Chapter 443: Miserable start

There was a bitter taste in the mouth, and the air around him was filled with a pungent smell. The hot sand is rolled up by the hot air, and the feeling of hitting the skin is like acupuncture.
The noisy voice echoed around, and the barbaric roar could be heard not far away. The cheers of the audience, the lion’s jealousy, and the desperate mourning and screams continued to reverberate. The chaotic sound was
spliced
in the ears. Together, write a crazy symphony.
"Uh……"
Lin Chi opened his eyes in confusion. The first thing that caught his eye was the dark yellow sand. His skin was rough and his scarred legs were trapped in the dirty sand.
The steel fence that is backed is baked hot by the blazing sun on the top of the head, but the body is numb, and there is no discomfort. Lin Chi bowed his head, put his hands full of old man in front of his eyes, and then looked at the metal railings that trapped himself.
He is now in an open-air steel cage, like a beast that is kept in a cage for people to watch. As for the ongoing work on the sand not far from the side, it is a battle that I have just participated in not long ago.
"This is the new map today - the Colosseum..."
Recalling the name I saw in the game update announcement, the ragged Lin Chi laughed, and in his opinion, he could experience the new map immediately, and he was lucky.
According to the prompts when entering the game, "Great Colosseum" is a special map, but now Lin Chi has not seen where this map is special, this place looks like a small Colosseum in Rome, the audience The men, women and children sitting on the table are basically wearing white robes made of linen, and the shape is also in line with the early Roman style.
"It’s really good."
Recalling the arena battle that I participated in this afternoon, Lin Chi could not help but feel a sentence.
Of course, the arena in the war paradise is much more cruel than in the Blade.
"Oh oh oh oh oh!"
The Berserker, who is nearly three meters tall, opened his mouth and made a barbaric shout. The muscles on his body were swelled by the iron sling. Except for the essential parts that were protected by metal armor, the skin at other locations was all exposed and covered with glue. Thick blood, faintly visible with a few shocking scars.
While roaring, the Berserker waved his hands and held a rusted axe, smashed the head of a thin man who fell to the ground, and the other side was squirted with a large amount of blood.
The lion, which was by the chain, rushed over, glaring at the scarlet eyes and planning to eat it. Looking at its skinny body, I knew that this beast had been hungry for a long time for today's performance.
But the lion has not yet touched the body, and it has already been smashed by the Berserker.
Seeing the ferocious "King of the Beasts" was actually thrown to the ground, and a round of exclamation sounded on the circular auditorium. The fallen lion had not had time to get up. The Berserker had lifted the big foot in the metal boots, stepped on the lion's chest, and then waved the double axe.
"Don't think - eat - my - opponent! That's - my - the enemy!"
The Berserker screamed in madness, and the speed in his hand was so fast that the soldiers who rushed in the field didn't even have time to stop his action. The madman had already smashed the lion under his feet into a meat sauce!
"Stop, the gladiator is over! That is the beast chosen by the Emperor's Majesty!" The commander rushing in front yelled.
The silver armor on these soldiers made a slap in the air, and the red feathers on the helmet swayed in the hot wind. Unfortunately, they still took a slow step and could not stop the killing of the Berserker.
"Oooo……"
The mad warrior turned around, fluffy brown long hair tied into a bundle of whip, square face wrinkled into a group, revealing the expression of bitter gourd:
"Kill, kill, kill!" he muttered.
Boom!
The dull roar resounded throughout the arena, and the audience who were cheering suddenly suddenly quieted down. From the VIP lounge area on the east side of the auditorium, there was an oily slippery sound that sounded Some flattering male voices:
"This fight has come to an end! 'The clumsy Hector' won the victory! This stupid giant once again defeated the poor opponent without suspense! Let us be the most popular general of the arena, the most enthusiastic Cheers and applause!"
The voice did not fall, and the round-eyed auditorium around the arena was thunderous, and the sand that shook the Lin’s foot was constantly trembled. The crazy muscle giant in his sight slowly emerged red. Text:
The clumsy Hector, the heroic NPC (the leader), cannot be recruited.
- This product is a BOSS?
Realizing that the stupid giant is the leader of the arena, recalling the contract that can be summoned from the war observers to call BOSS, Lin late came to the mood, open the taskbar and want to see himself. Did you receive the task of recruiting BOSS?
Unfortunately, in the absence of a backpack and the inability to inherit the props, his taskbar is completely blank, and the imaginary task of recruiting the leader-level entourage naturally does not appear.
Where are your own props?
Seeing not only did not bring in the followers, even the epic and legendary equipment that should have been brought into the map, I do not know where to fall, Lin Chi slightly frown, my heart vaguely raised a trace of ominous premonition.
If the advent mode is not portable and the entourage is understandable, this game is obviously an ordinary death race. It seems that the reason why I did not have equipment and followers is because of the identity of this "Gladiator"?
If this is the case, other players should also appear as Gladiators.
Thinking of this, Lin Chi looked around and looked at several other cages around him. In addition to him, there are several equally small single cages next to the venue, which are filled with several ragged, dark-skinned guys.
Since these guys seem to be a virtue with themselves, Lin Chi can't see who is the player. It seems that the player who enters this map may automatically experience a process of "ugly".
In this way, a guy like "Royal Armor" who wants to maintain handsomeness under any circumstances, I am afraid that if I enter this map, I will be depressed.
Lin Chi was thinking, from the cage on the right hand side, suddenly a rough male voice was heard:
"Hey, white skin!"
"Do you call me?" Lin Chiyan pointed his finger at his face. Although his body was the same dirty, his character's skin color was still whiter than the other gladiators around him.
"Yes, it's you!" The one who was close to the cage in the cage was not like a gladiator. The right arm that stretched out of the pole swung waved: "Are you new here? From which territory?"

"I just arrived here, saying that we are gladiators?" Lin Chi pretended to be a newcomer.
"What kind of gladiator?" The man who was thin like a scorpion smiled, and the voice sounded completely shameless. Instead, he took a few strange pride: "Are you stupid? We are slaves, we are It is the lowest level of the people!"
"Oh, this way." Lin Chi nodded thoughtfully.
It seems that this opening seems to be worse than I thought...