The silver spots on Luo Long's body slowly disappeared.

Su Ye said slowly as he walked: "The people in the gladiatorial arena have obviously given you glory, but you abandon it and pursue the 'glory of Luo Long I' that no longer exists, and you want to protect the 'glory of the Luo Long family' that has never existed at all." ”

"You never understand the most simple truth, people can be roughly classified, such as straight hair or curly hair, such as black eyes or green eyes, such as industrious or lazy, such as sinful or good, such as irresponsible or responsible, although some classifications will have a bad effect, but it is harmless. But when we don't classify them, but divide them into high and low, high and low, high and low, everything will be different. ”

"When you think that people are high and low, and nobles are higher than commoners, then there must be people who are more 'expensive' than you. In the eyes of those people, you are cheap. Your cheapness is not given by them or the outside world, but by yourself while you think you are nobler than others. Like, it is precisely because you feel that you are nobler than the commoners, so you feel inferior to Princess Palos in front of her. ”

Luo Long looked at Su Ye blankly, constantly recalling his relationship with Palos, and constantly recalling the communication process between Su Ye and Palos.

The confusion in his eyes suddenly cleared up a little, Su Ye seemed to be right, he had been cautious in front of Palos and had been looking up, but Su Ye really regarded Palos as a classmate, a tablemate, and that's it.

He hadn't understood why Su Ye was able to do this before, and even all the people at the same table and all the people involved in the Black Iron Trial couldn't understand it, but today, he understood a little.

If there is no humble person in Su Ye's eyes, there will naturally be no noble person, and he will not be humble in front of anyone.

Palos's eyes were soft and fell on Su Ye's face.

Su Ye picked up the black iron divine power sword that Luo Long had dropped.

A look of panic appeared on Luo Long's face.

All the nobles showed puzzled looks, Su Ye wanted to kill Luo Long? How can it be.

At best, it's just a scare.

"The one who lifts himself to a high place also reserves the distance to fall." Su Ye said as he walked.

"The privilege gained by the glory of others will also be lost by the abdication of responsibility."

Su Ye held the sword and slowly walked towards the flower of the stone cone.

Luo Long moved slightly, trying to break away from the stone cone like he had last time, but to no avail.

"The tiger in Lake's heart, used to protect his sister. The tiger in your heart is eating people. ”

Luo Long was stunned, and scenes from the past appeared in front of him.

Su Ye said as he walked: "You're right, I'm not anyone's savior, and I don't want to be a savior." What I'm going to do next is just to make sure that the future of my dreams doesn't disappoint me. I do fear death, I do want a lot, but my goal in this life is to make the world a little bit better, even if it's just a little bit. ”

"As long as I do it, it doesn't matter when I die."

"You keep saying that for the sake of glory, for the sake of the family, have you done it? You don't. ”

"I did."

Su Ye stood on the edge of the stone cone flower and looked around the audience.

Su Ye's gaze swept over the white circles, over the variegated circles, over the dark circles, over the tablemates, over the classmates, over the magicians, over Palos, and over the people.

Su Ye raised Luo Long's sword high.

Suddenly, the Sanctuary warrior who was in charge of protecting the audience wanted to rush towards the audience, and when he raised his foot, he froze in place and looked in the direction of Plato's Academy.

In the hands of Provost Larens held a small magic tower.

An invisible force that falls in the gladiatorial arena.

At least the shield that can only be seen in the Holy Realm envelops the entire infield, enveloping the two people in the gladiatorial arena and enveloping Su Ye.

Luo Long struggled frantically and roared: "You stop! You can't kill me! Commoners can't kill nobles! If you kill me, you will die too! The nobles won't let you go! You don't have the guts to kill me! I'm a nobleman! I am a noble nobleman! Kill me, and the gods will punish you! ”

"We magicians have traditions." Su Ye smiled slightly, his white teeth were shining, and his smile was bright.

Hearing Su Ye's words, most people showed puzzled expressions.

However, a very small number of nobles looked frightened, and their eyes were full of flowers, as if they had returned to the day of the past.

On that day, Socrates hung high above the Mount of Mars and threw down a head burning with golden flames.

In their eyes, two figures overlapped.

Su Ye swung his long sword.

The flower of the cone dissipates.

The frosty light swept across Luo Long's neck, and the corpse fell to the ground, and the two phases separated.

Tear the glitz, cut but the arrogance.

Dark red blood is like a black rose, blooming in the yellow-brown earth.

Blooming in the eyes of Rolong.

Blooming in the eyes of all.

Fear simmers, pain grows.

"You're still a nobleman, but you're not a human anymore."

Su Ye held the long sword in his left hand, raised the empty medicine bottle in his right hand, and saluted the audience, toasting to the world.

Su Ye threw down his long sword and strode back to the dark corridor of the gladiatorial arena.

In the darkness, the crystal is sprinkled, one step at a time.

A hunchbacked old man carrying an iron hook passed by and slowly walked towards the field.

The sky was clear, the sun was scorching, and the sound in the audience was hotter than the sun.

Under the gaze of everyone, the old man picked up the iron hook that was covered with red and black stains, hooked Luo Long's corpse, bent over, hunched his back, and slowly dragged it away.

A shallow stain of blood lengthened like a snake mark.

Many people's eyes fell on the trophies and laurels between the statue of the goddess Athena and the statue of the goddess of victory.

"Can't let Su Ye go!"

"Kill him!"

"No one can kill a nobleman, especially in the city-state race!"

"He's the first commoner to kill a nobleman in the City-State Race, but never the first to die here!"

"Athens is the Athens of the aristocracy, and Greece is the Greece of the nobility!"

"When we are nobles, there is no one?"

One aristocrat after another stood up.

Finally, the nobles of the whole inner circle stood up.

There are far more of them than magicians.

Both sides glared at each other.

"When we civilians have no one!"

A man stood up angrily.

Another man stood up, and then the civilians in the room stood up.

Their clothes were dirty, their feet were covered with mud, they were thin, their eyes were steadfast.

Athenian commoners stood on high places on all sides, surrounding the nobles below.

In the eyes of many nobles, there was a panic that had never been seen before.

The fear planted by Su Ye spread in their eyes.

"Untouchables!" A Sanctuary warrior suddenly burst into flames, and a powerful divine power transmitted his voice, suppressing the chaos of the audience.

All the nobles looked at him expectantly, and all the commoners looked at him angrily.

Some of the aristocratic students who participated in the Black Iron Trial were thoughtful, this person was Kairona's father and the head of the Enka family of the Sanctuary family.

Outside the Valley of Paper Flowers, Kairona was burned to death by Su Ye's fireball technique for the protection of the gray-robed mage who had teamed up with Lawvens.

"Only death can wash away the dirty water that this pariah threw on the nobles! With all the prayers of the Enka family, I ask the great god of war, Ares, to come down and punish the murderer who killed the nobles, the sinner who slandered the glory, and the god punished the lowly race who tried to overthrow the nobles! ”

With that, the head of the Enka family fell to his knees, holding up a rusty bronze spearhead with both hands.

Under the rust, the spearhead shone brightly, emitting a strong blood light.

It was as if a river of blood was flowing on the spearhead.

Many nobles widened their eyes, this is a divine object given by the gods after the great sacrifice, although it is too old to attract the God of War itself, but it can definitely attract the statue of the God of War in the Temple of the God of War.

Thundered......

The sky is thundering, and the stars are flying in the daytime.

The crowd looked at the sky in horror.

The blood light on the surface of the bronze spearhead became more and more intense, but after a while, it stopped brightening.

"Ares, great god of war, have you watched your followers being killed by a civilian?" The mournful voice of the head of the Enka family reverberated throughout the audience.

"Ares gods, help the Enka family masters!" A young nobleman suddenly fell to his knees and prayed to Ares, the god of war.

"I'm willing to help!"

"Me too!"

"Please join me in praying to Ares, the god of war!"

Large swaths of aristocrats fell to their knees in a hula.

A part of the nobility stood still.

Dense prayers resounded in the gladiatorial arena, obviously just whispering prayers, but they became more and more grandiose, forming a prayer resonance.

Like the tide rolling in the sky, like the mountains collapsing in Athens, it is deafening.

Countless civilians turned pale and frightened, and shrunk their necks slightly.

The bronze spearhead in the hand of the head of the Enka family suddenly burst out with a dazzling blood light, followed by a long metallic roar, which stabbed everyone's ears and frowned.

The spearhead flew into the air, slowly turning into a drop of blood, and finally rapidly expanding.

A three-meter-tall blood-light giant man stood in the air.

The appearance of the giant man is indistinct, his shoulders and back are broad, his legs and arms are thick, he holds a bronze ancient shield in his left hand, a blood-colored war spear in his right hand, and a red bronze battle helmet on his head stands like the mane of a fierce horse.

The shattered dark blood-colored battle terror cloak behind him fluttered gently, and the sound of thousands of battles echoed in it, as if countless battlefields were hidden inside.

The Blood Shadow of the God of War stood above the head of the Enka family, with his back to the civilians and facing the infield.

"Great Ares, please punish that sinner of Suye, and let your glory shine on all Greece!" The head of the Enka family wept and prayed.

Waves of powerful aura spread from the blood shadow of the god of war, and a violent wind suddenly blew in the gladiatorial arena, rolling up the loess, everyone squinted their eyes, their clothes flew wildly, and the entire city of Athens shook gently.

The sky is cloudy and dark.

Click......

The light mask in the field that only the Sanctuary can see is shattered.

Larens shook his body and put away the magic tower in his hand.

The magicians looked at this scene in amazement, this kind of power is too strong, definitely surpassing the legend, reaching the level of heroes, but this is only the afterimage of the god of war Ares I don't know how many years ago.

"It's over......," Albert stared blankly at the God of War Blood.

"Their preparation is too thorough." Jimmy's eyes were filled with sadness.

Hult stared at the God of War Blood Shadow, his fists clenched, his face full of grief and indignation.

He didn't dare to say it, but from now on, he would have one less god to believe in.

The terrifying wind pressure became stronger and stronger, and the sky seemed to be constantly swooping by a giant dragon, and finally someone couldn't hold on and knelt on the ground with a thud.

"Great Ares, forgive us for our sins......"

"The great god of war, the existence above the divine realm, we should follow your oracle......"

"You are glorious, you are glorious......"

"Su Ye is guilty, and you will throw the spear of judgment......"

More and more civilians trembled and fell to their knees, confessing to the god of war, Bloodshadow.

"Father, I can't stand still."

"Be sure to stand."

"Why?"

"If we kneel, Su Ye will die in vain."

The civilians who were still standing had a sea of sadness in their eyes.

Everyone knows that Su Ye will definitely die, and he can't do anything, but standing with all his strength is the greatest respect for Su Ye.

Palos stared at the god of war blood, closed her eyes, lowered her head, and prayed silently.

"My lord, please send down divine punishment."

A priest of the Temple of War fell to his knees and made a request.

"Please bring down the divine punishment!"

Many nobles prayed in unison.

The blood shadow of the god of war with a blurred face moved slightly, and his right arm slowly raised the blood-colored war spear.

The sky went dark in an instant, and the clear morning turned into late night.

In an instant, the sun seemed to set in the arena.

On the tip of the spear, the golden light is magnificent, as if inlaid with a sun.

The civilians had desperate looks on their faces.

The magicians sighed softly.

The smiles of the nobles bloomed.

Swish......

A white shadow stood behind the God of War Blood Shadow.

Everyone stared blankly at the white shadow.

The white statue of the goddess Athena, with her right arm raised, was obviously beyond imagination, but in the eyes of everyone, it seemed as if a day had passed.

The right palm of the goddess statue fluttered on the top of the head of the god of war's blood shadow.

It's as light as a mother caressing her own child.

Bang......

The Shadow of Blood Bursts.

The ring of transparent energy spread across the sky, sweeping through Athens, piercing the darkness and sweeping away the clouds.

The night was gone, and the wind was gone. Heaven and earth are clarified, and everything is restored.

Swish......

The statue of the goddess Athena disappeared in mid-air and fell back into the distance, below the demigod's terrace.

Palos, who was blue-eyed, released the gold Medusa necklace with her right hand and sat down slowly.

Suddenly, a scream rang out.

Everyone followed the prestige, and below the original location of the blood shadow of the god of war, the people nearby were covered with broken flesh and blood.

Exploded with the God of War Blood Shadow, as well as the head of the Enka family.

Under the gladiatorial arena, the hunchbacked old man hooked Luo Long's headless body and disappeared into the gloomy corridor.

In the center of the gladiatorial arena, Luo Long's head was facing the sky, and the sky in his eyes was gradually dimming.

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(End of Volume 1)