Heir to the Kingdom of 1.4 billion people

Chapter 75 The Gift of Resurrection

In the dark, damp and crowded slave dungeon.

Thirteen slowly woke up from his sleep, and looking at the scene in front of him he felt as if he were in another world.

"You slept so soundly that you managed to sleep for a whole day and night."

Hall next to him yawned and complained.

"Thank you." Thirteen said in a deep voice.

He knew that if Hall had not been by his side, he would have been attacked by the slaves around him.

Although that was not enough to hurt him, it would disturb the last beautiful dream of his life and prevent him from seeing His Highness.

"It doesn't matter, one life for another." Hall said lightly.

Tapping.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps.

Benson appeared outside the cell.

"It seems that you have made the wrong decision!" Looking at the still overcrowded cell, Benson sighed deeply.

"Your opponent is the man-eating demonic lion, Oulu. The main reason it has been able to wreak havoc in the wilderness for so many years is because it possesses a hard coat that is impervious to swords, water, and fire."

"Even if you possess divine power, without a sharp magical weapon, you will never be able to defeat it. This means that your fate will be nothing more than a pile of rotten meat in the lion's belly."

"Kill, kill all these useless people, and you will get weapons and a bright future!"

"You're only twenty-one years old this year. You've been stuck in a dungeon since you were born, never seeing the sun. You're dying like this without ever having tasted delicious food or a woman. Are you really willing to do that?"

Benson tried to tempt him, he really didn't want to see the slave he had trained with so much effort die like this.

After hearing his words, the slaves in the dungeon shrank into the corner in fear.

Because if you ask yourself, if they were butchers, they would have started killing people long ago.

"I will never kill any innocent person again."

"Death is not scary to me. Only when you lose your faith will you lose everything."

However, Thirteen just stood up slowly and looked at the man outside the cell calmly.

".You are so stubborn. In that case, you will go out to feed the lions with empty hands!" Benson cursed.

However, the dull eyes of the slaves around them gradually began to light up.

In the arena, the midday sun was high in the sky, and the sand was scorched by the scorching sun.

The circular audience seats were still packed with people, with no empty seats left, and even several people squeezed into one seat.

Under everyone's gaze, Thirteen stood on the sand again.

But this time he was not greeted with cheers, but
"Butcher, you wimp, go to hell!"

"Go to hell, die, die!"

"Hehe, I really have to thank you. Without you, how could Master Simon be willing to bleed so much?"

Unlike yesterday's cheers, the audience mostly cursed him, and many even shouted for him to die immediately.

The reason is very simple. Yesterday, most of the audience bet on the butcher to win, but after experiencing yesterday's farce, people changed their bets to the man-eating lion.

"Humph, something that is not presentable."

Looking at Thirteen coming empty-handed below, Simon on the top platform said with a gloomy expression.

Now the majority of people have switched to the Man-Eating Lion to win, which means he will have to pay a huge price.

But this is unavoidable. In order to compensate for yesterday's farce and to protect the reputation of the arena, this must be paid.

As the wise man Franken said - reputation has a price.

As long as the reputation of the Colosseum remains, it will be a hen that lays golden eggs, and it will be worth it even if he loses a lot of money for it.

Tapping.

Accompanied by the sound of heavy footsteps, a giant beast squeezed out of the opposite passage.

It was a giant lion with a shoulder height of more than three meters and a body so huge that it was suffocating.

Its fur is dark brown, its sideburns burn like flames, and its golden lion eyes flash with bloodthirsty desire.

Above its head, there is a line of dark blue text - Eury, which is the name given to it by the world.

"Roar!" The giant lion let out a low roar. Although it was not loud, it still made people's scalps numb.

After walking out of the narrow passage, the giant lion did not focus its gaze on Thirteen in front of it, but looked at the crowds of people in all directions, and was so excited that thick saliva flowed from its mouth.

So much food!
Swish!
The next moment, the giant lion disappeared from its original position and turned into a shadow, pouncing towards the people in the audience above.

Clang clang!
At the critical moment, five or six blood-red spears suddenly rose from the sand and blocked its attack.

"You beast, the only people you can eat are those on the sand!"

On the high platform, Simon shouted at the giant lion, and a torrent of blood-red magic burst out from his body like a tide. He knew the wisdom of the titled monster and could already understand his words.

"Roar!" The giant lion roared, then walked back unwillingly.

The beast's instinct told him that the human was very strong and was not someone it could defeat.

"It's so scary." Several people in the audience who were attacked by the giant lion had already wet their pants and their faces were filled with fear.

On the sand, Thirteen had clenched his fists and was ready for battle.

Although he had decided to die, he wanted to die as a warrior in battle and would never surrender.

Roar!
The giant lion let out a thunderous roar, and its majestic body pounced towards Thirteen at high speed like a hurricane.

Thirteen also swung his fists like hammers without fear.

Spark Hall.

"It's quite difficult to fall asleep if you don't have the habit of taking a nap." Xia Mingyu stretched and came here.

Because he was very curious about what was written in the envelope that Thirteen left for him, he came here immediately at noon.

With a thought, the envelope placed at the angle between the obsidian prism and the lampstand flew into his hand.

With a click, after tearing open the envelope, the white paper covered with crooked handwriting was revealed.

At first, Xia Mingyu smiled because of the funny handwriting on the paper, but soon after he saw the content of the letter, he could no longer laugh and his expression quickly became solemn.

The content of the letter is:

"Your Highness, by the time you see this letter, I will probably be dead."

"Please don't be sad for me. Meeting you and Tamerlan is the greatest happiness in my life."

"Before I met you, although I was still alive, I was already a walking corpse, no different from a dead person."

"I still remember the feeling of killing my companions with my own hands just to survive when I was six years old. The blood flowed through my fingertips. Since then, it has become my biggest nightmare."

"I think I've been dead since then, or living a life worse than death. Guilt torments me day after day, and I can only suppress the pain by fighting and self-harming."

"Until I met you, I understood what justice and fairness were, and I came alive again."

"It's a pity that I have to die again, but this time I die because I refuse to kill, so I am satisfied and have no regrets."

"My only regret is that I have yet to repay your kindness, Your Highness. If there is an afterlife, I hope I can become your attendant and join you in the pursuit of justice and the eradication of all evil."

Sinner, thirteen left.

"Damn it. Can't this guy just say it directly?"

Xia Mingyu crumpled the envelope in his hand, his brows furrowed, veins bulging on his forehead.

He called out to the whole world, and only two people came. If only one of them died now, how could he realize his ideal of making everyone live like human beings?

"A single spark can start a prairie fire!" Xia Mingyu clenched his fist and raised his arm forward with the back of his hand facing up.

The next moment, a dying torch on the twelve obsidian prisms came in front of Xia Mingyu.

Scenes flashed across the torch.

The man rushed towards the giant lion and fought with each other. The giant lion's fur was harder than steel. After a long fight, the man was pinned to the ground by the giant lion's claws, and the man dug open his belly and ate his internal organs.
"Beast!" Xia Mingyu's eyes turned red after seeing this scene.

"Starfire, bring his consciousness here!"

The next moment, the torches went out, and Thirteen's body fell on the bronze floor of the hall. At this moment, his body was in a horrible state.

"This is the underworld." He murmured unconsciously.

"Ming, your uncle! You are my companion, and I am counting on you to join me in cleaning up this world full of villains. I will not let you die like this!" Xia Mingyu said with gritting his teeth.

At this point, there is only one way to save him with a chance of success.

Xia Mingyu quickly took off his coat and covered Thirteen's body with it, then he said loudly:
"How can I say that I have no clothes, but I share the same robe with you?"

"When the king raises his army, I will sharpen my spears and halberds."

"I share the same hatred with you!"

This is Xia Mingyu's only solution at the moment. As long as Thirteen can awaken a gift that can heal injuries and bring the dead back to life, then there is still hope!

As soon as he finished speaking, the clothes turned into a point of light and merged into Thirteen's body.

A stream of information flowed into the minds of the two people.

Thirteen Nirvanas: Your first thirteen deaths will bring about a new life, and the new you will become stronger and gain a gift.

Immediately afterwards, the man's disemboweled body began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"You are such a lucky guy!" Xia Mingyu exclaimed after coming back to his senses.

"The great hero Hercules underwent twelve trials to cleanse his sins, and Spartacus rose up as a slave to resist injustice. I combine their names and give them to you. From now on, you will be called..."

(End of this chapter)