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Chapter 1479 Spartacus
After the two-axe warrior got to the end, someone soon came up and dragged his body down.

Although the corpse was dragged away, a pool of blood was still left in the sand of the venue. The red blood seeped into the sand, like a splash of red paint on a canvas.

The fighting in the arena was still going on, the victorious fishnet warrior in the first group retreated, and a hammer warrior and a single sword warrior appeared on the new stage.

The battle between the two was not as exciting as the previous group. The Hammer warrior was tall and fierce, and Hammer was always running for his life. On the contrary, the single-sword warrior was very scared and kept dodging without daring to fight. Fight back, still crying.

Such a move immediately aroused boos from the audience on the sidelines. What everyone loves to watch is the fierce fight between the two, but what they hate most is this kind of boring game.

Not surprisingly, the single-sword warrior was quickly beaten to death by the hammer warrior, and his death didn't even bring any sympathy from the audience. Only the dissatisfied voices sounded in the arena. Tickets are not here to watch this kind of boring game.

Fang Fang looked at all this coldly. He told himself that he was just an outsider and there was no need to get involved in these matters. many things.

The competition in the arena was still going on, and the equation was really not interesting to read any more. He turned his head to look at the stands due east, and just in time saw Dekia coming to Tiberius' side, bowing her head and whispering in his ear. What, it must be something entrusted by the equation.

While watching the game off the field, Tiberius nodded repeatedly, wondering if he had listened to what Dekia said.

The following matches went on one after another, and Equation didn't know how long the match would last. At this time, De Chia in the stands came to him.

"You don't seem to like the scene."

"Oh?"

"I sat on it and watched you all the time, and found that you don't care about the things in the ring, and you don't have any expression when you see them fighting."

"I'm used to watching it, and I can't stand this kind of scene where people are treated like animals."

Dekia said in surprise: "Aren't they just slaves?"

The equation suddenly became clear. Although O'Herley is not a slavery country, slaves still exist. To those landlords, wealthy businessmen, and nobles in their country, slaves are no different from domestic animals. Watch them fight in the arena Just like watching cockfights, dogfights, and bullfights, this is a problem of the social system, and it cannot be changed by an outsider with a sentence or two.

"Where do these slaves come from?"

"Our army is invincible, they continue to occupy other cities and countries on this continent, and those prisoners of war are sent to O'Herre and become slaves."

"What kind of slave will be sent to August?"

"Usually, captured prisoners of war are sent to slave markets in various cities, where they are traded. Only the best slaves will be sent to August."

"What kind of slave is considered superior?"

"It's either a very strong man or a very beautiful woman, why do you suddenly ask so many questions?" Dekia looked at the equation suspiciously.

"Nothing, just ask."

Fang Fang waved his hand, but he was thinking in his heart, according to what De Chia said, Cynthia was considered a very beautiful woman, so she must have been sent to August because of this.

Dekia said again: "Do you know what will happen to those beautiful women after they are sent to August?"

Equation asked, "What result?"

"Either they are bought by rich people and become domestic servants; or they are bought by brothel owners and become prostitutes."

"what!"

Fang Fang couldn't help shouting angrily. If Cynthia just became a domestic servant, it would be acceptable. If those blind Ohre people dared to sell her into a brothel, he must use the power of Nile and all nations to push her down. O'Herre, wipe this country off this continent.

Dekia was overwhelmed by the anger shown by Fang, and at that moment she felt that Fang was not an ordinary person, because this kind of temperament was never seen in Tiberius.

Fang Fang stared at De Chia coldly, "Why did you suddenly tell me this?"

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Dai Chia's forehead, "No, it's nothing, I just mentioned it in passing."

"By the way? Why do I think you did it on purpose?"

"I absolutely did not mean that."

At this time, another fight in the arena ended, and then the whole venue boiled up, and all the audience stood up and cheered.

Fang Fang looked at De Chia suspiciously, "What's going on?"

De Chia said: "This is the last match of today's gladiatorial competition, and it is also the climax."

After finishing speaking, I saw nine slave fighters walking into the arena. These slave fighters held all kinds of weapons in their hands. Everyone's face was full of excitement. They had been trained by the slave master to be used for fighting. The fighters are not afraid of dying in battle at all, they only hope to win the final victory in such a game, because in this way they can go to Auguste with Sir Tiberius.

August is the royal capital that all Ohre people yearn for. There is the most magnificent arena in this country, and it is the life of these gladiators to be able to perform a gladiatorial fight in front of the audience of the entire royal capital. dream.

These nine fighters were all winners in previous matches, and what follows will be the most tragic fight.

Dekia's face was very excited, and she couldn't help but want to have a glimpse.

The equation doesn't matter, this is a game that has nothing to do with him, and he doesn't care who wins or loses.

At the start of the match, the nine fighters began to fight in the arena. This was a battle without allies. Each of the nine fighters wanted to kill all the enemies, and at the same time, they had to prevent themselves from being killed by others.

Amidst the climax of the audience's shouts, slaves fell one after another, and the remaining slaves were still fighting bloody battles.

One of them caught the attention of Equation. That person held a two-handed sword and his swordsmanship was very powerful, but he didn't seem to have any fighting spirit, and there was no fierce light in his eyes. He kept fighting outside the battlefield, and he didn't seem to want to join this battle Pointless fighting.

"This slave is very special." Fang Fang pointed to the slave with two swords and said.

"You said him, he is quite famous, called Spartacus." De Chia said, "He has never been defeated since he debuted in the arena, and he is a very famous gladiator in the whole Praia. .”

(End of this chapter)