Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Butcher of Ten Thousand Enemies Appears!
Kill the ace gladiator of the 'Bloodthirsty Gladiatorial Arena' - the 'Level 2 Star Warrior' Fallen Elf.
Wang Tiedan stood heroically in the gladiatorial arena with his figure-eight feet, his eyes were contemptuous, looking at the high-ranking nobles with shocked faces, raising the black iron giant axe in his right hand, and roaring at everyone.
"Paralyzed, who else !!"
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Tens of thousands of noble people were collectively speechless, and the audience was silent...... 'When did the 'fallen elves' become so weak? ’
"God of War is above...... Ulla!"
In the distance, a group of werewolves erupted in earth-shattering cheers.
They also didn't expect that Lord Iron Egg was so brave, he could solve the battle in one round, and instantly kill the fallen elves whose strength was equivalent to that of a 'Level 2 Star Warrior', which was simply unbelievable.
Lord Iron Egg is really a miracle, not only can he get the blessing of the God of War, but his strength is also so strong, he is worthy of being the spokesperson of [God of War Urayatu] walking in the world.
At this time, in the VIP room on the second floor of the gladiatorial arena, the atmosphere was very strange.
Wu Liang, the chief steward, pointed at Wang Tiedan, who was trembling with a sad face, his fingers trembled with pain, and the corners of his mouth trembled and twitched: "Oh my God, the 'Magic Bow Archer Fallen Elf' that Lao Tzu bought for 10,000 gold coins was actually killed by this No. 250 slave...... Where did this human slave get his strength and strength? Isn't he an ordinary person, but a level 9 powerhouse?"
The ghost-faced man in black held back his anger, his teeth squeaked, and he spat word by word: "Don't act with me, if this little bastard doesn't die today, you will die ......"
As soon as the words fell, a terrifying energy shock wave burst out into the body of the man in black, turning into sparks in the sky, scurrying around the room. The powerful magic lifted up a black robe, and it flew violently, and everywhere the corners of the clothes touched, everything burned to pieces, even the hard mahogany tables and chairs and hardwood sofas were reduced to ashes.
Wu Liang, who was still playing a tragic role, was immediately frightened, covered his fat mouth, looked at the man in black in disbelief, and said in a trembling voice: "High-level elemental summoner——!!!"
Damn, this is actually a [high-level fire element summoner], the level is at least level six, and as a [level 1 fire element summoner], he can't go wrong in sensing magic. Paralyzed, is this a trick to death? He is actually bargaining with a high-ranking powerhouse, and he still wants to hack his money. Oh my God, I'm 'Wu Liang' blind with a pair of fiery eyes......
Holding his little heart beating wildly, Wu Liang hurriedly swallowed and spit, lowered his head and bent over to cry: "My lord, don't worry, there are more powerful ace gladiators below, just wait patiently for the good news!"
The mysterious ghost-faced man in black withdrew the magical elements that had swept around the room, let out a cold snort, and said with a cold smile: "I'm not going anywhere today, either a little bastard dies, or you're going to be burned to ashes......"
Wu Liang was so frightened that he sat on the ground with a 'bang', cold sweat instantly soaked the fat on his body, and shouted to the guards outside at the top of his throat: "Hurry up...... Arrange for the 'butcher' to come out and kill the abominable slave 250......"
The sharp and piercing sound, like the wail of a fat pig before being slaughtered, was extremely miserable.
............
Caesar!!!
Caesar!!!
Under the loud and neat shouts of tens of thousands of people, the iron door of the dungeon on the left side of the gladiatorial arena was slowly opened, and a 'porcupine beast' covered with barbs pulled a chariot out of the underground passage, stepping on thick hooves, running happily in the gladiatorial arena, causing a burst of sand to fly.
On the four-foot-tall chariot, there stood a strong man wearing plate armor and a fanged mask, his golden skin shining in the sun, his explosive muscles interpreting what the strongest power is, holding a mace and broadsword in his left and right hands, facing the sound waves of the scene, enjoying the enthusiastic cheers of 'The Return of the King'.
"Oh...... Oh my God, it's 10,000 people who have beheaded the 'butchers', and this terrible demon is back again......"
"God, who do I see? Which demon from hell is it? Which butcher who kills and eats countless people?Which is the strongest gladiator who has been undefeated in a hundred fights - Oz !!"
The bloodthirsty gladiatorial arena was plunged into a boiling sea, and bright red silk scarves fluttered in the sky, and the scene was extremely spectacular.
"Uh...... Who is this guy who is pretending to be forced and very inadequate?" Wang Tiedan frowned, touched Lin Hu, the werewolf leader beside him, with his arm, and asked suspiciously.
Lin Hu hurriedly explained the adult's confusion, and said in a deep voice: "His name is 'Butcher' Oz, he is the only gladiator in the bloodthirsty gladiatorial arena who has escaped from the status of a slave, and his strength is strong, we have not fought against him, we only know his name and approximate strength, it seems to be a 'level 3 star warrior'!"
Level 3 Star Warrior?
Wang Tiedan has not been in this world for a short time, and he has a general understanding of the power system of this world from the mouth of the wolf.
This is a fantasy world with a clear division of hierarchical strength.
The warriors practice 'combat skills' and 'battle qi', and their strength is ranked from low to high, and they are collectively referred to as: level 1-9 star warriors.
Level 1 has the lowest strength, and Level 9 has the highest strength.
The basis for distinguishing their height is to judge them according to the different colors of the battle qi.
Grade 1 red white, grade 2 crimson, grade 3 red yellow, grade 4 red green, grade 5 red purple, grade 6 red gold, grade 7 red ink, grade 8 red blue, grade 9 red orange, all kinds of distinct colors are corresponding.
In addition to the 'Star Warrior' system, there are also elemental magic summoners, who cultivate elemental magic such as wind, rain, thunder, earth, fire, ice, light, etc., and their strength is also divided according to levels 1-9, the difference is the speed and power of releasing magic. The higher the level, the faster the cast speed and the more powerful it becomes.
What Wang Tie Dan knows so far is probably these systems, as for the higher power systems above level 9, he doesn't know.
He roughly calculated in his heart that a level 10 barbarian warrior is equivalent to a 'level 1 star warrior', and the strength of the two is about the same, if it is paired with strength plus points and combat skills, it can also compete against a level 2 star warrior.
As for the 3rd level Star Warrior, I don't know what the outcome will be if I haven't fought before, but relying on the best equipment and the magical [Life Healing Potion] brought from the Dark Game, I should have a great chance of defeating.
With just a dark gold battle axe with an attribute against the sky, Wang Tiedan is full of confidence, not to mention the red potion carried in the package, as long as there is a breath, drink a bottle and immediately resurrect with full blood...... This is the anti-heaven advantage of the 'traverser' having a golden finger - skipping the level to kill monsters, pretending to be forced to slap his face, and he has reached the pinnacle of life without paying attention!
Level 3 Star Warrior?
Staring at 'Oz' who was driving the chariot with a pretending to be forced, Wang Tiedan let out a sneer, narrowed his eyes and said contemptuously: "Hmph, Lao Tzu will be here today for a while to see if you are the best 'butcher' of ten thousand enemies, or if my wild and fierce barbarian warrior is more powerful!!"