If he could, Barrett really wanted to kill that chattering voice above. Even if the owner of that voice might be a terrifying **** purgatory, it couldn't stop him in the slightest.

After spending a lot of time killing that big moving piece of meat, but not getting the results it should have, our barbarian gladiator became more and more irritable.

The long-handled machete of the tauren in front of him attacked again heavily. After getting familiar with the opponent's attack routes, Barritt did not advance but retreated, and charged directly in front of the opponent. At the moment when the machete was about to hit his body, Barrett dodged sideways dangerously. Then he successfully bullied the Tauren, and slashed the opponent's abdomen with the axe in his hand.

With a miserable 'moo', the tauren's abdomen was torn apart by a huge hole. Blood spurted out of the wound, splashing all over Barritt's body, and some internal organs also slipped, and the scene was indeed a bit tragic.

This tauren's life is quite tenacious, and even with such severe trauma, he still wants to fight to the death. It threw away the machete in its hand and grabbed Barrit with both palms, but the barbarian easily leaned over to dodge it.

Barrett dodged behind the tauren and slashed the opponent's knee with the logging axe in his hand.

This was the fighting habit he had learned from the other when he was teaming up with that dwarf companion. According to the dwarf, when facing enemies who are taller than him, there is nothing wrong with attacking the opponent's knee with force.

The tauren's knee snapped, and it fell to the ground unsteadily, stirring up a large area of ​​yellow sand. Barritt didn't give the opponent much time for pain. He slashed the opponent's head with the weapon in his hand, giving it a brief redemption.

As for why it is "short-term redemption", it is because the souls of creatures who die here cannot get real liberation. This is Barto Hell, and death is just the beginning of another nightmare.

How many more are there? Our barbarian gladiator wiped a handful of blood from his face and looked up.

Apart from him, the only participant standing on this piece of yellow sand was the one who was still eating the corpse to strengthen his own flesh-and-blood puppet. It's not that Barrett can't kill this strange guy, but the time it takes may be longer, and the gains will outweigh the gains.

Huh, it looks like it's finally over! He breathed a sigh of relief, threw the weapon in his hand like last time, turned and walked towards the gate. But halfway through, he found that the metal gate in front of him did not open as he expected.

Not only that, all the gates around the arena walls were tightly blocked at this time. And the transparent barrier slightly glowing with red light in the sky is still isolating the inside and outside. This is undoubtedly a big difference from the end of the last game.

The devils in the stands, with different shapes and more numerous than ants, were all pointing at him. Because of the barrier, Barritt couldn't hear their words. In the arena, he could only hear the annoying sound.

"What's the matter?" The barbarian raised his head and asked in a loud voice, "There are only me left here, and the..., the flesh-and-blood puppet, two participants, doesn't this mean the fight is over? Don't tell me it's over, you reminded us that there's still a minute and a half left, and I definitely didn't use half a minute to kill that tauren. Are you going to start cheating?"

"Shame? No, it's impossible. For the devil, the rules and contracts signed will definitely be enforced. Although sometimes the way of implementation is not the same as the signer's mind, we will never cheat. ." The voice above explained calmly, "I admit that your killing efficiency is worthy of admiration, Gladiator Barrett. However, you have overlooked one inconspicuous thing."

"What's the matter?" The barbarian felt a little uneasy in his heart.

"When I reminded you that there were still 1.5 minutes left, there were still 5 participants left on the field." The voice said lightly, "After that, you killed one, Xiaohong, I mean that flesh-and-blood puppet, it Killed one too. So, guess how many are left? If you can't count, you can stretch out your finger."

damn it! That flesh-and-blood puppet actually only killed one! Barrett finally knew what was wrong.

He kept turning in circles to look around, but still couldn't find the last participant. This arena is too big. If the opponent knows how to sneak like an assassin, or has a natural camouflage like some war lizards, and then finds an inconspicuous corner to hide, then he has no chance to find the opponent at all. traces.

"By the way, you still have ten seconds, nine seconds, eight seconds..., oh, I really love the countdown, this kind of feeling of pushing each other into the abyss bit by bit is really good, I will really appreciate it in the future. There should be more similar measures." The voice said very quickly, "Three seconds, two seconds, one second!"

After a second, the sound paused again, and then it boomed again with a voice like thunder ~lightnovelpub.net~ with a long echo, and said to everyone, "I declare that the The battle of focus between the samurai 'Serim' and the extremely terrifying 'Murderer' in the endless abyss has officially begun!"

Following his words, the magic on the two cages disappeared at the same time, and the barrier in the air seemed to be thicker.

The giant demon nearly ten meters high took the lead in tearing apart the metal cage that imprisoned it. It strode out of the tattered cage, standing on the yellow sand and roaring frantically. The two mantis-like sickle limbs on its shoulder blades were also waving in the air.

Then the slaughter demon turned and stared at the many demons behind it who were closest to him and seemed to be able to reach with a hand, with dark pupils like abyss. Filled with endless slaughter desires.

It roared, jumped high, and smashed the spectators in the stands with its claws. The sharp claws slammed into the barrier heavily, but the barrier with red light couldn't help it.

At this moment, the four-meter-high Fire Giant Spirit Warrior also moved. He silently raised the flaming long knife in his hand, and after slightly accumulating power, the two knives cut open the paper-like cage and walked forward slowly. And every footprint he left was like a glass step, reflecting the light faintly.

Taking this opportunity, our barbarian gladiator ran towards the tauren corpse he killed while cursing. He rushed to the tauren's body and picked up the rusted logging axe.

He weighed the axe twice in his hand, and after looking at the two powerful creatures on the left and right, he reluctantly threw the axe on the ground and picked up the thick long-handled machete that the tauren had used.

Now that that's the case, does that count as two games? The barbarian murmured silently in his heart.

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