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The boy looked like a madman, and it had been seven days since he had been arrested.

This time, I'm afraid that no one can save him, he has to go to the arena, Gu Wu sighed. Seeing him is like seeing your former self.

I used to live in the mountains in the northern part of the continent. It's been a long time since I've forgotten what my hometown looks like, and I'm locked up like a wild beast in a cage that tosses around on a floating ship, and then on a carriage for days and nights.....

Until now, I still haven't gotten rid of this cage, the first time I saw the Apocalypse, I always felt a little familiar shadow, seeing the Apocalypse's skin gradually beastly and there was a fist wrapped in flames, this, isn't this the dragon clan? The lost "Burning Heaven Formula"? It doesn't look like it, his flame carries a cold and hatred, and it doesn't give people a warm and inclusive feeling like the legend.

I finally met a person of the same race, and I can't just die here.

Gu Wu helped the man in front of him. Several times Jigu Wu lobbied for the upper side to play in the boys' arena. However, this time it didn't work out.

Regarding Gu Wu's origin, everyone knows that he is just an ordinary half-orc.

In this continent, half-orcs, elves, orcs, and Tianyuan people, they are all products of evolution.

The harsh environment in the remote jungle has created a predominantly orc group of indigenous people. In the deeper part of the jungle, there is the primordial energy of the first opening of the world, so much so that later the creatures here have become very powerful after absorbing the energy, such as evil dragons, such as elves, and so on. As for the orcs, they have always been a race that has been excluded and discriminated against, simply because they are half-orcs.

The noble race cannot be explained at all, they are high, with thousands of years of ancient civilization accumulation, they are elegant and generous, clean and decent, they elegantly hold a transparent cup with high legs, the cup is filled with bright red wine is enjoying a visual feast, death and killing have become a status symbol, a symbol of power, power, nobility. They enjoyed it all as victors, never caring about the life or death of others, or rather, these inferior races and slaves were not "others" at all.

blame yourself, blame yourself for not having the strength, and can't protect the people you care about. The villagers were dead, it was a massacre, and the slave traders were unable to catch valuable slaves, and they took their anger out on the innocent ordinary villagers.

All dead. The only one in the village who witnessed this disaster was himself, and he couldn't die yet, Xiao Man, Xiao Yi, they are still in the Beast Control Sect! One day they will come back, and I am the fuse of the revenge and anger of the Three Forks Village.

The screams of the flames still linger in his mind, and Daddy struggles in pain, holding the demon in his wallet and screaming at himself. Leave me alone, go, go!

But how could he leave the old man alone? Apocalypse was like now, and he angrily overturned the damned slave trader and hugged his father.

Babu's heart stopped, but he was still clinging to the leg of a man who struggled and slashed down.

Apocalypse's roar at that time was no less than it is now, as if he was possessed by a demon, his mind was long gone, and he only instinctively protected the person in front of him. The knife was on Apocalypse's arm, and there was a clang. There was no blood splattering, and the enemy was horrified to find that this man had transformed, he was a half-orc?

Killing one enemy after another, the battle circle gradually grew larger, from a dozen to hundreds, and the corpses were in a circle, and the smell of blood was everywhere.

Apocalypse's eyes were red, who was this person in front of him?

In my memory, an old man wrapped himself tightly in his arms, the cold wind of the mountains and forests ruffled his hair, when the first rays of dawn shone on the earth, the old man smiled and pointed to the sky, seeing that the sun came out, and with the sun the night will leave us!

The baby seemed to be infected by the old man's emotions, and his sallow little face actually showed a smile......

As if entering a strange state, the outside world can no longer interfere with him, all the sharp edges of the weapons can only leave scars on his body, but there is no pain, he waved his hand, and the weapons of several people fell in response, without avoiding the edge of the weapon, letting his blood flow on the ground, and the blood of the old man in front of him.

The old man carried a wild boar in one hand, with a long bow and a sharp knife on his back, and despite his exhaustion, he put down his prey, and magically took out a small cute animal from his back...... I don't know why he didn't put this little animal in his pocket? Was he afraid that he would not pay attention to this treasure and escape? Why did he carry this little animal out of the thorny jungle with one hand? Carrying the prey in one hand and protecting this cute thing with the other? Seeing the child's excited expression, he saw in the old man's eyes an answer called satisfaction, or worthwhile.

The picture in front of him, scene after scene, the apocalypse had given up the struggle in the end, and let more than a dozen people tie themselves up into a big zongzi. The cold strange metal was put on his hands, and the metal ring seemed to be called the Bracelet of Confinement, and the burst of energy gradually receded from Apocalypse's body, and Apocalypse slowly became sober.

The child in the picture is himself! The person who once raised him is now lying in a pool of blood!

Apocalypse wailed. Who is it, who always throws the most delicious pieces of meat into his own bowl, while he gnaws on the bones on the side, talking to himself, complaining about the fatness of the meat, which is not to his liking!

Who is it, hand in hand to teach themselves hunting, cooking, fishing. Who carried himself on his back in his own sickness and climbed over the mountains to find the legendary miracle doctor?

And who saw himself standing up again, excited like a child, drunk at night!

"Ah......." This roar, with pain and unwillingness, with the longing for relatives, with the anger of revenge!

Don't you want to see the killing? I don't know when, Apocalypse's thinking has changed a little, and it seems that there is a killing intent that is stubborn to the soul quietly breeding in the bottom of his heart.

All the enemies in front of him were torn apart and shattered by this mad demon, and the high anger made his behavior strange, and this person's eyes were shining at this moment, a cold murderous aura!

In his madness, he pulled the beast's bones out of his flesh and slammed them into his chest and even his head, showing the nobles on the stage his desire to kill.

The aristocrats were fascinated, they admired the apocalypse! It wasn't that the apocalypse was powerful or dignified, they just felt that ordinary life was too dull and boring.

They see this kind of competitive fighting as a kind of concoction. They like to see all kinds of strong people prostrate at their feet and serve themselves, they just like this feeling, the feeling of being high, with this, they will feel that they are noble, and whether it is a beast or a human below, they are inferior.

This kind of behavior awakened the demonic nature in the heart of the Apocalypse! The Apocalypse was covered in blood, like a mad demon from hell.

The crowd was jubilant, it had been a long time since I had seen such a hearty battle.

Apocalypse was crazy, he didn't know what place this was, he was going to be taken there, the people around him were so strange, they were all screaming wildly, his eyelids slowly heavy, and finally fell.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, it must be better!]