Chapter 1359 This Is a Deadly Trap

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"Wooah!"

A scream cut through the sky above the arena.

The next moment, Lydia, who was somewhat panicked, fell on her butt in the center of the arena.

Her mood at this moment was as bad as it could be.

She never expected that the damned Lord of Demon Flame would not treat her as a human being at all. Without saying a word, he untied her slave collar. Just when she felt her strength was recovering, she was put on another slave restraint, and then thrown into the arena.

Not to mention that she was thrown all over the place, Lydia looked up and saw a pool of sticky blood plasma with minced meat on the dim yellow sand in front of her.

The strong smell of blood rushed straight into her nose, making her want to vomit again.

In front of this pool of blood, the ogre Abron Giant Hammer was leisurely picking his yellow teeth. Seeing Lydia fall in front of him, he immediately grinned with excitement and greed.

Humans are a rare delicacy for them. Some ogres can only listen to the descriptions in legends all their lives, but have never tasted the deliciousness of humans. What's more, the human woman in front of them is so delicate and tender, she is simply the best of the best! Even better than the legend!

At the moment, it can be said that any ogre will drool and his appetite will be moved when he sees humans.

Speaking of ogres, they are close relatives of the giants. Although they are not as tall as giants, the physique of ogres is still unmatched by other races.

Abron Giant Hammer from the Giant Hammer clan in front of him is even taller and more powerful than a bear.

Such a cannibal monster has a very ugly appearance, a mouth full of sharp yellow teeth, a thick neck, and a rough earthy yellow hard skin all over his body. Just standing there, he is taller than a floor.

He only had a very rough metal skirt around his lower body, his upper body was bare, and he was holding a metal club with spikes. Especially his sturdy tendon meat made him look like a wall of flesh, exuding a strong sense of oppression.

In front of this monster, Lydia was as weak as a rag doll that could be crushed at will. The two were not of the same size and style, and could not be compared.

"It's over, it's really over this time."

Under the shadow of this monster, Lydia's heart was pounding, her palms supported the ground, and she instinctively struggled to retreat.

But the dirty and sloppy ogre was full of disgusting stench. In addition, the blood and greasy dirt mixed together with the unpleasant stench were like a catalyst, constantly deepening Lydia's fear.

It made her like a little rabbit falling into a bear's den. Facing the ferocious beast, she had no way to retreat.

"Do you dare to follow? If you win my slave girl, you will get two hundred gold coins!"

Wang Yan was like a king who looked down on the world. He raised his hand and threw down two hundred gold coins. The crowd around him was boiling.

"Two, two hundred gold coins!"

"If you win that human slave girl, you will get two hundred gold coins?"

"Who is so generous? Does he think the money is too much? That weak human slave girl is enough to be loved. How can she beat the ogre?!"

The crowd around was shocked. Who would use a weak human slave girl to fight a strong ogre? And he even added a huge bet of two hundred gold coins!

People turned their eyes to the direction where the gold coins were thrown, and the result was another surprise.

"Yes, it's Lord Mo Yan!"

"He is Lord Mo Yan who defeated the son of the Demon King Chi Lie last night!"

The crowd was in turmoil again. There were many curious people present. They witnessed Wang Yan's strength last night, so they recognized this generous lord at a glance. It was Lord Mo Yan who had become famous in Liuhuo City since last night!

The residents of Hell all admired the strong. In their eyes, Wang Yan was a big shot who had confronted the Demon King Chi Lian and even beat up the second son of the Demon King in front of the Demon King Chi Lian. Such a big shot actually came to them to play slave fighting, which really made them very excited.

Wang Yan raised his hand, signaling the enthusiastic crowd around him to quiet down, and once again said that if you beat his female slave, you will get 200 gold coins, and you can start if you dare to follow.

With Wang Yan's worth, even if he sold all the people present, he might not be able to compare with it. Two hundred gold coins were just a little money he took out of the purse of his younger brother Lord Chi Huo, not even pocket money.

Of course, this is also Wang Yan's special intention. It's not that he can't afford the bet, and if the bet is too much, no one dares to follow, but it won't have any incentive effect.

Now the price is just right, the people present can afford it, and it seems that they can get it easily.

"Wow, it's really, it's really two hundred gold coins! As long as you defeat that weak human slave girl, you can get two hundred gold coins!"

"Great, green dwarf, do you want to take it? If not, let your disgusting ogre roll up quickly, my slave is going to play!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, I envy you, I'm really envious, someone is going to make a fortune, I knew I would bring my slaves at home!"

Hearing Wang Yan's confirmation and expression, the crowd on the scene immediately boiled, and they were tempted by the two hundred gold coins, and they were eager to try.

In the arena below, Lydia's face turned pale, secretly cursing the Demon Flame Lord, it's really a pit.

In this situation, don't you think she is miserable enough? He actually wants to add insult to injury and double the prize money!

Is this the rhythm of torturing her to death?

Could it be that because she didn't give this Mo Yan face, this big bad guy is now maliciously retaliating? Or is this big bad guy himself a big pervert who likes to torture female slaves?

In short, no matter which situation, Lydia felt that she was dead this time...

"You poor people who can only shout, what are you arguing about? Since Lord Mo Yan is in a good mood, I, Gascol, will follow!"

The goblin merchant named Gascol stood on the chair and shouted at the provocative onlookers around.

Then he immediately changed his face and looked at Wang Yan very flatteringly. He looked friendly and respectful, but in fact he was cunning and sinister: "Respected Lord Mo Yan, two hundred gold coins, I will follow, of course I will follow."

After that, he took out another hundred gold coins and threw them under the arena to make up the difference.

The onlookers at the scene also began to place bets in the gambling game organized by the black market. Of course, these are just small amounts of money, only a few gold coins, but many people still bet on the ogre Abron Gianthammer.

After just a few minutes of preparation time, an arbitrator from the black market puffed up his cheeks and blew the battle horn to mark the beginning of the fight.

As the wailing horn sounded above the arena, the goblin merchant Gaskel, who had been eager to try, had a pair of small eyes flashing, and stood on the seat and shouted excitedly to the people below: "Abron Gianthammer, come on!"