My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 526 - 181. Legend of the Sword God in the Sewers of Crimson Castle_3

Chapter 526: 181. Legend of the Sword God in the Sewers of Crimson Castle_3

With these aids, Brother Cat felt 100% confident about passing the trial unscathed today.

After all, this wasn’t the real world.

In the game, equipment is an important part of one’s strength. Though Brother Cat was a warrior who pursued technique, he was not stubborn.

"How is the betting situation?"

As Brother Cat was applying Sword Oil to the spare weapon at his waist, he asked quietly. Chuanxi Wolf from the Soldier Beat Four Team, who was in charge of finance, took out a small book, had a look, and said:

"The bet amount has already exceeded 300. Just the Six Dorm Brothers have bet 30. When the trial starts, it should reach 500! I see a lot of NPCs have also come over to join in the fun and are planning to bet. I’ll go ask around later. Heh, if we win this round, our small team will have the startup funds to purchase all kinds of materials."

"Ah, let’s do less of this betting thing in the future."

Brother Cat sighed and said:

"It feels weird. I didn’t plan to make it so public."

"In reality, it’s fine to keep a low profile, but this is just a game, Brother Cat. Isn’t gaming meant to be fun, cool, and thrilling?"

Dog Paddle in the North of the Forest laughed and said:

"Unlike you who were born into a family that doesn’t need to worry about life, us brothers are better off than some and worse off than others in reality. It’s probably impossible for us to change our fate drastically. But if we lower our standards, won’t it be wonderful to accomplish something in this game?

By the way, Brother Cat, did you somehow upset Sister Pomegranate?"

"Eh?"

Brother Cat, who was in the middle of applying a scroll to boost his stats, looked puzzled and said:

"I don’t think so. I’ve only talked to her a few times."

"But Sister Pomegranate just bet 150 Gold Coins that you’re going to lose..."

Chuanxi Wolf said quietly, blinking his eyes:

"You definitely upset her, you just don’t know it yet."

"Forget it, forget it, these are all trivial matters!"

Roar of the Lion in Hedong waved his hand and said:

"Brother Cat, just focus on passing the trial first. When you’re done, the rest of us brothers should hurry up and finish our trials too. Stick Brother is planning to form a large team to raid the underground treasury occupied by the ghoul bandits. He said any Black Iron Rank players can participate, we should join in as well."

"Uh huh."

The other brothers nodded.

Although they were nominally with Happy Stick, in reality, after Brother Cat joined the game, these five people have formed an independent small team.

Stick Brother was generous and didn’t say much. If they didn’t want to owe him a favor, they had to rely on themselves for everything now.

Soon, under the gaze of dozens of players and even a bunch of curious and betting NPCs, fully armed Brother Cat appeared before them.

In this vast space near the number seven entrance, a brother from the Tiger Leopard Riders had specially lured an elite ghoul boss over and trapped it in that area with fire.

These preparations made this place look like a replica of an octagon cage. The Soldier Beat Five Team that organized the betting had hung gas lamps all around, making the place as bright as day.

"Everyone, pay attention to the current betting odds and check your bet amounts. If there are no issues, we’re closing the bets!"

Chuanxi Wolf waved his notebook and shouted repeatedly.

The next second, a masked vampire stepped forward and handed him a small bag. When he opened it, he jumped, damn it, there were four heavy little gold bars inside! All of them had the eagle mark of the Blood Vulture Clan.

Three of them were betting on Brother Cat to lose, and only one was betting on him to win.

"Big spender!"

Chuanxi Wolf was secretly shocked.

But at this moment, under the cheers of the crowd, Brother Cat had already jumped into the fiery arena. It was too late to refuse now.

"We might be able to keep this area and use it as an underground colosseum."

At the back of the crowd, disguised Murphy said to the two people beside him:

"My warriors like this kind of battle. They enjoy being cheered on and earning rewards with their strength. You can also go down and fight a few rounds when you feel like it.

Just be disguised.

Or even without disguise, ’joining in the people’s fun’ is also a way to enjoy life."

"Allow me to manage it, sir."

Maxim, who was also disguised with a hat, said:

"We can give it a good name, like the ’Blood Tooth Arena’ or something..."

"Let’s call it ’Fight Club’."

Murphy laughed and suggested a strange but concise name. Count Andrei, on the other hand, didn’t respond. He only wanted to see how the warrior who dared to make the "unscathed challenge" promise would fulfil his boast.

But behind Murphy, Lady Adel found the scene in front of her very distasteful. E Sister, who was usually reserved with her emotions, rarely showed such clear emotional fluctuations.

Murphy noticed this immediately. Under his gaze, Adel hesitated and said:

"The shadow elf slave owners in the Eternal Abyss enjoy this kind of bloody sport. Each family has their own slave arena and they enjoy pitting poor people who wander into the Abyss against various dark beasts for their enjoyment.

This behavior is cruel and inhumane."

Murphy looked at Adel and asked softly:

"So, your mother?"

"She was a traveler, and I was born in the arena of the Mejewa family. I hate her naivety..."

Adel sighed and looked at the crowd around her who were gradually getting excited. She shook her head and said:

"I don’t like it here, Master. Please allow me to leave for now."