Back in the Black Rock Cave, everyone, whether it was the loud-voiced dwarves, the low-IQ goblins, or the apathetic Dark Elf POWs, all gave up the largest room at the end of the corridor to Midi.

There is no doubt that Midi is the boss here now.

However, with Midi's character, of course, he has no interest in exploiting the food of these slave fighters.

Maintaining a basic order, where no one is allowed to exploit each other, is the first and only rule that Midi has made since becoming the boss.

Other than that, everyone is in their own way, and there is nothing to do with it.

As for Midi himself, he spends most of his time refining dark magic, absorbing the "Dark Yinghua" in it to refine himself.

However, after level 60, it becomes more and more difficult to level up.

Midi could clearly feel that he had absorbed more of the "Radiant Radiance", but the speed of improvement was far less obvious than the improvement brought by absorbing a little "Radiant Radiance" in the sky and sea of clouds before.

It took a few days, and Midi only went from level 60 to level 60.

The increase in dark lines on the Spirit Dragon Sword is also minimal.

The head-on hard-hitting battle relief can make the aura of the Spirit Dragon Sword more refined, but, obviously, it is a tempering method that emphasizes quality rather than quantity, and it is not very helpful for the upgrade itself.

Soon, three days after Midi became the boss, the people of the tarantula tribe came.

This time, instead of putting the slave fighters in the arena, they came specifically to take Midi away.

"Human, your appearance in the selection is enough to prove yourself, and the tarantula tribe is willing to acknowledge your power. The Dark Elf at the head said to Midi, and there was no longer the contempt in his eyes that he had at the beginning.

This is a dark region, a place that pays more attention to strength than the sky and the sea of clouds.

"Slave" is not so much a sign of status as a "result" after victory or defeat.

If you lose, or if you are captured, you become a slave, but if you win, you win against someone else, and you are no longer a slave.

A qiē is as simple as that.

"So I'm free?" said Midi, smiling.

"Fool, what's going on in your head? We're just acknowledging your power, but it's not enough to get you the status of a warrior!" a cold female voice rang out.

Midi followed the prestige and immediately saw an acquaintance.

The black dragon priestess Golantis was also in this escort procession.

She crossed her hands over her chest, with a poker face, and was clearly in a bad mood.

In fact, every time she saw this human, she felt that she had an extremely irritable but difficult to distinguish feeling.

Obviously, this human being was brought back by her, whether it is her slave or the future tribal warrior, it is her person, the stronger the strength, of course, the greater the help.

Not only that, but in yesterday's battle, Miditi, who was so stunned that he had nothing to say, slapped his old rival Zarid, who was also the priestess of the Black Dragon, in the face of Grantis.

But for some reason, with so many benefits, Golantis just couldn't be happy.

As a sensitive woman, she has a gut feeling. She could feel that the handsome human with black hair and black eyes in front of her, no matter how depressed his identity was, never seemed to have any wavering, uneasiness, or panic.

On the contrary, what is revealed from his bright eyes is a kind of calmness that is impossible to see.

It's as if everything is under control.

But it also meant that Golantis, who was accustomed to looking down on others from a high vantage point, always experienced the feeling that things were unexpectedly completely out of control.

But at the very least, Midi was still a few steps away from being a slave fighter, which at least allowed Golantis to consider himself a master.

"Do you think you're going to be good if you defeat a lizardman with a brain full of muscles?" Golantis snorted coldly, as if he had forgotten his stunned gaffe yesterday, "It can be regarded as having two hands to shake that kind of opponent head-on, but I want to warn you, this method is too stupid!"

How stupid it is to have a head-on hard shake, of course, Midi knows very well.

But from the very beginning, he did not fight by any means, but more as a hammer and a whetstone to temper himself.

The starting point is different, and the results you see are naturally different.

However, Midi did not refute this, on the contrary, he could feel that the arrogant and wayward priestess had come here herself, not so much to reprimand herself, as if there was more of a reminder.

So, he just nodded silently.

It's time to keep a low profile, after all, you still have to send people under the fence, and you have to find a way to be accepted.

Seeing that it was rare for Midi not to say a word, the priestess's mood was really much better, she snorted again, and then said slowly: "Next, according to the rules of the tribe, you will be promoted to one level and go to the White Rock Cave." Every slave fighter there has come out of the selection of this black rock, and all of them have a unique skill, although your brute strength is good, but when it comes to fighting, there are countless ways to kill you, be careful yourself, understand?"

Listening to the priestess chattering like a nanny here, Midi was a little speechless.

This guy really came over to remind himself.

In other words, he was also in the arena before, and he specially brought his own "killing" and "lore" double swords, which saved Midi a lot of things.

Do you want to say thank you?

Such a thought came to Midi's mind.

However, if you think about it carefully, the reason why so much trouble will find you is not because this woman has to be a slave as soon as she comes up?

If he accepted himself as a traveler, why did Midi still need to fight against these chaotic races in the dark regions?

What a contradiction!

Midi felt that her mood was very contradictory, and this priestess, who was arrogant and willful at one time, and careful and considerate at the other, was even more contradictory.

But at the end, he nodded and said, "Thanks for the reminder." ”

"Hmph!" After hearing Midi's thanks, the priestess's long ears moved, and then she suddenly snorted coldly and turned her head, "You are my property, of course I have to protect it, but don't just die!"

After saying this, she didn't even say hello, and walked away.

Woman......

Midi sighed inwardly.

"Why don't you try to read minds? The priestess might like you. Lotus's voice suddenly rang out, with a hint of evil temptation.

Do even the most powerful who are apostles like gossip?

Midi was speechless for a moment, and he sighed again, and then replied, "I still know what I like and what I don't." It's just because I've seen something I've never seen before, and I've brought something extraordinary, so I'm going to be noticed and cared for, that's all, what's there to think about?"

"Proud boy, but too, those two are still waiting for you. Lotus commented with a chuckle.

Midi subconsciously felt the light of the fate bond in his body, and the snow-white point of light was still pure and warm, which made Midi's heart very peaceful.

This shows that Fina and Alice are not in a situation now, otherwise, the bond of fate will change.

But even so, Midi didn't have any time to grind.

Advancing as fast as possible, that's the only thing he's thinking about right now.

"Let's go, take me to the White Rock Cave. In the crowd, it was Midi who was escorted to speak.

However, the dark elves obviously didn't feel anything wrong, and the strong were always respected here.

After passing through several buildings, the team, which was not too guarded, soon arrived at the White Rock Cave on the other side of the huge karst cave.

The overall structure of this cave is similar to that of Black Rock, and it is also a central passage, flanked by rooms.

It's just that compared with the black karst cave, both the order and the environment here are much better.

Every slave fighter who comes out of the Black Rock selection competition will have a designated room here, with all kinds of daily necessities in the room, and there will also be living slaves who come to clean it regularly.

Not only that, but due to the relatively small number of people and the fact that the space is double-storey, each room is very spacious, even more than the one occupied by the boss in the Black Rock Cave.

On top of that, there's one thing Midi likes.

Light.

Although it is usually dark in the White Rock Cave, you can use smokeless resin, a specialty of the dark region, to light a torch whenever necessary.

Now, when Midi entered the white rock cavern, she was in front of her with such a torch that radiated a bright and warm light.

And holding this torch was a thin, well-proportioned, handsome Dark Elf man.

"Hello, I'm Zaknavan, welcome to the White Rock Cave. Unlike his indifferent compatriots, the dark elf smiled confidently, and then held out his hand to Midi.

Although she was a little surprised for a moment, Midi would not be taken away from the lead because of this.

He immediately shook the other man's hand and introduced himself as well: "Midi, Midi Asrex, if I'm not mistaken, you should have been in the stands that day, and in the center, right?"

Keeping an eye on the situation around the neighborhood is a matter of course for a commander like Midi.

But when he said it now, it immediately lit up Zaknavan's eyes.

"Good eyesight!" Zaknavan praised, "to be distracted from the stands during a battle? ”

"It's just a habit, and sometimes it's not the one in front of you that is really threatening. Midi replied lightly.

Zaknavan nodded, made a gesture of approval, and then looked at the group of tarantula warriors behind Midi, "Guys, why don't you leave the rest to me?" ”

"No problem. The escort captain replied directly.

Although the members of the tarantula tribe would look the other way for the selected slave fighters, Midi noticed that this dark elf named Zaknavan was obviously more respected.

It seems that his identity is not simple.

And Zaknafan obviously expected that the other party would agree, and there was not the slightest surprise in his expression, but nodded as a matter of course, and then made a gesture of invitation to Midi.

"Come on, let me introduce you, White Rock Cave. ”