"Sicalus?"

Tosedlin laughed and was a little proud: "He is one of the best gladiators in my giant hammer arena, especially in single-player competition. No one can beat the legend. Sikalius is his luck to be appreciated by the Lord."

He was not surprised by Rennes' request.

The arena is extremely popular in the empire, with many crazy good people, including many VIPs with high status. They use their power to meet the favorite gladiators and give some rewards.

Of course, some people actually want to dig out the corners of the arena and recruit gladiators.

This is also one of the reasons why many extraordinary people are willing to become gladiators. Making a reputation in the arena is equivalent to getting an ascending channel.

The imperial law does not allow slaves to exist, and gladiators are all free. Therefore, there is a provision in their contract that as long as they are willing, they can end the contract and leave at any time.

Tosedlin has run the arena for so many years and immediately guessed Renne’s thoughts.

However, he was very relieved about Sikalius.

In the past few years, I don’t know how many people want to recruit Sikalius and offer very generous conditions, far higher than their income in the arena, but Sikalius has never been moved.

This Makurager has his own principles and is not easily poached.

Tosedlin didn't think Rennes had this ability.

He called an elf subordinate and ordered, "Go and call Sikalius up."

Rennes didn't know these things. Seeing Tosedlin cooperated so much, he realized that his ideas might not be so easy to realize.

A few minutes later, the elf returned to the box, but his face was a little embarrassed, and he reported: "Next, Sikalius said that it is the rest time in the arena, and he wants to exercise and does not want to be disturbed."

Tosedlin showed a embarrassed expression on his face: "Lord, do you think you want to come again another day?"

In fact, he had known Sikalius' habits for a long time. He deliberately asked someone to invite Sikalius, just to politely refuse.

Before Renn responded, as the lord's confidant, Fabian was the first to express his dissatisfaction, "A gladiator is such a big air."

Renne raised his hand to stop him.

From the sound of all things, he heard the conversation between the elves and Sikalius. The elves did not tell the truth. Sikalius was indeed training, but he did not completely refuse to meet people, but asked others to see him.

"No need to be another day." Renne said with a smile: "Please ask Mr. Tosedlin to lead the way. I will visit Sikalius in person, just a few words."

In fact, he not only wanted to see Sikalius.

At this moment, there were other gladiators beside Sikalius.

Listening to their conversation, they should be all Makuragers. He wanted to confirm whether that unknown strange element was unique to Sikalius or the racial talent of Makuragers.

This is important to Rennes.

If it is just an element that Sikalius possesses, then just meet it; if it is their racial talent, then there may be the most terrifying legion in the world!

For this reason, Renn did not hesitate to shamelessly pretend that he did not understand Tosedlin's polite rejection.

Tosedlin was stunned for a moment, feeling helpless and could only agree.

Emilys next to him was aroused of interest and said, "I also want to meet this gladiator, Tosedlin, you won't refuse?"

"Of course, please come with me, two distinguished guests."

Tosedlin smiled and made a gesture of asking for help.

Outside the corridor, in addition to the arena waiters, there are three extraordinary people waiting.

As soon as they saw Emilys, they immediately stood up to salute her and shouted, "Captain."

Rennes's eyes swept over them, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

These three people are all men. The one in the middle is wearing silver-white armor, with white hair and a white beard. It can be seen that she is already very old, but her material is still strong and tall, with a pair of blue eyes, clear eyes, and no age at all.

It was seen in the eyes of the soul that this old man was a legendary swordsman.

Swordsman is a very ancient profession, between a ranger and an iron guard, seeking a balance between strength and agility, without any spells, and with very few elements, pursuing the purest and ultimate swordsmanship.

With the development of the times, extraordinary professions tend to be specialized, and the application of various elements makes the extraordinary stronger and stronger.

The swordsman who fought with only one sword was gradually eliminated by the times because his methods were too single.

Few people choose to be a swordsman nowadays.

Legendary swordsmen are even rarer.

Ren thought to himself that this should be another legend of the Dragon Stone Mercenary Group.

The old swordsman was surrounded by a strong middle-aged man with dark skin, thick hair, but a little bald, which made his originally not very handsome appearance even worse.

This person is a high-level ranger.

Renn discovered his secret at a glance. When he looked at Emilys, although his face looked normal, his soul color immediately turned yellow and green, full of desire and admiration.

However, what surprised Renne the most was the third person.

When he saw it at first, he thought it was a half-human, only as tall as an ordinary person's waist, short and thin, thick and short legs, disproportionately large, with a protruding forehead, black hair like a chicken coop, and a messy beard. His nose was cut off half, revealing two black nostrils, which were extremely ugly and looked a little scary.

Through the state of soul, Renn realized that this was not a half-human, but a human.

It should be a naturally deformed dwarf.

Despite his ugly appearance, this dwarf is an extraordinary person, and a very rare branch of warlocks, a high-level demon warlock!

The demon warrior obtains spell casting ability by enslaving the demon and fusing the demon's bloodline.

Their fighting style is similar to that of the wizards, but the number of demons summoned is small and has a high risk, and may be backfired by demons at any time.

Because of frequent dealing with demons, it is inevitable that they will be infected with the aura of evil power. Many demon warriors eventually fall into the abyss and become the minions of evil gods.

Therefore, the magician is always excluded and guarded by others.

Renn looked deep into the soul of this magician. The other party was stable, honest and peaceful. He was a loyal believer of the goddess of magic. The fire of faith was very pure and showed no sign of depravity. He was in a better state than many extraordinary people.

He doesn't admire him a little.

As a congenital deformed child, he has also become a magician. In the past, he has suffered many discrimination and slander that ordinary people cannot bear, but he can maintain a good attitude. This must be a wise person.

Emilys nodded to the three of them and asked them to keep up.

Walking in the arena, Emilys introduced the three to Rennes. The legendary swordsman was named Astan, who was over 200 years old; the middle-aged ranger was Bigbel; the magician's name was Dinlaji.

"I've seen Lord Lord."

When they learned that the mercenary group had accepted Rennes' employment, the three had different mentalities.

Astan's Xu was calm, as if he was looking at an irrelevant person; Bigbell's eyes fell on Renne's face, and he was very alert, and immediately became a little hostile.

Ding Laji was a little curious about Rennes, and his soul color kept changing.

Rennes kept their reaction in mind and didn't say much.

Soon, Tosedling brought everyone to the ground floor of the arena, which was divided into hundreds of spacious rooms to provide various services to the gladiators.

The training grounds, sanitation rooms, bars, and casinos were all crowded.

Walking on the road, there were sounds of breathing in many dim corners or behind the door. Rennes had a great eye. He saw those white bodies, including humans, elves, and some strange races at a glance.

Not only are there different pairs, but they also attract each other. At least several pairs of men are fighting fiercely. Interracial intercourse is even more normal. There is no concealment and it is very exciting to have a public interest.

He even saw a female bullheaded man.

"Damn!"

Renne was almost blinded by the dog's eyes, "This taste is too heavy..."

Tosedlin noticed his face change, spread his hands and explained: "Gladiators are on the verge of life and death every day, and can only use alcohol and numb themselves. They are energetic. If they do not meet the requirements, the arena will sooner or later turmoil."

Renne nodded on the surface, but was trying hard to wipe the scene he had just seen.

He turned around and found that Emilis had put on his hood again, covering most of his face, his eyes were not evil, and his soul was very stable, as if he had become accustomed to it.

The reactions of the others were normal, only the magician Ding Laji looked excited and tried it out loud.

Renn stayed away from him without a trace.

Walk through the entertainment area and enter a spacious training ground with three gladiators exercising. The scene is completely different from the outside.

Renn found Sikalius at a glance.

He was wearing only a pair of leather shorts, lying flat on a stone slab, holding a huge iron block weighing 5,000 pounds in his hands, constantly moving up and down.

Every time the iron block is raised, the muscles of the arms and bore are tightly collapsed and loosened, like a machine.

I don’t know how long he had practiced, and his sweat had wet all of it. His huge body was steaming. From a distance, he could feel the great visual impact.

A thrust sounded next to it, and the middle-aged ranger Bigberg sighed in a low voice: "What a powerful force!"

"His power element is at least five levels." Astan made a judgment.

Dinlaji didn't say anything, but stared at Sikalius's strong and tall body, his eyes full of envy.

Renn didn't care about this, but looked at the other two gladiators in the training ground. They were as tall as two meters and two meters tall, tall and strong, with huge muscles like an explosion, and they were obviously all Makurag.

Two souls appear before their eyes, and elements emerge one by one.

The strength of these two Makuragers is far less than that of Sikalius, and is only equivalent to the intermediate level extraordinary people of level four to five, and there are only six or seven elements.

Renn observed their souls and then saw two expected elements respectively!

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