[Human Record: Gladiator (1)]: Dating back to 1091 years ago, the casual actions of Junius Brutus, a Mycenaean nobleman, started a bloody and brutal fighting competition that lasted for thousands of years, and the name of the family of Junius was recorded in the annals of human countries.

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Seeing that Arthur Evans was so frightened that his face turned blue and almost incontinent, Kratos laughed and withdrew the curse of hunger into his body, and then slowly explained.

When Anidora was created by the gods and endowed with all the pain of sin in the world, due to the reservation of Athena, the goddess of wisdom, she lost her due wisdom and reason, and when she fell to the earth, she would have the illusion of sin, just like the black gas that appeared in Kratos's hands, which was done by Athena, the goddess of wisdom, in order to warn mankind.

However, once Annedora is broken, the power of her curse will gradually transfer to the person who broke it, and the power of the curse will increase with the number of times.

The curse of hunger on Anidora has been inherited by Kratos, and the hands and feet left by Athena have also dissipated with the break, which is why Kratos was able to take Anidora into Telian City with a swagger.

Although Kratos has to suffer from hunger and pain all the time, the power of the curse can be freely controlled, and as long as Kratos's will is restrained, the curse will not actively erode the creatures around him.

The city of Telian is the most glorious city of the gods on the Peloponnese, and Annedora, as the source of evil, naturally needs to hide her identity. In addition to covering it with a cloak and a face towel on a daily basis, even the name has to be replaced.

When listening to Arthur Evans' suggestion, Kratos didn't hesitate to pronounce Annedora's new name: "From now on, you'll be called Pandora." ”

Arthur Evans passed the competition for the first time, and it really caused a stir in Tellian City, and the eyes and ears of various magnates and ministers came out one after another, and it didn't take long for Kratos's name to appear on the table of those who were interested in it. "Spartans...... Hmph, it's just a beast with brute strength, no matter how strong his combat power is, he still doesn't have the strength of a hundred enemies, my brave big brother should be excited by now......"

Akdurman sneered darkly, and the parchment in his hand was densely filled with information, and the details of the content were even described in Kratos and Sparta.

"Kratos, this is the city of Tyrian, known as the Peloponnesian civilization...... Look at the women walking on the streets, with their convex and backward figures, and their white, tender and charming faces, this is definitely not a civilization that barbaric Sparta can have!"

Kratos gloomily followed Arthur Evans, unable to discover the inevitable connection between the civilization of the Mycenaean capital and the degree of development of women.

The city of Telian is worthy of being the capital of Mycenae, the most powerful country in the Peloponnese, and the prosperity is not at all comparable to that of Sparta.

Even the narrowest street can allow a knight to gallop in it, and the patrol soldiers who walk back and forth from time to time are also in good spirits, and even ordinary civilians will take the initiative to send water and melons and fruits when they see the patrol soldiers passing by.

Arthur Evans's appearance was like a debris smashed into calm water, and everyone saw him with a look of panic and uneasiness, from the old woman who was dying to the young and beautiful girl, and everyone fled in panic, and everywhere he passed was turned on his back, and not even a woman could be seen around for a while.

Kratos found that he still underestimated the "prestige" of his brother, who was even more domineering than the village officials in his previous life, and "left no women" everywhere he passed, and everyone saw Arthur Evans as if they were ghosts, not only ran away in panic but also ran to tell each other, and when they reached the next street, they would see a deserted scene.

Regarding the exaggerated scene he caused, Arthur Evans said aggrievedly: "I swear by the lifelong sexual blessing of the lower half of my body, and I have never done anything in my life to force a woman." Seeing Kratos' strange look, he hurriedly added: "I haven't even been on a civilian woman." ”

Hearing Arthur Evans explain this, Kratos immediately sensed that something was wrong. Although he hasn't been dating for much time, Kratos can be sure that his brother is definitely not a big traitor, although he is squishy and lustful, but he will not lie to himself, and most of the romantic histories that are spread on weekdays are exaggerated and boasted.

With these strange circumstances in mind, Kratos followed Arthur Evans to the destination of their trip, the Colosseum.

Even in civilized Tylian City, there are still gladiatorial arenas of killing and bloodshed.

Before he stepped out of the dimly lit passage, he could hear the cries of countless people and the roars of wild beasts.

After walking along the upward slope for a long time, when I finally walked out of the passage, the scene of this huge gladiatorial arena immediately appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Similar to the remains of Kratos' previous gladiatorial arenas, there is a huge arc-shaped plaza where thousands of civilians or dignitaries sit on stairs on the edge of the arc, and the ground directly below the stairs is the passage and the rooms that resemble a prison.

In the center of the arena is a huge circular battlefield about the size of a football field, in which gladiators, beasts, and even monsters fight.

Arthur Evans, as the prince, naturally had a special seat, and under the guidance of his attendants, they walked all the way to the outskirts of the arc, a platform that protruded from the outside, where they could feel more clearly and more closely the scene of the gladiatorial arena below.

Kratos glanced at it quickly, there were only six such special platforms in the entire gladiatorial arena, and each of them was separated by a short distance, and if he did not have a certain prestige status in Mycenae, even the extremely wealthy businessmen were probably not qualified to watch these platforms.

"Huh? This is ......."

At the edge of the platform is a raised altarpiece-like structure on which a solitary mysterious plant is planted.

The shape looks similar to that of a sunflower, and the green rhizome with thick arms is crystal clear, enough to see through the cell wall and even the vigorous vitality flowing inside.

And on the fist-sized* bloomed huge petals, neatly arranged at least a thousand petals, and the radiance gathered together to reveal a glorious brilliance similar to that of divinity.

Kratos couldn't help but reach out and caress it, but as soon as the hand approached, the petals that had been radiating brilliance suddenly changed strangely.

Like a stimulated mimosa, the closest petal suddenly curls up and rapidly loses its brilliance at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There are a total of 5 petals that quickly turn black, but the only thing that remains unchanged is the vitality that is still vibrant, and this strange change looks like a chameleon that changes according to the environment.

The crown of Rehoyana, which grows near the statues of the gods and goddesses shrouded in divinity.

Ruihe means benevolent favor, Jena is the gods on high, and Ruihe Yana represents the benevolence bestowed by the gods on mortals.

Legend has it that in ancient times, after the gods created humans, in order to protect them from being killed by wild beasts and monsters, they would bestow the crown of Rehoyana on those who sincerely believed.

When there is a strong presence nearby, the crown of Rihoyana will change accordingly, each petal curled up represents a threat with a strength equivalent to about 10 horsepower nearby, and the curled up ten flowers represent the threat of a hundred enemies, and it takes hundreds of humans to unite to deal with the threat.

Legend has it that when the gods descend, the entire crown of Rahoyana will completely shrink and fade into the existence of flower buds, which represents reverence and obedience to the power of the gods.

Information about the crown of Rhaeena is poured directly into the mind from the tattoo, as if someone was whispering in the ear.

Kratos knew in his heart that the Crown of Rehoyana had a black reaction to him, due to the evil forces that existed within him, but he didn't know if it was because of the cursed tattoo or from Pandora's hunger.

When Kratos withdrew his hand, the petals stretched again to regain their glow, and since the change was so short-lived, no one except Arthur Evans beside him noticed it.

"Huh, who's that guy?"

Kratos suddenly noticed the strange expression on Assas's face, his facial muscles twitching slightly, as if he was holding back something, and his eyes flickered and couldn't hide his hateful gaze.

As far as he could see, there was another platform diagonally opposite them.

Assas almost gritted his teeth and pronounced a name: "Junius Bruno." ”

"Junius!?"

Even if Kratos doesn't know much about the history of this world, he feels like thunder when he hears the surname "Junius".

"Junius, is it the infamous Junius family, the inventors of the cruel and ruthless gladiatorial arena?"

In this world, only the clan magnates have surnames, and ordinary commoners have only a simple name. So the surname is a symbol of honor and antiquity, and in the various countries of the Peloponnese, there is even a deprivation of the surname as an extremely severe punishment.

The king of Mycenae and his descendants had the surname Agamemnon, but only the king who inherited the imperial power could have the full surname, so the third prince could only be called Arthur Evans now.

After sitting down, Arthur Evans took the initiative to explain to Asas, who had been a slave and fought like a beast as a gladiator here.

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