A little bitter smell came out of his mouth, and the air around him was filled with a pungent smell of blood. The hot sand was swept up by the hot wind, and it felt like acupuncture was being carried out.

The noisy sounds kept echoing around you, and you could hear barbaric roars, the cheers of the audience, the roar of the lion, and the wails and screams of despair. The chaotic sounds were "stitched" in your ears to compose a crazy symphony together.

"Well……"

Lin Chi opened his eyes in a daze. The first thing that caught his eye was dark yellow sand. His skin was rough and his scarred legs were trapped in the dirty sand.

The steel guardrail that was leaning against was burning hot by the blazing sun above his head, but his body seemed to be numb and there was no discomfort. Lin Chi lowered his head, stretched his calloused hands in front of him, and then looked at the metal railing beside him that was trapped.

I am now in an open-air steel cage, like a beast locked in a cage for people to watch. As for the bloody battle I had just participated in not long ago, I was in the bloody battle I had just participated in.

"Is this the new map released today - the Colosseum..."

Recalling the name he saw in the game update announcement, Lin Chi, in ragged clothes, smiled. In his opinion, he was very lucky to be able to experience the new map immediately.

According to the prompts when entering the game, "Colosseum" is a special map, but Lin Chi has not yet seen where the map is special. This place looks like a small Colosseum in ancient Rome. The men, women, young and old sitting in the audience are basically wearing white robes sewn in linen, and the appearance is also very consistent with the early costume style of ancient Rome.

"What a coincidence."

Recalling the arena battle he participated in this afternoon, Lin Chi couldn't help but sigh.

Of course, the arena in war paradise is much crueler than in "Blade of Sword"-

“Oh oh oh oh oh!”

The berserker, who was nearly three meters tall, opened his mouth and made a barbaric cry. His muscles were bulging with iron ropes. Except for the vital parts protected by metal armor, all the skin in other places was exposed, covered with sticky blood, and several shocking and terrifying scars could be seen.

While roaring, the Berserker waved his hands and held a rusty battle axe in his hands, chopping the head of a thin man who was kneeling on the ground. A large amount of blood was spewed out of the torn neck of the other party.

The lion tied beside the chains rushed over, staring at his scarlet eyes and intending to feast on it. Just looking at its skinny body, you know that the beast had been hungry for a long time for today's performance.

But before the lion could touch the corpse, he was kicked away by the berserker.

Seeing that the vicious "King of Beasts" was kicked to the ground, a burst of screams rang out from the round audience. Before the falling lion could get up, the berserker had already raised his big feet in metal boots and stepped heavily on the lion's chest, then waved his axes and chopped it down.

"Don't think about - eating - mine - opponent! That's - mine - enemy!"

The berserker howled like crazy, his hands were as fast as he could. The soldiers rushing in on the sidelines didn't even have time to stop him from doing so, and the madman had already chopped the lion under his feet into meat sauce!

"Stop, the fight is over! That is the beast chosen by His Majesty the Emperor himself!" The commander roared in front.

The silver armor on these soldiers made a jingling sound, and the red feathers inserted on their helmets kept swaying in the hot wind. Unfortunately, they were still one step slower and could not stop the berserker from killing.

“Oh oh oh oh…”

The blood-covered berserker turned around, his long fluffy brown hair tied into a bunch of whips, and his square face wrinkled into a ball, revealing a bitter gourd expression:

"Kill, kill, kill!" he roared.

Dong!

The dull roar sounded throughout the arena, and the audience who were originally cheering suddenly became quiet. From the "VIP lounge area" with a sunshade on the east side of the audience, a male voice with a smooth and flattering sounded:

"This battle has come to an end! The clumsy Hector won! This stupid giant once again defeated the poor opponent without any suspense! Let us extend the warmest cheers and applause to the ever-winning general in the arena!"

Before he finished speaking, the double-layer circular audience around the arena was thundering, which made the sand under Lin Chi's feet tremble constantly. Red words slowly appeared beside the crazy muscle giant in his sight:

Clumsy Hector, hero level NPC (leader level), cannot be recruited.

——Is this guy a boss?

Realizing that the stupid giant was the leader-level character in the arena, recalling the contract letter that he got from the War Observer to summon the boss, Lin Chi immediately became interested and opened the taskbar to see if he had received the task of recruiting the boss.

Unfortunately, without a backpack and unable to inherit props, his taskbar was blank at all, and the imagined task of recruiting chief-level minions did not appear.

Where are your props?

Seeing that not only was he unable to bring his entourage, but even the epic and legendary equipment that he should have brought into the map had gone, Lin Chi frowned slightly, and a vague premonition arose in his heart.

It is understandable if you cannot carry equipment and minions in the Advent mode, but this game is obviously an ordinary death match. It seems that the reason why I don’t have equipment and minions is because of the identity of this "gladiator"?

If this is true, other players should also appear as gladiators...

Thinking of this, Lin Chi looked around and looked at the other cages beside him. In addition to him, there were also several equally narrow single cages next to the venue, with several ragged and dark-skinned guys inside.

Since these guys all seem to be the same as themselves, Lin Chi can't tell who the player is now. It seems that players entering this map may automatically go through a "ugly" process.

In this way, a guy like "Royal Armor" who has to maintain his handsomeness under any circumstances may be depressed if he is placed in this map.

Lin Chi was thinking, and suddenly a rough male voice sounded from the cage on his right:

"Hey, white skin!"

"Did you call me?" Lin Chi reached out and pointed at his face. Although his body was the same dirty, the complexion of his character's skin was still whiter than that of other gladiators around him.

"Yes, it's you!" The guy who was locked in the cage next to him, who was not like a gladiator at all, stretched out his right arm like a snail and waved: "Are you new here? Which territory did you come from?"

"I just arrived here. Are we gladiators?" Lin Chi pretended to be a newcomer.

"What gladiator?" The man who was as thin as a pole sneered and laughed, his voice sounded completely unsatisfied, but with a little weird pride: "You were stupid? We are slaves, we are the lowest-level untouchables!"

"Oh, that's it." Lin Chi nodded thoughtfully.
Chapter completed!