The moment he saw the person on the dueling platform, Mono couldn't help but feel guilty, although he had a premonition, he still couldn't stop the dull pain in his heart. The facts finally proved his previous suspicion that it was a repentant fault due to past ignorance.

He still vividly remembers ten years ago, when he was in charge of transporting supplies to the city, and as he passed through it, the older half-blood merchants told him that it was the Colosseum of the Savoyards, and that they let hungry beasts fight each other for fun. Of course, Mono also knew that it was a natural law for hungry beasts to bite each other in order to prey, and he had been to the mountains before, and it was not that he had never seen that kind of scene.

But for some reason, when he passed outside this high wall that day, he inexplicably felt a burning sensation in his heart that he had never experienced before, and his consciousness suddenly lost control, as if he was being dragged by an invisible force, trying to drag him forcibly into the Colosseum. Although he was standing on the road outside the walls of the Colosseum, he could clearly feel that his consciousness was trying to fly away from this body. The unknown Moye suddenly panicked, desperately using willpower to resist the pull of that force, wanting to get away from the soul-tearing pain as soon as possible, so he ran away without looking back.

In the ten years since, Mano has never dared to approach the Colosseum easily. It was only now that he finally truly understood the meaning of "soul induction" that Priest Sirven had spoken. The dull pain from his soul turned out to be the urgency of his people to ask him for help, but he directly ignored it...... The priest had told him that the Streamers were able to sense each other's presence, especially the Resers, because the Resersi had a stronger sense in their blood than other forms of people. It is this bond hidden in the depths of the soul that binds all the streamers together.

Mano's gaze was fixed on the dueling platform in the middle of the lake, because there was a Rysersi with the same blood in his vein, a clansman who was once only separated by a wall from him, but because of his ignorance and neglect, he was trapped in a cage and tortured for ten years.

The man of his size, but not the same shape, had silver-white hair and a fine layer of white feathers on his wrists and ankles. The dark orange-red light that echoed the color of the blood in his body at this time meticulously outlined his slender and magnificent physique. He used to have a pair of gorgeous white wings, but now he is left with a lone right wing. What a magnificent picture would it be if the wings were large, still about his height in a shrunken state, and the feathers almost touched the ground.

Even in danger, the man on the dueling table remained calm, perhaps because he had long been accustomed to this unpredictable state of existence. But seeing that he blinked slightly, the pair of silver-gray eyes glowing with water, closed the translucent translucent membrane covered with mysterious patterns in the eyes, and protected his eyes, which did not affect his vision. Then he raised his eyebrows, the silver-white eyebrows with small swirls on his two brows, and looked at the weapons that were about to attack him in the high places, and calmly faced all unknown dangers, without the slightest resentment on his face. Perhaps he had guessed that it was a dangerous weapon, but he didn't know what it would do to him.

At this time, the rough voice on the referee's stand had been drowned out by the rumbling projection of more than two dozen chain carts in front of the audience, and no one heard what Chahu said again.

Just as hundreds of iron balls and stones with sharp spikes were about to break away from the chain cart and shoot towards the dueling platform, the priest suddenly glanced sideways to the west. Although he didn't say anything, Xiliu understood that the priest wanted him to open the cage behind him immediately, rescue the trapped people, and then release all the beasts. This will make the scene even more chaotic, taking the Savoyards by surprise and giving them more time to escape, and perhaps the beasts will be free.

Mono had never experienced such a scene, and across the artificial lake, he saw the dense spike balls and stones flying towards the clansmen on the dueling platform, and he was suddenly shocked, and he couldn't think of any way to rescue them for a while. Obviously anxious, his feet were frozen in place, and he couldn't move a step.

At this moment, the priest beside him suddenly stretched out his arms, tilted his head slightly, and a pleasant voice flowed from his mouth, like a trickle of spring water: "My sun, allow me to use the power you have given me to guide my people from the slaughter that desecrates life, let us pass through this cruel darkness, and guard the precious life you have created......"

The ancient and beautiful streamer instantly soothed Moye's restless soul, and he felt that his consciousness was gradually clearing, his body was filled with great power, and he became brave and fearless, and it seemed that nothing could defeat him anymore. It was as if my former self had been wandering in a vague dream, but now I was suddenly awakened from my dream, and both my consciousness and body were reborn, and I clearly felt the existence of my true soul and power.

The tall figure on the dueling platform was originally glowing with a dark orange-red light, but with this beautiful and pleasant streamer, the orange-red halo suddenly turned into light gold, and even the silver-gray eyes were covered with a layer of golden light. In an instant, Mono realized that the people on the dueling platform were just like him, awakened by some kind of power. It was the priests, the priests who awakened the power that had slumbered in the depths of their souls!

"Heh......" The person on the dueling stage suddenly showed a short, faint smile.

I saw him raise his arms and wave outward vigorously, and the jagged shackles that were originally locked on his limbs suddenly broke in response. Immediately afterwards, he leaned over and picked up the large iron ball that had been dragging behind him for ten years, and threw it hard to the second level of the auditorium, smashing a chain cart in the aisle to pieces.

It was only then that the gamblers in the audience woke up from their excitement and realized that they were in a bad situation, and fled their seats in panic, trying to run to the exit, and 100,000 people were immediately in chaos.

However, the spike balls and rocks that had been thrown from the hammer cart continued to strike in the direction they had set. In this case, no matter how the people on the dueling platform dodged, I am afraid that it would be difficult to retreat with his whole body, as long as the folding telescopic bridge was not lowered, he would not be able to escape from the dueling platform in the middle of the lake for the time being.

So, he decisively picked up the other remaining large iron ball and smashed it to the ground of the dueling ring. The countertop, which was made of stone slabs and laid together, was suddenly cracked by this powerful force. He quickly bent down and put his hands into the crack in the stone face, then lifted up forcefully, lifting a large piece of sticky stone slab directly, using this stone slab as a shield to successfully block some of the spike balls that were coming at him. However, since the chain ball and stones were thrown at the same time by more than two dozen chain carts and smashed at him from all directions, and he could only block one direction, injuries were inevitable.

At this time, Mono already instinctively knew how to use these powers. He turned around, raised his foot and kicked down the iron door of the cage behind him, then picked up the fallen iron door and threw it towards the chain cart on the second floor of the auditorium, destroying several chain carts in succession in the same way.

The Lepelian nobles in the audience were already in disarray, fleeing in all directions to seize their lives, but most of the Savoyard people, who were armed with them, joined the sudden chaos. They began to assist the Saviey soldiers in the arena, constantly throwing more spike balls and stones at the dueling ring, in case the aliens, who had gained their limbs, continued to fight back against them.

Knowing that as long as those dangerous throwing weapons were in operation, the clansmen on the dueling ring would continue to be attacked, so he went all out to deal with the remaining chain carts. The priest took the opportunity to rush to the lake and lowered the nearest folding telescopic bridge. The streamer on the dueling platform quickly discovered this escape route, and after throwing the last stone wall in his hand with great force, he quickly jumped onto the bridge, ran along the bridge to the corridor at the bottom of the Colosseum, and finally returned to the side of the clansman.

Due to the limited number of Savoyard soldiers on the lake, they struggled to cope and were soon dispersed by many of the beasts that escaped from their cages. The beasts that have finally gained their freedom are running around, and the scene is very chaotic. After most of the chain carts were destroyed, although the Savoyard people in the audience on the second floor were still trying to throw foreign objects downwards and continue to attack aliens and beasts, after all, the material resources were limited, and there were more Savoyard people who did not bring suitable weapons to enter the arena, and they could not participate in the battle at close range, and the instinct to escape from danger made them continue to flock to the six open doors of the Colosseum, thus causing the Savoyard soldiers who were rushing from outside the field to support them could not squeeze in for a while.

"Priest, how do we get out?" asked Centrius.

The rescued tribesmen had already returned to the priesthood with Celestial. The priest looked at the demon field running towards them, and the other Resissi, who had just escaped from the dueling table, and waited until they all came to stand before him before he spoke, "Now I can only break through the wall." ”

It was not the priest's intention to interfere with alien cultures or destroy alien buildings, and he would not have made such a decision if there had been other means. But now I have to do it, or I won't be able to get my people out of here safely. Because this huge Colosseum has only six gates, it has long been crowded by those Lepelian nobles and Savoyard who have escaped frantically. It is conceivable that what is waiting for them outside the gate at this moment must be the regular army of Savoy. You must know that the Savoyards are very warlike, and although they will not do stupid things like hitting stones with eggs, once they have the right weapons in their hands, ordinary people will not hesitate to join the battle. Therefore, only an unexpected route can buy a little favorable time to help the clansmen escape from Suolong City smoothly.

The priest first concentrated his mental strength, carefully sensed the situation outside the Colosseum, and after getting a general idea of the distribution of the number of people outside, he turned and walked towards a cage not far from them. The cages in the Colosseum were built along the inner walls, and the iron doors of the cages had just been opened. The priest walked in directly, stood still in front of the inner wall, raised his hands and put his hands on the wall made of huge stones, and suddenly pushed outward, and the heavy wall was cracked by a silent earthquake, and the rubble fell to the ground, breaking a crack the size of a streamer human body, and the sunlight outside the high wall suddenly spilled into this dark cage......

At this time, on the other side of Suolong City, the half-blood merchants who had already gone to the palace to deliver supplies were hurrying out of the city with ochre carts. Today they are leaving here, and now they are on their way to the port of Solong, and then return to Limbo by boat.

Aesop couldn't help but glance back, and the companion next to her asked, "Aesop, what are you looking at?"

"Nothing, it's just that I seem to hear some commotion......" Aesop said with some confusion.

"Don't hesitate, let's get out of here. The companion urged.

Isolt nodded, didn't say anything more, and silently went out of town with her companions. He still remembered what he had told the Sava Eva before, and he didn't hesitate to tell the Sava Eva that he had discovered that Mano was actually an alien and had betrayed the Half-Bloods...... Although it was the Demon Wild who made him do this, they knew that over the years, since the Demon Wild had been in the merchant fleet, the half-blood merchants had more security on the seas, and even the Fiji pirates were no longer so rampant. Despite this, they did not dare to offend the Sava Ava easily, after all, they still lived in the land ruled by the Sava Ava. In terms of the current situation, perhaps the departure of Moye is the greatest help to the half-bloods, everyone should think so, right? That's why no one has said anything to keep him.