The spectator stands of the Colosseum had turned into a huge iron cage. Steel structures were constantly emerging from all directions, wrapping around the huge cage. Layers of steel bars were rolling about, like a wall of thorns.
As the people from other parts of the colosseum were driven into the cage by the steel bars, the already narrow space of the stands became even narrower. Some of the weaker spectators were pressed against the wall, and the twisted metal thorns pierced through their bodies. As the crowd squeezed, the thorns rubbed against their flesh and blood. In a short while, more than a dozen people were hanging from the wall.
Only the big shots at the top of the stands were able to maintain their composure. Each of them was silent, and their expressions were unpredictable. Some of them even looked at Chen Ang with some arrogance.
Chen Ang knew that the forces they controlled were gathering all their strength. These people were probably still dreaming about how to torture themselves when the power to protect them arrived.
They had been away from fear and nightmares for too long. What Chen Ang wanted to do was to make them remember.
On the wide stage, more than a dozen mutated beasts guarded Chen Ang like loyal dogs. The youths and "goods" that were hung from the ceiling and locked in the cage had been released. They huddled together and hid at the back of the stage like fledglings.
Daredevil and The Punisher stood calmly beside Chen Ang, as if they were spectators of the game.
"The purpose of this game is very simple. I need some people to die miserably, very miserably, the most miserably, in order to lure out some of the things hidden in the dark side of the world. Then, I'll kill them all and save the world!
"I've already discussed the specifics with the two judges. They are very much in favor of using the flesh and blood of the dregs to save the world. They are also willing to contribute to the world. Our responsibility is to toy with you until you die, and your responsibility is to use your lives to make some contributions to the world.
"This is the big picture, and we have to focus on the big picture!"
Before Chen Ang could finish, all kinds of obscenities were vaguely heard from the stands. Everyone's voice was very low, but when they were joined together, it became a buzzing sound. Chen Ang looked around and asked softly, "Do you agree with this statement?"
No one dared to look him in the eyes. Only then did Chen Ang smile. "Very good. Frankness is the first step between us, and we've completed this step very well. This is a successful exchange. I apologize to everyone here. Killing you is not my hobby, but sometimes, for the sake of the big picture, some sacrifices are unavoidable. I hope you understand. "
Chen Ang bowed to them. "Please, in order to save the world, you must die miserably."
Feeling the boiling filth around him and the burning malice of the people in the stands, Chen Ang finally revealed a trace of a smile. However, this was still not enough. Comparing the huge 'of nutrients' of the infected to the nutrients squeezed out of these 'crops', the 'Crops', 'and' Chen Chen ',', 'Of the', ','
"Your hatred, your pain, is not strong enough!"
Rubbing his Tianying acupoint tiredly, Chen Ang casually pointed his index finger. Two mutant beasts squatting next to him immediately rushed into the crowd. The thorns opened a path for them, and the crowd desperately retreated, avoiding them.
More victims were squeezed and hung on the thorny wall, pushed by the crowd, feeling the pain of the tiny thorns piercing their bodies. It was like stirring a hemp rope in their bodies.
So someone squeezed in the opposite direction, so that the mutant beasts could easily pick out a poor person, take him away, and put him in front of Chen Ang.
The man looked left and right, his eyes full of madness and despair. Chen Ang patted him on the shoulder. "Don't worry, it's a good thing. It won't torture you. "
Chen Ang smiled and pointed to the stands. "The question is very simple. Find someone you know among them and tell me his weakness, okay? What he cherishes, what he dreams, what he fears … As the clown said before, it's a tragedy to destroy a person's beautiful things for him to see, right? "
This was a terrible question. As soon as it was asked, someone in the crowd shouted wildly.
"Adam, you son of a b * tch, f * ck, f * ck! Aren't you a superhero? You're f * cking threatening us with your family … "
"Superhero?" Chen Ang was stunned, then shook his head firmly. "Unfortunately, I'm not. I'm just an ordinary person who likes this world. There are many people who like this world as much as I do. Is it your family that you care about?"
"Please sacrifice yourself and your family for the greater good, okay?"
"F * ck!" The man punched the thorns with his fists almost crazily, letting his fists be cut into a bloody mess, revealing the white bones. He just roared, "Kill me if you can! Kill me! "
"You're very emotional …" Chen Ang sighed. He turned back to the man in front of him and asked, "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 him, Arthur! I beg you! Don't listen to that b * tch! Adam, kill me … "
Arthur was almost scared out of his wits by Chen Ang. He trembled, almost unable to speak.
Chen Ang was very gentle. He said to him very gently, "Don't panic, look at me. It's just a few words. Do you have a dream? It hasn't been realized yet, what a pity! Tell me, it's just a matter of a few words … Okay … Bell Street, right? Thank you! "
Chen Ang patted his face. After Arthur let out a sigh of relief, he wrapped the clean cloth around his face again and punched him in the face.
Arthur's face was flattened, and one of his eyeballs fell out. He struggled on the ground in pain. Chen Ang punched him in the chest again. Organs and black blood splattered out of his mouth. He struggled in pain for a while before dying.
"He already said it!" someone in the crowd asked in despair.
"So I gave him a reward!" Chen Ang spread his hands in confusion. "Are you going to torture him again? You're too cruel! I promised him a quick death! "
"Then what's the difference between him and those who died?" Robert asked through the microphone in the private room.
He was pointing at the corpses hanging on the thorns.
"The difference is that I won't go after what he cherishes!" Chen Ang said calmly. "Today, I must find the infected. If the sacrifices aren't enough, I will start from your family, lovers, and children … Trust me, if this process doesn't go smoothly, it will be a huge number. I don't want this to happen … So please, you must die a horrible death! "
Chen Ang drew a circle around the corpses hanging on the thorns. "Start from them!"
The blood and cruelty in his words made everyone shudder. Chen Ang was still sighing. "It's a pity to kill Clown so early! He was a talent … When I think of the huge number, I regret it! "
Then he turned back to the center of the stage. At this time, the cloth around his hand was dyed red, and blood was even dripping from his fist. Rubbing his fingers, Chen Ang searched the crowd for a while and finally found the man who had spoken earlier.
"Arthur said you're called, right?" Chen Ang looked at everyone. His voice was not very loud, it was even a little low. He said frankly, "Your family is fine now, but I will definitely reunite your family and participate in this game together. You're still alive! The most important thing is to be happy! Happy is to be together as a family. Even if we go to hell together, we will still be happy!
"I hope your family is happy!"
Chen Ang's calm tone and the painful wails formed a sharp contrast. It was like a black and white scroll that was gradually blurring, mixing up the black and white, turning yellow and crisp.
"What about tragedy? It is to take the things that others cherish and destroy them!
"What about pain? It is to let them experience the process of tragedy over and over again!
"What about despair? It is when tragedy comes, there is no way for you to avoid it!
"Today, I bring tragedy, pain, and despair to you not only to torture you, but also so that you can find redemption in the process. Apocalypse, Ancient Snake, Adam, the Trinity, Amen!
"May Apocalypse bless you …"
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