Although Ronin hadn’t participated in planning every detail of Princess Blanche’s itinerary, as her escort, he still knew what to expect at each stage.
Here at the Beast Fighting Arena, they were rely spectators for the Gladiator performance; no special introductions had been arranged.
The sudden spotlight put Ronin on alert, which was why he had reminded Macken to be on guard in case sothing unexpected happened.
However, it seed he had been worrying for nothing.
The host on the opposite side of the stands turned off the spotlight and, after letting the atmosphere cool slightly, resud his introduction of the day’s beast fighting event, gradually drawing the audience’s attention back.
This beast fighting show had been advertised for a long ti, so almost every spectator present knew that the Gladiator would have to defeat a Third-level Magical Beast: the Cyan-skinned Giant.
This type of Magical Beast had a primate-like form, but it also possessed long arms and enormous feet. It even had webbing between its fingers and toes, making it exceptionally skilled at both climbing and swimming.
According to the introduction, the Cyan-skinned Giant had a pair of sharp horns on its head, long tusks in its mouth, and red eyes, giving it an extrely ugly appearance.
Many people ca to watch out of morbid curiosity; after all, those who lived in the city rarely had the chance to see a Magical Beast with their own eyes.
"And now, let’s give a thunderous round of applause and a roar of excitent to welco tonight’s main event to the stage!"
As the host’s voice bood, a huge stone gate on the eastern wall of the Beast Fighting Arena slowly opened, revealing a massive iron cage to everyone.
Instantly, those who saw the monster in the cage couldn’t help but gasp. So of the more timid won couldn’t stop themselves from crying out in terror.
Inside the cage was a massive monster nearly three ters tall. The sight of its tusks bared in an angry roar and its basin-sized hands gripping the iron bars sent a chill down everyone’s spine.
"This kind of creature should be rare in the Wushan Mountain Range. It was probably captured in the Mist Mountain Range."
Blanche had clearly seen a Cyan-skinned Giant before. "It looks like the organizers put a lot of effort into this year-end performance. No wonder the tickets are so expensive."
"You’re familiar with this creature?" Ronin asked in surprise.
He didn’t have many mories of Magical Beasts.
Blanche nodded. "These creatures usually move in groups of three to five. The strongest individuals can match a human Bronze Knight. They possess so intelligence, but not much."
As they spoke, the gate at the front of the iron cage was slowly raised from a slot above the stone entrance, and the trapped Cyan-skinned Giant charged out in a frenzy.
It roared at the sky, its already red eyes now turning utterly bloodthirsty, fueled by rage.
Especially after it saw the audience in the stands, it roared furiously and charged toward the wall, leaping two or three ters into the air. It then scrambled another two ters up the wall, scaring the spectators above into crying out and scrambling backward.
Fortunately, the stands were over ten ters higher than the arena floor. No matter how well the Cyan-skinned Giant could climb, it ultimately fell helplessly back down.
The startled audience recovered. This scene didn’t frighten them; instead, it made them even more excited and eager for the upcoming beast fight. Many even started cheering.
Blanche glanced at the Giant that had fallen back and continued, "These creatures are violent, bloodthirsty, and enjoy eating humans. There seem to have been tis in history when Giants ran rampant, and instances of them eating people were commonplace."
Ronin nodded slowly and gave her a thumbs-up. "Live and learn. Blanche, you’re quite the scholar."
Blanche seed a little embarrassed. "It’s nothing. I just read a lot of different books."
As the two of them spoke, the host had already cald the audience’s initial fear and whipped them into a frenzy. "And now, please welco our first Gladiator! He is the undefeated champion of the Interdiate Arena with a hundred victories, the War God Wolf King!"
RATTLE~
A small gate on the western wall slowly opened, and a burly Knight clad in Heavy Armor and wielding a Knight’s Longsword walked in slowly.
The backgrounds of Gladiators were rather complex. So were free Knights, while others were captured Professional Knights sold by slave owners to the Beast Fighting Arena specifically for performances.
The forr were paid for their victories, while for the latter, the prize money went to their slave owners.
However, regardless of whether they were a free Knight or a slave Knight, a death in the Beast Fighting Arena was a death for nothing; neither their families nor their slave owners would receive any compensation.
As this Gladiator entered the arena, the enraged Cyan-skinned Giant seed to have found an outlet for its fury. It let out a furious roar at the human Gladiator nicknad "Wolf King" and then charged at him like a mad beast.
The Wolf King roared, and a powerful Fighting Qi erupted from his body, coalescing into a brilliant Sword Aura on his Knight’s Sword.
He slashed out with his sword, and the Sword Aura shot forward. He himself also rushed toward the Giant, preparing to land a follow-up strike.
Regardless of the move’s actual power, it at least unleashed the Wolf King’s imposing aura.
This naturally drew repeated gasps of amazent from the common spectators in the stands, who thought the Cyan-skinned Giant was about to be slain by this single sword strike. So even began chanting the Wolf King’s na.
But the outco was unexpected.
The Cyan-skinned Giant neither dodged nor evaded. It raised a palm, which flashed with a yellow light, and then slapped down violently. Just like that, the Sword Aura was shattered.
It then extended its thick, long arm, crossing two or three ters in an instant to grab the Wolf King by the neck.
"CRACK!"
The jarring sound of snapping bone silenced the entire Beast Fighting Arena. Only when the Knight’s Longsword fell to the ground with a clatter did the crowd react. So people jumped up as if from a reflex, terrified.
Having killed the human, the Giant’s rage seed to have been vented, and so of the bloodlust in its eyes faded.
A gurgling sound ca from its mouth. It then sat down on the ground, pulled over the Wolf King’s corpse, and, in front of the entire audience, crushed his skull, scooped out the brains inside, and began to feast.
The sight made everyone’s scalp tingle with horror, and a wave of shocked cries swept through the stands.
Ronin couldn’t help but frown. He had never seen a Magical Beast eat a person in front of him before.
This scene was too brutal, too gory.
But looking at the surrounding audience, beyond their gasps, there was a look of perverse excitent in their eyes.
And at that mont, the host’s voice rang out at just the right mont.
"It seems a single Interdiate Knight is no match for this frenzied Magical Beast!"
He paused, then announced loudly, "So next, we’ll have three Gladiators from the Interdiate Arena challenge this monster at the sa ti!"
Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, the audience erupted in applause and cheers.
"These three Gladiators all have astounding records of ten consecutive wins in the Battle Arena! Their Physical Ability and their Power have reached incredible levels!"
"Let’s welco them with a round of applause!"
The small gate on the west side opened again, and three Gladiators dressed identically to the late Wolf King walked in.
They exchanged a glance, then cautiously spread out, preparing to coordinate an attack from three directions to kill the Magical Beast.
Ronin leaned on the railing of the stands, watching the scene below. "This Giant is clearly a Third-level Magical Beast. Why are they sending Interdiate Knights to challenge it?"
Blanche replied, "Because that’s what makes the beast fights exciting."
In truth, Ronin knew the answer even without her saying it.
It was just that the answer was too blood-soaked. Once again, Ronin was exposed to another corner of this world’s darkness and cruelty.
Here, human life was rely a tool used to please others, afforded not a shred of respect.
He glanced at Blanche and saw what seed to be a hint of excitent in her eyes, too. As expected, the people in this world were all conditioned by this kind of atmosphere.
She might feel it was cruel, she might even have a rciful side, but that was as far as it went.
Ronin would never betray his own interests, but he was a man raised under socialist ideals. Having co to this Otherworld, he inevitably had his own thoughts, his own goals.
’What is it that I want to do?’
Ronin gripped the railing, watching as the three Knights below launched their attack on the Cyan-skinned Giant from three different directions.
The cyan monster tossed aside the headless corpse of the previous Gladiator and began to howl with excitent. Facing three opponents, it still showed not the slightest hint of fear.
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