Five more people appeared in the cell, and the five people they had met before also came to the middle of the cell at some point, and then looked at themselves on the torture instrument with a frightened face.

"Game on, Boom!"

A dangerous voice suddenly echoed in the cell, and then a piece of information entered the consciousness of several people, so they all knew the rules of this game, the rules of the extremely bloody game.

Everyone noticed that there was suddenly an extra dagger in their hands.

Looking at the jagged teeth on the dagger blade, and then thinking of the rules of the game, some people immediately fluctuated in mood and shouted and cursed.

"Who's pretending, get out of here!"

Someone tried to cut off the chains trapped in them on the torture instrument, but found that no matter how much they slashed, they couldn't shake the chains in the slightest, but if the position was slightly wrong, the dagger pierced into the body, leaving a bloody wound, and the exact same wound would appear on his own body.

This is part of the rules of the game, and every wound on the body of oneself on the torture instrument will be completely reproduced on the body of the body.

So they stopped destroying the torture instruments and ran away, trying to escape from this strange prison, but no matter how they escaped, they would find that the walls that seemed to be within reach were actually impossible to reach in any way, and once they stopped running, they would find themselves still in the middle of the cell, standing in the center of a circle of torture instruments, and in front of them, the torture instrument with their own bodies tied to it stood impressively in front of them.

This weird cell and the weird torture device, as well as the even weirder self on the torture tool, put everyone under tremendous psychological pressure.

Glaar suddenly turned his gaze to Ron, "What kind of weirdness is this? Did you get us involved?"

"It had to be him. Immediately someone added, "Tell me, how can I get out of here?"

"I don't know. Ron shrugged.

"Say it quickly. One of the apprentices couldn't help but rush at Ron, grabbing Ron's collar with one hand.

Ron didn't dodge, but stood there motionless, but his eyes suddenly became dangerous.

"Don't be impulsive. Theos suddenly appeared and grabbed his hand, "This grotesque thing we've been caught up in is called the Blood Prison Feast, and we can't get out unless we complete the game according to the rules." ”

Theos gave Ron a deep look, "Even if you kill someone, you can't get out." ”

The apprentice glanced at Ron with some hatred, "I'll spare your life first." ”

Although Ron had already shown his strength, he didn't think Ron could match the five of them, especially with Ragher and Theos.

He would never have known that what Theos meant by killing a person, nor that Theos had saved his life because the rules of the game required his life.

"Theos?" Ragher was a little surprised that Theos would know about the grotesqueness.

"Young Master Lager, don't worry too much, this grotesque is not a mortal death. "As long as we play by the rules, we can get out of this grotesque." ”

Theoston paused, "Of course not everyone has a chance to get out alive, and if you lose the game, you will die." ”

"What does it mean to be a game success?" someone asked.

"Recall the rules of the game and you'll know. In the end, Theos patiently reminded, "Remember not to interfere with others, otherwise the punishment of the game will be severe." ”

With that, Theos walked over to the other Theos torture instrument that was bound to him.

Poof!

The serrated dagger in Theos' hand stabbed directly into Theos's thigh on the torture instrument.

Ron saw his body tremble, blood flowing from both his body and his body.

The blood flowed to the ground and was then absorbed by the cell.

The serrated blade pulled out of his thigh, bringing out more flesh, but Theos didn't hesitate to stab the other thigh.

Theos's cruelty to himself caused a tense atmosphere to permeate the cell.

Even though Theos had followed the rules of the game and started a brutal self-mutilation, not everyone had the courage to do so, and one of the apprentices trembled and threw the dagger to the ground.

Ron took a deep breath and also aimed the dagger at himself on the torture instrument.

The first knife, Ron also chose to stab the thigh, the sharp pain and blood gushed out at the same time, feeling the serrated blade in and out of the flesh, Ron felt every nerve and every cell in his body trembling and moaning, but his consciousness was extremely clear, and he couldn't even pass out, although the wound on his thigh came with uncontrollable pain, but it weirdly did not affect the body's standing.

Ron shuddered and drew his dagger, stabbing it out one after the other, without the slightest hesitation, as if he were not feeling well with himself.

A roar of pain rang out from the cell, and all five of them chose to follow the rules of the game, except for one apprentice, who chose to throw away the dagger in his hand out of fear.

Although the grotesqueness of the blood prison feast is weird, it is not the only one, there have always been all kinds of grotesque in the wizard's world, and most of the apprentices have some understanding of the grotesque, so they know very well that once they are involved in the grotesque, if they can't break free with their own strength, then abiding by the grotesque game rules is the only choice, at least among all the recorded grotesques, there has not yet been the kind of grotesque that has no way to live, purely for the purpose of death, and most of the grotesques have the hope of survival, but the difficulty is different。

The time was starting to get extra long, but by the time Ron counted the thirtieth slash, his slash had moved from his thigh to his arm, and his legs were no longer able to find a place to continue.

At this time, in addition to Ron, there are also Theos and Glar.

The other two people who followed the rules of the game, one of whom had already had an emotional breakdown, and not all of Ren had a big heart, and this cruel self-harm was enough to drive anyone who was not mentally determined to drive them crazy.

The other accidentally stabbed the dagger in his hand into the fatal vital point, ending his life prematurely.

And yet the game continues.

The massive loss of blood caused Ron's consciousness to begin to blur, and even to appear ghosted, and the dagger he stabbed out began to deviate.

Ron gritted his teeth and took out a powerful healing potion to pour it into himself, and when the potion was brought to his mouth, Ron suddenly removed the potion and poured it into Ron's mouth on the torture device.

The potion unexpectedly took effect on both bodies at the same time, and Ron felt the loss of stamina and life slowly begin to slowly return to his body, and then he began to self-harm seemingly endlessly.

"It can be like this. Theos glanced at Ron, muttered, and thrust the dagger into his lower abdomen.

Theos's hands were very steady, and even though there were fifty-seven deep wounds on his body, each of his knives remained as calm as ever, and only those who were well-versed in the anatomy of the human body would have noticed that many of his knives were pierced into vital points, and while bleeding profusely, they ensured the safety of his life and did not die from this kind of self-harm.

Raguel's body has an eerie paleness, a secret technique of the Brussels family that transforms the body into something somewhere between a living body and a corpse.

All three persisted in their own way, except for the dull echo of daggers piercing into flesh, and a muffled grunt.

As Ron was nearly numb and on the verge of collapse, an unfamiliar voice appeared.

"Game over!"

The three of them raised their heads at the same time a little dazedly, "It's over?"