"Destroy this prison?" Catherine looked disapproving, "Are you finally, completely, completely insane? There are so many ways to get out of here, you can't think of it, you have to find your own death? Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Aluca shook her head and said, "I'm going to tell you a story...... Remember the scuffle that took place at the southern end of the prison when we first parted? The Whigs themselves were fighting among themselves, and I happened to pass by when I was attacked by a young man who did not dare to join the scuffle, and who was afraid of losing face and not wanting to run away...... Of course, I killed him. Afterwards, the man next to me told me that he was caught in this crazy place just because he fell and crushed the lord's lily......"

"How many people like him are there? They were just ordinary people, and because they came to this prison, they were forced to become criminals, and they were forced to accept the rules here. Attached to the strong, brave and ruthless, pretending to be strong, seemingly crazy, but lacking the necessary courage and ability...... There is no alternative. Either become part of the rules bent in the prison or be destroyed, with both parties working together to kill those who try to deviate from the rules, except for neutral prisoners whom they cannot resist. ”

“...... How can you say it......" Catherine's expression was complicated, "I didn't expect you to be so compassionate?"

"Compassion? No, you're mistaken. Aluca's eyes were full of frenzy, "I don't sympathize with these people, they chose to accept the rules, and they should bear the consequences of their choice." Why do I want to destroy this prison...... It's because all the rules that force others to accept them make me sick. There is a third way to create rules and accept them...... Destroy it. Just like the world, it never changes because of a certain person, each era has its own set of rules, and most people will choose to adapt themselves to the rules...... And I, if the rules upset me, I'm going to subvert them. ”

Catherine narrowed her eyes and said, "This kind of thinking of yours is dangerous. ”

"Perhaps Duke Roland will agree with my ......," Alouca laughed, "don't underestimate my determination...... You can't stop me, no one can. After I joined the Tories, the prison began to die, and the Whig helped me...... I really have to thank him. ”

Catherine wanted to say something, but the iron fence of the rest room was pulled open by the Knight of Thorns, so she had to ask instead: "If only one victor is allowed to survive this gladiatorial fight......"

"No way. "The number of prisoners in the prison is about three thousand to four thousand, and this one gladiatorial battle will throw in more than three hundred people, and if there is only one victor in the gladiatorial fight, it is impossible for so many prisoners to accumulate in the prison." My guess is that victory in gladiatorial battles should be conditional on killing a certain number of opponents, or surviving long enough...... Or both, so as to ensure that the gladiatorial fight is exciting, while avoiding the death of all prisoners, and sending new blood to the Sun Prison. ”

"Hopefully you're right. Catherine muttered.

"I'm always right. Aluca didn't know why she said that, but she had an inexplicable urge, "I just ...... The embodiment of truth. ”

——

A hundred miles away from Sun Prison, on a watchtower, three figures stood.

"He spoke up, Father. A young woman in a double-breasted tunic white robe said. Although she is beautiful, she is far from Catherine, but she has a unique temperament...... A blatant killing intent. A person like her can't be a killer, and a target who is hundreds of miles away will feel that death is imminent. In her left hand and in her right hand, she holds two sledgehammers, one gold and one silver.

Another man with a languid face continued, "Seven hundred years have passed...... The wheel of fortune has finally started to turn again, just not knowing where it will turn this time. He was dressed in the same way as the woman, and he carried a blood-red greatsword in one hand, resting on his shoulder.

Ainos is still dressed in that dress, a white-robed wine jug hardcover book, his expression is tranquil, and his bookish atmosphere is strong. "Don't try to interfere or guess the trajectory of fate, it will go where it should be," he said. Our duty is simply to create the necessary conditions for it to become an integral part of the wheel of fortune......"

Behind the white robes worn by the three of them, there is the word "truth".

"Has the change in the Overworld already happened?" the lazy man asked, "what a trouble...... It's too much trouble...... I always felt that it all happened too soon, and it brought out that psychosis. Even if it's you, the Father...... There's no way to control him, right?"

Ainos smiled, "I said it...... It's not something we can stop. The sun god is worthy of being one of the strongest in the divine realm, and his bloodline is too strong...... At the beginning, she was only a mortal, but she was able to forcibly change her life against the sky......"

Sledgehammer Girl said rather uneasily, "If he and she work together...... I'm afraid the Overworld will be out of our control......"

"That's impossible. "He and she are destined to be inseparable, one standing in the darkness and the other in the light, and their fate has long been predestined...... Don't doubt my judgment, after all...... Oh, I am the embodiment of truth. ”

——

When more than 300 prisoners gathered in the arena, the King of Rebellion appeared in the audience closest to the arena. He was a man in the prime of life with a crown on his head and a yellow robe, with a resolute but crazy expression, and a wild grin at the corners of his mouth.

"My subjects, my jailers, my prisoners...... Welcome to this bloody feast!" the Riot King waved his hands upwards in a burst of cheers. The creatures in the audience screamed frantically, and under the rule of the Rebel King, they had long since become believers in the rebellion, eager for killing and disorder.

Sometimes, disorder is also a kind of order.

The King of Rebellion leaned over the railings with his hands on them, looked at the prisoners in the battlefield, and said, "You are a group of heinous criminals. You deserve death, and your sins are unforgivable...... But merciful, I will give you a chance to live. As long as you survive the ensuing melee for an hour and kill more than ten enemies, you will have the honor of returning to the Sun Prison and will be able to survive...... Until the next gladiatorial fight arrives.

Thank me for my kindness, worms, and it is only in a worthless battle that you can regain your true nature...... It is only in aimless riots that you will find out who you really are! Civilization has ruined you! Common sense limits your talents! And I will free you from the shackles and let you learn to ...... To follow one's desires, to kill, to destroy, to ...... Be free!"

He didn't shout it, but it was heard in every corner of the Colosseum, as if He were whispering in everyone's ear, and his voice was calm, calm, faint...... and full of evil.

There was another cheer in the audience, they had already gone crazy.

And so it was...... Asking to survive for only one hour may cause the prisoners to react negatively, so add the rule of killing ten people and force the prisoners to kill......" Aluka said to the tin can beside him, "Do you hear that? ”

Dalton reluctantly replied, "yes...... It's as crazy as you ......."

"Don't insult madness. "He can only be called stupid at best." ”

Upon entering the battlefield, Aluka used the crowd to drag Dalton out of his personal space. He didn't plan to use Dalton to deal with the ensuing scuffle, but to create a "messenger" for future plans in this place that was not easily noticed.

If Dalton is "summoned" in prison, the other prisoners will take it for granted that Dalton is a summoned creature from Aluca—summoners are not uncommon in this world. In this way, it seems unreasonable that Dalton wants to send a message to Catherine's side.

Aluka also casually asked Questionon if he had ever been to a labyrinth, and the answer was naturally that he had not, which was also in line with Aluca's speculation...... But he never believed anything, including himself, and had to find evidence.

Dalton looked around at the prisoners and asked, "What should I do? Kill them?"

"Not really...... "no one can remember how many prisoners killed in the melee, and if the winner is X, the number of prisoners present is about 300, then ...... X+10X=300。 Simple math problem, when the number of survivors is close to 30, the gladiatorial fight is stopped. You just have to stick with it until then, and with your hard-fought appearance, most prisoners won't choose you as an opponent. ”

"That's good. Dalton said with mixed emotions, "I'm not very good at ...... Killing, although many of the prisoners here cannot be called human ......"

"I can understand you...... Children. Killing is not something to boast about, and I am a non-essential non-violent. Aruka clenched the sheath of the Dead, "But this time...... I'm afraid I'm going to have to work harder. ”

The bells rang, cheers rang through the sky, and all kinds of foul language flew from the audience to the battlefield.

The gladiatorial fight officially began.

The vast majority of prisoners were hesitant at this time, or rather lucky. Many of them are not criminals in the traditional sense, some have been caught because of their bad names, and some have been caught because they like to use cold water when bathing...... In a world ruled by riotous kings, anything can be a crime.

These people don't want to kill for no reason, and they don't have the skills to kill, and even though the Sun Prison has equipped each of them with weapons that are easy to use, they are not very good at using them.

When an ordinary person arrives in a strange and dangerous place, observing, thinking, and waiting are the necessary psychological processes. Even though they knew in their hearts that the orders given by the king of rebellion were true and that they had to kill others themselves to live, they still resisted spiritually. The herd mentality prevailed at this moment, and everyone waited for the lead killer to appear.

And Arouca ...... He won't wait.

The sword light lit up, and the Death with the [Draw Knife] bonus cut off the unlucky guy standing on Aluca's left side in the blink of an eye, and a blazing fireball burned the werewolf on Aluca's right side in the next second.

"What are you waiting for?" Aluca shouted, "Wait for the King of Rebellion to show his kindness and release you all before handing out a few pieces of candy?"

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the battlefield turned into purgatory on earth in the blink of an eye......