Sword and Magic and Taxi

When the gladiators entered the battlefield, the audience burst into warm cheers. The audience had been aroused by the previous theatrical performances and needed a spectacular, gorgeous and bloody duel to bring the entire event to a climax. Huge shouts resounded through the sky, and the entire arena was shaking under the sound waves, as if it was about to collapse at any time. Ricas looked towards the auditorium with lingering fear. The people above were already airtight. On the seats, aisles and steps, they were rubbing shoulders one after another, pushing each other to get closer to the arena. Even the higher terraces, the places prepared for congressmen and big businessmen, were now full of spectators. They even ignored the danger, lying on the railings and looking down, stretching their necks like tortoises.

Ricas looked at the people on the left and right. On his right side was Butcher, who remained serious and silent, as if the enthusiastic audience and grand scene in front of him could not make his heart beat faster. Likas's own blood was already boiling. He wanted to be the first to rush forward, pick up weapons and join in the fight. But Butcher's calmness also infected him, 'I am a warrior today, not a slave gladiator. ’

Further away are two half-giant fighters. Their well-developed limb muscles and slightly dull eyes are always easy to identify. They are already panting before the game begins. This is not caused by fatigue, but by over-excitement, which causes the heart rate and breathing to rise. A shorter time is called warm-up, and a longer time is called exhaustion.

There is nothing to worry about these two people. As long as you don't provoke them when they come up, they will naturally go to the dwarves further away and not harass Butcher. Although the half-giant is relatively stupid, he is not without brains. He naturally knows how to do things easily first and then things difficult. Butcher seemed like the kind of guy who wasn't easy to mess with, and besides, he had a reputation that everyone knew.

Ricas looked to the left and clearly saw tension and fear in the eyes of the female fighter on the left. By the way, he is also a notorious figure. During the qualifying round, he deliberately did not kill any of his slave opponents, so he left a long list of disabled people with missing arms and legs. This made him cruel and perverted. , frightening reputation. Many gladiators were discussing whether it would be better to be torn alive in Butcher's hands, or to be crippled for life.

Those who are close will move away immediately, and then join the gladiators who are further away to besiege them together. Ricas and Butcher had already analyzed and understood the situation, so they decided on a defensive counterattack strategy. When necessary, you can also pretend that the two of you are at odds with each other to delay the situation.

Because their real target is only one, and that is the Witch King Karak. He was sitting on the west side of the stand. Although it protruded further forward than the surrounding stands, looking up in the bunker, he could still only see a head most of the time. It was too difficult to throw a heartwood spear and hit a high head from a few dozen meters away, and they couldn't expect the Witch King to stand by the stands with most of his body exposed like a target. So the only chance is to climb up to the stepped platform in the center of the arena and climb to a high place. Only in this way can you have a better attack angle and can also shorten the distance.

He reviewed the entire plan again, got the weapon, and together with Butcher, killed the troublesome enemies and climbed up to the high platform. Then Satiri and Cotander will cast spells to destroy the defensive circle of the platform, and they must launch an attack at the same time, throwing the Heartwood Spear into the chest of Witch King Karak.

Hope everything goes well, Ricas prayed.

The Witch King stood up, stretched his arms forward, and a ray of light shot out from his fingertips, hitting the top of the stairs. In the light, eight secret doors opened around the high platform, and round-shelled beetles, poisonous scorpions and salamanders emerged from inside. And with the waving of the Witch King's arm, a flying dragon with wings and a long tail flew out of the room inside the tower, with chains tied to its feet, standing on the top of the high platform. Its neck is as long as a snake, and each tooth is like a dagger. It opens and closes forcefully when roaring, which is very terrifying.

The audience screamed, and then it became as enthusiastic as an erupting volcano. Dragon! Dragon! they shouted, waving their arms to imitate the flapping of a dragon's wings. Ricas also gasped, startled by the huge creature. He turned to look at Butcher, who just snorted and said disdainfully: It only has two legs, it's just a bipedal flying dragon. The difference between it and a dragon is like a mouse and a lion.

Why didn't Taisian say anything about this? Ricas suddenly thought of this detail: Is he planning to betray us?

No matter in which world, nobles are the same. They are vacillating, overwhelmed, and unjust. Taixi'an is a so-called noble. He will naturally forget things, so he ignores such a big detail! On the contrary, I think this is normal. ! How can an adventure be without surprises? What’s the point of following the steps?”

Ricas couldn't fully understand the emotion in Butcher's words, but he looked around and saw that there was no sudden crossbow or spell knocking him down, and the Witch King didn't seem to have any intention of sending the Templars to take them down. , this may prove that Taixi'an did not betray them, right? He patted his cheek hard and said to himself: Ricas, Ricas, what time has it been, can't you concentrate? You are here to fight, not to play games. Whether it is a gladiator or a beast , they will only stretch out their claws to hinder you, and bite you to death with their teeth! Don't want to become a corpse!

Witch King Karak waved his hand for the last time, and his voice echoed over the entire arena with the power of magic: The competition begins!

There was a brief silence in the crowd, but that was probably just an illusion, because a moment later the whole stand was erupting in cheers. The gladiators took the lead and rushed to the high platform in the center of the arena. They first had to grab their handy weapons. But if you focus too much on weapons, you will die quickly, because the battle has already started in advance on the road to the high platform. The half-giant waved his huge fist and hit the opponent beside him hard. A mantis warrior who was caught off guard had his head blown off in mid-air, becoming the first victim of the game.

Rikars waved his sword arm, and all the unarmed people were unwilling to provoke him now, so he and Butcher did not encounter any danger along the way. The two people came to the place where the weapons were piled, but only found a heartwood spear. Butcher turned around and saw that a human gladiator he had never seen before was fighting the enemy with a giant sword, but he used the heartwood spear as a javelin and carried it with him in the strap on his back.

Don't worry, just bring it back when you have the chance. Butcher looked at it and picked up a long sword and a war hammer from the ground. Don't think so much, it's far from time yet!

Yes, let the others fight for a while. The wild beasts and wyverns will prevent them from climbing to the high platform. Likas held the Heart Wood Spear in his left hand and glanced in the direction of the throne: If he keeps standing, I will There’s a chance to hit him here too.”

It's too difficult. Butcher shook his head: And you see, he sat back, with a head the size of a ball. There are more opportunities above the high platform, and Tai Xi'an is right about this.

And we need both Satiri and Cotander to be ready. Ricas used his long sword to deflect a flying axe, keeping in mind the original tactical arrangement, so he still did not attack immediately. He and Butcher were back to back, guarding carefully.

Butcher defends the other direction and seizes the opportunity to pick up the weapons on the ground and throw them. This is currently the safest and most effective method. He glanced at the two heartwood spears out of the corner of his eye, and Zhao Mai's strange behavior not long ago came to mind. Then why did the boy make a fake spear? And then he is sure that Likas will get the real spear?