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"Hahaha, come on, come on me!"

The Goblin merchant Gascoll usually travels between the civilian areas of various towns and engages in reselling. He has to spend a long time in transportation in one transaction and has to venture through the vast and dangerous unmanned wilderness between the towns.

I just bought and sold it in one go, but I only earned two or three hundred gold coins. This is the market, and I have no losses.

But now, as long as you win that female slave, you can earn 200 gold coins, which makes him, a small businessman who is mixed with the common people, not even able to be excited.

"roar!"

Hearing his master's instructions, the ogre Abulon Giant Mason fucked the big iron rod mason and roared at Lydia.

The stench and the terrifying power that shook the sky and the earth immediately blew up a disgusting stinking sound wave, which made Lydia's hair shake in front of her messy hair and her heart pound.

"Ao!"

"Fight, fight!"

"That human slave is dead!"

The crowd around was also excited and cheered and shouted endlessly under the roar of the ogre.

These people are full of bloodthirst and cruelty. They do feel sorry for the tragic death of a top female slave, but the violence and cruelty of the ogre can inspire their blood and make them more excited.

"Human female slave, delicious!"

The simple-minded ogre and well-developed limbs looked at Lydia's saliva.

He was like a very hungry bear, grinning with his big mouth, raising his thick and heavy feet, and then pressing towards Lydia.

"Don't, don't come over! I, I..."

Lydia's scalp tingled. She had never seen such a terrible and cruel cannibal monster in her life. She couldn't even speak at the moment. She got up from the ground and hurriedly retreated.

The ogre Abulon Giant Maul was not in a hurry. He held an iron hammer full of thorns and pressed forward step by step, like a beast that kept pushing his prey into a dead end.

"Son of Flame, where are you? Son of Flame..."

Lydia thought of the Son of Fire countless times in her mind, but it was obviously useless.

She understood that in a desperate situation, she could only rely on herself. There were not so many miracles in reality. Those so-called miracles are often just a kind of self-survival in adversity.

In this way, in just a few steps, Lydia was forced to the corner of the arena.

In front of her, the ogre Abulon Giant Chime, full of saliva, and his eyes that were not very wise were full of greed.

Everyone's eyes were staring here, and the onlookers were all patiently excited, waiting for the ogres to bring them a bloody and exciting blow.

Wang Yan was also paying attention to all this. His eyes were empty, but the divine thoughts that were dispersed were closely related to every detail and fluctuation on the scene.

He understood that Lydia had entered a stage of transformation, and that she was fighting against her past self. Whether she could achieve change and breakthrough depends on this time.

Perhaps because of the rush of adrenaline, Lydia's back was leaning against the wall at the end of the arena, she calmed down instead.

Although her heart was still beating wildly and her nerves were still tense, she calmed down a little.

"Okay, I, I accept my fate! I, I will duel with him!"

I don’t know where the courage came from, but Lydia held back her energy and shouted to the ogre in front of her to try it out. At the same time, she also cursed at Wang Yan above: “Bastard Demon Flame, you let me fight, at least give me a weapon, right?”

Lydia's unyielding stubbornness suddenly attracted the attention of many audience members. Then these people were shocked when they heard her dare to scold her master, the great Demon Flame Lord bastard.

These onlookers began to discuss and suddenly realized.

"The female slave is indeed a good female slave, but she is a little ignorant of being polite."

"No wonder Lord Demon Flame wants to throw her into the arena to feed the ogres, and don't even give her a weapon. It turns out that she asked for it."

"Oh, what a pity, what's wrong with becoming a female slave of Lord Demon Flame? You have to seek death."

Lydia couldn't care about the reactions of the audience around her now. She had a fighting spirit ignited in her eyes and was determined to fight.

Nothing else, just for her precious life and dignity, she had to continue fighting.

She thought secretly that if the holy weapon-level wind-type staff she gave her grandfather was still there, she would have some power to fight. She would not be so frightened when facing this ogre.

Of course, she no longer expects holy artifact-level staff at this moment. Now she is just a female slave, and she is still a little self-aware.

So now she only wants an ordinary staff or an ordinary magic wand. As long as it can facilitate her to gather energy quickly and speed up casting, she can save her life. At the same time, she will deal with the terrifying ogre and wait for an opportunity to find a counterattack.

Suddenly, a little silver light flashed.

Above the walls of the arena, the Demon Flame Lord she hated seemed to hear her desire, and raised his hand and threw a small knife covered in oil from above her head.

The knife was roughly made and fell silently to her feet.

Lydia looked at the knife that fell to the ground, her eyes suddenly opened, and she was stunned on the spot: "What...what?"

This, this, what is going on?

A small knife covered in oil? That hateful Demon Flame Lord planned to use this disgusting and dirty knife that she couldn't bear to touch, but he fought against the terrible ogre?

This, this, what a joke?

Lydia's heart was like thousands of grass and mud horses running by, and she was stunned at the moment.

Is this too crap?

The crowd of onlookers was also stunned, and then an unprecedented laughter broke out.

"Hahaha, it's so miserable. That human slave is so miserable!"

"Mr. Demon Flame actually gave her only one knife. This is a knife for cutting flesh, right? Hahaha, I'm so laughing!"

"Do you slaves see clearly? You dare to mess with your master, that's the end! Hahaha..."

The onlookers laughed at Lydia for being unlucky, praised Wang Yan for being able to play, and also educated his slaves. If they didn't know how to live or die, they would take them to feed the ogres.

"By the way, where did this knife come from?" Those onlookers who were cheering happily asked around and found out that this knife was a fat man watching the fun. Where did he get the tools to cut his flesh? Wang Yan just took it over and threw it away.

At this time, the fat man seemed to be very honored because Wang Yan used his knife, and he nipped the beast legs in his hand and became even more vigorous.

Seeing such a situation, the crowd around him laughed even happier. The one who was the most excited was the Goblin businessman Gascoll.

This goblin businessman was like a human being. Seeing Wang Yan’s actions, he still didn’t understand Wang Yan’s intention?

It was obvious that the ungrateful female slave annoyed this Lord Demon Flame. Now the Lord obviously wanted to feed the female slave his ogre.

This kind of thing is very common in the entire world of hell, and Gascoll, who has had a great fortune today, will soon make a big profit for no reason.

"Happy! Hahaha! It's so happy!"
Chapter completed!