Nebula swaggered slowly towards the large cage where the slaves were held on the south side of the arena, while the guards on both sides of the corridor stood as if they hadn't seen anything, and stood dutifully without even blinking an eye.

Although it is very tightly guarded, it is not very useful in the face of the nebula that can hide its body.

Right! Nebula drank the invisibility potion, which can make Nebula enter a stealth state similar to that of a flying man within two hours, and as long as there is no big action such as launching an attack, the stealth effect will not be cracked.

Of course, it would be a different matter if there was an anti-hidden inscription magic array here. However, the portrayal of the anti-hidden inscription magic array is quite troublesome, and if there is no master-level inscription knowledge, it is impossible to set up it successfully, so the anti-hidden inscription magic array is generally only available in extremely important places such as the hall of the Holy Land, the Royal Palace of Toy City, and the temple of warrior tribes and warriors.

In a state of stealth, Nebula walked unimpeded to the huge cage at the southern end of the arena.

"Let go of me! I'll walk in myself! In front of the stout iron fence, the kid named Chiyura struggled and shouted to the guards who were dragging his arm.

The naked part of Chiyura's body, the dense red marks are very obvious, it seems that before Chiyura was pulled here to be detained, he had been severely cleaned up by the guards.

The middle-aged guard who was holding Zhiyula's arm said to Zhiyura with an unkind face: "Boy, you'd better not make any more tricks, if there is a next time, even if you have to play next, I won't spare you easily." The middle-aged guard pushed Chiyura into the iron cage and quickly locked the door.

"Hmph~~~" The middle-aged guard blew his slender mustache with his nose and swayed away from the foul-smelling cage.

"Ash, are you alright?" A middle-aged uncle wearing tattered leather armor and holding a scimitar and a tower shield asked Chiyura very worriedly.

Chiyura shook his head with a light smile, but judging by the slightly furrowed brow after him, he didn't look like he was fine.

A slender young man said to Chiyura with disdain, "This is the second time, right!?" It's said that you can't escape, and you still want to try, so it's okay now! With such a serious injury, I'll see what you'll do next with those ferocious beasts. ”

"But I'm really not the Daniel they say! Why did they arrest me for no reason? Tomoyura stomped his feet and shouted angrily at the slender young man.

Probably because of the violent vibration of the body caused by the stomping, the strong vibration involved countless wounds on Chiyura's body, making Chiyura grit her teeth in pain and clench her fists.

The slender young man laughed loudly as if he had heard something funny and said, "Hahaha~~~~ You said you weren't Daniel!?" I'm not a serial murderer, Mahler! I'm not locked up yet! As long as you are locked in this iron cage, unless you defeat your opponent in the next gladiatorial fight and are favored by some big man, you may have a chance to get out of here, otherwise there is only a dead end. ”

"No one in this iron cage will survive for a month!!" After the slender young man said this in a deep voice, he fell to the ground like a puppet with a broken thread.

Next, there was silence in the cage where more than twenty slaves were held.

Except for the occasional chat with a few familiar people, it was dark and dreary like an unlit underwater site.

Leaning on the iron fence on the inside, looking at the slaves in front of him who were full of despair and death, Nebula seemed to vaguely remember something.

Nebula felt as if he had been in such a place before, but he had no memory of it.

Is this a hallucination in my own head, or

Nebula shook his head, forcing himself not to think about it, after all, in about ten minutes the gladiatorial battle in the arena would begin, and the slaves would also be taken out, including the child named Zhiyura.

After listening carefully to the bits and pieces of these people's words, Nebula roughly understood the truth of the matter.

Arte's explanation of the arena is mostly correct, except for one point.

Those who went bankrupt and were forced to sell themselves into slavery in order to pay off their debts should be ordinary slaves, completely different from gladiatorial slaves.

Gladiatorial slaves are generally death row inmates in prisons, but there are also some ordinary slaves who are willing to participate in gladiatorial fights, if they can get the appreciation of those big people with big identities and big status, not only can they get rid of the status of slaves, but they may even become the cronies of those big people.

The condition of ordinary slaves is actually not much better than that of gladiatorial slaves, long working hours, a small amount of food, coupled with occasional humiliation and scolding, there are not a few slaves who die of overwork, and this hellish life is even more terrible than death for some slaves.

To Nebula's surprise, the twenty-odd slaves held here were not gladiatorial slaves, they were just ordinary slaves.

The most important thing is that they did not submit an application to participate in the gladiatorial fight, and each of them was given an unfamiliar name after being captured in this place.

What this means, Nebula has vaguely guessed

A certain high-ranking member of the arena hooked up with wealthy death row inmates, and they captured some ordinary slaves from various places, and used these ordinary slaves as stand-ins for death row inmates to participate in the nine-death gladiatorial fight.

Death row inmates were given the status of free and ordinary slaves, and as long as the money was sufficient, those death row inmates could even redeem their status as ordinary people again.

And these ordinary slaves as stand-ins have almost no other possibilities than to die tragically in this gladiatorial battle.

The appreciation of the big guys?? Will the appreciation of those big names be so easy to get!? The subordinates around the big man are all carefully selected, and even the bodyguards and servants are different from ordinary people.

Only one out of a thousand slaves will be favored by the so-called big guys, and only a tiny fraction will be reused.

It can be said that these people have no future at all

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Chiyura may have given up all hopes, and he has been silent and slowly told the middle-aged uncle next to him about what happened to him: "I'm just an ordinary person, my sister was arrested in the palace a year ago, although those palace guards said that my sister was a lady-in-waiting for His Royal Highness, but I don't know if it's true or not. My sister entrusted me to our uncle Smit before leaving, but neither my sister nor I thought that Uncle Smit was actually a gambler! If it weren't for Uncle Smit's gambling debt of thirty million gold coins, I wouldn't have been sold into slavery. And when he was working in that master's house, he was inexplicably caught in this place and became Daniel."

As she spoke, Chiyura stopped talking and began to sob.

There is no way, although Chiyura's mind should have matured after encountering so many things, but Chiyura, who is only eleven years old, can't resist the fear of death at all, and no one will not be afraid in the shadow of death, even if it is a master.

Only a very small fraction of the population is able to face the impending death, and the slaves here are clearly not part of this group.

So after hearing Chiyura's crying, some fifteen or sixteen-year-old teenagers and young people in their twenties also began to choke.

Even the middle-aged uncle couldn't help but wipe the corners of his eyes and blow his sour nose vigorously with a dirty rag.

Everyone here has their own experience, and being reduced to slavery, for whatever reason, is a very tragic thing for them who were once ordinary people.

Feeling the inexplicable desolate atmosphere between them, Nebula's head began to cramp one after another.

A blue-haired child appeared in the blurred field of vision of the nebula, his hands and feet were cuffed by iron shackles, and his body and face were covered with countless tiny whip marks.

The child's body felt like it was drenched in water, and it was soaking wet.

The temperature there seemed to be very low, not only the mouth and nose, but also the child's whole body was steaming white, and the child's body was still shivering even though it had shrunk into a ball.

But he was smiling, and I don't know who he was looking at, and the child bloomed his innocent and clear smile.

What caught Xingyun off guard was that this child was none other than himself when he was about five years old!!

When Nebula closed his eyes and shook his head to look around again, the child's figure had disappeared, and it was like an ethereal dream.

When has this happened to you? Five-year-old? Or before the age of five!?

That's right! I don't have a memory until I was five years old! I only remember that the person who appeared next to me at the beginning was my brother, and my brother at that time seemed to be relieved after knowing that he couldn't remember what happened before.

Could it be said

Nebula shook his head violently again, holding back his thoughts.

No matter what happened to him before, all this is in the past, and now all he has to do is to fulfill the instructions of Shinas and save this child named Chiyura.

However, now that he knows what happened to these people, it is not just Zhiyura who is being saved this time.

I must save all the people here!!

Not to fulfill Shinas's request, nor to generate pity in his heart, but because of the resonance in his own heart