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Chapter 643 66

When Zendaya pulled the red blade out of the chest of the last free warrior.

There were still 19 Roman cavalrymen around him.

And in front of him was only a black man from the northern continent who was covered in a black robe.

The champion from the Crassus family, "Golden Eagle" Ince Zendaya, was a former champion of the Colosseum. Gladiators of this level are treated differently from mortals.

As early as 10 days ago, Zendaya and his gladiators had learned about the opponents they would face in their first duel.

If they wanted, they could even finish the battle in 10 breaths.

Guarding the border is about using the least force to achieve the greatest results, but entering the arena cannot do this.

This is a performance after all.

Second-rate gladiators will seek victory by any means, while first-rate warriors have to find a way to win while taking into account the sensory experience of the gladiator lords, casino owners, guests, and the audience.

This is not an easy task.

Zendaya and his gladiators have basically completed their mission successfully. The audience has seen the peculiar fighting methods of the subhumans, the various non-mainstream fighting skills performed by the free warriors, and the bloody scenes of the bloody fights.

As long as they kill this last enemy, they can reap their first victory. When they return to Crassus's mansion at night, there will be fragrant wine and attractive dancers waiting for them.

How to kill an enemy, this question was handed over to their champion, Ince Zendaya, by all the gladiators.

Zendaya shook off the blood on his sword and walked step by step towards the last black man in the venue.

The financial reputation of the Crassus family, plus his own powerful fighting ability, allowed him to see information that others could not access.

According to the information provided by the gladiator lord, this gangster named "Alchemist" Hejins is a gang member of the "Badger Party", an underground force in Constantinople.

Five years ago, he was a copyist of "Magic Eye" Fabran, the chief alchemist of the Royal Academy of Sciences. It is said that he was eventually expelled from the Citadel because of his research on emergency alchemy of death.

With nowhere else to go, Brucan could only find a backer in the underground world of Constantinople and make a living by relying on his intelligence.

Bachelor, intelligence, and nowhere else to go

When these words are stacked together, in the eyes of ordinary gladiators, this guy is a piece of cake.

However, Zendaya's eyes looking at him are still a bit alert.

He couldn't tell what was wrong, but his throbbing temples told him that the black-skinned weirdo in front of him was not as simple as it seemed.

Kill! Kill! Kill!

The shouts from the stands came like a landslide and tsunami, and they were all the sponsors who placed heavy bets on Zendaya.

There was only one enemy left in the field. As long as Zendaya swung his sword and pierced his throat, this group of nobles would be able to reap their first victory. Although the odds of the champion were not high, at least a few hundred could be recovered by betting a few thousand gold coins.

This is much faster than working hard as a grandson to do business.

"Do you think these Romans seem a little dangerous?" As Sartre was concentrating on the situation in the field, Guraul, who was sitting next to him the whole time, said softly.

For this duel that Phoenix said was "rarely seen in a century", Guraul did not show much enthusiasm.

Compared with real wars, this small-scale fight between dozens of people is not worth mentioning at all. The fighting ability of the gladiators is quite average in the eyes of their own veteran warriors.

Not to mention, there are more or less some performance elements hidden in such activities.

He was still thinking about the bizarre experience in the "Great Bath Palace" yesterday evening.

Is everything that happened in the dark true?

And... He almost can't even remember what the mysterious woman looks like now.

Zendaya stepped on the piled corpses under his feet and walked step by step towards Brucan, who was covered in a black cloth robe.

"Are you shaking, my dear friend?"

I have to admit that what he said was right.

In the Badger Gang, Hejins is definitely not a qualified fighter. In most of the gang's actions, he played the role of a logistics staff, using the rich alchemical evil magic in his mind to provide convenience for the gang.

This is the first time for Hejins to face death at such a close distance.

"No, my calculation will not be wrong."

"Even if the dwarf is short, it should have worked by now! Could it be..."

"Damn, could it be that the fat guy is too big?!"

The subconscious mumbling completely extinguished all of Zendaya's patience. He has seen too many similar scenes. In most cases, this is just the subconscious nonsense of the dying person.

Facing the rising sun, he raised the golden broadsword in his hand.

Under the broadsword, Brukan was motionless and completely gave up resistance.

Amid the deafening shouts of killing, he slowly raised the broadsword. Just as he was about to chop with force.

A dull explosion suddenly came from behind.