brother wolf

The auction went smoothly, and countless slaves were rushed to the high platform in batches.

Huck—that is, the fat man, smiling happily and shaking the gold coins in the purse, he has sold all the slaves who came on the same boat, and those few beautiful alien female slaves got a good price, now Only us animals are left.

We are thrown into that fence that has left many places open, awaiting our involuntary fate.

Honestly, I hate this feeling.

The only thing that made me feel better was that the boss who was a little dazed on the boat finally regained his energy, and was lying lazily beside me, resting his head on his paws and closing his eyes to rest. No matter it is the screams of slaves, the wailing of animals or the noise of merchants, they don't care.

As if we were still in the grassland, we just hunted a gazelle. After a delicious meal, we began to enjoy a leisurely rest time, dozing off, chasing and fighting, licking each other, running and jumping, happy and free.

Huck accompanied a buyer to the outside of the fence with a smile, his fat belly trembled with the walking pace, and he lowered his head step by step, explaining to the buyer what the man was with a sallow complexion and a pair of sinister snake-like eyes. Eyes, the first time I saw him, I felt that this person was not a good stubble.

He walked around the fence while listening to Huck's introduction, and soon he made a choice.But it was obvious that his decision made Huck a little embarrassed. The man looked at Huck with a gloomy sallow face, spit out a series of words quickly, turned around and planned to leave here.

Harry jumped up beside him anxiously, and quickly grabbed him.He compromised.

The business is done.

Huck's complexion was not good. Obviously, the result was not ideal, but he had no room for regret.

We were just sold as commodities.

Soon, a group of naked and muscular strange male slaves came to the fence. They had a crossed sword and halberd pattern branded on their left faces. They were all well-trained and experienced in dealing with every kind of animal. Food Combined with the long whip, the fence will be cleared in no time.

The clean and flat streets made of wide stones are lined with high and low buildings similar to ancient Roman style. Huge public buildings supported by colonnades carved with various patterns surrounded by several people can be seen everywhere. The homeless people who can do it talk in groups of three or four, or go in and out of certain buildings.

What surprised me the most was that I actually saw the oldest profession in the world - prostitutes - openly doing business on the street. Pedestrians, once they find someone looking at them more, they will rush forward.But the people around were not surprised, they walked through the prostitutes with a calm face, and would unceremoniously reprimand the prostitutes who were entangled, causing a group of people around to giggle.

The convoy passed slowly through the city, and I saw huge public baths, theaters, arenas, the Colosseum, and countless magnificent temples dedicated to the God of Light and other gods.I also saw the shadows mixed with these bright sides, the low houses on the narrow streets, and the ragged people looking at everything around them dully.

We stopped at the back door of a building.

The sallow-faced man got off the carriage stepping on the back of the male slave, ordered the servants who followed around him, and left here.

We were sent to the first floor of that building.

The smell of blood rushed towards me, almost suffocating. I have never smelled such a strong smell of blood. It can only have such a strong smell after years of slaughtering thousands of animals.

The smell seeped into the stone walls, and even when the exterior was washed, it never dissipated.

I finally know where this is, and I finally know what fate we will face.

This is the Colosseum, or the arena, and we are the sacrifices that will be played.

Walking through the grids one after another, some of them are empty, and some are inhabited by animals. When they see someone passing by, they stand up, go to the cage, howling, more or less wounded, half missing Only one ear or half of the tail is still light, and some are missing an eye and are lame.

I shuddered and looked over one by one, feeling chills in my heart.

We were kept in the innermost four cages side by side.

In the evening, the male slave who took care of us threw half a wildebeest into the cage. For the first time, I saw no appetite for food. The whole body of the wildebeest was scarred, and two horns, one of which was an old scar, were broken off. Well, the other one was just a new injury, which was cut off by the whole Qigen.

If I'm not mistaken, it was a victim in the Colosseum just now.

The boss saw that I didn't touch the food, looked at me puzzled, came over, lay beside me, licked my face, combed my hair, I looked at him with a wry smile, and whispered to it. I barked a few times, wanting it to ignore me and eat first.

The boss ignored me, but leaned quietly by my side, comforting me with humming.

I sighed, I didn't have too many choices, if I didn't eat and didn't have physical strength, I wouldn't be able to survive the cruel battle.

But, now, at this moment, I don't want to go against my own will.

Moonlight shone in from outside the railing, and sprinkled a layer of silver powder on the ground.

I listened to the deafening noise outside, "Kill it, kill it!" "You trash, kill it quickly." "It must die!" All kinds of crazy shouts seemed to make people enter a madhouse, The roar of the beast was almost drowned in the noise.

I heard the two male slaves guarding the place discussing tonight's battle.

"Wrathfang always wins, it always wins."

"I bet on the tyrant, one pays one hundred, and the tyrant has won Wuchang in a row."

The male slave sneered, "Five games are nothing, Nuya has won ten games in a row, and the opponent didn't even leave him with a decent wound."

The conversation was still going on, those two people were eager to move, and they really wanted to watch the Colosseum, but unfortunately, because of their duties, they could only curse and listen to the noise and guess what was going on in the arena.

From what they said, I know that the Colosseum I am in is called "Fate", and it is one of the four Colosseums in the city. The other three are Victory, Mars, and Ferti Colosseum.

"Fate" means that the life and death of the creatures in the Colosseum will be collectively decided by all the audience. They let it live and let it live, and let it die and die, which fully satisfies people's desire for cruelty and control.

I was exhausted by the noise and noise, and the animals around me became restless, infected by the howling of wild beasts in the distance and the madness of humans.

The third child is curled up in a corner. It is locked in a cage with us today.

I suddenly made up my mind, stood up, walked to the pile of cold and smelly meat, tore off half of it, chewed and swallowed, the boss and the third came over, lowered their heads and slowly began to eat their own portion .

I want to live, I secretly swear in my heart.

At midnight, a group of people hurriedly ran in the corridor. Today's life-and-death struggle was finally over, and the lucky animals were sent back and imprisoned again.

A beautiful and strong tiger was imprisoned in the cage opposite me. The person who took care of it carefully drove it into the cage outside the fence.

The male slave closed the door, threw a sheep inside, and left in a hurry.

After the male slave left, the tiger lay on the ground without looking at the sheep. I could feel that he had just experienced a life-and-death struggle, and now he urgently needed to rest, he was very tired.

The night finally passed, and the unstoppable dawn finally came.

In the dead darkness, I recalled everything I saw on the road again and again, maybe the way to escape lies in these inconspicuous clues.

After we came here, we were not sent to the Colosseum immediately. Because of the long-distance travel, most of the animals need to rest and recover their strength. The fight between the listless animals will cause dissatisfaction among the audience.

In five days, I learned about all aspects of the situation.

It turns out that there are not only animals in the Colosseum, but also slaves. There are not only fights between beasts, death battles between slaves, and bloody performances between beasts and slaves. , the more exciting and unpredictable the fight, the more interest it can arouse the audience.

There is only what you can't think of, and there is nothing that the Colosseum can't do.

There are even small-scale erotic performances at midnight. As long as you ask, the people in the Colosseum can prepare all kinds of weird pairings, people and people, people and animals, animals and animals, females to males, males For males, females for females, all sorts of nasty things happen.

In order to satisfy and appease the people in this city because of various abnormal psychology caused by emptiness and depravity, the rulers of the empire encouraged the existence of these Colosseums, brothels and other similar places.

The tiger named "Angry Fang" in the cage on the opposite side is very powerful, and it can always defeat its opponents, but he has consumed too much energy in participating in too many fights, and his opponents are getting stronger and stronger. During these five days, It began to have more wounds one after another. The bright yellow smooth fur was torn open by claws and weapons in several places. Blood stains stuck to the fur, but it didn't even think about licking it clean.This is unimaginable for clean felines.

I know, it's at the end of its rope.

If it goes on like this, it will fall on the Colosseum sooner or later.

And the audience in the Colosseum doesn't like to see undefeated generals. For them, if they knew that you were going to win, what's the excitement?

I didn't expect this to happen to me the first time I appeared in the Colosseum.