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"What are you doing?"

Lydia, who was a little absent-minded just now, was thinking about how to escape slavery, suddenly felt Wang Yan's gaze and looked stunned.

I thought to myself, you were shopping in your own black market, and suddenly you were watching her do something? There were no moles on her face.

"No, the potential is very good. Lord Lydia decided to use you to fight! Okay, let's go."

Wang Yan nodded with appreciation, then raised his lips and greeted others, and began to walk towards the gladiator area at the end of the free market.

His intention was obvious. Although Lydia was very talented and qualified, even the foundation was cultivated by Emmons, who loved her granddaughter, but her character was not up to standard and she had less combat experience. This is also the main reason why she was caught.

In addition, hell is a world full of crises, and the strong are even more powerful. Although she is young, she has reached the half-step S level that most superpowers on earth cannot reach, but her cultivation has also reached an insurmountable bottleneck.

As an experienced person, Wang Yan is very clear about this state.

Next, if this ignorant girl does not temper her mind, does not experience several life and death hardships, and does not temper her beliefs to the point of being as strong as a stubborn stone, it will be difficult to break through the shackles and improve her strength to a higher level.

According to Wang Yan's current feelings about hell, in such a cruel environment, without legendary power, it would be difficult for him to protect himself.

Moreover, even if you have legendary strength, you are only at the middle level here, with great lords, great nobles, demon kings, demon gods, and even major organizations with a large number of people and powerful forces.

No matter which one you meet, a single legend level is not enough, but it is enough to have legendary power, at least when you encounter danger, it is still enough to escape.

Now that Lydia will not be able to send back the earth for a while, Wang Yan has always wanted to find an opportunity to give her more training. Now he has encountered such a good opportunity, how could he miss it?

"What, what? Gladiator? No, I don't want Gladiator!"

When Lydia heard this, she immediately resisted, "I am a noble magician, I, I refuse to participate in the dirty fight!"

As an ancient profession, the magician not only studies the magic elements, but also studies the essence of the world for a lifetime. Speaking of which, this profession had a high status in ancient times, and was like a modern knowledgeable erudite and scientist.

Has anyone ever seen a scientist fighting with a shield machete against others in a gladiator arena that attracts attention?

Except for being open to their airs, it is still a great loss to have a magician fight with a warrior in a limited field.

Even in ancient Earth, a magician who needed to chant and condense his magic power was almost a tragic act of seeking death with a warrior.

So since ancient times, as long as a magician with a slightly better mind is not going to fight a warrior in a limited field.

"Ignorous human, you are indeed a magician, but you are even more a female slave of the Lord. You have to do whatever you want you to do."

Seeing Lydia refuse, Wang Yan deliberately made a fierce look and laughed arrogantly, "Do you understand? You don't have any right to resist and without the permission of the lord, you can't even decide on death by yourself."

"Great magician? Hehe, I'm so giggling. If you're very noble, why would you become our female slave?"

The succubus was naturally very clear about the intention of his master, so he deliberately smiled and said, "Since they are all female slaves like my slaves, they should look like female slaves, so they will not annoy our master. In the future, you will not have such a good life."

Lydia looked at the two of them, feeling depressed, biting her lips for a long time and couldn't speak.

Yes, if she was very noble and capable, she would not be captured by the hateful purgatory demons, and would not be treated as a female slave and slaughtered.

So in the final analysis, it is because she is not strong enough and underestimates the enemy too much.

She lowered her head silently, looked at the dusty ground under her feet, and remained silent for a long time. At this time, she seemed to have gradually realized that at the moment of crisis, Wang Yan, the son of the flame she was thinking about, might not be able to save her.

If a person really reaches a certain desperate situation, he can only save himself.

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Wang Yan and others followed the crowd and kept approaching the siege area, and the crowd gathered around them became more and more crowded.

This arena naturally cannot be compared with the large-scale arena where the duel of King Yan and Chi Lie. However, the area is not small, and the stands are about three stories high. They also present cylindrical buildings with wide upper and narrow lower lower, which look a bit like the open-air venue without a roof during the ancient Greek period on Earth.

Wang Yan roughly estimated that this venue can accommodate about thousands of people at the same time, and of course, it can even be stuffed into it after squeezing.

With the leadership of the chief appraiser Zoe and the black market had secretly arranged a large number of security personnel, Wang Yan and his group naturally and easily walked through the crowd and walked to the front of the audience.

This black market has taken great pains to make Wang Yan and Princess Chi Fu have fun. There are many security personnel in the black market, both open and secretly, and disguised.

At the front of this stand, there are naturally some wealthy dignitaries who watch slaves fight and gambling.

At this time, Wang Yan and others had just arrived at the edge of the guardrail of the stands, and a bloody and cruel scene occurred in the arena below.

Accompanied by the cheers of the audience around him, a tall, strong and extremely cruel ogre, with a sharp iron hammer in his hand, smashed a dwarf with brown skin and a pair of hoof feet to death in the center of the gladiator pool.

"Hahaha, I won, the money, all of that money is my! "

A middle-aged goblin wearing a businessman and wearing a top hat lying on the edge of the stands, laughing loudly in excitement.

It is obvious that this goblin merchant was the master of the ogre. On the other side of him, a gray-haired Purgatory Demon clan slapped on the guardrail with anger. His dwarf slave had just caused him to lose a lot of money.

People who were gambling around privately laughed at winning money and cursed at losing money. Soon, with the edge of the stands, the bodyguard of the goblin merchant raised his hand and scattered in the arena. Some gold coins still stained with blood began to fly towards the goblin merchants.

The man-eating demon didn't waste it. He picked up the dwarf whose brain had broken and half of his body was almost smashed into minced meat. He swallowed it into the corner of his mouth and ate it crunched.

"Vomit..." Seeing this scene, Lydia's stomach rolled and she immediately vomited and she wanted to vomit, "Don't vomit... This is too, too cruel."
Chapter completed!