"So it finally came to light, this is still an execution." Sensing the heaviness of the atmosphere, Duan Qing shook his head and looked at the dark stone wall in front of him, summarizing the previous theme in one sentence: "And according to what you mean,

Their efficiency and success rate are quite high...hasn't anyone escaped using this rule over the years?"

"No, not one."

Huan Meng chuckled: "Because...since Emperor Frey, the one who supervises the final execution of this rule is the emperor himself in each generation."

"Go to the palace and look at the row of portraits of previous emperors. From left to right there are more than twenty, which are the collection of the last gatekeepers of each generation of the arena." He laughed and said: "Just take Fu

Lei Lai, she has cut off countless heads in her life, and the lives she has destroyed here with her own hands...are enough to line up from here to the city gate of Redcar."

"This is her fighting arena and her execution platform." He stopped laughing and pointed at the seemingly invisible stone wall: "And everything here... is the most powerful family in the Fleur Empire.

The proof is also a monument to them.”

"Of course...it's also a nightmare for all their enemies."

"Then...did that empress also kill many innocent people?" The originally majestic image was covered with a halo of blood. The girl grabbed her pigtails and asked, "Such a powerful person..."

"Those people are all death row prisoners in name only. Let's not..." Duan Qing pressed her head and whispered: "Those who can survive the first nine levels are not ordinary people, right?"

"There is no merciful law in the heart of the superior." The whisperer on the side stroked his head and laughed: "It is somewhat similar to my philosophy, oh hehe..."

"What a liar." Duan Qing curled his lips mercilessly, and then took the lead to walk under the oval building: "It's just a stadium, what's there to be afraid of... let's go!"

"You go first, I won't follow you in."

The wind-like man suddenly shook his head: "I have other agreements with... the people in our guild, just wait for them here. After you go in, go up the stairs, it's easy to

If you can find a way into the infield, there will probably be no guards..."

"Well, in that case..."

One of the six people separated in an instant, and then stood at the door for a while under the eyes of Huanmeng who came out. Then he gradually merged into the flow of people entering the arena and disappeared into the darkness of the entrance. He shook his head

He shook his head, then returned to the corner of the square he had just passed, and then waited quietly with his hands in his pockets amidst the sound of his windbreaker. At a certain moment, a player wearing a gray robe broke away from the crowd, and then at the same time

Amid the wind, he walked up to Huanmeng and said, "President."

"Coming? Where are the others?"

"They are all monitoring each other."

"……The results of it?"

"Except for the people on the list who didn't participate in the game from the beginning, basically everyone else came."

"...They are here too?"

"Yes, as long as they are participants in the competition."

"strangeness……"

The man in the trench coat pinched his chin: "Are they that confident...or have they been prepared for a long time?"

"President, should we..."

"...No need, let's continue watching."

Lifting up his coat, a strange smile appeared on Huanmeng's face.
Chapter completed!