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Kirk and Spartacus walked into the center of the arena together. Accompanied by two ear-splitting lion roars, the iron gates on both sides were pulled open by slaves outside the arena, the iron pulleys creaking and squealing. From the pitch-black tunnels, gusts of foul-smelling wind occasionally blew out!
"Our brave gladiators will face two demon lions from Africa, modified through the Gypsies' secret arts! Welcome them!" The commentator's voice rang with passion, and the entire arena erupted in thunderous cheers.
Kirk rolled his eyes. This space really loved stirring up trouble. Who the hell had asked I wanted to put on a man-versus-lion show for them? Were they even paying me?
At that moment, the space issued a mission:
"Contractor No. 4444, due to the influence of a Plot Character, you have been selected as a gladiator performer at the Rome Grand Arena. You will now face two demon lions, followed by a series of further challenges. As compensation for the excessive difficulty, you may unconditionally inspect the basic information of the demon lions and other opponents. Killing each demon lion will reward you with 1,000 Glory Points, Survival Points, Skill Potential Points, and a number of Base Attribute Points. Additionally, magical beasts such as demon lions have a higher chance of dropping [Soul Crystals]. Please collect them."
The two black male lions slowly emerged from the iron gates. Beneath the glaring sunlight, they raised their heads and let out earth-shaking roars!
Kirk felt his entire body tremble. He had become much braver by now, yet he was still affected by the demon lions. That meant it had to be one of their special