"Shet! Create an island out of thin air, and then build an ancient Roman arena on top of the island?! I can't even sleep and dream like this! This is something that humans can do?"

"It's shocking! Is this the strength of the Supreme Council of the Underworld? No wonder they can hide and control the world in the shadows! With such power, what else can't be done. ”

"It's worth it! Just seeing this scene! I feel that this trip was not in vain!"

"I feel my blood boiling! Come on, come on, have a shocking killing and death!"

"Blood! I want blood! Give me scarlet plasma!"

......

After a brief silence, the crowd erupted in a roar and roar as fierce as a volcanic eruption, and everyone waved their arms like crazy, completely uncaring about temperament and demeanor.

Soon, the guys were speeding along a stone bridge that stretched out from the reef into the empty arena stands.

At the same time, the camera crew had to dismantle the fixed cameras and relocate them to various corners of the arena.

About twenty minutes later, everyone, including the eight contestants, stood in the middle of the field, stretched out his arms and shouted in an impassioned tone: "Ladies and gentlemen!

In ancient Rome more than 2,000 years ago, there was a group of brave and fearless gladiators.

They gambled their lives to win freedom and glory by presenting one wonderful game after another to the people of the time.

Today, we will recreate this scene, recreate the blood-boiling battle.

Next, we have two of our first contestants, a shapeshifter from the Balkans and a priest of death from ancient Egypt. ”

With the tsunami-like cheers from the stands, two middle-aged men in different costumes slowly came to the center of the arena, their eyes revealing undisguised cold killing intent.

Because they all know very well that they have no way out. Once started, one is bound to fall forever, and only the winner is eligible to survive and advance to the next round.

Of course, luckier than the Roman gladiators, the participants in death fights were not slaves, and most of them did so by their own volition, so there was little compulsion.

Feeling the rising fighting spirit of the two contestants, Zhang Cheng took a few steps back and announced bluntly: "The game begins!"

Moment!

The shapeshifter leaped forward and pounced on his opponent, and in the process of jumping, his entire body changed rapidly, and by the time he fell, it was no longer in human form, but a huge brown bear dog.

Especially with a mouth full of sharp fangs, if bitten, even if you don't die, you will be half-disabled.

"Hatura!"

The death sacrifice from Egypt raised his hand and spat out a strange syllable from his mouth.

Next second!

The sand and gravel on the ground suddenly began to spin at high speed, forming a powerful tornado that swept the huge brown bear dog into it.

In less than a few seconds, the high-speed moving gravel tore through the thick fur, and a large amount of blood and shredded flesh scattered with the tornado, forming a terrifying blood mist.

However, the brown bear dog is too large, and although the bloody wounds look horrifying, they are actually all skin injuries and do not really pose a threat to internal organs and bones.

In the blink of an eye, it was free from the tornado's hindrance, and opened its bloody mouth to slam into the neck of its opponent, intending to kill it with one blow and end the opening battle.

"Hmph! The stupid beast will never grasp the greatness of death. The priest sneered, and without warning, grabbed something like ashes from his pocket and lifted it gently.

Woo-woo-woo-

I saw that where the dust passed, more than two dozen mummies covered with bandages stood up densely, and their mouths kept letting out low roars of unknown meaning.

The poor shapeshifter didn't have time to react before he was thrown to the ground by hordes of mummies, and no matter how much he struggled, he could only watch as the strange-smelling bandages wrapped him tighter and tighter, and finally strangled him alive.

Just when the audience thought that the curtain had come down on the first battle, the priest walked up to the opponent who was breathing, took out a strangely shaped dagger, cut open the stomach little by little, and pulled out the bloody internal organs inside, showing the whole process of making a mummy.

Bloody!

Cruel!

There is no mercy in the trenches!

When he turned to leave, the bruiser dog stood up and followed him like a real dog.

"Damn, he made my people into living corpses?!! one of the organizers slammed up from his seat, his eyes bursting with angry flames.

After all, it's one thing to kill an opponent, it's another thing to not even let go of a corpse.

"Calm down, my friend, you should know that these contestants always have a variety of goals, as long as they satisfy the audience's thirst for blood and killing, whatever they do in the game is their freedom. Old Nazes raised his glass full of red wine and said with a meaningful reassurance.

Zhang Cheng, who had just announced the start of the second match, instantly cast a teleportation magic to the stands and nodded approvingly: "That's right! Not only should we not restrict the players' performance in the game, but we should even encourage those who can bring more bloody thrills." You must know that only in this way can you attract more people to participate and make it the most influential event in the underground world. Look at the enthusiastic reaction from the audience, and you can see how much people love this kind of image in their hearts. ”

If you look closely, you will see that there is a black line on the back of his right hand that appears and disappears, as if it is alive.

Obviously, this isn't an ordinary magic tattoo or anything, but a sign that only appears when you sacrifice to the rules of death.

Unlike Faust's way of paying the price, Zhang Cheng did not intend to find a densely populated area to cause a massacre every once in a while, but instead chose to use the high-quality souls generated by life-and-death struggles to win the favor of the death rules.

According to the different mental states before death, the quality of the soul is also divided into three, six and nine grades, the highest of which is undoubtedly the kind of person who is strong-willed and will not change his mind no matter what kind of pain and setbacks he suffers.

In contrast, the second class refers to the kind of person who is not afraid of death, dares to die with his opponent, or dies generously.

The contestants of death fight obviously belong to the second category, which is the most ideal sacrifice to death......