"Alright, let's go to the Colosseum!" Locke commanded, nodding.

Many large cities in the orc plane have Colosseums, and among these Colosseums, the Iron Thorn Colosseum in the royal city of Shabak, is definitely a typical one.

There was a precedent for the golden-robed priest to lead his followers to kill the Wyvern King of the Two.

In the hustle and bustle of the Colosseum, there are three more guests in the VIP area today.

"Isn't that Godani, how could she come to a place like the Colosseum?" a Rhine lion man with blond hair asked his entourage strangely at the back of the VIP area.

"Prince Richard, did you see those two distinguished guests beside her, if the old slave was not mistaken, they should be knights and magicians from the wizarding world. An old tortoiseshell man replied respectfully.

"Knights and magicians of the wizarding world? In recent years, there have been fewer and fewer heterogeneous creatures on our orc plane, let's go, go over and take a look, and say hello by the way. Prince Richard said excitedly.

Just in his early thirties, Prince Richard had reached the level of a high-ranking warrior of the orc race, and now was the time to be young and vigorous.

And Richard, who knows something about the noble daughter of the Swan clan in the royal capital, thinks that he is the only prince who can match Godani in the entire Shabak.

Underneath the Colosseum, a bear warrior in cyan heavy armor is facing off against a steel-clawed giant sew.

This kind of bloody fighting, which originates from the depths of the genes, is the most enthusiastic activity of the orcs.

The Iron Thorn Colosseum is making money every day, and it is so lively every day, which is enough to prove that in the city of Shabak King, these orc warriors are fanatical about fighting.

Even Locke had just learned from Godani, the war priestess, that the bear warrior who was fighting against the Steelclaw Giant Se below had actually signed up for it voluntarily.

It's really full, and Locke really can't understand the strange thinking of these orcs.

Many magicians in the wizarding world say that knights' heads are made entirely of muscles, so today Locke would say that the heads of these orcs are made entirely of stone.

Born to fight, is the slogan of these orc warriors.

This reminded Locke of another race that was just as belligerent as the Orcs, the Saiyans.

"Do you want to bet or not, many knights and magicians who come to visit our orc plane will come here to try their luck. Some strong people will even participate in gladiatorial fights on their own. Godani, the war priest of the Swan Clan, asked Locke.

She couldn't see the true strength of Locke and Ashar, but she was strictly required by the golden-robed priest, and sent to be accompanied by a war priest with a special status like herself, and Godani also knew that these two were probably not ordinary people.

"Bet?" This made Locke intrigued, and instead looked at the Colosseum below.

Comparing the strength of the steel-clawed giant se with the bear warrior, Locke said, "That's it, it's my bet." ”

It was just a fight between two quasi-tier creatures, and Locke casually chose the steelclawed giant that was larger and had an advantage in strength.

As for the money betted, it is a first-level wind attribute biological crystal nucleus.

On the orc plane, the common currency is gold and silver.

Locke's act of casually pulling out a first-class biological crystal nucleus was undoubtedly a symbol of large sums of money in Godani's eyes.

You must know that even if she is a war priest with a certain background, the current Priest Amplification Instrument is only inlaid with the crystal nuclei of a few quasi-rank creatures.

The orc plane is notoriously poor.

"I'll choose that bear-man warrior. At this time, Ashar suddenly spoke, and also took out a first-level wind attribute biological crystal nucleus.

Ashar even participated in the bet, and the direction of the bet was exactly the opposite of his own, Locke couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Betting in the Colosseum is just a ticket-based activity for Locke, and if there is no show in the Colosseum of Iron Thorns next, maybe Locke will have to leave here with Ashar.

Because Locke was not used to the public place in the vicinity that smelled of the sweat of the orcs.

In order to dispel these smells, Locke even opened his vindictive shield and wrapped Ashar in the belt.

The bets were left to Godani, and Locke and Ashar watched the battle in the Colosseum below.

The mere battle between quasi-tier creatures didn't intrigue Locke much, but he wondered why Ashar would choose the bear-man for the ultimate victory.

The fierce battle below is still going on, and the audience in the Colosseum seats above are watching their 'performance' with excited and excited faces.

When Steelclaw's razor-sharp teeth pierced through the bear-man's armor and shattered his shoulder blades, Locke thought the fight was over.

Unexpectedly, the bear-man warrior roared angrily, and in the roar, his eyes gradually turned red, and the brown fur on his body also stood up, and his body suddenly grew larger, from two and a half meters to more than three meters, close to four meters.

Even the shattered armor on its body completely collapsed in this drastic change in size.

"Roar!" The furious emotion made the bear-man warrior lose his mind for the time being, and he also lost the most basic sense of pain.

I saw it grasp the steel claw giant that was clenching its shoulder armor with both hands, and suddenly took a step forward, and threw the steel claw giant se, which was more than twice its size, in front of it with a back fall.

The dust on the ground and the mournful roar of the steel claws became the blood activating agent that ignited the emotions of all the orcs in the audience of the Colosseum.

All the orcs at this time cast their most eager gaze at the bear-man warrior standing in the center of the arena.

"Kampas!" the bear-man samurai shouted, and walked deep into the dust in front of him, the steel-clawed giant that had not yet been completely killed by it.

"Kampas!"

"Kampas!"

"Kampas!"

“......”

It was also at this time that all the orcs in the audience recited their names as gods of war along with the heavy drinking of the bear-man warriors.

This is the most incendiary victory slogan of the Orc Empire since its establishment, and it also represents the most noble belief in the hearts of countless orcs.

In the audience, Locke turned his head to look at Ashar in amazement, and asked uncertainly, "Is this madness?" If I'm not mistaken, this bear-man has now reached the first level. ”

"It's madness indeed. We were lucky enough to come up and see an orc warrior break through the supreme samurai with the help of his madness in battle. Ashar said.

At the same time, the crystal ball in her hand was constantly recording all aspects of the information of the bear warrior below.

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