If Saros also owns Bai Luo's book of Yagen, then he will definitely see that the page that symbolizes the clear spring is glowing.
As long as he is willing, Qingquan can immediately complete the miracle contract with him and become his miracle creature.
"Go ahead, next game."
Saros, who had already played three games, still asked to play again, but even the Holy Emperor felt that such a request was not appropriate.
"enough."
"Time is up."
Fat Laohan didn't come forward in person, he contacted Mu Yunji in the stands and asked her to help him control the situation.
"Today is too late, the next battle will be reserved for tomorrow."
According to the old man's instructions, Mu Yunji sent a message: "In the next game, there will be mythical monsters fighting. You have already won three games and you can leave."
"Myth, just myth."
Saros was not arrogant, and he didn't ask if the next match would be Shi Xiyu.
He looked behind him, where the slaves were looking forward to it.
The prisoners in the arena may be sinners, but most of them have a variety of reasons. They are hard-working people who have to devote themselves to it.
As the battle continued, Saros gradually realized what he should do in the arena.
He's going to keep fighting.
As long as he keeps winning, no one dies.
"Are you sure you want this?"
This was Mu Yunji's first close contact with Saros. He was clearly scarred, but his eyes still did not yield, even if the other party was the Lord of Miracles and God, it was the same.
"Uncle!"
Back in the cell, Shi Xiyu anxiously came to him and began to check his injuries.
The blood adhered to the clothes, and some even penetrated into the cracked bones. A slight movement caused severe pain. Shi Xiyu looked at her eyes, and the tears could not stop falling.
It was all because of her. Without her, Saros might not have played these two more games, and he would not have been injured so badly.
"I'm fine, I'm from Aden, and my physical fitness is much stronger than the average person."
"This injury," Saros smiled, "will recover soon."
"Bullshit!"
Fat Old Han also returned to the cell, where he stood, looking down at the man leaning on the wall: "You won't be able to fight tomorrow."
"Let them treat you," Fat Laohan said, "If it is this request, no one will refuse it."
Saros not only won the respect of the audience, but also made the slaves in the entire cell admire them from the bottom of their hearts.
If there is no Saros, Shi Xiyu goes up, and the battle will end in an instant.
Then what
Then it will be their turn.
In the face of legendary monsters, they will not be any different from Shi Xiyu. In the blink of an eye, dozens or even hundreds of people may die.
There are only so many people in the entire arena, how many days can they fight
Whatever the reasons for these people, but now, they are really worried about his condition.
"Just a few words alone, old man."
Saros let the fat old fool be alone with him, but the Holy Emperor heard the meaning of his words. When he raised his hand, the time and space in the entire cell condensed at this moment: "You guessed my identity? When?"
"A long time ago, but only recently."
"after analysis?"
"Just be careful," Saros said casually, "It's no big deal."
Fat Old Han was silent for a while, then he said, "You can go, as long as you say it, you can go anytime."
"where are they?"
"It doesn't make sense," Fat Old Han said, "Even if I let them go, there will be the next batch of people in the future, and there will be the next batch. You can't stop the war, and you can't stop them from dying."
"Then close this place and end the war."
"This is impossible."
The fat old fool said it was impossible, but Saros felt that nothing is impossible in the world, only if you are willing to do it: "You also think that it is impossible for me to survive these three battles, but I, survived. isn't it?"
"..."
"Nothing is impossible," Saros: "As long as you want, you can."
The power of the Holy Emperor on the land of miracles can be said to be one of the best. risk.
The elector candidate is not an idiot, he can never be an enemy of the Holy Emperor.
"You exceeded my expectations, I admit it."
"I want me to give such an order," Fat Laohan shook his head and said, "You are not qualified."
"One hundred games."
"what?"
The fat old man felt that he had heard it wrong, and Saros said, "How about a bet? If I can win a hundred games with you, you will grant me a request."
"One hundred games!"
"right."
Saros' eyes were very serious: "No matter what kind of monster you send, no matter what kind of trials you arrange, if I can pass them, I will live and stand to the end."
"Any trials?"
Fat Old Han felt that Saros was challenging his limit. If someone said something like this, he would feel that the other party was making fun of him, but Saros, when he opened his mouth, Fat Old Han really had a kind of witness that someone was being born. The illusion of miracles.
He can, only him, only he can do the impossible.
"good."
Fat Laohan didn't hesitate much, although he was strict in his mouth, but in his heart, he had already developed trust and love for the man in front of him.
Quality, personality, talent, Saros is flawless.
"If you can really do it," Fat Laohan said, "what if it's what you want?"
Not just as he wished, if Saros could complete a hundred trials, Fat Old Han would give him everything.
For 10,000 years, Fat Laohan lost his family and people, and everything he once had was taken away by the infinite dragon.
He was lonely and lost until he met Saros.
This young man is like a beacon, constantly lighting up the world that he thought was already dim, and let him, let this former emperor have the idea of wanting to follow.
'If you can walk with him for the rest of your life, it will be wonderful, right? ';
Fat Old Han thought so, but he said: "Next, you can treat the injury, such a body, tomorrow..."
"Need not."
Saros refused, he closed his eyes, and silently endured the pain of his body: "Trial is not just a task, before and after a task, it is part of the trial."
Including his current heavy injury, and one day in the future, from Shi Xiyu, and even the backstab of others.
This is naturally impossible, but even if it occurs, Saros will endure it.
What he wants to give to the chubby old fool is not to play a family like you and me, but to subvert his understanding, subvert his worldview and values, and finally achieve the ultimate achievement!