With a pair of bull's eyes open, Alysta Yuan looked at a few mosquito-like things crawling out of the small things in his palms, and regained his body shape under his own gaze, oh, although it was still small compared to his minotaur physique, but at least it was already a normal person's physique.

So amazing?

Oh, my God!

Is this the true God who prayed daily in his devotion to finally reply to him?

Alista looked at the few uninvited guests in front of him expectantly, almost in disbelief.

"Minotaurs?!"

"A big guy!"

After Daji and the others regained their body, they didn't continue to speak for the first time, but looked around the environment with interest, this place where they looked extremely huge in the cabin, it felt like a huge palace, it turned out to be not a palace, nor a sewer, but just a cell?!

That's a big contrast.

Well, no, maybe it's not a prison cell, but a place where people don't live in the first place.

The minotaur's huge body can't even straighten up here.

A pile of weeds was piled up in the corner of the cell, where Alista slept. The whole space is filled with a stale and rancid atmosphere, which makes it easy to think of someone who has died here, and there are thick chains placed on the walls of the room, locking all the hands, feet and necks of the minotaur with chains, just curled up in the corner, and the entire space for the minotaur to move is extremely limited. It was only when he went out to the arena that he had the opportunity to go out for a while.

This is how Alista, the hottest gladiator in the fortress, was treated?!

That's right, that's it, that's how the Noxians treat slaves, so being locked up here reminds Alysta that even if he is beautiful in the arena, he is essentially just a gladiator, no different from other gladiators.

Alista wanted to get out all the time.

Now, it seems like an opportunity has come?

He looked at the cell's uninvited guests with wide eyes and anticipation.

Is this the tribal god finally answering his prayer and sending a messenger to save him?

No, it must be!

Except for the true gods?

Who else would have come to him in such a magical way.

Oh my God, the messenger is so beautiful.

Alista reverently admired that he had the same aesthetic as that popular on the mainland.

Among the daughters, especially the elf Aurelia, with her pure and transparent skin and beauty, she was simply an angel among the minotaurs.

This is the angel, and it must be the angel who answered his prayer and patted the mortal dust to save his messenger!

At this moment, Alista's faith is incomparably firm!

It's just that the smell here is really bad.

The delicate sense of smell of Arelia, the angel in Alista's heart, couldn't hold it at first, and she lowered her head and sneezed a few times in a row, destroying the image, and then the little Lori Jinx of the three raised her head and made a voice:

"Hey, big guy, where is this and who are you?"

The sound they heard in the Kun fighter just now was not heard clearly at all, and after the human body organs became smaller, even the sense of hearing changed, and the voice of Alista just now was like an elongated alarm to them, and they couldn't distinguish it at all.

"Alista, my name is Alista."

The Minotaur replied eagerly.

At this time, the hand of Master Daji was launched, and with a whoosh, the dragonfly-like Kun fighter was recaptured from the hands of the Minotaur, and poor Kuqi was still inside?

But now, the space in this cell can't restore the Kun fighter to its original state.

"This is the cell for the gladiators outside the arena, you are ...... Are you here to save me? ”

Alista said excitedly.

"Save you?"

Daji looked at Alysta with interest.

"You're not from Noxus? Are you their slave? ”

"Of course, I'm not from Noxus. I have a blood feud with them......" Alista seemed to have finally found a window to vent, and told them his experience.

He was a group of minotaurs on the plains beyond what had once been a magnificent barrier, and they had lived carefree in the vast grasslands until the Noxians had struck there, and the Iron Horsemen of the Empire had destroyed everything, slaughtering the entire tribe, all his family.

And he himself was captured by the despicable Imperial mage, and ended up miserable as a poor gladiator, going out endlessly every day to participate in the struggle between life and death, just to amuse the vile Noxians.

Such a life is simply a kind of purgatory.

But in this purgatory-like life, Alista persevered hard, he couldn't die, he wanted to avenge his family, for his clan, he prayed to God every day, praying that God would give him a chance...... Until today.

No one could have imagined how Alista felt at this time.

"Thank God!"

"Thank you angels for giving me such an opportunity!"

Ignoring the chains on his body, Elista fell to the ground with difficulty, kissing the ground in front of several people, and performing the greatest courtesy to the angel in his mind.

"As long as the angel delivers me and avenges me with my own hand, I will swear to believe in my Lord forever and always follow the angel of my Lord."

Oh, haha!

Little Lori Jinx didn't hold back, and laughed first, in a sharp voice:

"Angels? We are not angels. Which eye do you see that we are angels? ”

The big guy in front of him sees them as angels? There's nothing more fun in the world than this. They're here to bring destruction to the city. Moreover, Daji over there is a real demon. Angel? Angels are the demons' favorite objects of blasphemy.

"I say, shut up! Jinx. ”

But Daji stopped her at a critical moment, Daji was not Jinx after all, and she immediately thought that the big guy in front of her was very useful to them, at least for now.

As for the angels!

How do you know that demons don't like to be seen as angels?

Maybe this sense of contrast will satisfy the strange curiosity of these demons even more, and give them a strange sense of satisfaction.

Oh, by the way, just now he said, he's a gladiator, the best gladiator here.

She immediately had an idea.

If Arista hated the Noxians so much, what about the others?

And what about those more slaves?

The army of Noxians swept across the continent, but also created a large number of slaves for the Empire.

These slaves were full of hatred for the Noxians, and the Noxian Legion went out with a large number of slaves to drive and enslave wherever they went, and there were many, many poor people like Alista in this city.

Daji has a keen sense that this will be an opportunity.

"Well, Alista! I'm here to ask you,"

"Do you think there are many gladiators like you in this arena?"