Fantasy World Transmigration

?The stand of the arena has turned into a huge iron cage. There are steel structures coming from all directions, winding around the entire huge cage. Layers of steel bars are tumbling, like a wall of thorns.

As people from other parts of the arena were driven into the cage by the steel bars, the already narrow space in the stands became even narrower. Some weak spectators were pressed against the thorn wall, and twisted metal thorns pierced their legs. The bodies, as the crowd crowded, rubbed back and forth among the flesh and blood, and within a short while, more than a dozen people were hanged to death on the wall.

Only the bosses at the top of the stands could remain calm, each of them was silent, with unpredictable expressions, and even looked at Chen Ang with a little pride.

Chen Ang knew that the forces under their control were gathering all their strength. I'm afraid these people were still dreaming about how to torture their dreams when the power to protect them arrived.

They have been away from fear and nightmares for too long, what Chen Ang has to do is to make them recall again.

On the wide stage, more than a dozen mutated beasts guarded around Chen Ang like loyal dogs, while the teenagers and "goods" who were suspended from the ceiling and locked in the fighting cage had already been released. They huddled together like Hiding at the back of the stage like a baby bird.

Daredevil and The Punisher stood beside Chen Ang calmly, like spectators of the game.

"The purpose of this game is very simple. I need some people to die miserably. Miserably, the most miserable, the most tragic kind, to seduce some things hidden in the dark side of the world, and then kill them all to save the world!"

"I have already talked to the two judges about the specific situation. They are very much in favor of saving the world with your dregs of flesh and blood, and are willing to contribute to the world. Our responsibility is to play you to death, your responsibility It is to use your life to make some contribution to this world."

"This is the overall situation, and we must focus on the overall situation!"

Before Chen Ang finished speaking, all kinds of obscenities could be faintly heard in the stands. Everyone's voices were very low, but together they made a buzzing sound. Chen Ang looked around and asked softly, "Do you agree with this statement?"

Wherever he looked, no one dared to look at him, so Chen Ang smiled: "Very well, frankness is the first step between us, we have completed this step very well, this is a successful exchange. I would like to apologize to everyone here, it is not my hobby to torture and kill you, but sometimes for the sake of the overall situation, some sacrifices are unavoidable, please understand."

Chen Ang bowed to them: "Please, in order to save this world, you must die a miserable death."

Sensing the burning filth around him and the fiery malice of those people in the stands, Chen Ang showed a slight smile, but the fire is not enough now. Comparing the huge 'nutrition' needed by those infected with the nutrients squeezed out by these 'crops' in front of him, Chen Ang couldn't help but sigh: "It's not enough!"

"Your hatred, your pain, is not strong enough!"

Rubbing the Tianying acupoint tiredly, Chen Ang casually tapped his index finger, and the two mutant beasts squatting next to him immediately rushed into the crowd. The thorns separated a hole for them, and the crowd backed away desperately with a slap.

More victims were squeezed and hung on the thorn wall, pushed and pushed by the crowd, feeling the pain of those tiny thorns piercing through the body, it was like stirring in the body with hemp rope.

Then someone pushed in the opposite direction,

Let the mutant beast easily pick out a poor creature, take it away, and put it in front of Chen Ang.

The man looked left and right, eyes full of madness and despair, Chen Ang patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, it's a good thing. I won't torture you."

Chen Ang smiled and pointed to the stands and asked him: "The question is very simple, you can find someone you know among them and tell me his weaknesses, okay? His cherished things, his dreams, what he fears... as That clown said before that it is a tragedy to destroy a person's good things for him, right?"

This question is terrible, and it is simply disgusting to the gods and ghosts. As soon as it was asked, some people in the crowd yelled and cursed frantically.

"Adam, you son of a bitch, Fuck, Fuck! Aren't you a superhero? You fucking threatened us with your family..."

"Superhero?" Chen Ang was stunned, then shook his head firmly: "Unfortunately, I am not. I am just an ordinary person who likes this world. There are many people who like this world as much as I do. Do you care about your family?"

"Please, you and your family, sacrifice for the overall situation, okay?"

"Falke!" The man hit the thorns with his fist almost crazily, allowing his fist to be bloody and bloody, and his bones could be seen. He just roared: "Kill me if you have the ability! Kill me!"

"You're very emotional..." Chen Ang sighed, he turned around and asked the man lying in front of him: "Do you know where his family is? Tell me!"

The man in the crowd wailed in despair, his voice almost tearing his throat: "Arthur, don't listen to his Arthur! Please! Don't listen to that cousin!...Adam, you killed me..."

Arthur was almost insanely frightened by Chen Ang. He was trembling, so frightened that he could hardly speak.

Chen Ang was very gentle, and said to him very gently: "Don't worry, look at me, it's just a few words, do you have a dream? It hasn't come true yet, what a pity! Tell me, it's just a few words... ...Okay...Is Bell Street right? Thanks!"

"Chen Ang patted his face, and after Arthur breathed a sigh of relief, he wrapped the clean cloth again, and then punched him in the face.

Arthur's face was flattened, one eyeball fell out of the eye socket, he struggled on the ground in pain, Chen Ang punched him in the chest again, internal organs and black blood clots spurted out from his mouth, he A painful struggle for a while, and then die.

"He already said it!" Someone in the crowd asked desperately.

"So I rewarded him!" Chen Ang spread his hands in confusion and asked, "Are you going to torture him again? You are too cruel! I promise to give him a happy one!"

"What's the difference between that and those who died?" In the box, Robert asked through the microphone.

He pointed to the corpses hanging from the bushes.

"The difference is that I won't pursue what he cherishes!" Chen Ang said calmly: "Today I must find the infected person. If the sacrifices are not enough, I will start with your family, lover, and children... Believe me, if This process is not smooth, it will be a huge number. I don't want to...so please die a miserable death!"

Chen Ang drew a circle towards the corpses hanging on the thorns: "Start counting from them!"

The blood and cruelty in his words made everyone shudder, but Chen Ang was still sighing: "It's a pity to kill the clown so early! He is a talent... Thinking of the huge number, I regret it a little!"

Then he turned around and returned to the center of the stage. At this time, the cloth strips around his hands were already stained red, blood was dripping from his fists, rubbing his fingers, Chen Ang searched the crowd for a while, and finally put the person who spoke before The man found it.

"Arthur said your name is **** right!" Chen Ang looked at everyone, his tone was not very high, even a little low, and he said plainly: "Your family is doing well now, but I will definitely send your whole family Reunion, to participate in this game together. People are alive! The most important thing is to be happy! Happiness is a family together, even if they go to hell together, they are still happy!"

"Hope you and your family are happy!"

There was a stark contrast between Chen Ang's calm tone and ****'s painful wailing on the field, just like a gradually blurred black and white flower scroll, confusing black and white, turning yellow and crisp.

"What about tragedies? It's about taking things that others cherish and destroying them for them to see!"

"What about the pain? Let them experience the tragedy process over and over again!"

"What about despair? When tragedy strikes, you are not inevitable!"

"Today I bring tragedy, pain and despair to you, not just to torture you, but to redeem you in the process. Apocalypse, the ancient serpent, Adam, the Trinity, Amen!"

"May the apocalypse bless you..."

(To be continued.)