The stands in the arena have become a huge iron cage, with steel structures constantly derived from all directions, wrapped around the entire huge cage, layer by layer of steel bars rolling like thorny walls.

As people from other parts of the arena were driven into the cage by steel bars, the already narrow space of the stands became even narrower. Some weak spectators were pressed against the thorn wall, and twisted metal thorns pierced their bodies. As the crowd was crowded, they rubbed back and forth in the flesh and blood. In a short while, more than a dozen people were hung to death on the wall.

Only the big guys at the top of the stands can remain calm, silent one by one, with an unpredictable look, and even look at Chen Ang with some pride and rudeness.

Chen Ang knew that the forces they controlled were gathering all their strength, and I am afraid these people were still doing it in their minds, how should they torture their dreams after the power to protect them arrived?

They have been away from fear and nightmare for too long. What Chen Ang has to do is to remind them of it again.

On the wide stage, more than a dozen mutant beasts guarded Chen Ang like loyal dogs, and the teenagers hanging from the ceiling and locked in the gladiator cage had already been released. They squeezed into a ball and hid at the end of the stage like chicks.

The daring man and the punishment stood calmly beside Chen Ang, like the bystander of this game.

"The purpose of this game is very simple. I need some people to die miserably, very miserable, the most miserable, and tragic to seduce some things hidden in the dark side of the world, and then kill them all to save the world!"

"I have already talked to the two judges about the specific situation. They are very supportive of using the flesh and blood of you, the flesh of your residue, to save the world, and are willing to contribute to the world. Our responsibility is to kill you, and your responsibility is to use your life to make some contributions to the world."

"This is the overall situation, we must put the overall situation first!"

Before Chen Ang finished speaking, all kinds of dirty words were faintly heard in the stands. Everyone's voice was very low, but there was a buzzing sound when they were connected. Chen Ang looked around and asked softly: "Do you agree with this statement?"

No one dared to look at him wherever he looked, and Chen Ang smiled: "Very good, frankness is the first step between us. We have completed this step very well. This is a successful exchange. I apologize to you here. Torturing you is not my hobby, but sometimes for the sake of the overall situation, it is inevitable that some sacrifices are needed. Please understand."

Chen Ang bowed to them: "Please die a little more miserable in order to save this world."

Feeling the filthy surroundings and the fiery malicious intentions of the people in the stands, Chen Ang smiled, but the heat was not enough now. Compared with the huge 'nutrition' needed by the infected people and the nutrients squeezed out by the 'crops' in front of him, Chen Ang couldn't help but sigh: "It's far from enough!"

"Your hatred and your pain are not strong enough!"

After rubbing Tianying's acupoint tiredly, Chen Ang pointed his index finger casually, and the two mutant beasts squatting beside him immediately rushed into the crowd. The thorns separated a hole for them, and the crowd retreated desperately with a sound of rushing back and avoiding them.

More victims were squeezed and hung on the thorn wall, pushed by the crowd, feeling the pain of the tiny thorns running around in their bodies, just like stirring them with hemp ropes.

So someone rushed in the opposite direction, allowing the mutant beast to easily pick out a poor insect, take it away, and put it in front of Chen Ang.

The man looked left and right, his eyes full of madness and despair. Chen Ang patted his shoulder: "Don't worry, it's a good thing. It won't torture you."

Chen Ang smiled and pointed to the stands and asked him: "The question is very simple. You find someone you know among them and tell me his weaknesses, okay? What he cherishes, his dreams, what he fears... As the clown said before, is it a tragedy to destroy a person's beautiful things to him, right?"

This question is terrible, it’s so disgusting to the gods. As soon as I asked, someone in the crowd shouted and scolded wildly.

"Adam, you are raised by your cousin, Fake, Fake! Aren't you a superhero? You are fucking threatening us with your family..."

"Superhero?" Chen Ang was stunned, then shook his head firmly: "It's a pity that I'm not. I'm just an ordinary person who likes this world. There are many people who like this world as much as I do. Are you caring about your family?"

"Please sacrifice your life for the overall situation, okay?"

"Fake!" The man almost madly hit the thorns, letting his fist be scratched to the point of blood. It was obvious that the bones were covered with white bones. He just roared: "You have the ability to kill me! Kill me!"

"You are very excited..." Chen Ang sighed, and he turned around and asked the man lying in front of him: "Do you know where his family is? Tell me!"

The man in the crowd wailed in despair, and his voice almost tore his throat: "Arthur, don't listen to his Arthur! Please! Don't listen to that cousin!...Adam, kill me..."

Arthur was almost scared by Chen Ang. He was trembling and was so scared that he could hardly speak.

Chen Ang said to him very gentlely: "Don't be anxious, look at me, it's just a few words. Do you have a dream? It's not realized yet, what a pity! Tell me, it's just a matter of just one sentence... OK... Is Bell Street right? Thank you!"

"Chen Ang patted his face, and after Arthur breathed a sigh of relief, he re-wrapped the clean strip of cloth and then punched him in the face.

Arthur's face was flattened, and one eyeball fell from his socket. He struggled on the ground in pain. Chen Ang hit his chest with another punch, and internal organs and black blood clots sprayed out of his mouth. He struggled in pain for a while and then died.

"He has already said it!" Someone in the crowd questioned desperately.

"So I gave him a reward!" Chen Ang spread his hands in confusion and asked, "Do you want to torture him again? You are so cruel! I promise to give him a happy one!"

"What's the difference between that and the dead?" Robert asked down through the microphone in the box.

He pointed to the corpses hanging on the thorns.

"The difference is that I will not pursue what he cherishes!" Chen Ang said calmly: "Today I must find out the infected person. If the offerings are not enough, they will start with your family, lover, and children... Believe me, if the process is not going well, it will be a huge number. I don't want it... so please be sure to die very miserable!"

Chen Ang drew a circle at the corpses hanging on the thorns: "From them!"

The blood and cruelty in his words made everyone shudder, and Chen Ang was still sighing: "It's a pity to kill the clown so early! He is a talent... When I think of the huge number, I regret it!"

Then he turned around and returned to the center of the stage. At this time, the strips of his hands wrapped around him were dyed red, and his fists even dripped blood down. He rubbed his fingers. Chen Ang searched the crowd for a moment and finally found the man he had spoken before.

"Arthur said your name is ****, right?" Chen Ang looked at everyone, his tone was not very high, even a little low, and he said straightforwardly: "Your family is very good now, but I will definitely send you all to reunite and participate in this game together. People are alive! The most important thing is to be happy! Happy means that the whole family is together, even if they go to hell together, they are still happy!"

"I hope your whole family is happy!"

Chen Ang's calm tone and his painful wail formed a sharp contrast on the court, just like a gradually blurred black and white flower roll, confusing the black and white, turning yellow and simply.

"What about the tragedy? It means to destroy what others cherish and show them!"

"What about pain? It means to repeatedly let them experience the tragedy!"

"Where is despair? It is when the tragedy comes, but you are not unavoidable!"

"Today I bring tragedy, pain and despair to you not only to torture you, but to be able to receive redemption in the process. Apocalypse, Ancient Snake, Adam, Trinity, Amen!"

"May Apocalypse bless you..."

(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!