Two days later, following Roy's footsteps, as he stepped onto the beginning and end of the jungle where the Bow Spirit hunted the demons, the world of judgment came to a standstill for a few seconds.

At this moment, the main body of lightning in the shape of the main spirit tree burst out with dazzling red light.

The entire world of judgment was shrouded in a dense red light, like the chest of a giant, between breaths, once contracted, once expanded.

When the light dissipated, Roy found that a beautiful female elf, accompanied by an axe spirit and a sword spirit, slowly walked out of the void and looked at him with a smile. At the same time, a new field is gradually taking shape from ambiguity to clarity in the land of adjudication.

"Bow Spirit?" Roy asked, tentatively.

"You're Roy, aren't you?" the bow spirit smiled and stared into Roy's eyes, "Thank you for waking me up." ”

"You don't have to be so polite," Roy looked shy, "I've learned a lot from you." Especially the secret footwork of those elves, which saved me several times. ”

"To be honest, I didn't expect a human boy to be able to break my seal. You know, when it comes to hunting, the elves have a natural advantage. The bow spirit looked at Roy with a look of approval.

Although he was in a sealed state before, after being awakened, the bow spirit had memories of the previous qiē. Therefore, she knew better than anyone else that this human boy had a talent for body skills and bows and arrows. It can be said that he is even better than many elves in this regard.

As he spoke, the bow spirit glanced around at the axe spirit and the sword spirit, and turned back to Roy and said, "I have already heard what the axe spirit and the sword spirit said about you. Then, I will train you very strictly in the future. To know. You can't be a good hunter by footwork and archery alone. ”

Roy's face turned bitter.

Even in the world of adjudication, with five times the time of the Avalon continent, he felt that it was a little insufficient. There are so many things that need to be learned every day, and exercises that need to be cultivated.

Moreover. The Bow Spirit is only the third of the seven Machine Spirits to be awakened. And in the back, there are also sword spirits, shield spirits, staff spirits, and spear spirits. Once you wake up, you will really be tortured to death every day, right?

Thinking of this, Roy set his eyes on the realm that was gradually taking shape. I was a little curious. I don't know, which one appeared after the bow spirit?

Roy's question didn't last long and was quickly answered.

Half a prayer hour later. That realm has completely stabilized. Viewed from above, it was a huge gladiatorial arena.

With a sound of a horn, a group of gladiators of different races were driven into the central circular arena.

"It's a shield spirit!!"

In Roy's ears, the voices of three machine spirits rang out.

Roy was a little confused. It was obviously a gladiatorial arena of a demon race, not only the audience was a demon, but the guards around and the hunters who led the demonic beasts in the back were also demons.

But. As prey, there were four human warriors standing in the center of the arena. A human mage, two dwarves, an elven ranger, a barbarian shaman, and a dwarf. Obviously, they were all captives of the human alliance in the Great War between humans and demons.

Roy didn't know any of these people. Which one is the shield spirit? You must know that before this, the axe spirits all appeared alone.

A moment later, the iron gates around the gladiatorial arena opened, and hundreds of demonic beasts were driven away by demon hunters. Rushing into the arena, they all rushed towards the gladiator in the center.

And after driving away the demonic beasts to attack, more than thirty demon hunters also followed behind one after another and threw themselves into battle. Some carried shields and spears, some with fishing nets and steel forks, some with sharp short javelins, and some with heavy weapons such as sledgehammers or axes.

These hunters are clearly experienced and experienced. They wandered among the beasts, and their mouths kept making quick whistles, urging the beasts to attack.

Those demonic beasts are all above the seventh order. Some of them are even as high as tenth-order Warcraft Lords. And the demons who play the hunters all have the strength of the demon or above. Roy asked himself, if he stood in the middle, he was afraid that if he charged down, he would have turned into a pulp.

In fact, the strength of those captives of the human alliance does not seem to be very high. That magician, probably a junior sage, a few human warriors, dwarves and elven hunters, is roughly at the level of the Great Light Knight. The strongest, perhaps, is the barbarian shaman.

This guy was actually a melee shaman, and at the beginning of the battle, without any totems, he tore apart an eighth-order golden-horned tiger with his bare hands.

Still, even so, Roy felt that these human coalition captives had no chance.

You must know that the strength of a demon general is almost equal to that of a human Great Light Knight. Many high-ranking generals of special races can even compete with paladins.

The more than thirty demon generals alone were enough to tear the human coalition captives in the field to pieces, not to mention, there were so many demonic beasts as pioneers to create opportunities for them.

Roy felt a little strange, and had no idea what such a duel meant to the demons.

You must know that in a gladiatorial fight, when arranging the lineup, the balance of power on both sides will be balanced as much as possible, so that the battle will become more brutal and more beautiful.

The demons in the stands looked excited, but what was there to be excited about such an unbalanced gladiatorial fight? Could it be that they were just to watch a massacre without suspense?

If the human alliance wants to create a miracle, I am afraid that it can only look at that sage and that shaman.

Although the mage is weak, the power of magic far exceeds that of knights of the same rank. Once a high-level, even forbidden-level magic is unleashed at the right time, it is not impossible to turn defeat into victory.

The reason why Roy was able to turn the tide of the battle under Medin City was just to release a mere seventh-level intermediate magic at the right opportunity.

Secondly, the shaman is about using the power of the totem. Although the totems on this melee shaman were apparently stolen. However, if Roy is not mistaken, the body of this shaman is a totem in itself.

As the battle erupted, though, Roy soon learned. I was wrong.

That sage and that shaman were indeed the main forces in battle. However, the core of the real battle is the inconspicuous-looking dwarf.

Gnomes are a strange race.

Most of the dwarfs are ordinary people who can't practice any combat skills. Their interest lies in mechanical machinery. Whether it's fighting or hunting. They are more willing to use their brains than to fight and kill.

Gnomes are intelligent, but they love to lie and play pranks. Every time I deceive people in a serious way, I can't help but be happy next to me.

As a child, Roy had spent some time in the dwarf's trap town, but he had learned nothing else, and he had learned so much about lying and deceiving people that William had always regretted that he shouldn't have sent him to contact the dwarf.

Gnomes are all research freaks. Just come across a mechanism that's hard to crack or an ingenious machine, for them. It is a more valuable treasure than gold and silver. You can often forget to sleep and eat for research, and the madness of your energy is even better than that of a magician.

Because of their natural instinct to advocate wisdom, only a small number of dwarfs can practice martial arts. Moreover, most of their fighting methods are based on various strange mechanisms and machines.

Reputedly. The war puppets at the pinnacle of human magical civilization originated from gnomes. It is the crystallization of the dwarf mechanical civilization and the human magic civilization.

But. This one dwarf is different.

He didn't rely on some kind of mechanism and machinery to fight. The only thing that could be called a weapon was a shield spread out on his arm when the battle broke out.

After hearing that it was the shield spirit, Roy actually focused on the warrior with the shield in his hand.

And this dwarf's shield, which was originally worn on his wrist, was obviously some kind of secret weapon. Usually fold it up. Just a small shield. And once unfolded, the shield area was even much larger than his entire person.

In the midst of the dazzling battle, Roy could barely see the dwarf, only the large shield flying around. No matter who is in danger, this shield will appear in time.

It was the first time Roy had seen someone use a shield in such a magical way.

In the hands of this gnome. This shield blocks, leads, removes, turns, sharpens, and hits all kinds of changes, which makes people dizzy. Whether the opponent is attacking alone or besieging by multiple people, and whether the opponent is attacking head-on or sneaking from the side, he can block and defuse it with the shield in his hand.

A shield actually blessed everyone present.

Although thirty demon generals and hundreds of demonic beasts attacked together, the prisoners of war of the human alliance in the center completely ignored themselves and just let go of the attack. The sage and the shaman had killed at least seven or eight demon generals, but the demon clan had no way to break through the dwarf's defenses.

After a fierce battle, this gladiatorial battle with completely unequal strength came to an end.

Eventually, the human POWs were so scarred that they couldn't even stand on their feet, but none of them fell. And beside them, there were monsters and corpses of demon hunters all over the ground, as well as a group of dumbfounded and silent demon spectators in the stands.

By the time the realm darkened and the next cycle began, Roy was already dumbfounded.

He turned his head to look at the three axe spirits, his eyes full of disbelief.

When he first entered the world of adjudication, what he saw was the scene of the dwarf axe spirit power fighting thousands of demons, killing rivers of blood. Later, he followed the sword spirit to fight the long street, and followed the bow spirit to hunt the demons. There are countless demons who have seen them fall under their hands.

Not to mention the magic general, even the demon commander also has it.

Therefore, for the strength of these strong men three hundred years ago, Roy had already been mentally prepared, and he was even surprised.

However, he never imagined that a person could decide the outcome of a battle with the shield in his hand alone, with almost no attack!

However, the faces of the three axe spirits had a natural expression. The Sword Spirit reached out and patted Roy's shoulder, and said, "Now you know why, since ancient times, the ranking of shield-wielding subordinates has always been above other subordinates, right?"

He looked at the shield spirit realm and said slowly: "Even if it's just a passive beating, as long as you can't kill him, the last one to die must be yourself." ”...... Keep it updated for another day, wahahaha......! (To be continued......)