The talent is still strong, and even if you don’t use it for a hundred years, there will be no problems.

Soon a stout alien who was big and three thick, more than two meters tall, and more than five hundred kilograms was directly controlled.

Grude only took a little time to read out all the other party's memories "Boss, it's right here. The gladiatorial arena once every three days, and the big match is once every five days. The fastest match is two days later, and each match needs some funds at the beginning..."

Thea waved her hand, "You find someone to do the specific work, don't tell me, buy me the widest and best position for the broadest view, I want to watch it up close."

Grud is still very reliable in doing things, and he is very careful with money! When he learned that Thea was going to stay here for a few more days, the group bought a large building and attracted a lot of small forces to serve as a witness.

In order to prevent them from joining forces to cheat themselves, there are those who are controlled by the heart and those who are bribed, and no one knows each other's situation, and there is no way to connect them.

The stands in the arena were also bought. It was the exclusive stands of an interstellar slave owner. The other party had a mental control device and was not afraid of Grude. He even planned to fight back, but after Fiora dismantled his warship with bare hands, he obediently offered the stands and ran away in shame.

The arena is 800 meters in diameter and can accommodate tens of thousands of spectators. It has a barrier in the stands and can be opened. If you feel that you are more capable, you can also close it. In short, it is designed to be quite human.

When the young lady entered the venue, many audience seats were already full, and the noisy environment made her frown slightly.

Looking around, Xiya was not very satisfied with her position because there was a taller and larger stand above her head.

Grud hurriedly explained that it was the private place of the planet's owner Ms. Styx and was not open to the public at ordinary times.

"Send someone to pay attention and wait until that guy comes. If I'm still this week at that time, please notify me." Xiya didn't know how long it would take for her to see. Maybe she would break through after just one look, maybe she would have to watch it for ten days and half a month?

A cosmic man, no virtue can do, dare to sit on her head, and must "talk" about this matter carefully at that time.

After removing distracting thoughts, she began to focus on the current fight.

The host of the arena was a shameless guy. Yes, there were no facial features such as eyes, ears, mouth, nose, etc., and the whole face was just a skin. There was a crack from the jaw to the throat, and the sound came from there.

This host doesn't need to put on makeup when throwing it into the horror movie world. It can scare a few children and old men to death when throwing it into the playground.

The shameless host started to make an opening remark to set off the atmosphere. Xiya was too lazy to listen to nonsense, closed her eyes slightly, and waited for the game to start.

Fireworks were fired from time to time on the scene, and the audience had begun to cheer for their respective targets. Of course, this is not a waste of time to applaud. The daily expenses of such a large arena are terrifying. The money for selling tickets is not enough. Betting on the winner is the big deal. Advanced weapons, slaves, minerals, and planets can all participate in this gambling as traded objects.

"Riper!"

"Bone!Bone!"

The audience's emotions reached its peak. The host introduced the results of both sides, and then waved to start.

The gates on both sides of the bottom of the arena slowly rose, and a burly and strong man with three eyes and brown skin walked out of one side. Seeing his mouth full of fangs, Xiya felt that this guy was a bit like an orc in the game.

The guy who was suspected of an orc held two machetes and shouted loudly at the crowd around him. The audience couldn't understand what he was calling, so it was probably not a good thing, but for the sake of his money for him, a bunch of people still sent blessings.

The guy who appeared on the other side had some tricks. Three robots dragged the chains and pulled out a green plant.

The plant is like a cabbage that has been enlarged a hundred times, and can only move by several rhizomes. Even if it is pulled by a robot, it is still very slow. There is a complicated sunflower head with three circles of fine teeth inside. From time to time, some mucus leaks out from the big mouth, corroding the ground to a squeak.

"That big man is the tear. This plant is called bone, which means it only eats meat but not bones." A small leader reported to Gruder, and Gruder reported to Her Majesty the Queen in a terrible way.

"Look at it casually." She was not very interested. This level of strength was indeed great against street heroes, but in her opinion, there was no highlight. Only the orc who fought to the death might still be a bit interesting.

Ordinary people may not be able to see it, but in her eyes, the orc will definitely lose, and it is covered with scars. Facing a strong enemy who is enough to crush him, there is no chance of winning except to fight to the death.

"You arranged it?" she asked as if nothing had happened.

Gruder scratched his big head, admitting it.

Although Xiya and the others just arrived, the organizer of the arena was not a good person. It is the rule here to deal with a batch of defective products regularly. Now this income is an extra black money to put it in their private pockets, and they really have no reason to stop it.

Grude wanted the boss to understand it early and go home early. The person in charge of the arena received extra money, and the two sides hit it off.

Xiya is not the Virgin. This orc who is unknown to many thousands of light years away was killed by her subordinates. She didn't care at all, just wanted to see if the other party could give her some inspiration on the verge of life and death.

The orcs have experienced many battles, and of course they can see their opponent's strength, but he has no way out and can only fight to the death.

The two swords slashed wildly, cutting the giant cannibal plant into splattering juice, but that's it.

This thing has amazing self-healing ability. If you cut it down with one knife, it will grow up in two seconds. It is just a joke that there is no flame weapon to suppress its high-speed growth.

The orcs' courage, combat skills and beliefs were brought to the extreme, but they still did not win. They fought to the death, except cutting off one of the roots of the giant plant, and made no achievements. The price was to be bitten off half of their body and die on the spot.

"The strength is too different. The arrangements are a little different next time, but there are so many differences." After giving Grude a few words, Siya turned back to rest.

In the next nearly a month, I watched nine small games and five major games.

The so-called small competition is a one-on-one fight, while the major competition is a group fight, but no matter how big or small, there is only one survivor left.

The person in charge of the arena, the faceless host, the captain of the guard team, and several managers made a lot of money with black money. Such a high death rate led the audience to be in a very high mood. The public account of the arena also made a lot of money, and they could exceed the performance in every game. Several person in charge were extremely happy. They could not only complete the orders from the superiors, but also make money. Why not do it?

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long, and the harmonious and stable arena finally attracted the attention of the boss. The soldiers on their side consumed too quickly.
Chapter completed!