Kacha. The sound of a lock being unlocked came from outside the door. Very quickly, the candle demon brought the maids in to help him clean up and dress up.
After this, the Crystal person walked into the room. He covered his mouth and nose, as if the air here was polluted. However, he could not hide the smile on his face. This time, he was going to earn a lot. His Arena would become famous in the entire divine territory. "It seems that you are in good condition."
Aiolos stared at him without saying a word. Indifference was the best response to this kind of person.
The crystal man's hand that was covering his mouth glowed with a crystal light. He could feel an aura that threatened his safety. Recently, there had been an increase in the number of slave and prisoner gladiators turning on their masters. So, he was very sensible to keep his distance. He did not want to end up like those unlucky and foolish peers of his.
"I am here to tell you that as long as you win, I promise that you will regain your freedom after your service period ends. Furthermore, during this period, as long as you don't think about escaping, I will give you the greatest degree of freedom and dignity." The Crystal person felt that he was a good boss.
Aiolos looked at him with a faint smile. If he believed these words, he would be worse than a primary school student.
The Crystal person did not mind. "Furthermore, I have a piece of free news. I have just received a new batch of slaves. A few of them claim to be from Earth, and they all recognize you."
The Crystal person stared into Aiolos's eyes. He reported one name after another. When the name "Lomeiro" came out of his mouth, the Crystal person immediately knew that he had gotten what he wanted.
The moment he heard this name, there was finally a different light in Aiolos's eyes.
He tried to hide it, but he could not deceive a Crystal person. Crystal people were naturally good at observing people's words and expressions. Even if it was just a momentary change in expression, he could still easily see it. This was the special characteristic of their crystals. They were very sensitive to light. To a certain extent, one's gaze was a kind of light. At the same time, it was a flash that was the most difficult to hide.
"As long as you win, I can give these slaves to you, and they will become your subordinates. When you leave, they can also leave with you, and the agreement will be signed. However, if you lose, you must believe that not even your bones will be left, and those Earthlings will use miserable deaths one after another to make the audience miss you."
This gladiatorial fight was unprecedentedly grand, and several competitors had come. Hence, the battle had to be intense. This kind of grand scene seemed to be an opportunity, but it was also a crisis at the same time. If they won, they would be conferred the title of King. If they lost, they would be humiliated and unable to recover. He would never allow such a situation to happen. He wanted both of them to fight with their most violent strength, and not put on some dogsh * t bitter drama. These conditions were really not acting. Compared to the profits that they could earn, this was nothing.
As a businessman, he did not care about the little grudges in the past. He looked forward to the future.
Aiolos coldly looked at the door that had been closed once again. Lomeiro was his personal guard leader, his friend, and his brother. He was not surprised that Lomeiro could come here. Other than him, no one else in the Pampas had more potential than Lomeiro.
He was not angry, nor did he feel hurt. After experiencing so much, he understood that terrible things would always happen. Furthermore, things would always head in a bad direction. As a human, the last thing he needed now was to surround himself with too many emotions and destroy himself!
Emotions were terrifying power. Thus, what he needed to do was twist them into ropes and turn them into his power. This was what it meant to be a human!
The true reason why humans had stood out from the Earth was also the difference between humans and the so-called high-leveled civilizations and aristocratic civilizations in the divine territory.
The door opened again, and the candle demon's smiling face, which was not a smiling face, appeared on the other side of the door. This time, he had brought lunch. "Today, it's 100% the taste of my hometown."
As expected, Aiolos had tasted the true taste of his hometown. The Crystal person had indeed found Lomeiro. He had used this Pampas-style food to prove this point. At the same time, he had also brought a divine territory agreement.
What was the most terrifying tie?
Hope.
In the afternoon, the door was opened from time to time. There were many checks from different people. They ensured that he was in good condition. The bodies of the two gladiators could not be the slightest bit careless. Any small tricks would taint this great battle.
Then, he was brought to the special preparation room of the Arena. This place was almost completely silent. Only when the door was opened could he hear the short sounds that came from the Arena, the wild cheers of the audience, and the miserable screams of the gladiators when they died. No matter how loud the roars of the audience were, it seemed as if they could not block the sounds from reaching this place until the sound-absorbing door was closed.
They had allowed him to maintain his best condition. Today, he was their main event.
Then, the last time of the last day arrived.
The door opened for the last time, and he directly walked out. Then, he heard the voice that introduced him. The host used an exaggerated and provocative tone to brag about his battle achievements to the people as much as possible, trying his best to make sure that this was the truth.
Then, he saw Lomeiro. He was standing at the end of the corridor with a group of Earthlings. It was obvious that they were not having a good time, but there was a smile on Aiolos's face.
Never lower your head to life. The Pampas Eagle would soar no matter where it was!
He collected all his thoughts and walked towards the Arena step by step. The people there were already shouting his name.
— — Battle Master ~ ~ ~ ~ Aiolos — —
Aiolos walked in amidst the cheers.
Meanwhile, Tsarilorhuan was already standing at the other end of the Arena before him. They were separated by a long Arena, but their gazes met. Ever since the battle had been confirmed, the two of them had not seen each other. During this period of time, the Crystal people had continuously used various threats and temptations to push for a life and death battle as much as possible. To be honest, the Crystal people had really put in a lot of effort.
However, only one of them could live today, or both of them would die!
Every audience was familiar with the "story" of the two of them. They were brothers from a high-leveled civilization and a low-leveled civilization. The Earthlings had helped the Titans to serve their sentences together, while the Titans had taught the Earthlings the Titan Heart Techniques. The two of them supported each other and established a great reputation in the Arena. Their enemies had all died.
Now, it was their turn. Just thinking about it made the hearts of the audience fervent. In the various VIP booths, the aristocrats were even more unrestrained. They loved this kind of show the most.
The Arena was noisy, but there was peace between the two of them. This was the calm before the storm. It was as if all the sounds had been filtered, and there was only each other's existence between them. Their wills clashed in the air and collided. At this moment, the familiarity and tacit understanding between them turned into sharp blades that could harm the other party!
They abandoned all distracting thoughts. This was a battle that was worth going all out!
Kill ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Almost at the same time, they roared, causing the entire Arena to fall silent. Aiolos and Tsarilorhuan attacked at the same time!
There were no pleasantries or reminiscing about the past. There was also no need to complain or worry about others. Their familiarity and tacit understanding allowed them to understand each other's current situation and thoughts. There was only one word: fight.
BOOM …
The pitiful host was instantly sent flying by a massive energy wave and crashed into the wall of the Arena. His miserable cries were drowned out by the even louder roars of the audience. If the maids had not risked their lives to save him, the Crystal person would probably have lost his best Arena host.
Aiolos and Tsarilorhuan fought in a frenzy. Both of them were warriors who fought in actual combat. Their techniques, power, experience, and willpower were all top-notch.
This was a peak battle. There were no fancy moves. They used the most effective combat techniques that returned to the basics. They used their fists to kill at close range!
Speed and power, attack and defense. Just as Aiolos's golden fist landed on Tsarilorhuan's body, the lightning in Tsarilorhuan's hand landed on Aiolos's chest. Both of their spiritual power exploded with a terrifying luster in their defense. The ripples from the energy compression formed wind pressure. Both of them had a Spiritual Energy Value of more than 500,000. It was fine if it was the Titan. After all, he was a Void Core, but Aiolos was merely a peak Foundational Stage. Of course, this was also the reason why he attracted countless spectators and was the most popular.
This was a reversal of the situation.
The moment the fight started, it was a climax of life and death. In the spectator stands, the hot-blooded spectators waved their arms in a frenzy and shouted. Some females even tore their clothes as their desires overflowed. The two brothers who were once so close were now fighting so crazily. Their previous intimacy had turned into poisonous knives stabbing each other. How depraved and exciting was this?
"Lightning!"
Tsarilorhuan's lightning hair stood up. In the sky, the spiritual power of the lightning gathered into a ball. Then, this ball of lightning suddenly flew towards Aiolos.
Aiolos raised his hands, and golden spiritual power also gathered. He gently shook his wrists. His spiritual power level was not as solid as Tsarilorhuan's, but with his techniques, a small spiritual power vortex was created between his hands. This allowed him to gather spiritual power at a speed that was not inferior to the terrifying natural endowments of the Titan race when he controlled lightning.
The ball of lightning exploded!
A bolt of golden lightning suddenly shot out from between Aioros's hands and fiercely caught the ball of lightning!
The collision of the lightning turned into an annihilation that seemed to be in the void.
Closely after, Aiolos and Tsarilorhuan ferociously fought into a ball of light and shadows. Occasionally, lightning would appear and disappear, almost all at the same time.
A silver Titan that was fighting crazily was a violent interpretation of the aesthetics of violence. Meanwhile, the Earthling was fighting in a shocking manner. Techniques and violence were combined into one. What shocked them was that the growth rate of humans in battle was beyond imagination!
"The Titan is going to transform."
Boom …
In the Arena, a terrifying bolt of lightning exploded from Tsarilorhuan. The muscles all over his body bulged, and lightning circled around his body. Then, his body became 30% larger. In the blink of an eye, he had recovered his Titan true form, and his powerful spiritual power instantly doubled.
Boom boom boom …
Aiolos punched the massive Titan true form three times in a row. Just as the golden fists touched him, they were turned into nothingness by the lightning that had materialized because of the Titan true form.
Tsarilorhuan stomped down. Compared to his massive seven-meter-tall body, Aiolos was like a slightly larger insect.
Rumble! Tsarilorhuan suddenly stomped down. His massive body was as fast as lightning, bringing with it an earth-shattering pressure.
Aiolos rapidly retreated and dodged to the side. However, no matter how he dodged, Tsarilorhuan's massive foot steadily stomped towards him. It was getting closer and closer!
The corners of Aiolos's eyes twitched. He finally saw a small electric spark following him. It was a lightning imprint. Titans could chase after their enemies by tracking lightning imprints!
Aiolos suddenly crushed this imprint, but it was too late. The massive Titan foot, which was even larger than him, had already stomped on his head. Boom!
The ground shook violently! Tsarilorhuan did not stop. He raised his right foot again and heavily stomped down with accumulated power!
One foot, two feet, three feet …
Cries of surprise sounded from the spectator stands at the same time. They stared in disbelief at the spot where Tsarilorhuan continuously stomped. The flying sand blocked their observation of the details. The massive Titan caused them to suffocate. Was this the pride and power that aristocratic civilizations relied on?
Aiolos?!
It was as if time had stopped for the craziness in the entire arena. Everyone's eyes were red as they stared at the descending sand. The Titan's figure stood tall like a mountain. His right foot stepped deeply into a pit, and Aiolos's body was under his foot!
Aiolos was still squirming and struggling. However, everyone could see that he had lost his momentum. He was being stepped on by the Titan. How could he reverse the situation?
Tsarilorhuan's supporters were celebrating. Meanwhile, the aristocrats in the high and mighty aristocratic boxes were laughing. This result was just as they had expected. The battle between the two of them had evolved into a battle between a low-leveled civilization and a high-leveled civilization. However, in the end, it was proven that a high-leveled civilization would always be a high-leveled civilization!
Aiolos's defeat also allowed the low-leveled civilizations to understand why aristocrats were called aristocrats. They could feel the might of a high-leveled civilization. This was a strange balance. Although this was just a small Arena, the various structures in the divine territory were condensed.
It was just like how the aristocrats were in the high and mighty spectator stands. Meanwhile, below them were the seats of the low-leveled civilizations. This was a truth that would never change.
Of course, their joy lay in the storyline of this battle. When they saw a Titan being forced to kill his brother, this tragic heroism perfectly delighted everyone's hearts.
Pitiful Titans, pitiful humans. Although one had lost his brother and the other had lost his life, how glorious would it be to have our sympathy?
Meanwhile, at this moment, many people in the spectator stands hugged their heads. Some men and women who had been in a passionate mood even stopped breathing at this moment. Perhaps they had lost their clear minds and judgment due to their excessive excitement. They still hoped that Aiolos would be able to find a way out from an absolute disadvantage like he had in the past. Then, he would stand up and defeat his powerful opponents.
That was Aiolos. That was their Aiolos. The Aiolos that they loved!
"Aiolos — — Aiolos! Aiolos! Aiolos! "
Aiolos's cries rang out in the calm Arena. They liked Aiolos because this Earthling could always create miracles and was never willing to admit defeat. This was the common experience of countless people from low-leveled civilizations or those with low statuses. Aiolos had imperceptibly become their hope and symbol.
In the divine territory, commoners made up the vast majority.
However, Aiolos had fallen now. He had fallen at the feet of his Titan brother!
"Get up! Stand up! You can do it! "
"Get up!"
Get up, get up, get up!
At first, there was only one group of people shouting out their emotions. However, gradually, more and more people joined them. They were not stingy with their throats and vocal cords. They all let out the same voice.
Get up! Aiolos! Get up! Aiolos — —
The sound waves from their roars condensed into a storm! It swept through every corner of the arena, infecting everyone.
However, the aristocrats were laughing coldly. Power had never come from shouting.
Tsarilorhuan raised his head and looked around him. He smiled as he heard these people shouting his name. He also wanted Aiolos to win. They were brothers, and Tsarilorhuan would never let his brothers down!
However, there were times when even the Titans could not control themselves. He was not alone. Behind him were people he loved deeply, as well as people who were waiting for him to return home.
The Crystal person had indeed grasped his sore spot by fighting to the death with his brother. This was even more painful than stabbing him in the heart.
He pointed a massive middle finger in the direction of the Crystal person's main spectator stands. Then, he bent down and stretched out his hand to pull Aiolos up. Then, he lifted Aiolos into the air. In his hands, Aiolos was like a dying rat who was receiving his final death sentence.
This battle was not decided by victory or defeat. Instead, it was decided by death!
In an instant, all the roars and shouts were silenced once again. At this moment, no matter how crazy his supporters were, they did not think that Aiolos could create any more miracles. They held their heads and lowered their hands. This was an action of giving up on resisting and giving up on hope.
However, no one knew that their shouts continued to echo in Aiolos's mind.
"Aiolos … Aiolos! Aiolos! Get up, get up, get up … Aiolos!!! Get up!!! "
It was like the sound of a bell, but it was also like the roar of a hurricane blowing past rock walls and lifting roofs.
They were screaming. Aiolos thought in a daze. Then, his consciousness started to return to his mind bit by bit, as if his soul that had shed its shell had found its way back. This was the effect of his recovery ability.
Get up, get up, get up …
Those voices were still urging him, causing him to feel a wave of impatience. At the same time, he felt a wave of power. It was very weak, but it was abnormally tenacious. It easily penetrated through his spiritual power and rushed into the depths of his mind. Aiolos could not help but focus his soul's consciousness on it. Bang! In an instant, Aiolos's soul that was still returning was dragged into an abyss!
No …
Aiolos fell into darkness. Then, a bright light embraced him. It was an ocean with blue waves crashing against green waves. It was boundless.
Splash …
He sank into the ocean. The seawater was warm and had the body temperature of a human. It was so comfortable that it felt like he was in his mother's womb. Almost immediately, he began to feel happy in the ocean. He swam and explored the ocean. Huge reefs stretched out like fangs. A school of flashing electric fish swam around him. They anxiously released electricity. Aiolos looked at all of this in a daze. He felt that he was sinking deeper and deeper. He felt very comfortable, but he became weaker and weaker. He felt very tight, as if something was wrapping around him. It was getting tighter and tighter …
Get up!
Buzz!
His eyes suddenly widened. He had returned to reality. This was his duel, his battle. He could not breathe! The Titan's giant hand grabbed his body. He was like a doll in the giant's hand, powerless to struggle!
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