Goody stepped into the air, staggered back a few steps to stabilize his figure, glared at the person who pushed him, and said angrily: "Dear, what are you doing here? I'm helping you teach this kid a lesson, if it weren't for him, you wouldn't have been stabbed in the right arm." ”

The guy named De Al was naked, revealing a burly figure that was not inferior to Goody, his right hand was hung diagonally on his chest with a strip of cloth, and blood was dripping from time to time from the hastily bandaged wound, but he still had a faint smile on his face, and said: "This lesson Mozambi should be remembered in mind, if you continue to fight, there will only be one less combat strength in our team, and one more wounded." ”

"Hmph! useless fellow. Goody snorted heavily, and kept scolding: "If it weren't for the fact that there is already one less combat power, you kid would have to be killed today, lest you be embarrassed next time you play and give the other party a whole death." ”

The guy named Dear said in a loud voice: "Forget it, forget it, now that there are fewer and fewer partners, you don't need to hurt your own people anymore, by the way, aren't we assigned a new partner?"

"Phew!" Goody spat heavily on the ground, then stomped on his feet and scolded, "What good things can that vampire in Sierra Leone buy, it's a dead man who has been assigned to us! ”

The guy named Dear suddenly looked at Raels's side, and froze in place.

"Why don't you speak?" asked Goody curiously.

"The dead have risen. De Ar smiled wryly in surprise.

"You're talking nonsense...... Alive, really alive?" thought De'Ar was lying to him, and the moment he turned around, he saw Raels sit up, swallowed back the scolding that came to his lips, and looked at Raels with incredible eyes.

Although Raels is not a person who is afraid of being watched, in this kind of place, being stared at by several people with eyes like looking at foreign objects, he is very uncomfortable, he slowly walked out of bed, smiled and greeted in the still very stiff imperial Chinese: "Hello, what kind of place is this?"

Several people showed strange expressions on their faces, and De Ar frowned, "Don't you know what this place is?"

Raels shook his head, and was about to ask clearly, but Goody had already walked up to him and picked him up with one hand, and asked in a cold voice: "Tender skin and fine meat boy, tell me Gu Da, can you fight?"

"No!" Although the taste of being lifted in the air was not pleasant, Raels still answered honestly, his body is not as good as before, he will be in a coma for a long time if he is hit by several sticks, and he will be in a coma for a long time if he is beaten by this burly guy.

Raels didn't want to wake up and be badly injured and sent somewhere else unfamiliar.

Goody went on to ask, "Do you know how to shoot arrows?"

Raels shook his head and replied, "No!"

This man could neither fight nor shoot arrows, so what was the use of being sent here, but Goody did not give up, and continued to ask, "Can you throw spears?"

Raels shook his head in the same way and responded, "No!"

"Have you ever killed someone?" Goody's face became more and more ugly, and when he asked this, he felt how idiot he was, this guy could neither fight, nor shoot arrows, let alone shoot arrows, and his body was so thin, how could he kill?

Looking at his thin appearance, you can know that if a person with his stature goes to the hunting ground, he will definitely be the first to be killed, how can it come in handy?

Like him, the faces of the others became more and more ugly.

"Killing? Raels didn't shake his head, but nodded. I don't know what the point they are asking about this, but there are quite a few people who have died under their own magic. How many people were killed, Raels didn't know. At least the time he saved Helen at the city gate, he killed a lot of people, not to mention the people he had killed after becoming a demon queen.

"Then it's not exactly a waste. Goody's face finally didn't look ugly anymore, but his eyes were still full of incredulity, and the hand that grabbed Raels's neck shook it twice: "The tender skin and fine flesh haven't even grown hair, have you really killed people? Killed a few...... One?"

Raels shook his head.

Goody raised his eyebrows and asked in disbelief, "Ten?"

Raels continued to shake his head.

Goody's pupils widened, as if the guy standing in front of him was a demon, and he thought he was dreaming and asked, "A hundred?"

Raels shook his head unsurprisingly.

"It can't be a thousand, right? Damn, you think it's a pig to kill!" Goody rolled his eyes, and couldn't help but curse again: "Do you want to be old enough for you? Phew, it's not so easy, I haven't killed a thousand pigs." ”

Raels said that he killed a hundred, and Goody could accept it, thinking that what he said might be true, but when he saw that this guy asked him if he had killed a thousand, he still nodded, and immediately stopped believing his words. It's right to think about it, this kid is so thin, how can he kill so many people?

Of course, one possibility cannot be ruled out, that is, he killed thousands of people in his dreams.

But...... It was just a dream.

Thinking of this, he had to ask Raels, did the person you killed kill in a dream?

But Raels opened his mouth before him and insisted: "I didn't lie to you, the people who died directly and indirectly at my hands are not thousands, but hundreds. When war comes, either you die or I die, and the only way to survive is to kill all the enemies in front of you?"

"So you're a warrior?"

Raels's simple words really made Goody stunned in place, that is, people who have been on the battlefield can say such beautiful words, he couldn't help it, he let go of Raels's shirt, and asked resignedly.

Soldiers who have been on the battlefield are by no means something that people like them can offend.

"Not really!" Raels shook his head incredulously, why can anyone who has been on the battlefield only be a warrior, not a magician?

"Then you can only be a magician. Dear looked at Raels's whole body, and finally cautiously verified, "In addition to the warriors on the battlefield, the rest are magicians." I hope you don't take it to heart about Goody's rude behavior just now, he used to be a pig butcher, and he came in here after he went bankrupt. ”

"Welcome, this is the Dì Dū Celestial Star Arena for the slave owners of Sierra Leone. Dear smiled and continued.

Raels looked at Dear in confusion and asked, "This is the Slave Owner's Arena?"

Dear nodded, and said, "Yes! We are all gladiators of the slave owners of Sierra Leone. ”

"What the hell is going on!" Raels's mind spun fast, and he couldn't understand how he had come to this place, could it be that he had been knocked unconscious by the sinister Marquis of Fredeau, and sent here?

"Woman! Sure enough, there is no good ending, and I find me inexplicably, and I am inexplicably unlucky. ”

"Don't you even know how you got in?" Goody was a little surprised, probably knowing that Raels was a magician, so he didn't dare to do anything to Raels again, but slapped the **** and promised: "Don't worry, I will cover you in the future, and no one here dares to touch you." ”

"Little brother, it's better to report with me to the vampire in Sierra Leone first, otherwise tomorrow there will be a difference in rations, and you won't be able to work hungry." "Whether the magician is in the Kingdom of Rhodeland or in the Hughes Empire, everyone respects him, and having such a good opportunity to get close to the magician, Dear will not let it go, patted Raels on the shoulder, and reminded enthusiastically.

However, considering that magicians are all honorable objects and would not come to such a place for no reason, he also asked Raels curiously: "By the way, how did you get in? You don't come here to be gladiators for no reason, do you?" ”

"Brother thank you here!" Raels thanked De Al with a smile, and then said embarrassedly, "As for how I got in, I don't know, maybe I was sold here by someone else in a daze." ”

"Hehe, don't say that, I just happened to go to Sierra Leone to get medicine and re-bandage it, and I'm just going to take you along the way. ”

At the same time, Dear stretched out his hand to the large group of onlookers and introduced: "Now let me introduce you to you, we will all be brothers in the future." From left to right are Altai, Kobdo, Ayaguz, Tunuk, Osh, Langar, Hunza, Duxian, Chita, my name is Dear, this Gudi you should know, and the one on earth is called Mozambi. ”

Raels nodded to the person being introduced, and asked curiously, "Is there only so many people here......?" Thirty of them. ”

Suddenly, Raels finds the stone house silent, and everyone shows a bitter hatred.

"They're all dead. Goody's eyes were in the dim sunset, revealing a hint of fierce light, and he said with a cold expression: "We are all people who rely on our bodies to eat, and if our bodies fail one day, we will be eliminated." ”

"Okay, old man, don't scare the little brother!" Dear pushed Gudi away and beckoned to Raels with a smile, "I'll take you over now, don't stay here and listen to Gudi's nonsense." ”

"Why are they so nice to me?" Raels asked curiously, walking on the uneven dirt ground.

The two groups of DìDū people he met before and after had completely different attitudes. Although the Marquis of Frendo's family last time had an inherently aristocratic complex, which made them have a bad attitude towards anyone, the gladiators he met this time were also too enthusiastic, especially for strangers like him who spoke three words of Dì Dū and at least two words that people couldn't understand.

"Why are you so good?" Haha......" D'Ar's hoarse voice revealed bitterness, and he paused before continuing: "We gladiators are the playthings of rich people, and we don't know if we will have a chance to leave the arena tomorrow, little brother, the first thing we learn in the arena is not how to kill the opponent, but how to save our own lives." (To be continued)