Wei Huo sensed his surroundings carefully. The chips behind the necks of the prisoners on the platform had all been removed. At that moment, they were being monitored by several cameras in this huge space.
Cameras were just what Wei Huo and the others called them. In fact, these camera-like things did not look like cameras at all. They were invisible and could hide in the air. They could appear in any corner and move around. They were more like invisible eyeballs.
At that moment, the voice seemed to have seen the prisoners on the platform through the magical camera. It suddenly became confused. "Why are there 13 people? Did those guys make such a low-level mistake again? Forget it. It's the same anyway. "
The group of prisoners frowned. In fact, they had already guessed something when they saw the 12 paths connecting the platform. The 12 paths corresponded to 12 people. However, one more person had appeared at that moment. That meant that one person was not qualified to go on the 'road'! The voice said, "I'll now announce the rules of the game.
As you can see, there are twelve paths connected to the platform, but only six of these twelve paths are real, and the other six are fake. If anyone chooses a fake path, then the fake path will collapse, and that person will fall into the magma. Although the real path can lead to the next stage, only one person can pass it. "
A prisoner shouted, "But there are 13 of us! Is there a mistake? "
The cold voice said, "So what if there's a mistake? Which one of you isn't a scumbag who deserves to die? It's already the greatest mercy to let you live. Besides, if you pass the final stage, not only will you obtain freedom, but you will also obtain a billion Magma Coins and a new identity. "
The other prisoners fell silent. However, some prisoners were sneering, as if they had thought of a way to solve the current stage. Wei Huo understood everything when he heard that. This was a deathly game.
Wei Huo understood everything when he heard that. This was a game of death. All the death row criminals were gathered there and given them a huge temptation. Then, they would keep challenging the levels. The cameras would broadcast the situation to another place in real time for those people to watch. The people watching these games of death were probably the higher-ups of the volcano, the real controllers of the city. Wei Huo was shocked. He had no idea what was going on.
The values of the Atlanteans in the underwater world were completely different from those of the land people. Here, as long as one took one more step, breathed one more breath, or said one more word without money, one would be arrested.
And these unforgivable criminals could use this method to obtain freedom and money. At the end of the day, no matter what world, no matter what era, and no matter what species, the law of the jungle was the law of the jungle.
It was just that the pursuit of strength had become the pursuit of money and power. There was essentially no difference.
Wei Huo thought about the imposing aura he had sensed previously. It seemed like someone had unleashed their potential under the threat of death and reached the Epic stage!
In that case, the game cage under the magma could continuously increase the number of Atlantean experts.
However, why were the Atlanteans gathering them? Could it be that they were preparing their troops to challenge an even stronger enemy?
This information could not be bought with money. The Atlanteans would not be so stupid as to put all their knowledge in the knowledge store. In that case, the so-called Soul Refining Water was not the biggest secret of the Atlanteans. Wei Huo continued hiding himself.
His intuition told him that the Atlanteans were preparing for an even stronger enemy. Even though they had over 300 Legendary creatures, they still felt that it was not enough. That was why they were using all sorts of methods to nurture new experts.
At that moment, the strong prisoner from before said, "Can the game begin? I can't wait! "
A cold voice was heard. "The game has begun. Start your escape, scumbags!"
This person seemed to be extremely dissatisfied with the prisoners. He kept calling them scumbags, but even he had to admit that these scumbags could often unleash powerful potential.
At this moment, the strong prisoner suddenly grabbed the neck of a thin prisoner and said coldly, "You seemed to be resentful towards me just now. Do you think I'll tolerate you and wait for you to stab me in the back?"
The captured prisoner struggled and said, "Tank, you can't kill me. If you kill me, you'll die too!"
Tank grabbed the thin prisoner and walked toward one of the paths connected to the cube platform. He said, "Of course I won't kill you, but if you want to live, you have to help me find the way forward."
The 12 paths were paved on magma, and the hot temperature kept roasting everyone. They only had a prisoner uniform. Although they were all Rare-ranked existences and were very heat-resistant Atlanteans, they would die of dehydration if this went on for a long time.
Six of the 12 paths were real, and six were fake. If one took the wrong path, one would fall into the magma. The real path could only accommodate one person.
After the prisoners heard the rules, most of them immediately thought of a solution. They would let other prisoners explore the path. They would give up on the fake path and walk the real path themselves.
"This is a great opportunity," Tank said. "If you're lucky enough to find the real path, I'll let you go. That way, you'll have at least a 50% chance of choosing the real path. That way, you'll be able to survive."
Although they were both Rare-ranked, there were strong and weak ones. He was obviously one of the weaker ones. After struggling for a while, he suddenly stopped struggling and said, "In that case, can you let me choose myself? I'm very confident in my luck."
Tank grabbed his neck but did not pinch him hard. He said, "Are you trying to play tricks? I can let you choose, but I won't let go. Choose. I'll bring you to that path after you choose! "
The thin prisoner did not struggle. He pointed at a path on the left. "That one!"
Tank sneered. "This is just stalling for time!"
He walked over and lifted the emaciated prisoner in front of him. Then, he placed the prisoner on the path paved with magma. But at this moment, the emaciated prisoner's neck suddenly became extremely soft, and his head became as small as a fist. Then, he slid down from Tank's hand and stepped on the path. At the same time, he shouted, "A 50% chance, I'll bet!"
After saying that, the thin prisoner jumped forward again and escaped Tank's attack range at a speed that was impossible for a Rare-ranked creature to have.
Tank wanted to chase after him, but the thin prisoner sneered. "Tank, do you want to die with me? Only one person is allowed to step on this path! "
Tank's expression turned extremely ugly. He had never expected that the thin prisoner would have the ability to shrink his bones. Furthermore, he could even shrink his skull. Was his brain only as small as a fist?
However, at that moment, the thin prisoner's head separated from his body and fell into the magma. Without the control of his head, the corpse fell into the magma as well.
A sizzling sound was heard, and a burnt smell wafted over.
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