In the dim and damp room, there are only horizontal stools enclosed on three sides.

The brick-topped walls are overgrown with odd vines and some green lichens.

A rusty metal door blocked the doorway to the room, and outside of the holiday, there was a passage with a slight light, and some noisy sounds could be heard from the other side of the passage.

"It's just the five of you, right, are you all here?"

The goblin holding the script looked at the five goblins in front of him, and saw that the other party had no reaction, so he continued to say impatiently:

"Okay, knowing that your IQ is relatively low, I'll just say that I'll listen to it all once, wait for you to go out and see that [Iron Eater], don't be afraid, attack for a while, try to escape as late as possible, of course it's best if you don't run away."

The goblin continued:

"If you can persist in not running away in the end, then when it's over, one person can add a chicken soil."

"Wait a minute, can I ask for chicken soil now?"

A "goblin" wearing full-body armor and a helmet suddenly raised his hand and asked.

However, this "goblin" looks a little strange, because from the gap in the helmet, a lot of black and white hairs emerge, and it looks like a bunch of hairballs have been squeezed into the helmet.

But who would do such a thing?

A goblin on the side quickly pulled his hand down, and then said categorically:

"No, you don't want to."

The goblin glared at the goblin in front of him, and then said:

"You're here to fight in the gladiatorial arena, not to talk about cross talk!"

The goblin then muttered in a whisper:

"So what else is there to do with this job, the goblins have been pulled over to be gladiators......"

The noise outside suddenly became noisy, and it sounded as if someone was cheering, and then the voice of the host was heard:

"Ladies and gentlemen! Next is the most important part of this time, after [Iron Eater] defeated [Oishi] Johnson, he ushered in a new challenge, no rest, no healing, not even a chance to go to the toilet! He's about to face fifty in a wheel-and-wheel battle...... What the? Not a wheel war? I'll see, oh oh, that's it......"

The noise outside was louder again.

But the host was quick to say;

"He's about to take on fifty goblins in a big brawl! The first to defeat 10 opponents, including the Iron Eater, will receive a huge prize! A piece of high-end custom rare equipment! Warriors! Go for it! ”

After the host finished shouting, the goblin opened the door at once, and then said to the five goblins behind him:

"That's it! It's up to you! Wait for the brave fight! Points of violence. ”

When the goblin finished speaking, he opened the iron door.

The five goblins quickly drew their weapons and walked down the passage towards the front.

Walking through the dimly lit passage, the light grew brighter and the sound grew louder and louder.

It was the shouts of the audience.

When Arthur heard this shout, he couldn't help but clench the hilt of the sword in his hand, and Umegawa Kuko also took a deep breath:

"I didn't expect the PVP of this game to be so real, I'm a little excited......"

"Don't forget our adventure mission."

Arthur said to Kuko Umegawa.

"Don't worry, the others will definitely be able to react after seeing these three NPCs."

Arthur shook his head:

"It's hard to say."

As the two of them spoke, the three "goblins" behind the two of them were crookedly followed, which were actually the three hamsters that were forcibly stuffed into the armor, and they walked slower and slower.

"Goo-dong"

The three hamsters swallowed at the same time.

When the passage came to an end, the sudden bright light made the five people can't help but close their eyes slightly, and the white dazzling light makes it impossible for them to see the audience clearly.

But the shouts in my ears can show how it is in this gladiatorial arena......

What about people?

Umegawa Kuko adjusted to the bright light in front of her slightly, and then blinked.

In front of him was a Roman arena-like building that could accommodate tens of thousands of people, but in the stands that surrounded the center of the arena, there were only a few dozen people sitting scattered around.

At first glance, it looks like a float in the ocean.

But the shouts in my ears are still so clear.

"Hey, what are you doing here stupidly? Hurry up, I'm not tired, huh? ”

In one corner of the stands, a skeleton in a shirt shouted at the five people in a daze.

In front of him, there was a crystal ball-like thing, Umegawa Kuko must have seen it before, or in the ancient ruins, but the specific appearance is still a little different.

And those voices seem to come out of these crystal balls.

"Click, click......"

Umegawa Kuko heard a strange noise, and some crumbs of clay fell in front of him.

He looked up at the stands not far behind.

A fat goblin sat in the stands not far away, holding a bucket of clay in his hand, eating "click, click", and on the two seats next to him, there were all kinds of snacks.

There was also a small goblin on the side, wearing a hand-sewn fur hat, bell-bottoms, and holding a drink with an unknown red liquid.

"Dad, why a goblin?"

"Ah...... Probably because of the budget, after all, the gladiatorial arena has not been very popular for many years, but he still has his charm. ”

The fat goblin said without much energy.

"Dad, I don't want to watch it, it's not interesting, they act so fake, can we go play something else? You're finally able to stay with me on vacation, Dad, I want to play with Wyvern! ”

The little goblin shouted noisily.

"Huh? But Dad was very fond of horns...... Okay, okay, let's go play with Wyvern. ”

The fat goblin obviously wanted to watch the gladiatorial fight, but because of the little goblin's incessant pleading, he finally got up with difficulty, and began to pack up the food next to him.

The audience on the field was reduced by two again.

Umegawa lowered her head, the cheers and shouts of the audience still ringing in her ears, although it was made by the lich with magical powers, there were only a few dozen spectators in the stands.

All of this made Umegawa Kuko's brain a little confused, and the more he thought about it, the more incredible he felt, the more terrifying he felt, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt - angry!

About this game, about this world so real, he discovers a truth!

"What about the game crew playing us? Doing this scene, and deliberately making a lich play music in front of us, is it a mockery of us, 'Stupid hanging goblins, you are such a weak chicken, you also want the arena of the public, let's go!' 'So, it must be, right?' Grass! ”

"I don't know ......"

Arthur also looked a little speechless.

And in the arena, the continuous shouts of the players have been heard:

"Dog Planning! Sweet pear grain! ”

"Grass mud horse! It hurts Lao Tzu's blood for a long time! ”

"Is it interesting to make this scene mock people?!"

"Be a man! Dog Planning! ”

"I have to go to the forum to spray you stupid dick!"

Shouts like that.

The three hamsters shrank their necks in their armor when they heard the murderous shouts around them...... They can't shrink anymore.

Although the players had a lot of dissatisfaction, and there were no spectators in the stands, after all, the gladiatorial task was still going on, and they didn't immediately go offline to the forum to spray.

Who knew that the mission would still be there after going offline? After all, it's a special task related to the title reward, and 50 of the 2,100 people chose them.

And listening to the host's meaning just now, it seems that as long as you defeat ten opponents, you can get special customized equipment!

Custom-made gear! Is it that purple legendary gear?!

Although there are many dissatisfaction with the scene production, players even have a kind of [If it weren't for the fact that there is only this simulated reality online game in the world, we would have withdrawn!] Dog Planning! This feeling, but for the possible purple legendary equipment.

Everyone is gearing up, and there will be a fierce battle.

At this moment, suddenly a bipedal wyvern flew through the sky, and the loud sound of a horn echoed throughout the arena—

“ＤＩＯ——！”

The wyvern shouted, swept down at great speed, and a strong, heavily armed goblin leaped off the wyvern's back.

"Bang!"

The goblin landed on the ground in the most primitive and effective way, landing on both knees.

"I'm the Iron Eater! No one can challenge me! Oh! ”

If it weren't for kneeling on the ground, this would probably be a very imposing sentence.

The cheering and shouting around seemed to be a little louder.

But the fat goblin, who was still packing up, laughed a few times, then sighed, and said:

"Hey, I've been watching this routine for decades, and I still think it's very interesting, but now young people like violence, blood, and excitement, it's really ......"

"Daddy! Let's go! I'm going to play Wyvern! ”

The little goblin urged again.

The fat goblin left the arena with the little goblin out of the spectator tunnel.

"Ladies! Gentlemen! The most bloody moment has finally arrived! It's these goblins who win in the end! Or our Iron Eater will sweep them all! Let's wait and see! ”

"Hurry up!"

"Hurry up!"

"I want to see bloodshed! Bleed! ”

"Hit! Don't waste Lao Tzu's ticket money! ”

A total of four shouts rang out in the stands, and the rest of the spectators were still very civilized.

Some of the players had already started to move, and three of them, almost at the same time, were coming towards Arthur.

"Be careful, they're going to kill us first."

Arthur clenched his dagger and said to Kuko Umegawa.

"Squeak——!

The three hamsters made nervous sounds.

(PY has a new book "Kanto Champion's Elf Live Room" because I'm testing the waters, so please help me, if you like elves, you can go and see it.) ）

(26-3=23 This chapter counts 5.12.) 5.13 The first chapter is at twelve o'clock at noon. ）

(In the future, there will be four shifts a day, two shifts guaranteed, and two shifts to repay debts, and I feel that I will be able to pay it off before June 1st, Enne.) ）

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