Hogwarts Ordnance Manual

"The first rule is, you can't use firearms! You can only use swords. There are three games in total. If you survive, you can win by finishing in the top three in each game!" Dad said seriously next to Dudley.

Dudley's clean water successfully convinced the entire "Marmot" team. If Scar Mouth was still a little angry, his father regarded Dudley as a god. Perhaps only people of his age could realize this deeply. Realizing how precious clean water is, he hoped that the other members of the team could live a few more years.

After much deliberation, the only way to get close to Jabba Gu was by participating in the Beast Fighting Arena. However, his father was willing to fully assist Dudley, and Dudley also chose to believe in him.

Believe it or not, Dudley still frightened them. If he couldn't come back alive, Mustache and Da Zhuang would never wake up.Dudley was somewhat confident about this. There should be no problem in maintaining his spell for 24 hours.

"The second rule is, don't be merciful, you must kill your opponents." Dad said firmly.

Dudley thought about the big bug on the screen that day, and thought that even if labor and management didn't do their best, how could they be so merciful to such a big monster?

"Principle [-], let the audience like you!" Dad continued: "Stay away from those who are as strong as cattle,"

"Ha, I'm very familiar with this business..." Dudley said hehey.

He also knew why his father put the inability to use firearms in the first place. That ability could only be exposed when Jabagu was close.

His father took him through the long corridor guarded by soldiers and came to the sword fighters' rest room. Dudley finally realized the second problem. There were at least three to forty people in the spacious rest room, including men, women and children, at least There were more than ten children in their teens like him. When he walked in, everyone glared at him, with such eyes that they wanted to eat him alive.

Dudley immediately understood that his first battle was not to challenge the huge desert monster at all, but to fight these people against each other. The so-called top three meant killing until there were only three people left.

It's reasonable to say this without emotion. The cost of catching a ferocious desert monster is huge. Of course, it is used as a finale, and the captured slaves are as cheap as dirt. No matter how many people die, Jabagu will not feel sorry for him!

One of the guards pushed Dudley hard and cursed. Dudley glanced at him and followed his eyes to see the weapons and protective gear he could choose.

Because it took some time to "convince" the five members of the Marmot team in the dungeon, the better weapons had long been picked out by other sword fighters, leaving only a broken knife full of chips and two rusty ones. The copper wristband seemed to have been the shell of some kind of machine.

This is in line with Dudley's requirements. He doesn't need heavy armor or a wide tower shield. Lightness and agility are his best choices. Putting the invisible wand in the wrist guard is perfect.

As noisy cheers came from outside the lounge, Dudley knew that the audience was already in place, waiting for them to take the stage.

The sword fighters took off the rags on their upper bodies one after another, revealing their dark, scarred muscles, an invisible demonstration to the people around them. Even those children in their teens had almost no skin intact, and Dudley, who was "white and fat", became an alien.

The guards drove them out of the lounge and onto a large, extremely smelly iron cage. The iron cage gradually rose like an elevator. By the time Dudley saw the scorching sun, he was already on the central platform of the fighting arena. , the platform covered with black and red sand was the size of a football field, and the surrounding high-rise auditorium was crowded with people like a World Cup game. At least tens of thousands of spectators stood up, looking forward to the appearance of the sword fighters.

In addition to the iron cage where Dudley was, there were three large iron cages in other directions on the platform. In other words, there were at least 120 sword fighters competing on the same stage.

"Only three can survive..." Dudley's heart tightened. He was once a special forces member and was called the Gun Demon by his enemies. Naturally, he was not a merciful person, but if he were to attack teenage children and women, He really couldn't pass the test in his heart.

"Ahilus!"

"Asilus!"......

The entire audience stood up and chanted a name together. The sound was as loud as thunder, as if they were cheering for an international star to appear.

The top of the iron cage opened, and the fence slowly lowered into the ground. Dudley also saw the sword fighter in the opposite cage. A giant man who was at least two meters tall and as strong as a rhinoceros wore a heavy steel helmet on his head and held a giant axe. He walked out from the crowd and roared like a lion at the spectators on both sides.

"Arsilus!" In the center of the auditorium, a tall podium was erected with a golden awning. A figure came out and shouted at something like a broadcast microphone: "Today is Ahilus!" The 11th game of Hillus was also his battle of honor! The battle of freedom! He once slaughtered hundreds of sword fighters! He cut the poisonous desert snake in half! Even the crazy sand eels were not his opponent!"

"Today! What will he bring to us! What do you want to see!" the host yelled.

"Death! Death! Death!" the audience roared in response.

"These people are crazy..." Dudley thought to himself. In this sinful city of freedom, human life is like grass and water is like gold. Although there is basic electricity and machinery, the civilians at the bottom are not even as good as insects, and those People in the middle class, just like the aristocrats of ancient Rome, have no entertainment projects. Only perverted lust and cruel slaughter can bring them psychological stimulation.

Seeing the posture of the giant man, Dudley understood his father's third instruction. This was the sword fighter who was loved by the audience. The whole audience was cheering for him. This kind of person would even affect the referee's decision-making. But this was of no use to Dudley, because he had become Dudley's target.

Following the host's order, rapid drumbeats sounded around the arena platform, and the sword fighters of the four groups began to move.

Before Dudley started, there was a sound of breaking wind behind his head. He rushed out in a hurry. When he looked back, he saw that the boy who was closest to him was slashing the air with a long knife, and his figure couldn't help but shake. Staggering, another young man saw the opportunity and without hesitation hit his forehead with the big mallet in his hand. Suddenly his head exploded, and various red and white tissues scattered everywhere. Is An Youming alive?

Others were no exception. They attacked the people closest to them one after another. Some people were lucky and no one happened to attack them, so they pounced on the target they thought was the weakest around them. Some people were unlucky and had just grabbed a person. The sword, but another weapon stabbed him from behind.

People with mechanical limbs obviously have great advantages. They are two or three times stronger than ordinary people. They can shoot their bows from left to right and knock everyone around them off their feet.

Dudley looked in the direction of Ahilus, and it was even more exaggerated. He was like a giant spirit god coming down to earth, swinging a big ax, how could there be a unified general?Those who stood in front of him were either swept into pieces, or were cut in half with a knife, splattering him with blood.

It is no exaggeration to say that in just the first ten seconds, one-third of the more than 100 people in the audience were directly hacked to death.

Dudley waved his left hand and had applied "armor protection" to himself. Although he was not a master of defensive magic, it was not a big problem for the magic spell to block ordinary swords. He had no intention of attacking the weak, but there would always be trouble if he couldn't stop him. Even though he desperately wanted to kill him, he couldn't stand there and take the beating without fighting back. He used his agile steps and strong arm strength to chop down the two sword fighters to the ground.

As a young man with strong blood, everyone will have the desire to win and lose. Such passive defense is not a long-term solution. If you want to do it, go for the strongest one!

Dudley made up his mind and rushed out of the crowd. The person next to him tried to slash at him with a knife, but before the tip of the knife could reach him, it was deflected aside by a defensive spell.

He walked as fast as flying, rushing straight towards the tallest and most powerful Ahilus. What surprised him was that in another group of sword fighters who were killing each other, there was also a young man with a short knife in one hand, fighting through the crowd and heading towards Ahilus rushed over, seeming to have thought of Dudley together. The two looked at each other from a distance, both slightly surprised.