The sky of Helheim is always gray, and sunlight is scarce in the lowest part of the world, in the land of the dead.

The noise, the direction of the dueling arena that looked along the passage was illuminated by the blue-purple lights that were extremely gorgeous, the dueling platform in all directions was unusually vast, and the auditoriums scattered in a stepped shape were faintly illuminated.

"It looks like the show is about to begin. ”

The body is as thin as a dwarf, the body is half three inches tall, the broad face is concave and the nose is amber, the sharp ears and fangs are hanging from the knees, the hammer stirs the sun and the moon, the wolf walks through the ghosts and gods, and there are brothers everywhere in Kyushu, and they are called goblins.

Even people who live in the mountains and do not live through the world have heard of these few short sentences, and at this moment, in the audience in front of Xuan Chen, the number of goblins is at least thousands.

"What's going on?"

Doubts followed Xuan Chen's gaze one after another, and on the VIP seats in the front row and the special seats on the high platform, there were actually the other two races of Helheim.

Although they didn't sit together, in the area on the left, the human-like demeanor, the heterochromatic pupils, and the sharp corners of the eyebrows were all saying, that was the ghost clan.

On the other side, the short stature and the sturdy physique under the armor seemed to have the three words dwarf engraved on it.

How could the three races of Helheim sit together in such harmony? Although the word "harmony" is not appropriate here, the fact that the ghost clan, which has always been arrogant, actually sat in the same arena as the goblin they despised the most, which was outrageous to the extreme in Xuan Chen's opinion.

But they are incompatible, and when they meet, the war will surely be blazing, but what is going on right now? The war is over?

"When?"

Xuan Chen realized something that he forgot to care about, when he woke up in the previous prison, Xuan Chen didn't care about it, or everyone in the prison didn't care, they only thought about how to live, this was the first time Xuan Chen saw things outside after waking up.

Without having time to think about it, Xuan Chen took three steps and two steps to the stone bench, and sat next to the handsome man with short hair.

Breathing is slightly undulating.

"Is the war in Helheim over?"

"What a strange question you're asking, you're kidding, the armistice has been signed for a thousand years. ”

"A Thousand Years ......"

This number smashed into Xuan Chen's mind hard, and he didn't notice the extremely surprised expression of the man next to him.

In his memory, the war in Helheim was still going on, although the memory was intermittent, but it was extremely real, that is, in the past thousand years, Xuanchen had not experienced it, the man did not lie to himself, everything in front of him was saying that this was the truth.

What the hell is going on, how long have I lived, what am I now? my age, my background? Countless doubts exploded in my heart, and everything was so empty.

The blood-stained earth and the mournful sky were very different from what I remembered.

"Who the hell am I?"

I can't help but ask myself like this, I can't find half a fragment of my life experience in my memory, Helheim, Midgart in the human world, and even about Asgard in the divine realm, Eden in the demon world, and every bit of this world are all there, but why don't you have half a memory about yourself, he only remembers that someone called him Xuanchen, and then what?

"Hey!"

The man next to him looked at Xuan Chen, who was sitting beside him, and couldn't help but roar.

"It's your turn. ”

"Good. ”

Obviously, he hadn't come back to his senses yet, but the woman in uniform who walked slowly behind Xuan Chen seemed to be saying that the time had come, and a heavy voice had already sounded in the direction of the dueling platform, and the suspended microphone was floating diagonally above a man dressed in black, at this moment, he was standing in the center of the dueling platform, cheering, screaming.

"Get ready to play. ”

The lady in uniform stood beside Xuan Chen, her voice was charming and moving, but Xuan Chen was in no mood to appreciate her beauty at this moment.

"Good. ”

Standing up, he patted his cheek a few times, and sobered up a lot, now is not the time to think about these questions, this duel with the goblin in front of him can be fatal at any time.

Instead of going to the corner of the lounge to choose a weapon, he walked along the heavy stone passage towards the dueling platform with blue-purple lights, stopping at the edge, and the earth trembled faintly.

Although the war is over, one thing has not changed, the bloodline of the goblins.

In the goblin race, only the pure goblin bloodline that has been continuing since ancient times has a supreme status, and the other goblins are just like slaves, no one cares about their life or death, they are just the playthings of goblin nobles, and Xuan Chen is not surprised at all that goblins watch goblin duels.

However, how the goblins are on an equal footing with the ghost race makes Xuan Chen very concerned, for this barbaric race, the ghost race can be said to hate deeply, in Xuan Chen's memory, that is, at least a thousand years ago, Xuan Chen is not clear, at that time, although the goblin ranks among the three major races in Helheim, his status is abnormally low.

"It's dueling again, a duel between goblins and humans, and blood will stain the entire arena again!"

The black-clad guy spoke impassionedly, his voice piercing into the depths of the lounge.

"The next one to play is the newcomer in the arena, and those who haven't bet yet should hurry. ”

As he spoke, the guy in black finally turned around, and at this moment, he threw his cloak hat behind him.

"Please, Xuanchen!"

The cheers shook the sky, and Xuan Chen's footsteps subconsciously walked forward, until he reached the center of the dueling platform, his eyes were fixed on the guy in black.

"Apostle!"

The cheers muffled Xuan Chen's faint voice, it turned out that the guy in black in the previous prison was an apostle!

The tentacles of the head, the magic that is as terrifying as it was then, can not be wrong!

In this world, almost all races use spiritual power to measure a person's strength, and the level of combat power is also directly related to spiritual power, only the demon race is different, their spiritual power seems to be cursed, powerful and terrifying, only their spiritual power is called magic power, because that power is too cruel.

Although I don't want to admit it, this arena seems to have a lot to do with the demons.

How many apostles are there, and how many apostles are in their ranks, it seems that it is impossible to forcibly escape from prison, just the apostles who presided over the game are enough to kill everyone in this prison.

Why are the demons here, what is going on in this arena, the superior of the apostle is the demon king, and the nobles of the goblin cannot be subservient to people, so what is going on in this arena, is the goblin in controlling, or the demon king!

Xuan Chen stared at the black-clothed apostle, who seemed to be the guard of hell, even if he could not recover, he would not be able to escape.

The apostle didn't care about Xuan Chen, or he was used to all kinds of strange reactions.

"Do you hear that, who is sacred?" put his hand next to his right ear, and in another passage, the mace rubbed against the ground and made a sharp sound, "What kind of goblin is going to tear this human apart next!"

Walking slowly to the center of the dueling table, the goblin's gaze was already furious, and with heavy breathing, this short creature was not half cute.

In the stands, the onlookers were extremely excited, as if they were not watching their own race goblins duel, in the eyes of their nobles, these goblins were just slaves who survived.

"What a poor little ghost, who lost his life in vain at a young age. ”

On the stone bench, a man looked indifferently in the direction of the dueling table, he recognized this goblin, for the newcomer, this is simply a death, but so what? In this prison, dead people have long been commonplace.