“Yeah…”

(ー`′ー)

"Tibers, do you think, is it possible that these bad guys will survive one or two of them and get a reward in the end?"

(??ˇ?ˇ?ˇ??)

Seeing the group of people in the holographic screen following a certain green goblin towards the Gula Bash Arena step by step, they seemed to be whispering to discuss in the language of the earthlings, and avoiding the little goblin in front of them and exchanging something. Anne, who had never thought about eavesdropping at all, turned her head and asked the bear beside her.

(Report to the respected little master, I don’t know... But I think that none of them can survive, right?)

(￢д￢.)

(Even if a group of Earthlings without any combat experience has more or less acquired various strengths and combat skills, the courage to be decisive is not achieved in a short while. Therefore, Tibers is not optimistic about those stupid Earthlings who have high or low levels, but their real combat experience is basically zero, and they have never experienced any test of life and death.)

“That’s right…”

(?~?)

"Is it because the difficulty is too high this time that I just watched them being chopped and played with by their opponents one by one?"

ε=(′ο｀*))) Alas

Annie suddenly felt that her arrangement this time was a bit inappropriate. Perhaps, in a few days, she should draw some more people and throw them into other fun worlds, where at least they have a chance of passing the test?

"ah!"

!(;?o?)o

"Are you ready to start?"

(???.???)??????

"Ah! It seems wrong, Teebers, what are they doing?!"

━(?Δ?∥)━ン

At this time, Annie saw that the people in the holographic image, the remaining guys among the eleven people she drew, had all drawn out the weapons in their hands and began to brew their spells?

If they were going to prepare for the duel competition, they would undoubtedly have to go one by one, but now they actually pulled out their own guys. What are they going to do?

(!!)

(°?°〃)

(Tibers was also a little shocked at this time because he found that the so-called stupid humans on Earth who were just looked down upon by it were actually planning to resist at this time, and were not ready to act according to the script prepared by its bad little master?)

‘…’

‘Strength and glory!’

‘Roar ~!!’

??????

Finally, the group of ten "Earthman" gladiators seemed to have finished discussing, so, after the guy who drew the orc supervisor card roared loudly, launched a battle cry, and added courage to his companions, the guy who drew the lifeweaver druid waved his hand. After the green light flashed, a thorny technique temporarily trapped the little Goblin Captain John Misrell, who was walking in the pissitudes of the front.

‘Everyone fights with them!’

‘There are ones to calculate one, kill them all, let them know how powerful we earthlings are!!’

'attack!'

‘Fight with them, the natives!!’

‘Kill!!’

After the sudden attack, the ten people began to attack one after another. One of the guys who drew the hunter card took advantage of the little John Misrell goblins who were about to wave the scimitar to cut off and get rid of the thorns, and one arrow nailed the other party's hand holding the knife to the ground.

“!!”

Seeing that his plan to get out of trouble, seeing the long arrow nailed to his wrist, and looking at the ten murderous guys behind him, the little John Misrell was stunned in an instant!

He never thought that the group of "freedom" gladiators who came this time would be so strange. At the beginning, not only did an inexplicable guy run away to death, but now the remaining guys openly violated the contract. Not only did they not plan to go to the competition, but they wanted to kill him first?

So, he had no idea what was wrong, so he couldn't help but use Azeroth's common language to yell at the weird people who rushed up, angrily and angry:

"you!"

"We are all people around here. Are you all crazy? If you kill me, you can't survive either of you yourself!"

Captain John Misrell is the actual controller of this Gula Bash Arena, so of course there will be no fewer subordinates around here!

However, the situation in front of him was unexpected, and he never expected that such a group of "freedom" gladiators who had clearly signed up and signed a contract would suddenly start attacking and attack him in their territory. So, even though he had deliberately roared with the maximum voice and attracted the attention of his subordinates as much as possible, it was obviously too late to wait until they came to rescue him.

"snort!"

"Anyway, you will die in the end, so it's the same as killing you first!"

Swish!!

At this time, the thief "Ghost Stone" who drew the four-star Sharkart card rushed over directly. The short blade in his hand cut Captain John Misrell's pitiful little green head to the ground. Without waiting for others to step forward, he picked up the scimitar that the other party fell, and directly held it and endured the excitement and shock after the "killer". He looked at the two ogres in front of him, sneaked towards the two huge arena guards and rushed up.

Five-star kidney strike!

Shadow attack!

Beheaded!!

With the power of the card blessing, he took advantage of the enemy's revelation and slapped one of the two two-headed ogres to the ground before he came to his senses.

“!!”

"No!!!"

The other one finally came to his senses and roared. When he was about to slam him, he was suddenly hit by another companion of the thief, the book friend Xingye who drew the three-star warrior "Lord Barov" and charged forward, and then used his shield to hit the ogre's jaws on the jaws of the two heads, forcing the other party to stagger and sit up to the ground with a dizzy head.

‘!!’

Bang!

Swish!!

Then, before the ogre that had lost balance had time to get up again, the warrior hit the cheek and flipped it to the ground with a hammer. Then the thief who had just harvested an ogre rushed over. The sharp blade of his hands pierced into the ogre's throat, which was as tall as the two of them, causing the hot and smelly blood to spew out directly.

"Notice!"

"They rushed over! The warrior and the swordsman stepped forward, and the thieves helped them! Hunters should pay attention to attacking their spellcasters, the paladins should send blessings, and the warlocks should summon the demons quickly!"

“!!”

"Again, aren't you a mage? Why does it take so long to rub the explosive flame technique?"

"It's soon! Don't urge me!"

"May the Holy Light fool us!!"

?

"Okay! My blue fat is out! Come on for me!"

‘Roar ~!’

"With the power of the mana storm!!"

?

Whoosh~!

boom!!!

The gate of the arena was directly beaten into a burning ruin by a fire explosion technique that had been rubbed for a long time.

Soon, after a sudden attack and killing the small captain John Misrell and two ogre guards guards guarding the goal, the group of "freedom" gladiators who "voluntarily" signed up to participate in the gladiator, the group of ten people with professions such as the little dign, warrior, thief, hunter, swordsman, shaman, mage and paladin, relying on the ruins of the ancient Gula Bash Empire to fight against the goblin troll pirates who poured out from the surrounding ruins or from the arena.

In an instant, all kinds of fireballs, frost, sharp arrows, holy lights, charges, roars, flame rain, chaotic arrows or other messy natural spells burst out vigorously outside the gate of this Gula Bash Arena.

At the same time, the huge movement and the audiences and guys with ulterior motives who were affected by some attacks also participated in the battle, allowing both sides, or several teams to fight back and forth.

“…”

“…”

At this time, Regar, who followed the orc shaman spiritual leader and gladiator agent, had just finished his journey to the Hammer of Dooms and came to the Gula Bash Arena in Stranglethorn Valley, who was preparing to make another profit, an amnesia warrior known as "Fish Logosh" was following his night elf druid companion, Bol Bearspie, staring at the chaos outside the arena.

They were a little confused about the guys who were originally going to be their opponents, those who seemed to be uneven in power and not very good in combat awareness, but some individual strength was very strong. Even the gladiators who had to pay attention to it suddenly killed the master of the arena, and then started fighting with the guards and those crazy crew pirates?

'kill!!'

'charge!!'

??

‘Quick! Mage, DPS extreme output, kill their range first!’

'ah!!'

‘Okay, it hurts so much!!’

‘Cough! Cough!’

‘Paladin, hurry up and breastfeed me…I, I can’t do it anymore…’

‘Holy Healing!!’
To be continued...