In the blood splashed into the sky, hideous words echoed throughout the stands, and the cheers of the crowd fell, and they became looking at each other and became hesitant.

Haiyin, who was interspersed in the Royal Guards, was also stopped and stared at the huge arena.

"he……"

She hesitated, not knowing what to say until Lorian Witt's heavy voice came from her earplugs:

"He saw through the essence."

"This is the truth behind...Puniska."

"Cage program, stack body... These literal 'shackles' are far less useful than ideological confinement... This is why there have been almost no riots in the fight for hundreds of years... It's just that now it seems that the emergence of the concept of Valhalla has made the rule more stable... Yasen Crow, haha..."

"But he...is he challenging this system?"

"How is that possible?" Lorian Witt sneered, "No individual can challenge Puniska who has existed for hundreds of years... Maybe he was just angry by that idiot fool. And when I return to my body, I will not change anything."

"You..." Hai Yin wanted to refute something, but found that he had no reason.

With such a system...even if Blaze exposes everything to the sun, there will be no fluctuations...

Looking at the whispering stands, Haiyin unknowingly fell into deep thought. Knowing the size of Lorien Witt, she suddenly remembered her mission.

In the stands, Remington overturned the tray and wine bottle in front of him, and looked at the rushing waves in the holographic image.

"This bastard...what is he talking about?!"

What is pattern?

The popular explanation is that you stand higher, see farther, see through the overall situation, and directly hit the essence.

So what is the situation too small?

When you don’t stand that high, you only see a little scenery. If you don’t know the outside world, the pattern is naturally like a frog in a well.

And the shackles of thought are to keep you at the bottom of the well forever.

That's what the Super Colosseum is like.

The Toumi Chamber of Commerce created "glory".

Glory gives beasts a reason other than survival, and creates a more beautiful life-and-death battle.

Glory makes the audience excited and firmly believe that this is a standard for measuring beast fighting, and is excited that the beast they love is given the name of glory, so they pay for it.

Glory makes the slums believe that becoming a beast fight will be the way to a happy life, so there is never a shortage of sources for the beast fight, even if the premise is a criminal.

Glory is also a kind of shackle, which makes slaves stay in the flesh that imprisons them, and safely sacrifice their lives for these two seemingly heavy and covered with white bones, but in fact it is just a deliberate creation of nothingness and sheds blood.

And Turing has always scoffed at this.

"Shut up!!!!"

A strong white light burst out from Hope's body, and the mutation factor proliferated and strengthened, repairing his body. The second pair of bone wings that covered the sky and the sun were grown on his back, and a huge inner membrane with fine bones intertwined, which raised a strong wind to lift him up to the sky.

"Here, it's glory, killing the opponent, and welcoming victory, it's glory! Becoming a king's evil beast is glory! I will become a king's evil beast, I will... let my family, my friends, and the stable area where I once lived!!!! So, Blaze..."

His back was raised high, like he was hung in the air by huge wings. With the fierce white light, he welcomed another surging cluster of stubborn bacteria below, erupting from his mouth to illuminate the white impact of the zenith—

"Test me!!!!!!"

Located on the zenith, the white impact at an acute angle with the ground was like a burning laser that instantly crushed the huge cluster of bacteria erupting from Turing, crushing it inch by inch until the body finally exploded like a sun-like shining, shrinking, and shattering the light that blew up the sky-

boom--!!!!!!

The surface of the earth was rolling up like a huge wave, the ruins and forests were destroyed in an instant, the holographic images suddenly flashed, and the picture was lost on the spot!

The crowd boiled again, screamed and cheered. Remington's face re-smile-

When he was about to use the Royal Guards to enter the court and kill Blaze directly, Hope had already done this on his behalf.

very good……

Bang!

The moment when thought flashed, the door of the independent stand was suddenly opened, and a dark figure rushed in like the wind, and a sharp blade turned into an arm instantly crossed Remington's neck:

"The Lord of the Arena, Yasen Crow...where is it!!!!"

Under the mycelium's rolling face was Hai Yin's desperate and hideous face.

...

...

...

The white light soared into the sky, and the eyes were full of scorch.

Hope fanned the hurricane and slowly approached the ground, his body trembling constantly.

Below was a huge scorched mark, and Blaze's figure was no longer visible.

It died, I succeeded.

but……

Every word of the roar that came out under the hideous and twisted voice was engraved in his mind, and he couldn't help but begin to doubt all this-

People in Anding District long for fighting beasts and want to become fighting beasts, and he, as the most special one, was selected...

But the essence of all this...really...

Sizzle.

The strange noise made the pondering Hope suddenly shock, and instantly flapped his wings and hovered above the huge pit.

A strong tremor spread from the soles of the feet across the head, and a terrifying aura came from the feet-

Blaze, not dead?!

Smoke and dust splashed, gravel soared into the sky, a pile of huge wings of twisted chaos suddenly spread out and set off a whirlwind that was whistling wildly—

A beast completely wrapped in a twisted mycelium slowly supported its body. The dense rolling mycelium showed dark muscles and exoskeleton armor, twisting and deforming, condensed into a mixed posture, and exposed the second hole that appeared in his chest more than once.

The ring of the limit.

Bang.

With a light sound, the mycelium and the active flesh burst together, and the third hole penetrated through, and the mycelium on his body became violent again, and the more terrifying sense of oppression drifted away from all directions.

One big and two small, symmetrically evenly printed on his chest, and a roar that shook the earth and burst out with a fluid-like blood-colored light-

roar--!!!!!

Flashing wings, spirals, strong winds.

As Turing soared into the sky, a surging tornado was constructed under him and instantly reached the sky, sweeping Hope in on the spot!

In the scenery of flying sand and stones in front of him, Hope only saw a red and black shadow flashing in front of him, and a giant claw suddenly broke out in his sight-

His chest was pierced.

It was a mycelium rolling claw. The barbs were ferocious, the black mud rolled, and each mycelium was breathing in the scarlet light that flowed out of the extreme ring—

Puff!!!

The blood rain splattered, and Hope only felt a large piece of flesh and blood leaving him. A strong sense of powerlessness filled every cell. Then, the huge force that blocked all eyesight was pressed down on his head, slapped the blood-red giant wings and swooped down vertically below, falling like a meteorite in a strong wind that almost cuts its skin!

boom!!!!!

The huge pit was under the flat surface, and a large number of wounds burst out from Hope's body surface, and a large amount of blood was blown out like a fountain. In the explosion and reorganized mycelium, he saw a sharp claw rolling in front of his eyes with red light, and suddenly stopped:

"Say your last words."

He was silent.

For a moment, Hope didn't know what answer to do. If it were the past, he would be very regretful, very regretful, and very unwilling, but now...

He only felt confusion swallowing his brain.

"I……"

Puff!!!

The sharp blade penetrated his brain and completely destroyed the body.

"No--!!!!!!"

Several figures appeared on the destroyed earth, and one of the green insect-type beasts turned into a whirlwind and rushed towards him-

"Do you know what you did?!!"

"certainly."

Turing didn't look at the rear, but the tail was raised high, and the red mycelium suddenly condensed, and at the next moment it turned into an eight hundred-meter-long super giant blade and swept across it.

laugh.

Four huge beasts fell down like cutting wheat.

"you……?!"

"Hmm? Are you still alive?"
To be continued...