Thirty-one. Nightmare Arena

A day passed in the game's plot, but for Chu Yun, it was just a turn of the picture.

This was a huge stand, more than twice as large as the map of the Death Arena that Chu Yun had once fought. There are all kinds of monsters in the stands, this kind of building is very quaint, violent, connected around the stands, surrounded by a circle of sharpened bamboo thorns, is to prevent the slaves in the arena, escape measures.

Ed York was dragged into the stadium by the demons with his hands in shackles and his feet in chains, and the stands around the arena resounded with a shout.

"I must kill this little beast of the dark goblin today, I've been waiting for this day for a long time!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Son of Calamity, as long as you win this one, you will win 20 in a row, Lao Tzu has bet all the money on you, give it to me!"

After the master of ceremonies introduced Ed York, he began to introduce his opponent.

I only saw the iron cage at the other end of the arena slowly rising, and two faint blue lights lit up in the depths of the darkness, which made people feel chills all over, especially when the dark shadow faded from the monster, the huge and savage body made people breathe.

A brief silence was followed by thunderous cheers.

"Look, look, it's the night wolves of the Thorn Forest, and they've found this—I heard last time that Akdeson's 20-man mid-level demons entered the Thorn Forest, and when they encountered the wolves, only two of them came back alive, and one of them was missing a leg."

The battle soon began: a behemoth of height on one side and a short, thin dark elf on the other, and the only weapon he had to deal with was a blunt and iron-breaking sword.

Ed York listened.

The first time they fought was a temptation between the two sides, the poisonous wolf in the dark night was wandering, like a high king, looking down on its opponent with cold eyes, its whole life was as a hunter, and a thin and short existence like the one in front of him, in his experience, was an existence that could be killed without much effort.

So it has to maintain the grace of a king, and only take a fatal blow before eating.

It approached slowly, but its opponent remained motionless.

Is it overwhelmed by your own momentum? That was a real disappointment, and it wanted to tease its prey before killing!

However, it's not bad to end the boring game just like that.

The wolf raised its claws and slapped at the dwarf.

The result must be a rotten stomach, it is confident, and this is the expected reaction of the spectators in the stands.

But the wolf's paw was empty, and it had no sense of touching the real thing, and it stared at it with a puzzled look at its paws, which were deep in the stone, but there was nothing but a hole deep into it.

Where did it go?

The poisonous wolf wondered.

Suddenly, someone in the audience shouted, "In heaven!" ”

The poisonous wolf also smelled the wind and suddenly raised his head, this action gave the dark goblin who rushed down in the air a chance!

No matter how blunt a weapon is, with such a rapid falling speed, it is also amazingly powerful. The spectators in the stands seemed to be suddenly dumbfounded, as they saw the dark elf stab the iron sword straight into the wolf's eye.

Blood was splashing, and the heart-rending roar of the poisonous wolf was deafening.

Ed York tried to take the opportunity to tie the wolf's thick neck with an iron chain, but the wolf was too crazy and threw him out.

"Roar--Woo-ah!"

The poisonous wolf, blinded by the piercing, rolled on the ground in pain, and the short goblin, who was not favored, spat on the blood stains and stood up.

The cheers of the audience came: "Kill it!" Kill it! ”

For the audience, it's blood, it's killing, and it doesn't matter which side wins or loses.

However, at this moment, the other end of the iron cage was pulled up again.

"Anything else?"

The audience is not calm anymore.

"Haha, that slave kid is dead this time!"

There are also such voices of schadenfreude.

"It's a flametail!"

The Flame River Flametailed Beast's fierce reputation is feared by demons even in this world of strong men, it is said that this creature is extremely fierce, it will make enemies of all alien races, even the males of the same kind, in its life, most of the time it is only fighting and fighting, but its magma-baptized body is invulnerable, while the flames it spits can melt through the hardest armor and weapons.

The wounded poisonous wolf also felt a powerful aura that was different from before, and this dangerous atmosphere made it barely support its body, retreat to the sidelines, and vigilantly watch this new guy who seemed to be friend or foe.

Unlike the poisonous wolf that knows how to forbear, the word "retreat" has never been in the dictionary of the flametail, and what it has is to brutally destroy its opponents, and its sprayed snort carries Mars, a lizard-looking creature to the battlefield.

"Oh-oh, is this the Flametail?"

There are also many people in the audience who have never seen such creatures, and the fierce name of the flame-tailed beast only exists in legends.

In fact, their evil deeds are even worse.

When it stepped into the arena, it shook its neck, and a burst of flames burst into flames, burning holes in the nearest stands, and a few unlucky bastards who had just opened their throats and shouted were instantly burned to ashes.

However, the audience's emotions did not diminish in the slightest, but became more enthusiastic.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill!"

The flametailed cast its cold grey eyes at its enemies—a wounded wolf, and a short dark elf. In his sight, there is no difference between strength and weakness, only the object of hunting.

It began to move, not to be blinded by its short limbs, the flametail was very fast, its teeth were the same as crocodiles, and it was not used to bite the gnawing teeth of creatures, but to use its powerful masseter muscles to bite each other, and then tear the raw flesh apart.

In other words, if you get bitten at close range, it's over, and if you stay away from it, although it's a pity that you miss a lunch, the flametailed beast will mercilessly spit flames and bake the other person into charcoal.

Instead of bothering the wounded wolf, it confronted the dark elf, Ed York.

It's on the charge!

Ed York didn't dodge, he knew that the flametail, and if he tried to escape it, it would be no joke that it would spew out ultra-hot flames that could melt steel in an instant.

When it was too late, just as the flame-tailed beast opened its mouth to bite off Ed York's head, Ed Yorke took the flame-tailed beast's upper jaw with a chain that bound him - this chain was specially made to lock itself, even the flame-tailed beast could not easily break it!

Ed York rolled over and straddled the flametail's back. I pulled with all my strength.

It's a crazy wrestling race, but the diminutive dark elf is more powerful than expected, and the flametail's mouth keeps spewing tongues of fire to melt through the chains that lock its jaws, but the result is only to keep burning red chains and hole-ridden stands.

However, this chain was not an artifact after all, and it finally broke in response to the flame-tailed beast's nearly ever-warming flames.

Ed York, who was free, smashed his fist into the head of the flame beast, and the flame tail beast couldn't bear the force and staggered two steps and fell.

If it weren't for the poisonous wolf on the other side rushing over and raiding Ed York at this time, it is estimated that the winner would have been decided.

The three parties re-established, and this time, the two fierce beasts that had both eaten the loss of the dark goblins seemed to have secretly made a certain agreement, and pounced on Ed York together.

One-on-two!

"yes, that's it, rip him up!"

The spectators shouted excitedly, and no one noticed that a short figure suddenly jumped from the stands into the arena.

"What's that?"

"Look, it's an accomplice of the Dark Elves!"

"Why are the slave kid's accomplices here?"

The audience was boiling, but that didn't stop D-Knight from rushing to his opponent's side.

Tip: To defeat the Flametails and Shadow Wolves, Ed York's HP must be at least 10%.