The Needle Knight raised the spear in his hand and penetrated his opponent's armor.

This attack seriously damaged the original crystal stone magic reserves inside the opponent's armor, causing the opponent's armor to completely lose its ability to move and fall to the ground and cannot move.

The Needle Knight raised his weapon and announced his victory, and cheers erupted in the audience on the second floor.

"How is it, Miss Dorothy, I'm right to say that the winner is the Needle Knight."

“Uh… well.”

Dorothy is also one of the many audiences. She is not very interested in the traditional gladiator competition in the Kingdom of Steel, but the people standing beside her are different.

Standing next to Dorothy is one of the descendants of the city lord of Osenburg, and the descendant who has the most hope of inheriting the throne of Earl.

When Dorothy walked into the dance, she was a little glad that there were many beautiful noble ladies in the dance, and many noble ladies surrounded the three young descendants of the city lord with the same idea.

But this eldest son, Etke, had a chance to see Dorothy at first sight and invited Dorothy to the best viewing position.

After a few conversations with Dorothy, he directed the topic to the two knights who were in the battle below.

Dorothy barely talked to the eldest son with a rough understanding of the magic machine.

But what I was thinking in my heart was indeed "Minecraft" and the monsters that were almost killed in "Snowman Brothers".

"It's over, Miss Dorothy, are you hungry?" asked the eldest son.

“Not yet.”

Although Dorothy could feel the other party's affectionate gaze, all her eyes fell on the magic net in front of her.

Because she found that after playing a game, she could continue to play even without the need for the "network".

At this time, Dorothy had opened the interface of "Snowman Brothers". If it weren't for the eldest son, Dorothy might have pressed the start button.

"Can I find a place to sit for a while? I'm a little tired." Dorothy tried to find a reason to get rid of the eldest son.

"The Dragon Breaker and the Eternal Psychic will be on the court soon. Miss Dorothy, you should never miss the Dragon Breaker game. That powerful Knight is the champion of the last time."

Even if it is the champion of this class, I am not interested! Now I only care about my snowman!

Although Dorothy thought so in her heart, she still maintained an elegant smile on her face.

"Then let's finish the next game."

The time of a gladiator is not long. The short one can decide the winner in an instant, and the long one can be about twenty minutes.

Dorothy waved his hand and closed the interface of the Magic Net, ready to calm down and deal with the city lord's eldest son.

But after the two knights in the arena below came to an end, the city of Osenburg, Earl Cruz, announced something with a proto-crystal stone with a strong inscription.

"Everyone who is present, I know you are looking forward to the showdown between Dragon Breaker and Eternal Sleeping Priest, but a friend from Fallosi hopes to perform a...a special drama for us in the arena! Please look forward to it."

Fallosi's... drama?

Dorothy felt a little disappointed when he heard Count Cruz's words.

She had watched Fallosi's drama, and except for feeling a little bored, she was terrible!

A performance takes at least two hours to finish.

In other words, Dorothy has to deal with this eldest son for more than two hours!

"Falosi? Their childish performances appear on the arena are defiled by the holy arena."

The eldest son seemed very dissatisfied with the "program" that was inserted into it, and even the atmosphere of the entire dance became stiff.

When Dorothy was about to say something, his words were heard by his father, Earl Cruz.

"Aitke, don't worry, my friend from Fallosi said that the special drama was only displayed for the first ten minutes, and I wouldn't let the audience have such a long drama."

As Earl Cruz said, he ordered the attendant to dim the surrounding primordial stone lights.

"Father, what about the actors he brought? Will these delicate Farossi people be scared by the scenery in the arena?" The eldest son seemed to have a lot of opinions about the performance.

Earl of Cruz did not answer, and Minister Dias had arrived at the bottom of the arena.

There was a wall in the arena below that was completely blank. Under the gaze of the nobles of the Iron Kingdom above, the Farosier slowly came to the other side of the wall and took out a crystal stone.

The originally dim environment was instantly lit up by the picture projected by the protocronite stone on the wall.

"What is that?" the eldest son looked at what appeared on the wall.

The black shadow projected by the protocronite stone on the wall clearly appeared a line of text, and the atmosphere in the entire arena became extremely mysterious.

"The content is all...is fiction? Merols Sage."

Earl Cruz read out that line of words. He thought that the function of the protocronite was to inscribe words on the wall, but the next second he found that his guess was completely wrong.

"The paintings of the forest? So realistic..."

"No, that's not a painting!"

"Is that a portal? Why didn't I feel the fluctuations of magic?"

Earl Cruz could already feel a little restlessness among the nobles around him, and they all began to guess what the "primitive forest" that appeared on the wall was.

"Movie..." Dorothy murmured to herself as she looked at the scene on the wall in disbelief.

"Movie?"

Only then did Earl Cruz notice the beautiful girl beside his eldest son.

"A form of performance has emerged recently." Dorothy has only seen this discussion on the caster forum, but has never seen it, but this does not prevent her from explaining everything in front of her. "I heard that the past images were recorded in the protocronite and then replayed again."

"Previous images..."

Earl Cruz stared at the scene in front of her. As the plot of the movie progressed, a space filled with blue lights appeared in front of Earl Cruz.

Freezing, plane travel, Pandora.

A bunch of strange words poured into Earl Cruz's ears. At first, the image of the ship looking down at the planet in the planet was not yet allowed to react.

He didn't even figure out where the man in the picture was and what he was doing.

But when the picture turned and a "giant bird" cast from steel looked down from a high altitude, Count Cruz found what he was familiar with!

That's the airship!

One of the magical machinery that the Kingdom of Steel is currently keen on studying. The current airship can only wander at a height of hundreds of meters for less than two minutes. In the eyes of Count Cruz, it is just an extremely simple magical machinery.

But he believes that in the future, the airship will definitely develop into an extremely powerful air overlord.

At this moment, Count Cruz saw the future, a "aircraft" swept down from the clouds tens of thousands of meters high, and the sound of sounds raging. Count Cruz's hand holding the wooden railing was trembling slightly.

The next second, a magic machine was raging in the huge pit, and one magic car after another was transporting something, while the humans next to the magic car were less than one fifth of the vehicle's wheels!

“Where is this?”

Earl Cruz stared at the scene, and as the protagonist walked off the airship, a more shocking scene appeared in front of Earl Cruz.

Airships soaring at altitudes of tens of thousands of meters, giant magic dolls that can carry people. These magic mechanical technologies may have surpassed the peak of the Iron Kingdom for hundreds of years.

Although Earl Cruz wanted to know which country it was, what he had to admit was that these things made of steel were so beautiful that they made him very moved.

As the story continues to progress, he gradually understands that this is the future three hundred years from today's world!

"Are they all fictional? Sure enough, these Farosians..." Earl Cruz showed a little unwilling smile. Although these "beautiful" magical machinery do not exist in reality, watching them move in the picture is also a special enjoyment.

It’s just a pity that the time for enjoyment was short. Earl Cruz had just figured out the story and began to look forward to how the humans who led the iron army to another world would ravage the indigenous peoples.

"Dias! Why did the paintings on the wall disappear?" Earl Cruz shouted loudly at Minister Dias below.

"Sir Earl! I promised you that I will only let you go for ten minutes! I will never disturb the duel between the Dragon Breaker and the Eternal Sleeping Priest!" Minister Dias answered.

Only ten minutes... Count Cruz remembered that this was his request.

"I allow you to continue acting!" said Count Cruz.

"But those two knights..."

Minister Dias looked at the Dragon Breaker and the Eternal Sleeping Priest sitting in another place of the arena with some embarrassment.

"I accept the proposal of Count Cruz." The Dragon Breather said directly.

No one of the nobles of the Iron Country around them expressed objections, for any citizen of the Iron Country.

The world shown in the first ten minutes of this movie is just a flying boat soaring in the sky, which makes them look forward to what the air boat will perform next.

"It is regrettable that Lord Earl, the original crystal I brought only stores the preview images, and is not complete," said Minister Dias.

"Incomplete? Do you mean the full version in your theater?" Earl Cruz had guessed what the sly Fallosi wanted to express.

"That's right."

Minister Dias nodded in agreement, and news from the "Fallosi Congress" was constantly popping up in the magic network interface in front of him.

The count gritted his teeth when he learned the news, tapped the wooden railing at his hand and had no choice but to give up.

"Then please Dias, you leave first!" Earl Cruz's words signaled, and the Dragon Breathing Master and the Eternal Sleeping Priest below also understood what to do.

They picked up their weapons and walked into the center of the arena to prepare to start today's curtain call.

When Minister Dias returned to the top of the stage, he opened the interface of his magic network, and news from Farosi Congress was constantly refreshing.

He spent more than three minutes editing a message and sent it to him.
To be continued...