"Eighty thousand...... And what if you and your mercenaries are added? The Drow woman said condescendingly and tentatively in a slightly playful tone.

Obviously, although she was interested in cargo and gray dwarf slaves, her real purpose was to set her sights on Zuo Si and his Dark Elf warriors from the beginning.

Because although there are about 20,000 dark elf warriors in Mosobulai City, most of them have been divided and controlled by large and small noble families, and even those mercenaries often sign long-term employment contracts.

So in this city, an alien mercenary group like Zuo Si without any background is the fat in the eyes of those ambitious families who want to continue to climb up.

What's more, being able to capture such a large gray dwarf caravan with more than a dozen people has already proved its strength in itself.

Faced with the solicitation of this unknown family mother, Zuo Si immediately refused without hesitation: "I'm very sorry, Your Excellency the noble master mother, I am deeply honored by your invitation, but my people and I will not accept any family's employment for the time being. ”

"Oh? Why? ”

The Drow woman narrowed her eyes with a very dangerous expression.

As a high-ranking priestess and mistress, she is obviously accustomed to the obedience of others, and hates anything that dares to disobey her will, especially this kind of "ignorant and bad" guy.

But Zuo Si didn't care, but replied with a smile: "Because my talent and I have just come to Mosobulai City, and we haven't proven our worth to you master mothers yet. In this case, I don't think anyone can offer a price that I am happy with. ”

Hearing this, the Drow woman immediately couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Hahahaha! You're confident, more confident and bold than any man I've ever met. That being the case, why not prove yourself in the arena of the tavern? I'll pay 100,000 gold for all your goods and slaves, but only if you win at least five consecutive matches in the arena. ”

"Are you planning for me to please you with blood, killing, and death?" Zuo Si raised his head and asked meaningfully.

"What, you're scared?" The Drow woman pursed the corners of her mouth, revealing a cold and cruel look.

Because if the answer from Zuo Si's mouth at this moment was negative, then she would not hesitate to let her family soldiers rush up and make this group of foreign "refugees" who didn't know the height of the sky understand who was the real ruler of Mosoblai City.

It is important to know that being a "lowly male" to refuse a request from a high priestess is itself an extremely disrespectful act in the Dark Elf society, and needs to be punished and educated.

When Trist was young, he was whipped by his sisters for this kind of thing.

Since then, he has learned to keep his head as low as possible when facing the high priestesses, and never to make eye contact with the other person, otherwise he will suffer.

But for this group of female priests of the spider goddess Rose, Zuo Si obviously didn't have even the slightest sense of awe, not only raised his head to look into the other party's eyes, but also responded unceremoniously: "No, I'm just worried that there are enough warriors in this city who dare to walk into the arena with me." ”

"Arrogance! Allow me, Mistress, to teach this outsider a lesson. ”

A Dark Elf warrior wearing a noble badge stepped forward.

He looked more muscular than the average Dark Elf male, and with a magical greatsword glowing red on his back, he knew he was a pretty good warrior.

If nothing else, it should still be the martial arts chief of this family, that is, a character similar to a warrior instructor.

This is a very important position in the noble families of the Dark Elves, and is usually reserved for the most skilled warriors.

In the past, the strongest martial arts chief in Mosoblai City was Trist's father, Zaknavan.

Later, Zaknavan was sacrificed to the spider goddess Rose by his mother Mareth, triggering a series of events such as Trist's defection from the family, and the title of the strongest martial artist was obtained by the Dandra of the Ban Rui family.

However, the martial arts chief of the Ban Rui family did not last long to maintain this title of the strongest, and died at the hands of Trist in a one-on-one duel.

In other words, Trist Duchaden is the true number one warrior in Mosoblai.

Unfortunately, his two scimitars and the artistic Dance of Death are so recognizable that they will be recognized by anyone who cares about it.

Therefore, Zuo Si raised his hand to stop the ranger's intention to fight in his place, stared at the martial arts master who was eager to perform in front of his own master mother with the eyes of the dead man, and said with a smile: "If you are ready, I can accompany you at any time." But remember, once you're in the arena, there's only one person alive out of it, and that person won't be you. ”

"Humph! Brat! I hope you'll be as arrogant as you are now when my sword plunges into your heart and slits your throat. ”

The unknown Dark Elf warrior grinned with a bloodthirsty expression.

Seeing that the smell of gunpowder between the two was so strong that it was about to overflow, the high-ranking priestess who was the housewife immediately clapped her hands happily: "Very good!" Very good! Since both of you are so confident in your skills, let the great god Rose later make the final verdict, and only the victor is entitled to survive. ”

As these words blurted out, the dark elves around who were still watching the excitement suddenly erupted in deafening cheers.

Because there is nothing more exciting, exciting, and enjoyable for them than to see two compatriots fighting each other.

Especially this kind of "life and death situation" that is destined to survive.

Soon, surrounded by these people, everyone, including the mistress, soon poured into the largest tavern in the city.

Of course, the main reason why it is called a tavern is for ease of understanding.

In fact, the building is a multi-service entertainment complex for the dark elves to vent their pent-up desires.

On the upper floors, massages and erotic services are mainly offered, and at a glance all men and women are almost naked or half-naked.

Among them were dark elves, humans, tiflins, and other hybrids, and there were even many succubi swaggering among the guests, enjoying flirting with this group of dark elves who were equally chaotic and evil.

Living in harmony with demons, there is probably no second race in this world other than the dark elves that can do it.

As for the middle floor, it is a special room for bloodlust and murderous desires.

Here, for a few dozen gold coins, you can buy a living slave and do whatever you want with it.

This includes, but is not limited to, peeling off the skin from the whole body, or gouging out the eyes of the other person, cutting off the hands and feet of the other person, and then forcing the other person to eat it.

Due to the large number of torture instruments placed in each room, it is common to hear oozing screams and wails from inside.

Compared to the upper two floors, the services provided by the lobby on the lowest floor are much more ordinary, that is, pure alcoholic beverages and food.

However, there is one thing that is unique in the lower area, and that is the Arena, which can also be called the Colosseum.

It is a cylindrical cage with a radius of more than twenty meters.

Any dark elf who is confident in their own strength can enter the cage and wait for others to challenge them.

By killing their opponents to win, they can make a name for themselves and attract the courtesy of those noble families.

If you are lucky enough to be favored by a certain housewife, you can get rid of the status of a commoner and become a "father-in-waiting" in a few minutes.

This is a very special position, which can be simply understood as the nominal husband and male pet of the main mothers.

In principle, there can only be one father-in-waiting, just as in feudal society men can only have one legal wife.

But the problem is that the Father-in-Waiting is not protected by any rules and laws.

If they want to maintain their status and not be deprived, it is necessary to meet the physiological needs of the housemother at all times and at all times in terms of bedding.

Secondly, you must have a certain strength.

Otherwise, a waste can't be a stable father-in-waiting.

Not to mention the issue that the mistress will gradually like the new and hate the old over time, just many dark elves who are ambitious to spy on this location will use poisoning, assassination and other means to eradicate the current acolyte.

Only those who are strong enough can make the mistress think twice when she wants to change her father-in-waiting.

But even so, becoming a squire is the only way for many Dark Elf civilian males to change their class.

So the arena inside the tavern will never be short of adventurers and challengers.

In order to prove their strength, some people will even ask to challenge some of the most terrifying monsters in the dark regions, such as the Eye Demon, the Mind Flayer, the Koutao Fishman Sacrifice or the Prince, the Demon summoned from the Bottomless Abyss, and so on.

Of course, the usual result of such people is to be torn to shreds by monsters without mercy.

After all, although the dark elves are also considered to be overlord-level existences in the dark region, they refer to the overall strength, not the combat power of an individual.

More often than not, the arena is a place to settle personal vendettas, a place of execution where killings can be "legally".

When Zuo Si and the Dark Elf warrior walked into this huge iron cage, all eyes in the entire tavern were quickly drawn to it.

Even the guests on the upper floors temporarily stopped their intense movement and put on their coats and stood beside the hollowed-out railing and looked down, intending to enjoy this rare spectacle.

Because unlike Zuo Si, who was new to the city and didn't know the situation, these locals had already recognized the dark elf warrior standing in the arena as Jody, who had a tendency to become the strongest martial artist in Mosoblay City in recent years, and was loyal to the third-ranked Obroza family.

And that high priestess, without asking, knew that it must be the leader of the Obroza family, Keryo Obroza.

"Have you thought of your last words?"

When the door of the iron cage was slammed shut, Jody immediately pulled out his weapon and took an offensive posture at the first time.

He was obviously very confident in his strength, and he didn't think that the milky kid in front of him would be his opponent at all.

After all, even if he transformed into a dark elf form, Zuo Si didn't look to be more than forty years old, which was equivalent to about sixteen or seventeen years old for humans.

"Last words? Hehe, that's supposed to be something you need to prepare, not me. In fact, from the moment you step into the arena, you are already dead. ”

Zuo Si gently fiddled with the two-handed sword in his hand, which looked inconspicuous at all.

Needless to say, he didn't intend to reveal himself as a spellcaster too soon, but intended to use the swordsmanship and melee combat skills he had recently learned from the Ancient Brigade mage Sorin Markov to solve this small problem in front of him.

Although when he was undergoing melee training, Zuo Si complained and complained more than once that the brigade mage was completely wasting time and energy learning this cold weapon combat technique.

But after a few days of high-intensity battles, he was able to sustain at least five minutes unbeaten under Sorin Markov's relentless attack.

Converted to the warrior level of Feron, it should at least have a level of lv12~14.

Coupled with the bonuses of their own strength, agility and physique attributes, a warrior of the same level will not even have a chance to make a move when encountering Zuo Si, and will be suppressed by the stormy blow, and finally lose the weapon in his hand because he can't withstand the fierce impact.

In particular, the power attribute of up to thirty-one is not at all something that ordinary people can have.

Unless there is absolutely no collision of weapons, a pair of hands facing the opposite side will be numb and even unconscious.

But Jody obviously didn't know this, and when the bell rang for the start of the duel, he immediately rushed forward with a giant sword glowing red and took the lead in launching the first round of attacks with lightning speed.

Clang!

With the golden sparks that burst out from the collision of the two weapons, this one-on-one duel finally began.

As someone who is qualified to be the strongest martial artist in Mosorbus City, Jody's swordsmanship skills are undoubtedly very superb, even in the eyes of the legendary ranger Trist, this is a very difficult and formidable opponent.

In particular, he likes to seize opportunities everywhere and fights with his super fast reaction speed, which is a typical Justher Srion school in the dark elf martial arts, also known as the "Dangerous Edge".

When facing an enemy who uses this genre of martial arts, one is often overpowered by the opponent if one is not careful, and finally loses in the high-speed offensive and defensive transition.

Incidentally, the martial arts school used by Trist is Della Villefort, also known as the Twin Blades, which belongs to the very few Dark Elf nobles who have the talent of double hands and the extravagant educational resources to be qualified to learn and master the superb skills.

In fact, over the course of tens of thousands of years, the Dark Elves' martial arts have slowly evolved into twelve major schools.

These include Posa Zixin (Dodge), De La Villefort (Double Blade), Gilvin Gorgill (Trick), Kane Widlin (Shadow), Kay Orlyn Prien (Together), Ruth Alur (Strong Throw), Orb Alur (Spinner), Fidar Straka (Beast), Sarger Elger (Punishment), Yust Srien (Danger), Zal Salak (Cavalry), Zreis Assarak (Mighty).

Almost every genre has its own unique characteristics.

Any dark elf who can master one of these techniques can basically be regarded as the elite of their own race.

Generally speaking, only nobles have the time and energy to learn advanced martial arts that these commoners cannot reach in their lifetimes.

Watching the high-speed offensive and defensive switching and weapon collision between the two in the arena, Venar finally couldn't help but ask the ranger next to him in a slightly worried tone: "Who do you think can win?" ”

"Do you need to ask? Soth, of course! Pay attention to the hand holding his sword, which has been very steady since just now, without the slightest tremor. Any idea what that means? Trist asked rhetorically, lowering his voice.

"What does that mean?" Venal blinked inexplicably.

She was clearly not a warrior, but a good assassin who rarely went head-to-head with her enemies, so she didn't know much about it.

Trist patiently explained, "This means an absolute gap in strength attributes!" The Dark Elf warrior named Jody was attacking as hard as he could, but he couldn't even make Soth feel any pressure. As a user of the Justter Srien (Danger) school of martial arts, he has fallen into the dilemma of being defeated in an instant if he stops. ”

"What do you mean...... The situation that the master is now being pressed and beaten is actually deliberately waiting for the opponent to run out? Venal raised an eyebrow in disbelief.

You must know that in her cognition, Zuo Si has always been a powerful spellcaster, and he has an extremely high level in both arcane and divine arts.

This can be seen from the terrifying group enhancement magic in the previous battles.

But now, it is a little difficult to accept that such a powerful spellcaster has actually shown martial arts that are not inferior to those of high-level warriors.

After all, even the dark elves with a lifespan of hundreds of years will rarely have the extra energy to learn martial arts after choosing the "Sinnoh Double Cultivation".

"That's why I said that Thoss is a real monster, and that he has power that cannot be measured by common sense. Most importantly, he is the elect chosen by the two goddesses and holds a powerful electoral power. But so far, he hasn't used any of these abilities. ”

As he said this, Trist's tone and eyes became more serious than ever.

As a friend of Erastro, the supreme ruler of Silvermoon City, he obviously knew some secrets about Silverfire, and he knew even more about the terrifying and terrifying destructive power that Zuo Si could unleash if he was provoked, otherwise the entire city of Mosoblai would be reduced to ruins and dead city under his rage.

However, Venar obviously didn't care about the life or death of Mosorb in the city, but smiled heartlessly, and said while laughing, "Isn't it better? With such a strong person as a backer, my life on the surface of mine and I will definitely be very nourishing. Maybe I should take advantage of this trip to the Dark Lands to recruit more talented Dark Elf compatriots, and maybe build a village of our own on the surface when the time comes. ”

"I don't disagree with that. But you'd better be careful with your movements, or the results will be disastrous if they are detected by the High Priestesses. Trist warned with a serious face.

He was actually quite happy to see more of his fellow Dark Elves leaving the Dark Regions to start a new life on the surface.

But the premise is to abandon the chaotic and evil nature of the past.

"Don't worry, I'm not a fool and I know what kind of target to choose." Venal rolled her eyes in annoyance.

While the two were talking, the pace of the fierce battle in the arena finally began to slow down.

After all, most of the dark elves are not known for their physical strength in the first place.

In addition, Jody attacked fiercely from the beginning, resulting in a very rapid loss of physical strength, and he was already sweating profusely in less than ten minutes.

The hand holding the sword trembled uncontrollably slightly.

He didn't need to ask to know that he had already personally felt the terrifying impact of Zuo Si's thirty-one strength attribute.

Almost every weapon collision has to endure unimaginable shocks to the arms, palms, and wrists.

That's it, it's still the result of not trying too hard.

Obviously, Zuo Si was learning and absorbing the advantages of the opponent's martial arts school through this battle, so he chose to only defend and not attack.

"Is it over? You're going to change me when you're done! ”

Zuo Si looked at the ordinary two-handed big sword that had been cut by the other party with countless notches and dents on his hand, and asked with a smile.

"You...... What kind of monster are you? ”

Jody gasped violently, his eyes revealing panic and fear.

At this moment, his lungs had begun to burn and tingle intensely from the intense exercise.

But what about the opponent?

The opponent didn't even breathe at all, as if he hadn't just switched between attack and defense in a battle, he was just warming up.

This also means that the young dark elf in front of him not only crushed himself in terms of strength attributes, but also crushed himself in terms of physical attributes.

If it weren't for the slight superiority in agility attributes, he might have been killed by seizing the opportunity just now.

"Monsters? Is that what you call someone stronger than yourself? Or are you unable to accept your own failures and deaths, so you are trying to make excuses in every possible way? Zuo Si asked with a contemptuous expression.

There was no doubt that the dark elf warrior in front of him did not pose the slightest threat to him from beginning to end.

In the same way, he was aware of the level of melee combat and swordplay skills that Sorin Markov had taught him at in Ferron.

Perhaps all mortal warriors were a younger brother to the mighty King of Innistrad, except for the gods who stood high.

After all, the latter's martial arts have spent thousands of years, drawing knowledge and power from other worlds little by little, and improving them in countless battles.

This alone is not comparable to the mortal warriors on the Feron Continent.

"Nope! That's not an excuse! You're not a dark elf at all! It must have been some kind of monster or something! Jody snapped as if she was crazy.

Because he has realized that he is no match for the young man in front of him at all, he wants to use some other methods to get rid of the fate of defeat and death.

However, unfortunately, the other Black Na Elves present immediately let out a huge boo for this kind of behavior that they could not afford to lose.

The guests on the upper floors even spilled food and wine in their hands, and hurled insults in the most vicious words of the Dark Elf language.

"Die! Cheap maggots! ”

"Don't make excuses for your weakness and failure!"

"When you slaughtered those young dark elf warriors here, why didn't you say that you were a monster too?"

"Outlander! Kill him! ”

"We're going to see him bleed! After seeing his heart gouged out and sacrificed to the great god Rose! ”

……

All of a sudden, the entire tavern felt like a riot, filled with hoarse roars and roars.

The dark elves, who are torturing slaves in the middle for fun, even throw their arms, entrails, and intestines from the heights to vent their inner grievances.

Jody was obviously frightened by this atmosphere of public enemies, and hurriedly threw a look of help at the mistress, hoping that she could save herself for the sake of serving the family in the past.

It's a pity that the master mother, who is a high-ranking priestess, didn't pay attention to him at all, but instead set her eyes on Zuo Si, her eyes flashing with naked and undisguised greed and desire.

"Mother, are you sure you want to give up Jody?" The eldest daughter of the Obroza family cautiously tentatively asked.

"Why not? After all, now we have a better, more perfect replacement, don't we? Mistress Keyo pursed the corners of her mouth and smiled coldly and cruelly.

Just a few hours earlier, she had done some exercises with Jody in her room on the second floor of her house, promising to give her a higher status and power within the family.

But now, when a better goal came along, the poor fellow was immediately abandoned.

As many scholars have described, the housemother of every dark elf family is basically a black widow who eats people and does not spit out bones.

For them, men are nothing more than objects to be played with and tools to be used, and when they lose their value, they are immediately discarded like garbage.

Even more tragic would even be taken to the Great Hall and sacrificed to Rose, the spider goddess, with a terrifying ritual dagger.

Zuo Si undoubtedly sensed this, slowly raised the big sword in his hand, and said in a tone full of pity: "It seems that you have been abandoned." In that case, let me put an end to your pathetic life. You know? In fact, in my opinion, the so-called martial arts are just two things in the final analysis, namely speed and strength. As long as you take these two to the extreme, even the most ordinary attacks can produce unimaginable power. Like this......"

As the last sentence blurted out, Zuo Si suddenly took a step at lightning speed, and raised the big sword in his hand high above his head, and cracked down in an unrivaled attitude.

Next Second......

Clang!!!!!!!

The sound of weapons colliding instantly echoed over the entire tavern, and countless golden sparks flew in all directions.

Before the others could react to what was happening, they saw that the ordinary two-handed greatsword in Zuo Si's hand had broken into two at some point, half of which was in his hand, and the other half had been slashed horizontally from the side of Jody's neck into his chest.

Almost half of his body cracked in half from the middle, and a large amount of blood gushed out from the wound, and it didn't take long for the ground to stain red.

Just one hit!

The Obrolza family's martial arts chief, who was only one step away from becoming the strongest warrior in Mosoblai City, turned into a warm corpse.

In particular, the terrifying impact of the half-cut sword body almost crushed all the internal organs, and even the ribs responsible for protecting the chest cavity were almost all broken.

Anyone who knows a little bit about fighting understands that if it weren't for the poor quality of the weapon in Zuo Si's hand and the quality of the weapon in the opponent's hand, Jodi's body would definitely have been split in half by now.

There is no skill in this blow!

From beginning to end is the most primitive, pure, and savage power!

After a brief silence, the tavern erupted in earth-shattering cheers.

Because this extremely brutal, bloody, and merciless way of killing greatly satisfies the bloodthirsty appetite of the dark elves.

Similarly, many well-intentioned people have also begun to notice the potential of Zuo Si, a "newcomer" who has just come to Mosobuli City.

The mother and mother of Keyo took the initiative to stand up and give applause, and stretched out four fingers and said, "There are still four games left!" As long as you win four more victories, I will buy all the goods and slaves you have for 100,000 gold coins. ”

"As you wish! Venerable Mother of the Lord. But I'm not sure if anyone would want to walk into the arena with me right now. ”

As he spoke, Zuo Si looked around with aggressive eyes.

After looking at him, many dark elf warriors chose to bow their heads to show weakness.

They are not fools who will not come together to find death at such a time.

Just as the atmosphere became a little awkward, the tavern owner immediately approached and proposed in a very flattering tone: "Venerable Mistress Crane, we have just a batch of newly captured powerful monsters here, which should satisfy this brave and bloodthirsty warrior. Since no one dares to stand up and challenge him, it is better to let him deal with these monsters. ”

"Tell me, what kind of monsters are there?" Mistress Keyo touched her chin with an interested expression.

Not only her, but the other guests in the tavern also became a little eager to try it.

After all, the battle just now had completely aroused their bloodthirsty desires, so they couldn't wait to see more pictures of blood and death.

The tavernkeeper quickly pulled a list out of his bosom and replied excitedly, "We have six Dreadclaws, an Eye Demon, four trolls, a two-headed giant, a Koutao Fish-Man Prince, and a Berserker. I recommend starting with a Troll, Giant, or Dreadclaw and gradually increasing the difficulty. ”

You don't need to ask to know that his plan is to use Zuo Si and these monsters to open a gambling game to make a lot of money.

You must know that on weekdays, although there are occasionally dark elves who stand up to challenge monsters, most of them are superficial and will not joke with their lives at all.

So the gamble has been tepid.

But now, hearing that Zuo Si would have to play at least four games in a row, the tavern owner immediately smelled an opportunity to make a lot of money.