The members of the game Group of Ten Thousand Worlds are all myself

Female god of war

The kingdom where night falls is divided into two worlds by darkness and lights.

The area occupied by the nobles and the church was brightly lit, while the rest of the area was in darkness. Occasionally, a garrison with a magic lamp passed by, and soon fell into the darkness.

Night is a time of rest for ordinary people, but for the princes and nobles in the kingdom, it is no different from daytime. After all, whether it is day or night, it is their time for enjoyment.

The sudden famine did not affect them at all, rather, the famine just happened to allow their property to grow again.

The civilians who had no food due to the famine had to use their life savings to buy food from their nobles if they wanted to survive.

If there is no savings, valuables, women, children can be handed over to them in exchange for food.

To sum up, the appearance of the Great Famine has intensified the speed at which the nobles amassed wealth. Even if they already had enough property, who would dislike having too much property?

……

At night, most nobles are having silver parties. After all, there are really not many entertainment items in the Middle Ages. Of course, some nobles are doing other things.

For example, the arena, but this arena does not only have human-to-human battles, there are also humans and beasts, beasts, and so on.

The nobleman Szmek was a gladiator. His hobby was watching his slaves being torn apart by those wild beasts, or the slaves trying their best to kill the beasts at last.

Splattered blood always makes one's veins swell.

"Come on, bite him to death!"

On the stands, Szmek, who was dressed in gorgeous and extraordinary clothes, was shouting regardless of his image, but no matter how grand he was dressed, he could not conceal his beastly behavior.

These aristocrats distinguished themselves from ordinary people with extremely gorgeous attire, and only this difference visible to the naked eye could satisfy their increasingly perverted psychology.

Under the stands is an arena that looks like the Colosseum in ancient Rome, but the scale is not so large, only tens of meters in diameter.

In the arena, a middle-aged man with bronze skin was fighting a life-and-death wrestling with a foreign creature. The middle-aged man was about thirty, with muscles all over his body, and he was very strong and burly.

Opposite him is a alien creature, which is an alien creature that appeared in this world along with the "big disaster", not a native creature.

However, even though they are alien creatures, they are not invincible. After all, not all alien creatures are as powerful as dragons.

Mighty dragons are not toys that nobles can use for fun.

This alien creature looks like a lion, but it has a whole body of scales, but at this moment, the whole body of scales has been completely broken, and its whole body is covered with blood.

The middle-aged man on the other side was not much better either. The man had already broken his left arm, and there was still a ferocious scratch on his back, and the wound was bleeding profusely at the moment.

Both sides were at the end of their battles, holding their last breath and holding on to not fall.

"Go, kill him! Go to me."

Szmek twisted his expression and roared at the people and beasts under the stands.

"If you don't move again, I'll kill you both."

These words must not be understood by alien creatures, but the middle-aged man was shocked and obviously understood.

Looking at the alien creature that was already blind in one eye, the man adjusted his breath and silently squeezed the last trace of power in his body. Although he didn't know magic, he had already learned how to squeeze power and shield pain from his years of fighting as a slave. For instinct.

Because of these instincts, he was able to survive many gladiatorial slaves, and he has survived until now.

The alien creature on the opposite side seemed to have noticed the man's desperation, and immediately lay down on the ground, with a threatening grunt from his throat.

Against the backdrop of all kinds of curses and roars from the nobles, the man moved. His huge size did not slow down his speed.

At this moment, there seems to be no difference between the two parties bathed in blood and fighting. They are all beasts, beasts who will do everything for their lives.

The man who was torn together with the alien creature knew his own shortcomings. He had no defensive scales, sharp claws, and sharp teeth, so he could only be more ruthless than the alien creature.

The man who ignored the defense and embraced the alien creature, while he still had a little strength, suddenly opened his big mouth and bit the neck of the alien creature fiercely, and then sucked and swallowed the warm blood to replenish the exhausted physical strength.

The preyed alien creature struggled crazily, but as the man embraced him harder and harder, the strength of the struggle became weaker and weaker, and even the bones made creaking sounds.

Although the man has only one arm intact, the condition of the alien creature is obviously even worse, and he can't even break free from the embrace of one arm.

In the end, under the cheers of the nobles, the man forcibly bit the trachea of ​​the alien creature, suffocating it to death. Feeling the moment when the life of the prey in his arms dissipated, the man felt light all over.

Accompanied by bursts of tinnitus, the cheers of the nobles rang in his mind. The man knew that tonight was over, and he survived again.

But sometimes things backfire.

"Continue, a new round of gladiatorial fighting begins!"

Hearing Szmek's voice in the stands, the man raised his head in a daze, why...continue?
Of course, Szmek would not explain it. He was out of fear. A few days ago, the whole family of a nobleman in the kingdom was killed.

Both guards and servants were lying in a pool of blood, and the nobleman even lost his head, leaving only a headless corpse.

The occurrence of this incident brought boundless fear to all the nobles. They were afraid that they would be the next one, because until now the murderer has not been found, and even the clues have not been found.

Therefore, the nobles and even the king increased their guards and used their own methods to dispel the fear in their hearts.

And Szmaker's method is to watch life-and-death wrestling, two-sided fighting, and one-sided slaughter are all his favorites. Watching slaves fight and fight for their lives can make him forget everything in reality.

Naturally, the man will not know this reason, he only knows that there will be another death fight next.

Following Szmek's words, the guards standing at the entrance of the arena turned around and brought new slaves, but unlike before, this time they did not bring gladiator slaves or alien creatures.

It was a girl, a blind girl.

"Hahaha, that's it, hurry up, one of you must die, otherwise you will all die!"

The piercing voice of Szmek in the stands echoed in the arena, and the girl who heard the voice trembled, but because she lost her light, she could only sit slumped on the ground.

The man glanced at the blind girl in disbelief, and then turned his head to look at Szmek in the stands. At this moment, the hands that could fight the beast were trembling uncontrollably.

"Hey, do you want to die?!"

Finding that the man had no desire to do anything, Szmek casually picked up the half-gnawed fruit next to him, and slammed it hard at the man.

But with poor accuracy, he just threw the fruit aside.

The man's line of sight flicked along the fruit, and then watched the fruit be stained with sand and dust as it rolled, and finally lost its kinetic energy and stopped completely, as if the alien creature beside it had lost its life.

If you die, you have nothing.

With this thought in his mind, the man looked at the girl who didn't know what happened, and walked over step by step.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the blind girl raised her head and looked in the direction of the footsteps. Although she couldn't see it, she could hear it.

The man looked down at the girl numbly, squatted down silently, and then stretched out his hand to caress the girl's neck. As long as he exerted force, the girl would die instantly, and he would survive.

The girl probably already knew what was going to happen next, and couldn't help but began to sob softly.

Are you afraid?Or are you feeling sorry for yourself?

The man didn't know, he just had bulging veins and bulging muscles in his arms. If the speed was fast enough, the girl could lose her life as quickly as possible without suffering the pain before death.

Maybe... It's good to die, at least I don't have to live in this rotten world.

At the moment when the man took a deep breath and was about to crush the girl's neck, a bang suddenly sounded from the top of the arena. The violent sound made the man let go of his breath, his whole body loosened, and his arms were unconscious. hang down powerlessly.

Then the roof of the arena fell to the center of the arena with a clatter, and there were two figures in it.

"Who!"

Szmek looked angrily at the center of the arena. His arena was built under the house, and he couldn't come here without going through the passage.

But someone actually smashed the top of his arena directly, that is to say, the floor of his house was also smashed.

Accompanied by the roar and dust mist, two vague figures appeared, and two small floating objects could be vaguely seen beside the figures.

"Tsk, what a disgusting scene, a guy who has a hobby of watching his own kind kill each other actually looks exactly like a human adult, it's simply blasphemy."

One of the long-haired figures glanced around, and his voice was a bit cold.

"After all, not all humanoid creatures are human adults, but the adults have said that those who have power can be killed, and the nobles who have no power will take prisoners first."

The short-haired figure on the side responded accordingly, and at the same time cut through the dust and fog with a single knife, and the figure also appeared.

They were two white-haired girls uniformly wearing black short skirts, wearing black blindfolds covering the upper half of their faces, holding a huge black saber in their hands, and a strange little thing with a square head floating beside them.

At this moment, the two girls were stepping on the ruins with their black over-the-knee boots with heels, scanning the arena.

"Who are you, do you know who I am? If you dare to invade my territory, I am...!"

Seeing the two girls who completely ignored him, Szmek was furious and yelled at the white-haired girls.

But facing his threat, the long-haired girl frowned.

"It's really noisy!"

At the same time as the crisp sound sounded, a pale yellow saber light was also cut out by the girl.

"grown ups!"

The guard next to Szmaker saw the attack, his face changed, and he directly blocked Szmaker with his body, but he obviously overestimated himself.

puff~

The light of the knife cut through the body of the guard without any hindrance, and the sparse viscera flowed out instantly, and the brain and viscera were mixed together, which looked very colorful.

After cutting the guard, the light of the knife sliced ​​through Szmek's body behind him without any hindrance, and plowed a gully more than ten meters long on the ground behind, spreading to the depths of the ground before gradually disappearing.

And Szmek, who was still roaring just now, was clutching his bleeding shoulder with a painful expression, his whole face distorted like a pug.

"Ahh! My hand!!!"

"Hmph, if it wasn't for your lord's request to capture the captive alive, you would have died."

The long-haired girl raised her knife and pointed at Szmaker, who was still screaming, with a haughty expression and her head slightly raised.

Obviously according to the position, it is Szmek looking down on the girl, and the girl is looking up at each other, but for some reason, in the eyes of other people at the scene, it is more like the girl arrogantly looking down on the nobleman they regard as fear.

It turned out that the brutal and bloody guy would also show such an ugly expression.

The man who lost his strength looked at the screaming Szmek and thought silently in his heart.

The next moment, those guards who were stunned could barely react.

Seeing the wounded and screaming Szmek, they were terrified. If they didn't protect their master well, they would be held accountable afterwards.

Now we can only catch the assailants for crimes and meritorious deeds, and hope that the master can let them go afterwards!

"Come on, there are only two of them, we can definitely take them down together, and we have Master Magician on our side, we can definitely win!"

"Go! Catch them!!"

"Master Mage, it's up to you!"

The guards gathered around roared angrily, and attacked the two girls with weapons and shields in their hands. Among them were several magicians who were obviously different from the guards.

They were employed by Szmaker, and now that Szmaker was wounded in front of them, if the attackers were not taken down, no one would hire them.

Magicians are also very short of money. After all, research is equivalent to burning money, and sometimes research is even faster than burning money directly.

"This is what you did first. We just fought back in self-defense."

The short-haired girl said something first, and then pointed her weapon at the attacking guards.

Next, the two white-haired girls thoroughly demonstrated in front of others what it means to be a god descending from the earth and what a female war god is.

Each knife can take the lives of at least several guards, and those well-equipped guards can't even get close to them and separate their bodies directly.

The little floaters next to them are even more powerful, causing a place to explode every time they light up, or launching those continuous golden energy magic balls.

These spherical golden magic balls are unstoppable even by those magicians.

The magician, who is regarded as absolute power, has no resistance at all in front of the two small floating objects, and cannot even escape.

In less than a minute, the mighty guards and the magicians who came all fell under the knives of the two girls, some of them died, and some of them lost the power to fight again.

After dealing with those who resisted, the long-haired girl jumped and landed in front of Szmek who was crawling and fleeing.

"Auxiliary machine, heal him, and engrave a tracking mark by the way." The long-haired girl stabbed the floor in front of Szmek with a knife, and said coldly.

"receive."

The square-headed auxiliary machine responded, and the small head opened from it, and then a ray of light fell on the place where Szmek's broken arm was. In an instant, the wound scabbed and the blood flow stopped.

Then a barcode was engraved on Szmek's wound, as if it had been imprinted for him.

(End of this chapter)