Chapter 278 Female War Goddess
When night falls, the kingdom is divided into two worlds, darkness and light.
The areas occupied by the nobles and the church were brightly lit, while the rest of the place was in darkness. Occasionally, a garrison holding magic lamps would pass by, but they would soon be submerged in the darkness.
Night is a time for rest for ordinary people, but for the princes and nobles in the kingdom, it is no different from day. After all, both day and night are times for them to enjoy themselves.
The sudden famine had no effect on them at all; rather, the famine just happened to allow their wealth to grow again.
If the civilians who had no food due to famine wanted to survive, they could only use their life savings to buy food from the nobles.
If there is no savings, then valuable items, women and children can be handed over to them in exchange for food.
In general, the emergence of the Great Famine actually accelerated the speed at which the nobles amassed wealth. Even though they already had enough property, who would complain about having too much assets?
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At night, most nobles were having parties. After all, there were not many entertainment activities in the Middle Ages. Of course, some nobles were also doing other things.
For example, the Colosseum, but this Colosseum is not just a place where people fight each other, there are also people-animals, animals-animals, and so on.
The nobleman Szmek was a gladiatorial enthusiast. His hobby was to watch his slaves being torn to pieces by the wild beasts, or the slaves trying their best and finally killing the wild beasts with their dying breath.
The sight of blood splattering everywhere always makes one's blood boil.
"Go ahead , bite him to death!"
On the stands, Szmek, dressed in gorgeous clothes, was shouting without caring about his image. However, no matter how well-dressed he was, he could not hide his beastly behavior.
These nobles distinguished themselves from the common people by wearing extremely gorgeous clothes, and only this visible difference could satisfy their increasingly perverted psychology.
Below the stands is an arena similar to the ancient Roman Colosseum, except that it is not as large, with a diameter of only a few dozen meters.
Inside the arena, a middle-aged man with bronze skin was fighting a life-and-death battle with an alien creature. The middle-aged man was about thirty years old, with muscles all over his body, and was very strong and sturdy.
Opposite him was an alien creature. It was an alien creature that appeared in this world along with the "Great Disaster" and was not a native creature.
However, although they are alien creatures, they are not invincible. After all, not all alien creatures are as powerful as dragons.
A powerful dragon is not a toy for the nobles to play with for fun.
This alien creature looks like a lion, but has a body covered with scales. However, at this moment, all the scales have been broken and its body is covered with blood.
The middle-aged man on the other side was not in a much better condition. His left arm was broken and there were hideous scratches on his back, and the wound was bleeding profusely.
Both sides were at the end of their strength, holding on with their last breath and not collapsing.
"Go ahead, kill him! Go ahead."
Szmek's expression was distorted as he roared at the man and the beast in the stands.
"If you don't move, I'll kill both of you."
The alien creature certainly couldn't understand what was said, but the middle-aged man was shocked, obviously he understood.
Looking at the alien creature in front of him that had already lost one eye, the man adjusted his breathing and silently squeezed out the last bit of strength in his body. Although he did not know magic, his several years of career as a gladiatorial slave had already turned how to squeeze out strength and block pain into instinct.
Because of these instincts, he was able to survive among the numerous gladiator slaves and live to this day.
The alien creature on the opposite side seemed to have noticed the man's desperate move, and it immediately lay prone on the ground, making threatening grunting sounds from its throat.
Amid the nobles' curses and roars, the man moved. His huge size did not slow him down. The alien creature also roared and stretched out its sharp claws to tear at the man.
At this moment, there seemed to be no difference between the two sides fighting in blood. They were both beasts, beasts who fought with all their might for their lives.
The man who was fighting with the alien creature knew his own weaknesses. He had no defensive scales, sharp claws, or pointed teeth, so he could only be more brutal than the alien creature.
The man ignored the defense and hugged the alien creature. While he still had a bit of strength, he suddenly opened his mouth and bit the alien creature's neck hard. Then he swallowed the warm and fishy blood to replenish his consumed strength.
The alien creature that was being hunted struggled frantically, but as the man held it tighter and tighter, its struggle became weaker and weaker, and even its bones made a creaking sound.
Although the man only had one arm intact, it was obvious that the alien creature was in a worse condition and could not even break free from a single-arm embrace.
Finally, amid the cheers of the nobles , the man bit the alien creature's trachea, suffocating it to death. The moment he felt the life of the prey in his arms dissipate, the man felt light all over.
Along with the ringing in his ears, the cheers of the nobles rang in his mind. The man knew that the night was over and he survived again.
But sometimes things don't go as planned.
"Go on, a new round of fighting begins!"
Listening to Szmek's voice in the stands, the man looked up blankly. Why... continue?
Of course Szmek would not explain. He was terrified because a few days ago, the entire family of a noble in the kingdom was killed.
Both the guards and servants were lying in a pool of blood, and the nobleman's head had disappeared, leaving only a headless corpse.
This incident brought boundless fear to all the nobles. They were afraid that they would be the next one because the murderer had not been found until now, not even a clue had been found.
Therefore, the nobles and even the king increased the guard force and used their own methods to dispel the fear in their hearts.
Szmek's method was to watch life-and-death struggles, both sides fighting and one-sided massacres. He loved them all. Watching slaves fighting for their lives could make him forget everything in reality.
The man naturally didn't know the reason. He only knew that there would be another life-and-death fight.
Following Szmek's words, the guards standing at the entrance of the arena turned around and brought in new slaves, but unlike before, this time they were not gladiator slaves or alien creatures.
But it was a girl, a blind girl.
"Hahaha, that's it, come on, one of you must die, otherwise you will all die!"
Szmek's shrill voice from the stands echoed in the arena. The girl shuddered when she heard the voice, but because she had lost her sight, she could only collapse to the ground.
The man looked at the blind girl in disbelief, then turned to look at Szmek in the stands. At this moment, his hands, which could fight wild beasts, were shaking constantly.
"Hey, do you want to die?!"
Realizing that the man had no desire to attack, Szmek picked up a half-eaten fruit nearby and smashed it at the man.
But his aim was not good and he just smashed the fruit aside.
The man's eyes followed the fruit, and then he watched the fruit get covered in sand and dust as it rolled, and finally lose its kinetic energy and stop completely, as if it were an alien creature that had lost its life.
If you die, there will be nothing.
With this thought in mind, the man looked at the girl who didn't know what was going on, and walked towards her step by step.
Hearing the footsteps, the blind girl looked up in the direction of the footsteps. Although she couldn't see, she could hear.
The man looked down at the girl numbly, squatted silently, and then reached out to touch the girl's neck. As long as he exerted force, the girl would die instantly and he would survive.
The girl probably already knew what was going to happen next, and she couldn't help but sob softly.
Are you afraid? Or are you feeling wronged?
The man didn't know that veins in his arms were just bulging and his muscles were swelling. If he moved fast enough, the girl would lose her life as quickly as possible without having to suffer the pain before death.
Maybe... it's better to die, at least I don't have to live in this rotten world.
Just as the man took a deep breath and was about to crush the girl's neck, a loud explosion suddenly sounded from the top of the arena. The violent noise made the man lose his breath, and his strength relaxed, and his arms unconsciously fell weakly.
Then the roof of the arena fell down to the center of the arena with a crash, and two figures were mixed in it.
"who!"
Szmek looked towards the center of the arena angrily. His arena was built under the house, and it was impossible to get here without going through the passage.
But someone actually smashed the roof of his arena, which means that the floor of his house was also broken. He was simply courting death.
Along with the roar and dust, two blurry figures appeared, and two small floating objects could be vaguely seen next to the figures.
"Tsk, what a disgusting scene. A guy who loves to watch his own kind kill each other actually looks exactly like a human adult. It's simply blasphemy."
One of the long-haired figures looked around and spoke in a cold voice.
"After all, not all humanoid creatures are human sir, but sir, you said that those with strength can be killed, and the nobles without strength should be captured first."
The short-haired figure at the side responded, and at the same time, he cut through the dust and fog with a knife, and the figure also appeared .
They were two white-haired girls wearing the same black short skirts, with black eye masks covering the upper half of their faces. They held huge black sabers in their hands, and there were strange little square-headed creatures floating next to them.
At this moment, the two girls were stepping on the ruins with their black over-the-knee boots with heels, scanning the arena.
"Who are you? Do you know who I am? How dare you invade my territory? I am...!"
Seeing the two girls completely ignoring him, Szmek became furious and yelled directly at the white-haired girls.
But facing his threat, the long-haired girl frowned.
"What a noise!"
As the crisp sound rang out, a light yellow blade light was also slashed out by the girl.
"grown ups!"
When the guard next to Szmek saw the attack, his face changed and he actually blocked Szmek with his body, but he obviously overestimated himself.
Phew~
The knife cut through the guard's body without any hindrance, and his sparse internal organs instantly flowed all over the ground. The brain matter and internal organs were mixed together, looking very colorful.
After cutting through the guards, the blade cut through Szmek's body without any hindrance, plowing a gully more than ten meters long on the ground behind him, which spread all the way to deep underground before gradually disappearing.
Szmek, who had been roaring just now, was now covering his bleeding shoulder with a painful expression, his whole face twisted like a pug.
"Ahhh! My hand!!!"
"Humph, if it weren't for the adults' request to capture the prisoners alive, you would have been dead."
The long-haired girl pointed the knife at the still screaming Szmek, with a proud expression and her head slightly raised.
Clearly according to their standing positions, Szmek was looking down at the girl, while the girl was looking up at him, but for some reason, to the other people at the scene, it looked more like the girl was looking down arrogantly at the noble whom they regarded as fear.
It turns out that the brutal and bloody guy could also have such an ugly expression.
The man who had lost his strength looked at the screaming Szmek and thought silently in his heart.
The next moment, the stunned guards finally reacted.
Looking at the injured and screaming Szmek, they were horrified. If they failed to protect their master, they would be held accountable afterwards.
Now we can only catch the attackers and make them pay for their crimes, hoping that the master will let them go afterwards!
"Go ahead, there are only two of them. If we go together, we can definitely defeat them. Besides, we have a magician on our side, so we can definitely win!"
"Go! Catch them!!"
"Master Magician, it's up to you!"
The guards that gathered around roared and attacked the two girls with weapons and shields in hand. Among them were several magicians who were obviously different from the guards.
They were employed by Szmek, and now that Szmek was injured in front of them, if they didn't capture the attacker, no one would probably hire them anymore.
Magicians are also short of money. After all, research is equivalent to spending money. Sometimes research even costs money faster than directly spending it.
"You were the ones who started it. We were just fighting back in self-defense."
The short-haired girl said before pointing her weapon at the attacking guards.
Next, the two white-haired girls completely demonstrated in front of others what it means to be a god descending from heaven and what it means to be a female war god.
Each strike could take the lives of at least several guards, and those well-equipped guards would be torn into pieces before they could even get close enough.
The small floating objects next to them are even more powerful. Every time they light up, they can cause a place to explode, or launch endless golden energy magic balls.
Even the magicians couldn't stop these spherical golden magic balls.
The magician, who was regarded as a man of absolute power, had no power to resist the two small floating objects and could not even escape.
In less than a minute, the huge escort team and the magicians who rushed over all fell under the swords of the two girls. Some died, and some lost the strength to fight again.
After dealing with those who resisted, the long-haired girl leaped in front of Szmek who was crawling and fleeing.
"Assistive device, heal him and leave a tracking mark." The long-haired girl stabbed the floor in front of Szmek with a knife and said coldly.
"receive."
The square-headed auxiliary machine responded, and its small head opened. Then a ray of light was cast on the broken arm of Szmek. In an instant, the wound scabbed over and the bleeding stopped.
Then a barcode was engraved on Szmek's wound, as if it was a mark on him.
