I, the Demon King, Sign in the Abyss for a Hundred Years

Now the initial skills can make Wu Ming stay awake for a short time in the battle, and will not appear crazy during the battle.

"Good skill!"

Wu Ming sighed that many demons often go crazy in battle, not only will they lose control and may even be lost forever, becoming a beast.

This aspect is the cause of the devil itself.

The second is that as the demons continue to advance, the closer they are to the abyss consciousness.

The abyss consciousness will constantly stimulate the demons to fight and become stronger.

This situation will be better unless you reach the level of Children of the Abyss, and many intermediate and high-level demons will even be driven crazy by this sound!

Wu Ming felt the skill.

I found that I can manipulate myself to fight like a third party when the skills are turned on.

Not only can you see the opponent's movements clearly when fighting, but you can also clearly perceive your own state.

Feeling the wonder of the skills of "Heart of Slaughter", a smile appeared on the corner of Wu Ming's mouth.

With such skills now, Wu Ming can safely go to battle with confidence.

At the same time, he was also thinking about how to spend some soul coins here.

After all, if you want to get a foothold here, you can't do without enough money.

So Wu Ming walked out of the room, ready to go to the city to see if there were any good opportunities.

Of course, he came to the front desk of the pub before leaving.

After all, the bartender in a tavern is often the most informed.

No matter what kind of message it is.

"If you want to find a way to make money, you can choose to become a slave hunter and catch some slaves in exchange for money. The slave market over there collects a large number of slaves every day."

Wu Ming drank the local blood wine and shook his head. This kind of work was really unacceptable. Not only could it not improve his strength, but it was also easy to overturn.

In the abyss, a scrawny old lady might be a super witch from a higher plane who came to the abyss for shopping.

"In other words, you can go to the Colosseum to fight for your life, but there are some strong demons inside. Every time you defeat one, you will have a lot of soul coins into the account."

When Wu Ming heard it, his eyes lit up.

That's it, not only can fight to increase strength, but also soul coins can be earned, and it can speed up the speed of unlocking the magic sword.

Kill two birds with one stone.

As for the issue of strength, Wu Ming is confident that there is a magical weapon such as the Devil Sword, and no one can touch him.

After the decision, Wu Ming went out to the Colosseum.

When he went out, the succubus in the tavern looked at Wu Ming's back with some doubts.

"Strange, why did this demon seem to change in his temperament in the short time he went upstairs?"

##Chapter 4 The battle that shocked the audience!

Wu Ming came to the Colosseum in the Valley of Pain.

This is the most prosperous place in this area and the most well-known entertainment venue in the surrounding area.

He and the slave market cooperated with each other, one to provide qualified slaves, and the other to provide wonderful fights.

These two points combined together, let them make a lot of money!

As soon as he entered, Wu Ming heard the excited shouts of the audience and the roar of two demons fighting on stage.

"Wow!"

A red-skinned demon holding a battle axe in the Colosseum slashed his opponent's abdomen with an axe.

The audience on the stage became more excited when they saw it, and even many demons couldn't control themselves when they saw the blood.

The red-skinned demon saw that the effect was good, and raised his axe to signal to the stage.

"kill!"

"Hack him!"

"Let us see blood!"

Listening to the shouts of the audience, the red devil chopped off the opponent's head with an axe and threw it into the audience.

The audience suddenly boiled like water in a frying pan, and they all wanted to grab their heads.

From the other side, a poorly dressed demon jumped out, grabbed the hand of the red-skinned demon, and declared victory.

Shouted to the audience.

"Today's victory belongs to our Red Slayer! It has won 3 consecutive victories, and the prize money is as high as 1,000 soul coins!"

Then the **** looked down the stage.

"Is there anyone who wants to compete with our red slaughter? The winner will take away these 1,000 soul coins!"

It's a pity that the audience didn't buy it, they just watched for excitement.

Forget it for competition, after all, this red slayer is also a new gladiator who has recently risen to fame.

"I heard that this red slaughterer is about to advance, how can the newcomer dare to find him!"

"Yeah, those newcomers and demons are cowering, it's boring!"

In the audience, the weaker Demon Gladiators also knew that the strength gap was there, and they simply gave up the challenge.

When Wu Ming saw this, he went directly to the backstage and found the steward to express that he wanted to participate in the gladiatorial fight.

The other party took a look at Wu Ming and found that the other party was covered by an old cloak, and he couldn't see who it was at all.

But this does not affect the normal conduct of the duel, because here you only need to be able to fight, and there are not many rules for the devil.

"what's your name?"

The copycat took out a thick book and prepared to register Wu Ming.

"Call me...nameless."