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 leave 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 they will never 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 firmly locked, 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 began to slaughter 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 served as body collectors. They loaded the bodies into cars and then sent 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, continued to float around, and was then inhaled by the guards 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 hunched their bodies, stared with bright red eyes, and looked around like hungry wolves.
Seeing traces of humans, these guards immediately rushed forward and launched an attack 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 thrown into the aisles and ignored.
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 guardians, these suddenly resurrected corpses quickly grew red hair on their bodies.
They were like wild beasts, making hoarse roars, 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, as if it was 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 underground, 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 are incomplete, and many are made up of broken limbs and broken 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 for them to discover something unusual.
It turns out that the appearance of some monsters looks familiar, which makes people 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 turns out that the appearance and body shape of these monsters are exactly the same as mine. The difference is that the other monsters look 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 towards the center of the arena with all their might, fearing that they were too slow and would be overtaken by monsters.
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 continue to expand and sink rapidly, and the earth becomes torn apart.
The audience fell into the crack 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 at a loss.
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 liquid is 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 the real trouble was coming.