Real soldiers

In the campaign, there is a certain chance to appear to help the master in the campaign, and it does not occupy the troop column

In the system, the concept of real soldiers is only given such a short line of explanation.

And Xu Zhu's name is also different from that of a professional, and different from that of the aborigines, Xu Zhu's name, which can only be seen by Ma Zhan, is red.

But after entering the campaign, other professions can also be seen.

At this time, Xu Zhu's professional rank is impressively god-level, and it is already the peak of god-level. Xu Zhu did not advance to the saint level, and only because Ma Zhan's rank was at the god level, he was restricted.

However, this restriction has no effect on horse warfare at all, after all, horse warfare has a large number of campaign advancement orders, as long as you enter the campaign, you can instantly use props to advance Xu Zhu to the holy level.

Xu Zhu's ability is simply the best, which makes Ma Zhan quite satisfied. After all, Xu Zhu only showed one health value at this time, and the health value was already as high as one million .61 million.

This is a real soldier, you don't have to bother at all, you can use it! And it's powerful. After all, Xu Zhu's long peerless skill was there.

And after recruiting the Holy Dragons of the third week, the number of Sacred Dragons of Ma Zhan has reached 7,204, and the contract between Ma Zhan and Yinhai has also been executed by each other, and the only regret is that Ma Zhan can only enter alone.

After Tang Jing and the others went on other tasks, Ma Zhan disappeared directly into the earth plane surrounded by a white light.

When Ma Zhan's figure reappeared, Ma Zhan saw that he was being imprisoned in a small iron prison. In the entire iron prison, there are at least more than 30 prisoners.

And these more than 30 people, all of them are men. They were all over two meters tall, and there was a foul smell from the entire iron prison, and there was some hay on the ground.

On the other side of the prison was a row of the same cells, each containing a similar number of people.

Prison! Ma Zhan suddenly exhaled bitterly, in the plot world that Ma Zhan had experienced. Ma Zhan: This is the third time that he has been imprisoned at the time of his appearance.

And the first two times, Ma Zhan didn't even get out of the prison gate, and was directly locked up for the entire plot world time. Fortunately, the second mission was not a failed and obliterated mission, and in the end, Ma Zhan was only deducted a large amount of resources to return to the earth plane.

Ma Zhan casually looked at a strong man beside him, and suddenly a row of instructions appeared in front of Ma Zhan After all, the eyes of professionals were like a row of X-rays. Everywhere the eye passes. As long as it's something about a professional, there will be attributes.

Intoro, Gladiator, Inros, Holy Rank, Level, 467236, HP 240W. Carrying troops, innumerable

Horse wars see here. Immediately sweated, because Ma Zhan's speculation really came true, this is really a prison, to be precise, a gladiatorial arena.

Ma Zhan was surprised that the rank of this gladiator was actually directly at the saint level. Ma Zhan simply looked at the other warrior with a human head again.

Ora, Gladiator, Dragon, Holy Rank, Level, Level 52W, Health 320W, Carry Troops, Countless

When Ma Zhan looked at the more than thirty prisoners in the entire prison where he was standing, Ma Zhan saw that among these prisoners, the most rubbish one was a newcomer lying on the ground, Varro, with a level of only 32W.

And the 32W level is just the most basic requirement for the advanced holy level.

When he saw Varro, some information suddenly appeared in Ma Zhan's mind, and among the materials collected by Ma Zhan, a movie appeared in front of him: "Spartacus? Blood and Sand

I remember that the plot in it was that Spartacus was fighting in the gladiatorial arena, and Varro was a new gladiator that Spartacus had just met.

Just as Ma Zhan was thinking this, the more than thirty people who were originally arguing about something all stopped, as if they didn't feel anything about Ma Zhan's appearance at all.

One of the prisoners, who definitely weighed more than three hundred kilograms, looked at Ma Zhan and said directly, "Another unlucky guy has come in, but his ability is too poor, and he hasn't been favored by the god of war, so he will die sooner or later." ”

Ma Zhan knew that the strong man was talking about him. After all, Ma Zhan has already observed his own ability, and he is still only a god-level professional, and his health is a lot worse than the other party!

And after the strong man finished speaking, a group of tall gladiators all laughed.

And Ma Zhan heard a key term from it, the favor of the god of war!

Just when Ma Zhan was thinking like this, a prompt appeared in the system.

"Clash of the Gods, Mission Starts ......"

"Main Mission: Survival"

"Hint: In the Land of the Gods, as long as you can survive three astrological weeks, you will receive great rewards, of course, these rewards can only be harvested by your own ability."

"Hint: Mission Failed, No Penalty, Mission Completed, No Reward"

"This mission camp: Mount Olympus, Qin Tan, Dragon, Underworld, Heaven, the major human kingdoms"

"Faction Reputation: According to different tasks and actual development levels, professionals will gain faction reputation, and at the same time, they will also be hated by the opposing faction due to different faction choices, and if the reputation reaches a certain standard, they can get the help of that faction."

Ma Zhan had just finished observing the mission, and there was a sound of footsteps in the distance, and the footsteps appeared, but the footsteps seemed to have some magical power, and when these footsteps just sounded, the entire chaotic prison fell silent.

No matter who it was, they stopped talking.

Ma Zhan's prison was quite far from the entrance, so they could only hear footsteps, but they couldn't see what was going on outside. But just as Ma Zhan was thinking this, there was already a voice in front of him.

"Spartacus is back! Spartacus wins! ”

At first, it was only a few voices from Lu Lu Jiji, but then, these voices not only became louder, but also very neat, and all the people clenched their fists, and even stretched out their hands outside the iron fence, shouting loudly.

Even the thin man named Varro, who was lying down not far from Ma Zhan, also supported his body and got up at this time, tossed twice on the dirty grass nest like a pigsty, and looked out with both hands grasping the iron fence.

After a while, Ma Zhan saw a middle-aged man with strong muscles and a figure of more than two meters, guarding by several soldiers, walking in the direction of Ma Zhan.

Ma Zhan's eyes swept away, and suddenly the state of this person appeared in front of Ma Zhan.

Spartacus, Gladiator, Spartan, Holy Rank, Level, 76W, HP 383W, Carrying Troops, Countless (To be Continued......)