Under the scorching sun, Soo stood on the street in front of the Alchemy Guild with a pale face, and it was still as cold as ever, just like Soou's heart at this time, it was cold.

"No wonder they were so kind and encouraged me to try and provide materials for free, because they wanted to see me make a fool of myself. ”

Solo walked slowly down the street, his mouth constantly fragmenting thoughts, and when he remembered the playful eyes of the two old men when he was leaving, Solo felt unhappy for a while.

Solo originally thought that since he could refine a top-level proficient alchemy product so easily, even if the control level was one level higher, he should have a certain chance.

Mastery, is it hard?

The ironclad facts tell him that it is really difficult to control the level!!

What Soy tried to refine was a mastery-level incendiary potion, a total of 57 materials, including 8 third-order, 36 fourth-order and eleven fifth-order, the third and fourth order were easy to obtain, and the eleven fifth-order materials were not so simple, so when Quilede took it out, Solo was moved for a long time.

As a result, after he really started refining, Solo realized that he was too naïve, mastery-level alchemy products and mastery-level things were not at the same level at all, just dealing with those fifth-order materials was more laborious than refining a fourth-order potion. When the fifth-order materials were actually invested, the power that erupted from the collision between the materials could easily tear apart an ordinary person.

Soar used all his soul power to barely suppress the energy of the riot, and at this time, he had only invested three fifth-order materials.

In the end, Solo really didn't have the confidence to suppress the rebellion of the fourth fifth-order material, so he could only choose to give up, and the two unscrupulous old men were still hiding on the side and kept laughing at Solo for not knowing the height of the sky. The fat man in Quilede finally shook his head and muttered "Why didn't it explode", and when he heard this, Soo left the alchemy union angrily.

"Hmph, wait, when I'm stronger, I'll make you not laugh. ”

......

"There's no drama at the control level, the teachers are not in the union, and Minnie was dragged to 17th Street by Lan Lan again, what should I do. ”

So'ou walked lazily down the street, the shops on both sides were still attracting customers, and the daily life in Doha Nikz was as leisurely as ever.

"That's right," Sawo patted his head and pulled out the black business card that Leviathan had given him two days ago.

"Is there a place where you can improve your strength? ”

-- Dividing line --

Alam has the meaning of "destruction" in the language of beasts, and the Alam gladiatorial arena is the largest gladiatorial arena in Dohanicz, which is different from the arena of humans or elves, and a large number of orcs gather in the north of the city, so the folk customs are particularly fierce, and the battles that do not see red are children in their eyes. So the gladiatorial arena, which is different from the arena, was born, where there are no rules, no restrictions, no matter what way you use, as long as you can knock out the opponent, you are the winner.

Many people choose to come here to find opponents in order to hone themselves. Flying flesh and severed arms can be seen in almost every game. The blood and violence not only did not make people stay away, but countless thrill-seekers regarded it as a holy place and flocked to it.

Leviathan said that if you want to go to the Dark Arena, you have to come to the owner of the Alam Gladiatorial Arena.

An office on the second floor of the Colosseum has a panoramic view of the entire Colosseum through the glass window in front of it.

At this moment, in the office, a middle-aged man wearing a tuxedo and a white shirt dressed like a butler was holding a bottle of specially awakened red wine in his hand and said to Soar: "Mr. Soar, do you want to have some?" This is the best aging wine excavated from Taylor's ruins for more than 300 years, how could the invincible Taylor War Emperor more than 400 years ago never think that his tomb would be dug up by a group of low-level mercenaries, it is really ironic. But I have to say, this wine is really good. ”

Who would have thought that the person who ran this bloody and violent place would not be a martial orc, but such a well-mannered human.

Although the middle-aged man has a smile on the corner of his mouth, he has an aura on his body that makes Solo particularly uncomfortable, it feels like a poisonous snake is peeping at you in the dark, waiting for you to strike a fatal blow when you are not looking.

Solo politely declined the other party's kindness, and then said, "Haven't you asked you yet? Also, how do you know who I am?"

"You can call me A, the champion of the Mercenary Fighting Tournament, Mr. Saw, an elite member of the Kuban team, don't you know how famous you are now?"

The middle-aged man smiled and took the goblet and tasted the wine he had admired.

"Mr. A. Tho muttered to himself, he didn't know why the other party was calling him such a code name.

"I really don't know how famous I am. But Mr. A, you know what I'm here for. ”

"Hehe, of course, as long as the person who can take out the ticket is our VIP here, Mr. Saw, are you sure you want to go to that place? There, no one cares who you are, no matter how much power you have, if you die there, no one can hold you accountable, so are you sure you want to go?"

"I promised someone else, so I have to go?"

"Very well, since you agreed, it means that you are willing to abide by the rules there. Mr. Soou, please. ”

Solo was still wondering what it meant, when a pitch-black vortex more than two meters high appeared in the room.

After a while, a neighing sound came, and the first thing that came out was a black horn, followed by the whole body of the horse slowly appeared. The pitch-black scale armor reflected the black light, and there were strange black flames burning under the four hooves, which was somewhat similar to the nightmare beast formed by the unicorn falling into the abyss in the fairy tale.

However, unlike the rebellious and powerful image described in the story, this "nightmare beast" has neither a violent momentum nor the slightest unruliness in its eyes, and its body is shackled, and behind it is a dark coffin.

"To get to that place, Mr. So'ou, you have to lie down in the coffin, and it will take you to your destination. ”

The middle-aged man made a gesture of please, so that he wanted Solo to go up by himself.

Although Solo was full of doubts, he believed that Leviathan would not lie to him, so he did not hesitate and went directly into the coffin.

"Mr. Saw, I hope to see you again. ”

The middle-aged man smiled and gently closed the lid of the coffin.

Solo lay inside, and it wasn't long before he didn't even feel the jolt of movement before the coffin opened on its own.

"Here it is...... Dark Arena!!"

PS: I want to be a storyteller.