Chapter 79 Warriors of the Coliseum
What a wonderful experience~
Just a second ago, I was in an unpredictable and ethereal palace, thinking in that mysterious realm that ordinary people could not imagine. Thousands of people were swallowed up by the noisy crowd in an instant. The thunderous shouts and shouts in the distance were deafening. The cold wind with thin oxygen can always refresh people's spirits. The loud and exciting chatter, laughter and hawking are also endless, as if returning from a dream to reality~
Blacksmiths, drug sellers, tailors, chopping stuffings, walking birds, making swords, and treasure hunting Those who beg for food, those who pray, those who eat skewers, those who collect scraps, those who sell insoles...
Well, in reality, it is like a train station...
"It's really lively here." Mo Tan finally recovered from the sight of the train station and said to Lessard with emotion: "I thought there wouldn't be so many people here~"
He looked around at the endless crowd of people around him, and then his eyes were involuntarily attracted to a huge hexagonal building not far away. The previous shouts and sounds came from there. Come...
"This is the First Outer Mountain, there are no restrictions on entry and exit~" The sturdy orc warlock raised his head and gestured to the surroundings: "Because the Grand Arena is in the First Outer Mountain, the people here are... Mainly adventurers, mercenaries and those who like to pursue power and excitement, it is the best place to improve your strength~"
Mo Tan nodded, he was interested in this kind of place that can make him stronger. I'm really looking forward to it, but I'm also a little worried about whether I'll be beaten into a mosaic immediately after a meeting. The level of strength of a level 3 warrior plus a level 1 knight can be said to be very good even among players, let alone Compared with these NPCs, which are quite unfathomable...
"Let's go, I'll take you inside first." Lessard happily dragged Mo Tan towards the big tree not far away. Walking to the arena, he said with a smile: "You probably have to spend some time here, after all, with your current strength..."
The high-level observer smacked his mouth twice in confusion, shook his head and said nothing more.
"What will happen when my strength reaches a certain level?" Mo Tan suddenly turned to Lessard and asked, "Are you going to stay here for a long time?"
< br>The latter was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand: "We will sue Tell you something and remind you something. It doesn’t matter what you want to do or where you go afterwards. We will not restrict anyone’s freedom. I can assure you of this.”
I don’t know. Why, Mo Tan felt that there was something in Lessard's tone There seemed to be a hint of bitterness, but the latter did not show anything strange, and soon chatted with him enthusiastically about the Grand Arena~
"There are many people who know this place~ "Lessard walked in front and squeezed through the crowd while turning back to wash the ink. Tan smiled and said: "After the opening of the First Outer Mountain, 30% of the powerful people on the mainland have been here, and there are a few particularly outstanding ones. They have all received gifts from Tianzhu Mountain, and have had their names engraved forever. Right on the Monument of the Brave ”
The two quickly entered the first-floor hall of the arena. Compared with the square outside, it was relatively empty. The area was much larger than it looked from the outside, but the number of people was relatively sparse. Both sides of the hall were There are a large number of spiral staircases on the sides that can lead to the upper floor. In the center is a circular work area, where many receptionists who seem to be aborigines of Tianzhu Mountain handle the procedures for visitors.
The environment here is completely different from the so-called inner mountain before. The style tends to be thick and rough. Although it does not have that ethereal mystery, the huge steel runes on the surrounding walls make this place more out of thin air. It exudes a wild atmosphere, and the ground and decorations, which are mainly composed of black, red and gray, are in perfect harmony with the main theme here.
Not far away from Mo Tan’s left hand side (he was not sure which direction it was) there were twelve black metal pillars, ten of which were engraved with silver characters, and there were also words on them. A small statue.
"The first floor is not a competitive area, so there will be relatively few people." Lessard pointed to the circular reception area not far away and said: "You can go through the competition procedures there, and you can also apply for accommodation. After the meeting I'll tell them that you can stay here temporarily during this period."
Mo Tan nodded. Naturally, he had no objection, and if he had a place to stay, he could stay. It's more convenient when online.
Then Lessard took him to the row of black metal pillars on the left and smiled: "This is what I told you before, you can take a look at those who are qualified to leave their names in the arena. "
Mo Tan nodded, and then came to the first metal pillar...
['Junkrat' Jamison Parsons, human, shadow master, goblin engineering master , record: one thousand four hundred and seventy-eight wins, six draws, one loss]
The line of text on the metal pillar appeared in front of Mo Tan's eyes under the systematic translation. The small statue above was a naked upper body. A skinny human with a dagger in one hand and a cannon barrel in the other.
"He is the most genius thief I have ever seen, and he is also an engineering genius." Lessard looked at the arrogant and domineering statue in front of him and whispered to Mo Tan: "It's a pity that he has a little brain. In the last battle, he tried to die with his opponent. Although he survived by chance, he also lost a leg. ”
Mo Tan was also quite embarrassed, and then walked towards the second metal pillar...
['Ox Demon' Kane Snowhoof, tauren, weapons master, artist, bard, record: one thousand two One hundred and seventy-three wins, eleven draws, and one loss]
This is a tall tauren holding a totem pole in his left hand and a truqin in his right hand.
“Ah, I still remember this guy~” Lessard smiled: “He once met a black fellow of the same race, and it turned out that the guy named Magatha actually wanted to compete in the competition. He was poisoned, what do you think happened in the end?"
Mo Tan thought for a while: "That person probably didn't succeed."
"More than that~" Lessard rolled his eyes: "Later he was beaten so hard that even his mother could not recognize him. When he went out, he was beaten into a cripple by Little Bain, the son of the old cow, who put a sack on him. It is said that he was later thrown away At that time, a particularly famous mountain died on its own."
Mo Tan asked subconsciously: "What mountain?"
"It seems to be called Brokeback Mountain. I heard that it was back then. A dragon with a broken spine fell there, and then for some reason a bunch of weird people appeared, and finally..."
"Ahem, I'll keep looking... "
['Flying Tiger' Paul Winchell, half-orc, restless ranger, stage actor, detective, record: one thousand and fifty-six wins, zero draws, one loss]
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This is a tiger man. There is no weapon in his hand in the statue, and he seems to be about to leap into the air.
"Haha, this guy is very interesting. Although he is a ranger, he rarely shoots arrows. During battle, he is almost always jumping around, jumping very high, and then stepping on other people's faces." Lessard smashed Smacked his mouth: "He seems to like to jump even when walking."
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['Bag Spinney', half-orc, legendary magician, duke, adventurer, record: one thousand and forty-five wins, one hundred draws, one loss]
A long A handsome half-orc with buck teeth and long ears. He is thin and dressed in a black noble dress. He also holds a hammer with "100T" written on it in his hand.
Lessard's face was not very good, and he muttered: "This guy is a disaster. He is stronger than the most powerful berserker. He also has extremely weird mental magic and space magic, but he claims to be just a 'magician' , and even almost slipped into the inner mountain once. "
...
"Huh?" When Mo Tan reached the fifth black metal pillar, he was stunned because it was empty. There is nothing, just a bare pillar with neither words nor statues on it.
Lessard smiled and said: "The twelve pillars of the brave have not been filled up until now. The reason is a bit complicated. If you are interested, I will tell you slowly later."
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['Black Fang' Tom Slytherin, human, dark wizard, summoner, magician, one thousand five hundred wins, zero draw, one loss]
The statue is a man whose whole body is hidden under a black cloak. People can't see their appearance at all.
“This is a scary guy!” Lessard seemed to have a headache: “He seems to be the leader of a certain cult outside, but he is really strong. In order to prevent this guy from killing people, we almost every scene Someone has to keep an eye on him during the game."
The corner of Mo Tan's mouth twitched, and he felt that he had figured out some rules.
【‘Alien’ BoJack Anene,? ? ? , bard, nine hundred and seventy wins, zero draws, one loss]
The shape is that of a dejected horse-headed man without any features. "The origin of his nickname is quite interesting." Lessard said with a gloomy look: "The race of 'horse-headed man' does not exist in this world, and his parents are indeed half-orcs, but his head It's not a half-orc's head at all. It looks like a horse's head anyway, so many people call him "Alien" ', the characteristic is...well, very sad (four sounds), yes, very sad..."
For some reason, Mo Tan looked at the statue in front of him and suddenly felt I feel very sad...
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['0803' Wesley Sion, dwarf,? ? ? , Noble, six hundred and sixty-six wins, fourteen draws, one loss]
This is a young dwarf wearing a white wig, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a bell hanging around his neck.
"Wesley is the youngest contestant in history. His admirers call him 0803. I don't know why." Lessard scratched his hair: "He always wins, especially Smart, lively, cute, optimistic, active, kind, and always smiling."
Mo Tan's face gradually became stiff, and he didn't know if Lessard understood what he was talking about. What...
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['Walker', stalagmite, half-elf, monk, weapon master, berserker, druid, two thousand wins, zero draw, Zero Negative】
The statue is of a tall elf holding a long stick. Although his body is a little heavy, he is still very handsome. He is bare-chested, wearing a tiger skin skirt, and on his head...I can't go on...
"Stone Throat is the only one who has never lost in the big arena," in Lessard's eyes. For the first time, he felt an emotion that could be called awe: "I don't know what else he can't do..."
Mo Tan laughed dryly: "Do you want to know more about the Tightening Curse?"
"Huh?"
"Nothing..."
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['Red Fire' Blazaken, arakkoa, monk, magic swordsman, fire mage, one thousand and seventy wins, zero draws, one loss]
< br>This is a red-haired Crow Man with his head held high. He is wearing a red outfit and has a fireball at his feet. He looks arrogant.
"Zarkon is an outlier among the arakkoa." Lessard smiled: "He is also an outlier among mages. At least I have never seen any magician who can kick fireballs with his feet~"
< br>Mo Tan shrugged. He felt that if one of his characters had the opportunity to become a mage, let alone kicking fireballs, he would be able to hit people with that thing. .
...
The penultimate metal pillar was still blank, but Mo Tan stood there and suddenly turned to Lessard and smiled: "Let me guess, is the last person a half-orc?" ?"
The latter shook his head: "No."
"Wild Boar?"
"No."
"Uh... Okay, then is his nickname 'Bajie' or 'Second Senior Brother'?"
"No."
"Should his name be Oink."
"No~" Lessard pointed to the last metal pillar with some humor: "His name is Davis."
Mo Tan: "..."
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But at this moment, Lessard, who originally seemed very leisurely, had a serious look on his face. After standing still for a few seconds, he suddenly said to Mo Tan: "I want to go back to the inner mountain immediately. During this time, you can Just take a look or take a rest first. Someone will come to you later."
"Okay." Mo Tan nodded: "Thank you very much."
"Take it. Hold it." Lessard gave him a piece of dark purple crystal and pointed to the center of the hall: "Show them this and let the little guys prepare a better room for you. I will come to you when I have time. ~"
After saying that, he casually tore a dark red crack open and walked in quickly as before.
Mo Tan lowered his head and looked at the crystal in his hand.
[Leshad's Token]
Quality: Unique Legend
Effect: It allows you to travel unimpeded in the mountains outside Tianzhu Mountain and enjoy extremely high treatment.
[Note: The token of Lessard’s Fire Blade, the ninth high-level observer in Tianzhu Mountain, contains extremely powerful power, but it has nothing to do with you. 】
"The only legend..." Mo Tan looked at the inconspicuous dark purple crystal in his hand in surprise, and murmured: "Although the amount of information is indeed very large, I am getting a little bit more and more. I don’t understand.”
However, he didn't think much about it, he just held it in his hand and walked to the reception desk in the center of the hall, preparing to open a room for himself first, and then learn a little about the rules of this large arena and other related matters...
As a result, just when he was about to talk to the dwarf elder sister who looked a little listless in front of him, a piece of the ground behind him suddenly collapsed!
Mo Tan and several people next to him were startled, and then they saw...
A pickaxe stretched out from the pit that just appeared...
A thin hand stretched out from inside...
A candle stuck out from inside...
Chapter 76: The End
(End of this chapter)