I take the witch with me to conquer the world

The one-month vacation passed quickly, and the task of guarding the world appeared again. The warm sunshine in the morning shone on the two people who were ready to go. Before the star gate, Lewan shook Fang Sheng's hand tightly, and then took the lead to step into the star gate, with Fang Sheng following closely behind.

After entering the star gate, the familiar dizziness came. When the dizziness disappeared, Fang Sheng saw a dim scene, and then heart-wrenching pain surged through his body.

Facing the sudden bone-piercing pain, Fang Sheng instantly suppressed the physical impulse in his heart to shout and endured the pain silently. At the same time, he looked around the surrounding environment, trying to initially confirm his position.

After the pain subsided, Fang Sheng realized that his hands and feet were imprisoned by heavy cold shackles. In addition to the handcuffs and leg shackles, he could also feel a collar around his neck and a mouth cage on his mouth!

Have I become a prisoner? Looking at the very small and dark room with a bed behind it, Fang Sheng thought about it, sat back on the bed and began to recall his memories.

Without spending too much time, he withdrew from the past memories, with depression written all over his face.

From the memory, we can know that he also appeared here indistinctly. When he woke up, he appeared in the underground cage of this arena and became a gladiator. The space ring on his hand was also taken away, and he had to fight to the death with Warcraft or other gladiators every two days. In just seven days, he had killed four gladiators.

What an unlucky thing... Why did I appear in the arena of the city under the rule of the Stur Empire? Fang Sheng looked distressed. You must know that all his belongings are in the space ring, even the newly acquired two-handed giant sword and jet black heavy armor are inside the armor. But it would be okay if that was all. He could rely on his newly acquired blood shaping and killing skills to kill each other with one sword.

But now he is seriously lacking in physical strength, and he still has very serious internal injuries that he did not know when. At the same time, the shackles on the body are also specially designed for extraordinary people like them, especially the collar on the neck. This is actually a magic prop! As long as they feel that the magic power on their body exceeds a threshold, they will instantly release spikes that can pierce the skin of the extraordinary person, killing them.

How to play this almost devastating start? Fang Sheng felt helpless and summoned the virtual blue screen, preparing to take a look at his main mission first. Anyway, he has no way to escape now, so why not see if the main mission can provide some ideas first.

Main mission: Escape. The glorious knight has become a bloody fighter. His proud heart does not allow him to stay in this dirty underground cage for a long time. Please use your brain, Mr. Holy Knight, to escape from the arena and Klaklan!

Okay, okay, this main mission is no different from what I didn’t mention! Fang Shengjun's face twisted, and an unknown fire rose up, urging him to use his blood energy to construct a murderous weapon and cut through the seemingly indestructible but actually vulnerable metal fence at the door!

The impulse in his heart became more and more intense. Fang Sheng held his right hand empty, his eyes were red, and he was about to construct a murder weapon. However, his expression suddenly became clear, and his reddish eyes gradually withdrew and returned to their original appearance.

Sitting on the tattered bed, Fang Sheng forced himself to take a deep breath to help him calm down quickly. After a while, Fang Sheng slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, his expression was a little complicated, and he thought to himself.

The temptation of the devil? No...no, it should just be because of the arena. Damn it, are all the people in the Stur Empire a bunch of pig-brained people? ! He actually allowed the great demon to observe the arena! Smelling the extremely rich smell of blood in the air, Fang Sheng cursed in his heart.

It was hard for him to imagine how the gladiators who had been imprisoned in underground cages for a long time in such a harsh environment and could only be exposed to fighting would be corrupted by the demon!

No wonder the room smells bad, the environment is bad, the sanitary conditions are extremely poor, and germs are easily produced. Unexpectedly, I didn't smell any stench of corruption or ferocious germs. It turned out to be because the arena was already filled with the massacre of the great demon.

Fang Sheng looked a little ugly. He had a clear idea of ​​the bad situation in the St Empire Arena from the information. But seeing is better than seeing. This arena is already filled with this almost real bloody atmosphere. Those war lunatics haven't dealt with the arena yet. They really don't want their lives!

At the same time, Fang Sheng also recalled the living conditions of the gladiators, and the look on his face became even more ugly. Gladiators like them can only eat one meal a day, and the food in this meal is so small that it may not even be enough to feed a teenager! The purpose is to prevent them from maintaining too much physical strength on weekdays, just to hang on to their lives.

And when it's time to fight, the arena will prepare food an hour in advance. Compared with the previous food, it is very rich but can still fill the stomach. It is used for duelists to recover their physical strength to cope with the fight, so as to have a more exciting fight. When the fight is over, the winner will receive a meal as a reward.

At the same time, if a gladiator is injured in battle, the gladiator will not treat it, unless it is a very valuable guy, otherwise the official of the gladiatorial field will not use expensive ointments on their group of inferior gladiators.

After the recollection ended, Fang Sheng exhaled. If this was the case, then he couldn't understand why the devil's aura could be so strong. But this is normal. After all, this is in line with my impression of the barbaric and dark Middle Ages. In the previous Aram Empire, everyone was harmonious and friendly to others, but they were more like aliens.

"Roland Julian, come out to eat and prepare to fight." A frivolous voice sounded, and Fang Sheng looked up and saw a young man in armor looking at him, his eyes full of contempt for him as a gladiator.

He stood up in silence and came to the metal fence. Fang Sheng watched calmly as the young man opened the door of the metal fence for him. The young man looked at Fang Sheng's bloodshot black eyes. He couldn't help but hesitate in his hand movements and cursed in a low voice. Said: "Just a controlled jackal, so arrogant!"

Jackal is the nickname of the Extraordinary One in the Stur Empire. They believe in the God of War, which symbolizes force. The God of War also symbolizes the wolf, so the Stur Empire highly respects wolves, and extraordinary people are naturally called jackals or jackals, which means majestic beasts driven by the God of War.

Fang Sheng naturally heard what the young man said, but he did not speak. He just followed the young man calmly to the dining place.