Windless City’s Beast Arena.
This was a massive circular building, somewhat similar to the ancient Roman Colosseum. The residents of Windless City loved gathering here to watch thrilling, brutal, and bloody battles. Gladiators usually lived in the dungeons beneath the arena from childhood. From birth, they underwent constant training and combat. Only by facing the threat of death could they forge the strongest physique, courage, and power.
Over countless years, the arena had produced numerous legends. The latest legend was Mad Beast Bien, who had once won three hundred consecutive matches here. As the son of Windless City, he possessed immense physical strength and was seen as the hope of Windless City reaching god-level status. Yet no one expected such a man to be killed in his very first trial battle, and in an utterly humiliating way, at the hands of a three- or four-year-old little girl.
This was a shame Windless City could never erase!
That newcomer named Ye Chui not only brought this enormous humiliation to Windless City, but also slaughtered another son of the Windless City Lord in Central City. He even declared that people from Windless City and Kane City would never be allowed to set foot in Central City again.
The entire Windless City world was furious. They were the embodiment of savage beasts. They were born for slaughter. They would never tolerate such humiliation.
“Warriors of Windless City, charge into Stan Town! Let those people witness our power and majesty, our cruelty and terror! Windless City will bare its claws and fangs like a hunting beast, tearing and crushing any prey it sees! My warriors, tell me what you are thinking right now?”
The Windless City Lord stood on the high platform of the arena, loudly rallying the troops before battle.
“Kill them!”
“Tear them apart!”
“Destroy them!”
Deafening shouts echoed through the sky above the arena. The crowds gathered there roared in unison, unleashing earth-shaking cheers.
On the high platform, the Windless City Lord showed a proud smile that soon turned into a trace of contempt. Stan Town, a mere trash fragment world, dared to provoke Windless City like this.
Very well. You have awakened the wrath of the beast!
Standing beside the Windless City Lord were two other people. One was the City Lord of Kane City. The other was Lumi, the flower boy sent by Niga from the Amethyst Flower World.
As a servant from the fifth-ranked god-level world, even a mere flower boy like Lumi could stand shoulder to shoulder with the Windless City Lord and Kane City Lord.
The Kane City Lord’s face carried hidden anger and ferocity. Ye Chui’s group had gone too far. Their deputy city lord, Messi, had been beheaded by them. This was another humiliation Kane City could not accept. This invasion of Stan Town was led by Windless City, but the Kane City Lord had provided ten [Bridge Builders] and fifty elite warriors to assist in annihilating Stan Town. Combined with the eighty [Bridge Builders] brought by Lumi, the bridge to Stan Town would soon be established.
Of course, Lumi’s presence here was not merely for support. It also represented an attitude.
An attitude from a god-level world. An attitude from the Blood Dragon Flower Alliance.
Those lofty big shots did not like Ye Chui.
If they did not like him, then kill him.
Ye Chui’s group was doomed!
Compared to the murderous intent on the faces of the Windless City Lord and Kane City Lord, the pretty boy flower child Lumi showed only impatience. Today he had planned to go shopping with his good friend on the clothing street in Central City. Several new nice outfits had appeared there. He had intended to shop properly when Niga did not need clothing. Yet he was assigned this errand. A mere trash world actually required a noble flower boy attendant from the Amethyst Flower World to personally oversee it?
That Stan Town and that man named Ye Chui really had some nerve!
Lumi yawned, covered his mouth with a hand forming an orchid pose, and said in a somewhat delicate tone, “Lord Windless City, the pre-battle mobilisation is done, right? Hurry up and launch the attack. I do not have much time to waste here.”
“Understood, Lord Lumi. The [Bridge Builders] have successfully opened the bridge. I will order them to attack immediately.” The Windless City Lord quickly replied. He was usually a cold and ruthless man, nicknamed Beast King, and held supreme authority in Windless City. Yet when facing a flower boy from Niga’s side, he had no choice but to show a humble expression.
“Open the [Bridge]!” The Windless City Lord then shouted loudly.
In the open space at the centre of the arena, three hundred warriors of Windless City stood in formation. They wore armour, held weapons, and were ready for battle.
At the very front of these warriors stood one hundred and twenty [Bridge Builders] who were already prepared. The bridge that originally required three days to build had been completed in just thirty minutes with their combined efforts.
Hearing the Windless City Lord’s command, the Bridge Builders each took out mana scrolls, absorbed them into their bodies, raised their hands high, and began to activate the massive [Bridge]. Beneath their feet, magic characters lit up one after another. A pillar of light shot into the sky.
The [Bridge] linking to Stan Town had been established!
Once established, the [Bridge] could remain for some time even without maintenance.
The somewhat exhausted Bridge Builders prepared to leave. Their mission was complete. The rest was up to the warriors.
The three hundred savage beast warriors of Windless City marched in step toward the pillar of light. The fifty elites sent by Kane City followed behind.
A massacre was about to begin…
Then, at that moment, three petite figures suddenly emerged from the pillar of light.
Debbie, Guni, and Salome were all very small in stature. Just looking at their figures, one could easily mistake them for little girls. Yet they appeared so suddenly, accompanied by shouts of “Kill them!” and “Rat-tat-tat them to death!” Firelight burst from their bodies. Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat…
Muzzle flashes sprayed everywhere. Blood splattered in all directions.
The Bridge Builders bore the brunt of the disaster. In the blaze of gunfire, their bodies turned into bloody pulp and collapsed to the ground. Debbie, holding the heavy Gatling gun, was the first to step out of the pillar of light. Guni and Salome, swaying unsteadily, followed closely behind. Their vision was probably too blurry to clearly see the surroundings, but one held a shotgun and the other a submachine gun. They fired wildly in every direction with bangs and cracks.
Because the Bridge Builders were killed or wounded in large numbers almost instantly, the originally stable bridge was affected. The pillar of light flickered a few times and then went out completely.
Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat…
Here it must be explained what Debbie’s heavy Gatling gun truly was.
The modified firearm was completely different from the machine guns of Ye Chui’s previous life. In his previous life, even the lightest Gatling weighed over thirty pounds. If ammunition feeders and drive mechanisms were added, weights of two or three hundred pounds were possible.
The weakest Gatling could fire several hundred rounds per minute. The powerful recoil went without saying. Scenes in movies of lone muscular heroes firing Gatlings while running were heavily dramatised.
But Debbie’s Gatling was a magically modified device. The bullets were condensed from magic and had almost no mass. One could think of them as laser bullets. As a result, the recoil was nearly zero. Since it was a magical device, it needed no ammunition feeder or drive mechanism. Bullets were stored in the magazine’s capacity magic array using mana.
The weight of the Gatling body itself had been greatly reduced due to modification. It weighed only a little over twenty pounds. Although still quite heavy, it allowed Debbie to handle it freely.
Most importantly, although weight and recoil were greatly reduced, its power was in no way inferior to the top rapid-fire machine guns of Ye Chui’s previous life. The six barrels rotated and fired bullets. The rate reached over five hundred rounds per minute.
The magazine’s magical capacity also held tens of thousands of rounds. Before setting out, Debbie had consumed hundreds of low-grade mana scrolls in one go to fully load the Gatling’s magazine.
At this moment, even though her eyes were misty from drink, even though her body could barely stand steady, even though she did not know what she was doing, simply holding the Gatling and spraying everything in front of her was enough to deliver a crushing blow to the arena’s warriors.
It was truly a crushing blow.
The lines of fire bursting from the Gatling were like laser swords sweeping across the field. One after another, armoured and agile warriors fell beneath them. Some brave and nimble ones tried to rush forward during gaps in the firing. But although Guni and Salome’s minds were extremely foggy, the vigilance and reaction speed honed through long battles had not been lost. Any warrior who entered within two metres of them would immediately receive their “friendly” attention…
Screams intertwined, composing a song of guns and blood.
The ordinary citizens who had come to watch the Windless City warriors’ expedition and triumph fled in terror. On the high platform, the Windless City Lord, Kane City Lord, and Lumi were frozen in place. They stared in disbelief as three girls swept through thousands with overwhelming force, reducing their proud and powerful warriors to utter defeat. The Windless City Lord seemed unable to believe his eyes. He collapsed to the ground. “Impossible… this is impossible…”
Lumi’s beautiful face turned pale with fright. He nearly soiled himself. He hurriedly jumped down from the high platform to flee.
The Kane City Lord, by contrast, managed to stay relatively calm. He quickly composed himself and shouted to a nearby Windless City attendant, “Archers, crossbowmen, get ready! Use ranged attacks on them!”
The attendant glanced at the panicked Windless City Lord, quickly accepted the order, and hurried away.
Archers and crossbowmen soon took positions and began releasing arrows into the arena. However, such arrow attacks caused very limited damage to the three girls. Even when they hit, the high-quality equipment on the girls prevented serious injury. It was said that in Ye Chui’s previous life, an adventurer once entered an Indian tribe alone with a single Gatling and forced the entire tribe to submit using only that weapon!
The current situation was not so different.
At this point, Debbie, Guni, and Salome’s minds were actually quite unclear. Their actions had no particular clear goal. They staggered along, sweeping everything in front of them, until they reached a large gate on one side of the arena.
When Debbie blasted that gate open, she temporarily stopped firing. She rubbed her eyes hard and looked into the world behind the door.
People dressed in rags, wearing chains, were kneeling and trembling on the ground. These were the slaves and gladiators imprisoned in the arena.
Windless City had cruel rules. Some gladiators had been sent to the arena dungeons from childhood. Others were war captives and slaves obtained when Windless City invaded other worlds.
These people had to prove themselves through brutal duels to earn the title of warrior. Most of them died miserably in those fights.
This was a path built on blood and bones.
“Why are they locked up like that?” Debbie could not immediately understand the situation with these slaves. But seeing the whip scars all over their bodies and their terrified, trembling forms, she instinctively felt displeased. She shouted as she walked in, telling Guni and Salome, “Hurry up and unlock the chains on them!”
“Let me, let me…” Guni swayed as she held her shotgun and walked over. Bang, bang. In bursts of firelight, she blasted apart the shackles on a burly slave.
“Why is everyone locked up? Unlock them all, unlock them all!” Debbie continued shouting.
The freed slave looked at Debbie in terror. Then he seemed to understand something. He hurriedly searched the stunned guard nearby for keys and began quickly freeing the other slaves.
Debbie kept drunkenly shouting, “Everyone, don’t be slaves anymore. Being a slave is no fun. Let’s drink together and dance together… I can hold my liquor really well…”
Debbie’s voice was not loud, and her tone was slurred. Moreover, the accent from the Castro continent sounded quite harsh to the residents of the Godsin Continent. Yet the freed slaves seemed to sense immense power in her words. “Everyone, don’t be slaves anymore. Being a slave is no fun. Let’s drink together and dance together!” They began shouting together at the top of their lungs.
On the other side, as Debbie and the others entered the arena dungeon, a temporary silence fell outside the arena. The Kane City Lord, heart pounding with fear, looked at the blood-soaked ground of the arena. He wiped the sweat and blood from his forehead forcefully, breathing rapidly. He pulled up the already petrified Windless City Lord and hurried down from the high platform. He shouted loudly to the Windless City attendants, “While we still have time, quickly assemble all of Windless City’s warriors! Surround the arena! Hurry!!!”
Windless City was a fragment world with a population of several hundred thousand. Gladiators were not the only warriors. The Windless City Lord also had an army that was not weak. This army usually guarded Windless City and invaded other fragment worlds. But this time, Windless City had been too furious, so they sent the elite gladiators from the arena instead of dispatching this army.
Now the arena was in chaos. The Kane City Lord, who could still maintain some composure, urgently ordered the attendants to summon this terrifying conquering army.
Soon, thousands of Windless City soldiers assembled and surrounded the arena, waiting for the three girls to appear.
Then…
The large gate at the entrance of the arena burst open with a boom. The three girls’ figures appeared there.
They walked out.
Behind them, tens of thousands of furious slaves waved weapons looted from dead warriors and let out roars: “No more slaves! Drink together! Dance together!”
…
More than an hour passed quietly.
In Ryan’s Home tavern in Central City, Niga, Mad Bear Yagan, and Satan’er sat quietly waiting for news while casually discussing recent cooperation matters within the Blood Dragon Flower Alliance.
At that moment, Lumi rushed in hurriedly.
“Oh, results so soon?” The handsome Niga gave a faint chuckle. “That Stan Town was nothing special after all.”
Mad Bear Yagan and Satan’er also showed contemptuous smiles.
“Tell us, how long did Stan Town hold out under Windless City’s attack?” Niga asked with a smile.
“Twenty… less than twenty minutes…” Lumi panted urgently.
“Less than twenty minutes?” Niga shook his head, sounding disappointed. He had thought the newcomer was so formidable.
“No, that’s not it!”
Lumi shook his head anxiously and said, “Before Windless City could even set off after opening the [Bridge], three drunk girls were teleported over from Stan Town. They… they defeated all of Windless City’s gladiators in less than twenty minutes. Now they have led the arena’s slaves to overthrow the Windless City Lord’s rule…”
The three of them: “…???”
