I Have a City in a Different World

The continuous violent vibrations made the audience in the arena even more flustered, and they could no longer pretend to be calm.

They got up from their seats and rushed to the door, trying to get out of the dangerous place.

Originally, he was afraid that he would be killed by the gatekeeper if he left by force, so he stayed in place as required.

Although he was obedient on the surface, his heart was full of resistance.

But at this moment, they couldn't sit still any longer, and they all roared to leave.

The audience had a feeling that they had to flee the arena no matter what, or they would regret it.

The duelists who guarded the gates could kill ten or eight, but they certainly couldn't kill the entire audience.

They are not helpless, and they attack the gatekeeper together. Who can stop them?

However, these audiences do not know that their fate has been doomed and it is absolutely impossible to leave alive.

"Seal the door for me, you can't let one go!"

The manager of the arena gave orders viciously and didn't care about the lives of these spectators.

As the order was issued, the gate of the arena was firmly locked, and ordinary spectators could not leave at all unless they gave birth to wings.

The audience, who had nowhere to escape, let out a desperate wailing, and shouted loudly with their throats pulled.

But it was of no use, only indifferent eyes and icy blades were greeted.

The monks had completely torn off their masks and began to slaughter the audience, like tigers rushing into the flock.

But in the blink of an eye, the huge audience was already bloodied.

The blood continued to flow into the center of the arena along the drainage channel of the auditorium, and then into the hidden drainage channel.

The duelists in the arena, cameo as the corpse collectors, they loaded the corpses into the car, and then sent them to the internal corpse pit.

It was a deep black hole, and the bottom could not be seen at all, exuding a gloomy and cold aura.

Although it looks very scary, on ordinary days, there is nothing abnormal here at all.

But today was different. From the deep cave, there was a constant stream of reddish mist wafting out.

The fog smelled of blood, wafting towards the surroundings, and then inhaled by the guards beside the corpse pit.

In a very short time, their eyes became blood red, and red hair began to grow on their bodies.

The nails grew wildly, thick and long, like sharp and curved daggers.

The body's joints and back, with bone spurs penetrating the skin, rapidly deform the body of these guards.

They bowed their bodies, stared bright red eyes, and looked around like hungry wolves.

Seeing the traces of humans, these guards rushed forward immediately and launched an attack without hesitation.

The corpse collectors who transported the corpses dropped their cars in fright to avoid the attacks of these red-haired monsters.

The beheaded duelists, along with the corpses of the audience, were thrown in the aisles unnoticed.

The red mist spread, covering these corpses, burrowing into the body like insects

It didn't take long,

The corpse opened its eyes and struggled to get up.

Just like those guards, these suddenly resurrected corpses quickly grew red hair on their bodies.

They roared hoarsely like beasts, and their nails and bone spurs grew wildly.

The biggest change is the mouth, which protrudes forward like a beast, and has fangs and sharp teeth.

Pale red liquid continued to flow out of their mouths, like diluted blood.

"Roar!"

With a roar, the monsters rushed outside, attacking any living target.

The earth trembled more and more intensely, and the red mist was like boiling a pot, constantly spewing out.

A strange sound came from the depths of the cave, as if something was constantly climbing.

At the same time, there were bursts of roars, which came out from the ground, with indescribable mania and anger.

In the pervading red mist, countless red-haired monsters crawled out from the bottom of the abandoned corpse pit.

These ferocious red-haired monsters are the corpses of duelists thrown into the corpse pit.

The red-haired monster rushed out like a tide, causing even greater panic.

The monks who were chasing the audience were all taken aback and quickly resisted the impact of the red-haired monster.

The duelists did the same, wielding weapons to protect their own safety.

But it didn't take long for them to discover the anomaly.

It turned out that the appearance of some monsters looked familiar, which made people feel extremely strange.

"Hey, isn't this me?"

A duelist shouted suddenly, his tone full of surprise.

Hearing this sentence, the duelists suddenly realized that something was wrong.

It turned out that the appearance and shape of these monsters were exactly the same as their own, the difference was that the other party looked more hideous.

The most frightening thing is that there are not only one monsters with similar appearances, but groups.

There are as many corpses as you die in the arena, but now they are all turned into monsters.

After figuring this out, the duelists were angry and frightened, but they didn't expect such a thing to happen.

In this arena, they fought desperately with other duelists, dying again and again.

But today, they have to fight with their own corpses, and there are more than one.

Looking at the tragically dead corpse, the duelists couldn't describe the feeling in their hearts. They didn't expect that their past death was so ugly.

As the monsters continued to pour out, the arena was already in a mess, and those spectators in the stands were running towards the center of the arena.

For them, the spacious and huge arena should be able to dodge monsters more easily.

They jumped off the stand and ran desperately towards the center of the arena, for fear that the speed would be too slow and the monster would catch up.

In the central area of ​​the arena, a group of panicked duelists stood, looking around with fearful and puzzled eyes.

The swarming audience made them feel uneasy, but there was no ability to stop it.

At this moment, the earth vibrated violently again, far more violently than before.

In the flat arena, cracks appeared one after another, and they continued to expand and tear.

In this crack, flashing red light, as if there is a fire burning underground.

"Boom!"

The fissures continued to widen and at the same time sink rapidly, and the earth became torn apart.

The audience fell into the cracks and screamed constantly, but it was of no use at all.

Along the edge of the death arena, the entire ground collapsed and fell, and only the central area survived.

Like a pillar of strength, standing alone in the abyss, surrounded by a cliff-like ring stand.

The duelists gathered together and became overwhelmed watching the scene of the sky falling to the ground.

But in an instant, the audience all fell into the collapsed abyss, and when the probe looked down, they could only see the surging red magma.

But if you look closely, you will find that there are strange bronze jars floating in the magma.

In each jar, there is a unkempt figure, who is constantly roaring frantically.

Those senior duelists immediately recognized the origin of these jars, which were the methods used by the Death Arena to deal with the enemy.

After cutting off the hands and feet, put it in a bronze jar containing a special medicinal liquid, forcing the opponent to live rather than die.

What people don't understand is why these tortured people appear in the magma, and the state is obviously wrong?

Feeling the resentment soaring to the sky, everyone realized that the real trouble had come to their heads.