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Chapter 208 Call of the Soldier Lord

Anima, in Dasa's understanding, is the most fundamental and fundamental substance that constitutes the entire Shadow Realm.

His soul obtained the body of his life because of his anima, but it was only similar in appearance, and his strength and so on were all inferior to his life, and even the talents of trolls, berserk did not exist at all up.

But it doesn't matter, he can find a way to solve this problem by himself.

All problems can be solved through mental energy.

During these days in Maldraxxus, he had absorbed a lot of mental energy into his body through fighting, and he had successfully regained this innate ability.

And it was successfully used in a recent gladiatorial match.

With more and more victories in the Theater of Sadness, it means that he is getting closer to winning the Theater of Sadness championship.

More and more relevant information was sent to the Seat of Soldiers, among which was naturally about Dasa.

"Really? I see, you step back. Akalek"

The military master waved his back to Akalek who came to deliver the information.

"Yes, soldier master."

Akalek didn't say much, but prepared to leave after completing the message to the soldier master.

The military master took the information about Dasa handed over by Akalek, and he looked through it again, and became curious about this special soul who was born in Kerion but traveled around to Tamardraxus .

From the intelligence point of view, this Grian was one of the rare people who had a strong fighting ability before being promoted.He is a pure fighter, and his most commonly used weapon is a gun and shield combination.

This is a classic combination that ordinary people seem to be mediocre, but effective.

After reading Dasa's latest information, the military master had a more comprehensive understanding of his combat ability, and also gave him a more complete plan for the five secret courtyards he planned to build in the future.

This Kyrian may serve a special role.

Thinking of this, the soldier master put down the information about Dasa in his hands, and looked at the distant window again.

In the Theater of Sadness, Dasa is still participating in the gladiator competition. Today is his last match. As long as he wins this game, he will be awarded the title of Champion of the Theater of Sadness.

But this is not an easy game. As a challenger for the title, he is not allowed to bring any weapons into the game.

On the contrary, those guys who fight with him can use weapons and spells at will.

If he wants to get a weapon he is comfortable with, that's fine.

But it has to be taken from his enemy first.

"With bare hands? It doesn't matter, these bastards are still not enough to watch."

Daza was thinking and looked at the guys who surrounded him. There were five gladiators in total, with different weapons in their hands. There were swords, knives, daggers, clubs, and axes, but there were no spears.

It doesn't matter, he can also use these weapons.

What might really get him into trouble now is probably the special net in the opponent's hand.

Along with Daza's dazzling record in the Theater of Sorrows, he became famous throughout Maldraxxus, and the five gladiators who came to stop him were clearly prepared.

Dasa, who is unarmed, is naturally at a disadvantage, but this is exactly where this gladiatorial match becomes a highlight and a challenge.

"Come on, let's have a good fight!"

Daza jumped at the gladiator closest to him holding a dagger after the start of the match was announced. The moment the opponent felt Daza rushing towards him, he threw the net in his hand at Daza, and then his head stopped. Go back and run backwards.

Facing the oncoming throwing net, Dasa had no choice but to dodge.

He dodged this throwing net, but before he continued to chase, another throwing net came from the side, which made him have to dodge again.

Dasa had to admit that these guys had indeed made sufficient preparations. Throwing the net could restrict their own activities, and at the same time force them to dodge and increase physical exertion. On the other hand, if they were thrown into the net, they would Being restrained, it's time for them to fight back.

Before their physical strength is exhausted, they will definitely not take the initiative to approach them.

This gladiatorial match will be ugly, but this does not prevent these five guys from being able to stop themselves here and start their championship road from scratch.

This was something he didn't want to see.

The subsequent changes in the situation were just as he had imagined. The five gladiators kept their distance from Dasa blindly, and he couldn't make long-range attacks with his bare hands.

Dasa was being teased by them like a lion hunting a group of nimble takins.

Just as he was thinking about the way to break the situation, he saw the net that he had just avoided.

He has noticed.

Facing the flying net again, he dodged it again, and his pursuit speed dropped again, but before the net landed, he was caught by Dasa, and at the same time he dodged the other side. Throwing the net, he threw the net in his hand towards a gladiator with his backhand.

These five gladiators did not have Dasa's flexible dodging ability, and two gladiators were caught by Dasa's net.

Now, this is his chance!

Dasa made a charge, hitting a gladiator with his left uppercut on the head, and his right leg kicked away the long sword tightly held in another gladiator's hand like a whip.

After that, they seized the weapons of these two, a claw-shaped dagger and a long sword.

As for the two gladiators, after Dasa seized their weapons, they both fell under their own weapons.

Only at this time did the three gladiators who had distanced themselves realize that it was time to fight Dasa, but it was too late; facing Dasa with a dagger in one hand and a long sword in the other, all their counterattacks were futile.

The short dagger in Dasa's left hand blocked all attacks for him, and the long sword in his right hand wiped out all enemies for him.

The five gladiators were killed by him in this way, but the gladiatorial match for the championship title was not over yet. Not long after Daza killed the five gladiators, the originally closed gate of the arena opened again.

Fifteen gladiators rushed out of it. Among them were skeleton warriors and skeleton mages. The target was very clear, which was Daza.

"Wheel battle, okay. The design of this schedule is as bad as some game plans in the previous life, and the difficulty will only be increased by the number."

While speaking, Dasa inserted the short dagger into the armed belt around his waist, and drew the long knife beside him. Now he has a long knife in one hand and a long sword in the other, ready to face the new batch of enemies.

At the same time that the opponent started to move, Dasa also made a move, and he also launched a charge. The target was very clear, the group of mages.

If you don't give priority to killing these spellcasters, then his next battle will not be completed.

The soldiers in the team were also aware of Dasa's plan, and they stepped forward one after another trying to entangle Dasa, so as to win opportunities for the mages in the rear.

But they alone couldn't stop Dasa at all, a whirlwind of swords and swords set off in this arena, both fighters and mages were crushed in front of this whirlwind.

Dasa also felt a little tired after dealing with the fifteen gladiators, but he felt that he should recover soon.

His eyes turned to the wide-open passage door again.

"This guy, it's too exhausting to do so."

Kekosus sat in the audience, watching Daza's match carefully.

"No, if he continues to procrastinate in the battle just now, it will consume more of his energy."

Akalek disagreed with Caikosus' point of view.

"I don't know anything else, all I know is that after this gladiatorial match, this guy may come to me again to ask for some potions."

Stradama's eyes were fixed on the field below.

"Will the final opponent of the champion be a team? That would be really interesting."

Panting heavily, Dasa dropped the curly-edged long sword and long knife in his hand, turned around and picked up the ax and stick beside him.

As Dasa said, the thirty gladiators entering the arena are all dressed in the same armor, and the weapons in their hands are a large square shield and a long sword.

After they entered the arena, they didn't immediately choose to attack Dasa, but instead formed a defensive formation that looked solid.

These neatly lined gladiators gave Dasa the feel of an army.

Seeing this, Dasa didn't hold back anymore. In the Shadow Realm, the second rampage of Maldraxxus started!
After becoming mad, Dasa's actions are more flexible, and his attacks are more powerful.

When the sticks and axes struck the round shields like drumbeats, it indicated that Daza had officially fought against the 30-man squadron.

The phalanx completed the siege of Dasa in a gradual march, and swords would stab him in all directions unless he could break through the siege.

"Are they all here at last? That's great."

After Dasa confirmed that these guys surrounded him, he used both hands suddenly, and the square shield in front of him was actually cracked by him.

Before the warrior holding the shield could react, the ax in Dasa's hand was stuck in his face.After Daza snatched the long sword from the other party's hand, he began to charge into the depths of the formation.

The formation is broken, and the best way to control the battle is to reorganize the formation.

"Hmph! Want to run?!

Dasa sensed the intentions of these guys, and he immediately targeted those guys who left the team. As he snatched more and more weapons from these opponents, the weapons in his hands also changed. Became a shield and a sword.

The formation was smashed by Dasa again and again, and more and more people were killed by him.

In the end, there was only one gladiator left standing, and this gladiator was Daza.

"Cheers, everyone! Another champion has been born in the Theater of Sorrows! Although he is a kryen who was promoted to the fortress, his successful challenge has proved his power! He is a well-deserved champion of the Theater of Sorrows !"

Listening to the passionate voice of the narrator, several people in the auditorium also cheered.

"Hey, he really did it."

Stradama looked at Dasa standing on the field with a smile on his face.

"What a scary guy. I really can't possibly hold on to a fight of this intensity."

Kekosus looked down and stood calmly on the spot, and Daza, who seemed to be calm in his heart, praised.

"exactly."

Akalek's expression remained the same as before, but some changes in Dasa's emotions could be vaguely seen from his glowing eyes.

In the Seat of the Soldier Lord, the Soldier Lord has received new information from the Theater of Sad Death.

"Have you passed the test of the champion? Well, it looks like a strange guy. Bring that guy to me."

The military master finally gave up, and he was going to meet Dasa in person.

"Ah? The soldier wants to see me?!"

Not long after the exhausting championship game ended, Daza met Akalek, and he was still very surprised to see the other party's usual expression.

"Yes, come with you and me. I will take you to the Seat of the Lord of War, where He is."

Akalek didn't explain too much to Dasa, but led him the way after notifying Dasa on his own.

Dasa didn't say much, and just followed. He really had a strong interest in that military lord. This person's identity, strength, and various planning methods seemed to him to be more powerful than that typical soldier. The warden is even stronger.

Under the leadership of Akalek, Dasa went all the way south in circles, and rode a skeleton wyvern to the huge and majestic statue from the Theater of Sorrows.

The seat of the military master.

"Here it is. This is the seat of the military master, and the military master is in it. I won't go in because he didn't summon me."

Akalek brought Dasa to the gate of this solid giant stone fortress, and pointed inside.

"Thank you for your guidance, Akalek. See you later then."

After Dasa finished speaking, he stepped into the gate of this megalithic fortress.

Those in charge of guarding here are all the elites of Maldraxxus, and Daza walked into this megalithic fortress under their watchful eyes.

Is this the guy?
Standing on the high platform with his long staff in hand, the soldier master looked at Dasa who was slowly approaching. He was sizing up this unique guy.And he could also feel that when he was looking at Dasa, this guy was also looking at himself.

There was no fear or reverence in the eyes he looked at him, only curiosity and a unique sense of contrast.

Is the soul comparing itself to something?
Is it the eldest daughter Gristia?
"Come in, let's go inside and talk."

The military master looked at Dasa who had walked up to him, and brought him into his room. When he turned his head, he noticed that this curious guy was looking around at the moment, looking at the environment here.

Dasa is looking at the Seat of the Warrior Lord curiously, because he wants to see what Hiccup looks like here that has not been closed yet.

"Sit down, we can chat slowly, and you can also watch slowly. Dasa."

The military master shook his head, and after sitting back on his throne, he looked at Dasa.

(End of this chapter)