The magnificent appearance of the three-headed bull demon totem "Wrath of Lava", which seemed to be formed by the condensation of magma, instantly shocked the entire audience.

Tens of thousands of spectators felt like they were enveloped in lava.

If they dare to make any more noise, the lava will flow down their throats, pour into their stomachs, and then gush out from every hole in their bodies.

Although I didn't get to enjoy the totem battle between the two ace gladiators.

But being able to see the king of tauren, one of the founders of Blackhorn City, the owner of the Bloodskull Arena, and a member of the Bloodhoof clan summoning the iconic totem with their own eyes, the audience was completely satisfied.

A small commotion was eliminated in this way.

The audience, who were hooked, were eagerly looking forward to the next more thrilling battle.

But not everyone is satisfied with this result.

Ice Storm, who returned to the rest area, was still furious.

Although she had taken back the totem armor "Mithril Ripper", when she walked through the long corridor, the temperature in the corridor instantly dropped to below zero.

A thick layer of frost has condensed from the walls to the floor, and the ice crystals in the corners are growing like clusters of bacteria at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even the gladiators who were warming up in the corridor felt the biting ice and dared not look into her eyes, which were as sharp as ice picks.

Arriving at the door of the luxurious lounge that belongs exclusively to Ace, Ice Storm did not wait for the shivering rat servant to open the door. He raised his hand and shot out a stream of ice mist, freezing the entire door into an ice lump. Then he kicked the door and closed it.

Kicked into pieces of ice.

The rat servants scurried away with their heads in their hands.

Kasava, who followed Ice Storm all the way, with an expressionless face and deep eyes, waved away the servants, servants and other gladiators, and calmly walked into the rest room that had become an ice cave.

"I can win!"

Icestorm turned around and glared at Kasava.

The snow-white female leopard stretched her tail straight, her silver-needle-like fur stood on end, and screamed, "If you hadn't intervened, I could have cut Wildhammer's throat, picked out his tendons, and torn him apart."

His stomach, drained his blood, and froze all his internal organs into lumps of ice!"

The roar of the ice storm was like a cold wind mixed with ice picks.

But it didn't make Kasava's eyelids tremble even a little bit.

He stared at Ice Storm without saying a word.

By tauren standards, Kasava is indeed an overly handsome man.

After he liquefied the totem armor again and took it back into his body, the shape of his skull was not particularly that of a bison, and his facial features were more similar to humans.

Even with the big horns soaring into the sky, a glittering, mighty and domineering horn guard, and a huge nose ring nested on his nose, compared to most tauren, his appearance is still too much.

delicate and pretty.

No matter "handsome" or "comely", they are not good words coming from the mouth of a tauren.

When Casava was a child, many people used these two words to laugh at him, with sarcastic faces and snorting snorts of disdain.

Later, all these people died.

In fact, from the name "Kasaval Bloodhoof", you can tell how dangerous this seemingly handsome man is.

In Turan, "Sava" means "giant axe".

Obviously, for the Turan people who advocate martial arts and have a very poor vocabulary, "Giant Ax" is really a common name.

The clan warriors named "Sava" are as numerous as the rat boy named "Yi Zi".

"Ka" means "killing".

"Kasava" means "My name is 'Giant Axe', and I don't like others calling me 'Giant Axe'. There can only be one 'Giant Axe' in Black Corner City. If there are other 'Giant Axes',

If you dare to walk in front of me, be careful or you will be killed by me!"

And these "giant axes" are always so careless.

There are hundreds of roads in Black Horn City, but they always like to pass by the "giant ax" of the Bloodhoof clan, so that Kasava has to take action again and again to break these superficial appearances, which will make "Sasa

The "giant axe" whose name is shameful.

Every time a "Sava" is killed, he is eligible to add the word "Ka" in front of his name.

Therefore, his full name should be "Kaka Kaka Kaka Kaka Kaka Savar".

However, as his evil reputation spread throughout Black Horn City, no Bloodhoof warrior dared to call him "Sava" anymore.

He also doesn't have to keep his long full name on his lips all day long.

Just the abbreviation can shock everyone.

Even the clan warriors named "Giant Blade, Giant Sword, Giant Hammer, Sharp Axe, Iron Axe, and Big Axe" were so frightened that they thought about whether to change their name.

As for "Bloodhoof", it is both the name of the clan and the family name.

Like the names of the warriors, the military nobles of the Turan civilization were powerful and quite keen on creating or seizing family surnames.

"Bloodhoof" is a surname that all Turan warriors with hooves like very much.

I like this surname so much that it is the highest honor of the clan.

However, there are tauren, elephants, wild boars, centaurs, reindeer people, antelope people... all kinds of strange and diverse, dozens of races, hundreds of families, only one member of the family can have the title behind the name.

With the surname "Bloodhoof".

That is the strongest family.

If other families have strong soldiers and horses and can completely defeat or even destroy the Bloodhoof clan, they can naturally take over this glorious surname and become the new Bloodhoof clan.

But now the Bloodhoof clan has ruled all Tulan warriors with hooves for three hundred years.

Over the past three hundred years, countless families have challenged them.

Then, they turned into corpses as pulpy as mud and broken bones, which were used to water the leafy mandala trees.

Therefore, facing this extremely dangerous man, with an extremely deep gaze, even Ice Storm, who was still angry, swallowed the saliva that was frozen into ice cores, and stopped his meaningless venting.

"I believe you can defeat Wildhammer. After all, you are the ace I admire most."

It wasn't until Bingstorm lowered his head, not daring to look directly into his magma-like eyes, that Kasava said calmly, "However, such a victory is meaningless. What we are choosing now is not a trump card that can defeat a hundred.

A gladiator is a general who can command thousands of troops to form a torrent of destruction and devour all enemies.

"You are not fit to command an army, Icestorm.

"I believe you know this better than anyone else.

"From the beginning, you commanded a thousand people, then to 500 people, and now to 100 people, you have lost three games in a row.

"Even if you rely on personal force to win back a victory, what's the point? Does this prove that you are qualified to be a general?"

Ice Storm gritted his teeth and was speechless.

Anger, shame, shame, annoyance, all kinds of emotions were rushing through her body, causing her body like an ice sculpture to tremble violently.

"I don't understand why you are so obsessed with becoming a general?"

Seeing that she was speechless, Kasava put his hands on her shoulders, slowly melted the coldness on her shoulders with the heat of his palms, and lowered his voice and said, "The ancestors have given it to you very generously.

Extremely powerful force and sacred totem, what does it matter even if you are not good at commanding an army?

"There is more than one way for Turan warriors to win glory. Those heroes who can shine in the 'Confrontation of the Five Clans' by themselves and turn the 'Land of Holy Light' upside down are even more favored by all Turan."

Human remembrance and reverence.

"You should seriously consider my suggestion.

"Give up the things you're not good at.

"I will host the 'Blood Granting Ceremony' for you, let our blood blend together, officially join the 'Bloodhoof Clan', become my deputy, and serve as the best pioneer and the most powerful fighter in my legion.

Will.

"I promise you that.

"In this battle between the five clans, our Bloodhoof Clan will definitely defeat the Golden Clan and become the main force in the Era of Glory.

"And my father will definitely become a 'War Chief', commanding the largest army that Turanze has ever seen.

"Join the Bloodhoof clan and become my deputy. You will have many opportunities to avenge the Golden Clan and those who have insulted you and wanted to kill you. You will also have many opportunities to participate in the most brutal battles and defeat the most powerful enemies.

Build strong city walls, destroy the largest fortresses, plunder the most glorious cities, and let your name and footprints be forever imprinted on the so-called 'Land of Eternal Light'!"

The tauren's hot palms made the muscles on the female leopard's shoulders turn slightly red.

But soon, the muscles that had been softened by the heat were armed with sharp ice picks and became hard again.

"No, there are problems in these battles. There were too many people in the first few battles, so I didn't notice it, but this time there are only a hundred soldiers on both sides, and I can clearly feel it!"

Icestorm took half a step back, stared at Kasava and said, "The Wildhammer soldiers and I both came from the same dungeon, rested for the same length of days, and had the same amount of food. Why are the Wildhammer soldiers so much better than the Wildhammer soldiers?"

Are my soldiers that strong?

"Even though our training content is somewhat different, we only trained for ten days, so there shouldn't be that much difference in strength and speed between the two sides.

"On the arena, I saw two soldiers colliding with each other without skill, and most of the ones knocked away were my soldiers.

"If they block each other with their swords, those who are blocked and then killed are often my soldiers.

"When my soldiers had their arms cut off or their stomachs were pierced by spears, they would often hold their wounds and scream.

"And the Wildhammer soldiers can still fight with gritted teeth, even if their intestines are spilled out.

"This is not normal!

"Could it be that the Wildhammer has mastered the magic passed down from the 'Land of Holy Light', or that some priest gave him magical witchcraft? How could he train a bunch of timid rats into a group of people who are willing to accept death in just ten days?"
Chapter completed!