In the depths of subspace, a place of crimson and blood.

The Blood Sea Arena ushered in a special champion who had no name, no identity.

In each hand, he held an axe made of brass or something, and with each slash caused the challenger's head to detach and his head to roll off.

Blood was spilled one after another, and the corpses of the terrible warriors of countless eras and worlds piled up.

"Huh," he said

"Warhammer: Primordial Zero" Chapter 314 Blood Sea Arena is in the middle of a hand fight, please wait a moment,

Once the content is updated, please refresh the page again to get the latest updates!