When Bandis was taken to rest, the Blood Servant stepped forward and gave him a potion.

This old thunder warrior returned to normal, not only mentally, but also physically.

"That's what you've been paid for fighting all this time."

The head connected to the Blood Servant's spine spoke, and Bendis got a boxy box.

Inside the box were four injections of medicine.

The Blood Spirits can resurrect the corpses of the Dark Elves that are too rotten to rot, and they have advanced medical technology, so these potions also have the same effect as the ones that were just injected into Bandis's body.

"Only four? This is not enough. Bendice shook his head.

"You'll earn enough money to buy four potions." The Blood Servant turned around, "But you have other rewards, a trophy that you deserve after winning this gladiatorial fight." ”

As soon as the words fell, a female Dark Eldar with only a rag on her body was brought to Bandis.

That's a slave.

The trophy that was bestowed upon Bandis for his outstanding performance.

Giving one's own kind to alien warriors is not a strange thing in the eyes of the Dark Eldars, and some of them are slaves of their own kind anyway.

"How much can she sell?" Bendice asked.

"It's probably worth a shot."

"Sell her and change the medicine."

When he heard Bandis say he was going to sell himself, the Eldar slave was so frightened that he hugged his leg and cried.

If you sell it, you will also sell it to the blood servants.

So what happened......

Unconcerned, Bandis got up, took a shot of potion from the Blood Servant in exchange for a slave, and turned to leave the Colosseum area.

……

There are a lot of people of other ethnicities in Comoros.

Slaves, of course, were abused in their masters' homes, not slaves who gathered in a slum-like area of the Comoros.

The residence of Bandis is also here.

He entered the area in a Dark Eldar looting craft, came to a complex made of iron pieces, and pushed the door in.

On the iron floor lay five Thunder Warriors like Bandis.

Hearing the sound of someone coming in, the men glanced back at Bandis, then sat up slowly.

These people are older and less fully limb.

Some people are not only missing arms, but also paralyzed by severe spinal injuries.

"Your armor." Bandis sat down on the ground, dismantled the mutilated armor, and gave the parts back to his brothers.

Bandis was covered with only the spear as his own.

After returning the borrowed armor one by one, Bandis took out the box containing the potion and distributed the potion inside.

"I don't need this thing anymore, you can keep it for yourself." The crippled Thunder Warrior crawled to Bandis's feet with his arms and lifted the potion, "I feel like Terra is already calling me." ”

Bandis took the potion and thrust it into the old fellow's neck.

The crippled body gradually recovered, and the ability to walk was regained.

The man who had been forcibly inserted by Bandis got up angrily, pressed Bandis under him, and punched him in the face.

Bandis was beaten, and he heard the old man curse why he always didn't listen to his superiors, and he said that he was already a cripple who could not walk, and that the potion should be kept by Bandis himself, lest Bandis be forced to play in a state of Alzheimer's recurrence one day.

After being punched, Bendis didn't say anything, got up and went back to his place in the corner of the house.

He was so tired and needed a break.

In their clearest minds, the others approached Bandis to discuss the damned Comoros and the damned Bloodmen who exploited Bandis.

"This potion won't completely heal my spine, and I'll be a cripple in two days again."

"Yes, but that potion will make you younger, so that one day everyone will find you dead in the corner."

"Damn it! We shouldn't have promised that Blood Servant to come to Comoros with him! ”

"When we came out of the subspace, Li Sun saved us and sheltered us, we can't watch her being tortured to death by those dark cousins of the Ida."

"Wouldn't it be better if we died together at that time?"

"You old thing deserves to die in battle, but that little guy is still young and shouldn't die with us."

“……”

Bandis listened to the conversation of the old fellows, and he didn't say a word.

As the youngest person here, just going to the gladiatorial arena to play for his life was tiring enough, and he really didn't have the energy to chat with these old guys.

In silence, Bandis took a device from the small locker overhead.

It was a psionic communication device, which was given to Bandis by Li Sun when he was separated from Li Sun.

"This thing will connect us."

"Hold on, I'll bring you out someday."

Bandis still remembers what Li Sun said back then.

He placed the communication device under his ear.

As with every attempt over the past few hundred years, the device appears to be damaged, and nothing can be heard.

Perhaps the device is not damaged.

Maybe Li Sun communicated.

Bandis guessed that maybe he fell asleep while waiting, so he didn't hear it.

But whatever the reason, Bandis didn't want to think that Li Sun was dead, so he couldn't contact him.

It's quite possible.

"We shouldn't have left Terra back then."

"Whether the emperor wants to kill us, or send us to death, or send us to die, we should accept that fate."

"It's all my fault, I brought you out."

Bandis heard the crippled chief tell him about his mistakes.

Others have different representations.

Some people say that the damned tyrant wants to unload the mill and kill the donkey, do we have to wait for death?

Some people say that the emperor must want to kill everyone, and if he doesn't leave quickly, does he want to die in humiliation at the hands of his own people?

Others complain that the damn subspace has taken us many years later.

Of these thunder warriors, Bandis is the only one who knows the truth of the matter.

The Thunder Warriors were not killed by their own people, and they did not die in the cold gaze of the Emperor.

From a human slave in the arena, Bendis heard about something.

Once upon a time, there were still a few surviving Thunder Warriors on Terra, but after all this time, they are now dead of old age.

But Bandis, who knew this, didn't want to tell the truth, because that would break down these old lads who were trying to stay alive.

"Being sent to death by the emperor is not a glorious death, we are going to challenge the enemy and die in battle surrounded by ten thousand armies."

(End of chapter)