If she could, Barrett would have wanted to get rid of the chatter above first. Even if the owner of that voice might have been a terrifying Deep Hell Purgatory, it didn't stop him from thinking about it in the slightest.

After spending a lot of time killing the big moving piece of flesh without getting the results he deserved, our barbarian gladiator grew more and more irritable.

The long-handled machete of the minotaur in front of him struck again heavily, and after simply familiarizing himself with the opponent's attack path, Barrett did not advance but retreated, and rushed directly in front of the opponent. At the moment when the machete was about to reach his body, Barrett narrowly dodged sideways. He then managed to trick the Minotaur into the front of him and slashed the opponent's abdomen with the axe in his hand.

With a miserable 'moo', a huge gash was torn open in the Minotaur's abdomen. Blood poured out of the wound, splashing Barrett all over her body, and some of her internal organs slid off with it, and the scene was a bit tragic.

This minotaur's life is quite tenacious, and even after such severe trauma, he still wants to fight to the death. It threw away the machete in its hand and grabbed it at Barrett with both palms, but the brute easily dodged it.

Barrett dodged behind the minotaur and slashed his opponent's knee with the cutting axe in his hand.

It was a combat habit he had learned from his fellow dwarves when he teamed up with them. According to the dwarf, there is nothing wrong with striking at the knees of enemies who are taller than him.

The minotaur's knee snapped at the sound, and it fell unsteadily to the ground, stirring up a large cloud of yellow sand. Barrett didn't give the other party much more time to suffer, and he slammed the weapon in his hand into the other's head, giving it a brief moment of redemption.

As for why it is "temporary salvation", it is because the soul of the creature who dies from here does not receive true liberation. It's Bato's hell, and death is just the beginning of another nightmare.

And how many? Our barbarian gladiator wiped the blood from his face and looked up.

In addition to him, the only participant who was still standing on this yellow sand was the flesh puppet that was still devouring corpses to strengthen itself. It's not that Barrett can't take out this strange guy, it's just that it might take a long time, and it will be a little more than worth the cost.

Whew, it looks like it's finally over!! But halfway through, he found that the metal gate in front of him had not opened as he had expected.

Not only that, but all the gates around the arena walls were tightly sealed at this time. And the transparent barrier with a slight red light in the sky above is still isolating the inside and outside. This is undoubtedly very different from the end of the previous game.

The devils in the stands, who were of all shapes and more numerous than ants, were pointing at him. Because of the barrier, Barrett couldn't hear them, and in the arena, he could only hear that annoying voice.

"What's going on?" the brute asked, tilting his head up into the sky, "I'm the only one left here, and that ...... Don't tell me that the time is over, you reminded us that we still have a minute and a half, and I definitely didn't even need half a minute to kill that minotaur. Are you going to start cheating?"

"No, it's impossible. For the devil, the rules and the contracts signed will definitely be enforced, and sometimes the way it will be enforced is not the same as the signer has in mind, but we will never cheat. The voice above explained in a calm tone, "I admit that your killing efficiency is commendable, Gladiator Barrett. But you're ignoring something that's not so obvious. ”

"What's the matter?" the barbarian felt a little uneasy in his heart.

"When I remind you that there is a minute and a half left, there are still five participants left in the field. "Then you killed one, Red, and I mean the flesh golem, which also killed one." So, guess how many are left? If you can't do the math, you can stick out your finger and gesture it. ”

Damn! The flesh golem had only killed one! Barrett finally knew what the problem was.

He kept circling around to look around, but still didn't find the last participant. The arena was too big, and if the opponent knew how to stealth like an assassin, or had a natural disguise like some war lizardmen, and then found an inconspicuous corner to hide, he would not have a chance to spot the opponent's tracks.

"By the way, you still have ten, nine, eight seconds...... Oh, I really love the countdown, this feeling of pushing the other person down the abyss little by little is really good, I should really do more similar moves in the future. The voice said very quickly, "Three seconds, two seconds, one second!"

After a second, the voice paused again, and then it said to everyone in a voice that roared like thunder and had a long echo, "I announce that this battle between the powerful Fire Djinn warrior 'Serim' and the terrifying 'Slayer Demon' in the Endless Abyss has officially begun!"

As he spoke, the magic on both cages disappeared at the same time, and the barrier in the sky seemed to become thicker.

The massive demon, which was nearly ten meters tall, was the first to tear apart the metal cage that held it in prison. It strode out of its tattered cage and stood on the yellow sand and roared wildly, the two mantis-like scythe limbs on its shoulder blades waving in the air.

Then the Slayer Demon turned to stare at the many demons behind it that seemed to be within reach of him as soon as he stretched out his hand, his pupils as dark as the abyss. Filled with an endless desire to slaughter.

It roared, leaped into the air, and slammed its claws at the spectators in the stands. The sharp claws slammed into the barrier, but the reddish barrier was helpless.

At this moment, the fire giant spirit warrior who was more than four meters tall also made a move. He silently raised the flaming long knife in his hand, and after slightly accumulating strength, the two knives cut through the papier-mâché-like cage and slowly walked forward. And every footprint he left behind was like a glass step, faintly reflecting the light.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, our barbarian gladiator cursed as he ran towards the minotaur corpse he had killed. He rushed to the side of the minotaur's corpse and picked up the rusty logging axe.

He weighed the axe twice in his hand, looked at the two powerful creatures on the left and right, and reluctantly threw the axe on the ground, picking up the heavy long-handled machete that the Minotaur had used.

Since this is already the case, can it be counted as two games? The barbarian silently sneered in his heart.

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