The tarantula tribe is located in a large cavern in the middle of the dark realms.

Most of its buildings sit on solid rock, made of hard stone, but with some of the usual elven sophistication.

The houses belonging to the elders, priests and other big figures are hung directly between the huge stalagmites at the top of the cave, and from a distance, they seem to be a mirage in the sky.

As for why he was able to "see", it was naturally because in this tribe, there was finally a light source that Midi had not seen for a long time.

After all, although the Dark Elves have excellent infrared vision, infrared vision is not omnipotent.

At the very least, for the mages and priests, if they wanted to read books, they had to rely on light sources.

Infrared vision, which senses temperature to form an image, cannot tell the difference between ink and paper.

In addition, in the tradition of dark elves, the amount of light that a tribe has is also an indirect indication of its power.

The Tarantula Tribe has four giant light sources, all of which are fixed to the giant stalagmites by the mages using constancy and illumination magic.

The exquisite arrangement allows these four light sources to illuminate most areas of the cave, although the brightness is different from the sunlight and moonlight, which can only barely be compared with the starlight, but it is also much better than the wild in the dark area.

In this way, Midi can finally stop being psionic or blind, and observe the underground world in a normal way.

Despite his status as a slave, it is clear that the priestess was not wary of weak humans, and did not specifically restrict his freedom of movement, allowing Midi to at least move around the cave.

But of course, his human appearance still attracted the attention of a considerable number of dark elves, and what followed was naturally a contemptuous gaze and loud ridicule.

Here, human beings are always treated as weak, even waste.

However, Midi doesn't mind this, because the truly strong never need to go out of their way to prove themselves.

Compared with gaining the respect of the dark elves, he was more concerned about how to get rid of his status as a slave at the moment.

As Golantis said, among the tribes of tarantulas and all the tribes of the dark elves, the way to escape slavery is not a secret, and it is easy to inquire about it.

The method is simple - become a slave fighter, fight, fight, and fight, and fight, until you achieve the final victory, and you can get rid of the slave status.

Not only that, but if you can really do this, you can even be accepted by the Tarantula tribe and become one of the warriors, enjoying the same treatment as other dark elves!

Due to the influence of the Black Dragon Conference every five years, competition is a common practice in the dark regions.

Unlike the aristocracy and the rich who set up arenas for the pleasure of blood, here such extravagant entertainment is not allowed at all, and the reason why the competition in the dark region exists is to screen out the real competitive powerhouse.

Only these strong people can climb step by step until they qualify for the Black Dragon Conference.

In addition, judging from the news obtained by Midi, there is only half a year left before the next Black Dragon Conference.

As a result, the tribe now attaches great importance to competition.

Whether it is the competitive selection of slaves or the competitive selection between dark elves, it is now in full swing.

Although the Tarantula Tribe has never had a fighter in the past few hundred years obtain the qualification to enter the Black Dragon Conference, but even so, as long as the selection of the Black Dragon Conference starts, the farther you go, the more benefits you can get.

So, anything that can help the tarantula tribe go further will be recognized.

"Seems lucky. Midi said lightly.

The Black Dragon Conference, which is held every five years, is now just in time to be held in half a year.

Midinengka's entry into the Dark Realm at this point in time can indeed be said to be lucky.

Not only that, as long as you enter the Dark Dragon City, presumably the Death Chase Order will also be temporarily silent and cannot be activated.

"Is it luck or fate?" said Lotus.

Midi didn't answer, fate is not something that he can discuss at this level. At the moment, the most important thing is to find a way to become a slave fighter.

In this way, not only can you get rid of the slave status, but also you can get a channel to enter the Black Dragon Conference, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone, killing two birds with one stone.

However, despite his beautiful vision, his plan was opposed before he could even take the first step.

As Midi's "master", the young priestess Golantis, after listening to Midi's request, first looked Midi up and down with incredible eyes for a few moments, and then expressed her resolute denial.

As for the reasons for the negative, it is also very simple and straightforward.

"You're going to die, Midi. "What can a weak human do in this dark land? When I am a slave, at least I can get shelter, and we dark elves have nothing to serve, so you can stay in peace in the tarantula tribe without worrying about survival, isn't that good?"

A smile tugged at the corner of Midi's mouth.

He could feel that the priestess did not want him to die, perhaps out of curiosity about the unknown rather than humanitarianism, but it was a good intention.

It's just that for Midi, who is the "Sword of Victory and Protection", how can he be interested in accepting this kind of kindness to treat him as a domestic pet?

Of course, if you are so direct and tough, it will anger the other party, and I am afraid that you will not be qualified to become a fighter, and you will still have a big fight in the end, and continue to waste time.

So, Midi decided to change tactics.

"I've heard that the Dark Elves are warriors who value honor and oaths, and you've promised me to get rid of slavery before, but now you're going back on it?" said Midi in the most obnoxious sarcasm of the nobility, and then shrugged her shoulders, "It seems that the Dark Elves are nothing great, but they rely on lies to survive in this dark land." ”

"You guy, just a slave!" said Golantis' face changed suddenly.

Not only because of Midi's offense, but also because she felt that her kindness had been treated as a donkey's liver and lungs, which was completely unacceptable to the priestess.

Anger quickly rushed to her heart at this moment, and the next moment, with a crisp sound of the air being torn, the snake's head whip had been thrown out.

When it was held in the hands of the black dragon priest, the six snake heads that had been hanging from the whip suddenly seemed to come to life, and in a volley that was difficult to catch with the naked eye, they bit Midi from six different directions.

If you are whipped by this snake's head, even a level 60 professional will feel severe pain.

And if you add the poison of six poisonous snakes, it can be even more fatal.

Although Golantis was furious by Midi, she still kept her sanity, so of course she would not kill such a killer.

However, she had already made up her mind to teach the other party a good lesson, so that this guy would come to his senses and understand where a weak human should be in the dark realm.

But the next moment, this wish of Golantis was disappointed.

Midi dodged all attacks.

The terrifying serpent's whip that belonged to the Black Dragon Priest didn't even touch the corners of his clothes.

"You!" finally showed a look of horror on the priestess's face.

"I'm human, but I'm not as weak as you think. Midi said lightly.

But having said that, Midi secretly praised the other party in his heart - this blow seemed to be lightly dodged, but in fact, he had already used at least sixty percent of his strength.

Considering that the other party is also a casual blow, if the two sides really fight with their lives, if Midi does not use his own trump cards, it may be difficult to judge the outcome with the skills of the ghost swordsman alone.

And this priest is only level 60, the same level as Midi.

It seems that the level strength of the Dark Region is even higher than Midi expected.

However, the priestess obviously only saw Midi's calmness, but she couldn't feel the admiration and evaluation that he hid in her heart, so her face was naturally extremely bad.

The guy who was said to be weak by himself so lightly dodged his best attack, for the dark elves who value honor, this is simply a slap in the face, hot and hot.

"Fool, you don't understand anything!" said the priestess through gritted teeth, stomped her foot, turned away, and left another sentence before leaving, "You will die in the tarantula arena, and I don't want such an arrogant and ignorant slave!"

Overcoming the obstacles of his young "mistress" in a slightly brutal manner, Midi immediately set off for the arena and asked to become a fighter.

The Dark Elves in charge immediately showed an incredulous expression.

But since there was no movement on the priestess's side, they naturally did not make any more claims on their own.

"It's really stupid, don't give good treatment, you want to find your own death. The Dark Elf mage at the head looked at Midi with mocking eyes, "Human, since you want to be a fighter, then come as normal!

In the Dark Elf tribe, there is a strict distinction between living slaves and slave fighters.

Someone like Midi who was in charge of telling stories to the priestesses, or someone who possessed specialized skills such as gathering, winemaking, carpentry, etc., was a living slave who had a fair amount of freedom as long as he stayed honestly in the tribe.

After all, the fighting level of living slaves is not very high, and it is difficult for a person to survive in the dark region, and he is not afraid of them escaping.

But slave fighters are different, and for such dangerous elements, the dark elves are naturally strictly guarded.

Midi has always been a human being as a living slave, so no one cares where he goes.

But now, since he didn't want to be a slave fighter, it was only natural that the Dark Elves decided to let him feel the "treatment" of a fighter.

Soon, escorted by several heavily armed Dark Elf warriors, Midi was sent to the entrance of a black cavern.

This is where the slave fighters are held.