courier in movie world

Chapter 782 Achilles Appears!

Flesh and blood flew.

The entire arena has turned into a hell on earth.

The gladiators who played were more victorious than they were defeated, and if they failed, they would all stay on the yellow sand forever, and most of the winners would also be wounded.

According to the normal competitive rhythm, these winners should return to their respective rest areas. After all, gladiators are also property, and only when they are alive can they create more value for their masters.

But this time.

Even the gladiators who survived were forced to continue fighting with injuries. As time went by, more and more people died.

Finally, after killing all the monsters, a scuffle broke out between the two gladiator training camps.

Another training camp without Achilles was obviously no match for the gladiators led by Moldova and Marca.

The two of them formed horns and united the gladiators around them together. Soon the balance of victory was completely tilted to Moldova's side, and a dozen gladiators on the opposite side were quickly slaughtered.

Fragments of corpses were everywhere on the field. Although most of the gladiators around Moldova were injured, everyone was enthusiastic and their morale reached its peak.

"Kill kill kill!"

Everyone shouted in unison.

"Aurelis, die!"

"Aurelis, die!"

Moldova slightly calmed everyone's emotions.

"Everyone listen to my command for a while, don't get confused, maybe someone will be injured, maybe someone will die, but I hope everyone can be firm in their beliefs."

"We can definitely kill him!"

Maca added.

This man who looked like a wild lion had completely given up his defense at this time. His weapons turned out to be a pair of metal gloves, with sharp steel claws at the tips of his fingers, extending all the way to his forearms.

With this weapon, he tore open the chests of fifteen opponents!
As for Moldova, his weapons did not match his body shape very much. His majestic body was holding two short knives, which looked rather weird.

At this time, the people in the stands were completely insane. Even normal people would be affected by the continuous killing. The high temperature and fresh blood inspired everyone to tyranny.

Suddenly everyone stood up, they raised their hands, and shouted a name together.

"Aurelis!"

"Aurelis!"

This name represents the legend of the Argos arena, representing invincibility, ogre.

boom!
There was a dull crash.

In an instant, the entire stand fell silent.

Moldova took the initiative to go to the front and stand in a row with Marca.

"he came!"

Maka was the closest, and he could vaguely hear the tremor in Moldova's tone, and he didn't know whether it was because of fear or excitement.

At this time, Mo Sen, who was standing in the room, felt a little strange. He raised his head, his eyes seemed to be able to look over the crowd, through the walls and iron gates, and look at the... that thing deep in the other end.

"Is that so?"

"It's finally interesting."

Mawson murmured to himself.

At this time, apart from him, only the gatekeeper who opened and closed the fence was left in the whole room. After listening to Mo Sen's words, he took a serious look at Mo Sen.

"Young man, do you think you can win?"

"It's not a question of can."

Mawson smiled.

"It's about how to win."

He looked relaxed, as if discussing how well-done the beef should be for lunch.

"Ha ha……"

The gatekeeper curled his lips, and didn't even want to complain. He already regarded Mo Sen as a lunatic.

But how did the gatekeeper know that Mo Sen was telling the truth.

So far, although he has learned that this world has a relatively high starting point of power, he doesn't know the specific power distribution and upper limit.

For an unknown world, integrating into it and obtaining more information is the top priority.

Only then can targeted actions be taken, and the right direction plus strong strength is the guarantee for completing the task.

Mo Sen would not believe that if he returned empty-handed, the engineer would give him a good face.

Lord of time and space...

The difference from his current level is too far. Until now, Mo Sen has not thought about how to face the engineer after completing the task.

He was really not used to putting his fate in other people's hands, but again, he really didn't find a way to check and balance the engineer.

But the most difficult thing for Mawson now is to obtain information.

Fast, efficient and correct.

He is sure to win in the next battle, but how much power he wins may bring a completely different result to Mawson.

And that's what he was thinking about.

boom!
Another loud bang came.

The huge arena was completely silent, which made the sound even more deafening.

"what sound?"

A gladiator asked in a low voice, but Moldova didn't answer, just staring at the iron gate embedded in the wall in the distance.

This gate is 4 meters high and 5 meters wide, but at this time, it gradually changed its shape amidst bouts of louder and louder bangs.

Others have also found this anomaly.

The eyes of several people intertwined, and they all understood the meaning in each other's eyes.

"is it him?"

"What is he doing?"

The morale that had just climbed to the peak, at this time, had inevitably declined.

Finally, after an unknown number of impacts, the wall was overwhelmed, and the heavy iron door was squeezed and deformed, and then, after a loud noise, it fell off the wall.

It hit the ground with a bang.

Bang!Bang bang!

A burly figure like a mountain came out through the iron gate.

"God..."

"Is that human being?"

someone exclaimed.

What appeared in front of everyone was a behemoth with a height of 3 meters. He wore a huge horned helmet on his head, and only a pair of tyrannical eyes were exposed.

He was bare-chested, with inch-long black hair on his dark skin. He was not wearing any armor, and thick iron chains were wrapped around his hands and feet.

Especially a pair of fists, completely wrapped in iron chains, looked like two misshapen steel columns.

Among them, many iron chains on his right hand have been broken and deformed. It is obvious that he just opened the door with a pair of iron fists.

He stood there without speaking, his huge body forming a huge shadow. At this moment, someone had already thought of running away.

"Can we win?"

"He's not a human, he's a devil!"

Despair crept into everyone's heart silently.

"Either kill him or be eaten by him!"

Moldova glanced back at everyone.

His heart sank, because the last time they fought, Achilles was obviously not so tall.

"He'll eat everyone he kills."

"Every!"

"If you don't want to be reduced to food, go all out!"

He clenched the double knives in his hand.

After a long silence, when Achilles appeared on the stage, he instantly ignited the enthusiasm of everyone in the stands.

"Aurelis!"

A loud roar came out of his mouth, and in the noisy arena, the sound unexpectedly reached everyone's ears clearly.

"Everyone, go to death!"

The fists collided, splashing sparks.

Facing the dozen or so gladiators on the opposite side, Achilles took the lead in attacking.

And Mo Sen finally felt a special wave in Achilles that was far more powerful than Maca.

(End of this chapter)