"I thought you would die in there, but in the end, you survived and helped me win a lot of money."
The strong man in heavy armor tore off a piece of meat from his plate and walked to the gladiator who just won. He squatted down, grabbed the gladiator's hair with his hand, and pulled his face up from the ground.
"But I didn't expect that you, who looked so weak and weak, would act like a lion in the face of death."
The Noxus general forced the hot piece of meat into the gladiator's bloodstained mouth. He looked at the gladiator's hateful eyes and smiled.
"I like people like you. Although you look very weak at the beginning, you are able to stimulate endless power in the face of fear. You can accomplish the impossible. That's why I'll nurture you and turn you into a true lion. You might even become the next Viscero. "
After he finished speaking, he laughed out loud, especially when he saw the hatred in the eyes of the man named Li Ke. His laughter became even more cheerful.
The general let go of the exhausted gladiator's hair and slammed the gladiator's head to the ground. The roasted meat and blood in the gladiator's mouth made the floor even dirtier, and the gladiator could see what he was going to do next.
He took a red-hot soldering iron, then squatted in front of the man named Li Ke again, showing him the red-hot lightning pattern.
The gladiator seemed to have understood what he was about to do, so he began to struggle madly. However, under the suppression of the guards and the chains, he could only roar unwillingly. He could only watch as the Noxus general laughed maniacally and pressed a red-hot iron on his right hand, branding him with the indelible mark of a slave.
And along with the humiliation came unbearable pain. And when the excruciating pain was over, what the weak gladiator saw was …
"Ah!!"
Li Ke roared and sat up. He couldn't help but breathe heavily. Even his long black hair was wet, and he looked like he had just been fished out of the water.
"… Did you dream of it again?"
Li Ke reached out to wipe the sweat off his forehead and tidied up his messy hair. Only then did he reveal the back of his right hand, revealing the lightning-shaped scar on it. The exquisite pattern seemed to be mocking him, mocking him as a transmigrator who was still a slave.
"How long have I been in this world?"
He looked at the snow outside the window, and then looked at the scratches he had made on the wall. Then, he gave up on this meaningless action. Ever since he came to Valoran, he had been in a coma for several days, so the mark he used as a mark was no longer credible. As for why it still existed, it was because of boredom and obsession.
The obsession to kill that general.
Moreover, there was almost no time when it didn't snow in this damned place. No matter how much he liked the fluttering snowflakes, he was already tired of it. After all, it was difficult to even see the sky from this prison, let alone the scenery further away.
Standing up, the former white-collar worker picked up the breakfast delivered by the guards: a large iron plate of cold roasted meat and bread, as well as a bottle of wine. He put them on the charcoal brazier in his room and waited quietly for them to heat up again.
This sumptuous breakfast seemed to be something that slaves shouldn't eat, but Li Ke knew very well that this was not a grace, but a massacre.
The barbecue and bread were the 'rewards' he got for killing 10 slaves alone, and the wine was the 'reward' he got for fighting 15 prisoners of war. The charcoal and the quilt were the 'rewards' he got for fighting a six-meter-tall insect-type behemoth alone.
As for what he would face today?
He didn't know.
It could be an unlucky Yodel, or a Freldrod who accidentally passed by here, or a criminal sent from Noxus, a ferocious beast captured, a prisoner of war, or even a Noxus soldier who wanted to challenge him to prove his bravery.
Or even the general himself?
But he didn't care who it was, because he would defeat the general as usual, survive, and continue to wait for the opportunity to strike back. He would wait for the chance to kill the general who robbed him of his freedom and regain his freedom.
His body that lacked training in the past had been tempered thousands of times, and the appearance that he had during the peaceful era was long gone. His strong and muscular body was covered with scars left by swords and teeth, as well as the traces of strange magic. Even his closest friends in the past would not be able to associate this ferocious beast with the white-collar worker of the past when they saw him again.
And the reason why the white-collar worker of the past became like this and survived all those hardships was naturally a mysterious power. But just as he was about to use this power to kill a rat that was trying to steal his food, the sound of steel knocking on the window suddenly rang out.
"My dear immortal, why did you wake up so late today?"
The general.
The back of his hand ached faintly and his emotions started to boil. However, Li Ke didn't show it. Instead, he silently strangled the rat to death. Then, he used his clean hand to pick up a clean piece of meat from the pile and stuffed it into his mouth.
"I know you're still angry because I told you to fight a fully-armed Freldrod warrior with only a knife, but who told you to be the one destined to surpass Viscero? You must know that his Battle of the Curtain was a battle formation of more than a hundred soldiers! You'll have to face it sooner or later! This is glory! You can't do this! "
The door creaked open, and the general strode into the cell that could barely be considered clean. Then, he looked at his most outstanding work with a fanatical expression.
An evil spirit that was bound by chains.
Yes, other than being locked in a cage, Li Ke's hands and feet were also bound. Other than being able to eat, he couldn't do anything else. Even if he could kill powerful enemies in the arena, once he left the arena, he would be bound by chains. These chains would bind him tightly, allowing him to be easily killed by the ordinary soldiers of Noxus.
"Well, it seems that you're still angry."
The cold iron hand patted Li Ke's bare shoulder, but Li Ke still didn't pay attention to him. Instead, he quietly replenished his energy so that he would have enough strength to face the upcoming battle. When the general saw that Sheyan still didn't say a word, he nodded even more happily. Because he felt that a real gladiator and warrior should be like this. They were silent outside of battle, but in battle, they were unusually arrogant and crazy.
"It seems that your anger can only be vented through battle … Then it seems that my preparation was not in vain."
The general said until here, grabbed Li Ke's hair and made him look straight into his eyes.
"So, are you ready to face your graduation ceremony? Immortal. "
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