"One to three miracle power."
"We, can we have the power of miracles?"
"If that's the case, maybe you can really win."
"..."
The slaves jumped for joy after learning that the arena would average the power of miracles. They were excited because it meant the hope of leaving here.
But the reality is, they think too much.
"Roar!!"
The monster's roar sounded in the arena, where the space was folded, and inside was an endless land, allowing them to play freely.
But it really can't be called wonderful, because no one would call a one-sided brutal killing a battle.
"That's not how the power of miracles works."
The first arena started with not many spectators, most of whom were slaves who were allowed to watch together.
However, at this moment, there was no trace of excitement in their hearts.
"The gap is too big."
Saros stood there. He had been paying attention to the battle in the arena. One morning, it was supposed to be a fierce gladiatorial fight, but he fought more than 20 times, and more than 20 people died.
"Suddenly get one-fourth of the opponent's power, how can the power of miracles be so easy to grasp."
Although Saros has never obtained the power of miracles, he is very aware of the complexity and difficulty of mastering this power. Even the weakest Beyonder power requires several months of hard work and hard work before it can be used initially.
More powerful transcendence, hero awakening, and the incarnation of the law of kings, these powers, without a few years or even decades of effort, can't even touch the door.
On both sides of the battle, monsters have already controlled their power for many years, and even evolved from the lowest level step by step.
In contrast, the slaves suddenly gained power, and they didn't even have the time to react. They were pulled into the battlefield and fought against the real master of this power.
Let me ask, how to fight this, how to win this
"Is it coming to us soon?"
Shi Xiyu was very scared, she couldn't fight at all, even if she was given the power to destroy the world, she could only throw an energy cannon and blow up the opponent.
But this Ya'an's strength is three times stronger than her in the face of itself, and her proficiency and skill are far superior to her opponents. The ending of Shi Xiyu can be imagined.
At this moment, it wasn't just her, even Saros didn't know how to win.
"Saros."
The Marquis of Qingquan, Yiya and other people from Qingquan Kingdom were also in the arena at this time, and they were watching Saros's appearance.
"His Majesty."
Yiya watched twenty battles: "It's impossible to win."
There is no intention to count, even if there is power, how can it be possible to grasp such a powerful power in a moment of effort.
"Don't be impulsive, there is still a chance."
Qingquan came here not only to watch, but also to protect Saros.
If Saros was really in danger, she would rush up at all costs to interrupt the battle, even if she would become an enemy of the Holy Emperor and even the entire Holy Empire afterwards.
"Maybe what he encountered was only Extraordinary, Extraordinary, then there is hope."
Saros's own ability, with the help of some means and strategies, has the strength to defeat extraordinary and extraordinary, and then let him get the power of miracles, the odds of winning will be even greater.
Of course, even Qingquan didn't think that the old man could defeat the hero and master, even if he got a quarter of the opponent's power.
"It's my turn."
Saros was the 22nd. He took a deep breath and stepped onto the arena under the escort of the left and right guards.
The first 21 people have all died. Up to now, the win rate of this gladiatorial fight is still 0, and no one has survived from here.
'I wouldn't die in a place like this. ';
'Absolutely not. ';
Saros stood in the center of the arena, arguing for the battle that belonged to him.
Every time a slave comes on stage, the monsters he challenges are random. They may be very strong, or they may be similar to their own strength.
The upper limit, there is a slave who has bad luck, encountering a king-level monster, and it becomes the opponent's ration after almost a round.
"Boom~~"
The power of miracles began to surge, and the arena began to expand in all directions. In an instant, Saros was in an endless desert.
There is nothing to hide here, the scorching sun above his head is scorching the earth, and there is not even a drop of water, and in front of Saros, a behemoth built of gold and at least 20 meters tall stands impressively.
"legend!!!"
In the stands, Qingquan suddenly stood up, her face was pale, even through the barrier of the Holy Emperor, she could clearly feel the strength of this golden statue.
【Eye of God】
Rank: Legendary
Source: Miracle Architecture When I Return From Life
"Why is it a legend?!"
There were not many spectators at this time, and they got up at this time. They did not expect that the Holy Emperor would simulate a legendary powerhouse as a slave's opponent in such a small place.
"A one-sided battle is pointless."
"How can a mortal match a legend, he is dead."
There were not many people in the stands. In addition to Qingquan, the elector was also there, and there were several other miraculous masters of the Holy Empire. They were invited by the Holy Emperor to either show up here or go through a scene. , no one really cares about this gladiatorial fight.
But now, the kings are sighing, the legendary powerhouse and the mortal, even if the other party can get a quarter of the legendary power in a short time.
So what, just by his appearance, can he defeat the opponent
The power of legend is not only the amount of energy, but also awakening, domain, law, and power. These things require understanding, not power.
This kind of realm that requires miracle people to comprehend and practice on their own is not something that is given.
If the Holy Emperor can bestow so many things on mortals in an instant, then his miracle is not the highest, but the highest.
"His Majesty!"
Yiya grabbed the hand of the Marquis Qingquan, who stared at Saros in the field.
The elector looked at this scene with a smile on his face. He liked watching other people's life and death, which would make him feel that he was alive, rather than wasting time.
"He's dead."
"No," the marquise turned sharply: "he won't die, he will win!"
Qingquan looked at Saros' expression, she could see the calmness and prudence on the other side's face, he had not conceded defeat, he still believed in the existence of miracles.
"This power."
Saros felt the power of miracles surging in his body. They were very confusing and unfamiliar. He knew about the power of miracles, but it was the first time to master it.
"Can hit!"
Saros raised his head, there was no hint of the start of the battle, and what was coming was a scepter that covered the sky and the sun.