[You are carefully polishing a huge ax with a blade full of fine defects.]
[The bulging muscles covered in sweat all over your body are beating back and forth with your ups and downs, exuding a different kind of strength and beauty. Even the ropes of triumph around your strong spine are emitting scarlet reflections. 】
["Brother, please hold on -"]
[At this moment, a loud cry full of grief and sorrow temporarily interrupted your polishing action. 】
[You take a deep breath.]
[You slowly lift your huge body, which is about three meters high, from the ground.]
[You glance down at the huge ax below, then turn around and walk outside. 】
[As soon as you stepped out of the dimly lit low room, you saw countless men and women in ragged clothes, but with relatively strong muscles, surrounding a man whose limbs had just been mutilated, and kept shouting. 】
["Everyone, get out of the way, Lord Angron is coming!"]
[A boy who looked obviously much younger noticed your appearance, and he quickly shouted to the people around him. 】
[The people around you immediately stood up, bowed slightly in your direction, and gave you a position to check on the wounded. 】
[You sway your huge body and step forward quickly.]
[You just squatted down and inspected the other party's tragic injuries, and a trace of sadness appeared on that bronze face. 】
["My brother, hold my hand, the only thing I can do is to make it easier for you to walk."]
[You said in a solemn tone to the man with mutilated limbs.]
[You gently hold the other person’s rough, bloodless palm.]
[In an instant, all the pain and pain belonging to the other party are quickly transferred to the inside of your huge body. 】
[And the man with mutilated limbs in front of him immediately showed a smile and relief on his face that no one had ever seen before. 】
[Just a few seconds later, the other party closed his eyes with a peaceful expression.]
["Yochuka, send this brother to where he belongs!"]
[You stood up without looking back and spoke in a low voice to the boy who just spoke.]
[The opponent with a hint of sadness between his brows quickly picked up the mutilated body and walked towards a morgue that was deliberately hidden by countless gladiators. 】
[At this moment, everyone surrounding you bows and salutes in your direction again. 】
[Then, they dispersed one by one with numb expressions, either choosing to vent their desires to each other, or holding the broken weapons tightly in a daze. 】
[At this moment, an elder with bulging muscles and an older face comes to you. 】
["Angron, we have lost another brother with strong fighting ability." The other party said to you expressionlessly. 】
["Onomamos, how much food do we need have been stored?" You asked, looking down at the elder's gray hair. "How are the weapons that can be taken out at hand prepared?"]
["Weapons are not a problem, even if it is just a batch of melee weapons... but food is a big problem. Subtracting everyone's daily consumption, the amount of food that can be stored is very small. It seems that those damn high-level riders
Everything has been calculated long ago.”]
[The elder named Onomamos moves closer to you, and he lowers his voice and continues. 】
["Even though we have followed your order to dry and store the edible flesh and blood of all the brothers who died in the battle, unless our resistance plan can be successful at one time, all of us will definitely die if we fall into a more passive attrition battle!
”]
[You fell into silence slightly after hearing the other person’s words.]
[After you lightly patted Onomamos on the shoulder, you walked directly towards the room that belonged to you. 】
[It has been about several years since you were successfully captured by the Nucerian slave owners known as high-level riders. 】
[You have been thrown into the fighting pit by these inhumane guys since you were a baby, and you have been fighting fiercely with all kinds of aliens or terrifying beasts day and night. 】
【You soon discovered that you are completely different from other gladiators.】
[Your growth rate and body size are almost several times that of other people, and you will recover quickly from any serious injuries you suffer. 】
[You can even use a special talent to absorb and even comfort other people's emotions and hearts. 】
[However, you also vaguely feel that you seem to have forgotten something more important. 】
["Who am I? I am Angron..."]
[While muttering to yourself, you leaned over again to polish the huge ax that killed countless people. 】
[You are the most powerful gladiator in the Nuceria gladiator pit, and the only backbone that can unite countless gladiators.]
[You will lead these brothers and sisters who have endured endless pain to launch an extremely cruel and bloody revenge against the slave owners of Nuceria! 】
[Boom——]
[At this moment, you are waving the huge ax tightly in your palm with an indifferent expression, constantly slashing at the mechanical monster in front of you that is launching a terrifying attack. 】
[On the surrounding circular stairs, countless Nucerian civilians and various high-level riders kept making deafening roars.]
[You always think that these guys who have almost the same appearance and customs as you are not a human species. Many times, the alien monsters you fight with each other have more human glory. 】
【Boom!】
[A laser beam capable of melting flesh and blood barely grazed your bronze face.]
[You didn’t show any intention of retreating. Instead, you rushed forward with all your strength, slamming the huge ax in your palm into the metal body of the mechanical monster! 】
[A large amount of hot engine oil and broken parts are scattered on your huge body. This mechanical monster that has slaughtered more than a dozen gladiator brothers finally falls at your feet. ]
[You raised your strong arms according to your usual practice, and presented the Nucerian gladiatorial etiquette to the more frenzied and excited crowd.]
[Your eyes are keenly aware that the owner of this mechanical monster, a big slave owner named Thor, is staring at you with an unkind expression.]
[You couldn't help but show a cruel smile full of cold murderous intent towards the superior opponent.]
【Kacha!】
[However, at this time, the mechanical monster that had stopped moving suddenly struggled violently, and a metal object that looked like a shackle or a bracelet was firmly bound to one of your wrists by a mechanical joint! 】
[With a ferocious expression, you forcibly broke away from the opponent's mechanical limbs. You vigorously raised your clenched huge iron fist and repeatedly bombarded the mechanical monster, which had completely lost its movement! 】