Chopard didn't know how long he had been drifting, and there was still some food in the aircraft. But now, he had finished eating. He didn't know how to control the aircraft, and he was afraid that before the aircraft landed, he would already starve to death.

"Detect that you are in a debilitating state and initiate the rescue plan. Please fasten your seatbelt. ”

The system kept prompting him to fasten his seatbelt, but Chopard never did. Now, in order to survive, he can only obey the order and buckle the seat belt.

"The God-making Project is in ......"

God-making plan?

Chopard was stunned for a moment, not knowing why. Suddenly, a projection appeared, and the familiar figure made Chopard burst into tears.

"Dad!"

Yes, this projection is Father Xiao.

"Xiaobang, when you see this video, it means that the earth has been destroyed, and I am definitely gone. Don't be sad, your mother and I have spent almost our lives on this god-making project. I never said how your mother died, and now I can tell you that she sacrificed herself to make this project progress. ”

"The galaxy is a conspiracy, and we on Earth are just a plaything in captivity. We escaped from the galaxy, and people thought that we would have a better survival, but unfortunately the most terrible abyss is outside the galaxy. Remember, this god-making plan is related to the development of humanity. And you, as the last human being, are to take on the hope of humanity. This is also the hope of your mother and me, and the next road is up to you. Your mother and I will bless you in the other world. ”

At the end of the projection, a manipulator pops out of the side. The manipulator grabbed a syringe filled with red liquid, and without giving Chopard the slightest chance to react, it stabbed directly into Chopard's neck.

Chopin's body shuddered suddenly, his eyes widened, and bloodshot crept up the whites of his eyes. He could feel the fluid rushing through his veins, and then quickly following his bloodstream into his heart.

Knock knock!

He could hear the beating of his heart, like a drum, very clear and deafening. Then, a sharp pain consumed him. Chopin had fainted before he could shout, and it was a good thing for him to faint.

Very hideous bloodlines crawled on his skin, and these bloodlines seemed to be alive, crawling all over his body at once, even his face. After a while, the blood quickly faded away, as if it had never appeared.

……

The natives of the planet Norse are very warlike, they have the blood of battle in their veins, and they respect martial arts. On the third-ranked planet in the universe, no one dares to provoke these guys who just want to fight.

When Chopard woke up, the environment had changed. He is no longer drifting in space, but on the ground. A dilapidated house with a faint fishy smell wafting through the air.

"Here...... It's ......"

Chopard straightened up, immediately alert. This can't be Earth, so he must have dropped it in this place and was picked up. He remembered his father's words and didn't trust any aliens.

"Babble, are you awake? It's not in vain that I used a heart pill to feed you. ”

The door was opened, and a fat man, no, could not be called a man, for although the other man looked like a human, his eyes were red and he had a single horn.

"Who are you!"

Chopard grabbed a stick and made a defensive gesture.

"Look at you like this, you must be from another planet, right? The body bones are good, and the recovery is also good. Here, you can jump and show me. "That person (for convenience, in the future, all other aliens will be represented by people.) He touched his horn and said to Chopin.

"You bad people, I'm going to kill you!" Chopard knew that he could not escape, and when he remembered his father's last face, Chopard suddenly became angry. Suddenly, he felt a force from his lower abdomen to his palm.

The stick was swung out by Chopard with a sound that pierced the air, and when it was about to fall on the man, the man suddenly stretched out his hand and patted it gently. The stick snapped, and Chopard froze in place.

The other party doesn't seem to be using force, why did the stick break?

"Yes, it's a bit of a force. It just so happens that the Colosseum has recently entered a batch of brute beasts and needs a large number of slaves, and you are barely qualified. That guy didn't seem to take Chopard seriously, and kept speaking indifferently.

When Chopard was about to shout, the man's face suddenly sank, and his red pupils erupted with a terrifying gaze. Chopard's mouth was open, but he didn't make a sound, and his heart seemed to shrink violently. He had the illusion that if he said one more word, he would die here immediately.

The man left, and Chopin collapsed to the ground, gasping for air.

"Lord Renault, what are your orders?" Several guards stepped forward.

The fat man who had spoken to Chopard before gently stroked the back of his hand and said indifferently: "Send that little thing of unknown origin to the Colosseum as a slave."

"Yes!" The guards left in response.

Renault's eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth lifted as he looked at the bloody stick mark on the back of his hand.

"It seems that I have picked up a terrible little thing, and this year's dueling match should be a bit of an eye-catcher."

These guards didn't talk nonsense with Chopard at all, and when they came up, they held Chopard down and dragged him away. In the end, Chopard struggled so hard that one of the guards knocked him unconscious with a stick.

Chopard woke up, and the stench almost killed him. He looked around, and he seemed to be in a claustrophobic space, and he wasn't alone in it.

These people are old and young, and there are also women. Dressed in tatters. With hair dishevelled. They have red eyes and one or two horns on their heads. Chopin also understood that these characteristics were characteristic of the indigenous people of the place.

"Hello uncle, where is this place?" Chopard was desperate to know where it was and where he had landed.

"You look like you're an outsider, no wonder you're here." The old man looked at him, then shook his head. "You're going to die anyway, so it's useless to know where."

"Even if it's death, I want to die." Chopard said.

Chopin's insistence made the old man look at him a few more times, and then the old man spoke: "This is the Norse Star, as you can see, the red-eyed one-horned is a characteristic of our Norse people. And you are now in the largest Colosseum in the country of Saxophone. We are slaves, and soon you will know why we are here. ”

Chopard was about to speak, when suddenly the door was opened. In addition to the glare of the sun, it was accompanied by a tsunami-like roar. Several strong men in armor rushed in, spears and spears in their hands to drive them away.

Chopard was driven out with the slaves, and saw the Norseans shouting from the seats above, laughing and shouting wildly.

This Colosseum is so big that they seem to have become a small dot. Suddenly, a large iron door was pulled up, and a monster slowly walked out of the dark room.

"Liar...... Deceptive, right? ”

Xiao Ye's pupils shrank, and he understood why these people appeared in the Colosseum!