The permanent teleportation array built by the wind djinn for its blood descendants is very exquisite and gorgeous, and it also has multiple protective measures. However, Calim Port has been in peace for a long time. Except for one or two limited accidents in thousands of years, such as the Flying Dragon

Disasters, most of which are said to be capable of overturning an entire city, are basically limited to civilian areas, and there are only a handful of serious incidents that have affected elite areas.

In addition, the race of the djinn is notoriously frivolous, impatient, and always likes to do things as they please. Therefore, they have long forgotten the original intention of building the teleportation array. No one would have thought that disaster would happen.

Coming inside.

Every building in the core area of ​​Calimport has an owner, and it belongs exclusively to Hanun, the general of the djinn. The secret (title, meaning leader of the kings), which is the grand ancestor of the Hanun family.

The building is one of the two magnificent arenas.

Fairy Howl Arena, where a grand competitive competition will be held every once in a while, countless blood and pain, souls and deaths are sacrificed to His audience, those from all planes, who like to watch the excitement

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This is also one of the reasons why the Hanun family got involved in the slave trade. The slave-catching industry can provide Hanun's large arena with many high-quality and cheap gladiators, which is a convenience that other industries cannot provide.

Tonight, another fierce competitive match is about to begin. It is said that one team is a temporary team composed of illithids and beholders, and the other team is a company of Githyanki from the Sea of ​​Stars.

The loser among them will become the main dish of the sacrifice, while the winner will receive glory and wealth.

Of course, before the official competitive battle begins, some appetizers are needed as a warm-up. For example, a certain unlucky guy who sneaked in through the teleportation array, that is, William, was treated as a sacrifice offered by the blood descendants and joined.

This is a unique competitive game.

As soon as William showed up, a lot of detection spells fell on him, reading all the information about him that could be detected. For example, he was much stronger than ordinary people, he had the power of fire, and his weapon was a rare weapon.

The adamantine sword and so on are all superficial information.

But just this information on the roadside is enough to make the host of this competitive competition feel a little heartbroken when he is overjoyed. This is a main course player who can support another big competition, just spending so much money on it.

An insignificant back-up match is undoubtedly a shameful waste. Because the gladiators who participate in the back-up match will become stepping stones for the main contestants regardless of winning or losing.

The purpose of using detection spells to read information about strange gladiators is to match them with opponents who are relatively evenly matched. Otherwise, the gap between the two parties is too great, and a one-sided competition would undoubtedly be very unpopular to the audience.

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When William faced his opponents, he was undoubtedly in a state of confusion, and his opponents were even more confused. The reason is very simple. William's opponents are all people he is familiar with, and the four are from the North.

Earth, the stupid bird who came thousands of miles to kill his little friend, Drizzt and his friends.

When these four saw the appearance of their opponents, they were happy but also uneasy. If the two sides really fought, they might not be able to deal with them despite their superior numbers.

Damn it, William is such a big dick!

William was a little curious as to why they came here, so he immediately asked: "Drizzt, how come you got here to work as thugs?"

Drizzt was a little embarrassed. He didn't want to say that he and his group were kind-hearted in saving people, but they were bitten like poisonous snakes. A few brats knocked down the four of them with a bowl of soup, and then became members of a certain gang.

Prisoner. After going through a lot of hardships and being stripped of all his money and equipment, he was sent to the Fairy Howl Arena to become a cannon fodder player.

At this time, Drizzt was only using a pair of crudely made pig iron scimitars, Wulfgar was holding a large wooden hammer the size of a water urn, and Catti-brie was holding a cork bow. As for the dwarf king Bruno,

Without the heavy armor and precision-cast steel hammer he usually wore, he could only hold on to a stone hammer with a wooden handle and a leather shield.

Even though Bruno lost his equipment, he still did not change his loud voice and said: "Boy William! Why are you here? Were you also harmed by those despicable guys?"

William shook his head and smiled: "I came in voluntarily. By the way, have you rescued your companions?"

This is completely a case of deliberately adding salt to people's wounds.

Drizzt forced a smile and said a little vaguely: "Well, there was a little accident, and I didn't have time to save Regis." After saying that, he looked at the girl next to him worriedly.

Among the four people, the one who is in the lowest mood is undoubtedly Catti-brie. This poor girl can be said to have experienced the greatest darkness in the world in the past two days. First, the servant of luxury trampled on human life wantonly, and kindly rescued the poor child, but then...

Being repaid with kindness was like a farmer-snake routine. As for the things she experienced at the hands of street gangs, at least she did not experience the greatest misery of being a woman. She only suffered a few severe beatings. After all, she was

Tributes are required.

"That's just right, I have a lot of free time now. I just wanted to hear about the little accident you experienced." William called a few people to sit on the soft sand in the middle of the arena, ready to listen to the tragic experiences of these "old friends"

, so that I can be happy.

As a result, an unprecedented and bizarre thing happened. Five people sat idle in the middle of the arena like an outing, chatting about their daily routine as if no one else was around, not paying any attention to the eagerly waiting spectators in the auditorium.

If you can boo, the sky-wide boos are enough to drown William and the four Mithril friends to the deepest part of the Mariana Trench. Fortunately, the audience in the auditorium is relatively well-educated, and they are very "friendly"

"Screen" uses a variety of fragrant words that do not interfere with the "competition" personnel in the arena.

However, the person in charge of presiding over the grand arena was not a fool. After he noticed that the development of the matter was showing signs of getting out of control, he immediately activated a backup plan - allowing the main players of this competitive competition to appear in advance.
Chapter completed!