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Chapter 207 Ma Zhuo's Acquaintance

After Dasa ended his battle with Kekosus, he resumed his gladiatorial journey in the Theater of Sorrows, and he also got acquainted with various characters in Maldraxxus, some of whom he thought were interesting characters.

"It's been a while, I thought you had gone back to your fortress?"

A woman in an alchemy pharmacist's robe, who was fiddling with a box of herbal raw materials in front of her, looked at Dasa who walked in with a smile on her face.

"Is the development of your new medicine going well, Stradama.

Dasa walked into the other party's alchemy potion hut carelessly, and sat on the wooden chair opposite her.

"It's not that easy. Developing a new medicine is not something you can understand by pouring a bunch of messy things into a big vat and stirring them with a mallet."

While talking, Stradama took down a silver jug ​​that was still exuding icy cold from the alchemy test bench behind him, took another cup and handed it to Dasa, and poured a cup of silver pot for him with his own hands. drinks.

"what is this?"

Daza looked at the caramel-colored, bubbling and cold drink in front of him, and looked at Stradama.

"As you can see, it's just a drink, what else could it be?"

Stradama's smile became more obvious, and she seemed to be encouraging Dasa to drink down her glass of drink.

"Uh, uh, uh?!"

Dasa didn't think too much, he picked up the iced drink and drank it.

This taste is indeed very unique, similar to the taste of some cough syrup in his memory, but with these bubbles, he feels that the taste is like cola.

This is the taste that he hasn't had in a long time, and he really misses it too much.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Stradama looked at Dasa's appearance of being lost in memory, and asked quickly.

"Oh, I'm fine. It's just that this drink of yours reminds me of the ones I drank when I was alive."

Daza waved his hand, and at the same time he drank the glass of iced soda in one gulp, and hiccupped because of the gas.

Ha ~ comfortable!

"Ah, it's fine if you like it. Please give me some advice. You should have learned a lot as the emperor of a great empire during your lifetime."

Stradama looked at Daza and asked.

"Sweet, too heavy."

Dasa thought about it, and felt that the sweetness of this drink was too strong.

"Huh? It seems that you really don't understand pharmacy. Sweetness is a feeling that can stimulate the spirit very well. You think it's too sweet?!"

Stradama could not understand Dasa's peculiar taste.

At this moment, Kaikosus and Akalek also walked into the small alchemy potion room.

"I heard the two of you arguing on the street. What are you arguing about?"

Kekosus looked at Dasa, obviously he already believed that the quarrel between the two was caused by Daza.

"Just in time, you two are here. Try this drink, the weird guy Dasa says it's too sweet."

Stradama took out two more cups from the alchemy test bench behind him, poured a cup for each of Kaikosus and Akalek, and pushed them to them.

Caikosus and Akalek looked at each other, they were hesitating whether they should drink the drink provided by the pharmacist, they hesitated again and again, they still picked up the cold cup, and took a sip a mouthful.

Sweet, this is their first feeling after drinking this drink.

Then a strong and fresh herbal fragrance exploded between the nasal cavity and mouth.

At the same time, it is accompanied by the slight tingling feeling of the bubble explosion in the mouth.

A very unique drink indeed.

"Uh, I think it's really a bit sweet."

Caikosus never lied, and he did feel that the sweetness at the beginning was a little too much.

"Your tongue is like that guy from Daza! Akalek, what do you think?"

Stradama put his hands on his hips a little dissatisfied.

"Well, not bad."

Akalek expressed his feelings flatly, and he always did this, no matter when he faced anything.

"Well, well, you still have some vision. Looking back, you can get those potions and poisons you want from me at any time. There is no limit."

Stradama laughed happily after hearing Akalek's words.

Akalek's eyes lit up when he heard the other party say that, but his expression still didn't change in any way, he just nodded.

Dasa looked at Akalek with a strange expression.

This guy, wouldn't he say such things against his will just to provide unlimited alchemy potions for the other party? After all, Stradama's level of alchemy potions ranks at the top in the entire Maldraxxus exist.

He had never thought that this seemingly ordinary alchemist would actually be a famous great pharmacist in the entire Maldraxxus, let alone that this girl would be one of the five secret courtyards in the future. The Marquis of the Withered House.

Ah, speaking of it.

The guys next to me right now might be the two Marquises from the Academy of Soul Selection and the Academy of Sharp Eyes in the future.

Dasa glanced at Caikosus and Akalek beside him from the corner of his eye.

It's just a pity that the fate of these three people is not very good.

Thinking of this, Dasa took the initiative to pour himself a cup of drink from the silver jug, and drank it down in one gulp.

Phew ~ comfortable!

Don't care about so much shit!Anyway, I don’t know how long it will be until that time, so let nature take its course!
At worst, when the time comes, he will come and help these unlucky guys.

Thinking of this, Dasa's eyes became sharper.

If you want to do this, you must have enough strength to confront Zovall head-on!

"Hey, Dasa. Don't you think my drink is too sweet?! Then don't drink it!"

Stradama looked at Dasa who poured him three cups in a row, and taunted him.

"Hi'er, it's too sweet to be sweet, but it's still drinkable after all."

Dasa put down the cup in his hand, hiccupped, and looked at him with a smile on his face.

"You bastard! Hey! Kekosus, next time you confront him, teach him a lesson for me! I will provide you with a batch of booster potions!"

Stradama frowned, and turned to look at Kekosus.

"Okay! No problem."

After hearing this, Caikosus smiled generously, and then thumped his chest with his fist.

"What a waste of you, Stradama."

Dasa chuckled lightly after hearing this.

"I don't care! By the way, when are you going to return the book you borrowed from me last time?"

Stradama supported his upper body with one hand, pressed against the table and looked at Dasa.

"Oh, yes. Here, here are the books I borrowed from you. Return them. May I borrow some more from you?"

After being reminded by Stradama, Dasa suddenly remembered what he was doing here. He came to return the books.

"You, are you going to study pharmacy? What do you think?"

Stradama took a cloth bag from Dasa, which contained the basic books on herbal medicine that Dasa had borrowed from her.

The other party kept his books very well, and it could be seen that the seemingly carefree soldier in front of him was also a book lover.

"I do have some thoughts on this, so can you lend me a few more copies?"

Dasa nodded, he did intend to continue studying.

After coming to the Shadow Realm, after confirming that there is no concept of time here, he began to learn a lot of knowledge, among which there may be many things that outsiders seem to have no need to learn.

When he was promoted to the fortress, he met some eredar people who had lived in Argus from among those kyrians. Dasa learned their language, eredan, from these kyrians.

Because he has some interest in smelting, and has had in-depth communication and learning with the blacksmiths among Grian and the deacons.

"Unexpectedly, you are actually interested in these things. Well, from this point of view, you are indeed not a soul suitable for Maldraxxus. Then, I will recommend these books to you. Take it and have a look."

As Stradama spoke, he made a book list for Daza, and planned to take him to pick up the books later.

The four of them chatted for a while, and during this period, other guys came from this small room to receive the relevant quota of potions from Stradama.

There were also people who came to give her the raw materials of the medicine.

After everyone left, Daza went to rest in his small room near the Theater of Sorrows, and his gladiatorial match was about to start again.

Because of the tie with Caikosus, his schedule to enter the arena championship was lengthened, so he could only prepare as much as possible.

The Theater of Sadness, it is always so lively and full of voices.

The battles between gladiators on the field can always inspire the most primitive excitement.

"Are you ready? Be careful, this time it's a scuffle."

Kykosus, who had just finished his duel, took off his battered armor and explained to Dasa.

"No problem, you can persevere, I'm sure it's okay."

Dasa put the battle helmet on his head as he spoke, holding a round shield in his left hand, and the Kryon-made sword and spear in his right hand, and stepped onto the arena.

Walking out of the dark passage, surrounded by participants who also just walked out of the passage, it is really strange.

Abominations, Skeleton Warriors, Mystics, Necromancers, Assassins, and warriors of unknown races.

A total of 24 bits.

This can really be regarded as a melee.

"Come on, the fun has begun."

Daza muttered, reaching out and putting down the visor of his helmet.

In the commentary booth, the passionate commentator has already started to mobilize the emotions of the audience with his passionate voice. His voice even overwhelmed the voice of the referee at the start of the game.

As the gladiatorial fight began, the 24 gladiators present all headed towards the flag planted in the center of the arena.

Whoever can capture the flag within the specified time will win the game.

Daza was not so impulsive, he rushed to capture the flag at the beginning, he was making himself uncomfortable, since it was the rules of the game, he would choose to take the last shot.

Because, he is confident that he can overthrow this group of bastards.

There were not many contestants who had the same idea as him, and these battle veterans were all vigilantly watching the movements of every enemy around them.

This ensures that you make the choice that is in your best interest.

A skeleton warrior moved the fastest and captured the flag immediately, but before he left the central area, a frost arrow hit his hip bone.

Then Roshan Abomination dragged his huge body and pressed it up, smashing the unlucky guy into pieces all over the ground with a bang with his heavy fists.

When the Abomination grabbed the flagpole with its deformed big hand, the three warriors went towards him, the sharp blades in their hands cut his big hand, and the four fought into a ball on the spot.Just as the battle was heating up, a frost nova erupted from the area where the abomination was standing.

Together with the hatred itself, the three soldiers and two assassins around him were frozen together.

Then a skeleton structure suddenly appeared, hammering the frozen guys into ice slag.

Daza was always wandering on the edge, he had already killed five guys who had the same idea as him, including assassins, warriors, and a lich.

The shield hits the hand, the sword spear stabs.

A simple combo can kill an enemy in an instant.

"It's really a white-hot central area. However, there are still too many miscellaneous things. Wait a minute."

The sword and gun in Dasa's hand had just cut off the head of a skeleton warrior, and he glanced at the battle situation in the central area in the gap.

Since the start of the gladiatorial match, nearly half of the contestants have been eliminated, but in Dasa's view, isn't there still half of them?
The reduction in the number of gladiators did not make the battle between the two sides easier, on the contrary it became more bloody.

Daza also finally faced this opponent who could finally capture the flag, and the opponent seemed to have formed an alliance.

"Four? It doesn't matter, let me quickly end this boring gladiatorial match.

Dasa danced a gun flower while talking, and pointed to the opposite side.

The warrior among the four rushed towards Dasa first, while the other assassin lost track.Dasati shield charged, allowing the opponent's blow to slash on his shield, but the opponent was hit in the head by the round shield in his hand, and fell into a brief dizziness.

But Dasa didn't immediately cut off the opponent's head with his sword and spear, but instead stabbed back like a carbine, piercing through the assassin who was trying to backstab him.

"I've seen you a long time ago, chop suey."

Daza said and threw the opponent's body at the two liches who were still casting spells, interrupting their spellcasting, and at the same time shot back and chopped off the dizzy soldier's head.

After doing all this, he rushed towards the two liches again, and the opponent's huge structure protected them in front of the two liches. Seeing this, Dasa shook the sword and spear in his hand, and threw it towards each other with all his strength.

One blow pierced through the core of the structure, and the lich hiding behind it was also firmly nailed to the battlefield by this shot.

boom!
Dasa with his hands on the shield was like a train, a charge knocked another Lich into pieces, just like those skeleton warriors.

"Chop suey, just chop suey."

Daza walked up to the last lich who was nailed to the ground by him, stretched out his hand and forcibly tore off the other's head and spine, and finally pulled out the sword and spear.

In this game, without any suspense, Dasa won.

He is one step closer to being the champion of the Theater of Sadness.

　PS: Posted late, because it is written now.The reason for gastroenteritis is no longer on file.Also, I saw that book friend’s message ┗|｀O′|┛嗤~~ Do you still think my enteritis is not serious enough? !Okay, I'll fly to find you to play!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)