The bloody slaughter continues, and there is not only one male lion used to fight against each other, but they are replaced immediately after each game to ensure that these beasts are in top shape every time they play.

Although nine out of ten people will die at the claws of these lions, there are still some stronger NPCs who can withstand the attack and use their strength to fight back against these beasts that rely on instinct to hunt.

Soon, there were only six people left by Mo Qianying's side, and after everyone was on the field, it would be his turn to enter the arena to complete the last deathmatch.

Looking at the remaining six people, Mo Qianying had already concluded that none of them would be able to survive a minute, because whether it was momentum or body shape, they didn't look like people who could succeed, plus after the brutal battles in front of them, the fear in their hearts had already accumulated, just waiting for the real time to explode.

But at this point, the audience seems to just want to see a living person, dying in the mouth of a lion after a struggle. It was the first time that Mo Qianying had seen the nakedly displayed human nature from the NPC's body, and even linked this change to the previous incident of the barbarian deserter slaughtering the village.

It can be seen that the guy who modified the information of the system seems to be deliberately developing the behavior and habits of these NPCs in a darker way, and those simulated personalities that were forbidden to be used in the past due to humanitarian considerations are being injected into these soulless NPCs little by little, transforming them closer to the ugly side of humans.

Although the Chaos Realm was originally created to test the virtual ability of the Oneiroi system, this kind of practice with obvious malice, I have to say that this guy has no intention of making this world peaceful at all. Perhaps for him, transforming the world into purgatory is the ultimate goal.

Mo Qianying didn't understand what kind of person he was to do so many things with such great malice, in his opinion, that mysterious guy was like a child with a magnifying glass to look at ants, and he didn't seem to care about what he was doing at all, but simply used this method of destroying everything to satisfy a certain desire in his heart.

These NPCs in the game are like ants baked to fly ashes, just toys in someone's eyes. What he wants to see is the kind of people who show their ugliest side, the painful struggle when they kill each other, as if they feel that they can escape the shackles of morality as long as they don't attack the player.

Thinking of this, Mo Qianying suddenly realized that he didn't seem to fully understand what this person meant, judging from the group of so-called special individual players he had assembled, I am afraid that his ambition was not tightly limited to these virtual data, and it was very likely that the last thing he would deal with was these gamers that he regarded as hostile targets.

Trying to understand the thoughts of a madman is often a very difficult task, and Mo Qianying shook her head and decided not to think about these things for the time being. After all, finding Lin Yan is more important to him now than anything, and as for that madman's matter, leave it to Ming Tianque and their group.

Just when Mo Qianying was distracted, the last challenger was also sent to the field, and sure enough, as Mo Qianying expected, none of these people lasted more than a minute. The battle ended so quickly that the audience at the scene immediately stopped, and they all let out huge boos, as if they were very dissatisfied with the Colosseum's selection of such a weak player.

Mo Qianying looked out through the iron cage and could see countless debris thrown onto the field, and all he could hear was the angry shouts of the audience. It seems that because of this reason, Mo Qianying, who was originally on the scene immediately, was not arranged to play again, but was left aside without anyone coming to inform him.

After more than ten minutes passed, the wooden door leading to the outside behind the iron cage was suddenly opened, and four tall barbarian warriors entered. All of them were dressed in armor of various shapes, and judging by their demeanor and equipment, it was obvious that they were a group of veterans who often worked hard here, and it was a strange place to be in such a place at this time.

When the four of them saw Mo Qianying standing in the corner, they immediately smiled disdainfully, and then turned to the Colosseum staff who followed behind and said, "No wonder you want to get us here, it turns out that all the guys who came to participate this time are like this kind of girl!" But is it really okay? It's not enough for him to throw it out, and the beasts stuff their teeth! We don't have the time to protect him. ”

The staff member also looked at Mo Qianying coldly, and then said to the big man who spoke with a cold attitude: "Anyway, your task is to kill the opponent, and you don't need to care about the rest." As he spoke, he turned around and left the iron cage, locking the cage door directly to the iron chain, as if he was afraid that the group of people would escape.

The four big men smirked disapprovingly, then walked out towards the already open cage door, and one of them made a grimace at Mo Qianying as he passed by him, as if to scare him.

Mo Qianying watched their backs leave, then shrugged his shoulders and walked out.

The popularity of these four people in the Colosseum seemed to be quite high, and their appearance immediately ignited the enthusiasm of the audience, and everyone stood up, waved their arms excitedly, and then shouted at them at the top of their lungs.

However, when Mo Qianying walked out slowly, these enthusiastic shouts suddenly fell silent, and everyone booed him in unison, and the four big men who walked in front turned around and sneered at him.

Seeing such a scene, Mo Qianying didn't feel anything, he was even more curious about what these four people were going to do when they were arranged to appear with him. If it's a temporary change to a battle group, the number of people will be a little embarrassing, but he won't be automatically ignored when counting the number of people because he looks too weak, right?

Mo Qianying was still guessing, but the iron cage with the lion on the opposite side suddenly opened. Five male lions walked out from five directions, once again igniting the warm atmosphere of the scene, pushing this grand fight to the first peak of the atmosphere.

The five male lions are all the most powerful existences, and even the red-haired male lion, who is known as the rookie killer, has also been released, presumably preparing for an unprecedented bloody battle. The four big men who were their opponents had already taken out their weapons, put on a posture and focused all their attention, and their momentum was only fully revealed from this moment, and they looked different from those rookies.

Of course, in the eyes of others, this rookie used for comparison is Mo Qianying next to him, seeing that the five male lions have rushed over, Mo Qianying is still standing in place, as if he is completely frightened by this scene.

Seeing his performance like this, not only the audience at the scene couldn't stand it, but even his four teammates were a little dissatisfied, and they all cast fierce glances at Mo Qianying, looking as if they wanted to kill him and throw him to the male lion opposite before Mo Qianying became a burden.

As if sensing everyone's dissatisfaction with him, Mo Qianying finally made a move, but instead of turning around and fleeing back into the iron cage, he drew his dagger, and then rushed to the red-haired lion opposite who had already locked his eyes on him.

As soon as he came up, he picked one of the toughest opponents, and Mo Qianying's courage to send him to death won the respect of his four teammates for a short time, but their eyes were the same as those of the audience, vaguely sad, as if they were making a final farewell for this poor guy.