Large groups of ragged, murderous-looking men, escorted by large groups of fully armed guards, walked out of the fortress, like sewage gushing out of a sewer, and walked out of the corridor leading to the central fighting arena.

The faces of some big men were distorted, and their eyes were filled with unconcealable fear.

But more of the big men cheered and some even howled hysterically to the sky like wild beasts.

In a fight to the death, anyone could die.

But most of the men in Blood Kill Castle are not afraid of death. Some twisted people wish to participate in death fights every day, either to kill others or to be killed by others, in short, both are extremely refreshing things!

"Kill, kill, kill!" Some people waved their fists, stomped their feet, and shouted loudly.

"Cut off their heads and break their necks!" Dozens of men whose emotions were almost out of control actually formed a human pyramid in the crowd.

"Cut open their stomachs, I want to roast their hearts and eat them while they are still hot!" A group of big men with distorted faces, no trace of humanity left in their bodies, and filled with savage bestiality, shouted madly.

Groups of big men quickly gathered together, and people with grudges met each other between the forts. Hundreds of fights broke out in the crowd almost at the same time. Amid the shrill screams, hundreds of people fell to the ground with blood gushing out of their bodies, and then were kicked hard in the neck. Their bodies twitched and their lives were rapidly slipping away.

The whips in the hands of the guards came in handy. With a sharp sound of breaking through the air, the whips lashed fiercely on the bodies and faces of these men, making them scream in pain and roll on the ground.

But among the men rolling around, there was still an extremely brutal and savage guy who targeted his opponent, suddenly grabbed the opponent's calf, opened his mouth and bit the opponent's lower abdomen hard.

Blood gushed out, screams continued, and the crowd was in chaos again.

Dozens of lifelike metal birds descended from the sky. The large iron boxes held in the claws of the birds opened on all sides. More fully armed guards rushed out, waving whips and sticks and beating and smashing the chaotic crowd.

There was a constant sound of bones breaking, and at least hundreds of big men were beaten to death by these brutal guards with their skulls shattered and brains splattered.

Chu Tian and his group were surrounded by hundreds of guards. Under the leadership of Duka, they walked out of the corridor step by step. Seeing the chaos in the arena outside, Chu Tian frowned and said, "Lord Duka, if there are too many casualties, we will suffer!"

Duka waved his hand disapprovingly: "Then, go open another fifty forts and increase the manpower of fifty forts."

With a cunning wink, Duka smiled at Chu Tian and said, "Anyway, no one knows how many people are in each castle! Hehe, I say how many there are, and that's it."

Pointing at the men in the arena, Duka sneered contemptuously: "As for these bastards, if you don't kill a few of them, they won't know how to write the word 'death'! You have to beat them into submission before you can command them, right?"

With a smile, Duka suddenly looked at Chu Tian seriously: "By the way, I haven't asked your name yet. Um, what's your name? Or, if you are afraid that your name will reveal your past identity, you can give yourself a resounding name!"

"Giving names? I'm good at that! I'm well-read, so if you want to give someone a famous name, I'll be the one to do it!" Chu Jie's eyes lit up, and he quickly squeezed next to Chu Tian: "For example, how about Invincible Supreme?"

Duka's face twitched, and his round, fat, white face suddenly turned a little black. He looked at Chu Jie very sincerely and said very seriously: "Regardless of what the managers of other fighting arenas think of this title, I, Lord Duka, want to personally kill anyone who dares to have this title! Change it!"

Chu Jie's face darkened, and he snorted coldly: "You don't know the value of this!"

Chu Tian looked at Duka, who was more than 12 feet tall and more than 4 feet taller than himself. He thought for a while and said calmly, "Then, just call me 'Prison Suppression King'. If you want to be brief, just call me 'King of Light'!"

The King of Hell, the supreme leader of the three major prisons of the Great Jin Dynasty: the Imperial Prison, the Iron Prison, and the Blood Prison.

The term 'Zhenyu' means that they possess supreme military power and can suppress a large prison by themselves.

The word "Ming Wang" means "fairness and honesty" and "justice and justice", while "Wang" means "absolute authority" and "absolute majesty". "Zhenyu Ming Wang" shows the expectation of the Jin Dynasty for the Dayu Temple - they hope that they can suppress the world and protect the country with absolute authority and majesty, absolute fairness and honesty.

This is what the Dajin government expects of the "Prison King".

But in Chu Tian's heart, the word "Ming Wang" has another meaning, a meaning that perhaps only he can understand in Dajin, or even in this unknown world - wise and firm, and when his anger erupts, he can burn all the evil obstacles in front of him.

When Chu Tian knew that the world he grew up in was just a demon-suppressing barrier set up by some people; when Chu Tian discovered that he was like a pile of garbage, casually or deliberately thrown into a lowest level arena, he had such an awareness.

He would transform into the King of Hell, and use his wisdom and perseverance to break through the veil that obscured his eyes, so that he could see the truth of this world. No matter what kind of evil obstacles or evil spirits were blocking his way, he would use his supreme power to send out a monstrous fire and burn them all.

"The King of Hell?" Duka stopped, and his fat body trembled. He squinted his eyes and looked Chu Tian up and down, then nodded slowly: "Although I don't understand what this word means, I feel a chill rushing to my head. Great, I can't afford it. This name is very impressive, much better than the ghost tiger, evil dragon, dog-headed god and the like."

Duka stopped talking. He led Chu Tian and the others to a large metal bird that had landed on the ground. He pointed at the huge iron box held in the bird's claws and said, "Take your people, or rather, take those you consider your 'subordinates', and go in. Those bastards, when they have died enough, they will be sent to reconcile with you."

Duka slapped Chu Tian on the shoulder with great pride: "You should be grateful to Lord Duka. It was Lord Duka who helped you to intimidate those bastards. You can command them later. Hehe, otherwise, if you are a group of scattered sand, how can you win?"

This palm was extremely heavy, and the ground beneath Chu Tian's feet made a 'bang' sound, and Duka slammed him into the ground below the knees.

Chu Tian's shoulder felt burning, but it was just a little painful.

He pressed his palm hard on Duka's fat palm, patted it hard, and smiled at Duka; "Then, thank you very much, Lord Duka."

With a "crack", Duka's wrist was dislocated by Chu Tian's slap.

Duka's expression suddenly turned extremely ugly, and there was a bit of awe in his eyes when he looked at Chu Tian: "Who sent you to my Blood Killing Castle? Lord Duka has to settle the score with them!"