Become a legend in the interstellar

Chapter 476 The Colosseum

The second set of bots returned a message.

Discover the underground prison!

They are located in the southwest corner of the No. [-] town, below an underground colosseum.

Beast fighting is also a favorite entertainment of mercenaries. There is nothing more exciting than blood and fighting.

At the same time, beast fighting is often accompanied by gambling, and any mercenary has the right to bet. The excitement brought by this bet is superimposed with bloody excitement, which is enough to make people linger!

In Town No. [-], there are several types of fighting beasts.

For example, in a pure wild beast fight, the beasts on both sides can be caught from the wilderness, or they can be cultivated by themselves, as long as they can fight.

In addition, one side can also be replaced by slaves, and the slaves can fight the beasts of the other side.

There are even those who directly let slaves fight slaves.

What the mercenaries like to watch most is the fight between relatives such as father and son, brothers, forcing them to kill each other, and only one is allowed to survive.

And they don't allow one of them to commit suicide, if one commits suicide, they will kill the other as well.

In other words, one must fight to the death!
Even, if the battle is not exciting enough, they will kill both sides.

Therefore, the slaves on the field could only bear their grief and fight each other until the blood was drained, in exchange for possible life for the other party.

Now, in the underground colosseum discovered by the second group of nano-robots, a killing between father and son is taking place.

The current atmosphere is extremely crazy, and cheers and roars resound throughout the Colosseum.

"Kill!"

"Kill them all!"

"Use your knife! Didn't you fucking eat?!"

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Roll over! Can't you do this?"

"..."

In the surrounding stands, hundreds of mercenaries blushed and roared wildly.

They waved their fists, and they all stood up from their seats, their faces were full of excitement, as if they wanted to go out and fight in person!

After all, many of them have placed bets, some betting on their father's victory, some betting on their son's victory, and the amount of betting is not a small amount.

In the wilderness, death is very common.

Therefore, most mercenaries would not leave too much money for themselves, and spend it immediately if they had money, for fear that they would not enjoy it.

When a person dies, the money happens to be spent. This is the perfect life!
In the center of the Colosseum is a huge bloody arena.

The arena is surrounded by a tough metal mesh, which ensures that the fight on the arena will not hurt the audience, and it will also ensure that no excited audience will rush in.

At this moment, two men with weapons are fighting on the field.

"Jingle--"

The weapons were staggered, the sound was crisp, and a long string of sparks was drawn.

One of them was older, bearded and dark-skinned, probably in his 50s.

The other person was younger, he looked to be in his early twenties, and he was at a strong and healthy age.

They are a father and son who originally lived in a small town on the outskirts of Starfish City. Their family is happy and happy, making many people in the town envious.

But just half a month ago, a group of cruel wandering mercenaries ransacked their town, killing wildly and wantonly in the town.

They ignited the fire, laughed and harvested one innocent head after another, and abused the innocent girls in the town, like a group of carnival lunatics.

After one night, the whole town was devastated and in a mess, with mutilated corpses everywhere, reduced to a dead place.

Only a very small number of people were captured as slaves and survived.

However, the miserable life of a slave is actually not much better than death.

They were forced to sign a contract and were sold to various parts of the Southwest. Some became slave labor for mining, and some became living organ and blood suppliers. It can be said that life is worse than death.

The father and son were sold to the Colosseum in Town No. [-], and were bought by the owner of the Colosseum at a price of [-] each.

In fact, ordinary slaves don't need eight thousand at all.

But since they are a father-son relationship, more valuable and eye-catching, the price has been raised.

Many mercenaries here like to watch scenes of father and son fighting each other.

"Kill! Are you deaf? What is the knife in your hand for?"

"Cut it off! Don't stand there stupidly. I have invested 3000 yuan in you. If you die, who will I ask for it?"

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

"..."

Around the Colosseum, countless chaotic roars and roars were superimposed, like a big impenetrable net, covering the entire bloody arena layer by layer.

The father and son in the net are like two desperate prey, unable to break free at all.

The two looked sad, with deep sorrow and pain in their eyes.

They were already covered in wounds, their clothes were covered with cut marks of different sizes, and the same was true on their skin, their entire bodies were already stained red with blood.

Opposite is their closest relatives, but they have no choice but to survive.

And they can't even keep their hands too obvious. Every time they swing their weapons, they must try their best to pretend to go all out, and cut one after another bloody and cruel marks on the opponent's body.

"Thorn--!"

With another swing of the knife, another scar appeared on the father's body.

This wound was far more serious than the other wounds, the bones were visible deep, and the blood gushed out like a spring in no time.

He snorted, a look of pain flashed across his face.

But the young man on the opposite side was in more pain. His heart was like a knife, his face was full of tears, and his hands were trembling.

"father……"

The young man's eyes were red, his lips were trembling, and tears were rolling down his face.

This battle actually ended very early.

Long before the beginning, the man as father told him the ending.

The one who survived must be him!

He is still young and has more time.

There is hope in living!
"Don't cry! Live! Live!"

The man on the opposite side had a hoarse voice. He endured the pain and swung his knife. It seemed to be very forceful, and he slashed down violently, but in the end it just fell on the young man's blade, and he was bounced back several times by the force of the shock. step.

Blood gushed out from his wound, making his face paler and his body gradually weaker.

His life, like those bright red blood, is passing away from his body little by little.

"Hurry up! That old guy is dead!"

The mercenaries around shouted frantically and waved their fists, their voices getting higher and higher.

On the ring, the young man's face was full of pain, his hand holding the knife was shaking all the time, and the world in front of him was blurred by tears.

But the more he suffered, the more excited the mercenaries around him became.

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

"If you don't do it again, I will kill you two together!"

"Quick!"

"I'll give you ten seconds, hurry up!"

The mercenaries roared wildly and recklessly as if they had taken medicine, constantly urging the young man to kill his father.

The atmosphere of the entire Colosseum was ignited by swinging knives and blood again and again, and it had reached its peak.

When Su Xia received the news, she focused her attention on the Colosseum.

He happened to see the last scene.

On the arena, the light of the knife flashed, the blood was soaring, and a corpse fell down.

Not surprisingly, it belonged to the father.

In the last few seconds before he died, there was no pain on his face, he just looked at the child with a firm gaze, and kept repeating those two words: "Alive! Alive..."

Only by surviving can revenge be possible!
Even if this hope is so slim that it is close to zero, as long as he is alive, everything is not over!

The power of revenge is always the most powerful driving force in this world!
"Clap!"

The young man looked miserable and threw away the knife in his hand. He didn't know whether he was crying or laughing. Tears and blood mixed together, and he prostrated himself on his father's body, wailing in pain almost in despair.

In the surrounding stands, many mercenaries blushed and gave out the most excited cheers.

Death is painful, but also pleasant.

However, there were also a very small number of mercenaries who shook their heads, with expressions of "as expected", as if they had expected this ending.

"It's like this again, it's really annoying. Every time the father keeps his son alive, there is nothing new." A mercenary complained.

"Isn't that right, I also invested two thousand on that old guy, and now it's nothing!" Another mercenary said.

"Didn't I tell you not to vote? Why did you still vote?"

"The odds are high for that old guy! Maybe there's an accident? Give it a go, a bicycle will become a motorcycle!"

"..."

This part of the mercenaries discussed the gains and losses of money, not so fanatical.

At the same time, the owner of the Colosseum was sitting on a high place with a calm expression, gently shaking the red wine in his hand, and commanding the subordinates beside him: "Take that kid down from the arena, heal his wounds, and don't let him die. "

"Yes!"

"Tell him that if you want revenge, you can only become stronger."

The owner of the Colosseum looked indifferently, looked at the wailing young man in the arena, and continued: "Tell him, I will give him a chance, every time he wins, I will give him a chance to absorb titanium particles, if he can win Thirty times, I will give him a low-level psychic potion, and if he wins a hundred times, I will give him a chance to get rid of his slave status."

"Yes! Do you have any other orders?"

"No, let's go."

The owner of the Colosseum waved.

The subordinate bowed slightly, then retreated slowly.

These conversations were naturally heard by Su Xia clearly, without any omissions.

"The owner of the Colosseum wants to raise Gu?" Su Xia secretly thought, "He must have the means to control the slaves, no matter how strong the Gu raised is, it cannot escape his control."

If this method is used well, it can cultivate a group of powerful soldiers who will survive every battle.

However, if it is not used well, it may be backlashed by the dead soldiers who came out of the killing.

Su Xia didn't stay long, and soon followed the instructions of the nano-robots, and entered the depths of the underground Colosseum.

People in this world have a quirk, they all like to dig underground.

I don't know if it was affected by the war.

Many places seem ordinary on the surface, but the content of the underground world can surprise people.

Su Xia went all the way down, and the underground world of the Colosseum was beyond his imagination. It was almost as big as the second basement of the pharmacy.

The underground world is brightly lit, and there are many places for people to rest and entertain or communicate privately.

After Moyo went 20 meters underground, Su Xia entered a new area.

This area finally has some dark underground feeling.

He came to a passage.

There are slippery and cold stone walls on the left and right of the passage, the lights are dim, and the front and back are completely dark. Occasionally, there are one or two screams and wailings from the depths of the passage.

Going deeper, you can see the picture that the nanobots have explored before - the underground prison.

These cells are separate rooms, small and compact, much smaller than normal prison rooms, more like confinement rooms, distributed on both sides of the corridor, and each room is closed by a thick metal door.

"Here, is the place where the master of the Colosseum imprisoned the slaves?" Su Xia took a brief look.

On each metal door, there is a small square hole, through which the situation inside can be observed.

He spread out this group of nano-robots, searched separately, one by one, without missing every room.

"Members of the Nanfeng Organization should not be imprisoned here." Su Xia has already made mental preparations. After all, this is the private prison of the owner of the Colosseum, and the possibility of detaining members of the Nanfeng Organization is rare.

Among all the detainees, the priority of the members of the South Wind Organization should be the highest level.

They should be held in a more private and secure location.

Of course, it is not ruled out that the high-level mercenary organization thinks backwards and locks them up in this seemingly ordinary area.

After more than ten minutes, the search ended.

The final result also verified Su Xia's conjecture.

There are indeed no members of the South Wind Organization here, only more than 100 innocent ordinary people.

"It's still early, look slowly."

Su Xia was not in a hurry, and ordered the group of nano-robots to leave the Colosseum and continue exploring in the southwest area of ​​the town.

The scale of this small town is very large, and the various forces are intricate. If you want to find someone here, you need enough patience.

During the time he was searching underground in the Colosseum, the other nine groups of nano-robots were not idle, and kept exploring in various areas of the town.

Soon, another group of robots discovered an underground prison.

But after Su Xia looked carefully, she found that there were still no members of the Nanfeng organization there, only more than 30 ordinary people who had just been kidnapped.

Time passed slowly, and more than three hours passed by.

It's past ten o'clock in the evening.

The world outside was pitch black, with no stars to be seen, and it was a cloudy night.

The lights in the town were fairly bright, and the lively atmosphere was no weaker than during the day. More and more mercenary organizations came from all directions.

Due to too many mercenaries coming, the mercenary registration office at the entrance of the town was blocked.

A group of mercenaries blocked outside the check-in point, shouting loudly, refusing to let anyone else in, almost fighting.

"Go away! We came first! Let's register first!" shouted a strong man.

"Fart? Who are you? Why do you have to register first?" The other person next to him stared and refused to budge.

The two sides disagreed, and the members of their respective organizations drew their weapons together.

Similar situations can be seen everywhere outside the registration point. The anger of the crowd is getting bigger and bigger, and they are almost on the verge of a shot.

Seeing this, the person at the registration office came out and yelled twice.

"Don't fucking make trouble! If something happens and Boss Wang Teng is dissatisfied, you will never want to hang out in the southwest region again in your life!"

It has to be said that his roar was quite effective.

In the southwest of the mainland, there is no mercenary who does not know how powerful Wang Teng is.

In case Wang Teng is upset, they really won't be able to hang out here in the future.

The mercenaries quickly quieted down, staring at each other. Although they were not convinced, they all lined up obediently.

"That's like talking!"

The person at the registration desk nodded slightly, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

This is actually a kind of obedience test, and it can be seen how much these mercenaries respect Wang Teng.

"Okay, don't worry, it will always be your turn." The person at the registration office said slowly, "Is there anything you want to ask now? Just ask!"

"Yes!" Someone outside raised his hand.

"what is the problem?"

The person at the registration desk turned his gaze to the one who raised his hand.

The man asked, "Brother, did Boss Wang Teng really catch those bastards from the Nanfeng Organization?"

"Of course I got it!"

"Where is it? Can you let the brothers have their eyesight first?"

(End of this chapter)