The Blood King 26 Gladiator

'what is this place?' levi asked. 'i don't know." the demon saint said. '...' levi became silent. "you finally woke up brat." a voice caused levi to turn his head, his cold eyes locking on to a muscular man with long black hair, sitting in the cage beside him. "that's quite the look in your eyes. but let me warn you, you might have been a young master or even a lord, but here, you are nothing! not even an ant! you have no power and no freedom! you are just a slave who fights for the entertainment of the rich and powerful!" the man said.

'demon saint, how do i get this piece of metal off of my neck?' levi asked without responding to the man. 'don't try to forcefully take it off, i checked it with mental energy while you were sleeping. this thing has an inscription on the inside, if you try take it off, it will destroy your head.' the demon saint said. '...' levi became silent once again.

clank!

the sound of keys interrupted levi's thoughts. "are you going to come out yourself, or do you want me to come for you?" standing outside the cage with a ring of keys in hand, a tall man wearing a long black robe stood. silently, levi stood up and walked out of the cage. "follow." the man said as he turned around. levi silently followed. 'demon saint, how strong is this man?' levi asked. 'he is in the mind opening realm late stages, but i don't know exactly which level.' the demon saint replied after a short pause.

levi kept silent and continued to follow behind the man. sii! stepping out from the shade, as his bare feet touched the sand a sizzling sound was heard. his tattered sect robes straightened under the heat. levi endured the scalding heat silently. "the show continues! these two will now fight to determine who lives and who dies! who eats and who doesn't! place your bets and enjoy the show!" the man's voice boomed, a few droplets of sweat on his face due to the expenditure of energy.

looking around, levi saw a old man in rags standing. the old man had a broken sword in his hand, he began walking towards levi. "sorry about this child, but this is survival of the fittest!"the old man shouted. "ah!? a brat and a geezer?! what the f.u.c.k is this!!" one of the spectators shouted. "hehehe! calm down now. don't you know? this will be an interesting fight!" another one shouted. "what the f.u.c.k are you talking about?!" the man shouted. "hehe. one is an old man and the other is a brat. the old man will be reluctant to kill the brat and it will be the same for the brat. but what can they do? they are merely gladiators, slaves to entertain us! if they don't kill each other both of them will die, and so we get to watch as they become animals to survive!!" the man explained, leaving the other man speechless, a few beads of sweat on his face. 'this b.a.s.t.a.r.d is crazy!' he thought.

"haaah!" the old man charged at levi who looked be shaking from fear. "ahh!" the broken sword left a light gash on levi's left shoulder causing him to fall to the ground while shouting in pain. "don't think badly of me!" the old man shouted as he slashed toward the fallen levi. puchi! a piercing sound rang out. "hrrm?!" the old man groaned as he began to fall over, landing on levi. "ahhh! get it off me! ahh!"levi shouted crazily. "you! what are you shouting for?! shut up!" the black robed man came out, shouting with annoyance. "b-but the old man suddenly shriveled up!" levi shouted as he pointed.

"what nonsense are you spo-!!" the man looked over and found a body that looked to be just skin and bones. looking back he thought, 'was it this brat that did this? no...he's shaking from fear...so why the h.e.l.l did the old man shrivel up? ah whatever!'. "get up brat!" the man walked up to levi and pulled him up from the ground like a sack of potatoes. "sii!" levi sucked in a breath of cold air from the pain. donk! bam! the man threw levi back into the cage, before locking it again. "wait! you have to treat my shoulder! i'll die if it get's infected!" levi shouted.

"ah? what treatment? if you die, that's your problem!" the man looked at levi with disdain before walking away. "wha..." levi opened his eyes with shock. levi sat on the stone ground with despair written all over his face. bang! he leaned against the metal bars, all hope draining from his face. "ai! the people here are too vicious! because the gladiators aren't allowed to maintain their weapons, the old blood among other things, can cause terrifying diseases that make your flesh rot and your bones crumble like sand!" in another cage, an old man sat, a pitying look on his face. on his head of long white hair was a s.h.i.+ny empty patch.

when he heard this, levi's face paled as his hand unsteadily went toward the gash on his shoulder. "n-no i can't die here...i..don't want to die!" levi tearfully got up and tried to walk towards the gate of the cage, but before he could reach it he collapsed. his body shaking uncontrollably. "hehehe, looks like he will die from the fear of death! hahahah! this never gets old!" the partially bald old man burst out laughing when he saw levi's condition. "you old demon, you are doing this again? when it's your turn i will make sure i get my fill of laughter!" an upright looking middle-aged man sat cross-legged in a cage not far from the old man. he looked at the old man with disgust as he gnashed his teeth and said.

"oho? i already know that i will burn when i die, so i will make sure to torment many people before that happens!" the old man laughed loudly. "shut up! you come here!" the man in black came back and opened one of the metal cages. "no! i can't fight! you can't make me fight! i am the lady of-spax! shut up you stupid wh.o.r.e! you aren't the lady of anywhere anymore! just a mere slave! even if i wanted to f.u.c.k you in front of that crowd, you wouldn't have the right or ability to refuse!" the man harshly scolded as he dragged the crying woman away.

on the ground, levi stopped moving."hey, is he dead already? it doesn't look like he is breathing? sigh, this one was no fun, what a waste of my time." the old man said. "tch!" the upright man looked into levi's cage, his brows furrowed. "hmm? something smells funny? well whatever." the man in the cell beside levi's said before ignoring it.