Not only did he see the bloody scenes on the battlefield with rivers of blood and corpses everywhere, he also witnessed the extremely brutal fighting scenes in the Colosseum with his own eyes.

In this crazy world, the protagonist clearly realizes that he is just one of many tiny pawns.

No matter how hard you fight, you cannot change the tragic fate of being manipulated by others or even becoming a victim at any time.

This may also be one of the reasons why every generation of new executioners who have gone through untold hardships chooses to commit suicide without surprise.

After going through hardships and achieving victory by stepping on the corpses of their own kind, they thought they were escaping from hell, but in fact they entered a deeper hell.

However, those high and mighty rulers manipulate everything behind the scenes and enjoy this bloody carnival.

Ma Tuan felt that his brain was like a projector, replaying those horrifying images in a continuous loop: the pervasive smoke of war obscured the sky, making it almost impossible to breathe;

Blood splattered everywhere in the Colosseum, and the pungent smell of blood rushed straight to the head;

The mangled bodies lay scattered on the ground, as if telling of the inhuman torture they had endured in life;

There are also those monsters that look like neither human nor beast, their hideous and distorted faces make people dare not look directly at them...

These extremely horrifying scenes intertwined and entangled with each other, like an invisible force, fiercely attacking Ma Tuan's mental defenses. Soon, his stomach was churning and he couldn't help wanting to vomit.

At the same time, a deep sense of fear rose from the bottom of his heart and quickly spread throughout his body, causing him to tremble involuntarily.

At this moment, Ma Tuan clearly realized that the environment he was in might be much more cruel and weird than the fictional world in the movie.

However, at this moment, without any warning, Ma Tuan suddenly had an extremely strange feeling.

The feeling was like being poured a basin of ice-cold water from head to toe on a hot summer day. It made him tremble all over, and all the impulse and heat disappeared in an instant. He was as if cast under a spell and instantly returned to an extremely calm state.

This calmness came so suddenly that even Ma Tuan himself found it unbelievable.

He was immersed in enthusiasm and excitement a second ago, but now he seemed like a different person, his thinking became clear and sharp.

This huge contrast is like the devil becoming a god in a thought and the god becoming a god in a thought.

Ma Tuan tried hard to figure out what was happening to him.

But no matter how he recalled or thought about it, he could not find a reasonable explanation to explain this sudden change.

I was very surprised by myself, so I muttered to myself: "What's wrong with me? Why do I suddenly have such a strange feeling?"

But the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this matter was full of mystery and incredibleness.

Could it be that before this, I was possessed by some evil and powerful force?

As soon as this thought came up, even Ma Tuan himself was shocked.

If that is the case, then where does this evil force come from?

Why did it choose itself as its target?

Countless questions swirled and intertwined in Ma Tuan's mind, causing his head, which had just woken up not long ago, to hurt again.

Just as Ma Tuan was racking his brains to think hard, he suddenly caught a glimpse of something subtle and strange again.

Although he had regained his composure at this time, the mysterious gaze that was always fixed on him did not disappear!

On the contrary, as he calmed down, the gaze seemed to become sharper and more oppressive, as if it wanted to see through him.

It is like some kind of reptile, lurking quietly in a corner, and also quietly watching the visitors.

Time passed, but the owner of the gaze did not seem to have any intention of looking away. He just kept looking at him. Even without opening his eyes, Ma Tuan could feel the invisible oppression, which made him shudder.

After being extremely hot, the body began to calm down slowly like boiling water.

The burning sensation gradually faded, replaced by an indescribable heaviness.

He felt as if his body was tightly bound by an invisible shackle, and every inch of muscle and every bone seemed to be pressed under a huge rock.

He tried hard to move his fingers, but found that he couldn't muster even a little strength.

The touch under my body is soft yet hard, like some kind of soft fabric, but also mixed with hard edges.

This complex feeling confused him, as if he was lying on soft clouds and at the same time nailed to a cold stone slab.

As the tingling sensation gradually disappeared, he began to feel a heavy sense of oppression, as if a building was pressing down on him, so heavy that he could hardly breathe.

Every breath seemed to be a struggle against huge resistance, the chest felt like it was being clamped tightly by an iron clamp, and every inhalation was accompanied by severe pain.

Ma Tuan's mind was in a mess. He tried to recall what had just happened, but the memories were like torn pieces of paper, scattered in the depths of his mind.

He could only feel the pain in his body and the strange gaze that was always fixed on him.

That gaze made him feel both fear and an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if he had experienced this feeling of being stared at a long time ago.

However, this time, it didn't seem like too long had passed before he suddenly felt someone tuck in the corner of his quilt, not very skillfully but gently.

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