Large groups of ragged men, full of evil spirits, walked out of the castle house under the escort of large groups of heavily armed guards, and walked out of the corridor leading to the central arena like sewage spewing from a sewer.
The faces of some big men were distorted, and their eyes were filled with unconcealable horror.
But more big men raised their arms and cheered, and some were hysterical, roaring to the sky like wild beasts.
In a fight to the death, anyone can die.
But the vast majority of men who kill the fort with blood are not afraid of death. Some people with twisted minds are eager to participate in death battles every day, either killing others or being killed by others. In short, both are extremely refreshing things!
"Kill, kill, kill!" Some people shouted loudly, shaking their fists and stamping their feet.
"Cut off their heads and break their necks!" Dozens of men who were almost out of control actually formed a pile of arhats in the crowd.
"Cut open their bellies, and I will roast their hearts and eat them hot!" A group of big men with distorted faces, no trace of humanity on their bodies, and more of them filled with savage animalistic nature, shouted crazily.
Groups of big men quickly gathered together. Between the fort houses, people with grudges met each other. Hundreds of fights broke out in the crowd almost at the same time. Amidst the shrill screams, hundreds of people fell to the ground covered in blood, and then their necks were severely kicked. Their bodies were twitching, and their lives were passing rapidly.
The whips in the hands of the guards came in handy. Along with the harsh sound of breaking through the air, the whips struck these men hard on their bodies and faces, making them howl and roll around.
But among the men rolling around, there was still that extremely cruel and arrogant man who spotted his opponent, suddenly hugged the opponent's calf, opened his mouth and bit the opponent's lower abdomen fiercely.
Blood flowed wildly, screams continued, and the crowd was in chaos again.
Dozens of lifelike metal birds landed in the sky. The large iron box held by the bird's claws opened on all sides, and more armed guards rushed out, waving whips and sticks at the chaotic crowd. Just a bunch of random smashing.
There was a constant "crack" sound of bones breaking, and at least hundreds of big men were beaten to death by these brutal guards, with their skulls cracked and their brains splattered.
Chutian and his group were surrounded by hundreds of guards. Under the leadership of Duka, they walked out of the corridor step by step. Seeing the chaos in the battlefield outside, Chu Tian frowned: "Master Duka, if there are too many casualties, we will suffer!"
Duka waved his hand disapprovingly: "Then, open fifty more castles and increase the manpower of fifty castles."
Winking his eyes treacherously, Duka smiled at Chu Tian and said, "Anyway, no one has a real number of how many people are in each castle! Hehe, I tell you how many there are, that's how many there are."
Pointing at the men in a mess on the battlefield, Duka sneered contemptuously: "As for these bastards, if I don't kill a few of them, they don't know how to write the word 'death'! You have to be convinced first, then you can do it" Command?"
"Hehe" smiled, and Duka suddenly looked at Chutian seriously: "By the way, I haven't asked your name yet. Well, what is your name? Or, if you are afraid that your name will reveal your past identity, You can give yourself a famous name!"
"How about naming names? I'm good at it! I, Young Master Chu, have read poetry and books, so if I want to give you a resounding name, it's natural for me to do it!" Chu Jie's eyes lit up and he hurriedly squeezed to Chu Tian's side: "For example, Invincible Supreme how? "
Duka's face twitched, and his round and fat white face suddenly turned a little dark. He looked at Chu Jie sincerely and said seriously: "This name, regardless of what the other arena stewards think, I Lord Duka wants to personally kill anyone who dares to have this name! Let’s find another one!”
Chu Jie's face turned gloomy, and he snorted coldly: "You don't know the goods!"
Chu Tian looked at Duka, who was about one foot and two feet taller than himself, and was more than four feet taller than him. He thought for a while and said calmly: "Then, just call me 'Prince Suppressing King'. If you want it to be shorter, Just call me 'King Ming'!"
The Ming King of Zhen Yu is the supreme leader of the three prisons of the Great Prison Temple of the Jin Dynasty: the Imperial Prison, the Iron Prison, and the Blood Prison.
The word "suppressing the prison" means that they have supreme force and can suppress the prison with one person.
In the word "Ming Wang", the word "Ming" represents "fairness and integrity" and "justice", while the word "王" represents "absolute authority" and "absolute majesty". The "Suppressing the Prison Ming King" shows the Jin Dynasty's expectations for the Prison Temple - hoping that they can use absolute authority and majesty, and use absolute fairness and integrity to suppress the world and protect the country.
This is the official expectation of the Jin Dynasty for the "Prison-Suppressing King".
But in Chu Tian's heart, the word "King Ming" has another meaning, a meaning that perhaps only he can understand in the Jin Dynasty and even in this unknown world - wise and firm, and when his anger breaks out, he can burn all the evil in front of him. barrier.
When Chu Tian knew that the world he grew up in was just a demon-suppressing barrier set up by some people; when Chu Tian discovered that he was just like a pile of garbage, thrown into the lowest level randomly or deliberately. He had this realization when he was in the arena.
He wants to transform into the Prison-Suppressing King, and use his wisdom and perseverance to break through the curtains that obscure his eyes, allowing him to see the truth of the world clearly. No matter what evil obstacles or evil spirits are blocking the way, he should use his supreme power to burn them all with the fire of heavenly karma.
"Prince Suppressing Prison Ming?" Duka stopped, and his big fat body trembled. He squinted his eyes and looked Chu Tian up and down, and nodded slowly: "Although I don't understand what this word means, I feel a chill coming straight to my forehead for no reason. It's amazing, I can't afford it. This name is very... The majesty is much stronger than ghost tigers, evil dragons, dog-headed gods and the like."
Duka stopped talking. He led Chu Tian and others to a big metal bird that had landed on the ground. He pointed to the huge iron box held in the big bird's talons: "The people who are taking you, or in other words, are taking you with them." Those you consider 'subordinates', go in. Those bastards, when they have died enough, they will be sent to join you."
Duka slapped Chu Tian on the shoulder proudly: "You have to be grateful to Lord Duka. It was Lord Duka who helped you scare those bastards. You can command them later. Hehe, otherwise they will be a mess." If so, how could you win?"
This palm was extremely heavy, and there was a "thud" sound on the ground under Chutian's feet. Duka slapped him into the ground with a palm from below his knees.
Chutian's shoulder was burning with pain, but it was just a little painful.
He pressed hard on Duka's fat palm, patted it hard, and smiled at Duka; "Then, I really want to thank Lord Duka."
With a "click", Duka's wrist was dislocated by Chutian's slap.
Duka's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he looked at Chutian with a hint of awe: "Who sent you to the Blood Killing Castle? Master Duka must go to them to settle the score!" "