Chapter 64 Dream
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Kleist woke up on the operating bed.
This strong-bodied female gladiator was struggling to even raise her eyelids. Focusing and moving her eyes almost exhausted all her strength.
The first thing you see is a room with strange bricks as walls.
A doctor wearing white clothes and holding a spear with the word "Morry's Prosthetic Body" printed on it was cutting something.
Kleist turned his head.
The pink bricks on the wall look very weird.
“Hey, ma’am.”
A voice came into Kleist’s ears.
The female fighter turned her head and looked around, and saw a brick with eyes and a mouth on the wall speaking to her.
Then all the bricks opened their eyes and opened their mouths.
"Save us..."
"Kill us!"
"You must come back in the future! You must come back! Free us!"
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"..."
The doctor's words interrupted the bricks' begging and yelling.
"What? The Julius family asked us to send this person out quickly?"
The communicator hung by the doctor's ear shined brightly.
“This is just the beginning of the transformation!”
"Okay... okay... Since the Julius family promises to pay in full, let's finish the renovation. Anyway, we won't lose money."
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Kleist woke up from his dream, and what he saw was the cold rock formation directly facing the door.
She turned her head in panic and found herself flying in the cave where the gladiators lived.
When she looked at her right leg, she found that it had been transformed into a spear.
The spear releases energy and eliminates gravity.
"Come down!" Honor shouted to Kleist from the ground.
The gladiators were all in a panic. Obviously, Kleist's rise into the air was an unexpected incident and no one had time to react.
When Qin Xia wanted to raise his hand and use psychic energy to pull Kleist to the ground, Angron took two steps, kicked off the wall, and pulled Kleist from nearly ten meters away. Drag her to the ground, and then use your body to block Kleist from the ground to prevent her from falling.
"Sorry, we were all knocked down last night." Honor squatted down and tied Kleist's leg, which was transformed into an anti-gravity spear, to the stone.
Qin Xia looked at Kleist and recalled everything before.
He now remembered that before he and Angron woke up in the worm's belly, they found themselves in the warp for a moment.
If that moment had something to do with the anesthetic, it means that the ghost anesthetic can temporarily cut off the connection between the soul and the body. "Then I was transformed?" Kleist patted the anti-gravity spear connected to his knee.
The gladiators were silent.
"Ha." Kleist suddenly smiled heartily, looked at Yochula, and raised the leg connected to the anti-gravity spear, "But fortunately, now I can protect you and you without having to go to the weapons depot to get the spear. My younger brother.”
Yochula took his younger brother Yochuka’s hand and squeezed out a grateful but bitter smile.
"Why is the atmosphere so heavy?" Kleist floated, cut off the rope connecting his legs to the stone, and flipped 360 degrees in the air, "At least I am using the Murray family now The prosthetic body, this damn thing cost us all... I can still fly and spin in circles in the air."
The gladiators remained silent.
Angron frowned.
The Primarch felt nothing but sorrow and pain from Kleist.
Even the gladiators themselves did not realize that they felt what Angron felt.
“Do you have to look at me like this?” Kleist stopped forcing a smile and fell to the ground.
"Stop hanging around here, she needs to be quiet." Angron said to the others.
The gladiators dispersed silently.
Kleist refused Honor's persuasion and sat silently in the corner, staring at the anti-gravity spear under his knees.
The Primarch sat beside Kleist.
Kleist originally wanted Angron to stay away from her, but when she was about to say these words, her mind suddenly became quiet.
The pain flowed back from Kleist's chest like water and flowed to Angron.
With red eyes, Angron put his huge hand on Kleist's shoulder.
Kleist and the Primarch didn't need to say anything, Angron knew her mood and could soothe her soul silently.
“I don’t want to be like this.” Kleist leaned on Angron’s forearm.
Angron nodded.
He knew that what Kleist said meant many things.
Kleist hopes that he can be beautiful and gentle. She didn't want to tease Yochula's mother. What she liked was a man, a handsome man who could fight.
But she needs to make herself who she is, she works on her body, she pretends to be aggressive.
In the arena, a corner of a terrifying hell with some rules, how can a girl survive without being bullied or becoming a slave among slaves?
The answer is like Kleist.
Looking at Angron, who was holding his breath and motionless, letting Kleist lean against him, Qin Xia smiled, his eyes calm and firm.
Obviously, there are some important things that do not need to be taught to the Primarch, such as how to treat mortals as humans.
Angron is normal now.
Thinking of what he might become by the slave owner in the future, Qin Xia made up his mind not to let Angron be nailed with the butcher's nail no matter what.
If the price of not wearing the Butcher's Nails is to let Angron take on the most dangerous combat missions and face the most terrifying enemies before he grows up, then even if he will die in the end, Don't drive nails in, keep yourself dead.
(End of this chapter)