After enjoying the last supper, Mozkov left first. Then a soldier wearing a military cap appeared from the upper passage where Mozkov left and directed the soldiers present to take the prisoners back to the underground prison.
Arthur was kicked down by the soldier behind him and fell into the iron prison. His forehead hit the stone brick and was scratched and bleeding. He sat up silently. When the prison door was closed, Arthur suddenly felt something behind him.
, he quickly reached out and held a huge gray mouse running away next to him. It turned out to be just a big mouse, but why was its eyes blood red? Kama, who was suppressed by the handcuffs, screamed loudly.
Yelling, showing intense fear of the mouse that Arthur caught. Arthur rubbed his head. Except for the Sika sword he kept in the mansion, Arthur had never seen Kama in his body so excited.
Arthur was so noisy by Kama and bitten by the squirrel that he immediately threw the squirrel to the wall. The squirrel flipped around and disappeared into the hole in the wall. Arthur shook his hand and picked it up.
The soldier and jailer still had the key in the cell, so he took off the black titanium handcuffs that were holding him and threw them aside. He leaned against the earth wall and felt the wood elemental power slowly flowing in his body to repair his body. Unexpectedly, Ya
Se's wood elemental power was working rapidly and was exhausted in a short time.
When did you get so seriously injured?
Arthur struggled to get up and wanted to say a few more words to Nighthawk opposite him. The other five people had been extremely silent since returning to the cell. Jace's wish was the simplest among them. Mozkov only said to him
He said one sentence, which made Jace laugh excitedly for a long time. That sentence was, isn't this the place you have dreamed of? Arthur grabbed the railing to see the condition of his old partner, and the effect of black titanium made him covered in blood.
The power was sucked away again. Nighthawk, who was sitting opposite him with his back to him, just swept the wolf's tail and didn't notice him at all. Only when Arthur groaned because the power dissipated did Nighthawk turn his head and look at him seriously.
"Arthur, I just made a simple calculation. 19 people means that if we all survive, this game will last at least nine days. I don't care about the first and second rounds now, I just think about Mozko.
I wonder what kind of people this Marquis can arrange to fight with us. All he wants is to see us die. I'm very worried that he will arrange for those wizards who have surrendered to the Arbitration's experiments to fight with us. And our additional accessories are just now
The collar and handcuffs." Nighthawk did not talk about anything about his wishes, but just analyzed the information they had obtained with Arthur.
"Arthur," Nighthawk continued, his expression unclear, obviously considering very important things: "What I am most worried about now is whether the Last Supper that Mozkov said was really ours."
If this is the case, then the purpose of this bastard old man... is to force us to end the battle as soon as possible and force us to kill people."
On one side, Sheldon and Canon were still chatting after dinner across Arthur's cell. When they heard Nighthawk's concerns, they all came to the railing.
"Did the last supper that the old man said actually have this meaning in it... Bastard, then kill a few more while you have the strength. I want to absolve myself of the crime and find the bastard who bullied my mother. I want to
Kill them and then kill my bastard mother..." Sheldo punched the stone slab. According to what Arthur heard Mozkov said, Sheldo's mother seemed to have been raped by a gang nine years ago.
The homeless man broke into the house and was insulted, which caused his mother's personality to change drastically. She slandered, insulted and beat Sheldon, which made Sheldo feel resentful and turned this man who was once just him into a serial killer targeting women.
Arthur sat back on the adobe floor. He didn't think that Sheldon was like this because of his mother. He was also a bastard himself, just like Jace. Such controversial figures were not uncommon in this era.
The development of society has caused the desires of all races to flow. In order to pursue a better life, the people at the bottom are constantly working hard. So what do those who are born in seats of power pursue?
Among other things, what Marquis Mozkov of Brighton City pursues is the excitement brought by the ultimate fighting.
People can only activate all their potential when they encounter desperate situations. At this time, nerves and muscles will reach their limits. The limits of ordinary people can still become supermen. So where will the limits of powerful people be?
The passage of time is meaningless in this underground place that is only illuminated by the light of torches. After a conversation, the prison fell into silence, and even the nighthawks lay on their sides to rest. The light of the fire flickered, and then the entire underground fell into darkness. Arthur lay there
Sitting on the wet adobe bricks, I closed my eyes and meditated. There was one thing that none of the four people mentioned in the discussion just now, or it could be said that everyone deliberately avoided this topic.
As Mozkov said, only one person can be the survivor. If he honestly participates in the game, then Arthur will definitely not be able to achieve his goal of bringing Nighthawk and Jace out of this terrible place.
Thinking of various ways, Arthur slowly fell into sleep.
...
A strong foot stomped on Arthur's face, causing Arthur to wake up. Before Arthur had time to react, he had been carried out of the cell by two soldiers and jailers. The nighthawk in the distance was complaining loudly. It was surrounded by four soldiers.
The five jailers were tied up with chains and taken to the hole in the other direction of the bunker. There were several people around who were either carried or pushed by the jailers. Because the bunker was too dark before, Arthur did not see the structure of the entire bunker clearly, but now he was being carried
, Arthur actually had time to take a good look around.
There are a total of six openings in this bunker, leading to different dungeons, and the prison where the six Arthurs are located is the middle one. Arthur was still wondering why Nighthawk knew that there were more than 20 people kidnapped, but now he sees
Nighthawk observed the entire bunker when he first arrived. There were a total of six prisons in one cave, and there were more than ten prison guards in brown military uniforms. Normally, there was no way to escape.
There were prisoners around him who asked when they would have food and what they were going to do now. The only response he received was a heavy blow from the rifle butt. Arthur did not have time to react. He had been forcibly carried into the passage and entered another bunker.
The bunker was ten times larger than the one Arthur stayed in before. It looked like a huge circular venue, surrounded by torches fixed with iron chains. The high platforms on both sides could accommodate fifty people to sit and watch.
But now only Mozkov and his cronies were sitting there.
There are twenty cells in total for prisoners in each direction of this circular venue. The ground is covered with layers of fine white sand. The most exaggerated thing is that on the left side of the venue, there is a high table dedicated to placing bloody raw meat.
There were a lot of troops guarding him. Arthur was taken into a narrow single cell. Even turning around here was quite laborious. He was forced to look in the direction of Mozkov, waiting for everyone to gather.
After the nineteenth prisoner was cursed and put into the cell, Mozkov stood up from the high platform, and a person beside him took a step forward. His position belonged to the herald, conveying what Mozkov said.
"You see, this is the arena you use to play games. I don't want to wait any longer. I've been a little troubled recently and I need some interesting things to stimulate me. Let's start from the entrance, which is where you are.
"Mozkov's herald followed Mozkov's instructions and pointed to a person approaching the way he came.
"You first designate an opponent, former commando Zolkis."
The man named Zolkis looked around, with no flinching in his eyes. The conversation at the dinner table yesterday had already given everyone present a reason to fight. Mozkov cleverly used everyone's weaknesses to make them fight.
They are participating in their own game. The question now is how many people are willing to fight for their lives. The former commando member Zolkis quickly locked his eyes on Canon. No matter where, the status of wizards is the lowest, even on the roadside.
Tramps will insult wizards in their spare time. In the nursery rhymes of Brighton City, there are words that specifically mock wizards for their weirdness.
Arthur watched the gold wizard Canon being taken out of the prison in handcuffs, and stood in the center of the arena with Zolkis with a sarcastic look. Canon was slightly shorter in height and looked to be in his twenties.
At 16 years old, he is only 1.6 meters tall, while Zolkis on the opposite side is at least 1.8 meters tall, and his body is extremely strong. I didn't expect the game to start so quickly. It seems that Mozkov just wanted to watch us.
What kind of bloody performance can there be in a desperate situation? Arthur looked up and looked at Mozkov who had stood at the front of the high platform to watch. He must have his reason for not being able to wait to start the game. A soldier raised a gun and tied the chain connected to the handcuffs.
Use the key to open it. As Nighthawk expected, the prisoners need to fight wearing handcuffs and collars, so the advantage of the elemental power of the wizard is gone.
"Time waits for no one. There is only one rule I want to add, that is, the winner has the opportunity to enjoy in the pile of raw meat over there for one minute. Of course you can refuse, okay, let's start now, fight without rules, until
Until one party loses combat effectiveness or dies."
As Mozkov's voice continued to echo in Noda's bunker, Zolkis, who was laughing wildly, swung his fist and hit Canon hard.