As the metal cage fell in all directions, Ammon'shi could already see the transformation of the distorted faces of his former compatriots. As a large amount of medicine was injected into their deformed bodies by the device behind them, the originally struggling eyes were only filled with madness.
Ammon's history is very clear that Jiu Run and Ben Tu have gone crazy.
He could see the crazy hunger in those two pairs of eyes that were squeezed together. Only death could save him at this moment.
Kill kill kill kill kill——
When the stitched monster roared something similar to the Tau language, Ether seemed to be stung and immediately took a few steps back.
Then the arena orchestra began to play morbid music, one after another, and various sounds intertwined into a dark movement.
The tune echoed strangely in the arena dome, and the light from the surrounding braziers flickered. Then they brightened, and the pure white firelight began to turn sickly and weird.
In Ammon's eyes, the darkness visible to the naked eye seemed to reach out and touch him. The ground seemed to be shaking due to the monster's slow moving footsteps. The bricks and stones groaned and rubbed together, and wisps of dust spewed out from the cracks in the walls and floors—— He could feel the heat coming from all directions.
He had a strong urge to rush forward and fight the creature to the death.
But the next moment, he immediately realized that this was another trick of those fallen races. They wanted to see him become wild and bloodthirsty to satisfy their evil taste.
So Ammon'shi began to silently recite the nineteenth chapter of the Sublimation Mantra. As the spiritual guide of the entire society, the Ether clan has a large number of unexplainable mysterious methods to adjust the heart and spirit.
He first regulated his breathing and slowed down his breathing, then strengthened his lock muscles and used methods to drive away desires and strive to reach a state where his mind was as calm as water.
【Empty his body, avoid light and become dark, only then can he appear unknown and invisible】
Ammon'shi repeated these melodious words in his heart over and over again until his body could listen...
From that illusory distance, Ammon'shi heard his voice calling him, and it became stronger and stronger.
[Everything is empty, everything is in vain]
In the VIP area, the three of them looked at the Tau man and closed his eyes as if giving up resistance.
At the same time, betting on this competition also started, but no one was optimistic about this weak fighter. Even though he had won more than ten consecutive games before, no one was betting on him.
"Want to place a bet?"
Kayon asked with a smile, and at the same time there was an extra bag in his hand, which contained Kane gold coins commonly used in Comoros.
"OK."
Talos smiled, reached out and grabbed a large handful, and then threw it into a metal mesh bag in front of him. The mesh bag was then sent away on the conveyor belt.
Apparently Talos didn't think much of the Tau either, so he bet on the Thing to win.
Soshyan hesitated for a moment, then reached out and grabbed a handful, but instead of placing a bet, he asked.
"Kayon, what is he doing? Is he using psychic powers?"
Kayon shook his head.
"No, but I can vaguely feel that his spirit seems to be strengthening... Certain races naturally lack spiritual affinity, but occasionally they will create some unique spiritual skills."
"So what's your decision?"
"Haha, Soshyan, you want to see me place my bet first before you place your bet."
Khayon chuckled a few times, and then threw all the Kane gold coins into the Tau's net bag.
"I don't think he will die."
Soshyan nodded and threw the gold coins into the same net bag.
"Then let's take a look."
At this time, Ammon's mind was finally cleansed, and his opponent was approaching, but he still chose to look around and found that every Wasinda in the arena had the same focused expression on his face - the wild desire deprived them of it.
Even the most basic dignity is replaced by naked greed like a hungry animal.
Also at the VIP table, Serene had noticed the consul's impatience with procrastination, so she immediately spoke into the communicator in her hand:
"Let's get some excitement right now."
The next moment, a curling tongue of fire jumped out from the vent on the ground, splashed on the bloated monster, and immediately ignited the grease on its body.
The stitched monster immediately let out a loud scream, and suddenly accelerated and rushed out of the flame formation, beating the ground with its stick-like arms and sharp claws, leaving a greasy stain behind, and the muscles and skin were exposed to the high temperature.
Blisters and falls off.
Surprised laughter rippled through the audience, followed by sporadic applause.
Facing the huge monster rushing towards him, Aether stood upright. He raised the weapon to eye level and stretched it horizontally in front of him. He sighed and exhaled, and each breath lasted for several minutes.
It was so long, and during it, my heartbeat dropped to seven beats - which is almost the limit of ether.
Then, as the opponent approached, he turned to the left and stabbed the opponent with his weapon. When he dug out a large mass of carrion-like body, he jumped back like an acrobat to avoid the opponent's claw attack -
- Even so, he still felt a fierce wind on his back.
This blow was so ferocious, and its offensive power was powerful enough to defeat a weaker opponent, but Ammon'shi dodged it. Not only that, he also continuously hit various parts of the opponent's body with his weapon, creating waves of roars.
His attacks are not blind, but looking for weaknesses. After fighting various monsters in this fallen city, Ammon'shi understands a truth-weaknesses are not always in the head or heart, things here are often
Beyond biological common sense.
But suddenly, the strange shape stopped, and the two stitched faces were only a few inches away from each other, with empty eye sockets staring into the ether.
Ammon'shi seemed to sense something, and the weapon in his hand hesitated. Jiurun and Bentu's faces changed abnormally, as if they were trying to express long-forgotten expressions.
He saw the past again, spread out around them like the wings of a bird, a kaleidoscope of thoughts, emotions, and moments of loss—
"I know I should thank you for saving us, Ether...but maybe you shouldn't do that. Wouldn't it be better to die miserably on the spot than to live in slavery for a lifetime?"
In the cold prison, faced with Jiu'run's self-defeating words, Ammon'shi patiently replied:
"I have thought so, however, I have realized that our responsibility to each other does not end just because we are no longer in our hometown. No matter where we go, the Greater Good will be our strength and shield.
"
"Even here?"
Ben'tu on the side said with a wry smile, he had scars all over his body.
Ammon Shi looked at him with pity, and then put his hands on their respective shoulders.
"Especially here."
Then he comforted them softly,
"Don't worry, I am Ether, I will lead and protect you forever."
"I wanted to..."
His voice was hoarse and he raised his hand as if to touch their cheeks.
"I thought everything could be different..."
Then, Ammon'shi heard their hearts screaming, and something was tugging at their souls. Through their eyes, Ammon'shi saw the Haemonculum rebinding something terrible, something that looked like a soul but not a soul.