Uchiha of another world

Chapter 1. Live on, Pinellia ternata

"Welcome to the Arena of Death"

In the city of Corolla, where competition is popular, this is the Camorra Arena. It surrounds a deep pit-style arena and is filled with gorgeously dressed people. There are fat men, businessmen with mustaches, and people with arms. A nobleman who wears scantily clad women.

On a podium, a man in a formal dress kicked off the event by roaring excitedly.

"Please enjoy this feast of blood. Please treat our poor first slave today, Ban~Xia~~~"

Accompanied by cheers and high whistles, the iron gate of the arena below was lifted.

"Ding dong~~Ding dong~~"

A foot wearing a thick black cold chain stepped into the arena, and with the jingling of the chains, a thin and dark boy with short hair entered the arena.

At this moment, the people in the auditorium above the arena became excited again, and the cheers obviously reached a higher level.

Slave Banxia, ​​he looked coldly at these people on the stage.

He didn't know any of these people, and he had never seen any of them.

But today, Pinellia ternata can be clearly felt.

They all wish they were dead.

Banxia has no fear or fear.

He had already experienced all this three years ago.

That year, his hometown Kaka Village was a village that lived in poverty but was still happy.Overnight, he saw everything immersed in destruction.

The old, weak, sick and disabled in the village all died in the fire, including his parents, young men and women, who were all sold into slavery.

Including himself.

For three years, they were dragged through lifeless training every day. Some died of exhaustion in training, and some died in the arena.

Every night, the most repeated sentence by the folks in Kaka Village is,

"Live."

However, as of now, he is the only surviving man in Kaka Village.

But the day finally came.

The staff unlocked the shackles at his feet, left the arena, closed the door, and then a dagger fell from the top of the arena and was inserted into the ground in front of him.

This is his only weapon to survive.

After living here for three years, he didn't know who his opponent was, he had never heard anyone mention it, and he had no way to find out about it.

But today, he doesn't need to know who his opponent is or what he has experienced. All he can do is kill the opponent without leaving any room.

All in order to survive.

For this moment, he transformed from an ordinary villager to a warrior in three years.

At this moment, the opponent is behind the iron gate on the opposite side.

Boom~~~

Suddenly a huge sound suddenly sounded in the arena, as harsh as a bell.It was something huge, and the sound of hitting steel even caused the ground to tremble.

For a moment, all the spectators in the arena fell silent. Many people stood up and looked towards the tightly closed iron door.

Boom~~~

The loud noise sounded again, and Banxia's eyes widened. He could now tell that the sound came from behind the iron door on the opposite side.

Behind that iron gate, what could make such a big noise?

Boom~~~

This time the loud noise was twice as loud as the previous two, shaking the ground of the arena with dust flying, and the iron door seemed to have been hit by something, and a large piece of it had bulged out.

The audience in the arena was dumbfounded, and many people could not help but swallow their saliva.

Banxia seemed to have thought of something. She stood there in disbelief for a moment, and her brain stopped thinking for a moment.

Boom~~~

This time, the iron door was directly knocked away, and a cloud of dust erupted. The iron door was like a kite with a broken string, flying and spinning under the scorching sun, and then hit the ground heavily.

The object at the door was obscured by a cloud of dust, making it impossible to see its true appearance.

"Ow~~~"

There was a loud roar, and a gust of fishy wind came, scattering the dust and revealing what was inside.

It was a huge ferocious beast two meters high and six meters long. Its huge body was like a beast-shaped siege vehicle.

The explosive muscles of the limbs, the massive body, and the black scales all over his body shone with a hard texture in the sunlight, all of which brought an extremely powerful impact to people's vision.

"Warcraft~~~"

A fat nobleman blurted out in shock.

Warcraft is synonymous with mania, killing, and a symbol of blood.

The vast majority of people in the city have never even seen a monster in their lives.

"That's right, this is a monster that will be annihilated even if a fully-armed hundred-man army faces it, the black-armored leopard. It has scales that cannot be penetrated by swords, has unparalleled strength, and is as gentle as the wind. With its speed, its sharp claws can tear into pieces any enemy in front of it, even a steel sword, it can easily tear into pieces. It is a killing machine."

On the podium, the man in formal attire once again explained passionately.

"Okay everyone, now enjoy enjoying this feast of killing~~"

As the man in the dress finished speaking, a high-pitched cheer of excitement sounded again, like a wave, each one getting louder and louder.

In the arena, Banxia looked helplessly at the black-armored leopard and listened to the explanation word for word.

Warcraft, to Banxia, ​​is a creature in the story, an invincible existence.

At this moment, Banxia never thought that the opponent he would face would actually be a monster.

Is this possible to win?

Recalling the hopeful eyes of the villagers after each training session, survival seemed to be a luxury.

Banxia looked up at the audience, and everyone showed expressions of eagerness, excitement, and enjoyment.

It seemed as if everyone present did not want him to live.

No one wants him to live.

He was so lonely at this moment.

In his dream, he had seen this kind of loneliness.

For ten years, Banxia had a recurring dream. In that dream, there was a man in red armor, sitting on the top of a mountain with his back to him, looking at a bloody full moon.

That back figure gave him an inexplicable feeling that he had never understood before.

But now he seems to understand some of it.

It was the loneliness of being abandoned by the whole world.

No one expected him to live alone.

"Ah~~~~~~~~~"

A long roar tore through the sky.

This is not the roar of a monster.

As soon as the Warcraft appeared, it looked up at the audience, as if it had wisdom and wanted to remember everyone present.

The one who roared was Banxia. Her thin body seemed to have used all her strength to raise her head and roar.

After that, he took a deep breath, held the dagger in his left hand, leaned forward, and shot the black-armored tiger with sharp eyes like a knife.

So what if the whole world doesn't want him to live?

Even if God wants his life, he dares to sacrifice his life to God.

As long as you can survive.

God blocks and kills God.

It's not that he's stupid, it's just that he can only die if he doesn't resist.