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“The Guild Division from the City of Nature?”

"A-level mercenary group?"

Looking at Aaron, a young man in the first floor hall of the Mercenary Hall, about twenty-seven or eight years old, with short hair, slightly open white collar, and curled cuffs to the middle of his arms, revealing wheat-colored skin, deep and vivid eyes, high nose bridge, and thick lips.

After asking Aaron about his purpose, the other party's face appeared a little surprised. After all, anyone who registered a level A mercenary group often symbolizes that the other party is not an ordinary person.

Open a certificate, which was written in scribbled notes with the words "Thorns" and the mark of the Mercenary Guild of the City of Nature.

"Eastern Kingdom, Long River City, Earl of Jerome." The other party read the words on the proof, and Aaron nodded.

There is only a thorn flower on the badge of the Thorn Mercenary Group.

The flag is also very simple, a blooming thorn flower.

"According to the rules of Mercenary City, a Class A mercenary group needs to lead all mercenary members to report to the arena. They will accept the canonization of the Mercenary King."

Witness the strength of a mercenary group and canonize the title of nobles.

It has to be said that the method of ruling the mercenary city of Pao Jiu is simple and practical.

After all, for a Middle-earth nobleman who fled to the Spartan Empire, the most real benefit is to continue to enjoy the privileges and honors of the nobles.

Moreover, the laws of the Spartan Empire treated their nobles with much more rewards than those of Middle-earth. In addition to the monthly food rations, gold coins, a nobleman above level 5, and even enjoyed the right to first night for any free girl in the city.

Later, under the sight of hundreds of mercenary guards, Aaron left the mercenary hall.

There are no sculptures of the God of War on the streets of the Mercenary City, and not even many symbolic marks of the Spartan Empire. There are only statues of the Mercenary King.

Such a scene just means that the city consul's successful control of this giant city.

In other words, this is a small kingdom that exists within the empire. This is not allowed.

The road surface at the foot is marble, the path is straight, and the scenery is endless. The streets are surrounded by canals, and some are turned into the shade of trees.

The dense branches of dead trees and tender leaves that never wither all year round, they meet their heads and hold hands to form an endless forest. No city street can find such a long, twisty and endless tree-lined avenue.

"The Mercenary Guild receives rewards through the tasks issued by the Mercenary Hall. The Mercenary Hall earns benefits through the mercenaries. Pao Jiu's construction and rule of this city was very successful. Unfortunately, most of the tasks completed by the mercenaries were robbed everywhere outside the mercenary city."

"The Emperor of the Spartan Empire, the Senate of the Empire, and even other imperial cities have issued warnings that the city of mercenaries will one day be punished by the God of War. This day is not far away. It is finally near you!"

The Mercenary Hall will give the time to enthrone the next day at noon. At that time, the Mercenary King will arrive at the arena in person.

But this has no binding force for Aaron. The God of War does not have that much time. Waiting for a city lord to receive, the punishment will not come within the expected time.

The wide street, like a white jade belt mixed with green, floated straight from the mercenary hall, floated to the river in front, and ran a few steps with the hurried river water. Suddenly, he hid in a birch forest in the west and disappeared. Instead, he was a giant building with a wider area and a more magnificent architectural style.

From the outside, the entire building is divided into four floors, and the three floors at the bottom are connected arch buildings, with giant stone pillars on both sides of each arch.

The fourth floor is decorated with walls, facing four large arches at four radii, which is the entrance to the inner stands corridor of the arena.

The stands inside the arena are divided into four groups from low to high, and the audience seats are divided according to the differences in rank and status.

"When will there be an arena, and when will there be a warrior."

"The day when the arena collapses is the time when the kingdom guarded by the warriors perishes."

"If this kingdom perishes, the world will perish together... Great belongs to the king of mercenaries, glory belongs to all warriors!"

Looking at the words carved at the entrance, Aaron could guess who it was without thinking about building this behemoth.

"Uria once refreshed the architectural miracle of this world. Unfortunately, such a construction master finally lost his head." Aaron shook his head and felt a pity for Uria. Waiting, he raised his footsteps and entered the mouth of the giant, leaving a disdainful voice, "This is really an irony. Even if the blood of the Mercenary City spreads across his waist, even if all humans die, the world will still exist."

In Aaron's memory, the favorite entertainment of the common nobles in Middle-earth continent was to watch the bloody battle scenes.

A large number of gladiators were driven to the arena, killing each other, or fighting with wild beasts, and the bloodthirsty noble slave owners gained a sense of barbarity in the bloody sacrifice of gladiators.

Mercenary Arena is an upgraded version of this barbaric entertainment. A team or even a legion fights each other, making the scale of this arena larger than any arena or Colosseum.

Walking into the interior of the behemoth, it also looks like a small hill with a sunken top made of limestone.

The exterior walls are so high that they are difficult to measure, they are covered with intimidating arches, and they rise up from the ground in a dark and penetrate into the light blue sky.

The inner circumference is more than ten times that of any arena Aaron has ever seen. It is a huge elliptical brick and stone building full of cracks, with tunnels exposed like open wounds on the field.

It is conceivable from the black and red soil under your feet.

In this huge arena, countless "wars" have been staged.

Those smooth-grinded routines were always packed during the heyday when the blood was strongest, and the most fanatical scenes imaginable abound in my mind.

As a Class A mercenary group, Aaron needs to obtain the approval of the mercenary king if he wants to lead 5,000 soldiers to participate in competitive activities in this arena.

But if you lead less than one hundred people, you just need to briefly tell the person in charge of this arena. Pay a certain amount of gold coins and you can fight directly.

Gamblers can gain considerable gains when betting. The defeated mercenary group can also receive ten times the amount of gold coins they pay.

Through the long dark corridor passage, when you enter, you are a young man with inconspicuous black hair and black eyes.

But at the light at the exit of the corridor, what people saw was a battle group of about a hundred people.

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The style of the architecture inside the Mercenary Arena looks very different from the outside.

I thought it was true that the entire arena was cleverly "sticked" with a column. Although it only acts as a decorative function on the surface, it seems to play a practical support role more prominently than the arch piers.

If you use the knowledge of Roman architecture to identify it, you can see that Uria is so proficient in Greek architecture and Roman architecture. He combines them into one.

Putting the columns in the lowermost layer makes it feel like they are strongly supporting the huge weight above. The columns in the second layer are obviously a transition, and they gracefully lift the upper half of the courtyard.

Larger and thicker columns are placed on the last load-bearing layer, and their luxurious demeanor brings the arena to life, as if a garland is coiled around the top of the arena.

"Hey, despicable mischiefs, let's come here and cut off your heads with your own hands!"

"The glory of the God of War shines on our heads, and the dead come one by one!"

"Take death as if it's home. It's today!"

"The fighting spirit will stop until death!"

"Justice punishment!"

What is arrogance?

What is rampant?

Although there were no people in the arena at this time, the two teams of ten people in the field seemed to have made an appointment in advance, and no one tried to kill them.

The audience in the audience looked listlessly, just looking for a win or a loss as soon as possible and knowing the result of the bet.

At this moment, a group of dazzling soldiers rushed into the arena and spoke wildly! It was enough to make the sleepy gambler suddenly open his eyes.

It was slightly visible. All the colors were golden, and a hideous dragon head appeared in front of the breastplate.

The warrior's torso and limbs were wrapped in a whole piece of thick, exquisite steel armor that he had never seen before. Although there were still gaps at the joints.

However, the details of the armor's cuffs are all covered with finger gloves, and the head is wrapped in a complete helmet. The bridge of the nose makes it difficult to see the appearance of these golden-armored warriors.

All I know is that there are a bunch of hard characters.

"Look, the most detailed part, even the palms are all wrapped in armor!"

"Is the cloak they took, the badge of the empire? Oh my God, I'm so brave. Don't you know this is a taboo in the city of Mercenaries?"

"Wait, these soldiers will be angry with the entire Mercenary City."

The gamblers in the audience pointed to the a-emblem cloak hanging on the left shoulder of each Temple warrior and discussed loudly.

As we all know, only heavy cavalry use such large-weight and high-protection equipment. Such equipment is also extremely well protected, and most weapons are hard to pose a threat. The disadvantage is that it affects speed.

What makes people wonder is that the walking movements of these soldiers have no sign of clumsy.

Aaron's body was also wrapped in such a layer of mighty armor.

He received the instructions of the God of War. The Temple Warrior smashed the gate without saying a word. Then he rushed into the ground like a whirlwind with a hundred Temple Warriors.

With a soft "puff", two teams of ten people were still fighting back and forth, jumping up and down.

However, at this time, a pair of sharp blades had already penetrated into their bodies.

The attacked person screamed unconsciously, his eyes widened incredibly, and he quietly looked at the battle blade passing through his chest, trembling.

The moment before death, they tried their best to stabilize their trembling hands and hold the battle blade passing through their bodies with force.

However, with a puff, the Temple Warrior quickly pulled out the sword, and the other party's blood gushed out. The bright red, warm and wet blood splattered all over the shiny armor. The temple warrior's head, face, and body were splashed with warm blood...

"Bastard, what do you think is the other person here?"

"Soldiers of Mercenary Arena, surround them!"

"Catch these people's weapons, lock them up, and wait for the punishment of the mercenary king!"

The head of the Mercenary Arena. His hair on his sideburns was slightly bald, his eyebrows were thick and neat, and his eyes were filled with anger.

The other party is a B-level mercenary leader, which means that he has no less than 3,000 mercenary members. Unfortunately, because there is no large-scale competition today, he has less than 300 mercenary members to maintain order in the mercenary arena.

There are three hundred mercenary soldiers with mixed weapons, and a single one cannot be said to be weak. But for the Temple Warriors, they have nothing to do with strength.

One hundred warriors of the Temple of the God of War with a combat power of the third level of silver slaughtered 300 mercenaries. There was no suspense in such a battle. From the first spear that surrounded the first one and nailed to the ground, to Aaron cutting off the head of the mercenary group with his own hands, it took less than five minutes in total.
To be continued...