The spectators in the arena stands were in an uproar because one of the gladiatorial teams had reached the very center.

"The luck of this team is so good that it didn't take a fork in the road, and went straight to the center. A dark elf spectator pointed to the arena with a look of amazement.

His companion snorted disdainfully, "Hmph, even if you go to the middle, you still have to defeat that manticore." ”

"Huh, what about the manticore. ”

In the center of the arena was a hall the size of a basketball court, with only a pile of hay in it, and on top of that hay was an egg the size of an ostrich egg. Of course, now everyone knows that this egg belongs to the manticore. However, when the audience's eyes focused on the center of the maze, they did not find the manticore.

For the gladiators who were locked in the arena cell the day before, they didn't know the danger in the middle, they only knew that as long as they walked through the maze and came to the center to get the egg, they were basically champions, and they could get a lot of points, and even directly participate in the final arena.

This labyrinth is actually a huge magic array, mainly for people who produce all kinds of illusions and enter with deviations. But as long as it is man-made, then there are traces to follow. Therefore, the first gladiatorial team to arrive was not lucky, but one of them was a magician who liked to study formations. Although this magician is not of a high rank, he can easily find the hidden thread by drawing inferences.

Therefore, they came to the center without danger or hindrance. As far as the eye can see, a huge egg lying on a pile of hay in the empty hall is so tempting.

Out of an abundance of caution, the mage in the team stood outside the hall and cast a detection spell, but found nothing, and immediately nodded to the other team members. Everyone rushed in and rushed to the dome, where champions and honors, and even freedom beckoned to them.

"Hey, look there!" said a dark elf in the audience, pointing to a corner of the central hall in amazement.

"What? there's nothing there. His companion looked there, but found nothing.

"Ahh It's invisible. ”

"You're damn good. ”

"Shadows are flickering under the torches there. ”

"Really, I can't see it......" His companion looked closely, still seeing nothing. But, suddenly...... "I see it." ”

I saw that in the shadow under the torch, I suddenly saw a huge lion's head emerge from the shadows, and then the whole body. It turned out that the manticore was hiding in the shadows. It has the ability to dive into the shadows.

The Manticore, as the name suggests, has its entire body similar to that of a normal lion. However, the tail is the tail of a scorpion, with a poisonous barb on it. And on its body, there is also a pair of bat-like wings. The manticore lion can fly, and its body can produce high levels of toxins, and it usually dies of poison as soon as it is contaminated. That big mouth also has a special ability - devouring the heavens and the earth.

Because of their wings, some manticores also have shadow properties that allow them to hide in the dark. Some can even escape into the void and move between them.

Obviously, the manticore in the middle of the maze has all the traits and abilities that one could know. It was tall and mighty, standing five meters tall like that, and its mouth was flowing with a poisonous slime that could corrode the ground. A pair of bat wings flapped but was silent.

The manticore's batwing flapped. Then it vanished in place, and when it reappeared, it was behind the gladiators. This is the ability to travel through the void.

"What a wonderful massacre. Look at the blood, look at the severed limbs, it's really blood-pumping!" The dark elves in the audience watched the slaughter of the gladiators by the infinitely close to the demigod, and for a moment they all enjoyed it as if they had taken psychedelic drugs. The Dark Elves just love to see this kind of bloody and cruel picture.

The manticore shot the last man to death, and the central hall was covered in blood and stumps. The manticore shook its head, then stood still, opened its mouth, and an invisible suction force suddenly appeared, and all the bloody stumps and corpses in the entire hall flew into its mouth.

The manticore closed its mouth, and the hall was back to its former appearance, as if no one had ever been there, and the egg was still there. The manticore slowly walked to the corner of the hall, and standing in front of the shadow, the manticore flapped its wings and disappeared into the darkness again.

......

The camera pans to our protagonist.

Under the siege of Richard, Klin, and Aladdin Ayub Ben, the Sanctuary Assassins finally fell to the ground. His eyes were full of unwillingness. He finds the three Richards in the labyrinth, so he convinces his new teammates to come and set up an ambush. However, the sneak attack, which was obviously nine times out of ten, was shattered by Klin's explosion and Aladdin Ayub Ben's explosion. And he himself paid with his life for this.

Clutching his bleeding throat, he knelt on the ground and wanted to say something, but his mouth blocked by blood could not say anything, only to hear him shouting "ho-ho". Eventually, he gave up, stopped breathing, closed his eyes, and returned to the River Styx.

Looking at the opponent who had brought them infinite damage and trouble, and watching him finally fall, Richard had no joy for a while, nor the thrill of victory. Only with sadness, he sadly discovered that in fact, they should not have intersected with him. There shouldn't have been such a life-and-death fight. Eventually, however, they met. Meet in this underground. It has become a toy of another race, and in order to win their laughter, in order to win their appreciation, they kill each other.

Becoming a gladiator and fighting people of your own race is pointless, and you won't get any honor. Some are just sad, some are just the cruelty of reality, and the growing sense of rebellion in the heart.

Turn your head and look at your teammates. They were all covered with scars. Kling, albeit in the final moments advanced and turned the tables. However, his body had suffered from death before, and this time he relaxed, and suddenly fell to the ground, feeling sluggish. Looks like something is not going well.

Aladdin Ayub Ben was injured several times in order to rescue Richard, and when he looked at the wound, he found that he was so close to the deadly spot. He had to sit down and bandage, and these injuries had a huge impact on the rest of the battle.

And Richard himself, who was also hit by an arrow in the waist, forcibly pressed the wound for the sake of the fight, but at this time it began to rebound, and blood flowed out in pools.