: "You bastard, you are like a dirty rat." You're just going to hide, damn bastard!"

"Idiot!"

Black Sword's answer was simple, but it also angered the skeleton in front of him again.

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to tear you to shreds!"

He rushed up again with the notched iron axe, and then slashed at the black sword with the axe in his hand one after another. But for some reason, the strong skeleton felt that the human in front of him was really like a nimble mouse.

This human really dodged all his attacks. They had been fighting for a minute, but he hadn't even been able to touch the corners of each other's clothes.

"Phew!"

Boos were already ringing in the audience. Then, after another ten seconds, seeing that the skeleton still failed to hit the opponent, there was endless scolding from the audience in the gladiatorial arena.

"Skeleton, you stupid pig. Have you been made weak by a woman!?"

"You idiot, you're such an incompetent idiot!"

These orcs in the audience weren't quality guys. When they scold, they can really say anything ugly. So the above two sentences are quite good, and the next scolding makes people's ears dirty.

For a while, the women of the skeleton's whole family and even the women of the eighteenth generation of their ancestors were all greeted. The sharpness of his words is not much more than that of a shrew scolding the street.

"Gan, you idiots, shut up !! labor"

The axe in his hand was already angry enough if he couldn't hit the opponent, so he was a "greeting" from such a chopping head and covering his face.

The skeleton is in a hurry, completely in a hurry. His eyes were red, and he scolded the audience with his throat.