Dozens of death row inmates knelt on their knees in the open space in front of the observation platform, tears of despair awaiting their impending fate. Some of them were nervous, and the sword around their necks made them incontinent; There were also those who looked left and right under the blades of the king's soldiers, as if they were blankly waiting for some miracle to appear. Others bowed their heads in silence, tears welling up, and tried to close their eyes in order to end the upcoming ritual as soon as possible.

With the order of Segal II on the King's Observation Platform, the soldiers of the King's Army moved the iron sword blade, they did not swing the sword in their hands, but carefully retreated to the side, and threw the iron sword in their hands on the ground a little far away from the prisoners, the archers of the King's Army standing under the arena stand had already aimed at these death row prisoners, and after the soldiers of the King's Army who left the arena with their swords turned around and withdrew to a safe range, Only then did he put away the arrows he had put away and the iron bow that he had drawn away, and retreated out of the arena with the soldiers of the King's Army who had lost their swords.

Prisoners in the arena, shackled together, began to scramble for the weapons left behind by the King's soldiers, and they scuffled in pairs as they crawled around the arena to fight for weapons. The surroundings of the arena also resounded with the heated discussions and laughter of the aristocratic audience. The prisoners did not seem to be disturbed by the chatter and laughter, and it was clear that they knew what challenge they were about to face, and that giving up these weapons would be giving up their lives.

"Bang dang. Under the operation of the arena keepers standing in the small doorways of the Royal Arena in Limston, the iron fence hidden under the dirt of the Royal Arena suddenly opened with the sound of cold iron and wood. Under the shadow of the secret door of the black hole, a special product of the North Forest of El Helino suddenly burst out - twelve sturdy jungle wolves.

These were twelve ferocious beasts, and although they were close relatives of the Wolves in the snow of Mount Hawk and Snowdown, they were very different in size, their eyes shining blue were full of thirst for food, and the sharp teeth of steel needles, especially the pair of protruding fangs covered with scraps of fresh meat, looked heartbreaking, his whole body was covered with thick gray hair, and his sickle-like wolf claws were extremely sharp, and they stood up on their hind limbs in the face of these death row prisoners who were about to enter, and they were as tall as a man, and they sent out from time to time. The roar of the 'whoop', as if it were a signal of the coming of the feast, was announced between them.

While their relatively short cousin, Wolf, prefers to outflank their prey in a roundabout way, these large jungle wolves prefer to attack their prey in a straightforward manner.

This was obviously a battle of disparity in strength, the team of death row inmates who were bound by the shackles and shackles to move in groups of two immediately stopped scuffling, and none of the death row inmates did not have that indescribable stunned expression on their faces, they seemed to be frightened out of their souls - panicked, especially in the arena where two groups of psychological defenses completely collapsed and turned around to try to escape from the death row inmates, which provoked the hunting and killing of the jungle wolves**, The jungle wolves that escaped from the dirt and hid the iron fence ran straight towards the fleeing wolves.

In less than a moment, the two teams of death row inmates who turned around and tried to escape were both pounced on by the chasing jungle wolves, no matter how desperately the two teams of unarmed death row inmates struggled and screamed. On the contrary, it was because of their screams that they attracted more vicious jungle wolves released from the arena. The cries of these two teams of weak death row inmates were like a delicious condiment to the appetizers that the wolves were eating, and the blood burst and splattered from their thin bodies, and they were completely torn into bloody pieces by the hungry jungle wolves in the cry, and even the skulls were chewed by the fangs and teeth of the wolves, revealing the white brains.

"Oh" came the boos of the aristocratic spectators from the audience, and there was not the slightest pity in the boos. At the same time, there was an excited shout, "Look, wolves have been killed by the pair of prisoners!" ”

"One to ten, one to ten, bet on the prisoner if he can win, it's one to ten! Ladies and gentlemen, bet, bet! "There are not a few nobles who like to gamble, and they shout and play with the gold and silver coins handed by those nobles who are eager to gamble.

The wolf referred to by the aristocratic audience was indeed unlucky, and at the same time as it pounced on the death row prisoner, it was pierced through its soft abdomen by the sudden sword sent by the death row prisoner's hand. "Ahh Save me! Save me! The wolf was pressed on the death row inmate's chest, and driven by the unbearable pain before it died, it grabbed and pulled at the death row prisoner under his paws. The fellow death row inmate, who had been pounced on together, saw the opportunity, raised his hand and swung a heavy fist, slamming into its ugly wolf's head, only to hear the sound of the skull shattering, and the wolf died when he landed under the heavy punch.

The two death row inmates who fell to the ground stood up tremblingly with the help of other death row inmates, the scratched death row inmate's body was already covered with bloody claw marks, blood dripping down his chest and arms, and the rough linen clothes were torn into strips of draped rags. The rich 'scent' of fresh blood made the wolves who had just eaten the appetizers suddenly turn their heads, and the smell that made them yearn for it stimulated their beastly blood to boil in their strong physiques, and they jumped and pounced on them.

"I'm going to buy you dead dogs to win and bite them to death! Bastard! "It seems that the last aristocratic lady with a wrinkled face, although she was brightly dressed, betrayed her soul with the clamor in her mouth.

The wounded and dead prisoner's teammate was quite powerful, he snatched the bloody iron sword from the hand of his wounded teammate, and slashed at the oncoming wolf's bloody jungle wolf, he dodged the wolf's wolf claw, and plunged the iron sword straight into the wolf's heart, and another wolf died on the same sword. In the face of the surging wolf pounce, he was lucky to avoid the wolf pounce again and again, and the more he fought, he dragged the injured bodies of his teammates and fought side by side with the remaining death row inmates.

"Akana, please save us!" The blood stains on the arena, the mutilated human and wolf corpses, the cold brackets around the arena, the indifferent eyes of the King's soldiers, and the vague doorway in the dust, were like a mirage on the edge of the sky for these living death row prisoners.

"Adjust the odds, one to five, now bet that the prisoner wins at the odds of one to five!" Many of the nobles in the stands did the same thing, and most of them valued life and money more than the latter.

There was another enthusiastic shout from the audience. A Jungle wolf had once again fallen under the sword of the same prisoner, and his companion who had been connected to him with his left and right hands had already turned into a cold corpse, and even the corpse's arm was gone.

"Behold, Sidrion is about to pardon me!" The prisoner raised his sword-wielding arm, the muscles of his powerful arm shining black, and he yelled at the audience with his back against the rest of the prisoners.

"Wolves, kill this arrogant felon!" The aristocrats in the audience were enthusiastic, raising their arms and waving them to the sky.

"Must live, live." The voice of pity was thin in the shouts of killing, "We are optimistic about you! We're your jackpot! ”

The remaining wolves were already covered in blood, and it seemed as if they had changed their attacking strategy, or perhaps only because of the proper advantage of their positioning. In the process of running, they unwittingly formed an encirclement, putting these death row inmates standing back to back in an extremely disadvantageous position.

"Oh no, man, you're going to lose the bet. I warned you to follow me to buy these twelve Jungle Wolves. Lo and behold, these jungle wolves begin their bush hunt. Maybe you haven't seen it. An elderly aristocratic old man in the stands patted the thigh of the middle-aged nobleman who was sitting next to him in extreme excitement, "But I've seen it." And I've experienced it myself. That's a life-or-death risk. ”

"What if the arrogant death row inmate strikes his lucky blow again?" The middle-aged nobleman removed the old man's hand that was patting his thigh.

"Miracles don't happen as often as you think. Man. The exciting moment is about to begin. Well, I smell blood. The old man shrugged, and he cheered with the crowd around him.

"I also smell blood. Well, there's a strong smell of that. The middle-aged nobleman frowned.

In the Royal Arena of Linston, the Jungle Wolves running towards back-to-back death row inmates are getting faster and faster, and the encirclement is shrinking smaller and smaller. They flew neatly and jumped up from the ground suddenly, waving the wolf's claws in the air, like a scythe in the harvest, even the arrogant death row prisoner felt that Arcana had left him, and the panicked hands and feet had no time to swing the sword, and the blood splashed after the scream behind him was like washing his head with sewage, and when he reacted, the front paws of the jungle wolf had fallen from his forehead and smashed heavily on his shoulders, and the wolf's heavy blow made his legs immediately stop obeying the call of his brain, The whole person fell to his knees. The foul-smelling wolf's huge mouth had already opened, and it bit down on his neck. There was a constant grunt in his throat, and the bloody iron sword in his hand fell on the arena with a 'clang'.

The remaining jungle wolves kept tearing at the death row inmates who were still resisting after being pounced, and let these prisoners push, pull, kick and beat, they just bit the prisoner's limbs and did not let go, and the wolf who was competing for delicious meat finally gave the last death row prisoner a happy end, his heart was pulled out by the wolf claws of the wolf, and blood was splattered out. In that moment, the men and women in the audience erupted in enthusiastic and excited shouts, as if a high tide had ushered in a copulation. In the smell of blood, the visual senses of these aristocratic men and women also seemed to be greatly satisfied.

Their souls are empty.

But there is a person's soul that is not only empty, but also constantly plotting the upcoming conspiracy, "You are gambling, and I am also gambling." We'll see, my good brother. Let's see, the grass on the wall with the wind. Sidrion is not with you, nor with him, but with me. ”