Bai Si said disdainfully in his heart: What kind of dignity of the Holy See, you wall grass, if it weren't for the fact that the Nolan Holy Land was controlled by the Holy See, I am afraid that you would have dragged your family and the little ones to join the court early in the morning. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But no matter how much he looked down on a wall grass like Barodi, Bais still pretended to appreciate it and encouraged: "You are a talent, I will say a few kind words for you in front of the Pope." ”

After saying that, Bais pretended to be distressed and continued: "It's a pity that there are not many people in the empire who have the same thoughts as you, if the Sweet family agrees with the dominance of the Sweet family, then the Sweet family, as the controller of the Light Sect, will also be happy to coexist peacefully with the so-called Filly Emperor family. ”

Badillo suddenly flattered loudly: "That's right, the Sweet family produces the pope, and the Fili family produces the emperor, one is the spiritual leader, and the other is the leader of the country, so that the empire can be immortal, do you think this is the truth?" ”

After Badillo finished speaking, he turned to look at the nobles behind him, and as he expected, these so-called magnates just pursed their lips and smiled, and then ignored him.

Seeing that no one paid attention to him, Badilo secretly rejoiced in his heart: "These ignorant fools, the empire has already been surging, and sooner or later there will be a great purge, and if you don't choose a good team now, then there will be no backers at that time." ”

Bys was disappointed with the reaction of the magnates behind him, and since they wanted to be neutrals, they had to be prepared to be mermaids.

While the crowd on the VIP stage was watching carefully, the audience burst into enthusiastic applause, and saw a thousand slaves come to the center of the arena, and each of them was divided into a camp, each of them with different colors and logos.

The host held a wooden megaphone in his hand and shouted to the VIP stage: "Before the competition begins, let us pay our sincere respects to the Generalissimo of the Guangjun Army and the city lord. ”

As soon as the host's words fell, tens of thousands of spectators got up at the same time and bowed to the VIP stage, and Bais and the dignitaries sitting on the VIP platform also stood up, only to see Bais raise his right hand, and after a pause of more than ten seconds, he pressed down his right hand and motioned for the audience to sit down.

After the basic etiquette was completed, the host continued to shout: "I think you have already learned the rules of this athletic conference through the notices posted all over the streets and alleys, here I want to reiterate that this athletic conference is funded by the Nolan Northern Chamber of Commerce, and the rules are very simple, as you can see, a thousand slaves are divided into red, blue, white, green, black, yellow, purple, brown, gray, orange ten teams, each team of one hundred. All it takes is one group of slaves who can work together to take out the remaining nine warbands and they will be free. ”

What the... You can get free!!

The slaves' eyes lit up as they clenched the weapons in their hands as if they were sacred things that led them to freedom.

Seeing that the slaves' fighting spirit was encouraged by himself, the host nodded with satisfaction, then took a deep breath and shouted: "Don't talk nonsense, now I announce that the athletic conference is officially opened!" ”

With a loud "bang", the burly strong man hammered the war drum with all his strength, and the killing ceremony started!

The slaves' eyes flashed with a crazy and bloodthirsty gaze, and except for their teammates, the rest of the slaves were obstacles to their freedom. So they gave up their humanity and brought out the bloodthirsty side of their instincts to the fullest.

Often, a slave was shot by an arrow, and soon he was slashed to pieces, and the bloody flesh flew everywhere, and the audience roared with gasps as they watched the bloody slaughter.

Jing Ling and Lin Yan have always been inseparable, they tried their best to hide in the center of the team, trying to avoid the bloody and brutal massacre, but they still had to face the choice of human nature, because the comrades in front of them were basically hacked to death.

Seeing the enemy rushing towards him, Lin Yan shouted in pain, and then raised his long sword and slashed at the enemy.

And Jing Ling's situation was not easy, two yellow-clothed slaves surrounded him with spears in their hands, looking at the two daggers in their hands, Jing Ling was ruthless, and threw the two daggers at the two slaves who surrounded him, only to see that one was inserted in the thigh, and the other dodged the dagger.

Taking advantage of the moment when the slave who had dodged the dagger was stunned, Kyo Ling rushed towards the slave who was lying on the ground wailing after being hit in the thigh by the dagger. In the midst of the lightning, Jing Ling had already rushed in front of the slave, and he quickly pulled out the dagger stuck in the slave's thigh......

Just as Kyoling was about to slit his enemy's throat with his dagger, he saw the pleading in the slave's eyes.

Jing Ling's heart seemed to be stabbed by a sharp cone, and he looked at the dagger in his hand with palpitations, and then threw the dagger on the ground suddenly, and a sense of grief and indignation arose in his heart.

"What the hell am I doing!" Jing Ling knelt on the ground, looked at his rough hands and muttered to himself.

The slave who had dodged the dagger had already reacted at this moment, and he stabbed Jing Ling in the chest with his spear in both hands.

Looking at the ever-enlarging spear tip, Jing Ling roared, "What the hell are you guys doing!" ”

This roar seemed to run through the sky, the whole audience was silent for a moment, and the space seemed to be frozen at this moment, most of the slaves maintained a fighting action, and Lin Yan was holding a machete around his neck, but the slave holding the machete turned his head to look at a young man kneeling on the ground with tears on his face, and there was a slave in front of him holding a spear aimed at him, but the slave seemed to have been imprisoned, and his body did not move forward half a point, just stood stiffly.

Jing Ling's eyes were not only tears, but also anger, he clenched his fists and stood up, under the attention of the audience, he said with grief and indignation: "Look at what you have done!" Are you butchers, murderers!? ...... No, you are teachers, blacksmiths, grooms, woodcutters, peasants, you are husbands, fathers, sons!! ”

Jing Ling stepped forward and snatched the spear from the yellow-clothed slave's hand, and he threw the spear to the ground fiercely, and with a crisp sound of 'clang', the slaves seemed to be awakened.

Jing Ling put his hand on the shoulder of the yellow-clothed slave, looked him in the eye and asked, "Are you a murderer!?" ”

The yellow-clothed slave's heart suddenly felt like a knife, and he said bitterly: "It's not ......"

"You're not a murderer, so what are you!" Jing Ling asked with a cold expression.

"I'm a blacksmith." The yellow-clothed slave bowed his head and said in a trembling voice.

"Louder! Tell me, who are you! Jing Ling shouted angrily.

"I'm a blacksmith!!" The yellow-clothed slave looked up at Jing Ling and shouted, tears streaming down his cheeks and on the ground.

Jing Ling gave him a smile of relief, and then said sharply to the rest of the slaves with a straight face, "Who are you?" Murderer!? ”

"No, I'm a father!" A black-clothed slave who was pointed at by Jing Ling shouted.

A red-clothed slave beside him was also indignant: "I'm not a murderer! I'm a husband and a son! ”

"None of us are murderers, no one has the right to ask us to abandon our humanity, no one!" Jing Ling glanced at the slaves in the field, under his righteous and solemn resignation, the slaves threw down their weapons and glared angrily at the people on the audience, the sound of the weapons hitting the ground seemed to wake up all the audience, and they began to realize that these slaves were human beings like themselves!