In front of the light of judgment, the walls of the theater crumbled, but then rapid repairs began.

The majestic and blazing light of judgment was confined to the theater, and it was difficult to penetrate it......

Not even the outermost curtain hanging in front of the stands could not be penetrated, and immediately afterwards it collapsed into a turbulent essentia and disappeared without a trace.

Huai Shi was stunned.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Huaishi. ”

On the face pierced by Beelzebub, the lips opened and closed, and the voice still sounded: "After Ivy calculations, as long as the stigma of five troupe members is supported, you can't use that weapon to break the 'Golden Palace' from the inside. ”

As he spoke, his face quickly repaired and healed, returning to its original state.

Not even a single hair has been shed.

Still calm.

"By the way, all attacks on actors are punishable before the next act begins...... Behold, the audience was angry. ”

Above the stands, the sky is boiling.

Angrily reprimanded this rude person who broke into the stage and used violence.

As soon as the words fell, a thunderbolt fell from the sky without warning and landed on Huai Shi's arm, Huai Shi didn't even react, and the hand holding the gun lost consciousness.

It took a long time for the uncontrollable pain to spread from beneath the cracked skin, causing him to stagger and gasp violently.

And between Pan Delong's white hair, there are faint edges and corners.

It seems to be a crown made of withered laurel leaves, embellished with gold and jewels, but it has lost its color and glory.

- The Dream of the Golden Palace.

A relic from the borders of Rome, the last creation left behind by a tyrannical king in history, and the troupe are a match made in heaven for the 'golden palace'!

After combining its existence, the effect that was originally just caused by the combination of stigmata suddenly jumped to the realm of miracle sealing.

Modify reality and create miracles.

Just like the grace and scars left by the gods.

"Don't waste your efforts, Mr. Huaishi. ”

Pan Delong said indifferently: "We will not be stupid enough to go hand-to-hand with you, nor will we risk any wind for the sake of victory, for us, it is enough to entangle you......"

Enduring the pain caused by the healing of the wound and the growth of flesh and blood on her arm, Huai Shi grinned and sneered: "I thought you were bothering so much to do what you really wanted to do, but you really didn't have any dreams at all?"

Everyone looked at him indifferently, and no one responded.

Even the most hot-tempered colonel did not say a word.

just looked at Huai Shi with full attention, without any slackness, as if facing a great enemy.

"Next, what will be performed for you is a legendary epic adventure, an immortal tragedy of resistance!"

Pan Delong propped up his cane, like a whistleblower, and looked around at the spectators in the stands, and impassionedly announced: "Cheers, everyone, the wonderful story is about to begin!"

Cheers, ladies and gentlemen, this is the noble fruit of true warriors!

Below, please continue to enjoy—"

"—Spartacus!"

At that moment, Isabella opened her mouth and sang in a hearty voice, the perfect soprano singing the prologue to a classical tragedy.

The world on the stage shook, everything changed, and Huai Shi's eyes were full of flowers, as if he had fallen into the abyss, but then he stood firm again.

In the sudden dizziness, he looked around in astonishment.

Everything has become very different.

In an instant, it was transformed from a theater into a colosseum, and behind the towering walls, countless spectators were shouting excitedly.

But Huai Shi's skin quickly darkened, turning into sun-exposed bronze, all the equipment on his body disappeared without a trace, his clothes were ragged, like a slave, and he looked around blankly.

Around him, the frost giants were also shrinking rapidly, becoming the size of ordinary people, just like Huai Shi, unkempt, but a little burly, losing frost wind and ice armor.

Soon, Huai Shi found out...... His stigmata is gone!

With the sound of constant ping-pong.

Heavy sledgehammers, sharp axe blades, sacrificial knives, spears, chains...... Falling from his body one after another, and falling to the ground, there was no miracle except that the wolf head above the hammer head still had a bit of hideousness.

It became an ordinary weapon that was just much harder.

"Help, I'm cracking ......"

Beelzebub screamed in terror from his waist, and it quickly changed from a modern weapon to a tattered hand crossbow.

The effort shook for a moment.

I couldn't say anything more.

All foreign objects that do not fit the background have been corrected, and everything has been pulled into the alternate world formed by the troupe...... With the Dream of the Golden Palace as the stage, the six members of the troupe once again unfold the legendary story.

forcibly pushed Huai Shi into it.

The never-ending gladiatorial battle is about to begin!

At this moment, in front of Huai Shi, the dying gladiator was dying, struggling with difficulty.

"Spartacus!Spartacus!!"

In the stands, the spectators, who had been transformed into Roman citizens, shouted excitedly, waved their fists, and urged with great fervor: "Kill it! Spartacus! kill the bastard!!

Constantly a lira was thrown from above and landed on Huaishi's shoulder.

"I'm ...... Spartacus?"

Huai Shi looked up in astonishment, looked at the audience, and suddenly realized what had happened. But an invisible force attached to him, forcing him to raise his short sword and aim it at the enemy in front of him.

Kick off the killing......

This was the fate of Spartacus.

Intense dizziness and trance struck suddenly, and the sprawling theater began to revise Huaishi's consciousness and memory, making him accept his imminent fate.

However, in front of the suddenly raised pupils, he returned in vain!

"It's not right—"

Huai Shi raised her head with difficulty, stared at them, and whispered, "I am not Spartacus, I, I am not your gladiator......"

There was a broken sound sounding from above the blade of Huaishi's sword.

The dagger snapped suddenly.

The shape changed rapidly, forming an ancient and broken blade, which bloomed with a faint glow.

Just above his head, a crown of light suddenly appeared, forcibly squeezing into the prelude to this tragedy, and blooming.

Under the illumination of the light, the invisible power that controlled Huai Shi dissipated without a trace.

"I'm Huaishi. ”

At that moment, Huai Shi raised his head and told them, "Prince of Paradise, Huai Shi!"

The sword of virtue lights up.

The sonorous sound of the sword suddenly spread, tearing through the suppression of the Golden Theater, and returning everything that had been modified to its original appearance!

The frost wind swept in, and the frost giants shrouded in ice and iron once again pulled out their heavy axe blades, revealing their burly and huge bodies, and roared in the sky!

The script was ruined.

The tragedy came to an abrupt end -

"I'm sorry, I'm a drama bully. ”

Huai Shi grinned, smiled towards the highest part of the Colosseum, and shook her head mockingly: "This kind of plot that will destroy my idol image must be revised." ”

Everything stands still for a moment.

At the highest point of the Colosseum, the figure of Pan Delong emerged, looking down indifferently.

"Paradise? I didn't expect this title to have a corrective effect on the Golden Palace...... Unfortunately, this is not enough. ”

As he spoke, he waved his hand slightly.

The floodgates of the Colosseum opened in all directions, and huge beasts and majestic figures stepped out of them, as well as heavily armed legions...... There is no end in sight, and there is no edge in sight.

It's as if it's endless......

There was a muffled singing voice, a soprano singing in the void, and a deep chorus of men. The stigmata belonging to the troupe runs on this narrow stage, making all those illusory faces more and more real, and making the eyes of the heroes burst with a real light.

"Spartacus's script continues, so let's skip the annoying lines and plot and get straight to the highlights. ”

Pan Delong said coldly: "Mr. Huaishi, the final gladiatorial battle that belongs to you has begun. ”

Huai Shi was already stunned in place.

As if in disbelief, he listened to the song echoing in his ears, and his eyebrows slowly raised.

"Opera?"

"What a coincidence," he said...... "I will do this thing." ”

At that moment, Huai Shi raised the sword of virtue, raised it in front of his eyes, and asked with a smile: "Since you know me so well, you won't forget it...... Where did this sword come from?"

In his hand, the sword of virtue trembled violently, as if it was about to awaken, and glowed with a faint light.

Only now did he find out: the stage of the Golden Palace, for the bonuses of both sides, seems to be the same?

In that case......

At this moment, in the midst of the sad opera excerpts, suddenly a magnificent melody is played, tearing apart the sad song and turning it into a melody of redemption.

Around Huai Shi, dozens of handsome and solemn figures suddenly appeared in the air.

After a long journey through hell, the princes who had fallen asleep in the abyss opened their eyes and answered the call of the stage here!

Among them, some have long hair and curly hair, some hold swords vigorously, some dance with fire in their hands, and some have a majestic bearing...... But without exception, everyone wears their own crown on their head.

It's as if you can hear the screams of a kitten at Grandma's house.

Huai Shi smiled, raised his sword, and pointed at the enemy in front of him.

"-them!"

Silence was sudden.

There was a brief silence, and nothing happened except for the frost giants who screamed and pounced on them.

The princes were still standing in place, still translucent......

Like a ghost.

Huai Shi looked back blankly, feeling very embarrassed.

"Why don't you move?"

“......”

In a short silence, the princes looked at each other, and among them, the nameless prince who Huai Shi was most familiar with shrugged helplessly: "I'm sorry, we are just projections, and we don't have the ability to kill and injure the enemy......"

"What's that?"

Huai Shi was incredulous, "Then what are you doing here?"

"Uh...... Blessings?"

A dozen princes looked at each other, and one of them, a black-haired and white-skinned prince, said: "I grant you courage, although you do not lack it. ”

"I want to grant mercy to you, but the compassion in your heart endures. ”

"Temperance?"

"What about enthusiasm?"

“......”

Huai Shi wanted to stop talking, stopped talking and wanted to speak, and asked with the last line of expectation: "Can't you give something useful? The kind that can kill them, did you bring it with you when you came?"

“......”

The princes fell silent, looked at each other, and at last, with a sigh, "In that case, there is only one last resort...... However, this is the prince's killer weapon, and if it is abused, it will inevitably lead to trouble. ”

"Huh?" Huai Shi's eyes widened, and there was a burst of surprise: "Is there really one?"

"Then call out to your heart, Your Highness the Prince!"

The nameless prince pressed Huai Shi's shoulder and said solemnly: "Call for a miracle, in this way, this stage and paradise will definitely respond to you!"

"What the hell?"

Huai Shi didn't expect the teammate she summoned to pull her hips like this: "Could it be that someone will come to save me when I shout 'help!'"

What is the reason for this?

But the moment Huai Shi shouted 'help', it was as if some mechanism had been activated.

The princes smiled mysteriously and quickly dissipated into the air, and those wandering rays of light converged in one place and slowly rose to form an illusory arch.

After the light gate, a handsome white horse walked out, with arrogant eyes and eyebrows, looking so familiar, even the fat was exactly the same as the fat horse in his own family.

Glancing at Huai Shi's eyes, he was full of disdain.

- Shake people back to the back, can you do it, little brother?

Huai Shi didn't have time to ask what it was doing, but she was already attracted by the figure on horseback.

Unbelievable.

"I don't know exactly what's going on, but I think I've been pulled here to help...... Are you asking me for help, Huaishi?"

On the white horse, Luo Xian's smile was sweet:

"Fight for you, Your Highness. ”