Finally, Richard came to the first floor of the stone castle. Finally, Richard walked out of the stone castle that impressed him.

Looking back, I saw that this stone castle was like a huge demonic beast in the dark, devouring countless people. I don't know how many resentful and unwilling souls roam here, and I don't know how many bones are buried in that cruel underground.

When they came to the school grounds, a large group of slave soldiers were already standing there with torches. Among these slave soldiers, Li saw many of those who had come with him. Unfortunately, they are now sanity walking dead.

Instructor Drogba stood in the middle of the school yard and looked at the three Richards with great satisfaction, as if admiring his own artwork of art. The sound of rustling and wheels rubbing against the ground came from afar.

Barbaros the Lich comes out of the darkness in a lizard cart.

And Aladdin Ayub Ben was visibly stunned for a moment when he saw the lich Barbaros, and immediately adjusted up, pretending that nothing was right.

"Oh, is that what you chose to fight for your master?" said Barbaros, the lich, who jumped out of the car, looked at the three of them, and turned to Instructor Drogba.

"Yes. Thanks to your recommendation, I have picked up the treasure and I have not lost so many toys. Instructor Drogba bared two rows of white teeth and smiled at the lich Barbaros.

"Hmph!" the lich Barbaros snorted unwillingly, as if he had been told a sore spot by the instructor Drogba, and then came to the three of them.

"Well, what a beautiful body. Barbaros the Lich said as he looked at Kling.

Then he looked at Richard and, without saying a word, looked directly at Aladdin Ayub Ben.

Looking at Aladdin Ayub Benn, the lich Barbaros was still expressionless (well, his skull with only rotten skin left couldn't make an expression), but his soul fire shuddered.

Barbaros, the lich, collected his emotions and pulled out three magic scrolls from his bosom.

"Is this the seal of imprisonment or enslavement for us?" thought to him, looking at the magic scroll in the Lich Barbaros' hand.

I saw that the lich Barbaros was chanting a mysterious magic spell in his mouth, and the three magic scrolls in his hand flew into the air from his hand, and they automatically unfolded, and the magic runes on the scrolls lit up, and then flew quickly towards the three of Richard.

Sure enough, this is some kind of binding spell......

The spell penetrated into Richard's body, and even the anti-magic effect of the structure on his body could not be stopped. Richard felt that the spell was connected to his soul, and in an instant, Richard sensed a powerful presence far away. He knew that this was their "master".

However, Richard can also clearly sense that I don't know if it's because of the abnormality of his soul, or if the construction is the most useful after all, the connection between this spell and the soul is not very strong, and it seems that he has hope that he can break it. A flash of inspiration flashed through Richard's mind......

With angry and anguished expressions on their faces, Richard, Klin, and Aladdin Ayub Ben looked up, knowing that they were already someone's slaves.

"Very well, then three brave gladiators, follow me into the car. With a wave of his hand, the lich Barbaros beckoned everyone to get into the car.

"Barbaros, I'll give you my artwork, you must let them appear in the Colosseum!" said Instructor Drogba, with a little frenzy on his face.

"Hehe......" The lich Barbaros was about to sit in the driver's seat, but he rolled his eyes and saw the little boy Rhein Hart.

"I'm going to have this little boy too. Barbaros the Lich pointed to the little boy Rhein Hart and said to Instructor Drogba.

"This is my servant!" Instructor Drogba shook his head.

"All people here are servants of their masters. If you don't give it to me, then I'll go to the master myself and ask for it. Let me tell you beforehand, there is something that has been bothering the master for a long time, and I have recently completed it......" The severe soul fire of the lich Barbaros burned violently.

"You...... You even did that?" Instructor Drogba was a little surprised to hear the words of the lich Barbaros, and finally, he smashed his fist into the air and said, "Okay...... He's yours anymore. ”

"Boom...... So, cute little boy, get in the car!"

The little boy Reinhart looked at the terrifying-looking lich Barbaros in horror and stepped into the carriage with trepidation.

"Don't be afraid, we're here, and we won't let him experiment with you. Richard gave up a place for the little boy, Rhein Hart, and said comfortingly.

The little boy Rhein Hart heard Richard's words, and his pale face became a little rosy.

"Crunch, crunch......" Dragged by a huge underground lizard, the carriage sailed into the darkness far away.

Instructor Drogba stood in place, looking at the carriage in the distance, and said with a pair of bull's eyes and a cold light: "Barbaros, let me see how much trouble you can bring to the master......"

Countless pairs of bloody hands reached out from the ground, and one slave soldier was torn to pieces......

......

Tossed in never-ending darkness.

Later, Richard couldn't tell how long they had been gone and how long it had taken them. All I knew was that the little boys, Rhein Hart and Klin, had already slept. Looking out of the car window, the darkness was like a fog that would never dissipate.

"Where is this going?" muttered Richard.

"It must be some city-state...... Aladdin Ayub Ben heard Richard's voice and said to the side, "The three of us must have been registered as gladiators by Instructor Drogba." As he said, the only final destination for a gladiator is the Colosseum in the Dark Elf Holy City. ”

"And if you want to end up in the Colosseum, you need to earn enough points. In this underground, every dark elf with a certain net worth will train gladiators. It's impossible for every team to go to the Colosseum. Only by going to those city-states that have arenas, successfully winning athletics, gaining points, and obtaining a large number of points, a large number of points, can you be allowed to decide the king in the final arena. ”

"Tournaments in this arena take place every few years to ten years, and gladiators have to travel to the city-states a year or six months in advance to earn points. Although most gladiators would die on this journey. The rules of the arena of each city-state are set by the mother of the city-state or the lord of the city-state, either fighting with others, or fighting against monsters, etc. If you win, you will have points, and if you lose, you will have to die......"