"Stop hitting me, you can't kill me like this!"
"Can you please hurry up? There are dozens of us waiting. If you waste one minute, you will waste dozens of minutes for everyone else!"
"That's about right."
When Ash and the others walked into the Death Fight Club, what they heard were not screams of adrenaline explosions, roars like beasts, or malicious booing, but complaints of disgust.
If it weren't for the chips restricting the foul language of these death row inmates, Ash was sure that he would quickly learn the classic swear words of various races in the Blood Moon Kingdom.
They squeezed to the front, and the death row prisoners who were squeezed on the buttocks were full of impatience, but when they saw that it was the famous prison villains such as "Evil Devil", "Beautiful Beast" and "Gourmet", they quickly made way, and some even smiled humbly.
Although there is no hierarchy among the death row prisoners, no matter how powerful the prisoner is, he cannot harm the weakest prisoner, even if it is to pull out a hair or scratch his freshly done nails. As long as you don't take the initiative to enter the death fighting ring, you will never be bullied by others.
But it is the nature of living things to admire the strong. Among these death row prisoners whose moral bottom line is like an old man's diaper, the trait of admiring the strong is even more vivid. Even if Ash and others can't harm their interests in the slightest, they are unwilling to offend Ash and other vicious people.
Ash secretly kicked those who gave way out of the selection list - I am the kindest and most innocent person in this prison, even I am afraid, how can I be a bait! All failed!
When Ash arrived in front, he saw two people on the death fighting arena at the bottom. One of them was a dark green snake lizard, and the other was Harvey, a cellmate with whom Ash had a rare chance to chat. He forgot his name but only remembered his last name.
After watching for a moment, Ash knew why everyone was complaining—Xavi and the others were staging a fake game.
The lizard didn't fight back at all, and let Harvey punch him in the face again and again. Even though the leathery scales on his skin were cracked and his tiny teeth were broken, he just knelt on the ground motionless, looking at Harvey calmly.
It was not until Harvey's fist was covered with thick blood that the lizard man slowly said, "Archibald, do you feel better?"
"not yet!"
Harvey suddenly knelt down, tore off his clothes, revealing his skinny body covered with ugly scars, and his face was ferocious: "Habron, come on!"
The basilisk shook his head, but still picked up the thorn whip on the side of the field. Ash took a glance and felt his hair stand on end - the thorn whip was covered with densely packed small barbs, and you can imagine how sour it would feel to be licked by it. If you add some salt water, I'm afraid your soul will ascend directly to heaven.
Snap! Snap! Snap!
As the dull sound of beatings rang out, the complaints from the Death Fighting Society suddenly became much less. Although some people occasionally mocked Harvey as a fool, more people showed respect with silence - there are two ways to win the respect of death row inmates, either be cruel to others or be cruel to yourself.
Ash suddenly asked, "How is it?"
"That's right." Igula said, "I'll investigate his 'story' later. Maybe there's something I can use in it."
"Archibald Harvey's record in death matches was seven wins and one loss," said Langner. "Because of his thinness, he was occasionally seen as a target for predation, but opponents who fought him often lost consciousness without realizing it. He was not weak."
"We need this kind of passionate man. I'm so excited just looking at him!" Ronald clenched his fist and said, "After the deathmatch, let's go find him directly!"
Igula shook his head. "No hurry. We still have time. We can look for other candidates. Even if we want to find him, we have to wait until I get a hold of him so that I can use him easily."
"Oh, you have such a dirty heart!"
"Why, do you have any objection?"
"Yes, you see, that lizard has a good relationship with Harvey. If we can't find a breakthrough point with Harvey, maybe we can use that lizard - after all, he has just been imprisoned for a short time and has not forgotten the scent of freedom."
Igula nodded appreciatively: "It's rare that you actually came up with a good suggestion, Ash."
"Nothing, I learned it all from you, Igula."
Seeing the two men laughing like acquaintances, Langna did not show it on the surface, but he was extremely surprised in his heart. He had observed Iguala Bogin before and knew that this fraudster was a cold-hearted, selfish and self-centered pleasure-seeker. He always had a business-like smile on his face, but deep down he looked down on everyone and regarded everyone as a tool to be used.
Of course, Langna didn't mean to say that Igula regarded Yaxiu as a friend. If he dared to say such a thing, Igula and Yaxiu would probably think he was crazy.
But according to Langna's observation, Igula's attitude towards Ash is completely different from his attitude towards other inmates. It is neither a calculated flattery nor a disgust towards an enemy, but closer to... sincerity.
Yes, sincere, although this adjective seems too childish to describe a fraudster, but this is Langna's observation.
Perhaps even Igula didn't realize that he had unknowingly taken off the mask he had built to protect himself in front of Ash. He didn't hide his disgust, nor did he hide his approval. He treated Ash Hiss as an equal, communicating and quarreling normally - Igula's emotional fluctuations in the past year and a half were not as severe as in the past few days.
Is this because of Arthur Hiss's personal charm
No, Ronaldinho doesn't think so.
It's not that Brother Ash has no charm, but it's impossible for Igula to be influenced so easily. Any two-wing magician who majors in the mind faction has a firmer will than other magicians, not to mention that Igula himself is a fraud who is good at playing with people's hearts. How could he have such a mental mutation like "love at first sight"
In the world of magicians, there are no coincidences.
Only 'miracle'.
Although Ronald was also responsible, when he learned that Arthur was the initiator of the jailbreak plan, he strongly realized that the jailbreak plan would definitely succeed.
Unlike Igulas and Ronald, Langna was once a church employee and a servant of God. He had been bathed in the glory of the gods and knew deeply the vastness of God's power.
God's will will be fulfilled.
To the Blood Moon Lord, the flawless and tightly guarded Broken Lake Prison was nothing more than a nearly transparent bubble that could burst at the slightest touch.
The same is true for the Four Pillars.
Suddenly, all the lights in the Death Fighting Club hall came on, the barriers around the arena fell down, the small door of the arena opened, and the Crow medics came out to carry the snake lizards away, but when they wanted to carry Harvey away they were refused - Harvey did not want to be treated.
When Harvey came out with wounds all over his body and blood on his clothes, the prisoners made way for him. Because they still needed to wait for Igula to find evidence against Harvey, Ash and the others did not immediately go over to win over Harvey.
However, Harvey came over on his own initiative.
"I was just looking for you, Ash." Harvey said, "I want to discuss something with you."
“No money.”
"There are too many people here, let's go--" Harvey reached out to pull Ash away.
Iguala reached out and grabbed Xavi's wrist, smiling and said, "It sounds interesting. Can I sit in?"
Xavi glanced at Iguola, Ronaldo and Ronaldo, and nodded slowly: "Of course."
The five villains quickly left the Death Fighting Club and came to the men's restroom - there was no other way, this was the only private environment closest to them. Anyway, the men's restroom was often cleaned, had a sweet smell, and they could turn on the faucet to cover up the sound of talking. It could be said to be the best place to breed conspiracies.
"I heard that you are planning a prison break recently?" Harvey wiped the blood off his body with a wet towel and looked at Ash in the mirror.
"Yes." Igula had no intention of hiding it. He had visited celebrities in prison one by one in the past few days, and this news could not be concealed at all.
But because Ash's miracle of killing me was not exposed, and Igula had used his identity as the president of the Prison Break Research Society to seduce newcomers, everyone either thought that Igula was joking or that he was planning some conspiracy. In addition, the death row prisoners had been almost tamed by the prison, so no one was willing to join, forcing Ash to find a way to drag Ronald and Ronald into the water.
"I want to join you." Harvey put his head under the faucet and let the water wet his curly hair. He raised his wet head, and Ash was surprised to find that when he was not curly, he looked pretty handsome, not as perverted and vulgar as when he was curly.
"I want to escape from prison."
Ash was overjoyed, but before he could say anything, Igula took the lead and asked, "If you want to join, you have to make your contribution and let us see your value. We are not short of people now. If you don't play a certain role, there is no need for us to let you join."
"In fact, even if there is no contribution—"
"Shut up!" Igula glared at Ash fiercely, and Ash shrank aside in grievance.
Originally, Igulla and his team should have requested Harvey to join, but now Harvey actually took the initiative to join. How could Igulla miss this opportunity to make demands on Harvey? After so many trade negotiations, Igulla already knew that people have the nature of "the harder it is to get, the more you cherish them". If Harvey was allowed to join directly, it would only make Harvey doubt their professionalism, and even make Harvey have the illusion of "I am very important", which would make it difficult to manage.
Try to raise the threshold as much as possible now, and only "reluctantly allow" Harvey to join after fully exploiting his resources. This will not only make Harvey grateful, but also make Harvey aware of his own position. Even if you order him to be bait in the future, he will not resist too much.
"A very reasonable request." Harvey looked at the mirror and nodded. "I believe my ability will satisfy you - I can operate the processor in the prison."
"Hmm, sounds like it could be... what?"
Igula was stunned: "Processor? You can operate the chip processor in the prison? How is this possible!"
"Why not?" Harvey turned and looked at the other four people. His wet hair fell on his face, but it couldn't hide the sharpness in his eyes. "If there is anyone on death row who can operate the chip processor, it must be me."
"Because I'm a necromancer."
"And the chip processor is a corpse."