The appearance of the Iron Triangle in the arena drew the enthusiasm of the audience, and the ears were filled with the wild shouts of orcs and minotaurs.

"Roar, roar, roar......"

The beastly screams echoed like waves over the arena, and before the fight began, the atmosphere was at its peak.

Countless red petals sprinkled from the audience like a rain of blood.

Bathed in endless cheers and shouts, Lagash is like a calm wolf, looking for flaws and weaknesses in his enemies. His gaze was calm and sharp, and the other two people in the group quickly entered the combat mode, and Brower instantly deformed and let out a giant bear roar. Valeera drew the two cold daggers. Ares noticed that the Blood Elf Assassin's dagger was ejected from his wrist when he drew his sword, like an assassin, and that the dagger was hidden in ornaments or cuffs when not in use, and was not visible to ordinary people.

A dozen troll hunters and several beasts quickly surrounded Varian's warband, and the steppe lioness let out a low roar, her claws digging at the fine sand on the ground, looking hungry and thirsty, and it was clear that the orc guards had deliberately not fed her, or that it had been fed for three points and seven points for its own prey. Lagash and the other two on the field were the lioness's only food.

"Below, you will see one of the most bloody and fierce gladiatorial fights of all the matches today. They came from hell, from the abyss, fought bloody battles in the cage of blood, and fought to the end. Yes, they are Lagash. Legendary team led by Ghost Wolf ......"

On the field, before the arena host finished speaking, a roar of beasts erupted from the audience. Yes, that steppe lioness can't wait. It broke free from the troll's chains and roared towards Valeera, the Blood Elven Assassin in the middle of the field.

The audience immediately erupted in a sea of shouts. The race is on! It came so suddenly, so hotly. So much so that everyone showed their heads one after another, looked at the audience, and forgot the nonsense of the host.

"How can this be?"

Gianna asked. However, before she could recover from her surprise, she saw that the Lagash team on the field had also begun to function. The moment the Lioness pounced, the Assassin Valera disappeared in full view! It's the first time I've seen such a swift reaction from Ares! In the game, the thief has the ability to disappear, however, in reality, the assassin does not have such a rebellious ability, Valera did not disappear, she flashed away at a very fast speed!

Such an astonishing explosiveness and activation speed shocked Ares and Gianna.

I saw that in the midst of the wild shouts of the crowd, the blood elf assassin and the human warrior Lagash. The ghost wolf quickly shifted to his position. The lioness rushed into the trio's position, and by this time, the bearskin had already rushed up in a rage. The huge body, with its heels erected, stood up and roared against the steppe lioness, and the two beasts soon began to bite each other, and a terrifying, bloodthirsty roar came from the sand of the arena. Ragash and Valeera struck quickly, and almost instantly, Valeera jumped onto the lioness's back, while the ghost wolf swung two swords and slashed into the trolls.

The eyes of the orcs in the audience almost widened, and they saw the ghost wolf kill the crowd of troll hunters with the strength of one person, and in just one heartbeat, two troll hunters' heads fell to the ground. The blood flower floated in a stunning arc, staining the sand of the arena red.

At the same time, the steppe lioness who rushed into the Iron Triangle also let out a low roar of pain. Its neck was pierced open by the Blood Elf Assassin Valera in an instant! Blood soaked its fur. The lioness quickly roared and threw the assassin off.

But it was already badly injured. Although Valeera is not a lioness match for her size, in the arena, a lion is simply no match for this elven assassin. Her hand was so swift that the lioness tried to roar and grab Valilla again, but the bearskin bit at its calf for a split second, and blood sprayed out with the wild bite of the beast. The bloody battle scene soon aroused the desire of the orcs to watch the battle.

"Kill it! Little! Earn me a hundred coins! ”

The orc audience shouted. They pounded the guardrails in the audience, eager to go down and fight themselves. Rolling shouts filled the sky above the arena, accompanied by fierce fighting off the field, it was like a feast of killing. Yellow sand and blood, really like the slogan of the orcs - blood and thunder.

……

Bearskin confronts the wounded steppe lion, while Valera turns and joins the Ghost Wolf into the troll ranks. Three steppe wolves attacked Valera at the same time. The thieves, apparently, are the most vulnerable, and even the wolves know how to observe, and the three wolves roared and pounced on Valeera.

However, the moment the wolves pounced on the elven assassin, Lagash rushed with his sword raised, and his movements were just as fast, first supporting and knocking away a thin steppe wolf, and then with the inertia of the sprint, he slid across the ground and raised his two swords high. A steppe wolf who had already launched an attack did not have time to make a detour, and was pierced through the heart by a sword of Lagash in mid-air! Warm wolf blood squirted on Varian's face.

On the side, Valera also flexibly dodged the wolf's attack, only to see her double-edged into the sheath, and grabbed the wolf's head the moment the wolf pounced in front of her, and her body did a stunning 180-degree front flip, and in the surprised boos of the orc audience, Valera sat on the back of the steppe wolf!

The wolf struggled to shake off the elf from his body, but before the steppe wolf could struggle twice. A strange smile appeared on Valeera's face, and she clamped the wolf's neck with both hands at great speed, and then, before everyone could see clearly, two hidden hidden blades in their sleeves quickly ejected, only to hear a miserable howl from the steppe wolf, whose throat was pierced by two sharp daggers at this moment!

A large amount of blood stained Valeera's hands red.

However, before the three of them could take a break, the troll hunters were already besieging them.

Broll. The bearskin acted as a meat shield, and a roar attracted the attention of the trolls on the field. Ghost Wolf and Blood Rose Valera are ghosts in the troll crowd. This killing feast was opened.

Lagash. The ghost wolf stabbed a troll hunter in the chest with a single sword, and Valera shadowstepped behind a troll hunter, drawing her sword and dagger down like a dance of gods and demons, stabbing the troll hunter's body into a hornet's nest......

Bearskin pounced on one of the troll warriors, slicing the throat with his sharp teeth, causing scarlet blood to gush out like a fountain, and when he got up, the fat bear's paws smashed the head of another troll warrior with one palm!

Blood splashed on the field, screaming everywhere, and the hearty bloody picture made the orcs in the audience boil. They stood on the stage and danced as if they were in the middle of this frenzied killing feast...... The sound of killing, the roar of the orcs, fused together, the blood arena, at this moment, it was like playing a symphony of death on an unprecedented scale!