Kratos nodded secretly, and then motioned for Arthas to step forward to bid, while he stood behind silently.
Since he had made a huge fortune in the arena, Arthas was also confident, and under Kratos' instruction, he directly offered a sky-high price that made everyone prohibitive.
Precious metals are the only currency in this world, and it is impossible for anyone to carry the gold needed to buy dozens of prisoners of war in one go.
When they heard that the buyer was actually the "famous" third prince Arthur Evans, everyone had a strange look on their faces.
But at any rate, Arthur Evans still held the title of prince, and the slave merchant did not refuse Arthas' request for "cash on delivery."
After the other competitors heard that the buyer who spent a lot of money turned out to be the third prince, they did not continue to bid. Instead, they looked at Assas who was negotiating with the slave merchant as if they were watching a good show. When they saw Assass, who was wrapped in a cloak,
When I saw Pandora, the faces of the people around me showed curious expressions again.
Kratos knew in his heart that these people had obviously heard the news from the palace. Although in their eyes, the Emi Rift was an unreachable threat, what they cared more about was the third prince's purchase of slaves.
, the special meaning it contains.
"When will a slave be able to wear armor and weapons and squander gold so arrogantly in the slave market? Has the dignity of the kingdom's nobles been reduced to the point where even a slave can trample on it?"
At this moment, a sharp voice came from the side. A middle-aged nobleman with bright clothes and obvious bald head slowly walked out surrounded by guards, shouting loudly with an expression of disdain for verbal insults.
When the identity of Athas's slave was exposed, most of the nobles who were watching the show changed their expressions and looked at Athas with displeasure.
Just a simple sentence, but it changed the atmosphere of the slave market, and Assas suddenly became the focus of contradictions.
Arthas looked at the bald noble with a livid face, his hand tightly grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist, and he said through gritted teeth: "Junius Fris!"
This bald nobleman actually has the surname Junius. He is obviously a member of the great aristocracy Junius, just like Bruno.
When he heard that a slave dared to call him by his name, Friese's fake smile immediately turned gloomy. His fingers subconsciously touched the huge gold ring on his hand, and then said sinisterly: "It seems that the current slaves
I no longer know the difference between honor and base, it is an oracle decreed by the gods and no one can disobey it."
Frith pointed at Assas and yelled condescendingly: "Kneel down in front of me now and confess your sins!"
Frith's attitude was so arrogant that he was simply lawless, but the wealthy businessmen and nobles who were watching were indifferent. They even showed unabashed disgust and looked at Assass unkindly, as if they were looking at some dirty garbage.
Arthas was so angry that he was trembling all over. Junius was a family that hated him for annihilation and betrayal. If he hadn't had some worries in his heart, Atsasi would have been unable to bear the urge and burst into flames. He was training in the gladiatorial arena.
With his desperate fighting skills, he was able to split the fat-bellied Fries in half with one knife.
Seeing Assas's murderous eyes, Frith was so frightened that he couldn't help but take a step back, and then he immediately reacted and said angrily: "Despicable slave, it seems that the kindness of His Highness the Third Prince has made your soul dirty.
It has spread out unbridled, and today I will let you know how dirty your humble body is."
The noble whip in Fris's hand suddenly hit the ground. With a crisp "snap" sound, a slave with a naked upper body and extremely hairy body walked out from behind Fris. His powerful body was like a man standing tall.
A huge bear.
"You lowly Macedonian, use your stupid brute force to teach this arrogant slave a lesson."
This slave's skin was extremely strange, as if it had been a sickly pale white color that had not seen the sun all year round. The various scars and pale skin contrasted with a strange ferocious look.
The Macedonians are located at the northernmost tip of the Peloponnese continent, on the edge of human civilization, and are regarded as barbarians by the countries on the continent.
Legend has it that during the first invasion of the underworld, most of the defeated monsters were eliminated by the demigod Perseus and humans, while a few remaining ones fled to the bitter cold land at the northern end of the Peloponnese continent. The Macedonians
Known as a berserker with monster blood.
The barren and cold land of the Far North has become a barbaric land forbidden to humans on the mainland. Rumors about the Macedonians are widely circulated on the mainland, but few people have actually seen them. Unexpectedly, the Junius family can actually possess Macedonians.
as a slave.
The Macedonian lowered his head and let out a beast-like roar from his throat. His naked muscles bulged exaggeratedly like inflatables, and his brown skin was stretched so tight by the muscles that it actually had a metallic sheen.
A two-finger-wide long whip appeared in Frith's hand at some point. The special long whip made of countless scales hit the Macedonian slave and made a crisp sound of metal collision. The tough skin instantly appeared.
A scar as terrifying as a centipede.
The Macedonian slave couldn't help crying out in pain, his eyes flashed with hatred, and then he buried his head deeply, roared and rushed towards Assas.
Assas only felt a strong sense of oppression coming from him. At this moment, he realized that this Macedonian was definitely stronger than him. He had at least 20 horsepower. I am afraid that he would be instantly beaten with one punch.
The bones were broken and he was seriously injured on the spot.
The sudden commotion in the slave market did not cause much chaos. Instead of escaping, the surrounding nobles or wealthy businessmen excitedly surrounded Kratos and others, and many people began to shout crazily.
.
Assas's body suddenly fell backwards, and at the same time he directly placed the unsheathed bronze sword in front of him. When the Macedonian slave's fist, which was almost the size of a human head, touched the scabbard, Assas's whole body
Immediately flew out diagonally.
Although Arthas used the method taught by Kratos to remove most of his strength at the moment of contact, and suddenly vibrated his muscles to increase the body's defense to the extreme, he still felt that when his back hit the ground heavily,
It felt as if his body had been crushed by a gray mountain bear, and all the muscles and bones in his body groaned under the load.
Arthas secretly screamed, "It's dangerous. If it weren't for Kratos's rigorous training during this period, he would have either died tragically or been seriously injured after this punch. He would never be able to stand up like he is now."
At the same time that the Macedonians appeared, Kratos saw the huge gap between him and Assas. He stood aside just to test the results of the past few days of training and see that Assas could block a situation that was beyond his own strength.
After twice the attack, he finally nodded secretly with satisfaction.
After softly telling Pandora to wait for him where he was, Kratos swung his back and shoulders and strode towards the Macedonian slave with a fierce look in his eyes.
"Whose pet ran out without being tied up? Assass, did you get drained from some woman's belly last night? A wild beast fucked you backwards!"
Arthas wisely chose to remain silent, silently climbed up from the ground, and obediently retreated to Pandora's side. He knew that this Spartan in a savage shell was hiding something deeper than Prince Arthur Evans.
A cunning and cunning heart.
Hearing that he was jokingly called a beast, the Macedonian slave's eyes became more ferocious, and he let out a roar. The people around him felt a thunder blast ringing in their ears, shaking their bodies.
The Spartan army is the most powerful army in the Peloponnese continent. All Spartans grew up under brutal military rule. Even women have soldiers who are as hard-trained as other countries.
In the eyes of the Mycenaeans, the Spartans and Macedonians were both barbaric and backward beings, but their powerful power was undeniable.
When he recognized that this Spartan with strange tattoos on his body was the sworn brother of the recently famous third prince Arthur Evans, Frith couldn't help but have a ferocious sneer on his face, twitching the whip in his hand and saying nothing.
The sound urged his most powerful thug to attack immediately.
After the Macedonian slave once again had a ferocious scar on his body, he roared and rushed towards Kratos, with a pair of giant bear-like arms spread out as if to squeeze the enemy directly into flesh.
The Macedonians have lived in the bitter cold land all year round, using their bodies to fight ferocious beasts. What they are best at is using their overwhelming power to crush their prey directly to death.
Because the previous injuries were so severe that Kratos's hands were still wrapped in thick coarse cloth at this time. But he stood still and looked coldly at the oncoming Macedonians. When the opponent's bear pounced in front of him,
At this moment, the leg muscles suddenly swelled, and the dust on the ground on the left foot that was used as a support flew up due to the vibration of the force.
There was a loud bang, and the Macedonian slave with 20 horsepower was kicked out directly. The strong body hit the ground and caused violent vibrations. The onlookers were so shocked that they couldn't help but step back for fear.
He was accidentally injured by this terrifying humanoid beast.
The Macedonian slave was almost breathless from this kick. He felt as if he was being attacked by the three-headed giant, the most ferocious monster on the Moss Wind Plains. His body, as strong as metal, was as fragile as parchment.
The force of the blow penetrated directly into his bone marrow, and he almost screamed in pain.
Just when the Macedonian slave was about to get up, an irresistible force suddenly came from his chest. The powerful force forced him to fall to the ground again, and the ribs in his chest even made a cracking groan. (To be continued)