Marvel Ninja God Chapter 339: Bloody Gladiator
"The God of Ninja ()"
More than three hours later, Rogge and the others came to Xandaar from ignorance.
It would have only taken more than an hour to travel from the ignorance to Xandar, and there was enough space between the two to jump.
The problem was with the pilots, neither Natasha nor Scott had any experience flying small ships.
While Roger had one experience flying a small Dark Elf fighter, the fighter was not the same as the starship, and the two were made by completely different manufacturers.
So before they set off, they had to take an impromptu spaceship piloting course.
Fortunately, Rogge is an experienced pilot. With past experience and reasonable guesses, or recklessness, he successfully learned how to fly a spaceship.
Although it's not superb and standard, he drove the spacecraft to Xandar and landed at the port of call.
Halton City, according to the evaluation standard of Xandar Star, is a first-level city only one level lower than the capital.
According to the information provided by the collectors, the rope grass slave group that kidnapped Banner had just arrived in Halton City a day earlier.
Although Rogge and the others did not have any legal identification documents, they also did not have any wanted or bad records, so under the charm of money, they successfully obtained four temporary identification documents.
Yes, four copies, even Xiao Hei needs to apply for identification.
Xiao Hei in the form of Bei Liang Dao can hide from ordinary people, but he can't hide from the entry scanner at the port, so on the entry record, Xiao Hei belongs to the creature that must be certified, not the item.
"Where are we going next?"
Scott still wears his classic Ant-Man uniform, not even the helmet.
According to him, he is concerned that the air here contains substances harmful to humans.
However, in Rogge's view, Scott is not worried that the air is harmful, but that he does not want Xiao Hei to continue to ravage his hair.
“Find a place to check in first, then trade these things on hand for Nova.”
Apart from the small ship, none of Roger's winning bets could be directly exchanged for Xandar's common currency, Nova Coins.
So whether it's to find Banner or for their own journey, they need to exchange what they have on hand for Nova Coins.
Rogge originally intended to give these things directly to the collectors, but unfortunately, the collectors have no interest in this.
Because of the Nova Corps, Xandar is more orderly than most planets in the universe, and its inhabitants are more civilized.
If the level of civilization of the inhabitants of Ignorance is equivalent to the Middle Ages on Earth, then the level of civilization of the inhabitants of Xandar is equivalent to the level of civilization of the Earth in the 21st century.
And in a way, Xandar is a bit like Earth after the technological leaps and bounds.
But as the collectors say, the brighter the place, the easier it is to breed darkness.
Even Xandar, with its perfect law and strict order, also has a dark side that cannot be escaped.
And Rogge happens to be very good at dealing with these dark forces hidden in the shadows.
In an unpopular black market, Rogge successfully exchanged the loot on hand for Nova coins, and exchanged a number that satisfied him.
132,680,000 Nova Coins!
Rogge just inquired about it, and the most expensive suite in the most luxurious hotel in Halton City is only 100,000 Nova per night.
So he has nothing to dislike about this number.
In addition to solving the financial problem in the black market, Rogge and others also successfully inquired about the news of the rope-grass slave-hunting group.
Accurately speaking, Natasha found out.
There are people who can't control their reason in the face of beauty, not only on Earth, but also on Xandar.
"The slave gang just arrived yesterday. It is said that they sold a few good prey. Tonight's **** gladiator, just one of the slave gang's prey came on stage. I got four tickets."
Natasha said in a calm tone, and at the same time took out four black tickets with only a red skull and a series of numbers.
"Then let's go and see tonight. If it goes well, maybe we can return to Earth tomorrow."
Although they say so, Rogge doesn't think their luck will be so good.
The fact that the Rope and Grass Slave Group can make a name for themselves in this industry is enough to prove that they are not rookies.
Rogge has seen the information provided by the collectors. Although the Rope Catchers are only a slave-catching group, their strength is not inferior to the regular army, and even a bit stronger.
If not, they would have been wiped out by armies from other planets.
The environment of Xandar is very similar to that of the earth, not only the rotation time is similar, but also the gravity and the environment such as air are similar.
What surprised Rogge even more was that Xandar, which is dominated by scientific and technological civilization, actually has a strong natural energy.
Although the concentration of natural energy is not comparable to that of Asgard and Wanaheim, it is still very good, at least several times higher than that of Earth.
After night fell, the four of Roger came to the scene of this **** gladiatorial fight.
The **** gladiatorial fights in Halton City are well known in the dark world of Xandar.
The organizers behind it are said to be several high-level officials in Halton City.
As for whether the organizer is a high-level executive of Halton City, there is still no accurate conclusion.
The only thing that can be confirmed is that the **** gladiatorial fight in Halton City has never been stopped by the Nova Corps.
The thrill and safety are one of the main reasons why Halton's **** gladiatorial fights are famous in the dark world.
After handing over the tickets to the guard, the four of Rogge successfully entered the arena of this gladiatorial fight, a speakeasy in the city.
Before entering the bar, the four of Roger were given four identical white masks.
The mask is very ordinary, nothing special, just an ordinary white mask.
Every spectator receives one of these masks when entering the gladiatorial arena.
According to the organizer, wearing a mask is to protect the privacy of the audience.
After all, no one would want to be recognized at the scene of a **** gladiatorial fight, especially on a planet like Xandar that pursues civilization.
This speakeasy is bigger than Roger imagined, almost the size of a basketball arena.
The dance floor in the middle of the bar has been transformed into a special ring, surrounded by thick metal columns with arms that look like ring fences.
All the audience wore white masks~IndoMTL.com~ or sat at the wine table, or stood at the edge of the ring, or whispered, or said nothing...
"Welcome to the Bloody Arena!!!
"Tonight, you will enjoy a fight for survival with fists to the flesh and blood splattered; Tonight, you will see the light of life bursting out under the threat of death; Tonight, you will Will hear enough howls of pain to keep you awake all night...
"Now, let's welcome the two protagonists of tonight, they are the worthy superstars of the night!!!"
I don't know which corner the host is in is frantically mobilizing the audience's emotions, and at the same time reminding the audience not to miss the last betting time.
Rogge also took a betting slip from a waitress dressed in a seductive outfit but with a red mask half covering her face.
Although he doesn't understand the text of Xandar, but in the technologically developed Xandar, all this is not a problem.
A real-time translation system takes all the hassle out of it.
After putting on specially purchased real-time translation glasses and adjusting the language to Earth English, which is scarce but still included in the word bank, Roger casually browsed the contents of the betting slip.
Although there is only one gladiatorial fight, the content of the betting slip is very rich.
In addition to the simple victory or defeat, there are still a few minutes to end the battle. The defeated side will be alive or dead, maimed or seriously injured, and even both sides of the gladiator will lose a few fingers in total.
Depending on the content, the odds are completely different, and even the simplest winning or losing bet is not one-to-one.
On the betting slip is an overview of tonight's contestants.
One is a four-armed ape of unknown race, and the other is a human.
Of course, the human being referred to here is not an Earthman, but an Aesir.