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"Sicarius?"

Torsedlin laughed, a little proud: "He is one of the best gladiators in the mallet arena, especially in the single player. No one can beat Legendary. Sicarius can get Sir. Lord’s appreciation, this is his luck."

He was not at all surprised by Ren's request.

The arena is extremely popular in the empire. There are many fanatical hobbyists, including VIPs with high status. They use their power to meet their favorite gladiators and give them some rewards.

Of course, some people actually want to dig the corner of the arena to recruit gladiators.

This is also one of the reasons why many Transcenders are willing to become gladiators. They are famous in the arena and equivalent to get an ascending channel.

Empire law does not allow slaves, and gladiators are all free, so there is a stipulation in their contract that they can end the contract and leave at any time as long as they want.

Torsedlin has run the arena for so many years, and immediately guessed Ren's mind.

However, he was very relieved of Sicarius.

In the past few years, I don’t know how many people wanted to bring Sikaius to his subordinates, and offered very generous terms, far higher than the income in the arena, but Sikaius was never tempted.

This Makurag has its own principles, it is not so easy to be poached away.

Torsedlin doesn't think Ren has this ability.

He called an elf underling, instructed: "Go and call Sicarius up."

Ren didn't understand these internal information. Seeing Torsedrin's cooperation, he suddenly realized that his ideas might not be so easy to realize.

A few minutes later, the elf returned to the box, but his face was a little embarrassed, and he reported: "His Royal Highness, Sicarius said that it is time for a break in the arena. He wants to exercise and does not want to be disturbed."

Torsedlin had an embarrassed expression on his face: "Sir Lord, do you want to come back another day?"

In fact, he knew Sicarius' habit a long time ago, and he deliberately asked Sicarius to invite Sicarius, just to tactfully refuse.

Before Ren could respond, as the lord's confidant, Fabian took the lead to express his dissatisfaction, "A gladiator is really a big air."

Ren raised his hand to stop him.

From the Voice of 10000 Things, he heard the dialogue between the elves and Sicarius. The elves did not tell the truth. Sicarius was indeed exercising, but he did not completely refuse to see people, but asked others to see him.

"No need to change the day." Ren said with a smile: "Mr. Torsedlin will lead the way. I will visit Sikaius in person, just to say a few words."

In fact, he didn't just want to see Sikaius.

At this moment, beside Sicarius, there are other gladiators.

Listening to their conversation, they should all be Makurag people. He wanted to confirm whether the unknown peculiar element was unique to Sicarius or the racial innate talent of Makurag people.

This is very important to Ren.

If it's just the element that Sicarius possesses, then it's fine to see it; if it is their ethnic innate talent, then there may be a most terrifying Legion in the world!

For this reason, Ren did not hesitate to cheekily, pretending not to understand Torsedlin's decline.

Torsedlin was stunned for a moment, feeling helpless and could only agree.

Amelis next to her was aroused and said, "I want to meet this gladiator too, Torsedrin, will you refuse?"

"Of course, two distinguished guests, please come with me."

Torsedlin smiled and gestured to please.

From the box on the top floor of the arena, outside the corridor, in addition to the waiters in the arena, there are 3 Transcenders waiting.

As soon as they saw Emilys, they immediately got up and saluted her, shouting: "Head of the team."

Ren's gaze swept across them, and he couldn't help being surprised.

All three of them are men. The one in the middle is wearing a silver white armor with white hair and white beard. It can be seen that he is very old, but he is still strong and tall, with blue eyes. , His eyes are clear, without the slightest oldness.

Seen in the eyes of the soul, this old man is a Legendary swordsman.

Swordsman is a very ancient profession, between knight-errant and iron guard, seeking a balance between strength and agility, without any spell, few elements, and pursuing the purest and most extreme sword technique.

With the development of the times, extraordinary professions tend to be specialized, and the application of various elements has made Transcender stronger and stronger.

The swordsman who fights with only one sword is gradually eliminated by the times because of too single means.

Few people now choose to become a swordsman.

Legendary swordsman is even rarer.

Ren thought to himself that this should be another Legendary of the Dragon Stone mercenary group.

Next to the old swordsman is a middle-aged robust man with dark skin, thick hair, but a little bald, which makes his appearance that is not very handsome and looks even worse.

This person is an advanced knight-errant.

Ren discovered his secret at a glance. When he looked towards Amelis, although his face looked normal, his soul immediately changed to yellow and green, full of love and admiration.

However, it was the third person that surprised Ren the most.

When he first saw it, he thought it was a halfling, only about the waist of an ordinary person, short and thin, with stubby legs, disproportionately large head, protruding forehead, and black hair like a chicken coop , Still has a messy beard, half of his nose is cut off, revealing 7 black nostrils, which is extremely ugly and looks a little scary.

Through the soul state, Ren knew that this was not a halfling, but a human.

It should be a dwarf born with deformity.

Despite his ugly appearance, this dwarf is a Transcender, and a very rare branch of Warlock, a high-level Demon Warlock!

Demon warlocks gain the ability to cast spells by enslaving the demons and fusing the bloodline of the demons.

Their battle method is similar to that of 10000 spirit wizards, but the demons that summon come out are less in number and have a high risk of being backlashed by demons at any time.

Because they often deal with demons, they will inevitably get the breath of fel energy. Many demon warlocks eventually fall into the abyss and become the minions of Evil God.

Therefore, demon warlocks are always excluded and guarded.

Ren glanced deep into the soul of this demon warlock. The other party was emotionally stable, upright and peaceful. He was a faithful believer of the magic Goddess. The fire of faith was very pure and showed no signs of degeneration. It was better than many Transcenders.

He couldn't help but admire.

As a congenital deformity, he also became a demon warlock. In the past, I don't know how many ordinary people can't bear the discrimination and slander, but he can maintain a good attitude. This must be a person with great wisdom.

Emily responded to the nodded of the three people and asked them to follow.

Walking in the arena, Emilys introduced three people to Ren. The legendary swordsman is called Astan, who is over 3 years old; the middle-aged knight-errant is Bigebel; the name of the demon warlock is Ding Laji.

"I have seen Sir Lord."

When they learned that the mercenary group had accepted Ren's employment, the three people had different mentalities.

Astan's emotions were calm, as if he was looking at an unrelated person; Bigebel's gaze fell on Ren's face, his heart was very vigilant, and a bit of hostility immediately grew.

Ding Laji was a little curious about Ren, and the color of his soul kept changing.

Ren remembered their reaction and didn't say much.

Soon, Torsedrin brought everyone to the ground floor of the arena, which was divided into 100 wide rooms to provide various services for the gladiators.

Training grounds, recuperation rooms, bars, and casinos were all crowded with people.

Walking on the road, in many dim corners or behind the door, there was a burst of gasping. Ren's eyesight was too good. At a glance, he saw the bodies of white flowers, humans, elves, and some strange things. Weird race.

There are not only opposite sex pairings, but also same-sex attraction. At least several pairs of hunk men are fighting fiercely. Interracial intercourse is even more normal, without the slightest concealment, and they are very open.

He even saw a female Ox Head Man.

"The trough!"

Ren was almost blinded by the flash, "This taste is too strong..."

Tosedlin noticed the change in his expression, spread his hands, and explained: "Gladiators everyday all walk on the edge of life and death. They can only paralyze themselves with alcohol and sex. They are energetic. If they don't meet the requirements, they will vent out. Sooner or later, turmoil will break out."

Ren was nodded on the surface, but in his heart he was trying to erase the picture he had just seen.

He turned his head and looked, and found that Emilys had put on the hood again, covering most of her face, her eyes were indifferent, and her soul was very stable, which seemed to be commonplace.

Other people's reactions were normal, only the excitement of Demon Warlock Ding Laji, be eager to have a try.

Ren stayed away from him without a trace.

Passing through the entertainment area, into a spacious training ground, there are 3 gladiators exercising inside, the scene is completely different from the outside situation.

Ren found Sicarius at a glance.

He was wearing only a pair of leather armor shorts, lying flat on a stone slab, holding a huge iron block weighing 5000 pounds in each hand, and continuously moving up and down.

Every time the iron block is lifted, the muscles of the arms and chest collapse and loosen, like a machine.

I don't know how long he has practiced. The sweat wets his whole body, and his huge body emits steaming heat. From a distance, he can feel the great visual impact.

A gasp sounded nearby, and the middle-aged knight-errant Bigebel sighed in a low voice: "Really strong power!"

"His power factor has at least 5 levels." Astan made a judgment.

Ding Laji did not speak, but stared at Sicarius' sturdy and tall body with envy in his eyes.

Ren didn't care about this, but looked towards the other two gladiators in the training ground. Like Sikathias, they both reached 2 meters in height. They were tall and strong, with huge explosive muscles. They were obviously all Makurag people.

The two souls are revealed before the eyes, and the elements of each and everyone emerge.

The strength of these two Makurag people is far inferior to Sicarius, only equivalent to intermediate Transcender of level 2 to 4, and there are only 5 elements.

Ren observed their souls, and immediately saw two elements in anticipation!