The continuous violent vibrations made the audience in the arena more and more panicked, and they could no longer pretend to be calm.
They stood up from their seats and rushed to the door, trying to get out of this dangerous place.
I was originally afraid that if I forced myself to leave, I would be killed by the gatekeepers, so I stayed where I was as required.
Although he appears obedient on the surface, he is full of resistance in his heart.
But at this moment, they could no longer sit still, and they all roared to leave.
The audience has a feeling that they must escape from the arena no matter what, otherwise they will regret it.
Those duelists watching the gates can kill ten or eight, but they certainly cannot kill all the spectators.
It's not like they are helpless and they attack the gatekeeper together. Who can stop him?
What these viewers don't know is that their fate has been sealed and it is absolutely impossible for them to leave alive.
"Seal the door, don't let anyone go!"
The managers of the arena issued orders viciously and did not care about the lives of these spectators at all.
As the order was issued, the door to the arena was locked tightly, and ordinary spectators could not leave unless they grew wings.
The audience, who had nowhere to escape, howled in despair and cursed loudly at the top of their lungs.
But it was of no use. All he received was cold eyes and cold blades.
The monks had completely torn off their masks and started slaughtering the audience like tigers charging into a herd of sheep.
But in the blink of an eye, the huge auditorium was filled with blood.
Blood continued to flow into the center of the arena along the drainage channels of the auditorium, and then entered the hidden drainage channels.
The duelists in the arena serve as corpse collectors. They load the corpses into cars and then send them to the corpse pit inside.
It was a deep black hole, the bottom of which could not be seen at all, and exuded a cold atmosphere.
Although it looks very scary, on ordinary days, there is nothing unusual here.
But today is different. From the deep cave, light red mist is constantly floating out.
The mist, carrying the smell of blood, floated around, and was then inhaled by the watchers next to the corpse pit.
In just a short period of time, their eyes turned blood red and red hair began to grow on their bodies.
The nails grew crazily, becoming thick and long, like sharp and curved daggers.
Bone spurs penetrated the skin on the joints and back of the body, rapidly deforming the bodies of these guards.
They were hunched over, staring with bright red eyes, looking around like hungry wolves.
Seeing traces of humans, these guards immediately rushed forward and attacked without hesitation.
The corpse collection team members who were transporting the corpses were so frightened that they dropped their cars to avoid the attacks of these red-haired monsters.
The corpses of the slain duelists and the spectators were left in the aisles unnoticed.
The red mist spread and enveloped these corpses, burrowing into their bodies like insects.
Not long after, the corpse opened its eyes and struggled to get up.
Just like the watchers, these suddenly resurrected corpses quickly grew red hair on their bodies.
They were like wild beasts, roaring 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 sharp teeth.
Light red liquid continued to flow from their mouths, like diluted blood.
"Roar!"
With a roar, these monsters rushed outside, attacking any living target.
The earth trembled more and more fiercely, and the red mist kept spewing out like a boiling pot.
A strange sound came from the depths of the cave, as if something was climbing.
At the same time, there were bursts of roars coming from the ground, with indescribable mania and anger.
In the diffuse 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 who were thrown into the corpse pit. Most of them were mutilated, and many were made up of broken limbs and arms.
The red-haired monster surged outside like a tide, causing even greater panic.
The monks who were chasing the audience were all shocked and quickly resisted the impact of the red-haired monster.
The duellists did the same, waving their weapons to protect their own safety.
But it didn't take long before they discovered something unusual.
It turns out that some monsters look familiar and feel extremely weird.
"Hey, isn't this me?"
A duelist suddenly shouted, his tone full of surprise.
After hearing these words, the duelists suddenly realized that something was wrong.
It turned out that the appearance and body shape of these monsters were exactly the same as mine. The difference was that the other monsters looked more ferocious.
The most frightening thing is that there are more than one monster that looks similar to himself, but there are groups of them.
There will be as many corpses as you have died in the arena, but now they have all turned into monsters.
After thinking about this, the duelists were angry and frightened. They did not expect that such a thing would happen.
In this arena, they fought desperately with other duelists and died again and again.
But today, they have to fight with their own corpses, and there are more than one.
Looking at the miserable corpses, the duelists could not describe their feelings. They did not expect that their own deaths would be so ugly.
As monsters continued to pour out, the arena became a mess, and the spectators in the stands ran towards the center of the arena.
For them, the spacious and huge arena should make it easier to dodge monsters.
They jumped from the stands and ran as fast as they could toward the center of the arena, fearing that they would be caught up by the monster if they were too slow.
In the central area of the arena, a group of panicked duelists stood, looking around with frightened and confused eyes.
The crowds of spectators made them feel uneasy, but they had no ability to stop it.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the earth shook violently again, far more violently than before.
On the flat playing field, cracks appeared, and they continued to expand and tear.
In this crack, the red light flashes, as if there is a fire burning underground.
"Boom!"
The cracks continued to expand, and at the same time it sank rapidly, and the earth became fragmented.
The audience fell into the cracks and kept screaming, but it was of no use at all.
Along the edge of the Death Arena, the entire ground collapsed and fell, with only an area in the center surviving.
Like a pillar holding the sky, it stands alone in the abyss, surrounded by a ring of cliff-like stands.
The duelists gathered together and looked at the scene of the sky falling and the earth falling, and they became overwhelmed.
But in an instant, the audience all fell into the collapsed abyss. When they looked down, they could only see the surging red magma.
But if you look carefully, you will find strange bronze jars floating in the magma.
Inside each jar, there is an unkempt figure, who is making crazy roars.
Those experienced duelists immediately recognized the origin of these jars, which were the means used to deal with enemies in the Death Arena.
After cutting off the hands and feet, a bronze jar containing a special liquid was put in, forcing the opponent to live a life worse than death.
What is puzzling is why these tortured people appeared in the magma, and their condition was obviously not right?
Feeling the overwhelming resentment, everyone realized that real trouble had arrived.
