As night falls, the kingdom is divided into two worlds by darkness and lights.
In the area occupied by the nobles and the church, the lights were bright, and the rest of the area was in darkness. Occasionally, the garrison carrying the magic lamp walked by, and they were quickly submerged in the darkness.
Night is a time for rest for ordinary people, but for the princes and nobles in the kingdom, it is no different from the day. After all, whether it is day or night, it is their time to enjoy themselves.
The sudden great famine will not affect them at all. Rather, the great famine will just allow their wealth to increase again.
If the common people who have lost food due to famine want to survive, they can only use their life savings to buy food from their nobles.
If there is no savings, then valuable items, women, and children can be given to them and exchanged for food.
Generally speaking, the emergence of the Great Famine only accelerated the speed of the nobles' wealth accumulation. Even if their property was already large enough, who would dislike having too many assets?
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At night, most nobles were having a party. After all, there were not many entertainment projects in the Middle Ages. Of course, some nobles were doing other things.
"Tsk, what a disgusting scene. A guy who likes to watch his own kind kill each other actually looks exactly like a human being. It's simply blasphemous."
Seeing the two girls who were completely ignoring him, Szmek was furious and shouted directly at the white-haired girls.
"It's so noisy!"
The man looked at the girl numbly and condescendingly, squatted down silently, and then reached out to touch the girl's neck. As long as he exerted force, the girl would die instantly, and he would survive.
The short-haired girl said something first, and then pointed the weapon at the attacking guards.
The man who ignored the defense and surrounded the alien creature took advantage of the fact that he still had some strength, suddenly opened his mouth and bit the alien creature's neck hard, and then sucked and swallowed the warm and bloody blood to replenish the consumed physical strength.
Powerful dragons are not toys that nobles can use for fun.
But facing his threat, the long-haired girl frowned.
Because of these instincts, he was able to survive many gladiatorial slaves and survive to this day.
Accompanied by the roar and dust mist, two blurry figures appeared, and two small floating objects could be vaguely seen next to the figures.
Finally, under the cheers of the nobles, the man forcefully bit the trachea of the alien creature, suffocating it to death. Feeling the life of the prey in his arms disappear, the man felt light all over.
The man didn't know that he only had bulging veins and swollen muscles in his arms. If the speed was fast enough, the girl could lose her life as quickly as possible without suffering the pain of death.
Splashing blood always makes people's blood vessels swell.
The sword light cut open the guard's body without any hindrance, and the sparse internal organs instantly flowed to the floor. The brains and internal organs were mixed together, making it look very colorful.
"Humph, if you hadn't asked for the prisoners to be captured alive, you would have died."
After slicing through the guard, the sword light cut through Szmek's body behind without any hindrance, plowing a dozen-meter-long ravine on the ground behind him, which spread to the depths of the ground before gradually disappearing.
"Continue, a new round of fighting begins!"
The next moment, the stunned guards finally reacted.
When the guard next to Szmek saw the attack, his expression changed, and he blocked Szmek with his body, but he obviously overestimated himself.
"Hey, do you want to die?!"
"You did it first, we just fought back in self-defense."
But sometimes things often backfire.
The man's eyes followed the fruit, and then watched as the fruit was stained with sand and dust as it rolled, and finally lost momentum and stopped completely, as if it were a lifeless alien creature next to it.
The guards gathered around roared and attacked the two girls with weapons and shields. Among them were several magicians who were obviously different from the guards.
Hearing the footsteps, the blind girl looked up and looked in the direction of the footsteps. Although she couldn't see them, she could hear them.
With this thought in his mind, the man looked at the girl who still didn't know what was going on, and walked over step by step.
Realizing that the man had no desire to take action, Szmek casually picked up the half-eaten fruit next to him and smashed it at the man.
"Ahhh! My hand!!!"
But a girl, a blind girl.
Magicians are also very short of money. After all, research is equal to burning money. Sometimes research even costs faster than burning money directly.
The man who had lost his strength looked at the screaming Szmek and thought silently in his heart.
The man who is torn with the alien creature knows his own shortcomings. He has no defensive scales, sharp claws, and sharp teeth, so he can only be more ruthless than the alien creature.
At this moment, two girls were stepping on the ruins with their black over-the-knee boots with heels, scanning the arena.
Seeing the injured and screaming Szmek, they felt horrified in their hearts. If they failed to protect their master, they would be held accountable afterwards.
The magician, who was regarded as an absolute power, had no power to resist in front of the two small floating objects, and could not even escape.
Szymek's method is to watch life-and-death battles, both sides fighting, and one-sided massacres. He likes it. Watching slaves fight for their lives can make him forget everything about reality.
The long-haired girl pointed the knife at Szmek, who was still screaming, with a proud expression and her head slightly raised.
Both sides were at the end of their strength, holding on to their last breath and not falling down.
This alien creature looks like a lion, but it is covered in scales. However, at this moment, the scales on its body have been completely broken, and its body is covered with blood.
But someone actually smashed the roof of his arena, which meant that the floor of his house was also smashed. It was a desperate act.
"After all, not all humanoid creatures are human beings. However, I have said that those with strength can be killed, while those without strength will be captured first."
Along with the crisp sound, a light yellow sword light was also slashed out by the girl.
"Go up, kill him! Go up to me."
Both the guards and the servants were lying in a pool of blood. The noble's head even disappeared, leaving only a headless body.
Maybe...it's better to die, at least you don't have to live in this rotten world.
The short-haired figure on the side responded. At the same time, he cut away the dust and fog with a knife, and the figure also appeared.
Next, the two white-haired girls thoroughly demonstrated in front of others what a god descended from the earth is and what a female war goddess is.
Therefore, the nobles and even the king increased their guard strength and used their own methods to dispel the fear in their hearts.
Although only one arm of the man was intact, the alien creature was obviously in a worse condition and could not even break free from the embrace of one arm.
Szmek's harsh voice from the stands echoed in the arena. The girl who heard the voice trembled, but because she lost her light, she could only sit paralyzed on the ground.
Just when the man took a deep breath and was about to crush the girl's neck, a loud explosion suddenly sounded from the top of the arena. The violent sound made the man's breath escape directly. His whole body relaxed and his arms became unconscious.
hanging down helplessly.
The middle-aged man on the other side was not much better. The man had broken his left arm, and there were hideous scratches on his back. The wound was bleeding profusely at the moment.
The occurrence of this incident brought boundless fear to all the nobles. They were afraid that they would be next, because until now, the murderer has not been found, and not even any clues have been found.
"If you don't let me move, I will kill you both."
In the stands, Szmek, who was dressed in gorgeous and extraordinary clothes, was shouting regardless of his appearance, but no matter how grand he was dressed, he could not hide his animal behavior.
However, although they are alien creatures, they are not invincible. After all, not all alien creatures are as powerful as dragons.
At this moment, bathed in blood and fighting, there seemed to be no difference between the two sides. They were both beasts, beasts that would do anything for their lives.
These spherical golden magic balls cannot even be stopped by magicians.
They were two white-haired girls uniformly wearing black short skirts, wearing black eye masks that covered the upper half of their faces, holding huge black sabers in their hands, and a strange little thing with a square head floating next to them.
It turns out that the cruel and bloody guy also showed such an ugly expression.
They were hired by Szmek, and now Szmek was injured in front of them. If they don't take down the attacker, I'm afraid no one will hire them.
In less than a minute, the mighty escort team and the magicians who came over all fell to the swords of the two girls. Some of them died, and some lost the ability to fight again.
Szmek looked at the center of the arena angrily. His arena was built under the house. It was impossible to get here without taking the passage.
The girl may have known what was going to happen next, so she couldn't help but start sobbing softly.
"Hahaha, that's it. Come on, one of you must die, otherwise you will all die!"
"Go! Catch them!!"
For example, the gladiatorial arena, but this gladiatorial arena is not only about fighting between people, but also about humans and beasts, beasts, etc.
Szmek's expression twisted and he roared angrily at the people and animals in the stands.
These nobles distinguished themselves from the common people by wearing extremely gorgeous clothes, and only this difference visible to the naked eye could satisfy their increasingly perverted psychology.
Opposite him was an alien creature. It was an alien creature that appeared in this world along with the "Great Disaster" and was not a native creature.
The small floating objects next to them are more powerful. Every time they light up, they can cause a place to explode, or launch those continuous golden energy magic balls.
The man glanced at the blind girl in disbelief, and then turned to look at Szmek in the stands. At this moment, his hands that could fight ferocious beasts were trembling.
The alien creature that was being preyed upon struggled wildly, but as the man embraced it harder and harder, the strength of its struggle became smaller and smaller, and its bones even made a creaking sound.
But because of his poor accuracy, he just smashed the fruit aside.
Under the stands is a arena similar to the Colosseum in ancient Rome, except that it is not that big, only a few dozen meters in diameter.
Naturally, the man would not know this reason. He only knew that there would be another fight to the death.
Now we can only catch the attackers and perform meritorious service, hoping that the master will let them go afterwards!
If you die, there will be nothing.
"who!"
The alien creature on the opposite side seemed to have noticed the man's desperate move, and immediately fell to the ground, with a threatening gurgling sound in its throat.
Listening to Szmek's voice in the stands, the man raised his head blankly, why... continue?
Of course, Szmek would not explain it. He was out of fear. A few days ago, the whole family of a noble in the kingdom was killed.
Along with the ringing in his ears, the cheers of the nobles echoed in his mind. The man knew that the night was over and he had survived again.
Then the roof of the arena crashed down to the center of the arena, with two figures mixed in among it.
Are you afraid? Or are you feeling wronged for yourself?
Following Szmek's words, the guard standing at the entrance to the arena turned around and brought new slaves, but the difference was that this time they were not slaves or alien creatures.
"Come on, there are only two of them. If we go together, we can definitely defeat them. And we also have a magician here, so we can definitely win!"
In the background of the nobles' various curses and roars, the man moved. His huge size did not slow down his speed. The alien creature also roared, stretched out its sharp claws and tore at the man.
"Who are you? Do you know who I am? If you dare to invade my territory, I am...!"
"grown ups!"
Phew~
"Go ahead and bite him to death!"
Looking at the alien creature that was blind in one eye, the man adjusted his breathing and silently squeezed out the last bit of strength in his body. Although he didn't know magic, his several years of fighting as a slave had already taught him how to squeeze out strength and shield himself from pain.
For instinct.
Obviously according to their positions, it was Szmek who was looking down at the girl, and the girl was looking up at him, but for some reason, to other people at the scene, it looked more like the girl was looking down arrogantly at the nobleman they regarded as fearful.
In the arena, a middle-aged man with bronze skin was engaged in a life-and-death struggle with a heterogeneous creature. The middle-aged man was about thirty or so, with muscles all over his body, and he was very strong and tall.
Each knife can take away the lives of at least several guards. Those guards who are well-equipped can even separate their corpses without being able to get close.
The noble Szmek is a gladiator enthusiast. His hobby is to watch his slaves being torn to pieces by the wild beasts, or the slaves trying their best to fight back and kill the wild beasts while dying.
"Master Magician, it's up to you!"
After dealing with those who resisted, the long-haired girl jumped and landed in front of Szmek, who was crawling and running away.
One of the long-haired figures glanced around and his voice was a little cold.
Szmek, who had been roaring just now, was holding his bloody shoulder with a painful expression, his whole face twisted like a pug.
The alien creature definitely wouldn't understand these words, but the middle-aged man was trembling, obviously he understood.
"Auxiliary machine, treat him and carve a tracking mark at the same time." The long-haired girl stabbed the knife on the floor in front of Szmek and said coldly.
"receive."
The square-headed auxiliary machine responded with a small head, and then a ray of light was cast on the broken arm of Szmek. In an instant, the wound scabbed and the blood flow stopped.
Then a barcode was engraved on Szmek's wound, as if it were a mark.