After Wren dealt with the strange creature, the third battle in the black cage began.

It was another skinny boy, about the same age as the boy in the first battle. The body is also covered with stains, and I can't even see the appearance of my facial features.

The boy's opponent was a fat man with unkempt hair and a long leg bone in his hand, which looked like a human one, but seemed to be thicker.

Facing a fat man who was more than twice his height, the boy had no fear in his eyes. He was just looking at his opponent coldly.

At the other end of the square, Quinta suddenly raised his head and stared at the battle situation in the cage, tears rolling down in his eyes.

As soon as the battle in the cage began, the skinny boy was swept out by the leg bone in the fat man's hand. Then he slammed into the cage's iron bar, and his back was already covered with blood scraped by metal stubble.

Seeing this, Quinta frantically rushed towards the cage, but was just as she approached the crowd on the periphery, but was catapulted out by an inexplicable force. When he got up again, he just pounded the ground with his fists, but never looked up.

Bluebell watched in silence as the boy got up from the ground and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. From the ground rose a dagger left over from the first battle.

Seeing this, the corner of the fat man's mouth curled into an evil smile, and in the frantic cries of the crowd outside the cage, he picked up the bone stick again and slammed it towards the boy's waist.

Blue Bell secretly pinched his sweat, and the force of this blow was probably not even able to withstand himself. But at this moment, the boy's figure suddenly moved. Seeing that he was just an easy dodge, he dodged the fat man's attack, and then pounced forward, stabbing the dagger in his hand to the fat man's ankle.

"Ahh With the fat man's cry of pain, the boy was also kicked away by him.

The fat man threw down the big stick in his hand and wailed incessantly at the ground that was sitting on the ground. When the boy got up again, he kicked the fat man's bone rod far away, and then began to swim around the fat man with a blank face.

The dagger in the boy's hand stabbed the fat man in different parts again and again, each attack was not aesthetically pleasing to speak of, but each time it stabbed extremely deeply. After a long time, the fat man's whole person has become a bloody person. Due to a large amount of blood loss, he eventually collapsed limply.

The boy observed for a moment, and when he was sure that it was impossible for the fat man to get up, he stepped forward and plunged a knife into the fat man's throat. The fat man's legs glared a few times, and then he completely lost his life.

At this time, seeing the indifference on the boy's face, Bluebell couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. He understood very well that the fat man would not have lived for so long. It seemed to be a torture that the boy had carefully prepared.

The fat man's blood spread on the ground in the cage like a strange picture. Gradually, the scene in the square changed again.

A man covered in a thick animal skin stood on a high platform on the side of the square and shouted:

"The prison of Baal has a new guest. They will compete fiercely, and the winner will join us. And the loser ......"

The man pointed his cane not far away, and set it on a boiling cauldron of flames.

"Every part of the body will be dedicated."

"Roar!" The crowd unleashed a beastly cry, their eyes glowing with frenzy.

"The first guest to enter Baal's Prison, from the Hunter of the Flames, Quinta."

At this time, Bluebell saw that Quinta, who had been silent, suddenly stood up, with a determined look in his eyes, and strode towards the black cage.

"What are you going to do?" Bluebell suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"You go, find Wren and continue on your way." Quinta passed by Bluebell, leaving a word and burrowing into the black cage.

Blue Bell was about to say something, but heard the man on the high platform shout again:

"The second is our cliff walker, Rock Mountain." Immediately afterward, a skinny teenager was wheeled into the cage.

Blue Bell was suddenly stunned when he saw the young man, this turned out to be a rocky mountain buried in the pit of poisonous snakes. Why did he suddenly appear here? And why was he arranged to duel with Quintah?

No, Bluebell's heart beats extremely fast. The rocky mountain in front of him was not real, it seemed to exist only in Quinta's memory. So knowing that it is an illusion, why is Quinta obsessed?

"Quinta, what do you want to do?" Bluebell suddenly shouted.

"I owe Iwayama too much, I just want to be with him forever." Quinta saw Iwayama enter the cage, a long-awaited smile on his face, and a crystal slipped from the corner of his eye.

"Damn, you come out for me." Bluebell roared with blood-red eyes. But he was also cut off by an inexplicable force, and he couldn't get close to the cage at all.

"Take care of the fat man." Quinta left one last word, and along with all the noise in the square, it gradually disappeared.

"No!" Bluebell clenched his fists and looked up to the sky and screamed. In this strange mirror demon world, Quinta used his spiritual power to make the final choice of fate, and he had no power to stop it.

Looking back on the past of life and death along the way, Quinta and Iwayama have played an important role in the team, although they have been silent. They could have stayed in the West and lived the rest of their lives without a fight.

For the future, they have never expressed their wishes and go on the road with them, but only because of the fat man's words. If you go forward, I will follow. It's easy to say, but it's willing to hand over your fate to the other party. It means instinctive recognition and respect for peers.

In troubled times, what is more cherished than this kind of affection?

Iwayama's death had already made Bluebell feel guilty, and now Quinta's departure had completely broken him. How should I explain to the fat man?

"Bluebell, wake up. Don't fall into the trap, that's exactly what it wants. At this time, Rena's voice came with a crying voice.

Bluebell looked up suddenly, and noticed that there was an additional figure in the originally empty square, it was none other than Wren, who had disappeared for a long time. However, at this moment, Wren's expression was extremely abnormal, and his eyes revealed a scarlet light.

"If you want to take him away, you have to kill me. If he kills me, he will disappear as well. Wren's tone was extremely indifferent, and there was no mockery, more like a narrative of a fact, or an unsolvable cycle.

Intense anger and sadness churned in Bluebell's heart, and this negative emotion gradually began to converge, and finally condensed into a strange consciousness, completely occupying Bluebell's body.

At this time, a fierce wind blew in the square, obscuring the sky and the sun for a while. Bluebell's body rose in the wind, and her eyes glowed with a brilliant blue. The majestic voice echoed in the square, like the death knell of the end times.

"Despicable race, you are threatening me?"

Wren looked up at this scene, and there was a hint of doubt in his scarlet eyes. But as Bluebell's body gradually twisted, it was gradually replaced by fear.

"I don't mean to offend, it's just a hunger instinct......" Wren clenched his head in his hands and screamed in horror.

The blue bell's body swells up until it forms a huge ball, like a mysterious star.

"No......" Wren fell to his knees, his body gradually disintegrating, and finally turning into air currents and merging into the orb.

On the banks of the river, Alpha still sits in the cockpit of his chariot. Suddenly, layers of white gas came out of the whole river, and for a while the smoke was filled, and the river water gradually boiled.

Seeing this scene, Alpha hurriedly pressed a button on the electronic screen, and his tone seemed to be unusually excited:

"Silver Servant No. 9, 33rd...... The last recording, the subject's consciousness awakens, and the test can end early. ”

After saying this, Alpha leaned back in his chair as if relieved, and breathed a sigh of relief in an extremely human way.

Immediately, Alpha called up a map from the electronic screen, and after a simple adjustment, a clear route appeared in the map that had been extremely complicated, and a large circle was drawn on the other side of the river.

The focus of the Light Chaser has finally emerged.