Barrett clutched his chest and dragged his tired body out of the arena, where he saw the barb demon 'Mitanu' and the needle demon 'Saige', waiting for him inside the gate as usual.

He looked indifferently at the needle-piercing demon with only one arm left, and asked in a deep voice, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"Tell you what?" the barb demon's expression was a little silly.

But the needle demon one order lower than it knew what Barrett wanted to ask. "What about telling you?" said the devil, "for you to know such a thing will only distract you from gladiatorial fighting. You'll be in the middle of a battle thinking about how to subdue the opponent and then demand a ransom, rather than the easier way of killing them. ”

The Acupuncture Demon used his only arm to make a neck wipe, "However, this kind of thinking is extremely dangerous, and not all opponents care about their lives like Lambert. It is likely that when you want to keep your hand, the other party is trying to fight to the death. There......" he pointed behind Barrett, "and any mercy and hesitation will only allow oneself to be swallowed up in sand." ”

"What about you, then?" said Barrett staggered forward past the two devils.

"For us, the reason is simpler. The Needle Demon followed him, "Only if you play ten matches will we be able to win a valuable promotion." ”

"So, if you redeem your freedom early, then we will get nothing. The stupid-looking barb demon also understood at this time.

"It's not all. "We're likely to lose our current positions at once, be banished from Mantiri, and go to the battlefield to serve as cannon fodder." And this is still a relatively good ending. Worse still, we are likely to be demoted to the most miserable and filthy 'lowly demons', and as human beings, you can't imagine how terrible it is for us devils. ”

Barrett paused, turning to say something. But before he could speak, Barb Momitanu cried out in horror, "Degrade? Really? Sege, what you said is true?

The barbarian was not ignorant of descent, he had heard from the Soul Merchant before about the terrifying meaning of this punishment to the devil, so he also asked the same question as the Barb Demon, "You are really going to be punished like this?"

"The political game in the Nine Layers of Hell is extremely dangerous, and the slightest mistake can lead to a downgrade. The Needle Demon replied, "The superior likes to use this method to spur his subordinates and make us anxious, so that we can desperately collect more souls." ”

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Is this the soul?

Barrett held an index finger-sized crystal prism to his eyes, and observed the contents of the prism with full concentration and a little blur.

It was a ghostly woman, trapped inside a prism and weeping incessantly. She looked at Barrett beyond the prism with horrified eyes, her lips opening and closing as if to say something, but Barrett couldn't hear it.

"What a pure soul! Even through the soul prism, I can still smell the sweetness of it. A female voice said intoxicatingly across from the barbarian, "It's been at least two thousand years since this soul was now, but it hasn't been taken out to drain its energy, I have to say, this is a great miracle in itself." ”

Barrett looked away from the soul prism and looked at the owner of the voice.

It was a pure-looking and beautiful woman, wearing a gauzy purple suspender dress. The fullness of the chest bulging held the long skirt high, clearly revealing the two small and pointed cute things.

If this was not the Nine Levels of Hell, not a room somewhere in the Terror Prison 'Mantiri', but a place similar to the Main Material Plane and the 'Thorn Tent', then Barrett would not have had a warm and passionate in-depth exchange with the gentle and intoxicating beautiful woman in front of him.

Unfortunately, the appearance of the woman on the other side is nothing more than a disguise, because she is a pleasure demon. Although the appearance of the Pleasure Demon is similar to that of the Fallen Angel and is very beautiful, they prefer to take on a human form as a way to hide their evil nature.

"All the thousand souls that Vampire Lambert gave me are here?" Barrett asked, pointing to the dark gray space pocket in front of him.

"If you don't believe me, count it yourself. The moist lips of the Pleasure Demon raised a graceful arc, "You know, the Nine Hells are the spokesmen of 'order' in the multiverse! Any devil who violates the contract and agreement will be severely punished, and at the same time, the plane itself will also extremely reject them and refuse to give them the power of hell." ”

Barrett nodded in understanding. He tied up the bag on the table in front of him, took it in his hand and flipped it casually, "About my freedom......"

"You want to use these souls to buy your freedom?" asked the Pleasure Demon softly.

"Isn't that possible?" Barrett suddenly felt nervous.

"Of course!" said the Pleasure Demon's eyes rippled like water, "Mantili encourages the prisoners to redeem themselves, one soul can be exchanged for more souls, and I don't think anyone can refuse such a deal." However, unlike the other prisoners, you volunteered to become a gladiator. ”

"What's the problem?" Barrett clenched the soul prism in his hand.

This means that the freedom you get through redemption will be limited. "You can leave Mantiri, but you can't leave the city of Dis and return to the main material world. Unless ......"

"Unless what?"

"Unless you can play ten games in the arena. The Pleasure Demon stood up, walked out from behind the elaborate mahogany table, and walked over to Barrett, "It's not just you, it's every gladiator in the Arena of Dis, if you want to be truly free, you have to do it. ”

She placed her soft palm on Barriet's shoulder, "This rule was set by the Lord of the City himself, if you want to be an exception, you can only go to the Lord of the City to intercede." But that's harder than if you win ten, twenty, or even thirty battles!"

It seemed that he had to continue to fight that yellow sand, Barrett sighed inwardly.

"In any case, even limited freedom is much better than being a prisoner. How much is it worth?" the brute looked at the white slender hand on his shoulder, "I mean 'limited freedom'. Since it's limited, I don't think the price should be too high. ”

"If I were you, I wouldn't do that. The Pleasure Demon circled from Barrit's left to the right, "You've won six games, Mr. Barrett. And with your strength, the other four games will definitely be fine!"

She jumped slightly, and sat down on the table in front of Barrett, her two long legs hidden by the sundress, swaying up and down very playfully, "In that case, why are you in such a hurry to get out of here?" The Pleasure Demon pursed her lips, as if she was a little complaining, and as if she was waiting for a kiss.

"And the Warden has promised you a series of special treatments, and you don't have to pay such a high price for this extremely short period of freedom. Her hand gently stroked the space bag on the table, "You can use these 'beautiful things' to find a way to return to the main material world after you get out of the prison with ten victories."

She withdrew her palm from the bag, "I can tell you that the price of returning to the main material world doesn't require so many souls, not even half of the quantity. And for the rest of the part, you can do something that's good for you. ”

"For example?"

"Strengthen yourself. "With just three hundred souls, you can gain the ability of 'Flame Immunity' just like us. On top of that, there are many other abilities to choose from. And all of these abilities will be personally applied to you by a certain Lord of Hell, ensuring that side effects are minimized. ”

Barrett was quite excited when he first heard about 'Flame Immunity', but when he heard about 'Side Effects', he dispelled this idea again. He didn't dare to try the side effects of the devil's mouth.

"Or, you can buy some equipment and materials that are not available in the main material world. "You know, in hell, the soul is the strongest hard currency. ”

Well, that's a good choice, Barrett nodded mutteringly.

"Of course, you can also do things that make you happier with them. "I assure you, you've never experienced these happy things before. She grabbed Barrett's palm, which had a soul prism on it, and placed it on her knee, and little by little it went up, up, up.

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