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Chapter 402: The First Fight

Freya's white gloves slowly fell to the sand, and the band started playing again. Amid the sound of the orchestra and the beat of drums, the iron gates on both sides of the arena slowly rose up.

The first gladiator soon walked out from behind the door on the left side of the arena. He was over two meters tall, with red, swollen skin covered with strange and twisted tattoos.

There was no doubt that this was a captured Chaos Space Marine. As the announcer had said, he had been stripped of his armor and only had a rough linen cloth wrapped around his waist. Howard noticed that his body was riddled with holes, like a piece of worm-infested cheese.

These holes were not all caused by battle. As a Space Marine deeply corrupted by Chaos, part of his armor had melted into his flesh, so his armor and that part of his body structure were also gouged out. Although the Astartes' superhuman physique could seal the wound and stop the bleeding in a short time, the missing body still could not recover so quickly.

There are even some body parts that he may have made himself for the purpose of seeking excitement or performing certain rituals.

The Chaos Space Marine remained quite calm after entering the arena. He stood on the sand, looked around, and finally locked his eyes with Freya.

Then, he actually put his hand on his chest like a gladiator and knelt on one knee towards Freya:

"Greetings, great demon lord."

As Space Marines who betrayed the Empire, they were originally minions of Chaos and had no psychological burden in paying respects to demons.

Being captured by Freya is undoubtedly a shame for the Imperial Space Marines, but it may be an opportunity for these Chaos Space Marines.

The likes and dislikes of demons are always changeable. Although he has become a toy for Freya's amusement, if his performance really pleases this demon, perhaps when this demon is in a good mood, he will give him some blessings through his fingers?

But Freya ignored the Chaos Space Marine who saluted her, because according to the rules of the deathmatch, this Chaos Space Marine probably would not survive the last round.

It was not until the Chaos Space Marines finished their greeting to Freya that the gladiators from the other side, the Empire, slowly appeared. However, unlike the Chaos Space Marines who walked out, the Empire Space Marines were pushed out in prison carts.

This White Scars soldier had also been stripped of all his armor. Compared to the Chaos Space Marine's battered body, this Imperial Space Marine's body was much more normal. He did not have any graffiti or tattoos on his body, only two or three scars and bullet holes.

The Imperial Space Marine was chained to an iron cross, and to further weaken him, iron stakes were driven through his shoulders and thighs.

But even when he was being sent into the arena, he still did not give up resisting. He kept twisting and struggling, trying to tear off the things that bound him. As a result, his puncture wounds were repeatedly worn away, and blood flowed down the wheel hub, leaving two bloodstains on the ground.

After being pushed into the light, the Imperial Space Marine began to quickly observe the surrounding environment, and soon he locked his eyes on Freya in the VIP seat. Facing this unknown and powerful opponent, the Imperial Space Marine did not bother to hide his disgust and anger.

"Please me with your fighting and blood," said Freya.

Her voice was soft, but all the creatures in the arena heard it clearly. It was also the order to start the first gladiatorial fight.

The Chaos Space Marine was more familiar with the environment and in better condition. After receiving the order to begin, he immediately rushed to the weapon racks. Both sides were Space Marines who had undergone transformation. Without weapons, it would be difficult for two Space Marines to kill each other unless there was an overwhelming difference in strength.

The Chaos Space Marine took two battle axes from the weapon rack. These were the weapons he had been eyeing for a long time.

On the other side, as Freya gave the order, the chains binding the Imperial Space Marines were untied, but no one pulled out the iron stakes for him.

From a competitive perspective, this was undoubtedly unfair, but Freya never held this fight so that they could compete fairly.

After the chains were untied, the Imperial Space Marine knelt on one knee on the prison cart, but after just a few breaths, his strength began to recover. Then he stretched out his hands and bent the protruding iron stakes on his chest and thighs more than ninety degrees with his bare hands, and some of the bent parts even pierced his skin.

Although the Space Marine's physical fitness would not allow him to die from blood loss due to pulling out these two stakes, after being pierced into his body, these two stakes have actually become a part of the structure supporting his body. If they are pulled out directly, cavities will appear in his body, and the loss of combat effectiveness in a short period of time will be more serious.

Just as the Imperial Space Marine was dealing with his physical condition, the Chaos Space Marine had rushed to a place less than a hundred meters away from him. In order to inflict effective damage or eliminate the Imperial Space Marine before he could recover more strength, he threw the battle axe in his hand.

The throwing speed of this battle axe reached half the muzzle velocity of a small-caliber bullet. In just less than a second, the battle axe flew across the distance between the two sides and spun towards the head of the Imperial Space Marine who was still kneeling.

However, the sound of the flying axe gave the Imperial Space Marine a warning. Although this Imperial Space Marine did not have the ability to catch the flying axe with his bare hands, the alertness maintained by years of training allowed him to instinctively evade.

Just as the flying axe was about to hit him in the face, he turned his head to the side, and the axe, which was supposed to break his head, flew past his face, cut off half of his ear, and then nailed it to the iron cross behind him.

But this was only the first wave of attack. A few seconds later, the Chaos Space Marine rushed in front of the Imperial Space Marine, and his battle axe swung from bottom to top, aiming at the Imperial Space Marine's jaw.

But this time the Imperial Space Marine was fully prepared. He rolled outward to avoid the attack and at the same time pulled out the axe that was nailed into the Iron Cross. When the Chaos Space Marine's axe missed, he turned around and chopped at the Chaos Space Marine's back.

"Crack!"

The axe landed solidly on the Chaos Space Marine's back, but because it was not a power weapon, and because of the Space Marine's superhuman physical fitness and the Imperial Space Marine's hasty force, the axe only left a shallow cut on the Chaos Space Marine's back and did not cause any effective damage.

But the gap between the two sides has already become apparent from this brief confrontation. This is not a turn-based game where you attack and I defend, and then you defend and I attack. When the Chaos Space Marines, who had suffered a blow, were preparing to counterattack, the Imperial Space Marines began a new round of attacks.

He dropped the axe in his hand that had no power at all, and took a blow from the Chaos Space Marine on his shoulder. He then took this opportunity to close the distance between the two sides. At this time, the difference in physique between the two sides was more intuitively manifested. The Imperial Space Marine was almost a head taller than this Chaos Space Marine.

Then, the Imperial Space Marine grabbed the throat of the traitor in front of him, not giving him any chance to struggle. With only a crisp sound, the Chaos Space Marine's larynx was crushed by the Imperial Space Marine.

Even though his larynx was broken, the Chaos Space Marine still did not die. However, the Imperial Space Marine did not intend to give him a chance to recover. He picked up the axe on the ground and chopped it into the Chaos Space Marine's chest. Then he stepped on it and cut the traitor's heart in half.