"BOSS, as soon as Artemis dies, all the plans with the help of the Spartan regiment will be disrupted, what are we going to do next!" Max's voice sounded in Xu Mo's soul imprint.

"Max, connect all the soul imprints of the four of us into the team communication, and the other two reincarnators, you can convey some of the information to them later!" Xu Mo pondered for a moment and said.

“…… There were pros and cons to the death of Artemis, and for the gladiators of Bardax this loss was irreparable, and to a certain extent, it can be said that the uprising had failed! However, for us reincarnations, there is still a chance of redemption, and it can even be said to be an opportunity, but it comes with great risks......"

Half an hour later, Xu Mo reperfected their plan......

Max sat on the stone bed in the room in a daze, digesting the information given by Xu Mo. Just now, Xu Mo analyzed the intelligence collected in the past few days for the small team, and then rearranged their plan.

At the beginning of the discussion, they could also help Xu Mo improve some intelligence content and make suggestions, but in the second half, they were all completely shocked by Xu Mo's analysis. Xu Mo's conclusions from the clues of some intelligence showed that the complexity of the current situation was far beyond their imagination.

"Serna, boss, what you just said ......" Max finally couldn't control his mood swings and sent a question to Serna.

"Don't ask me, I'm also digesting what the boss just said." After a long while, Serna replied with a wry smile, "Don't you still trust the boss's judgment?" ”

"No, I believe, I just feel that it is such a simple thing, why can't we think that there are people of various races among the gladiators, and the corresponding reincarnation, the boss is a Spartan, I am a Germanic, and the reincarnation is a Gaul......" Max said helplessly.

"I originally thought that the boss would let us organize this large team, and many people were used as outcasts, but now it seems that ...... Serna, you said that the boss, before entering this world, did you already anticipate the current situation! ”

"Absolutely impossible, even if it is a god, this psychological deception of the space cannot be predicted in advance, but I believe that after we have organized this large team, the BOSS can already use this huge reincarnation resource to deal with most of the situation. It's the first time I've seen someone with such a far-reaching layout as BOSS! Serna said in awe.

"I'm afraid those three escaped reincarnators will regret leaving the team!" Max said silently.

"They don't have a chance to regret it, I believe that the boss has a statement about them, I'm afraid that eight or nine are not far from ten, according to the plan arranged by the boss, the chance of their death is more than seventy percent." Serna said coldly.

"I'm starting to understand a little bit of the boss's style of doing things now. Every time the boss is laid out, it will leave room for others to choose in advance. Max, do you remember, when you were in the King of Fighters World......"

"Of course I remember, in the research institute, in the Fire Imperial Temple, and in the arena hall at the beginning of this world, the boss gave you a hint, in fact, we all chose the dead end!" Max said with a wry smile, he said that he had to choose three times, and the first two were chosen by himself, can he not remember.

……

"Master, the new Spartan, I beg you that the body of Artemis be given to them for cremation." A slave who looked like a butler walked into Bardax's room to report for duty.

"Oh? Yes, Artemis died honorably in battle, and the Spartans should be sent to God in their own way! After a little thought, Bardax agreed to Xu Mo's request.

Every gladiator was the source of Badacus' wealth, and he was equally unwilling to sacrifice Artemis if he was not forced to do so. Now that the biggest threat has been eliminated and the goal of killing chickens and monkeys has been achieved, Bardacus is naturally unwilling to continue to put himself on the opposite side of the Spartan gladiators.

A slap in the face, give a sweet date, this art of compromise, every gladiator school owner, or animal trainer, must keep in mind, if you can't provide fresh meat to the lion, don't whip the lion, otherwise, the one who is eaten is the master.

Xu Mo's choice of the requested time period was deliberate, the banquet had just ended, but it was not yet dawn. At this time, the gladiators of Sparta were still in grief and hatred, and it was impossible for them to bend their knees to beg Bardacus, and Bardax could not pull down his face to win over the Spartan group for the time being.

Xu Mo, who is also a Spartan with Artemis, at this time, asked Bardax to cremate the corpses of his compatriots, and Bardax would never be able to refuse. Xu Mo just happened to pocket the favor of the Spartan group, and he would not let Bardax pretend to be a good person after dawn.

The gladiator training ground on the cliff behind Bardax Manor lit up the night sky in flames, and Artemis, who had been cleaned, lay peacefully on a blazing pyre. The entire Spartan regiment had arrived, and in addition, gladiators such as Cabal and Lagerseus, who had a good relationship with Artemis, gathered around the pyre and said their final prayers for Artemis.

However, the gladiators of the Spartan regiment ignored Cabal and the others, although they understood that Artemis chose his own death, but the gladiators of the Spartan regiment still could not accept Cabal who was in charge of the action, and the scheming of the Badacus division gladiator team was undoubtedly very successful.

The crowd watched in silence as Artemis was reduced to ashes in the firelight, and the members of the Spartan regiment sang the Spartan funeral song in a low voice, and grief welled in the hearts of every gladiator. After the funeral, Xu Mo took out a clay jar that had been prepared long ago and packed up Artemis's ashes.

"Cole, let Artemis' ashes be scattered in the wind, and let the wind bring him to Gaia's side!" Omus walked up to Xu Mo and whispered.

"There is no god Gaia in the land of Rome, I will bring Artemis back to Sparta for burial!" Xu Mo glared at Omus angrily and roared angrily.

"Cole is right, we won't leave Artemis alone in Rome, Artemis will return to Sparta with us!" Chisonis took off his iron mask, his ugly countenance twisted into a ball.

"Sparta!" Umus nodded vigorously at the two of them, crouched down his tall body, picked up Artemis' ashes, and together with the two of them, put Artemis's ashes into a clay jar.

"Sparta!" The members of the Spartan Regiment tightly surrounded the three of them, and the Spartan Regiment, which had lost Artemis, was once again united into a collective, an even more terrifying team, in a way that Bardacus did not expect.

……

In the middle of the night, in the secret room of the Doge's Palace in Pompeii, two people were talking in secret......

"My lord, why did you execute Artemis as Bardax had arranged? In this case, the rebellion will not be able to break out in Bardax Manor, for your next plan......" In the dim light, a figure asked Governor Lucius respectfully.

"You must remember that I do need the merit of suppressing the gladiator rebellion to pave the way for me to enter the Senate, but I don't want the rebellion to be too large. The rebellion of the gladiator group with Artemis is too terrible, and if it is not well controlled, Pompeii will also be burned by the flames of this rebellion, in which case, it will only be self-defeating! Lucius said with a smile.

"But my lord, without Artemis, I'm afraid that the other gladiators won't rebel." The figure said worriedly.

"Haha, didn't you see the look in the eyes of those gladiators as they exited the courtyard of Bardax? The loss of Artemis may be a major blow to them, but not enough to stop the rebellion that has already entered orbit. Lucius smiled coldly, "The flames in the hearts of these gladiators will destroy the Bardax family, don't worry, Neos, Bardax gladiator school, I will definitely give you a reward afterwards!" ”

"Thank you, my master Lucius!" The dim light reflected a sycophant face, none other than the former god of the arena, the chief instructor of the Bardax gladiator school, who had been given the status of a freeman by the elder Bardax.

Lucius stood on the balcony of the Doge's Palace, watching Neos put on his robe and walk out of the Doge's Palace, before turning to look at the three people who had just entered the room, and whispered orders......

(Hey, who's to guess what Serna meant by a psychological scam?) Lewd ~ people, start your heads, guess in context, the hints have been given in the chapters so far! ）