If one day, a small meatball under your knife and fork suddenly opens its mouth and begs you for mercy.

"Don't eat me, my lord, it's okay, I'm just a child. In a childish, mournful voice, it pleaded, "Is it okay to eat it when I'm older?" Or, you can put me in the tub and the meatball soup is fresh, I promise!"

"I know you want to eat me, you want to eat me, but not today, can you? Please wipe the saliva from the corners of your mouth, bear with me a little longer, and you will get a better and sweeter me. At that time, I will let you enjoy and ravage, whether it is braised or fried, or boiled, as long as you want, I will cooperate!"

What would you do with such a small meatball on your plate?

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No matter what you choose, anyway, our barbarian gladiator, who is desperate on the battlefield, raises his long knife again without mercy.

"What does it matter to me whether you find the master or not?" Barrett said indifferently, "just right, I'll help you, and you won't have to bother looking for it in the future." After saying that, he aimed the tip of his knife at the small ball of flesh on the ground with a mouth and four tentacles, and prepared to pierce it directly.

This should be able to kill this strange thing, the brute is a little unsure. Anyway, let's cut it first.

"Wait, wait, hero, please stop, and listen to me!" the little meat ball's desire to survive seemed extremely tenacious. "If you don't kill me," it pleaded for mercy again, "If you don't kill me, I promise to serve you as Lord for the time being, and to serve you and your descendants until I find my true master." Trust me, 'Joey' never lies!"

Heh, it doesn't matter if you lie or not, "I'm sorry, that's not for me to decide." On this piece of yellow sand, someone has to die. "What do I need for a weird ball of meat? And it seems dangerous, devouring flesh and blood.

"I'll do a lot of things!" Meatball continued to persuade in a childlike voice, "I'll be whatever you ask me to be, I'll talk to you, and I'll tell you a lot of stories." I'm also a very good assistant in battle, I'll eat all your enemies and block all attacks for you. Joey is amazing!"

"Awesome? I don't think so. Barrett said lightly.

"That's because your attack has made it difficult for my body to heal, and it is difficult for the limb you cut off to drive again. "There used to be a big monster like a small mountain, and it ate me, and then it became a part of my body! Although it was a bit of a struggle to drive so much flesh, I kept wandering like that for a long time, until I was thrown here by a powerful guy." ”

Where is 'here'? Does it refer to hell, or does it mean arena? Forget it, don't talk too much about it.

Barrett raised his long-handled machete and stabbed his opponent with the sharp tip of the knife. At the moment when the tip of the knife was about to reach the body, the little meat ball screamed and rolled to the side, and it was very embarrassing to avoid being killed by a knife.

But the second knife breath followed, and the little guy used the four tentacles on his body to roll and jump agilely among the bloody corpses on the ground, relying on his small stature, desperately panting.

"It's over, it's over, Joey is going to die!" it jumped and cried in that childlike voice, "Joey doesn't want to die, because if you die, you'll never find your master!"

If it was on the main material plane, Barrett might consider letting it die, but this is hell, a gladiatorial arena for you to live and die, and he just wants to kill this meat ball quickly, and then find an unobtrusive corner to hide, and wait for the two big guys on the other side to divide the winner.

What's more, there are some mire ghosts in the misty forest, and they will also transform into the appearance of wonderful girls to attract adventurers, and God knows if that immature voice is some kind of disguise used by this strange thing in front of him to survive.

After several unsuccessful attacks, Barrett simply flattened the long-handled machete, changed the attack part of the weapon from the tip of the knife to the blade, and prepared to slap the small ball of flesh jumping around in front of him directly.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a slight tearing force, gently pulling his body, and a little yellow sand nearby was also slowly converging in the direction behind him because of this tearing force.

Immediately afterward, the barbarian's keen sense began to warn him frantically, as if a terrible danger was brewing.

He turned his head to look behind him, only to find that the Fire Djinn Warrior, who had been rolling on the ground with the Demon Slayer just a moment ago, had been stabbed directly into the wall of the arena by the terrifying demon with his two wolf-clawed hands.

The body of the Fire Djinn Warrior had been restored to its original state, and its tall body of about 4 meters was as small as a child compared to the Slayer Demon of Torture. His left arm was gone, most of his neck had been bitten and most of it had been lost, hot blood was gurgling from the wound, and the blazing flames around him had been completely extinguished.

The Slayer had more wounds on its body, and all of them were more severe, but it still looked like it was fighting at all. And the Slayer Demon didn't seem to want to kill the fire djinn directly, it stared at each other cruelly with its only remaining eye, and its mouth was still chewing something.

And that strange tearing force burst out from the broken body of the fire djinn. In Barrett's eyes, the body of the fire djinn grew redder and brighter, like a rising sun. And that special tearing force also became more and more intense as the brightness continued to intensify.

Damn, this guy looks like he's going to blow himself up!!!The well-informed Barrett immediately judged the form in front of him. I haven't heard that a creature like a fire djinn can also explode on itself, is that guy so talented and special?

But now is not the time to be cranky, and our barbarian gladiators are stunned for a moment, and then run off into the distance regardless of their fate.

Just as he had barely run five meters away, there was a huge explosion and roar like a volcanic eruption behind him. Then an incomparable wave of heat slammed into him, sending him straight into the air.

Barrett flew in mid-air, his head a little dazed by the heat wave, and then he slammed into the wall on the other side of the arena like mud, bounced back to the ground, completely unconscious.

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"Barrett, Barrett, am I talking to you? Did you hear me? How about we eat roasted corn tonight? Abel has brought three carts of corn, and those corns are big and yellow, and you can buy an ear for only three copper coins, and if you want to buy more, you can get a discount, which is quite a good deal!"

"Barrett, do you like me to wear my hair in braids, or just scatter it over my shoulders? I don't care, but it's a bit of a hindrance to cooking, or do you want to put it in a ponytail, you say?"

"Barrett, dinner is ready, guess what you're going to eat tonight? Roasted corn? No, didn't we eat it yesterday. Golden Crab? Cut, are you brainbroken? How can we have so much money to eat seafood? It's stupid, let me tell you, it's hell soup, and it's your favorite devil's claw. ”

Hell's Soup?Barrett woke up suddenly.

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