Simulating the Universe, Starting with Speedrunning Greece

They feel stable...

Although they are so far away, no one can tell how strong a person is just by looking at him, unless his presence is so huge that even the world cannot contain it.

However, whether a person is strong or not still follows basic laws. Usually, the thicker and larger the muscles of a warrior, the more terrifying his strength is.

However, compared to many of the big muscular men they had seen, Spartacus even looked a little "thin".

"Kill him!! Storm King!"

"I used my entire fortune to buy your victory. Tear this man to pieces, you beast!"

"Hahaha, twelfth consecutive victory. When the Storm King tears the man in front of me into pieces, my savings will double again!"

Countless people in the audience shouted excitedly.

In a special VIP room, Crassus was introducing his trump card to Marius - Spartacus.

This was his first and last battle after selling Spartacus.

Although Spartacus had shown amazing fighting power before, it was because Thrasus had specifically ordered him to fight another slave of his as a test of his strength, and no one else was present at the time.

Therefore, Spartacus's combat power has never been known to outsiders.

This time, letting Spartacus appear and put an end to that beast, the Storm King, will just make back the money of the gamblers in the audience.

If Pompey could set up the gambling game, then Crassus, as the host, could certainly do it too.

But Crassus's money is not so easy to earn. He lets you have a taste of the sweetness first, and then when you are desperate and crazy enough to continue to bet everything on the Storm King who has made enough money for you...

Let the unpopular Spartacus go up and kill the Storm King. No matter how much money you make from the casino, you will lose all your money and spit it out even more.

This battle would not only allow Spartacus to make the last money for himself, but also demonstrate his military power to Lord Marius, which was a two-birds-with-one-stone advantage.

At this time, Marius was in the VIP room and saw the true appearance of Spartacus. He was a little disappointed because the other party did not look as fierce and powerful as he had imagined.

As if he had read Marius's mind, Crassus said: "Don't worry. If you continue reading, you will know the true power of Spartacus!

Honestly, if I were to trade it with someone else, I would be reluctant to sell it.”

“Then let us wait and see.

I also believe in Mr. Crassus's vision." Marius said calmly.

Honestly speaking, compared to Ye, a man with a sharp edge who could be seen as extraordinary at first glance, the Spartacus in front of him was too ordinary.

It’s not that he isn’t strong, but it depends on who he’s compared with.

Just when Marius was ready to be disappointed, the next moment!

Bang~! !

When the sound of rattling chains was heard and Spartacus stepped completely into the arena and exposed to the sun, everyone in the audience suddenly stopped.

They saw the layers of chains that bound Spartacus.

“That…that is—

What?! "People were shocked.

chain?!

That light looked like it could easily restrain even a lion. The heavy chains that made it unable to move were wrapped around its body layer by layer, and finally it looked like it was wearing a layer of iron armor, shining brightly in the sun.

Before it came out completely, people couldn't see it clearly and thought it was leather armor, clothes or something like that.

Now I realize what an exaggerated look this is.

The crowd suddenly exploded.

It looks heavy, and with all this, are you here to fight?!

Fuck! What a monster!

An ordinary person wouldn't be able to walk with just this.

However, the other party was still able to move around easily and freely as if he was nothing.

At this time, Spartacus looked coldly across the field at his opponent - a powerful brown bear.

Its size was four or five times that of an ordinary brown bear, but this degree of mutation, although rare in Rome which had not yet completely broken away from the mythological era, was not something Spartacus had not seen before.

He has hunted even more powerful beasts in the past.

He was thinking about how much strength he should reveal later - to ensure that he would not further fear the slave owners and hide his true strength, while also allowing the slave owners to see his value and keep him in this arena.

He needed time - to familiarize himself with the terrain here, and then escape from Rome with the countless Thracian compatriots who were sent to the Colosseum with him.

For this reason, this is the real purpose hidden here as to why Spartacus is so well-behaved.

A free fighter would naturally not allow himself to be enslaved by others. If he was the only one who wanted to escape, he would have torn off the chains and left long ago.

But when he has concerns and wants to save someone, an invisible shackle is put on him.

Among all the people present at this moment, Ye was probably the only one who could guess what Spartacus wanted to do.

At this moment - when Gnaeus Pompey in the audience was so angry that he could eat shit, he knew that he had probably really lost. Now even a normal person could see that Spartacus was not simple.

Crassus——!!!

At this time, Gnaeus Pompey completely hated the mastermind behind the Colosseum. He even thought that this was probably a conspiracy between Crassus and Listavi to set him up.

The opponent had known this for a long time and sent out this monster specifically to end the Storm King's winning streak.

Roar! !

At this moment, the Storm King roared, and the beast's intuition became even sharper. It also sensed the danger of Spartacus, which was completely different from the prey it had torn apart before. It even felt a faint sense of oppression that wanted to devour him.

Faced with such a powerful force, the Storm King's savagery not only made him not retreat, but he took the initiative to attack.

When the Storm King suddenly galloped, he rushed towards his enemies like a huge chariot.

Countless exclamations suddenly rang out from the platform——!!

The gamblers who were originally worried that the Storm King would meet his match suddenly became excited and shouted, "Go! Go! Storm King!"

“That’s it, that’s right—there’s nothing to be afraid of!

It's just a showpiece. How can a person fight with that on? Go and tear his neck apart, my little cutie!!"

Ohhhhhh——!!!

The field was heated again for a moment, but the next moment, Wow!

Bang! Just a moment ago, someone shouted that Spartacus couldn't continue fighting in that situation, and the next moment!

A chain dragging on the ground was lashed out suddenly as Spartacus swung his arm. The horrifying lashing sound that broke through the atmosphere at the speed of sound instantly resounded throughout the entire arena.

what? !

Chapter 164 Night: Not interested, or... don’t want to?

Bang! A swift blow hit the Storm King on the head, instantly tearing his skin and flesh.

Spartacus, who could easily crush rocks, dealt a heavy blow to the mutated beast, the Storm King.

Those who were cheering for the Storm King suddenly stopped.

The subsequent fighting was beyond people's imagination.

When the Storm King was knocked down by a blow, Spartacus let out a war cry. The angry roar made the Storm King tremble all over. His body slowly knelt on the ground. When Spartacus began to fight - the Storm King sensed the breath of his body and finally realized what a terrible and unfathomable enemy he was facing.

The beast's instinct for survival, and when faced with a monster that was far beyond its own life level and far beyond what it could handle, it instinctively retracted its hideous and ferocious side and became extremely docile.

Just one blow and one roar were enough to bring the mighty Storm King to his knees.

The people in the audience were stunned. The reality was even more magical than the myth. They could hardly believe that the scene before their eyes was real.

Just when people were in a trance...

When Spartacus saw that his opponent had surrendered, he did not scold his opponent, but looked coldly at the person in charge on the podium.

He had no intention of continuing to attack his opponent who had already lost the will to fight.

Those who don't even have the courage to attack have no right to die in his hands. He will only kill the truly strong and the brutal archons who bully the weak.

However, the person in charge on the platform shouted sternly: "Kill him! Spartacus! Only one of you can walk out of this competition stage alive!"

it's over--!

Seeing this, Marius in the VIP room was already extremely satisfied. He stood up and left, and asked Crassus to hurry and deliver the person to him.

He likes this slave warrior very much!

The beast, the Storm King, who had killed ten consecutive Spartan warriors, bowed his head with his might alone. He was wearing heavy iron chains but could swing them to deliver a terrifying blow that could tear rocks apart...

He believed that the man could hold the stone pillar as a weapon.

What Marius didn't know was that because he left too early, he missed the following scene.

At this time, Crassus stood up and began to see Marius off, leaving the scene together.

Off the field, Spartacus frowned and turned to look back at the Storm King who had sworn submission.

Countless gamblers who were driven crazy because they were about to lose their bets now blamed the Storm King's lack of fighting power for losing their money. They began to curse wildly and told Spartacus to hurry up -!

"Kill that damn beast!"

"Who allowed it to surrender? Who allowed it to bow its head?!"

Although at first people were somewhat shocked and astonished to see the powerful beast surrender to a human with just one blow and one roar, when they thought about how much money they had lost because of it, they no longer cared about whether it was an epic scene or not.

Someone yelled at the Storm King to stand up and continue fighting.

Some people also asked Spartacus to kill this useless beast quickly.

However, Spartacus's heart, which was extremely kind compared to his exaggerated appearance, was a little hesitant at this moment.

He wanted to do things according to his own heart, but he also didn't want to violate the rules here. Now he had to continue lurking in the arena and it was not time for him to leave.

His compatriots are still waiting for him to save them...

And just when Spartacus was hesitating, this man who was not afraid of even the most dangerous things in the world, actually had a heart as gentle as a tiger sniffing a rose.

Time passed by little by little, and just when the people in the audience were getting impatient and the shouting and cursing became louder and louder.

Suddenly, an invisible force swept down from the audience seats, and the Storm King seemed to be stimulated by something. He suddenly showed a look of fear. He was originally even more afraid of Sparkdales' power.

It was like being at the bottom of the food chain and seeing the crazy scene at the top of the food chain.

The Storm King was frightened. He roared suddenly, got up and rushed forward.

Spartacus, who was not far in front of him, did not dare to slack off in the face of the mad and rampaging beast. He subconsciously roared and swung his fist. The fist made of steel smashed like an iron fist on the forehead of the Storm King that he had pulled away before.

The next moment, bang!

Like a watermelon exploding, the Storm King's brain and the front half of his body suddenly shattered, leaving only a huge lower body falling to the ground with a bang!

When the dull sound of falling to the ground was heard...

The people on the platform were also stunned, and then they screamed. Some people who were looking for excitement were not afraid but happy when they saw this scene, and cheered for this powerful punch.

"The winner is——our Thracian warrior Spartacus!!"

Ohhhhhhhhhh!

Countless people roared with excitement for the fall of the old king and the rise of the new king. Only Spartacus's head was still buzzing. He raised his head and his eyes suddenly locked in one direction. At this time, he saw Ye Zheng waving at him with a smile.

“Is it that man…?”

Spartacus was still a little dazed even after he left the game. How did the other party do it? !

Although it's just intuition...

Not long after Spartacus returned to the lounge and sat down, a staff member suddenly came here with Ye.

When he saw Ye, Spartacus was stunned - it was him? !

Staff: "Sir, please don't talk too long, please pay attention to the time.

Also, do you really not need us to send someone to accompany you and protect you?"

Ye waved his hand and asked the staff to leave quickly. He spent money to come and meet Spartacus, and he didn't want other people to hear the following conversation.

And talking about protection is even more ridiculous.