Seeing Cheng Hai hesitate for a moment, Regis frowned and said, "What? Don't you go? Or do you want to go straight to your accommodation? ”

"Go ahead, go ahead, as long as you don't go to the hot spring pool, anything is fine." Cheng Hai said helplessly.

I don't know if these high-quality bubbles are magma or what, anyway, they are not human bubbles. Even if this body could bear it, he didn't want to suffer this sin.

"Let's go."

Regis smiled again, not knowing what was going on in his mind.

"Well, if you want to test me, find an excuse to prevaricate."

After paying attention a little, Cheng Hai didn't panic much.

After all, when he was a mortal, he dared to sit at the same table with a group of apostles and talk and laugh.

The gladiatorial arena is not close to the bar, but with the footsteps of two people, it is only the next floor of the effort.

Before he could get closer, Cheng Hai heard a shouting that was even louder than the hell stereo in the bar. The demons who had nothing to do gathered around the perimeter of the arenas, watching the flesh fight with great interest, and behind them, a group of shrewd demons gripped the chips in their hands, smiling.

This is the norm in hell, and the aggressive Berserkers are the most enthusiastic about it, with their tall figures in seven out of ten arenas.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Cheng Hai was stunned and said, "You want to fight with these big men?" ”

Berserkers are different from Nass demons in that they live by fighting and have extremely bloodthirsty genes. Their recovery ability is extremely strong, and almost every injury can strengthen them, so the lockdown order in the past few days is like running out of food for them, and if the accumulated killing intent cannot be released in time, they may even attack their teammates.

"What, in a situation like you and me, do you still judge people by their appearance?" Regis smiled.

"It's not a matter of strength, your clan's recovery ability is not as good as his, if you are injured too much, you may not be able to recover tomorrow." Cheng Hai said seriously.

"Well, there are some things I haven't figured out, maybe I'm not thinking the right way, so ......," Regis said as he warmed up, stretched his long waist, and said, "I need to open my mind." ”

"God TM 'opens' the mind......"

Cheng Hai was speechless for a while, and said helplessly: "Whatever you want, just don't be killed." ”

"Hehe, what about your pay?"

"Hmm."

"You're tactful." Regis couldn't help but laugh.

"I don't have enough brains, I'm lazy." Cheng Hai refused.

"Yo! Haha, isn't this Brother Regis? ”

In the distance, a demon approached enthusiastically with a smile on his face. He was very tall, with a bulging back, a neck longer than an ordinary person, and a natural stretch forward, like a wild beast with a hunched waist, sniffing the stench left by its prey.

"Hello, Drake."

Regis stepped forward with a smile and bumped his fist into the visitor.

"Hey, you brought guests?"

The demon named Drake looked at Cheng Hai with a very hideous smile.

It's not meant to be malicious or anything, it's just that he can't smile kindly because of his long fangs.

Regis stepped back and opened his hand, "Introduction, wizard from Purgatory, Mr. Les Frostwhisper." This, the owner of the Blood Arena, Drake, the Bloodfiend. ”

"Oh, people of purgatory."

Drake slowly retracted his smile and thought for a moment.

The people of Purgatory have always disliked to show their strength in front of other undead, and rarely participate in gladiatorial battles. Coupled with the fact that he was brought by Regis, it is even more unlikely to play.

"Hello."

Cheng Hai stretched out his fist at him.

Seeing this, Drake also bumped his fist with him happily, and said arrogantly: "Hahaha, I like a simple undead like you." ”

If you can't succeed in a gladiatorial fight, you can still gamble and fight.

He doesn't easily annoy any potential guests.

Seeing that the two had known each other, Regis said, "I want to go up and fight, you help me pick a suitable opponent." ”

"You're going to play?"

Drake was also very surprised.

"Well, can't you?"

"Yes, yes, but the opponent...... I'll have to talk to someone. Drake scratched his head, his sharp claws even cutting through some of his skin.

"Go ahead."

Regis did not refuse the suggestion, and added, "If no one will come, you can too." ”

"You're laughing, if I come, hehe......"

As he spoke, Drake licked his tongue.

Looking at his eyes, it didn't look like he was scared.

"Go, go, go." Regis waved his hand.

"You can watch a show or two here first, and I'll come later."

Drake turned into a blood shadow and left the place, Cheng Hai and Regis found a chair and sat down, and said in surprise: "I thought you wanted to fight me." ”

"It's okay." Regis did not deny it.

"Forget it, I'm not interested in doing it to someone other than the target."

Cheng Hai waved his hand and leaned on the back of the chair.

"The rules of the Hell Gladiatorial Arena generally do not limit life and death, but now that the big war is imminent, the situation is special, and they have converged a lot, and they are not as passionate as before." Regis said suddenly.

It's not passionate, but there are a few red-eyed berserkers in it who have gone crazy, fighting so much that flesh and blood are flying, and broken flesh is splashed everywhere, and if they are creatures with weaker vitality, I'm afraid they can't stand up.

"You like to see this stuff?" Cheng Hai said suddenly.

"Look at the two-headed battle demons in Field Four."

Instead of answering his question, Regis raised his chin, pointed in a direction, and said to himself: "If the one who falls into the lower wind can live, he will be able to advance to a high-ranking demon within a month." ”

"Advanced? But what's the use? Cheng Hai's soul fire trembled slightly.

The No. 4 field mentioned by Regis is the most tragic one. The berserker who fell into the wind had already broken an arm, a large hole had been dug out of his abdomen, and a horn had been broken on his head, and it was not easy to survive.

And even if you survive this battle, what about the next one?

This is a race that chases death, and it can't resist the drive of instinct, and they will eventually perish.

"When you get stronger, you'll be happy. Hurt or something, they're used to it anyway. Regis pursed his lips and smiled wryly.

"How do you feel that this is coming out of your mouth......"

"Hahaha, haven't you seen the sentimental Nass people?"

"No, I'm old, blame the second ...... I'm getting goosebumps, you see. Cheng Hai pointed to the white bones of his arm, the calcareous layer on it was not very smooth.

Regis: "......"

The good atmosphere was all lost by this guy.

"Watch the play, watch the play." He said irritably.

On the fourth field, the fierce battle between the two mad demons has come to an end.

The rule of keeping hands had long been forgotten by them, and even though they were seriously wounded, they were as fierce as ever, tearing and biting like hungry beasts.

In the end, a huge figure fell, and the berserker demon who was favored by Regis still failed to survive after all.

"That's a bad sign."

Cheng Hai glanced at Regis and meant something.

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