Chapter 3: The Wheel of Fortune

Speaking of Li Yao, as a felony who was sentenced to 1,500 years in prison, he knew that he was guilty of a lot of sin, and he would definitely be the lord of the eighteenth layer of hell after death, so death was just a process for him to go from one cage to another.

has lived for most of his life, and when he reaches the age of knowing the destiny of heaven, Li Yao also has some insights into this life. In his view, freedom is like a pool of clear water, and if it is "overused" without restraint, it will eventually dry up one day. He squandered the first half of his life, and he knew that he had "seriously overdrawn" his freedom, and he was destined to lose his freedom in the second half of his life.

And once a person loses his freedom, he doesn't care about anything, and he has nothing to fear.

"That's right, since we have chosen to endure all this, we should unswervingly go on and do our best to survive." Li Yao's words also inspired Li Qing, and he tried his best to cheer himself up and not think about these things that were meaningless to continue to survive. He couldn't just die here for no apparent reason, no matter what, he had to do his best to live, even if it was to not disappoint the woman who was watching him from heaven.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let us now come together to greet our great city lord, Lord Duke Elfwan!" With the loud words of the arena master Amaden on the podium of the stands, the entire arena instantly resounded with roaring cheers. Under the watchful eye, the most imposing arch in the center of the first floor of the grandstand slowly unfolded, and a dazzling holy light burst out, and all the spectators held their breath and looked at the door with awe.

Shrouded in light, Duke Elfwan slowly stepped out of the arch. Although he is full of white hair, his facial features are still heroic, and his body is still tough and straight, making it hard to imagine that he is a weather-beaten old man who is over half a hundred years old. Instead of wearing some gorgeous and comfortable aristocratic clothes and some luxurious ornaments like other nobles, he wore luxurious Mithril armor and a lion fire sword carved with the exquisite lion coat of arms around his waist, showing his majesty as the commander of the army. At his side, Alice, the lady of the city lord, who was very good-looking, was walking with him by the arm. The thin white woolen robe she wore swayed from side to side with her graceful figure, accentuating the mesmerizing curves of her figure.

The two of them slowly walked into the VIP seats that Baron Armendon had carefully prepared for them, and everyone's eyes were on them. In Lion Lake City, Duke Alfwan is the lord of the people, with a supreme position, and the people worship and believe in him second only to His Majesty the King in the imperial capital.

"Castle Lord Chitose。。。 Chitose of the great Duke Elf Wan! The whole arena was boiling, and people were shouting his name and complimenting him at the top of their voices.

In the past years, Alfwan, the leader of Lion Lake City, has created too many miracles. With the Lion Flame Sword in his hand, he killed powerful opponents who dared to offend his territory, ensuring the long-term peace and stability of Shihu City and giving the people of Shihu City a life of peace and contentment.

Amid the shouts of the people, Duke Elfwan stood as steady as Mount Tai, waved his arms in all directions with a smile on his face, and nodded to the audience in all directions, "My lovely, beautiful, brave, and intelligent people of Shihu City!" Athletic Day belongs to each and every one of you! Just one sentence was enough to make the blood of all the people who believed in him soar and their hearts surged, and the arena instantly boiled.

Duke Elfwan enjoyed the reverence of his people for a long time, then smiled at the beautiful lady beside him, and confidently continued to speak loudly: "Like you, I am glad that I am a subject of the king of Ulkeri in the realm of the lion! I am glad that I was born in this beautiful and rich soil! I'm glad I'm a lion! Again, the cheers and applause did not stop.

"The kingdom of the Lion Realm has a rich land, hard-working and kind people, and an army as fierce as a lion! All outlaws who dare to act arbitrarily in our country will be defeated by our brave soldiers and reduced to slavery for our amusement。。。 When Duke Elfwan said slaves, he did not forget to glared at the slaves in the audience with eagle-sharp eyes. After his lengthy speech, the stands burst into applause that had not been dispersed for a long time, giving him the greatest respect.

"Everyone, please be quiet! It's time for an exciting time! It will be up to our esteemed Lord Duke to personally draw equipment for these despicable slaves! Under Amadon's introduction, Duke Elfwan slowly walked towards the wheel of fate that the attendants had already arranged on the side of the VIP seat, and everyone's hearts rose to their throats. Every time the Duke spins the wheel, it determines the life and death of the gladiators in the arena and the gold coins in the pockets of the punter in the stands.

Unlike other tournaments in the Arena, Four-Way Roulette is a very "fun" and exciting way to play at the Lion Lake City Arena. Before the start of the game, the lord of the city, Duke Elfwan, drew equipment for each group of gladiators. The Duke will turn the three giant wheels placed in the center of the arena in turn. There are three dials, one to select the type of weapon, one to select the type of armor, and one to select the number of configurations.

At best, a group of people will get armor and weapons, and at worst, a group of people will have no armor and weapons, and if nothing else, the amount of armor and weapons will determine whether the game is won or lost, everything depends on luck, and that's where the excitement lies. The Duke of Alfwan insisted that it was God's will, undeniable and unquestionable.

Man, before being driven mad by a desperate situation, curses the heavens or prays to the ethereal gods. Li Qing and his gang also heard about this ridiculous rule, and these atheists, like everyone else, began to stand in place in despair and pray silently.

At this time, the obese Baron Borgi no longer went to frantically chew on specially prepared food like a wild boar, and looked at the roulette wheel with a pair of squinted eyes.

Under the gaze of thousands of people, Duke Elfwan casually turned the three roulette wheels in turn, and everyone held their breath, staring intently at the rotating roulette wheel, predicting the area where it froze.

"Black Iron Protector Set! Pig iron hatchet, oak shield! 10 sets! Oh! Good luck! Congratulations to Viscount Ola! The three roulette wheels were frozen in turn, and the results of the first group came out, which was not bad, and the young and handsome Viscount Aura next to the fat Borji couldn't help but clench his fists and jump out loud with joy.

"Oh my! Full set of stainless steel protectors! Temper the Mithril Shortsword! 13 sets! Congratulations to Count Tacaraf! ”

The thrilling roulette wheel spun and stopped again, which was the better result, and the smile on Viscount Ola's face instantly stiffened. At this time, the originally indifferent Count Takaraf also had a smile on his face, he raised the red wine in his hand, slowly got up from the chair, nodded to everyone, and drank it all. Today, the heavenly gods seem to favor him a little more, and they occupy such a big advantage, which makes him full of confidence in today's game, and it is bound to win.

The roulette wheel then began to turn, "Full set of chainmail!" Fine-iron two-handed broadsword! Belch... It's not hard to only have 3 sets! It seems that God did not favor the old Earl of Ann today. Amaden announced the third result with a little frustration.

The weak old Earl Ann couldn't stand the stimulation, and when he saw this result, he was suddenly excited and fainted directly on the seat.