The back stands of the Colosseum belonged to the kings, the strong, and the dark elf nobles.

In a stand several floors below the King's Stand, many demigods and powerhouses gathered here, and they were the Great Elf Kings who served the various dark elves.

An old dark elf sat in his place with his eyes closed, surrounded by a large crowd of people. Several of them exuded a powerful aura, a dark elf thief, a dark elf priest, a human black bald warrior, a mysterious man of unknown race shrouded in black robes, and a lich ...... They all exude the aura of legend.

And this old dark elf, he is the "master" of the three Richards, the secret subordinate of the Blood Clotting Elf King, but there is no need to hide his identity at this time, he stood up generously and showed everyone the power that belongs to the Blood Clotting Elf King.

"Look, that's the Great Slave Master Devog Bloodmoon! Let's just say, it's all the inheritance of the ancient blood mage......" The voice of talking about Divog Blood Moon came from afar.

Devog Bloodmoon turned a deaf ear, picked up a blood-filled wine glass from a plate dragged by one of the attendants beside him, and drank it himself. And the attendant with the plate was actually Ryan Hart, a young boy whom Richard and they considered to be unlucky.

Divog Blood Moon looked at the gladiators in the arena, took a sip of blood, and said, "Which are my teams?"

The man who was covered in black robes hurriedly stepped forward and pointed to several teams in the arena, and finally stopped his finger on the three of Richard: "These are the ones......

"Well, yes, yes, they are all souls that can please our lord......" Divog Blood Moon said, suddenly frowning slightly, pointing at the three of Richard and saying, "Why are these three strengths so weak, who is in charge?"

"This ......," the black-robed mysterious man said after glancing at the lich Barbaros, "Barbaros is in charge." ”

"Hmm, Barbaros ......," Devog Bloodmoon called the lich Barbaros.

However, Barbaros the Lich did not accept it immediately. At this time, all the attention of the lich Barbaros was on one thing. The item that hangs from Devog Bloodmoon's waist is Richard's "Quigang King's Lightsaber".

"Barbaros!" Divog Bloodmoon's voice suddenly became chilly.

Instructor Drogba, who was standing next to Barbaros, slapped Barbaros on the body, and Barbaros felt that he was about to fall apart. He glared at Instructor Drogba.

"Barbaros, what are you thinking, the master has called you twice!" Instructor Drogba's dark face was faintly bloody.

The lich Barbaros was startled, and then he reacted. It seems that I have been too careless recently, thinking that I can be a little reckless if I get the life box back. But he promised his father and Richard, and he had to lurk down to help Richard get the sword and fulfill his promise. Otherwise, the death may be even worse......

The lich Barbaros suddenly showed sincere fear, and came directly to the side of Divog Bloodmoon, and immediately knelt down, and said in a terrified voice, "Great master, forgive me for losing my mind......"

"Barbaros, what were you thinking?" Divog Bloodmoon took another sip of blood.

"Forgive me, master. I just suddenly remembered a magic formula, and I counted it all at once, so I ......"

"Tell me the formula. ”

"Okay, master......" If the lich Barbaros could sweat, then he would definitely be able to sweat even the mage robes on his body at this point. However, the lich Barbaros had an idea, and he happened to have a magic formula in his head that he had not solved, and he immediately said it.

"Hmm......" Hearing the Lich Barbaros say the formula, Divog Bloodmoon really did the math. After a long time, he told the lich Barbaros the answer.

"Great master, you are the brightest star in the sky, and your wisdom is like the ...... of the sea," the lich Barbaros hurriedly followed the stick.

"Okay, you don't have to make a fuss. Devog Bloodmoon waved his hand to stop Barbaros, the lich, and pointed to the three Richards and asked, "This is your team?"

"Yes......"

"Why is the strength so poor, how did such a poor team get here?" Divog Blood Moon said sternly.

"Great master, please calm your anger. You only see the surface, you look closely at this man......" Barbaros the Lich said and pointed to Richard, at which point he had to expose something. "You see, this man is favored by fate......" (Of course, Daddy's favor is the favor of fate.) ）

"Hmm...... It is indeed ......" Devog Bloodmoon closed his eyes and connected the spell in his heart that was within Richard's body and soul. Sure enough, I felt the ethereal power of fate. "Hey, I should have left him behind. You can feel the rules of fate through him......"

Just as Divog Bloodmoon was investigating Richard, Richard, who was in the arena, suddenly felt a chill in his body, and he could clearly perceive that an extremely evil and powerful being was spying on him, and that person was their "master". Richard's gaze also looked towards the north stand, where the costumes and sparse seats were clearly the upper level of the Dark Elves.

However, under the armor that Richard was not paying attention to, the gold coin of fate hanging around his neck shimmered, blocking Divog Bloodmoon's intention to check the light of the light.

"Master, you can still let him come back now......" the lich Barbaros said quickly, and by now, he also knew some conspiracies about the Great Arena.

"No...... It's late!" Divog Bloodmoon was momentarily interested, and with a wave of his hand, let the lich Barbaros walk away.

Standing back in his place, Barbaros, the lich, looked into the arena and saw Richard. Well, with Daddy's protection, it is impossible for that little conspiracy to stump Richard, right?

At this time, the voice of the demigod master of ceremonies came from the high platform above.

"Fellow Dark Elves, please stand up and applaud the many valiant gladiators in the arena!

For a moment, all the dark elves stood up, and a grand applause rang out, echoing in the dark underground.

When the applause was over, the Dark Elf Master of Ceremonies continued, "Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the Hell Elf King with the most humble manners!"

PS: What, I got a monthly pass, and I was a little excited~