Davis didn't know what kind of conspiracy and calculations were being considered in old Balzac's head, but he knew very well the way the Skeleton and Bones Society acted.

These immortals hold the oldest and largest network of interests and relations in the entire empire, and their influence radiates to every level of nobles.

The energy that the Skeleton Club possesses is not willing to confront the head-on. Once these old guys make every effort to make trouble, the Empire will instantly fall into chaos. With the current situation of internal and external troubles and crises in the empire, if the Joint Council of the Presbyterian Council attacks with all its might under the secret control of the Skeleton Club, then it is not completely impossible to impeach Emperor Durothal and force him to abdicate.

It is not known what the Skeleton and Bones were planning to Amanda for public execution, but Prince Davis was not stupid enough to expose his intelligence shortcomings, so he deliberately avoided the topic of the Xiuwen family and complained a few words from the side about his father's actions. With the cunning of these old guys, he could naturally guess his position and real intentions.

The two elders of the Skeleton Society knew Davis' meaning very well and were very satisfied with his choice. The two old men smiled at each other and their flashing eyes instantly exchanged a lot of things, but they did not immediately uncover the last veil, but instead shifted their eyes to the arena below, indicating that they would first appreciate the wonderful game in front of them and talk about the rest.

A human swordsman at the peak of the third level battles against three Taurus gladiators who are both in the third level, but have three. Although human warriors have a little advantage in the dissociation level of the Gods Seal, this advantage is easily smeared by the racial talent of the Taurus clan. In addition, it is a one-on-three battle, and this battle is no suspense.

However, in this war, several human empires and multiple sub-human forces are in a long-term chaos. Anyone who can successfully establish a country, no matter how small the country is, will definitely be amazing and have a peak in combat power, including many heroes with ancient legendary bloodlines.

In other words, any member of the royal family, after all, will be in the body of seven or eight out of ten, with the blood of the strong flowing. These blood powers will not gradually become thinner with the passage of the royal family from generation to generation. They will only become more and more difficult to stimulate and hide deeper.

Although almost all the royal families of small countries with weak national strength are waste, it does not mean that these royal families are really a group of hopeless wine bags. Once the blood in their bodies awakens, they will burst out with extraordinary strength.

Just like the down-and-out gladiator in front of him, he was spoiled since childhood and could not have survived the cruel training of the arena of the gladiator. However, endless humiliation, anger, and fear successfully awakened the blood of his ancestors flowing in his body...

In just two or three years, he grew from a soft boy who could only stick his butt and waggle his tail and beg for mercy to a murderous warrior. With such a growth rate, even the top seeds that are regarded as geniuses and are cultivated by various aristocratic families and royal families cannot be compared with them.

And this potential has obviously not reached its peak...

It was originally just a battle without any suspense, but with the extremely tragic battle, with the flesh and blood flying everywhere and the broken weapons and armor fragments. The young gladiator's injuries became more and more tragic, but not only did not weaken, but instead increased further. Seeing that the last fourth-level seal in his body began to shake.

"Hey, although I'm not very willing, it seems that I'm going to lose this gambling game."

The mysterious old man Barcelona glanced at Duke Balzac next to him, but there was a strange smile on his face, just as if he was not the one who would lose in this gladiator bet for a while.

Prince Davis, who was watching the game next to him, knew very well that if the bets were expressed with their identity, even royal members like him would be frightened. The old Barcelona, ​​who was about to lose, was not only not unhappy or angry, but also looked happy, and there must be something else.

The prince soon knew why. He heard the old Barcelona continue, "Balzac, I heard that you signed a blood contract with this young man. As long as he can win the final victory in this battle, you will give him freedom. Is that true?"

The old duke nodded slightly, said, "That's right, even I can't violate the effect of that blood contract. If it weren't for this, this little guy wouldn't have fought so hard. He had suffered almost fatal trauma at least twice. Unexpectedly, he could endure it. This perseverance is indeed great. But..."

The old duke turned his tone and suddenly a strange look appeared on his face: "But that's better, especially the moment when hope is shattered, it's the most exciting moment."

As soon as Balzac finished speaking, a golden light suddenly broke out on the young gladiator's body, and a vast and boundless power of the God of War surged out of the heavenly kingdom and was directly injected into the young gladiator's body. Not only did his God of War fight aura directly break through the fourth-level bottleneck, but he also reached the fourth-level intermediate level in one fell swoop...

"The God-Follower... He actually became the God-Follower of Kratos, the God-Follower..."

This time, even Prince Davis was moved. Everyone on the Dota Continent knew what the meaning of the God-Follower means. One thing is that if anyone violates the contract with the God-Follower, he will directly anger the gods and induce God-Follower punishment.

The expression on Duke Balzac's face finally changed. His greatest interest was to see the moment when a person's dream broke and despaired, so what he least wanted to see was the thing that others hoped to come true and successfully reversed their destiny.

The young gladiator shouted and threw away the long sword and shield that had already broken and broken in his hand. His fighting spirit burst out. He grabbed the pair of cow horns in front of him and pulled it down with a huge cow head. Seeing this scene, the other two tauren warriors were not scared away, but their eyes were blood red, and nearly one meter long white air spurted out from their mouths. The fur all over their bodies turned blood red, as if soaked in blood. They actually entered the deepest state of madness and blood rage.

The strength of the Taurus warrior who was completely furious was sometimes able to increase the strength of a whole level, but the young gladiator, as a divine servant, was also squeezed out even more amazing potential. He roared, raised his feet and stomped on the ground hard, and suddenly a crack of golden light shining spread out in all directions. The dazzling golden light sprayed more than two meters above the ground, and the range covered the area of ​​dozens of meters in a radius. The Taurus warrior who was directly at the center of this destruction field was torn into dozens of pieces in an instant.

"'Traveling of the God of War', his god-given combat skill is actually 'Traveling of the God of War'. It's indeed worthy of being the divine follower of the God of War Kratos. This time it's really even more interesting. Balzac, if you don't prepare any backup plan, your face will be greatly lost this time."

Duke Balzac ignored the old Barcelona's teasing. He snorted coldly, but the expression on his face turned from anger to joy, saying, "I thought it would be useless, but I didn't expect that a 'toy' I borrowed from Zuod two days ago has a place to use it."

At this time, the young gladiator covered in blood had already stood at the closest position to the old duke on the arena. He raised his head and looked at the old man in front of him. Although he did not speak, his cruel eyes had clearly expressed his meaning.

"Do you want freedom?"

"Not only that, but also my mother's...death!"

The boy's voice was cold and hard, but a little awkward, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time. And his request was not surprising, because only death could truly free his mother.

The old duke showed a kind smile on his face, just like a kind-hearted elder who was guiding his junior: "Since you remember so clearly the contract we signed, you should not forget one of them, that is, you must defeat all the gladiators in this arena."

The young gladiator still had a trace of the aura of the god of war Kratos, and at this time he was not afraid of any challenges at all.

Although there are many strong people in the arena, due to the cruel battle and the lack of upgrade resources, of course, the most important thing is the supervision of the master of the arena. It is difficult for strong people above level 4. After all, as long as key resources such as sacrifices are stuck, it is difficult to break through the bottleneck no matter how talented the person is. After all, there are very few people who can get the favor of the God of War.

The young gladiator was like a god of war at this time, and even his entire body had grown a lot bigger. As long as the opponent was not a real war king-level strongman, he had absolute confidence to crush and win.

As long as the Duke of Balzac cannot come up with other gladiators to compete with him, the freedom he had been looking forward to for many years would be within his control. Under the gaze of the God of War, he believed that old Balzac would never dare to break his oath. Of course, he would not make a fool of himself, which would directly cause the wrath of the God of War.

However, just as the young gladiator could not hide his excitement and sneered with the old duke, another door on the arena slowly opened, and then a series of crisp sounds of horse hooves were heard. Everyone thought that a knight would appear, but when they saw it clearly, they realized that the one who walked out of the door turned out to be a centaur girl.

A beautiful girl who looks very young and still has a childish smile on her face. She is wearing simple leather armor and holding a spear in her hand, slowly walking towards the young gladiator, which is not like she is about to enter the killing field, but instead she looks like a girl who is about to rush to date.

The young gladiator turned his suspicious eyes to Balzac, as if questioning whether he was joking. However, the next moment, as the spear in the centaur girl's hand trembled slightly, at some point, something bright red suddenly appeared on the tip of her spear...

It was actually a heart that was stuck on the tip of the gun, still trembling and contracting slightly.
Chapter completed!