Laughing Clown in Pirates

Chapter 3 3. Undefeated Spartacus
Boom!The white lightning illuminated the hero in the arena. He stood on the ground and stepped on the giant's bloody chest.

He holds a spear in his right hand, and the point of the spear is aimed at the one eye of the vanquished.

The surrounding audience was screaming and howling, they stood up and slitting their necks with their thumbs, slitting their throats, yelling:

"Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!"

Even the Tianlong people sitting on the high platform were excited, but Spartacus's long stagnation quickly made them dissatisfied, and asked the attendants to make gestures for Spartacus to start.

Spartacus looked into the eyes of the defeated man, watching the man try to relieve himself from the terror of death.

"Do it, Spartacus, I want to die a long time ago!"

He said with trembling lips, still frightened on his face.

Spartacus's hands trembled. The upright giant Fitz was one of his few friends in the arena. They once fought side by side, facing the most ferocious beasts and the most ruthless pirates.

"Why doesn't that slave do it yet? He hasn't been trained yet, Antonio Saint?" the obese Celestial Dragon sitting next to Spartacus's master taunted.

The owner of Spartacus is different from ordinary Draconians. He has neat short black hair, a well-proportioned figure, slender arms, a neat and handsome face, and he does not wear a Draconian glass cover on his head.

According to his own statement, if he hadn't been a Celestial Dragon, he would still be able to make earth-shattering miracles, but his identity as a Celestial Dragon made him even greater.

Besides him, which Celestial Dragon would build an arena and generously use the body of a god to enjoy the joy of the people.

"Warn him!"

Tianlongren waved his hand, and a servant immediately pressed the electric shock remote control button on the slave's collar.

Zizi!The strong electric current made Spartacus lose his balance, and the giant under his feet suddenly turned over, grabbed Spartacus' ankle with one hand and dropped him to the ground, smashing a deep hole.

The huge impact made Spartacus groan in pain, but the fighting instinct made him grip the spear tightly and stab.

He wanted to push the giant back with this thorn, but his blurred vision was stained red, and blood splashed on his face.The audience saw... the hero stabbed the spear into the giant's neck, the bright red spearhead pierced into the sky, and blood sprayed the hero's whole body like a fountain.

The torrential rain poured down at this time.

The giant with a face full of flesh grinned the corners of his mouth, showing his blood-stained teeth, and wrapped his arms around Spartacus.

so warm...

"Hey, Spartacus, do you know how big the biggest pizza in the world is?"

"I've seen it in the Chambord Islands. It's about ten meters in diameter. It's the third World Chef Competition."

"No, no, no, the biggest pizza is in Elbaf, made by my mother. A whole pork thigh with ham, slices of huge fruit that grows once a year from a giant tree are sprinkled on it, and there are milky nuts, delicious! Only the stone slabs of the crater can be baked, and the three giants can lift it, it is so big”

Fitz's arms made a big circle above his head.

"So big..."

He laughed, tears streaming from his eyes.

The heavy rain that had been suppressed for a long time finally poured down.

"The hero has won glory over the evil Cyclops. The victor is the undefeated King of the Arena, Spartacus!!! Cheers!"

"Spartacus! Spartacus! Spartacus!" The audience shouted the name of the hero, and the sound shook the rain.

Tianlong people will always create a simple script as the background of the gladiatorial story for the enjoyment of the gladiatorial fight.

The script this time is that the traveling hero came from a distant country to a country ruled by giants, killed the giant and his pirates, and became a hero.

The hero should have retired after victory, but Spartacus remained silent.

The black-haired Tianlongren on the high platform frowned and waved his fingers.

Click, click... The huge gears turned, the door of the arena slowly rose, and green lights lit up in the darkness.In an instant, more than a dozen black shadows rushed towards the center of the arena.

These giant black dogs are the cleaners of the arena.

It only took them ten seconds to clean up the corpses in the arena.

This bloody, bone-splattering phase is often served as a post-duel dessert.

Obviously, today's dessert is going to be a big cake.

Giant dogs are more interested in living people.

Spartacus turned around and drew the spear from the back of the giant's neck, and the giant fell to the ground.He suddenly rolled over, and the two giant dogs with long mouths full of stinky saliva collided.

Inserting his fingers into the handle of the shield on the ground, Spartacus half-kneeled on the ground, holding the shield in front of his chest.Shield against!The shield waved, and the three giant dogs that were facing him were knocked into the air. At the same time, he spun the tail of the spear in his right hand and flew away the giant dogs that were rushing from the right rear. Huge dogs nailed to the stone wall of the arena.

Chick... Chick... Spartacus held his shield to adjust his breathing, while the giant dogs formed a long-lost hunting formation opposite him.

"Looks like our hero doesn't want to quit yet! Viewers! Keep enjoying!"

The screams continued to resound through the auditorium of the arena. The men roared angrily and beat their chests with their fists, thinking that it was they who were facing a dozen giant dogs in the center of the arena.

Wang woo... After the giant dog roared, four or five giant dogs rushed over at the same time. Spartacus held a shield and launched a countercharge. The giant dog on the right was hit by him in the waist and abdomen. uncomfortable.

The huge force knocked away the giant dog in front of him, Spartacus leaped high, and chopped off the head of the injured giant dog with the sharp edge of the shield. Knife.

The Draconian gladiators come from all over the world, and Spartacus is skilled with all weapons.

In the next charge, Spartacus killed two giant dogs.

The giant dogs, which only ate the flesh and blood of dead warriors, hesitated. Several of them had the intention of retreating, but they were stopped by the head dog, barely maintaining their formation.

Spartacus was not feeling well, the formal duel had consumed most of his physical strength, and every breath at this moment was as hot as drinking boiling oil.

He stared into the green eyes of the head dog, and the beast wanted to bite his neck off.

With a roar, Spartacus stepped hard on the ground with his right foot, and bright red blood evaporated from his body. This time he took the initiative to attack.First, two beasts came up to meet them, their bodies pressed down very low, their front legs tensed, ready to jump back to avoid them at any time.

Spartacus let go again, and the curved machete cut the faces of the two beasts.

Spartacus passed between them, and the sharp shield blade plunged into the mouth of the toothed dog, slicing its head in half.

As soon as the calf hurt, a giant dog had bitten Spartacus's leg, and the strong bite force almost broke the calf bone.

The shield was slammed down, the head of the giant dog was separated, and the huge head became a pendant on Spartacus's leg.

Roar!There was another battle cry, and the blood on Spartacus became more vigorous.

The giant dogs no longer had the courage to fight. They bent down, swallowed a few times, and fled back to the dark dungeon with their tails between their legs.

"Spartacus! Spartacus!..." The audience shouted their names again.

Amidst the cheers, Spartacus limped to the giant and resisted the giant's body.

He passed through the cold rusty railing and entered the dark passage. The rain seemed to cut off the glory, and the cheers faded away.

The identity of hero and slave was switched in this instant.

With a snap, the whip with iron thorns hit Spartacus's back, leaving bloody whip marks.

He turned his head and looked angrily at the head of the guards in the arena, who responded with fierce eyes.

"Put down the corpse, don't forget your own identity!" The head guard said, as if he didn't want to offend the arena celebrity, he added, "We will deal with it."

Then he looked at him coldly and vigilantly, with his hands resting on the hilt of his sword.

Spartacus put Fitz down and leaned him against the wall, where the Cyclops seemed to be sleeping peacefully.

…………

The winner of the gladiatorial fight will soak in the bath to disinfect and prevent wound infection.

In the smoky pungent pool, Spartacus was cleaning his wounds, he was not as calm as someone who had just experienced life and death.

His fingertips touched the slave collar around his neck, which was still cold and solid.

"almost……"

Amidst the smog, Spartacus' body gradually turned pitch black.Being able to cover the whole body, this is already a highly accomplished armed domineering, but Spartacus has never shown it in a life-and-death gladiatorial fight.

Undefeated Spartacus, how can there be nothing undefeated.There are times when he is injured, and when he is so weak that his steps are weak, but at that time, there are always fools who defeat the enemy and even die for him...

"I saw it...you can be armed." The cunning snake-eyed smirked, and then blocked the rain of arrows for him in a gladiatorial fight.

"Hey, you are probably the most hopeful among us to escape from this hell, don't die!" The strong man supported the giant mouth of the monster.

"I will keep the secret for you." The young boy was taken away by the guards and never came back.

"I will definitely escape"

The man said to himself silently, this is the 923rd time.

(End of this chapter)