Advance to the second level of the city, the Demon Beast Hell.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

"Boom!!"

The sound of fierce fighting filled every corner of the prison building, and the ground and walls trembled slightly.

"It's so noisy, and I won't let people sleep."

"It's been days, what's going on out there?"

"Has anyone escaped from prison?"

"It seems like who's fighting the Warcraft Jailers."

"No, don't laugh, those are man-eating monsters."

The cage in the corner holds the emaciated prisoners.

Even if the iron door of the cage is not locked, they don't want to go out, and for the second hell where the monsters are rampant, the sturdy cage is the only safe place.

"Stepping on the !!"

The huge stampede of the demonic beast gradually became clear, and then approached this corner with a shocking impact.

"Hey, hey! There's a monster coming this way outside! ”

"Rest assured, we're safe in the cage."

The prisoner was comforting himself, but the cage "squeaked-" and was opened by someone and forcefully opened, breaking in directly.

The sudden change made the three prisoners in the cage look over in unison.

Well, it's a black-haired boy with a young face, dressed in tattered clothes, and carrying a huge piece of cooked meat like a sea king in his hand.

Breaking into the cage casually, he locked the iron door of the cage with his backhand, sat directly on the floor, ignored the prisoners around him, and gobbled up cooked meat into his mouth.

"Hey, boy, you're ......"

A large prisoner in the cage was about to ask questions, when a huge black shadow slammed into the iron door of the cage with terrifying force.

"I want to eat! Give me something to eat! ”

The man-eating lion with the human face and the body of a lion stared at Zoren in the cage, roaring angrily, and the sharp teeth clattered the iron door.

Knowing very well that the man-eating lion did not have the strength to shake the iron gate mixed with the stone texture of the sea building, Zoren's face was calm and unwavering, and he solved the cooked meat in his hand.

The second-level Warcraft Hell, but there is no such thing as a jailer, it is equivalent to raising a group of Warcraft that tortures and hunts criminals.

Every day, the meat of the sea kings is uniformly distributed by the upper layer, so every time it will trigger a bloody battle of Warcraft, snatching food from the Warcraft group, what a crazy behavior, but without food support, the return of life cannot be maximized, and it is impossible to maintain the battle in the second layer of hell.

Under the noses of the angry roaring man-eating lion outside the cage and the three prisoners inside the cage, Zoren was greatly relieved after eating the large piece of cooked food in his hand.

In the state of life return, the nutrient-rich sea king's meat is quickly digested, nourishing the tired body of the high-load use of the Six Styles of Battle.

The physical strength that bottomed out finally eased slightly.

Zoren yawned, leaned his back against the cold walls of the cage, and closed his eyes sleepily.

"Hateful!"

The man-eating lion roared, gave up his continued gnawing at the iron gate, and after circling around the cage, he prostrated himself on the spot, as if he had decided to defend it.

"Oh my God, what the hell is going on!"

The three prisoners looked at each other, switching between the one man and the beast who were sleeping soundly through an iron gate.

"The fierce commotion that has been going on outside before, it can't be caused by this kid, right?" One of the prisoners spoke.

"It's very possible, but is this kid capable of fighting a man-eating lion?" Prisoner B's horrified gaze fell on the man-eating lion not far away.

The powerful demonic beast formed by the hybrid, the hideous and terrifying appearance of the human-faced beast, the hot air exhaled even from sleep, and the huge purring sound seemed to be beating drums and thunder.

His gaze turned back to the sleeping Zoren, with a delicate face, a thin body, and a childish age, and there was no place where he could see enough to match the man-eating lion.

"Hey, hey." The last prisoner suddenly lowered his voice, looked at the sleeping Zoren, and whispered, "Do you see clearly, that guy is wearing a jailer's suit!" ”

"Huh? Really! ”

"Be quiet, I didn't see the tattered clothes just now, but sure enough, they were the jailer's clothes, and this kid still had a cage key."

"That is."

The three prisoners, A, B, and C, glanced at each other, and the greed in their eyes flashed.

Being able to grasp the opportunity to escape from prison, even for a moment, is enough for those in hell to see light and hope.

As prisoners of the second level of hell, at least they have a certain notoriety outside, and killing people is as simple as a daily routine for them.

"This kid is too careless, as a jailer, he dares to break into our cage."

"Hey, hey, don't you know the cage is our territory?"

"Lower the voice, I'll ...... him"

Prisoner A grinned cruelly and made a motion to wipe his neck.

As prisoners of the second level of hell, at least they have a certain notoriety outside, and killing people is as simple as a daily routine for them.

Prisoner A shrank back and forcefully pulled away the stone shackles of the sea tower that imprisoned his hands and wrists, as a tool that could strangle his neck.

He took a light step and approached the sleeping Zoren.

In one or two steps, Prisoner A got closer and closer, and when he approached the range of one meter, he leaned down and stretched his hands towards his neck at the same time.

"It's going to be done!"

When his heart rises to his throat, the pleasure of Prisoner A's desire to erase his life is about to bloom on his face......

The next moment-

Zoren, who was asleep, raised his left leg without symptoms, and with his left foot bounced quickly, he kicked the armored prisoner in front of him into the air.

"Bang!!"

Flying upside down, prisoner A crashed into the wall on the other side of the cage, wailing and covering the lower abdomen of the kick, and his body went limp.

Prisoner B: "......"

Prisoner C: "......"

Zoren, who had unknowingly solved the threat, put down his feet soundly, still snoring slightly.

"Relying on the body to carve the subconscious of the battle, even if you are unconscious and asleep, will you reflex the threat that exists - this kid is really a monster."

"I can't afford to mess with it."

The remaining two shrank their heads in disbelief, and consciously retreated to the opposite corner of Zorren.

I don't know how long I slept, 10 minutes or 10 hours.

Until Zoren woke up, stood up quickly, and stretched his waist in good spirits.

He glanced at the three prisoners in the corner, well, somehow one had fallen somehow.

In fact, he is also very aware of the rules of the city, the capable prisoners are extremely weak and imprisoned by the shackles of the sea tower, and the prisoners who are too strong will lock their hands and feet together with the bones, so this is also the reason why Zoren does not regard the prisoner's combat power as a human being.

Now that his strength is full, there is no reason for him to continue to stay in the cage.

Zorren took out the key and opened the iron door, locked it, and walked out with a big grin under the eyes of the prisoner.

I thought he would leave cautiously, but I didn't expect Zoren to make an unexpected move the next moment.

I saw him walk up to the head of the man-eating lion, raise his thigh slightly, and step on its face: "You are still paralyzed, get up and continue to spar!" ”

After a brief silence.

"Boom !!"

The battle continues.