Chapter 589 Spartacus

Aken looked and nodded silently. According to Zhang Fan, Shura Dao belongs to the three good ways of the six paths, which is one level higher than humanity. He often fights with the gods of heaven and grabs wine. It seems that this demon should be lower than the warrior class, but he can also master the advanced magic skill of rune array. It can be seen that the wisdom of creatures in Shura is generally higher than that of the human race.

It's just that this is the Vatican... Can Asrog's transmission array succeed?

"Asrog, this is the 'desperate prison' of the Vatican, where the Catholic headquarters on earth is located, where the spokesperson of God lives! Will your transmission array work? Aken asked tremblingly.

Asrog looked up and smiled viciously and said, "Master, I am the devil, the enemy of God!" It is Shura who fights with angels, the creature who knows God best! And this 'desperate prison' is the closest space to our demon world. They just blocked the passage for the demons to make a large-scale breakthrough, but they are not stopped from returning to the demon world or leaving here.

"Are you ready? Can I start?" The roar over the arena looks very polite, but will his methods also be very polite?

The answer is no, because the dark clouds over the arena condensed a huge war drum and was knocked by "bang-bang-bang". The rolling evil spirit turned into blood in the dull thunderous sound of drums!

"In the battle below, you will face my treasure. They will not be afraid of your power, and they will not be afraid of your ferocity! Brave is their name, and good at fighting is their annotation! They don't fight for hatred! Don't fight for victory! Don't even fight for yourself! Only fight for the fighting spirit that transcends everything and the fighting will to die! Every time I want to summon them, the only thing I can do is beat the drum of this gladiator's blood sacrifice. Only when they hear the sound of this blood sacrifice drum will they come out and fight an endless battle with their opponents!"

"They are..."

"Spartacus and his Seventy-two Warriors!"

The opponent in the last game echoed over the arena, and the surging introduction, accompanied by the rumble of drums, resounded through the sky! The whole arena is boiling! Countless colorful cloth strips flew in the audience, and the Roman soldiers guarded also raised their weapons and shouted! The blood-red evil spirit in the air rained one after another to cheer for the last gladiator!

The blood sacrifice of the gladiator, Spartacus, Akan and the demon Asrog caught two key words.

"Spartacus! That is one of the most heroic warriors across our Shura world! Why did he appear here?! If he comes, we will die! Even the big devil and the demon lord are not his opponents! He is the guy who dares to fight against the demon god of King Shura!" Asrog broke down after hearing the name. He has just been promoted to the devil. He has just received a resident ID card in Asura Road. How dare he fight against a famous top Shura?! Even the weakest demon under Spartacus is much stronger than him! That's the real god of killing, fear of the devil!

Aken turned his eyes and asked, "Have you heard of Bai Qi? What kind of existence does he have in your Shura world?

As long as Asroge heard this taboo, his face suddenly changed and became shrinking. "The god of killing is white! People slaughter Baiqi! That's Baiqi, the king of Shura who dares to fight with heaven and Taoism! The devil is white! This is an unreprespeakable name in the Asura world!"

"How about Spartacus?"

"It's hard to compare, Bai Qi is the real demon king. It's not something that little Asrog can evaluate. Asrog shook his head and dared not discuss such a topic again. It's like human beings don't dare to talk about the names of immortals casually.

Green Wing asked, "Who is Spartacus? Why does it sound so familiar?"

Zhang Fan ignited a flame in his hand, lit the diamond cone, and said lightly: "Spartacus, Thrace, the most famous rebel leader in ancient Europe, the greatest Roman gladiator! He led 72 gladiators to launch a rebellion against Rome, and the rebel army reached 100,000! It seems that he must have returned to Asura after death..."

Hearing this, the green wing silently pulled out the mithril star sword and blocked the shield of the snake-haired banshee in front of him. After listening to Zhang Fan's explanation, she understood why even the fierce demon Asrog was so timid. It seems that this battle may be the last battle of my team.

Akan smiled cheerfully and said, "Don't be so pessimistic. Spartacus is a hero in the demon world. How can he appear in this damn place? It's just the fox in the ancient Roman arena of this spiritual world. There may be memories of previous lives, just simulate such a character, there is nothing to be afraid of! Just like the consul of the Senate, if it were really the consul of ancient Rome, I'm afraid we would have been finished long ago. It's just some obsessions to assimilate the soul of some kind and take themselves seriously.

Zhang Fan also smiled and echoed, "That's right. If it's the real Spartacus, it's still our turn to come in and meet him. With his rebel character, he has already turned this 'desperate prison' upside down! However, I'm afraid the gladiator's blood sacrifice is a little famous, which may cause some trouble..."

On the fighting platform where Zhang Fan was three people, the sand suddenly arched, and more than 70 earth bags grew up and turned into more than 70 sand pillars. Under the blood rain of the sky, the earth pillar absorbed these evil spirits containing blood and gradually became a tall and strong bodybuilding man with flesh and blood, surrounding Zhang Fan and the demon Asroger!

Over the arena, a strong mass of evil spirits fell from the sky and poured into the bodies of these ** bodybuilders, turning into a pair of vicious armor and ferocious weapons...

"Be careful, this blood rain and drumming also have an corrosive effect on us, which seems to make us furious." Zhang Fan felt that there was a kind of tyrannical emotion growing in the bottom of his heart, which affected his mood, which seemed to give himself a kind of endless fighting mood with the other party! He became alert and immediately reminded himself. He ignited a business fire, incinerated this tyrannical emotion in the bud, and blocked the continued invasion of the blood rain.

Aken and Green Wing immediately **. It seemed that there was a kind of bloody fighting feeling burning in their bodies, and they even made themselves forget the fear of facing the powerful and invincible enemy in front of them! It seems that this sinister arena is always ready to assimilate himself and keep himself imprisoned here forever to fight for him!