Chapter 67 Changes
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A week has passed.
The normal fighting and life of the gladiators.
Talk violated the agreement he had made with Qin Xia. The fasting day in the arena was not canceled and the gladiators had not been able to get any supplies for several days.
The cheers in the arena remain the same every day.
Maggot Eyes still hosts with a passionate voice, but the tone sounds slightly different from before.
The arena located near the city of Desia, the largest city in Nuceria, remains the same every day.
But outside, the wind was raging.
Until today, a week later.
After a regular fight, the gladiators gathered together, with Angron sitting in the middle of the crowd.
Kleist used the function of the anti-gravity spear to float and came to Angron.
When the original body nodded slightly, Kleist quickly and accurately opened the original body's wrist.
Bright red blood continued to flow from the wound on Angron's wrist like running water.
Everyone's expressions were as usual. Obviously, this was not the first time that Tarke had done this in the week since he violated the agreement and did not cancel the fasting day.
"Jochuka, Theseus." Qin Xia called, "It's still the old rule, you two little ones come first."
The calm little girl Theseus nodded silently and stepped forward to grab Ange. Long's arm to drink the blood.
Then there is Yochuka, Yochula’s younger brother.
After drinking a few mouthfuls of the original body's blood, he felt full, and then Yochuka felt particularly energetic.
After smacking his lips, Yochuka smiled and said: "Man, next time I will ask my mother to give you some candy, maybe it can improve the taste."
Hearing his brother mention his mother, Yochula looked sad.
Their brothers’ mother has not come to deliver food since the food shortage.
"I heard that ogres always target children because they think children are delicious. Maybe my blood will taste better after eating you! Ouch!" Angron made a scary face, He stretched out his big hand to grab Yochuka.
Jochuka was unable to dodge and was caught in the arms of the original body, and then he was tickled by the other free hand of the original body.
Amidst the laughter of everyone, Angron let go of Yochuka, signaling that others could come and drink his blood.
The gladiators took turns coming forward to satisfy their hunger with Angron's blood.
I don’t know if Angron can control the time of wound recovery or for some other reason. In short, when the original body fed the last human blood, his wound returned to its original state in an instant. The scars left by the previous blood feedings deepened.
The gladiators called that scar "Blood Grace."
"I feel that your blood can aphrodisiac." The gladiator named Cromach suddenly said, "Now when I look at Kleist, I feel that he has a pretty face."
"Oh? Then? Do you want me to use this spear to massage you?" Kleist raised his right leg and pointed the anti-gravity spear under his knee at Cromach's chest.
"Let's forget it, madam." Cromage quickly avoided.
But the words of this gladiator who always used a brass broadsword in battle opened up a topic, that is, the magical effect of Angron's blood.
The gladiators share their feelings after consuming the blood of their primarch.
Angron smiled and listened to everyone's words. He had fed everyone so much blood, but his face was not white, his heart was not beating, and he did not feel uncomfortable.
The original body felt the emotions of satisfaction and gratitude from everyone who had satiated their stomachs, so he was very happy now.
Qin Xia stood aside and watched without saying a word.
He also drank Angron's blood and felt energetic and happy.
Anglon is even more powerful than the cows that eat grass and produce milk. He can produce enough blood to feed these hundreds of people without eating anything. He can even produce and sell it himself. Feed your own belly and achieve a perpetual motion cycle. The Emperor is truly a master in the field of genes, and the Primarch he created is truly extraordinary.
Thinking about this, Qin Xia couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
"I can't even imagine how envious Angron's legions will be when they hear that their genetic father's comrades used the blood of the Primarch to satisfy their hunger."
After thinking about the Primarch, Qin Xia looked out the iron window.
Although the arena is still calm these days, some subtle changes will still be reflected in the arena.
Talk broke his previous agreement to cancel the fasting day. Although his violation seemed reasonable...after all, he was a madman, but based on other signs, it seemed unreasonable.
First of all, the security in the arena has changed. The people patrolling the auditorium are all new faces.
Then there were far fewer nobles coming to the arena, and all the noble private rooms that were originally packed were empty for a week.
This had to make Qin Xia suspect that Tarke was in trouble.
"Thinking about the mad king?" Aonuo approached Qin Xia and asked in a low voice.
"Yes." Qin Xia nodded.
Since I heard Qin Xia talk about Mad King Tarke before, Honor has been thinking about related matters these days, and a question arose: "Why are you so sure of Tarke?" Something will happen? He has been the ruler for four years. If something happens, it should have happened already.”
Upon hearing this question, Qin Xia stared outside the bars with intense eyes.
After a moment of silence, he began to talk.
“Talk has a very good relationship with Salo, the heir of the patriarch of the Julius family. If Tarke did not have the support of the Julius family, he would not be able to become the patriarch so smoothly. After becoming the patriarch, he in turn supported Salo, who was an illegitimate son, and made Salo the current patriarch of the Julius family."
"Then, Tarke doubted whether Salo truly supported his goals and supported him. There was a conflict between the two of his crazy goals.”
“Until a week ago, when Angron and I were taken to the desert by the High Knight, Tarke killed Julius. There are many people at home.”
Honor listened and nodded.
But he actually didn't understand it, because the family affairs of these nobles were meaningless to him, and had no use except to prove that slave owners were real beasts.
To say that Tarke provoked a big noble... He provoked more than one Julius family, and it was not just the Tarke family who played and killed. The original arena of Desia was not Tarke The family belonged to another big noble, and then Tarke exterminated them all.
This is what Honor thinks.
Qin Xia also felt the same, but he knew another thing.
"Talk was able to kill a dozen tall knights while wearing only one ring, and those tall knights just spattered Tarke with blood."
"This is a crushing strength advantage. , it stands to reason that the Julius family would be as angry as the other nobles who were killed by Tarke before, but not this time."
"The reason why I am sure about the Julius family. Dare to retaliate against Tarke, and they will succeed, and Tarke will not live long..."
Qin Xia's eyes moved from the window to Honor's face: "It's because Salo is a wizard."
"The High Knight is a wizard?!" Honor was horrified, "This is impossible... no... since you can say that, you must be sure."
Nucerians hate wizards.
Because the wizard once enslaved the Nucerians.
The nobles among the Nucerians hate the wizards.
Because only the spiritual power of wizards can make up for the huge gap in technological level, a high knight who was armed to the teeth with various ancient advanced technological creations died inexplicably.
The Untouchable Slaughterer. This noble gladiatorial team is the best example.
The golden armors they wear are all ancient relics. Even after their bodies die, they can use the armor to retain their souls and even resurrect...
But it's useless. Qin Xia stands behind everyone, folding his palms, and can make these The knight in shining armor died very suddenly.
(End of this chapter)