"Dwarf, surrender quickly, don't hesitate any more!"
Faced with the dwarf's unyielding feat, no matter what race he was in the surrounding audience, except for the dark demons and demons, they were worried about him and kept shouting at the dwarf.
The dwarf clenched his teeth and seemed to have no intention of surrendering. It seemed that honor was more important to him than life.
Nalant sighed, it seemed that he really had to prepare for the worst and use the last resort.
The dwarves are also the only race that Allen admires in this world.
He has a bad temper, but he is absolutely upright, brave and disciplined, and he treats others generously without too much scheming.
Naturally, he would not really hurt this dwarf.
Just when Allen slowly raised his long knife and was about to show off his acting skills, a smart god in the field suddenly said: "Dwarf, surrender quickly. If you die under the knife of this short dark demon, you will never be able to do anything in the future."
You will be laughed at!"
Everyone who heard this was stunned, including the dwarf and Nalant.
"This short Dark Demon God is the weakest among the Dark Demon Gods, and also the most timid. He will definitely become a shame to the Dark Demon God clan in the future. There is no doubt about this."
"Such a weird dark clan will become a joke in the next hundred or thousand years. And dwarf, if you are killed by him, what do you think people will think of you?"
"The reason why you refuse to surrender now is simply because of your honor. But the problem is that if you are really killed by him, then people will only laugh at you when they talk about this shameless dark demon."
"Even such a shameless and weak Dark Demon can kill you. Aren't you even weaker than him? By then, not only will you be laughed at, but the entire dwarf race may also be laughed at!"
"This..." After hearing this god's words, the other gods were stunned for a moment, but after thinking about it carefully, it really makes sense.
He couldn't even defeat such a weak and shameless Dark Demon. Even if he couldn't defeat him, he killed him. That was simply the weakest of the weak.
Who will know the details of the battlefield at that time, and how will they understand that the dwarves refused the avatar for the sake of honor.
"Dwarves, please surrender. What this god said is very reasonable. Even if you want to defend your honor with death, you have to find another enemy."
"There is no honor to be killed by this shameless dark demon!"
Good guy! Narant called him a good guy.
You guys are really good at persuading me. I almost couldn't help but want to punch you a few times.
Narant was very speechless. Although he said that he was a guest now, such a shameless image that was "deeply rooted in the hearts of the people" also made him, Narant, feel uncomfortable.
Fortunately, the god's words seemed to wake up the currently stubborn dwarf.
The dwarf's expression suddenly changed, as if he had listened to those words that were weaker than the shameless Dark Demon God.
"You damn ants, why am I weak? Aren't the dwarves I defeated with my own strength not strong enough?"
"Yes, although I won the victory by relying on the body shield, so what? Who stipulates that we, the Dark Demon God, cannot use the body shield?"
"If you don't believe me, ask my fellow tribesmen if there is any problem with this battle?"
Nalant seemed to be angered and immediately retorted to those gods. He even pointed to the area where the dark demons were.
However, when he pointed at these dark demons, these dark demons immediately released a large amount of death energy, completely surrounding themselves.
"This... even his own people are ashamed, dwarf, have you seen it!"
The audience immediately burst into louder shouts.
It was obvious that these Dark Demon Gods were shameless, and Nalant had indeed become the Dark Demon God's shame.
When Nalant saw this, he immediately turned his head, and then slowly raised his long sword, "Dwarf, you must not surrender, I will kill you to prove my strength!"
While raising the knife with difficulty, he spoke to the dwarf.
After hearing Nalant's words, the dwarf finally made up his mind, gritted his teeth and roared: "I...surrender!"
Wow!
Following the dwarf's words, the entire arena audience suddenly burst into excitement.
"Great, the dwarves finally surrendered!"
"Yes, he finally surrendered. This damn dark devil can't kill him anymore!"
"No!" Accompanied by the chants from the audience, Nalant roared unwillingly. The long knife was raised to the top of his head and fell fiercely towards the dwarf below.
Just when Nalant's long sword was about to fall on the dwarf who could no longer move, a long sword blocked Nalant's long sword directly.
With a clang, the long knife was firmly blocked.
Of course it is the referee who takes action.
Moments after the dwarf shouted his surrender, the shield of the arena disappeared, so the referee rushed over immediately to rescue Nalant.
"Damn it, why do you have to surrender? I could have killed you!" Nalant seemed to have fallen into madness and roared unwillingly to the audience.
But this time, the referee did not blame Nalant. After all, Nalant had already raised the knife before the dwarf surrendered, and it was not as excessive as before.
He just dragged the dwarf away and handed the dwarf to other dwarves.
"The Dark Demon wins!"
After a while, the referee announced the result of the fight.
Naturally, what greeted the audience was not cheers, but scoldings from thousands of spectators.
"Shameless guy, even the dwarves shouted to surrender but they continued to chop down!"
"Yes, it's shameless to win obviously, but even more shameless in the end!"
"What a shame to the Dark God!"
"That's right, it's the shame of the Dark Demon!"
Following the noisy curses, Narant returned to the auditorium with a gloomy look.
However, when he returned to the audience stage, he found that all the dark demons had left, leaving only the demon who had previously distributed the main god crystals as a reward to the immortal god.
"Hey, where are they?"
The dark devil had a strange face, "The battle in the morning is over, and we won't see the next few gladiatorial qualifiers tomorrow, so they leave first!"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After saying that, the Dark Demon God did not intend to stay any longer, and directly handed over two bags containing the main god crystals, "This is the two bags you just won.
If you get the reward, I’ll leave first!”
After saying that, the dark devil also left quickly, as if staying a little longer would taint his shameless reputation.
"Haha, I got the Lord God Crystal!"
Seeing that all the dark demons had left, Nalant finally put away the main god crystal with great joy.
As for those scoldings, what is acting? This is acting.
After leaving the arena, Nalant went to join his slaves.
With good luck, none of the guys had any accidents. Although two of the Dark Demons were defeated in the second and third rounds respectively, they were not killed, which was enough.
And several dark demons worked together to win a total of twenty-seven battles.
This also means that they brought Nalant an income of 2,700 Lord God Crystals.
"Here are 50,000 divine power crystals. Take them all and eat some good ones. I will come back to you tomorrow!"
Nalant took out 50,000 divine power crystals and generously handed them to the dark demon gods.
"Thank you for your reward!"
Several dark demon gods are also satisfied. Fifty thousand divine power crystals are naturally not enough if they are to buy some items that can quickly increase their strength.
But if they only use it to eat and drink, it will definitely make them feel extremely comfortable and eat all kinds of good things.
…
After parting ways with these dark demons, Nalant went to the City of Stars, found a deserted corner, and directly transformed back into his own body.
After having lunch, he went straight to the arena in the third area.
Nalant signed up for the gladiatorial competition with two identities, so naturally Nalant also needs to fight as his own identity.
This is also because there are so many people participating in the gladiatorial competition that even in the preliminary rounds it is impossible to complete them all in one wave.
In this way, Nalant can stagger the time and participate in the battle as his own identity, without worrying about being unable to participate in the gladiatorial battle with two identities due to time conflicts.
Narant drew the number again and found that it was also hundreds, so he calmly waited in the auditorium.
To be continued...