"Barbarian Hammer! Barbarian Hammer! Barbarian Hammer! "
"Ice Storm! Ice Storm! Ice Storm! "
While tens of thousands of spectators cheered for them like a volcano eruption, the two ace gladiators both increased their auras to the maximum.
A bloody battle that would not stop until one of them died was about to break out.
Right then, the glorious battle hymn of dozens of horns echoed below the arena behind Barbarian Hammer. A flag that was decorated with colorful feathers that represented victory was raised.
The adjudicators stopped the battle.
They also announced that Barbarian Hammer was the final winner.
The auditorium was caught in a brief silence.
Then, boos that were ten times louder than the cheers just now burst out.
The warriors of Tulan craved a glorious death, like a traveler who had traveled for ten days and ten nights in the desert craved sweet water with honey.
In the past ten years of prosperity, because there were no large-scale wars, even the warriors of Tulan, who had the power to uproot mountains and rivers, couldn't create unprecedented glory on the battlefield, and they didn't have to sacrifice their lives on a grand scale.
At that time, the arena was the best place to die. Dying the arena with blood was the best way to die. Most of the battles would end when one side fell to the ground with heavy wounds and couldn't get back on his feet anymore. Some of them were even killed on the spot.
There was no need for anybody to decide the outcome of the battle.
Death itself was the best adjudicator.
But today was different from the past.
The largest and most glorious battle in the history of the Tulan civilization was about to begin.
Even if they had to die, all the warriors of Tulan, including the ace gladiators, wanted to die on the real battlefield in the most valiant and tragic way after killing hundreds of enemies.
Only such a way of death could turn their bones and souls into glorious epics.
The Glory Era had just begun, and it would not be worth it to die in the arena at such a moment.
The owner of the arena was usually the most powerful military nobles in the various clans.
The main purpose of building the arena and raising gladiators was to replenish the blood of the family and the army so that the strength of the entire clan could be improved.
Next, the five major clans were about to start a cruel civil war to decide which of the five chiefs was qualified to be the "War Chief" and the highest leader of the Tulan people in the Glory Era.
No clan was willing to suffer heavy casualties in a battle to select a general at such a delicate moment.
However, with the bravery and pride of the people of Turan, it was impossible for the gladiators to admit defeat.
Let's not talk about whether the ace gladiator would be able to get past this mental barrier.
The key was that there were still tens of thousands of spectators watching and even placing heavy bets on them.
If they raised their hands and surrendered in front of everyone's eyes, in the words of Dragon City's civilization, it would be a social death.
That was why the role of the "Adjudicator" was arranged to forcefully end the fight after the winner was decided and announce the winner.
This was also a way for the loser to step down.
This was to prevent the two ace gladiators from getting really angry and ending up in mutual destruction.
The audience knew this very well.
However, the battle between the two aces was simply too exciting. Their appetites were high, and they could not calm down no matter how hard they tried. One after another, they threw things into the arena.
What they had thrown away was not some harmless junk like melon peels or fruit pits.
Instead, they threw stones with incredibly sharp edges, sharp daggers made of broken beast bones, and beast-catching ropes with pebbles wrapped around its ends.
Those things were hidden under the thick folds and hair of the gladiators and brought into the arena to fight with the supporters of the opposing gladiators, or to vent their dissatisfaction after they lost all their belongings.
They used them to complain about the adjudicator forcefully ending the fight.
For a period of time, bullets rained down. All sorts of stones, bone blades, and beast-catching ropes landed on the arena with loud cracking sounds.
In fact, they brushed past the two ace gladiators by a hair's breadth.
To the two ace gladiators who had activated their totem armor, even if they were hit by stones at high speed, they would not lose a single hair.
But the damage was minimal, and the insults were great.
The two ace gladiators were livid. Their fighting spirits continued burning, and they simultaneously showed that they would not obey the adjudicator and would fight to the end.
Hailstorm raised his hand and shot an icicle at Wildhammer's feet. The shattered ice shards splashed all over Wildhammer.
He then extended his claws and cut his throat, saying, "Even if the adjudicator announces your victory, I will still cut your throat and let the endless darkness tell you who the true victor is!"
Wildhammer stomped his feet fiercely. His spiked mace stirred up a strong wind and swept at the flag that represented victory behind him.
The banners fluttered in the wind, swaying to the left and right. The strong Rat Man holding the banners almost stumbled from the impact.
This was to say, "Bah, I don't need this thing to announce victory at all. The glory of victory and your life, I will use the spiked mace and the morningstar to take it with my own hands!"
The two ace gladiators even bared their teeth at the VIP seats where the adjudicator was and let out extremely dissatisfied roars, as if both of them refused to acknowledge this result.
Actually, this was also a common practice in the arena.
After all, if the adjudicator had just announced victory, and both sides immediately heaved a sigh of relief and jumped off the arena at the same time, it would seem very fake.
It would seem that they did not like to fight at all and were even a little afraid of death.
The loser would naturally be judged as "spiritless", and the winner would also be suspected of stealing a victory by luck.
Therefore, after the adjudicator announced victory, the winner and the loser had to bare their fangs and claws at the other party and the adjudicator according to the procedure.
The loser said "wait and see", and the winner said "I'll wait for you". Then, they cursed the adjudicator for being nosy together, interrupting a magnificent, soul-stirring, and exciting epic battle that would be remembered by all the people of Turanians for thousands of years to come.
In the end, they were reluctantly dragged off the arena by the rat men.
Only when they were putting on a show could they be called professionals.
Right, for the rat men, dragging the gladiators off the arena in such a situation, especially dragging the loser off the arena, was the most dangerous job in the arena.
This was because angry gladiators, especially losers, would often struggle with all their might, pretending that they wanted to return to the arena and fight for another 300 rounds.
Although it was just an act …
However, it was very normal for his unstoppable fighting spirit to send seven or eight rat men flying.
However, today's show was a little too much.
Perhaps it was because the humiliation of all the rat men on their side being slaughtered was too intense.
Or perhaps it was because the two aces already had a grudge against each other, and they could not vent their anger on each other.
Their fighting spirit burned brighter and brighter, showing no signs of dying down.
Swoosh!
The path of death that Hailstorm had laid with icicles had already extended to Wildhammer's feet. The thickest and longest icicle pierced toward his abdomen.
Wildhammer flew into a rage. He smashed the icicle with his spiked mace and swung his long nose. The morninghammer-like osteoma let out a sharp howl again. Surrounded by killing intent, it tore through the air and smashed toward Hailstorm's towering chest.
However, before the attacks of the two aces could collide …
They were blocked by a fireball that fell from the sky.
The fireball was like a meteor, but it also looked like a giant egg made of magma. It landed between the two aces at the center of the arena.
The entire arena trembled violently, and the two aces swayed three times.
The magma was like a hungry ferocious beast, devouring the thunderous attacks of the two aces.
As the magma flowed, gushed, condensed, and shaped, the "giant egg" cracked and turned into a burly human figure.
It looked like a raging bull that stood on its hind legs.
It was wearing a heavy armor that had just been forged and was thousands of degrees hot.
Streams of magma continued to gush and flow on the surface of the armor.
He was like a fiery devil statue that had floated up from the deepest part of the magma lake.
Apart from the crimson lava, the most eye-catching feature of the armor was the two menacing shoulder guards.
Apart from the liquid metal helmet that completely fitted the facial features and head, it formed the shape of a majestic bull's head.
The two shoulder plates also looked like two bull's heads with glaring eyes and horns that rose into the sky like unsheathed sabers.
From afar, it looked like a three-headed bull's head that was born from magma!
"It's … It's Casava!"
"Casava Bloodhoof! He's actually the arbiter of this battle! "
"Is that the totem of the Bloodhoof Clan, 'Fury of Magma'?"
Exclamations burst out from every corner of the spectator stands.
Even after activating the totem armor known as "Fury of Magma", the arbiter named "Casava" was still much smaller than Wildhammer, who had activated "Locomotive".
But he only used his right hand to easily grab the long nose that Wildhammer was so proud of.
He then raised his left hand and faced the ice storm.
In the direction where his left hand pointed, the path of death formed by the ice storm and frost was devoured by the rolling magma one after another.
The meaning was obvious.
Enough.
This was the final verdict.
No one could disobey my verdict.
At least, no one was alive.
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