Chronicles of Primordial Wars Chapter 313 – Making a Be

Apart from those Slave Masters of the City Lord level, other Slave Masters usually conducted their [t/n: their slaves/beasts] fights in these pits in Beast Battle City.

There were many hollow pits surrounding the Colosseum, and the fight that those people riding the Gerbils just talked about was happening in a pit nearby.

Because this fight involved people of Rock Hill and Flame Mound, both being ranked among the three big cities, many people rushed over there to watch or pick a side.

By the time Shao Xuan and his team arrived, many people had already gathered around the huge pit, which was nearly 100 meters in diameter and about 30 meters in depth.

Many of the riding beasts acted maniacally when they got closer to the pits, so those Slave Masters asked their slaves to watch over the beasts, while they walked over to stand near the pit and watch the fight closely.

Inside the pit, there was a ferocious beast nearly seven meters in height, its fur was as yellow as sand, and each of its hair looked as sharp as a steel needle. It looked like a gorilla, but its head was bigger, and strangely it had three red eyes. It kept turning its blood-red eyes to observe the people standing around the pit.

The beast had just been brought up, it was used to the long periods of restrainment and suppression, now that it was out, it seemed to anticipate what would generally follow through next and started breathing roughly. People felt a kind of pressure envelope them when hearing its rough breathing that sounded like boulders rolling downhill.

The presence of audience seemed to further affect its mental state, as the bloodthirsty light in its eyes got even stronger.

“ROAR!“

The beast roared loudly. In order to show its strength, it raised two strong arms and slammed them against the ground.

As a result, the ground of the pit caved in.

Seeing this scene, the audience got even more excited. Can the other side win under the attack of such a powerful beast?

After displaying its power, the beast looked around and then fixed its eyes on a figure.

Standing beside the pit, Su Gu was like a person injected with chicken blood – eagerly waiting to watch the fight begin. He thought about something, and then spoke to Wu Shi, who was next to him, while pointing to a place near the pit.

Wu Shi nodded and left with a cloth bag.

Shao Xuan had long noticed the place Su Gu pointed at – it was a place to make bets.

The audience could place bets on the result of the fights while watching them.

“Which side did you place your stake on?” Shao Xuan asked.

Su Gu pointed to the guy in the pit and said, “That slave.”

The man who was about to have a brutal life-and-death fight with the beast, was a slave sent by Rock Hill City.

That slave stood there radiating calmness, holding no weapon in hand.

If someone entered the pit, there was more than 50% chance that only them or their opponent would come out alive. The loser would become the stepping stone for the winner. Of course, it was also possible that neither side could survive the fight.

“The beast is making its move!” Someone shouted.

Shao Xuan looked over.

The first one to launch an attack was the beast which was already on the verge of agitation.

The beast dashed towards the only creature in the pit except for itself, then, with explosive force, it brought down both its arms, mercilessly, right on top of the slave. It didn't exhibit any superfluous skills – beasts always attacked directly and fiercely, and every blow was resolute and powerful.

Right after that, there was an explosion in the pit, and the dust filled the air, leaving the people unable to see the situation inside.

Nevertheless, people standing outside the pit felt the tremor of the ground.

Seeing the beast's attack power, the safety encirclement of the slave guards guarding their respective Slave Masters tightened further to prevent any mishaps.. Some Slave Masters also took two steps back as a precautionary measure.

Unexpected incidents have been known to occur in the pit. Many young and battle feverish Slave Masters get so absorbed in these fights that they unknowingly move and stand too close to the edge of the pit; when the pit wall collapses because of continuous attacks from the fighting beasts, those Slave Masters fall into the pit and get trampled to death by the fighting beasts.

With this lesson from the past, although there were many young and battle crazy Slave Masters who approached the edge each time, there were other clear-headed people who still cared more about their lives and thus maintained a good distance from the edge.

The attack of the beast just now was very fast and destructive, but, as everyone knew, a simple person would never get the chance to fight in the pit.

When you find yourself in a weak position, you need to rely on your own physical strength, speed, skills, among other things to drag the opponent to their death bit by bit, because a direct confrontation and exchange of attacks would spell your own doom. In such a situation, where the odds are stacked against you, once your opponent makes a single mistake, the only thing waiting for him should be death.

The slave avoided the first blow.

In the dust, that had not yet dispersed, there were continuous sounds of explosion – these were the follow-up attacks of the beast after it found that the first blow of it was in vain.

In the face of such fierce and ceaseless bombardment from the beast, the stones embedded in the wall got smashed and their protruding corners became flattened. In contrast, the extremely weak looking slave remained the same – unaffected by the beasts attacks.

After several ineffective attacks, the beast became more agitated and irritated. Such a tiny creature could dodge even its own attacks from time to time, that made it more eager to feel the delight of smashing the slave to his death.

Another explosion occurred, this time the slave couldn't dodge in time and was hit. He slammed into the pit wall abruptly due to the force behind the beast's punch.

At the same time, the people around the edge of the pit 'hissed' in a breath, as if the blow had hit them just now. Some people probably wondered how painful it would be to be hit like this.

The slave, who had suffered a blow, soon returned to the battle and avoided getting any more hits.

Within a short while, the frequency of the beast's attacks began to decrease, and the audience became restless with impatience.

Right at that moment, the beast in the pit suddenly gave a mournful howl.

It shocked those who were just complaining.

Inside the pit, one of the beast's eyes was spurting blood; at the same time, it stamped on the ground, filled with outrage, with its two hind legs – but it missed its opponent because the slave's dodging speed was just too quick.

Some of the people who had bet on the beast emerging as victor put on a sullen face; while others, such as Su Gu, turned surprised and delighted.

“I'll win!” exclaimed Su Gu.

The beast's attacks had become mixed and disorderly because of the injury and its impatience. The slave knew that his chance was coming, he took a deep breath, then his internal energy abruptly soared, and the dragon-like meridians on his arms protruded, some patterns also appeared on his body.

Shao Xuan observed the slave pattern on that slave.

Slave pattern was similar to the totem pattern of the tribes. Among the desert cities, different cities and factions had their own unique slave pattern, which was shaped by the Great Slave Master in person.

Shao Xuan's eyebrows climbed up when he saw that slave pattern. He had seen it a long time ago when he first met Yan Shuo.

It turned out that those slaves and the Slave Master he encountered earlier were from Rock Hill City. He wondered what role Shi Shu played among them. Shao Xuan looked around but didn't find that young Slave Master.

“Hurrah!”

“Kill it!”

“Hohhh! Kill it!

“Kill it!”

The young Slave Masters around the pit were in high spirits. They liked to look for fun in such bloody atmosphere. The bloodthirsty atmosphere and the sound of fighting and killing made them burst out with exuberant shouts.

Another mournful roar came out.

The beast received more blows.

It felt a strong threat, and in its remaining two big lantern-like eyes, the aggressiveness turned into fear.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

The sound of repeated blows burst out from the pit one after another, the air was filled with sand and dirt, even the stones on the pit walls were knocked down. It was difficult to see the situation of the battle inside the pit. However, intense smell of blood and the constant roaring of the beast stimulated the young Slave Masters standing on the edge.

“Boring.” Lei said.

Lei's voice was not very loud, so it got drowned out in the excited cheers and howls all around them and no one paid attention to him. When hunting, they always did it quickly and resolutely. Lei, who hunted regularly, could naturally see through the deliberate procrastination and forceless attacks in this fight, which excited Slave Masters but not him – what he enjoyed was other ways to fight with beasts.

But that is Beast Battle City.

The breath of life and the strong sense of existence inside the pit gradually disappeared until the beast reached its end.

“I win!” Su Gu shouted with both arms raised up high, and he was flushed with excitement.

Some of the audience were angry and grumbled and nitpicked on the battle as they lost the bet. Some jumped up high with excitement, like Su Gu, who won the bet.

“Let's go to take our betting win! And see what we have won.” Su Gu excitedly led his people to the betting area, where many Slave Masters who won the bet had gathered.

The betting here was different in a special way – even if one wins the bet, the things that they got usually depended on their luck – which might not always swing their way.

Chapter end