Chapter 185

Chapter 185: Gladiator Angna

"Praise the Giant God’s angels!"

"They brought liberation to us, the lowly, and led us to true belief!"

A tall, strong woman with dark skin knelt partially in the cabin, paying respects to the senior Purity Officer Sylvia and the Chosen Warriors from the First Paratroopers behind her.

She was not the only one thanking these "demigod warriors."

Behind her, hundreds of strong-bodied men and women, wielding various weapons but wearing revealing clothes, also knelt, expressing gratitude to the "demigods."

From the men’s shorts with muscular chest armor and full helmets, and the women’s bikini-style armor, it was clear they were all gladiators!

"No need to be so polite."

The fierce expression Sylvia had when killing the lower noble from the Trinitum Clan vanished, replaced by a warm smile.

For those who truly converted to the Giant God, whether Chosen Warriors or Purity Officers, necessary protection and salvation would be given.

"Since we all believe in the Giant God, the Holy Light from the Sun will shine upon every warrior who believes in it."

"We are all brothers and sisters now!"

"May I ask, what is the name of this new sister?"

The leading gladiator was taken aback, lowered her head, and tears welled in her eyes.

Since becoming a slave and wearing shackles, no one had spoken to her so kindly.

The lofty Trinitum Clan scorned her dark, lowly skin, mocked her wounds, and even ridiculed her victories in the arena.

Other slaves, upon seeing her, felt only sincere hatred for the "butchers."

"I don’t want to slaughter!"

"But…"

Terrifying magic had engraved itself upon her mind, ensuring that if she thought of giving up killing or betraying her master, she experienced unbearable pain.

This powerful female gladiator had been unable to sleep for years.

Only in the arena battles did she find a sliver of peace.

Angna still remembered the elder she killed, recalled her ferocity like a wild beast, and remembered the relief on the elder’s face when Angna severed that head.

Sooner or later, she would end up like her predecessor, foaming at the mouth like a mad dog, meeting a disgraceful discarded end in the arena.

But that was also a form of liberation.

The noble Trinitum Clan would cheer loudly for the gladiator who executed her and held up her head.

She and all gladiators of the Triton Empire were abandoned by all gods.

Until these "angels" appeared!

Before her unsightly discarded state, she finally found a spiritual refuge.

She bit back tears of gratitude and said, "My name is Angna."

Sylvia smiled and nodded.

"Good name."

"Now, Sister Angna, please step forward."

The Purity Officer extended her jade hand and gently stroked the top of the gladiator Angna’s head.

"Buzz—!"

Holy Light from the Sun burst forth from her palm, penetrating into Angna’s skull.

"I saw that this sister had a kind heart, but she had been forced into slaughter by unjust people using despicable methods!"

"From now on, you are free!"

As Sylvia withdrew her shining hand from Angna,

"Uh… cough cough…"

A trickle of blood flowed from Angna’s lips.

Yet she felt neither fear nor pain; all she felt was the joy of being reborn!

"The magic that had been engraved in my mind was…"

"Erased, eliminated?!"

"This cursed magic could not be cured even by deities, yet it was healed so easily by the Holy Light from the Sun?!"

"This…"

Tears of joy surged from Angna’s eyes.

She fell to her knees, crying and loudly declaring her firm oath.

"I! Gladiator Angna, from this day forth, will give kindness and love to all, only to slay for the Giant God!"

"Great is the Giant God!"

The gladiators behind Angna also knelt down.

They trembled, waiting for Sylvia and the Chosen Warriors to come to them, one by one removing the curses from their souls.

"Great is the Giant God!"

…

Just as the praises from the gladiators and ship slaves rose and fell…

"Thud… thud… thud…"

"Boom—!"

The hull began to tremble slightly.

"Thud… thud… thud…"

The sound of iron boots echoed on the battleship.

"Purity Officer, you should come see this."

A towering Chosen Warrior, over two meters tall and as sturdy as a giant, approached; a white helmet adorned with a crown covered his face, hiding his expression.

However, the red light shining from the visor of his helmet suggested he brought bad news.

"What’s wrong, Dekhaka war leader?"

Dekhaka was now the war leader of the "First Paratroopers," and his white helmet with a crown was a unique symbol of "Champion" and "Officer."

Not to mention, his helmet also had a "tail" decoration that showed he was the "war leader."

"The thing is…"

Dekhaka tilted his head, signaling for a private talk.

"No!"

Sylvia, the Purity Officer, shook her head. "We’re all brothers and sisters, so speak right here."

"Alright."

Dekhaka pointed behind him.

"We have a tail."

Sylvia frowned and asked, "How many ships?"

The answer she received was a single raised finger.

"What?"

"Only one ship?"

"Uh…"

She frowned slightly.

This was too strange; even if the enemy was foolish, they wouldn’t send just one battleship to chase them.

Even if it was only an armed merchant ship.

Then, the female gladiator Angna spoke.

"Great Giant God’s angel!"

"Can you see the paint of that battleship?"

Dekhaka rubbed the chin of his helmet, thinking back.

"I’m not an angel of the Giant God."

"I’m just a humble servant."

"As for the battleship’s paint…"

Sylvia and the others had seized an armed merchant ship, but it was very fancy.

It not only had strong weapons but also moved as fast and agile as a small battleship.

"It seemed to have light red and white paint, and it looked like it had a ‘rising sun’ pattern?"

"Oh right, there was also a pattern like ‘clouds.’"

This description made the gladiators think of someone.

Angna’s eyes lit up.

"I know who it is!"

"That is the command ship of Kongyu Yangying!"

"He cares a lot about warrior honor and doesn’t let others touch his prey."

"He might have brought many ships, but most stay far behind."

"And Kongyu Yangying charges ahead in his command ship, wanting a warrior-like duel!"

This news made Sylvia chuckle.

"Hehe, a warrior-like duel?"

"Then I’ll give it to him!"

"Dekhaka, pick a few elite brothers; technical officer, check for small boats on the ship."

"We’re going to give him a surprise!"