Chapter 783: Doomsday Gladiatorial Arena
As soon as the leader of the Brotherhood of Beddoune learned that the puppy dragon had been rescued, he immediately thought of the man he had not been able to meet in Asgard.
The one who was rewarded by the Kree Empire!
"Chief, look at this!"
A huge screen was projected from inside the palace, and above it was the moment when the Scaly Dragon turned into a purple moon and fell from the sky.
Countless purple lotuses exploded in the center of the iron-solid military complex, and the sky-high flames instantly enveloped the small half of the complex.
Almost the entire military factory is doped cast with some kind of metal homogeneous doping, and the degree of hardness is very high, and even an explosion of this scale will not lose much, but
When the leader saw the explosion, a lizard's face crumpled, and he received another notification.
The scientific research building, which happened to be in the center of the explosion, was destroyed, the upper half of the building was blown into ruins, and thousands of puppy dragon cultivation tanks were all destroyed.
What's more, five of the top scientists who were transferred to the past, mainly responsible for studying the life genes of puppy dragons, died!
Transforming people, cloning people, there is no more to recreate, so many military camps around the world, almost all of them are equipped with very mature cloning bases.
However, top scientists can't clone it!
"Boss"
"How did he get in!hmm?!!"
“”
"Waste! Find him!"
"Blockade the port!
"The goal is to arrest all the similar males who resemble human slaves!"
When the order was given, countless little red giants poured into the streets, and the whole king surged around from the sky as if he had seen a red tide.
Above the sky, from the royal capital, all the way to the space port, to the interstellar defense network, there are dense floating ships.
All the artillery fire hidden within the building has been activated, and the core king of the Brotherhood of Bedun has been shrouded in a transparent blue energy.
The city was transformed into a fortress of steel for war.
In the southeast corner of the city, there is a large and splendid circular building.
The building was out of place in the style of the entire Mud Star, but it was surrounded by a lot of people.
This is the largest arena in the Capella system, and the most traded slave trading arena.
At this moment, the shouts in the building are one after another.
Because today is Horncage Day!
The Bedounes with the element of violence in their blood, the high-level who thirst for blood and the brutal fighting, and countless tourists who come here to start a carnival, but these tourists have the same characteristic, that is, they are wearing heavy armor and carrying a large number of weapons and equipment
The Bedouin people's form of entertainment, the source of happiness, war may account for 60 per cent, then the other 40 per cent, comes from here.
They would capture their captives and treat them as diligents for sale, or for private entertainment.
At this moment, in the square arena, a small circular area was isolated.
Inside, a black-haired orc with a two-headed chain was wrestling with a two-headed giant rhinoceros with scarlet eyes.
The shouts from the seats on all sides drowned out one after another, and the excited audience even stood up and tore at their clothes.
The deafening whistling and unbearable smell did not make them feel uncomfortable, but rather stimulated their bloodthirsty hearts.
Even if his throat became hoarse because he shouted too hard, he didn't care.
This is true for both women and men.
They were already completely immersed in the joy of a bloodthirsty duel, and because of the distance, they were unaware of even the explosion unleashed by the Scaly Dragon.
Of course, there are also some VIPs, who sit in the floating private rooms suspended above the crowd, with the best food, wine, and men/women.
They are above some people, and they may become the masters of the slaves in the field.
"Dear Mr. Makin, here is the list of goods you want, the gladiatorial slaves will be born from among the surviving fighters tonight. ”
In the floating private room on the left No. 2, a blue-skinned beauty dressed in revealing clothes respectfully handed a list to the fat man in the two-headed suit on the seat.
All the slave traders who come here will have this list, and when the gladiatorial fight is over, the next show will begin, the Auction Slave Conference.
The blue-skinned beauty did not walk away after handing over the list, but stood beside him respectfully, her big eyes painted with beauty makeup kept glancing at him.
"Get her out of here. ”
The head on the left was looking at the list, while the head on the right unceremoniously ordered the eviction.
The muscular male attendant who looked like he was following him grabbed her neck directly, picked up the blue-skinned beauty like a chick, and threw her out the door.
She didn't complain, just quietly rubbed her neck and slowly left.
"Aka, don't be so rude next time, remember that you are suitable for the Sven. ”
"Yes. ”
The head on the right showed a helpless expression, but he didn't say much, and turned his head to look at the gladiatorial match.
The slaves of Mudstar are not the worst slaves in the universe, but they are definitely the worst slaves in this galaxy.
The woman wanted to leave Mulder by herself, but he didn't want to get into trouble.
Although no one ruled that they could not be bought, the slaves in the building were generally owner-owned, and almost all of them were Bedounes, and he just didn't want to get into trouble.
The head on the left, which had not squeaked, suddenly said, "It seems that this time you should be able to get a good battle slave." ”
"Well, the slaves here are much stronger than those on the Saka Star, and the slightly more powerful ones on the Saka are all pinched by Gao Tianzun, and there is no oil and water at all. ”
Poof!
“!!!”
Both heads froze at the same time, and a cold and biting cold ran from the toes to the top of the head, and even the fat on that body felt like it had become quick-frozen pork.
There's someone in the house!
Acre was beaten!
Why is there no alarm?!
These thoughts came out of both of Makin's heads almost simultaneously, but his body remained motionless.
Ma Jin has been very self-aware since he entered the interstellar business circle, and he is also well versed in the way of self-preservation.
The interstellar merchants have always been accompanied by force and darkness, and Makin also has his own armed protection team.
But what allowed him to gain a foothold in the interstellar business circle was not force, but insight and eyesight!
Acre is the most powerful of his loyal slaves, and can easily defeat five Mudd reformers alone, and easily defeat the genetic behemoths one-on-one.
But it was defeated in just a moment!
"Well, there's a gladiatorial arena here? ”
Watson walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the two-headed rhinoceros and black-haired orcs below, raising his eyebrows.
I didn't expect to give him the impression that there was entertainment on a planet that would only invade and expand.
"Excuse me, Your Excellency is"