"Cabal, help me!" Artemis stared at Cabal with a bloody face, the light in his eyes piercing his heart like a sword.

"No!" Sweating profusely, Cabal woke up from his nightmare and sat up from the stone bed. Shaking his head because of drunkenness, he has been groggy and his eyes are a little dull looking at the stone wall opposite, since he killed the man he admired with his own hands, in the next few days, Cabal has been a little in a trance, and he can't concentrate as much as before in training.

Cabal was a victim of the First Punic War between Carthage and Rome, and was less than ten years old when he was captured in Sicily. Although the family was Carthaginian, they had been settling in Sicily.

When the Romans arrived, all the adult men in the family were killed, his mother and sisters were taken captive by the Romans, and he was sold to slave traders. After changing hands several times, he entered the school of Badacus gladiators, where he grew up to become a champion gladiator, known to the Romans as the Carthaginian beast of the arena.

Having lost all of his loved ones at a young age, Cabal was only fourteen years old when he entered the gladiator school, and was often bullied and teased by other gladiators. Artemis, who had just been sold to the Badacus gladiator school as a prisoner of war, often defended him despite his cold appearance, and beat the gladiators who bullied him to the point of bleeding, giving the Carthaginians a rare trace of warmth in their unhappy childhood.

For Cabal, Artemis is a friend, a mentor, a brother, and a father. If time could be turned back, Cabal would have liked to fall in the courtyard of the manor, and the man on the gladiatorial platform would be him, not Artemis.

"Dangchang!" Confused, Cabal heard the sound of metal coming from outside the wooden door of his cell, and his dull eyes were as sharp as an eagle in an instant, and someone dared to break into his cell so late at night.

"Squeak!" The wooden door to Cabal's room was pushed open, and under Cabal's sword-sharp gaze, a tall figure leaned down and entered his room.

"Omes?" Cabal looked at this giant man as strong as a bear and more than seven feet tall in surprise, and then Cabal's gaze moved down to the sharp dagger in Omus's hand, and suddenly the expression on his face turned into a sudden realization, he straightened his chest and opened his arms, "Do it, brother, for Artemis!" ”

"The uprising is ahead of schedule!" Eumes looked coldly at the Carthaginian beast that had killed Artemis and threw the short sword in his hand to him.

Cabal reflexively caught the short sword thrown by Omus, looked up at Omus, and looked at Omus with a blank expression again, as if he had not yet understood Omus's words.

When Eumes had thrown the dagger at him, he looked at him again, and bowed his head again through the low door and into the hallway, muttering to himself with some displeasure. That damn Arres had a lot more to tell him, and he didn't have time to counsel Cabal.

Cabal looked down at the dagger in his hand, and was immediately startled, and walked quickly out of the cell and into the corridor of the gladiator's quarters. At this time, he found that most of the gladiator cells in the corridor had been opened, and the usually seemingly spacious corridor was already crowded with Sparta, Thrace, Carthage, Gaul...... Slave gladiators of almost all races.

Some of the gladiators carried short swords, others used some sturdy wooden sticks as weapons, and the unarmed gladiators also clenched their fists, no one made a sound, no one made a noise, and the rustling footsteps were resounding, and the gladiators who had just walked out of the cell gradually converged into an invincible torrent of steel in the aisle like a trickle, rushing towards the iron bar gate between the training ground and the manor.

As Xu Mo expected, the gladiators who were awakened in their sleep, when they saw the short sword in the hands of the Spartan soldiers, no one hesitated, and all chose to join the torrent of the uprising immediately. Only the blazing flames in their eyes can slightly reflect their excitement and excitement.

Seeing this scene in front of him, Cabal only felt a stream of heat fill his chest, making it as if it was about to explode.

"Artemis!" Cabal muttered under his breath, his confused eyes gradually clearing.

"Ah~~~!" Cabal raised his head and roared loudly into the night sky of Bardax Manor, as if he had roared out the resentment and hatred of more than twenty years of slavery to the god of fate.

The roar of the Carthaginian beast was like a battle horn, completely detonating the entire Bardachus gladiator school. The gladiators quickened their pace, shouting and rushing through the bars between the training ground and the manor, and pounced on all corners of the Bardax manor......

"Poof!" Max stabbed his dagger into the guard's throat, hot blood splattering on Max's face like a stream of water from a water gun, and beside him, Hairington and a Spartan gladiator held down the desperate guard.

"Hmm!" The guards who had been awakened from their sleep had their eyes round like dead fish, and with a few gurgles in their throats, they went limped like a lump of mud and no longer struggled.

"Boss, kill a manor guard, and the space will reward 500 credits and 1 skill point!" Max excitedly sent a message to Xu Mo.

"Well, remember to collect all the armor of the guards and give it to the fighters of the Spartan regiment." Xu Mo lightly ordered, "Dinah, how are you doing over there!" ”

"Chisonis has just led the soldiers of the Spartan Regiment to block the entrance and exit of the manor, but Bardax has been let go by us ahead of time!" Dinah replied quickly.

"Very good, you and Serna, and Jeanne (another female reincarnation) collect more medicines and food that can be carried in the manor, and we are about to transfer!" Xu Mo said with a deep groan.

"Bardax!" With a roar of rage, Ragseus kicked open the gate of the manor's backyard, leading several Thracian gladiators around to find Baddacus.

The champion gladiator's heroic face was hideous, and Lagerseus was even more grateful to Artemis than Cabal regarded him as his father and brother. Like Cabal, he was sold to the Bardax Gladiator School when he was a teenager.

However, at that time, the old Bardax bought this beautiful boy, not to train him as a gladiator, but to give it to a certain champion gladiator of Bardax at that time as a prostitute. However, Lagseus was lucky, and the Spartan Artemis stood up for him, participating in the official gladiatorial individual tournament for the first and last time, killing the champion gladiator of the time and saving Ragseus.

"Where's Bardax?" Ragalseus grabbed a manor by the collar and lifted him into the air, causing all the ladies of Pompeii to fall into the drunken gladiatorial prince, who was now transformed into a violent and angry King Kong.

"Look, Ragseus!" A Thracian gladiator suddenly pointed to a corner of the backyard wall and exclaimed.

"Huh? It's ......" Ragseus stared at his phoenix eyes in surprise as he looked at the corner of the backyard.