The arena was full of people, and the audience was clamoring, without concealing the desire and killing on their faces.

What etiquette cultivation, here, only the ultimate evil.

The slaves fought the beasts desperately, and every second of life was a luxury.

And those nobles also disliked that the slaves were too weak and vulnerable.

This is the nobility, always aloof, always righteous.

Smell the smell of blood, Situ put down the white gauze on the top hat and sat in the auditorium.

"Oh, dear God of Light, why didn't this slave go to hell?"

Agatha blushed with excitement, but what she said was very vicious.

"Agatha, pay attention to your lady's cultivation."

The surrounding shouts made Si Tu uncomfortable, especially the floating blood, which reminded her of the doomsday in six months.

Where is he?

Taking him away is what she came here for.

Well, right in front of you

Situ raised her violet eyes and frowned.

Really, the enemy's road is narrow.

"Such a thin piece of garbage, you're too embarrassed to drag it to the arena?"

"He's only food for beasts, oh, food for teeth."

The young man stood in the middle of the arena, with yellow sand everywhere, but Situ recognized him at a glance.

Thasm, the man who killed her twice.

"Tear him up and eat him fiercely!"

Agatha was yelling beside her, and her crazy appearance really surprised the God of Light.

The sturdy tiger opened his eyes, and he didn't seem to be interested in the food that was not enough for him to stick his teeth.

"Go up and kill him!"

Under the stimulation of the people in the audience, the tiger finally moved and pounced straight at him.

Sasm raised his head suddenly, a pair of black eyes staring at it like a poisonous snake, with unpredictable danger.

Could this be the opportunity for him to explode his divine power?

The white light that was enough to destroy the sky and the earth made Si Tu feel a little scared.

should not be

If there are so many people watching, Sasm's awakening ability will not be easily ignored.

Provoked by a skinny human, the tiger roared and lunged at him with its bloody mouth open.

"That's it, tear this slave to pieces."

The people in the audience had already become sacrifices of desire, and their bloodshot eyes were even more terrifying than the beasts on the field.

Although Sasm dodged the first blow, he was unable to dodge the second blow due to his rapidly declining physical condition.

Has the host not taken action yet?

If you don't do it again, everyone will die.

Is it bad to die?

Situ replied angrily.

It was a pity that she knew that Sasm would not die in the Colosseum today.

Quietly leaving the auditorium, Si Tu always felt a burning gaze following her.

But when she looked back, she could only see evil ghosts in human skins.

Chilling.

Unsurprisingly, Sasm collapsed, covered with scratches from wild beasts.

Like a cat and a mouse, the tiger kept teasing him to play him alive.

And this is just in line with the humble appetite of the nobles.

As if sensing, Sasm raised his obsidian-like eyes, just looking at Si Tu.

Like this, he is very different from the great demon king who will coquettish evil spirits in the future.

Si Tu quickened his pace and came to the place where the slaves were held behind the arena.

The damp and moldy air made Si Tu uncomfortable, and the luxurious dress was even more incompatible with this place.

The person who received her was a man as thin as dry wood, and the torches lit up the dark underground environment.

"Miss Situ Magritte is here, it's really radiant."

The man didn't seem to be surprised by her appearance at all.

After all, young ladies from noble families often have a habit of abusing slaves.

"I'm here to buy someone else."

Situ lifted the hem of her skirt and stepped through a stinky puddle with disgust, straight to the point.

She didn't want to stay in such an environment any longer.

"Who?"

The man held the torch and circled the slave room.

The people there were ragged and disheveled, but most of them had a fierce look on their faces.

Yes, in this world, how can you live without being fierce.

"Sams, the man who was about to die on the field."

The man's voice was low-pitched and mocking, and his face was embarrassed.

"Miss Situ, you also know that the audience wants to see him being torn apart alive by beasts, if this is the time"

The man didn't continue talking, but the mung bean-sized eyes kept staring at the brocade box in Si Tu's arms.

"He belongs to me, and these twenty gold bars belong to you."

Twenty gold bars!

Oh, his God of Light, he had never seen so many gold bars in his life.

The man nodded again and again, his cloudy eyes flashing with a greedy luster.

"No problem, as long as the money is in place, anything can be said."

The man immediately asked the servant to replace Sasm from the field.

The sound of the chain dragging echoed in the quiet basement, and in the firelight, Situ looked at him again.

The servant took the other end of the chain and brought the man covered in blood.

"You really have the blessing of the God of Light. Miss Situ is willing to give out twenty gold bars in exchange for you."

The man took the chain from the servant and handed it to Si Tu respectfully.

"key."

Situ opened his palm that was smooth and tender like a pearl, and his eyes were indifferent.

The man took out the key from his arms and reminded,

"After Miss Situ returns, she can only be opened under the care of a servant."

This slave is too vicious to hurt the sole heir of the noble Magritte family.

Otherwise, his arena would not have to go on.

"Are you teaching me what to do?"

Si Tu directly used the key to open the chain on his neck and casually threw it to the man.

His eyes fell on him, and Situ frowned his delicate eyebrows.

The cloth that was torn into strips by the beast was loosely wrapped around him, looking extremely embarrassed.

Taking off his cloak, Situ covered it over his naked body.

In her eyes, he is not a slave, but a living person who needs respect.

Holding his wrist, Situ took him out of this cannibalistic cage.

The sun shone on his shoulders, and Sasm narrowed his eyes uncomfortably.

His eyes fell on the palms of the two of them, and the soft touch made him feel a little unreal.

The tip of his nose was no longer the rotten smell of the damp underground cage, but instead was the unique body fragrance of the girl in front of him.

He seems to have been rescued.

But will this be another hell?

Looking at the girl's loose blonde hair, Sasm raised his heavy arm, but was caught by Si Tu who turned back.

"What do you want?"

Don't think about killing her now.

Oh, what an ungrateful dog man.

Sasm raised his black eyes and said very seriously,

"You seem to have light on you, I think, grab it and take a look."

The long-lost light made his heart tremble, and the unreal illusion made him terrified.

It wasn't until his fingertips touched the soft strands of hair that Sasm felt relieved, and the corner of his mouth curled into a satisfied smile.

It's good, in his life, he can be regarded as someone who has received the blessing of the God of Light.