The violent vibrations that occurred continuously made the audience in the arena more and more flustered, and they could no longer be forced to calm down.
They stood up from their seats and rushed to the door to try to leave this dangerous place.
I was originally afraid of leaving by force and would be killed by the gatekeeper, so I stayed in place as required.
Although the surface is compliant, the heart is full of resistance.
But at this moment, he couldn't sit still anymore, and he roared to leave.
The audience has a feeling that they must escape from the arena anyway, otherwise they will regret it.
The gatekeepers can kill ten or eight, but certainly not all the audience.
They did not have the power to fend off, and attacked the gatekeeper together. Who can stop them?
These viewers did not know that their destiny was destined and it was absolutely impossible to leave alive.
"Stop the door for me, can't let go!"
The managers of the arena, who issued orders fiercely, did not care about the life and death of these audiences.
With the order issued, the gate of the arena was firmly locked, and ordinary audiences could not leave unless they gave birth to wings.
Audiences who had nowhere to escape, let out a desperate wailing, scolding their throats and yelling.
But there is no use, only greeted with indifferent eyes and cold blades.
The monks had torn off their masks completely and started slaughtering the audience, as if the tigers had rushed into the flock.
But in a blink of an eye, the huge audience, already bloodshed.
The blood flowed down the drain of the auditorium, continuously flowing into the center of the arena, and then into the hidden drain.
The duels of the arena, cameo to become corpses, they put the body into the car, and then sent to the internal abandoned pit.
It was a deep black hole, and the bottom could not be seen at all, exuding a cold breath.
Although it looks terrible, but on ordinary days, there is no abnormality here.
But today is different, from the deep caves, there is constantly a light red mist floating out.
The mist, with a **** smell, kept drifting around, and then was inhaled by the caretaker beside the abandoned pit.
In a very short time, their eyes became blood red, and red hair began to grow on their bodies.
The nails grew wildly, becoming thick and long, like a sharp and curved dagger.
Bone spurs penetrate the skin at the joints and back of the body, causing these guarding bodies to quickly deform.
They bowed their bodies and stared at their bright red eyes, looking around like a hungry wolf.
Seeing the traces of humans, these guards immediately rushed forward and launched the attack without hesitation.
The corpse transporters who carried the corpses were so scared that they left the car and avoided the attacks of these red-haired monsters.
The beheaded duel and the corpse of the audience were thrown into the aisle and ignored.
The red mist spread out and enveloped these bodies, burrowing into the body like bugs
It didn't take long for the body to open its eyes and struggle to get up.
Like the guards, these suddenly resurrected bodies quickly grew red hair on their bodies.
Like wild animals, they screamed hoarsely, and their nails and bone spurs grew wildly.
The biggest change is the mouth, which protrudes forward like a beast, and has fangs and teeth.
The light red liquid kept flowing out of their mouths as if they were diluted blood.
"Roar!"
With a roar, these monsters rushed out and attacked any living targets.
The earth trembles more and more fiercely, and the red mist is like a boiling pot, continually gushing out.
A weird voice came from deep inside the cave, as if something was climbing.
At the same time, there were also bursts of roar, which came out from the underground, with indescribable mania and anger.
In the diffuse red mist, countless red-haired monsters crawled out from the bottom of the abandoned pit.
These grisly red-haired monsters are the bodies of duelists thrown into the abandoned pits. Most of them are incomplete, and many of them are stitched together with broken arms.
The red-haired monster rushed towards the outside like a tide, causing greater confusion.
The monks who were chasing the audience were all taken aback and quickly resisted the impact of the red-haired monster.
The same is true of duelists, wielding weapons to protect their own safety.
But not long after, they discovered the anomaly.
It turned out that the appearance of some monsters seemed familiar, making people feel very strange.
"Huh, isn't this myself?"
A duel suddenly shouted, his tone full of surprise.
Hearing this sentence, the duelists suddenly realized that they finally realized something was wrong.
It turned out that the appearance of these monsters was exactly the same as their own. The difference was that the other party looked more terrible.
The most frightening thing is that there are more than one monster resembling one's own appearance, but in groups.
As many times as there were dead bodies in the arena, there are now many corpses, but now they are all monsters.
Having figured this out, the duelists were both angry and frightened, but it was unexpected that such a thing would happen.
In this arena, they fought desperately with other duelists and died time and time again.
But today, they have to fight against their bodies, and there are more than one.
Looking at the dead and miserable corpse, the duelists could not describe the feeling in their hearts.
As the monsters continue to flow out, the arena has become a mess, and the spectators in the stands are running towards the center of the arena.
For them, the spacious and huge arena should be able to dodge monsters more easily.
They jumped from the stands and ran hard towards the center of the arena, fearing that the speed would be too slow to be caught by the monster.
In the central area of the arena, a group of panicked duels stand, looking around with their eyes in horror and doubt.
The crowds flocked to make them feel uneasy, but they had no ability to stop them.
Not at this moment, the earth shook violently again, far more intensely than before.
The flat arena has cracks and it continues to expand and tear.
In this crack, the flashing red light seemed to be a flame burning underground.
"Boom!"
The cracks continued to expand while sinking rapidly, and the ground was torn apart.
The audience fell into the crack and kept screaming, but it was of no use at all.
Along the edge of the death arena, the entire ground collapsed and fell, and only a central area survived.
Like a pillar of Optimus, standing alone in the abyss, surrounded by a cliff-like grandstand.
The duelists got together and looked at the collapsed scene and became overwhelmed.
But in an instant, the audience fell into the collapsed abyss. When the probe looked down, they could only see the flaming red magma.
But if you look closely, you will find a weird bronze jar floating in the magma.
Inside each jar, there is a unkempt figure, which is constantly screaming wildly.
Those senior duels immediately recognized the origin of these jars, which was the means used by the Death Arena to deal with the enemy.
After cutting off the hands and feet, put in a bronze jar filled with special medicine to force the other party to die.
What makes people wonder is why these prisoners appear in the magma, and the state is obviously not right?
Feeling that resentment, everyone agreed that [August 1 Chinese website www.x81zw.me] realized that the real trouble had come to his head.