"The power of miracles of one to three."

"We, can we have the power of miracles?"

"If this happens, you might really win."

“…”

After learning that the arena would have equal miracle power, the slaves were excited, and they were excited because it meant hope to leave here.

But the reality is that they are thinking too much.

"roar!!"

The monster's roar sounded in the arena, and the space there was folded, inside it was an endless earth that allowed them to play freely.

But it is really not exciting, because no one will call it one-sided slaughtering it a battle.

"That's not how the power of miracles is used."

At the beginning of the first arena, there were not many spectators, most of them were slaves allowed to watch together.

However, at this moment, there was no longer a trace of excitement in their hearts.

“The gap is too big.”

Saros stood there, and he was always paying attention to the war in the arena. One morning, it was obviously a fierce battle, but it fought more than 20 games and more than 20 people died.

"Suddenly, one-fourth of the opponent's power is not so easy to master."

Although Saros had not obtained miracle power, he knew very well that this power was complex and difficult to master. Just the weakest extraordinary power would require several months of hard work to be used in the initial use.

The more powerful extraordinary, the awakening of heroes, the incarnation of the laws of the king, these powers cannot even be touched in a few years or even decades of kung fu.

In both sides of the battle, monsters have already controlled their power for many years, and have even evolved from the lowest level step by step.

In contrast, the slaves suddenly gained power and didn't even have time to react, so they were dragged to the battlefield to fight against the real master of this power.

Let me ask, how to fight and how to win?

"Are we coming soon?"

Shi Xiyu was very scared. She couldn't fight at all. Even if she gave her the power to destroy the world, she could only throw an energy cannon and blow the opponent to death.

But Ya'an's power is three times stronger than hers in the face of her, and her proficiency and skill are far superior to her opponent. You can imagine the ending of Shi Xiyu.

It was not just her at this moment, but even Saros didn't know how to win.

"Saros."

The Marquis of Qingquan and Yiya and other people from Qingquan Kingdom were also in the arena at this time, and they were waiting for the appearance of Saros.

"His Majesty."

Yiya saw twenty battles: "It's impossible to win."

I no longer have the intention to calculate and have the intention. Even if I have the power, how can I master such powerful power in a moment?

"Don't be impulsive, there's still a chance."

Qingquan came here not only to watch, but also to protect Saros.

If Saros really encounters danger, she will rush forward at all costs and interrupt the battle, even if she will become enemies with the Holy Emperor and even the entire Holy Empire in the future, she will do whatever she wants.

"Maybe what he encountered was extraordinary level, extraordinary level, and then there is hope."

With the help of some means and strategies, Saros himself has the ability to defeat extraordinary and extraordinary, and then let him gain miracle power, and his chances of winning will be greater.

Of course, even Qingquan didn't think that the old uncle could defeat the hero level and the master level, even if he got a quarter of the opponent's strength.

“It’s my place.”

Saros was the 22nd. He took a deep breath and walked onto the athletic platform under the escort of the left and right guards.

All the 21 people in front were dead. So far, the winning rate of this battle is still 0, and no one has walked away alive.

‘I won’t die in a place like this.’

‘Absolutely not.’

Saros stood in the middle of the arena, waiting for his battle.

When every slave comes on the field, the monsters he challenges are random, may be very strong, or may be as strong as his own strength.

The upper limit is that there is a slave who is very lucky. He encountered a king-level monster and almost became the other party’s ration without leaving for a round.

"Boom"

The power of miracles began to surge, and the athletic platform began to expand in all directions. In a blink of an eye, Saros was in an endless desert.

There is no concealment here, the scorching sun above the head burns the earth, not even a drop of water. In front of Saros, a giant with a body of gold and a height of at least 20 meters stood suddenly.

"legend!!!"

In the stands, Qingquan suddenly stood up, her face turned pale, and even through the barrier of the Holy Emperor, she could clearly feel the strength of this golden statue.

【Eye of the God】

Level: Legend

Source: Miracle Architecture When I Return from the Afterlife

"Why is it a legend?!"

The originally not many viewers stood up at this time. They did not expect that the Holy Emperor would simulate a legendary strong man as a slave's opponent in such a small place.

"One-sided battles are meaningless."

"How can a mortal, how can he compete with a legend? He is dead."

There were not many people in the stands. In addition to Qingquan, the emperor's election was also there. There were several other miracle lords of the Holy Empire. They were invited by the Holy Emperor to show their faces or go through a formality. No one really cared about this fight.

But now, the kings sighed, legendary powers and mortals, even if the other party can get one-quarter of the legendary power in a short period of time.

So what? Can he defeat the other party just by relying on his own?

The power of legends is not just the amount of energy, but also awakening, domain, laws, power, and these things require understanding, not power.

This state of needing miracle people to understand and practice by themselves is not to give it as you give it.

If the Holy Emperor could give so many things to mortals in an instant, then his miracle would not be superior to the top, but to the top.

"His Majesty!"

Yiya grabbed the hand of the Marquis Qingquan, who stared at Saros in the field.

The Emperor's Choice looked at this scene with a smile. He liked to watch others' separation and death, which would make him feel that he was alive, rather than wasting his time.

"He's dead."

"No," the Marquis turned his head suddenly: "He will not die, he will definitely win!"

Qingquan saw Saros' expression in his eyes. She could see the calmness and caution on the other person's face. He had not yet admitted defeat, but he still believed in the existence of a miracle.

"This power."

Saros felt the surging miracle power in his body. They were very chaotic and strange. He had an understanding of miracle power, but it was the first time he mastered it.

"Can fight!"

Saros raised his head, without a prompt to start the battle, and what came towards him was a scepter covering the sky and the sun.
Chapter completed!