The screams around seemed to have calmed down. The teenagers shivered and shook their heads desperately. The palace master smiled with satisfaction, and then pointed to the people who were screaming as nutrients for the blood pool, and spoke.

"The second way, be my sacrifice."

…………

Despair welled up in the hearts of the teenagers. Suddenly, someone shrank in the crowd, quietly retreated, and slammed headfirst into the ground, with such force that it was clearly determined to seek death.

thought it was the result of death, and even someone on the side couldn't bear to close their eyes. But nothing happened, not even a trace of blood on the ground.

A faint voice came, with a creepy tenderness.

"Life is precious, how good it is to be alive! Why seek death? ”

The palace master's hand grabbed in the air, and the young man was suspended in the air.

"Even if I die, I won't die for you, a demon! Yes......! Cheap"

The boy wanted to scream, but his throat seemed to be choked by something. The boy's eyes widened, and only horror remained in his eyes. He desperately hammered his throat with his hand, but he still couldn't speak, so he tried to bite his tongue and kill himself.

"Click".

No one did anything in front of everyone, and the boy took off his chin as if he had fallen into an evil spirit. Let out a slurred cry of pain.

"Don't worry, isn't there a third way?" The palace master squinted his eyes as if he was enjoying it, his fingers dangling up and down in the air, left and right, and the boy followed his movements up and down above the pool of blood, and several times some parts of his body wanted to fall into the tumbling pool. It wasn't until the poor boy had something dyed yellow under him that the palace master stopped his "prank".

"Third, be my most loyal subordinate and shed blood for me."

His fingers suddenly lifted up, and his five fingers spread. He made a lip shape in his mouth: "Pa!"

The boy fell into a pool of blood.

In the pool of blood, the boy did not die immediately, but was wrapped in a visible mass of blood. Dense blood worms wriggled under the boy's skin, and the worms burrowed into the boy's nose, eyes, ears, mouth, and eventually crawled out from all over the place. Every piece of flesh on his body was bitten bit by bit. The process is slow and clear.

The teenagers couldn't hold back anymore, or hugged their heads and cried, or lowered their heads and vomited, or screamed in fear...... The palace master did not show any dissatisfaction, but enjoyed it as if he was enjoying some moving and beautiful music. He also raised his head emotionally and closed his eyes.

"You have ten seconds to choose, out of these three paths."

"Ten."

"Nine."

"Eight."

…………

When the palace master counted to seven, someone shouted in the panic.

"Third...! Third...!"

In the face of death, everyone chose to live.

Even if the price of life is their freedom, self-esteem......

Shenqi's lips moved slightly, but he didn't speak. She remained silent.

Do you die standing or do you live on your knees? This is undoubtedly one of the most controversial issues in human history. Some say they want to live, because nothing is more important than life, and with life, everything is possible. Even his life is gone, it's really nothing. Some say they would rather die standing than live on their knees. There is no freedom in life, and dignity is there for others to spoil. There is no point in living that anymore. They have their own opinions, and they cannot say whose views are necessarily correct and whose views are necessarily wrong. It can only be said that the image of people is different.