"Hey!" Jusis was startled and hurriedly pounced on the hole. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But Anthrite's figure finally disappeared at the entrance of the cave. They don't have ropes with them, and if they jump, they won't be able to get up.

Jusis poked his head out and shouted down, "Are you okay, how's it going?"

His words echoed through the passage.

He was answered by the sound of a sword unsheathed.

I only heard Anthralis shouting back below: "I want to say, it's not good." There are a lot of enemies. ”

There are a lot of enemies? Even if there are more guards below, it should not be a threat to Anthracene, who is agile and can dodge bullets.

Anthrite's voice even sounded a little trembling, what kind of terrifying enemy she was facing.

Jusis couldn't figure it out.

If possible, he would have carved through the ground and jumped down to protect Anthralis.

......

Mr. Eleven is a Colosseum guard.

But lately, some cluttered memories have been coming to his mind. These memories tell him that he was once a slave who duel in the field.

He didn't understand why he had such a ridiculous idea.

But when I think about it, apart from my name "Eleven" (although it doesn't sound like a human name) and identity, my previous memories are as vague as a veil.

Moreover, it seems that he has tried to escape from this place.

The pain was so intense that Eleven crouched down with her head covered. Not again. Every time Eleven tried to think deeply, it was as if dozens of steel needles had been stuffed into his head.

But despite his doubts, he is still willing to keep the status quo. Because there was a voice in his head telling him to do it. So he continued to dutifully work as a guard, repeating the same boring job every day

But today, the Colosseum seems to be in trouble.

At the end of a slave fight, the guests were overjoyed and angry, and were in high spirits preparing for the next bet.

Unexpectedly, the next person to enter the arena was the chief of the guard. He said loudly: "Today's performance is temporarily suspended, distinguished guests, please come back." ”

There was an uproar.

The guests were willing to agree, and threw the sundries in their hands at him.

"I lost money, and I'll definitely make it back in the next game!

"The little money I just won is not enough for me to stuff my teeth!"

The guard stood in place, silently bearing the impact of the debris: "The show must be stopped. But if you insist on staying on site, we will not be able to guarantee your safety. ”

When some of the guests heard this, they immediately retreated.

Of course, there were tough guys: "Don't bluff people! Call your boss for me, or I want you to look good!"

I only heard the guard say lightly: "Our boss is inconvenient now, even if you kill me, you won't be able to see him." ”

After hearing this, the guests finally left. It's just that they all have doubts left in their hearts. You know, the Colosseum is Evanson's money printing machine. What trouble did the usual boss Evanson get into that made him have to suspend the business of the gladiatorial arena.

Eleven watched as the last guest left the venue. The entrance door is tightly closed.

The captain of the guard suddenly opened his mouth and gave an order: "Kill all the slaves!"

None of the guards and servants raised any questions, and stood outside the cage with their guns in their hands and carried out the order. The eleventh is no exception.

Screams rang out one after another. The slaves were staring in terror and were in a pool of blood.

The minds of these executioners are so uniform.

When Eleven brutally killed the slave, he looked at the lifeless body, and his heart did not fluctuate.

What's wrong with you?

After the bloody ritual was completed, the entire underground suddenly shook violently, and the force seemed to collapse the entire underground.

Strangely, the cause of the earthquake came to Eleven's head: explosives had blown up the passageway, and the intruders could no longer escape.

Eleven was confused. Why do you know the reason, and no one explains it......

Then, Eleven felt his consciousness blur and his eyes roll over the ground. His body began to change, and his skin became more and more dry.

The most terrifying thing is that his body is slowly becoming uncontrollable.

It wasn't until he lost consciousness that Eleven suddenly remembered something.

Yes. He, number eleven. Originally a slave in the Colosseum.

On that day, there was a big disturbance in the gladiatorial arena, and Eleven, as a slave, had a chance to escape.

He called that day a lucky day.

Unfortunately, Eleven didn't get far before he was recaptured.

There is only one fate that awaits him - the death penalty.

In underground slave farms, the death penalty was generally carried out with drugs. Soon, Eleven was tied to his bed and injected with some kind of poison, and he could even clearly feel the passage of life.

The intensity of sleepiness caused him to close his eyes.

When Eleven wakes up again, he has become a guard in the underground arena.

Eleven came back to his senses from the sea of memories and used what little control he had left over his body to touch his chest with all his might.

Sure enough, there was no heartbeat there.

It turned out that he was already dead.

Standing here is nothing more than a living corpse.

At the same time, the eleventh also saw that the other guards had also stood their feet and were changing.

It turned out that he was not alone.

That's enough.

With a smile on his face, the last shred of consciousness of Eleven quietly disappeared.

......

As soon as Anthracene landed, she found that the passage was almost full of people.

No, it is not known whether they can be called human or not.

They are unkempt, some roll their eyes, and some don't even have eyeballs. Most of the skin on his body is also chapped and peeling. Everyone moves awkwardly in one direction, like marionettes.

However, when they saw a woman descending from the sky, the marionettes stopped. Then he suddenly turned around and walked towards Anthracene.

Anthracene stabilized her mind and pulled out the thorns, ready to meet these unknown creatures for a while.

It seems that she jumped to an incredible place.