Dis's Arena.

The majestic gate in front of it, like the mouth of a giant beast, slowly opened, and the various strange creatures lined up outside the door, lined up in a rather neat line, and slowly entered the darkness inside the door.

Every creature that enters it pays a golden-green round currency at the entrance. This particular currency is called 'Soul Coins', and like gold coins, most of its composition is gold.

If the devils want to carry out various intrigues in the main material plane, they will inevitably need the support of huge wealth, so gold and precious stones are also very popular items to trade even in the nine hells. However, due to the fact that ordinary gold coins are very easy to wear and tear in the harsh environment of hell, in addition to 75% gold, some other substances are added to the soul coins:

15% Soul Residue (a useless thing left over from a soul shell transformed into a bad demon), 5% Bartobi Iron (a rare green metal from Hell), and the remaining 5% Miscellaneous Matter (unpurified metals such as copper, lead, tungsten, or bone meal, sulfur, etc.).

The last 5% of the material varies according to the different processes and conditions of the mint, but the overall value of the 'soul coins' produced by them is almost the same, which is basically the same as the value of the main material world "1 gold coin".

When souls became scarce and precious in the Nine Layers of Hell, they could no longer become the main currency here, and instead evolved into a role like a 'magic crystal', so the Soul Coin came into being and became the main currency of the Nine Layers of Hell.

Having said that, the soul itself actually has a lot of similarities with the magic crystal, the magic crystal provides a mana supply for the mage, and the soul provides the devil with an uplifting energy, both of which can be counted as a source of some kind of power.

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Most of the spectators entering the arena were demons of all classes and types, in addition to a small number of other creatures that called hell their home, and even a few shadows of humans.

The devil is a creature that pays attention to order and organization, so the audience enters in an orderly manner. When the massive seats in the giant arena were gradually filled, a deep and loud voice rang out over the arena.

"Welcome back to the Arena of Dis, I am your old friend Isarom-Ducanana. I learned the word 'friend' from a human businessman, so I think it's a good place to use it here. The voice said with a smile.

"Of course, I'm sure people would prefer to call me 'Pink Ido' or 'Ido the Blasphemer' rather than the meaningless name 'Isaro-Ducanana'. And the delicate demon who lay on my bed last night preferred to call me 'rude Ido,' do you know why?"

Hundreds of thousands of creatures existed in the arena, and there was no response at all, and it was as quiet as a cemetery.

The voice coughed, "It's really hard to understand, so let me remind you." Because rude people don't usually say 'thank you', I can also be called 'Ido without thanks'. ”

The loud laughter, but the laughter that echoed it was very scarce, and even if it did, it sounded very perfunctory, and it was clear that this "humorous" joke was not as interesting as its narrator imagined.

"Alas, if this joke is told on the main material plane, then the laughter of the audience will surely overturn the entire arena, and I dare to bet 100 souls on this!" said helplessly, "It's a pity that it appeared in the Nine Prisons at some inopportune time, and it is indeed my fault." ”

"But this also shows from the side that you guys really have no sense of humor, don't you have anything else in your head except promotion and intrigue? ”

As soon as the voice finished speaking, he immediately added, "Of course, the guys I am talking about definitely do not include the distinguished adults and superiors on the VIP stage. "I see that Lord Titivirus, the envoy of our great city lord, is here, as well as the brave 'Iron Avenger' Duke Aryok, and the 'Rebel Pursuer' Duke Beavant, oh, and Prince Harlot of the Soul Consortium......"

"Don't talk nonsense, you long-winded Yugros. A voice on the VIP stage sounded very dissatisfied, "Let's start the game, everyone is not here to listen to your chatter nonsense!"

"No problem, Duke Aryoc, this begins. The voice said respectfully, "I know that you are here today for a high-profile battle. This much-anticipated gladiatorial battle will take place between two incredibly powerful creatures. Each of them is the embodiment of strength and strength, and the roar of rage can make the entire multiverse tremble. But today, only one of them survives. ”

"We all know that one of the parties in this gladiatorial battle is known as the 'Ash Maker', the 'Flesh Burning Spirit', the 'Frost Predator', the 'Twelve Consecutive Victors', and the 'Pasha of the Brass City Lord' (1), and he is the mighty Fire Djinn warrior 'Serim'!" the voice said impassionedly.

Cheers rang out, and a humanoid creature locked in a sliding cage was pushed out of the towering gate. The humanoid creature seemed to be made of basalt, bronze, and flame, and stood nearly 5 meters tall in his cage with a large flaming knife in his hands, silent.

"On the other side, there is a giant creature from the terrifying abyss, a special kind of giant demon. It has a humanoid body as tall as a Titan, as well as claws and hind limbs as sharp as a winter wolf. Standing up to 10 meters tall, the bear-like head has insect-like jaws (like those of the Predator) and two giant scythes like mantis' front paws on its shoulders. ”

"Its form is like a mixture of a bear, a praying mantis, a wolf, and a reptile, chaotic like a bottomless abyss. But this chaotic form is quite terrifying and deadly, making it much more powerful than most demons. Since its birth, it has been slaughtering other races endlessly, including many of its demonic kind. It's, horrible, Slayer!"

With the introduction of the voice, the yellow sand began to slowly collapse somewhere, and an even larger cage rose from the yellow sand little by little. The Slayer Demon was locked in this cage, roaring wildly, tearing at the cage with its two sharp claws and the scythe of the forelimbs of the mantis behind it, and the special cage shook violently under its tearing, as if it would shatter in the next second.

Boos rang out in the stands of the arena like a tidal wave, and it was clear that the devils were very unkind to this ugly demon.

"The two sides will soon start fighting for their lives, and if anyone still hasn't bet at this time, they still have some time to put a hard squeeze on their favored side, and the opportunity to get rich in an instant can't be missed! ”

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