"I'm just not seriously considering whether I should maintain a safe distance from you if this hatred is very big." Aiolos shrugged his shoulders helplessly. During his time in the divine territory, he felt that these races from high-leveled civilizations seemed to have "fallen". Most of the time, they fought passively.
"What do you mean by not seriously considering?" Tsarilorhuan was amused. Wasn't it a little too late to talk about distance now?
"I mean exactly what I said. I'm so hungry. When exactly can I go on stage?"
Aiolos had not gotten the chance to go on stage to fight. The Arena was like a meat grinder, and not just anyone could go on stage. It was obvious that humans did not have many gimmicks here. The manager of the Arena used three days but still could not find a good way for Aiolos to go on stage.
In reality, the manager of the Arena also had a headache. Every day, he had to curse the Machinery judge who had sentenced the human to this place more than 10 times!
It was very difficult to get a human to give up his head. He had to consider the boos and comments from the audience. He was even more worried that this would affect the reputation of the Crystal Arena. After all, they were not the only Arena here. They had many competitors waiting for them to make mistakes.
Tsari did not have any extra food for Aiolos's empty stomach. The Titan's appetite had always been very big. Furthermore, everyone in the Crystal Arena knew that the Titans had an old grudge with the Crystal people's boss. Even though Tsari happily won the competition and received cheers and rewards from the audience, these vicious managers were never willing to give him enough food and water.
"If you're hungry, you can absorb spiritual power." Tsari did not care about food and water. Other than needing a small amount of water, the Titans could absorb spiritual power to survive.
Furthermore, the Silver Heart technique that Tsari had taught Aiolos could, in theory, allow Aiolos to absorb spiritual power to replenish his body to a certain extent. Even though he could not reach the level of the Titans, he could effectively reduce his body's need for food.
Simply speaking, if he cultivated the Silver Heart every day, Aiolos, who would have starved to death in 10 days, could starve for another 10 days or so before he died.
Aiolos could only continue to cultivate the Silver Heart. Tsari observed the changes in Aiolos's technique. The Silver Heart that Aiolos cultivated was no longer the version that he had passed on to him.
At first, the Silver Heart had caused great harm to Aiolos. The human body was too weak, and his foundation was shallow. Thus, it was very difficult for the Silver Heart to withstand it. If not for the fact that Aiolos had abnormal recovery abilities, Tsari would definitely have asked him to change to a gentler technique. However, gentleness meant that his progress would be slow. He was weak. Now, Aiolos's greatest enemy, who was already in the Arena, was the time he had left.
Fortunately, the Arena had not been able to find an opportunity to send Aioros to his death. The spectators had bought tickets to enter the arena not just to watch blood flow. They hoped that there would be more exciting things that would allow them to vent their emotions and roar.
This gave Aiolos time to adjust his Silver Heart. This was also his greatest strength. He was adept at creating everything according to his own standards, from weapons to techniques. Through the Silver Heart, he understood the way to obtain power. In essence, it was the same. However, the spiritual power in the divine territory was of a higher grade.
Spiritual power was like turning a screw. In the spiritual power on Earth, a small screwdriver could deal with most situations. However, in the divine territory, not only was the density of spiritual power higher, but the "specifications" were also not uniform. There were countless variations. Thus, a multi-functional screwdriver that could change the specifications of the blade at any time was needed.
Aiolos's rapid adjustments allowed Tsari to change his view of humans. Perhaps humans did not have any natural endowments, but their complicated experiences allowed them to accept everything relatively quickly.
Most importantly, the intelligence of humans did not seem to be purely about pursuing power. For example, in order to advance to a level-6 civilization, the Shadow race had completely abandoned their actual existence and become true shadows. Now, they practically only lived in the shadow world. Meanwhile, humans placed more emphasis on compatibility and understanding.
In particular, compatibility. From Aiolos, he could see that the compatibility of humans had exceeded his imagination. He thought that as long as this civilization was given a certain amount of time, they would definitely make those who had mocked them regret it.
Days passed, and Tsari's battles started to become complicated and dangerous. He was no longer as relaxed and entertaining as when he had first arrived. The Crystal person was executing his revenge. Even though Tsari returned alive every time, he would always have very deep wounds on his body. Burning Gusi could not bear to kill him in one go.
Aiolos had only been worried for Tsari for one day, but he could quickly see that the silver light Titans were not called high-level Titans just because they were more powerful. They were also very good at sinister things. The wounds on Tsari's body looked frightening, but in reality, they were all superficial wounds. Tsari was using his wounds to confuse Burning Gusi's revenge and secretly gathering power. "He will not have too many chances to intervene. At most, he will have two or even just one time. This is the revenge that the Titan race has tacitly allowed him to take. If he does more, he will be challenging the dignity of the Titan race."
"Thus, you have been continuously beaten, but not a single Titan has stepped forward to help you. Is it because the entire Titan race has allowed this revenge?"
"That's more or less the case."
Aiolos looked at Tsarilorhuan with a strange expression. "What exactly have you done? How many enemies on the level of the Burning Saint do you have? " He could not help but want to dig up the past of this high-level Titan who had suffered. What exactly had caused the Titan race to give up on him like this? It was understandable that he had been locked up in the Heavenly River Sandpit. After all, he had killed an aristocrat from a civilization of the same level. However, what about the Arena? The Titan race was not a race that especially liked to be reasonable. Their reasoning had always been their fists and lightning. Whoever was stronger had the right to speak loudly.
"How would I know? I was indeed arrogant when I was young and unknowingly offended many people. Now, I have been taught a lesson." The Titan spoke as if others would not find trouble with him if he did not care.
"Now, I am really considering whether I should maintain a safe distance from you." Aiolos laughed.
"Ha ha, I like listening to your jokes."
Tsari laughed for a long time before saying, "There was an important trial where I accidentally destroyed a large group of people's plans."
He did not go into detail, but Aiolos knew that he had said enough. In the divine territory, some information was extremely dangerous.
"Did you also kill the aristocrat because of this?"
"No, that was another matter."
"Could it be that you are a troublemaker?"
"My mother said that about me too! She will definitely like you. "
"…" Aiolos shut up. When he chatted with Tsari, he could die from any topic. This fellow was probably the legendary troublemaker and topic terminator.
The next day, Aiolos suddenly received a sumptuous breakfast. The manager of the Arena looked at him excitedly. The happiness in his eyes was like that of a black-hearted butcher staring at a piece of expired meat that had already been sold.
"Human, your chance is here."
Without waiting for Aiolos to finish eating, the manager said impatiently, "You can go on stage today. Prepare yourself."
He had finally found a way to make this human disappear completely. Last night, a weak and massive Molla beast had been dragged to the Crystal Arena. This was a monster that had reached the Void Core Realm. This would be the big show in the Arena today. A group of gladiators would fight against the massive Molla beast. The scene would be extremely grand and spectacular.
However, he had to first feed the massive Molla beast and release it from its weak state. If not, it would be very difficult for the massive Molla beast to unleash its true Void Core strength. After all, this was a chaotic monster that was only driven by instincts.
Usually, this kind of feeding was done backstage in the Arena. When the massive beast went on stage, it would be at its peak condition, which caused the audience to scream in shock.
However, he planned to change things up today!
"As long as I win, I will be able to eat." Aiolos saw the sinister and proud gaze of the guard. However, he was more concerned about his stomach. After so many days, he could only rely on a little basic food and water and survive by absorbing spiritual power. He felt that his stomach had shrunk.
"There's a plot. However, I wish you good luck." Tsarilorhuan did not seem worried at all. He also had a tough battle to fight today.
Aiolos waited. Battles began and ended one after another. Pieces of meat were dragged away, but no one cared about where they ended up. The Arena, which was hot and wet with blood, was what everyone focused their attention on.
At this moment, the host's shout sounded from the Arena. "I believe that everyone has heard that the grand finale this morning is a monster, the massive Molla beast!"
"Roar roar roar!"
"Everyone has seen the massive Molla beast before, but has anyone seen how it eats? Has anyone seen how it recovers its energy and heals its injuries through eating? "
"Now, the opportunity has come!"
Roar roar roar roar roar —
The ground trembled, and a massive monster that was as tall as a two-story building pounced out from the beast pen. 10 powerful slaves used 10 long lassos to restrict its movements, causing it to roar even more furiously. The unfamiliar environment and its weak state caused its desire to kill to reach its peak.
At this moment, a guard pushed Aiolos. "It's your turn."
Aiolos turned around and looked at him. Then, he tidied up his three pieces of equipment. There was a sword, a round shield, and the standard leather armor of a gladiator. They were very ordinary and seemed like decorations.
He entered the arena.
Wu wu wu …
Boos immediately sounded from the audience!
"It's actually a human?"
"My god, is this … a human that has just joined the Star Alliance?"
"Indeed, he has the appearance of a celestialoid. However, since when can humans enter the Arena? Their weakness is a stain to the Crystal Arena! "
"Hey, why is there only one? Shouldn't we prepare a dozen slaves for Molla to recover its strength?"
"Human Aiolos!" The host hurriedly explained in a loud voice. "He is just an appetizer before Molla's main course! Eating bit by bit will stimulate the ferocity of the massive Molla beast. I believe that everyone can understand what I mean. The later stages will be even more exciting, and the excitement is worth our patience. "
There were various voices saying all sorts of things, and the boos shook the heavens.
The guard wiped the sweat from his head but heaved a sigh of relief. This was because the human entering the arena was just delivering himself up. Thus, the audience was not booing the Arena, but the human.
They felt that even if the human was a noob, he should find someone who could struggle a little more. Of course, they could still bear with the small complaints. They could not wait to see the human die quickly so that the next person who could fight could come up.
Aiolos took a deep breath. The smell of blood from the previous battle was still thick and lingering in the air. The boos made the smell so thick that it made his throat taste sweet. Did they treat him as food for the massive beast? Aiolos laughed. He suddenly took off the leather armor on his body and opened his arms to face the boos. The smile on his face was as if he was hugging and cheering.
Wu wu …
"Shameless human!"
The boos became even louder.
"Begin!"
As an order was given, the 10 slaves who were restraining the massive Molla beast immediately retracted their lassos. They quickly put on a coat, allowing them to hide themselves from the massive Molla beast's eyes. Then, they quickly and skillfully left the Arena through the two side doors.
The massive Molla beast locked onto Aiolos. Its eyes were filled with hunger, and its roars became fiercer and fiercer. However, Aiolos moved first. He charged straight at the massive beast. A dog that barked did not bite. How could he dodge a massive beast that liked to use its roars to threaten its prey?
If he was going to fight, he had to fight to his heart's content!
Boom!
Aiolos flew out over 20 meters and heavily smashed into the walls of the Arena. Then, he fell heavily and lay flat on the ground.
Aiolos could sense the massive destructive power. After entering this place, his power had reached a bottleneck until he obtained the Silver Heart. The power of thunder techniques was not suitable for him, but he could forcefully borrow them. For the sake of power, some side effects were not a big deal.
The powerful regenerative ability of his physical body allowed Aiolos to gradually use the Silver Heart, and there were no changes.
Boom …
The massive Molla beast swatted with its claws, and Aiolos was once again sent flying.
The entire arena was filled with boos. The various roars from various civilizations gathered into countless sounds. Meanwhile, the massive Molla beast charged towards Aiolos, who was on the ground, with large steps. It needed to eat, especially food with energy. Its biological instincts could sense the other party's energy.
The two heavy attacks made Aiolos feel as if he had come back to life. The uncivilized creatures here were all trash and did not have any technical content.
Zeng …
Lightning gathered in Aiolos's eyes. He would let these people see what was called the Earth style!
Kill!
Aiolos dodged the massive beast's attack and charged towards its throat like a cannonball.
Boom boom boom boom …
With violent power, he casually threw over 100 punches. All the attacks were concentrated on one point. The massive Molla beast, which had a high defense, could not withstand the attacks. Its body swayed and fell to the ground.
Aiolos did not have a chance to act presumptuously. His hands were like knives as they sliced through the gaps between the beast's bones. This was the method he was proficient in dealing with wild beasts. The next second, with an earth-shattering roar, the massive Molla beast's throat was pulled out.
The massive Molla beast's roar stopped. Blood spurted out from its throat like a water gun and flooded the ground of the Arena. In an instant, all the boos stopped. Amidst the silence, countless gazes stared at the short figure.
The human had defeated the massive Molla beast?!!
With a loud bang, the massive beast collapsed, and the human stood up.
The human still had the same smile on his face. He was smiling! He was actually still alive and was still smiling!
This was a completely different style!
The human did not care and pointed a finger at the sky.
Was this the meaning of their civilization?
Was this a miracle? They did not care! In any case, they had seen something new and were excited. The massive Molla beast, which was supposed to be the finale, had collapsed just like that. They wanted to see how the Crystal Arena would arrange a new finale!
"Human, human, human!"
Aiolos raised his hands high. He took a deep breath, and the intense pain in his chest seemed to have disappeared. Compared to the Heavenly River Sandpit, this place might be more suitable for him. Furthermore, fighting made the negative power of the Silver Heart feel more comfortable.
Fighting was his path, and his path was the path of the Battle God. Perhaps he would die, but he would rely on his fists to open up a path.
He was an Earthling!
Tsarilorhuan watched all of this from behind the fence, and his eyes were filled with pride. This was his Earth brother. How could he not know that he might not be able to bear the Silver Heart? However, he believed that Aiolos could do it.
Aiolos was even better than he had imagined!
After a few days of recuperation, even though Yin Jiuli and his son had been captured, the Shell Shade Faction was still around. It was said that an elder at the peak of the Foundational Stage had been promoted and was anxious to build a good relationship with these two people from the Heavenly Treasures Street. They were extremely concerned about the compensation for the shops in the Heavenly Treasures Street. When Yin Jiao had brought people to smash Old Cow's shop, they had taken the initiative to offer compensation to Old Cow. Furthermore, they had directly asked for the price and did not bargain at all.
They were afraid that Wang Zhong and Mugthol would find an excuse to cause trouble at the Shell Shade Faction. Now that Yin Jiuli and Yin Jiao were gone, the Shell Shade Faction would definitely not be able to resist these two experts. This was the law of the jungle. If they did not know how to do things, they would be done for.
In reality, it was no longer important whether Wang Zhong and Mugthol would hit them when they were down. They had lost their Void Core leader and were only left with a bunch of Foundational Stage fellows. This was not enough to support a Faction in a place like the Catanlyke District. Countless surrounding powers had set their eyes on the territory of the Shell Shade Faction. When a tree falls, the monkeys scatter. It was only a matter of time before the Shell Shade Faction was destroyed. However, this was no longer a problem that Wang Zhong would be concerned about.
The entire Heavenly Treasures Street and even the entire Catanlyke District had a rumor that was not a secret. An Earthling called Wang Zhong was favored by the Machinery race, and the Machinery race was willing to "enter through the back door" for him. No one knew if this was true, nor did anyone dare to verify it. They only knew that the number of law enforcement squads near the Heavenly Treasures Street had doubled.
Some Factions in the Catanlyke District were even guessing whether Wang Zhong was the illegitimate child of some big shot. After all, a place like the Earth, which was known as the Playground of the Gods, was backward, but there were footprints of many true gods. It was hard to guarantee that some big shot had truly left a seed and left behind a noble bloodline. It was not impossible for him to be his biological son or for him to be inherited through a generation. Of course, it was also possible that some big shot had taken a fancy to him on a whim. Who knew?
Rumors and slanders flew everywhere, causing Little Lost Fox to be in a strange state. She kept making wild guesses and asking random questions. In response, Wang Zhong simply smiled and did not say anything. This kind of rumor was beneficial for the stability of the Heavenly Treasures Street. He did not pretend to admit it, but he did not need to deny it either. Even Wang Zhong felt that the Machinery race had most likely saved him to return a favor. Once the favor was returned, the matter would be over. The divine territory was too big. To put it bluntly, the Shell Shade Faction, which only had a Void Core, was just a dancing clown. They could not compare to a truly civilized and large Faction.
With this kind of protector, the Heavenly Treasures Street very quickly recovered from the panic that everyone was feeling.
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