I have a Mount and Blade panel and I kill people in the Game of Thrones

"If you want to escape from here, you must not use any external objects, let alone a dragon!" This sentence echoed in the empty battlefield, like an insurmountable order. There was a hint of teasing in the man's voice, as if he was mocking Leon's powerlessness.

“Hahahahahaha… That’s right, in my eyes, you only have the option of escaping. There is absolutely no possibility of you defeating me!” The man’s laughter reverberated in the air, his self-confidence almost overflowing, his eyes flashing with contempt for Leon.

When he found out that the dragon Balerion could not intervene in the battle due to some rules, the man's smile became even brighter. He seemed to be enjoying this sense of absolute control, as if he was the master of this battlefield.

However, when the man's eyes fell on the long-pole weapon in Leon's hand, his smile froze instantly. It was a long weapon with a strange shape and a faint glow. Every line of it revealed an ancient and mysterious aura.

"The pole-like weapon you are holding must be of great importance. It seems to be one of the ten great weapons of Yidi. It looks like my spoils of victory in this competition are quite impressive!"

There was a hint of surprise and greed in the man's voice, and his eyes were fixed on the weapon, as if he wanted to take it for himself.

After saying these words, the man pulled out a pitch-black dagger that looked like dragon crystal from the soft belt tied around his waist.

The dagger flashed coldly in his hand. Its surface was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the man's cold face.

At this moment, facing the threat posed by the Fang Tian Hua Ji in Lyon's hand, the man was no longer arrogant as before and allowed Lyon to attack him.

He knew that the power of this artifact should not be underestimated, and he must give it his all.

Obviously, he knew very well that he had to take certain situations seriously.

His eyes became sharp and his body leaned forward slightly, ready to meet Leon's attack at any time.

In front of certain people, especially in front of an opponent like Lyon, he knew that he must not pretend too much.

The tense atmosphere in the air grew thicker, and the two men's eyes collided in mid-air, as if an invisible contest had already begun.

The Fang Tian Hua Ji in Leon's hand and the Dragon Crystal Dagger in the man's hand both exude their own unique aura, foreshadowing that the upcoming battle will be a thrilling duel.

However, Lyon did not do as the man wished and drew out his Fang Tian Hua Ji to start a cold weapon contest with him.

Instead, he plunged the legendary weapon deep into the gravel ground, making a dull sound, like the beat of a drum on a battlefield, foreshadowing the beginning of an unusual duel.

Then, Leon slowly asked:

"What good will it do me to defeat you? I don't want to kill you without knowing why and then walk a long way alone."

His voice was calm and firm, revealing a curiosity about the unknown and a desire for results.

Facing Leon's question, the man's posture slightly withdrew, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and he asked:

"You don't even know what good it is to defeat me? Are you asking what good it is to defeat me in the Arena of the Gods?"

There was a hint of disbelief in his voice, as if he was questioning Leon's ignorance.

After asking the question, the man immediately burst into laughter, and his laughter echoed in the empty arena, sounding particularly harsh.

When he finally stopped laughing, he stood up straight and explained to Leon with a serious face:

"I don't know how you got in, but here you can get everything you want, whether it's power, treasures or opportunities, as long as the gods are willing to give it to you. But you can only get everything if you survive, and you are qualified to survive only if you keep winning!

For now, the rewards you get for each match are everything your opponent has!"

"So, how can we end all this?" Leon asked, "I mean go back!" There was a hint of confusion and urgency in his eyes, as if he was looking for a way home.

"As for your desire to return alive, I can only say that it is impossible!" The man's voice was filled with helplessness and sarcasm. "A ace gladiator like me who has won 31 consecutive victories has lived in this space for countless years."

There was an expression of emotion on his face, as if he was recalling those endless years.

"Remember the phantom I conjured up before? The giant python Jörmungandr. When I return to reality, that power will also be with me. I will use the power of the giant python to transform into the only true god in the world!"

The man's words were full of confidence and fanaticism, as if he had seen the day when he would become a god.

This sentence sounded quite familiar to Lyon, as if Euron often mentioned this to him.

There was a hint of doubt in his eyes, as if he was thinking about the relationship between this man and Euron.

But the man looked resentful, as if he had been cheated.

There was a complex emotion flashing in his eyes, including regret for the past and desire for the future.

He seemed to be waiting for Leon's answer, waiting for the battle to begin, waiting for a turning point in his own fate, or even waiting for... the death ceremony to be performed by Leon?

In short, on the man's face, Leon witnessed several expressions in a short period of time: disdain, contempt, anger and madness.

"Since you are unwilling to attack first, I will attack with reluctance!"

The man's voice was cold and sharp, like a blade piercing the air.

"Before you die under my dagger, remember my name - the gladiator from Asketa - Blood Scorpion August Lang!"

As the last word fell, the man suddenly pulled out the dagger and rushed towards Leon like lightning.

He was so fast that it seemed that he could get close to Leon in a few flashes, send the dagger in his hand that was flashing with cold light to Leon's neck, and cut Leon's throat.

However, just as the man was about to approach Leon, his vision was suddenly covered by an indescribable huge rain of arrows.

These arrows rained down on him like a dense swarm of locusts, covering the sky and the earth.

The man's eyes widened, and despair and fear surged in his heart. He had never thought that there would be such a terrifying means of attack in the underworld.

Before he died, the man seemed to see Leon take out a strange-looking bow and arrow and aim it at him.

He suddenly realized that he might have underestimated this seemingly ordinary opponent in front of him.

But it was too late now. When he wanted to take action, thousands of arrows had formed an impenetrable net, falling mercilessly on him.

The huge impact force knocked the man away completely. His body drew an arc in the air and fell heavily in the distance.

He struggled to stand up, but his body refused to obey.

Blood gushed out from countless wounds, quickly staining the ground beneath him red. The man's eyes gradually dimmed, and he finally lost his vitality.