Soon, Nalant returned to the arena.
As for the human race, you need to start queuing up to register. After all, the number of the human race is much greater than that of the Dark Demon God and the Demon Race.
After queuing for more than an hour, it was finally Narant's turn.
"Narant!"
With the contract signed and his number plate received at the same time, Narant's registration was completed.
"Hey, Nalant human race!"
At this moment, a voice called Nalant, it was the dwarf Wenber.
"Sir Weinbo, I didn't expect to see you here. How have you been recently?" Nalant immediately stepped forward to say hello.
Nalant was quite grateful to this Weinbo dwarf.
Not only did he trade wine for the shop, but it was also because of his publicity that his wine shop spread among the dwarves.
Now, because of the blessing of the legend and the fact that the Lord Hacksaw personally came to the wine shop to buy it, Storm Wine Shop has become a must-visit wine shop for dwarves in the City of Stars.
"I've been having a bad time lately!" Wenbo heard this and shook his head towards Nalant.
Nalant was stunned. This was a bit surprising. You must know that Wayne Bo was obviously in touch with the master of Hacksaw that day.
Needless to say, the status of the Hacksaw Lord God in the dwarf clan goes without saying. In this case, after Wayne Bo got on the line, his status in the clan should have improved. Why is he having such a bad life?
Seeing Nalant's puzzled expression, the dwarf Wenbo suddenly smiled, "Haha, Nalant, the reason why I'm not living well is because the Lord Hacksaw personally taught me how to practice.
In the middle of the month, I practiced every day, and even had less time to drink, so I said it very badly."
"How about it? Did it scare you?"
Nalant showed a speechless expression for a moment, your joke is really different.
Nalant's joke that he couldn't defeat the dwarf was more amusing, so he changed the topic and said: "Your Excellency, Mr. Wayne Bo, you have worked so hard to practice, and now you come to this arena, is it also to sign up for the gladiatorial competition?"
"That's right, the Nalant human race, Lord Hacksaw, said that while practicing, you need to engage in more actual combat, so that you can quickly improve your strength."
"Otherwise, it is of no use just to stay at home and improve your realm. Therefore, I followed the advice of Lord Hacksaw and came to participate in this gladiatorial competition!" Wenbo immediately nodded towards Nalant and affirmed.
Nalant also nodded. It is true that realm does not mean everything, actual combat is also very important.
"Narant, are you also planning to participate in the gladiatorial competition?" Wenbo asked out of curiosity when he saw the metal plate in Narant's hand.
"Yes, I also want to participate. After all, the reward is really tempting!" Nalant admitted frankly without being secretive.
"Haha, Narant, then we will probably meet in the arena, but I will not give up the championship to you!" Wenbo said with a smile.
Yes, this joke is much more normal.
"Haha, Mr. Wenbo, I will not let you go. If I really meet you, I will use all my strength to fight you fiercely!"
"Then I'm looking forward to it very much, Nalant human race, so I'll sign up first!"
Immediately, Nalant parted ways with the dwarf Weinbo.
But before he could get out of the arena, he was stopped again, by the subordinate of the main god Okedugu, the god Kapton.
"Narant, you are indeed preparing to participate in the gladiatorial competition. I believe that the Lord Okdegu will be very happy when he finds out!" The God of Kapton stopped Narant and said with a smile.
"God of Kapton, please don't say that to me, otherwise I will really be under pressure. After all, there are so many contestants in this gladiatorial competition, there must be many strong ones!" Nalant was very humble.
"Haha, Nalant, you are so humble. Just the fact that you defeated the flame-eating demon is enough to prove that you are very powerful!" God Kapton said with a smile.
"By the way, Lord Kapton, I wonder what you are doing here?" Narant asked.
"Nalant, this is why I stopped you. I am here to send an invitation letter to Lord Okedugu."
"Inviting contestants from our human race like you to the manor for a dinner party can be regarded as the Lord Okdegu cheering for you human warriors!" God Kapton replied immediately.
"Oh? I can still attend the banquet!"
Nalant did not expect that the god Okedugu would do something like this.
"Yes, Nalant, the carriage is already waiting outside. Why don't you go directly? It can be seen that there are many human gods like you gathered in the manor!" God Kapton said.
"Okay, I am definitely very honored to go to the invitation of Lord Okedugu!" Nalant did not refuse, and then got into the carriage under the leadership of the God of Kapton.
However, the God of Kapton did not follow Nalant because he still needed to continue to recruit other human contestants in this arena.
Soon, Nalant arrived in the east area of ​​the City of Stars in a carriage.
It was still the wide and clean road that it passed before, and finally the carriage stopped at the door of a luxurious manor.
Nalant was politely asked to get out of the carriage by the attendant at the door, and was immediately taken to the interior of the manor.
After walking for about five or six minutes, when we passed through the garden, a large square appeared in front of us.
At this moment, thousands of people have gathered in the square, including men and women. Obviously, these are invited human race contestants.
Of course, among them, male gods are the main force, while female gods account for less than one tenth.
Narant's arrival did not stir up any disturbance here.
"Distinguished guest, you can enjoy the delicious food here first. The Lord God will come later!"
The attendant spoke respectfully to Narante.
Nalant nodded and waited for the attendant to leave. He randomly chose a long table, took some food and sat down on a nearby chair.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! And several gods around finally noticed the newcomer Nalant.
After everyone looked at Nalant, they were stunned for a moment, and then showed contempt.
This is not their fault. The state displayed by Nalant is that of a god who has just condensed his complete godhead.
Compared with gods like them who have been condensing their divinity for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years, they are just like babies.
But for someone with such strength to participate in a gladiatorial competition, in their opinion, it was entirely driven by greed and a bit of wishful thinking.
Of course, fortunately, everyone is a god. Apart from contempt, these gods have not shown any vulgar scenes such as deliberately ostracizing or making sarcastic remarks.
Everyone was chatting about each other in their own circles.
"Have you heard? I heard that the demon race sent out a race that has never participated in the competition before!"
"What race?"
"Succubus!"
"Succubus? Really or not? Aren't succubi's fighting power weak? They participate in the battle, what's the difference between that and giving it away for free?"
"You don't understand this. Although succubi are not very powerful in combat, their charm and illusion are very strong. If you are successfully bewitched by their illusion or charm during battle, then the battle will actually be useless.
What suspense!"
"This is true, but I am also looking forward to seeing the power of succubi. I heard that every succubus is the brightest pearl of the demon clan. No matter their appearance or every move, they are very seductive.
Human!"
"Haha, it's true. I heard before that the gods offered a reward of one thousand Lord God Crystals to buy a succubus. Unfortunately, succubi are very rare even among the demon clan, so I haven't been able to buy one!"
"A thousand main god crystals are equivalent to ten million divine power crystals, but you can't even buy a succubus!"
Originally, Nalant thought that sitting here would be quite boring, but as the sounds of conversation around him fell into his ears, he found that it was quite interesting.
At least these things that God knows are about this gladiatorial competition, and this will allow him to learn more information.
Regardless of whether these messages are true or false, they can still be listened to as stories.
"Have you heard? This time a sea world sent a Medusa."
"Medusa, is that being that can turn people to stone after just one look?"
"Yes, but the Medusa you are talking about is only under the gods, and this Medusa has also become a god. I am afraid that even if the gods take a look, she will be turned into stone!"
"Hey, how can we fight like this? She will be petrified at the first sight, and there is no chance to make a move!"
"Haha, then it will be good if you don't look into her eyes then!"
"Then there is another news. It is said that there is a strange race in this competition. This race seems to be very difficult to deal with."
"A strange race, what race is it?"
"It seems to be called the Lightning Clan!"
"Lightning clan? I haven't heard of it before!"
To be continued...