In the middle of the night, in the dark corridor of the cell, the lights on the pilasters flickered.

There were occasional groans of pain and sobs in the darkness, and a stinking cold wind blew by, and the dim lights flickered, and when the guard yawned, a figure flashed by.

The slight flickering lights and pilasters shook suddenly, and the guard, armed with weapons, sat down limply against the wall, his head tilted to the side.

The figure turned around and walked away, the swaying light illuminated half of Xia Yi's face, and the aisle behind him stretched out, and there were more than a dozen slumped bodies, weapons scattered all over the ground.

A slave separated by a prison post, squatting inside, staring blankly at the figure slowly passing in front of him, the other party suddenly stopped, only visible half of the body, arms raised, inserted into the fence, continued to step forward, only to hear the crack, the iron cage fence bent one by one, and then broke, drawing a long gap.

"In this world, there is no need for slaves, leave and fight for your right to live. ”

The man's voice echoed, and the slave watched as the other walked forward, and deeper into the cell, the cage bars on either side tore apart along the path he had taken, and fell to the ground with a thud like a tidal wave.

Many slaves with disheveled hair and ragged clothes stood hesitantly at the breach, their eyes numb and dull and did not dare to take a step, once upon a time, they also thought about escaping, but they were all captured, beaten, and even killed for other slaves, and even worse, deliberately created an opportunity to escape to tease them to see who had the intention of escaping......

After coming and going, no one dares to leave anymore, even if there is a real opportunity in front of him, his mind is no longer so bright and unable to think.

More and more slaves stood in front of the torn iron prison, watching the figure that went straight through in the middle to the end, Xia Yi's facial features in this world, with a god-like perception, walked to the last dozen or so sealed cells and stopped, looking at one of them closed, leaving only a door for a visitor.

Then, push it away.

The door and the magic iron lock on it collapsed directly, and the room was covered with hay, and several scantily clad women from the other world heard the sound of breaking the door, huddled together in the corner, their eyes were full of fear, and they looked in the direction of the door and shivered.

Xia Yi's gaze swept over them, and in the middle, a young girl covered in whip marks stretched her arms was hanging on a wooden frame, her head and body were stained with blood, which had solidified, and her hanging feet were mixed with blood and urine, filling with a disgusting stench.

"...... Arttoria"

The slight voice of words sounded in this dark room, and the girl hanging on the shelf trembled slightly, and under the long hair that was dried and knotted by blood scale, she raised her dirty little face with difficulty, and one swollen eye slowly followed the other eye to open, looking at the man in front of her blankly.

The ropes hanging from the girl's wrists snapped and broke, and when she fell, her body was caught steadily.

"If you once called me a teacher, I wouldn't have left you alone. ”

Xia Yi glanced at the weak and unconscious girl in his arms, turned around and left the cell, in the original timeline, Artoria had been tamed into a qualified slave in the gladiatorial arena, and now he came early, although he also suffered inhuman treatment, but at least the painful life will not be as long as it once was.

Walking down the aisle, someone in the cells on either side finally mustered up the courage to poke his head out, and then, when the sound of dense footsteps came from afar, he shrank back in fright.

The slave section of the arena was attacked, but it was finally discovered, and the guards who arrived were densely packed in the narrow passage, and rushed towards the figure holding the girl.

"Put down the slave in your hands, invader!"

As soon as the words came out, the guard who rushed to the front first waved the blade in his hand, and the moment he waved it, the figure holding the girl stretched out a hand, grabbed the broken fence next to him, and with a bang, swept away the man's head lightly, and the red and white viscous liquid splashed in an instant.

The corpse fell, revealing the guards behind him, Xia Yi was still walking forward, the iron bar in his hand slapped suddenly, and the lights on the pilasters flickered, and he fell violently.

A slender black shadow streaked across the radiant range.

Like a disarmed warhead, it pierced through the second guard, pierced through the back, and directly penetrated the body of the third and fourth guards, castrating unabated, and continued to fly towards the rear.

Puff puff puff.....

The body shook and stopped, and as the iron bar extended, blood splattered out of the dim firelight, until it ended, and it plunged into the wall, and the rubble flew everywhere.

The figures fell one by one, the viscous blood spread across the ground, and Xia Yi stepped over with the girl in his arms, looking at the slaves huddled in the cell around him.

"If you hesitate, you will be the ones who will die later, if you want to be a person, follow me!"

The cell that echoed through the sound fell silent, and in the dead silence, the flying night insects pounced on the lamp, popped and burned, and the moment they fell to the ground with green smoke, someone stepped out of the cell breach.

Walked to the middle of the aisle and yelled, "I want to be a human—"

Picked up a weapon on the ground, followed closely behind Xia Yi, and then, there were also people walking out in twos and threes, picking up the weapons and armor of the dead guards, and after a while, more and more slaves walked out, standing in the aisle and looking at the people next to them, hesitated a few times, and finally bowed down, picked up the weapons on the ground or grabbed the broken iron fence in their hands and followed the swarm out.

As slaves, their role in the arena is to use their lives as a joke to provide to the spectators, and the report they give is to be buried in the same cemetery, without even a tombstone.

Some of them were farmers, some were merchants, some were guards, some were soldiers, some were untouchables, or people who were born slaves.

After attacking the arena arsenal, pouring out of the gates, the soldiers of the city defense had already arrived, and when the first slave stood up tremblingly, summoned up the courage to raise his sword and shouted: "For freedom!"

Countless voices shouted, "Rush!"

The waves swept and hedged against the military formation of swords, guns and halberds in front of them.

The night wind whimpered, mixed with the smell of blood and fire, Xia Yi stood on the roof of a nearby house with the girl in his arms, overlooking the turmoil in the city, far away, the hedging tide tore through the defenses in hysteria, and the large battles rushed towards the city gates, and the explosions of the inscriptions were first concentrated, and then scattered in the streets everywhere.

There were terrible screams, slaves rolling on the ground with empty shoulders, and soldiers rushing to mend their swords were stabbed through their armor by the inscription spear, the inscription exploded, and the flesh and blood were split, and only half of the chest was still hanging on it.

The sudden fighting, the pedestrians who were still lingering in the streets, screaming in panic, in the chaos someone knocked over the magic lamp, the flames burned the flammable wood, and then the whole house was on fire in the night.

The warning of the city defense sounded, and the army was gathering from other places, but the eastern gate collapsed, and the slaves who broke through the place poured out barefoot.

Xia Yi turned around, jumped onto the city, stepped on the battlements with his feet, and in the field of vision of the defenders, he flew up like a big bird and disappeared into the black.

Behind the burning city, under the sky-high firelight, holding the girl's head and leaving without looking back.

At the same time.

The troops in the north had been assembled, and the advance army had already set out, and while passing through Camishil, they were chasing and killing Davy and his party in the CIA.

The fighting began to spread.