Chapter 3496

The Brighton people didn't give up. The sword fell firmly on his head. Immediately, the skin and flesh split, the white bone suddenly appeared, and the blood flowed down the sword and the wound, making the Brighton people look more ferocious. The anger on Brighton's face was even worse. He held the sword which was still hard down on his head, and then with his other hand, he stabbed the sword into his opponent's chest and abdomen, straight out of his back neck.

If a normal human is stabbed with such a sword, he will lose his life. Periner loses his life immediately, and his whole body is strung on the sword. His hands fall down and there is no more movement.

"Oh! Victory belongs to this warrior

The Rhodes at the bottom began to cheer, and the Rhodes also nodded. At this time, the only one alive on the stage was the Brighton. His eyes were red, and he was going to continue to kill the people who were waiting under the stage. Just as he put out his hand, an ax reached out and patted him on the ground.

"Oh, the game is not over yet. It's not your time to play. Please take him down and treat him well. Don't let our warriors starve. Then come some little bunnies and clean the top. Don't miss the second half of the game!"

Alecia was in the crowd, looking in the direction of the scaffold, her eyes blurred with tears.

Cold, dark, desperate, bumpy and wet.

Periner didn't die, and he woke up just as the Rhodes were about to throw him into the river, but he was careful not to make a sound or make any other noise immediately.

When he was sure that he fell into the water, he floated on the water, tightened his hands and legs, and then began to drift along the water.

"Interesting! How fast that dead thing floats

"Do you want to have a try?" His companion could not help joking.

"Go away, I don't want to stink!"

Rhodes, who had lost his things, looked at pelinnar and pretended to be dead.

I don't know how long later, periner still lost consciousness. He floated along the water to the mouth of the sea until he was engulfed by the wind and waves.

He was awakened by the coolness of the cold water that covered his ankle.

Periner raised his heavy head and looked at this strange world. The sky was gray. It was an unknown coastline, and he could hear the distant seagulls' neighing.

Slowly, he stood up and saw that there were many people beside him who fell on the beach like him. He pulled the rotten leather armor on his body and picked up a half man high stick from the ground.

That damned storm sent him here. Although he escaped the fate of being a prisoner, would it still be a cannibal place?

Who would know!

Many of the scars on his body have been swollen and rotten by the sea water. The temperature here is a little hot and humid, causing mosquitoes to harass him.

Pop! A slap killed the spiral fly that was biting the wound. His pace and body shape became weaker. On this deserted island, if we don't find fresh water and medicine quickly, I'm afraid we will be buried in the sand. He took off the smelly clothes from the body of a fairly complete body, and then picked up a dagger to carry on his shoulder.

Along the way, there were corpses and seafood driven up by the sea. He had eaten several sand crabs, and the salty meat made him thirsty.

I don't know how long he walked, he finally couldn't support himself and fell on the beach.

Cough, cough There was a violent cough. He sat up straight, panting heavily. He twisted his head and looked at his place.

It's a plain, pointed tent, and he's lying on a rattan bed, covered with a light quilt and bandaged all over. He touched his body with his good left hand. Under the gauze, the wound was covered with green medicine. It seemed that the wound had been treated by a kind man.

"I've saved my life at last!" A little lucky in his heart, he walked out of the tent with curiosity and doubt.

Noise and prosperity, this is his first impression of the town.

Children are playing in the streets, old people are drinking and chatting in the shade of trees, and young people are busy making a living. He saw it all in his eyes and enjoyed it all in peace.

"Ah, you wake up!" A clear child's voice rang out. A short haired child put down his fishing net and called to the old people in the shade of the tree: "old man, old man, this man is awake!"

An old man came this way with a cigarette gun and a bow on his back. From his old face, we can see the traces left by years and sea breeze.

"Young man, you are very lucky. When you meet my old man, you don't know that you fell on the beach that day, covered with injuries, and dressed in the clothes of the governor, and were almost dismembered by those wild animals! Ha ha, "said the old man, patting him on the shoulder. The pain from the wound made him take a cold breath.

Seeing his embarrassment, the old man took back his hand and touched his cigarette.

"Sorry! Forget you got hurt! Ha ha ha, Sun Tzu, call your sister and your parents back quickly Then he turned around and reached for him to enter the tent. "After you, you are the wounded. Don't have any more accidents!"It's the most peaceful meal he's ever had in the world. When he chewed a little rough Haimi, his tears came down.

In this world, in addition to the great and extraordinary magicians and imperialists, the Rhodes Legion who captured him before, and some organized mercenaries and hunters are under him. As one of the most numerous people in the world, civilians still enjoy the human rights granted by the Empire, while the slaves at the bottom are inferior to livestock, They are mostly criminals or prisoners of war.

As a production machine, slaves do not enjoy human rights. They are either sold everywhere, or flogged by their masters, or even killed by civilians in the street. As long as the master does not pursue his responsibility, it is permitted by imperial law.

However, the present empire is just a rotten country ruled by elves. No wonder the Rhodes tried their best to kill the long faced elves.

But he didn't feel anything about those things. He just wanted to live well and go to find Alecia when he could.

Before that kind of hell life, from the moment he opened his eyes, all accompanied him around.

And today, God let him start again, even if he died alone in this small town, is it not a kind of happiness?

After dinner, the family cordially said hello to him and went on their own. Old ham was sitting on the stone at the entrance of the tent with his little grandson, looking at the young man he had picked up.

"Do you have a name?"

"Pelinnar"