Chapter 158 - The Frankenstein Monster

The Destruction Arena, in plain terms, is an underground coliseum for combat.

It's a blatantly profit-driven venture.

To enter the coliseum, you need to buy a ticket; to register as a gladiator, you have to pay a registration fee; if you get killed, the arena doesn't compensate, they just toss the body out and that's the end of it.

Su Huai couldn't help but sigh.

This arena owner doesn't know how to make money!

Can't the bodies be sold for money?!

The bodies of different races are quite valuable, you know. Most of the main materials for spiritual artifacts come from the body parts of different races, and many types of pills require the use of beast cores and energy-containing flesh essence.

Moreover,

Both artifact forging and pill refining are not just done by humans.

Demons, monsters, and even ghosts... some of the more intelligent races have similar professions within their own groups.

The materials they use... are actually mostly produced by demons, monsters, and ghosts themselves.

Different races are considered materials in the eyes of humans.

As for the position of humans in the eyes of different races...

Five hundred imperial coins, let's not even talk about it!

Due to the different sizes of different races, the coliseum's stands are built to be incredibly large, capable of accommodating at least hundreds of thousands of people, based on human size.

There are many people who come to watch, some for the thrill, some to gain experience from the battles; of course, the vast majority are just here to... place bets.

This is also the most profitable project of the coliseum.

Su Huai, wearing a ghost face and gathering a black robe, walked all the way to the registration place.

Destruction Warrior Number: 4396

It means there are still 4396 gladiators alive who have registered at the Destruction Arena.

The arena staff responsible for registration is a dark-skinned demoness with an explosive figure, exuding a strong pheromone scent all over her body.

She swayed her waist and led Su Huai to the backstage of the arena.

"4396, you need to have an official fight, and we can complete your identity registration."

"The opponent can be chosen by yourself."

"Oh, by the way, you should be clear about the rules of the Destruction Arena, right? The only standard to determine the winner is the complete death of one side."

"At the same time, if the side with fewer wins wins, they can also get part of the loser's accumulated wins."

Su Huai, with his hands in his pocket, nodded to indicate understanding.

"Here we are, this is the current list of resident warriors at the Destruction Arena, and their number of wins, you can choose an opponent from it."

In front of Su Huai was a gray-brown stone wall.

There were thousands of metal plates inscribed with codes hanging on the wall.

From right to left, the number of wins under the metal plates increased, from the lowest one win to the highest of four hundred and thirty-seven wins.

Su Huai glanced at the metal plate on the far left, which read its code:

Code: [Tailor·Emperor]

Number: 1315

Race: Unknown

Realm: Emperor Realm

Wins: 437

Behind it, there were several strong people of the national defense realm. It should be said that because of the realm comprehension and law understanding, even if the strong people of the national defense realm suppress their cultivation, their combat power will be a bit higher than that of the Emperor Realm.

But the top of the Destruction Arena is an Emperor Realm.

And...

"Race unknown?"

Su Huai frowned slightly, and the demoness also looked at the token, with a somewhat complicated expression.

"It is indeed race unknown, the situation of the warrior number 1315 is a bit special, it is a servant left by a certain person at the Destruction Arena."

"In order to prevent someone from taking advantage of the rules to kill warriors wantonly, the Destruction Arena has established a rule that people with more wins cannot challenge those with fewer wins."

"So the top-ranked warrior number 1315 hasn't fought for decades."

"No one challenges him?"

"Of course, there are..."

The demoness took out a book from her storage artifact, flipped through a few pages, and handed it to Su Huai.

"This is the last battle record of the warrior number 1315 thirty-one years ago.

The opponent was a black feather clan strong man with a real strength in the late national defense realm. He fought 142 moves in the same realm and was defeated and killed by the warrior number 1315."

"By the way, the Destruction Arena was built by the great hall of the Chaos City, and the hall is a great power in the early stage of the realm, if anyone dares to destroy the fairness of the Destruction Arena, they will be pursued by the hall and the entire Chaos City."

"Light is death, heavy is related to the group."

Su Huai looked at the page in his hand that recorded the battle data of the warrior number 1315, his pupils slightly contracted, and his eyes flickered.

There is a drawing of this warrior number 1315 on the book, and he saw at a glance that the other party is a...

Frankenstein monster!

Human body, scorpion tail, dragon spine, ghost head, demon shell, with a pair of sharp wings behind like a blade, elbows extending backward, with a pair of ferocious curved thorns.

The position of the legs has been replaced by more than a dozen tentacles with countless suckers and hooks.

There are also sharp blades inlaid at the ends of the tentacles.

This kind of transformation technique, Su Huai has seen it once.

At that time, the main body that was transformed was a dead butcher, and the position that was transformed was the spine, which is quite similar to the dragon spine on the back of number 1315.

But the transformation of the dragon spine may only be to enhance the body strength, and the transformation of the dead butcher has already involved the level of law power.

Moreover, number 1315 was once a servant of a strong man, and Su Huai boldly guessed that the strong man was likely to be the mysterious young man from the Origin Association.

Su Huai still remembers his mask number - 〖Seven〗.

This [Tailor·Emperor] is likely to be the test product of 〖Seven〗, and it may still be his most successful Emperor Realm test product.

So... do you want to challenge it?

Or start with other strong people first?

People always have some fear of the unknown.

And without thinking, the most powerful thing in most Emperor Realms is the Emperor artifact, and the parts on number 1315 are likely to be all made of materials comparable to the Emperor artifact.

The risk is a bit high, but the return is also very high.

He now wants to enter the inner city, the fastest way is to quickly make a name for himself in the Destruction Arena.

Is there any more dazzling way to become famous than to defeat the undefeated myth of the Destruction Arena head-on?

He is confident to defeat that Frankenstein monster, what he is afraid of is the madman standing behind the Frankenstein monster.

Who knows if that guy will be happy to see his proud test product defeated, and will take Su Huai as his experimental material...

"Huh..."

"It's really troublesome."

Su Huai took a breath, firmed his belief, and was just about to open his mouth to let the demoness help him make an appointment for the battle, when he suddenly saw a "1" number jump out under the metal plate of number 1315.

The demoness next to him also widened her eyes.

"Is someone going to challenge the warrior number 1315?"

"Someone is challenging?"

Su Huai raised his eyebrows:

"Coincidentally, I also want to challenge it."

"Hmm? Warrior number 4396, are you... sure you want to challenge the warrior number 1315?"

"Sure."

"Well, good luck."

The demoness took out a crystal with a fusion glow, said a few words to the crystal, and saw the number under the Frankenstein monster become "2".