Douluo: Wuhundian starts and eventually becomes Pope

Chapter 97 Death Arena

After passing through the not-so-long corridor, the light suddenly opened up, and when I looked closely, I saw a huge cylindrical structure.

The zoo is flat and oval, equivalent to the auditorium of two large theaters facing each other into one.

The death arena has a long axis of 188m and a short axis of 156m. The central "performance area" has a long axis of 86m and a short axis of 54m.

There are about 60 rows of seats in the auditorium, which rise row by row and are divided into five areas.The first section is for honorary seats, the last two sections are for lower-class nobles, and the middle section is for nobles with higher status.

The honorary seats are more than 5m higher than the "performance area", and there is also a height difference of more than 6m between the lower audience seats and the middle seats. The security measures for the upper class of the nobles are very tight.The uppermost auditorium is backed by the facade wall.The total rising slope of the auditorium is close to 62 degrees, and the viewing conditions are very good.

All the stands were packed with people, and no matter whether they were noble lords or high-ranking ladies, they all wore masks.

No one can see their appearance. They can release their true nature here without worrying about being seen.

The strong smell of high alcohol, women's perfume and the indescribable smell of blood mixed together, giving birth to the original evil of human nature. They roared wantonly and stared at the two soul beasts fighting desperately on the round platform.

The three of them, Su Lin, came to the highest viewing platform, where they could clearly see the ugliness unleashed by everyone.

Su Lin had some illusions, as if the well-dressed gentlemen sitting on the seats at this moment were no longer polite nobles, but had become headless beasts walking in purgatory.

In the ring, a soul beast similar to the Kordo mutant dragon was charging towards another Thunder Fire Leopard. Blood sprayed from their bodies, followed by a tsunami-like roar from the audience. .

"The Kodo Dragon is indeed Master Bai Ze's most proud beast. It is indeed extraordinary. I am afraid that the Kodo Dragon will win this battle."

A host wearing a blood-red waistcoat with a pure white shirt screamed from the audience. His figure seemed to have a kind of magic power, which could invisibly affect the emotions of others.

Not long after he finished speaking, the Kodo dragon's sharp claws directly opened the Thunder Leopard's skull, white mixed with bright red spurted out, and the furthest distance was about three feet away.

The smell of blood not only did not cause panic among the nobles, but instead there was a noise of cheers and yells.

"Made, it's really rubbish. I lost money again."

"That's right, that's right. He said that Thunder Fire Leopard was so awesome, why didn't he just die like a dead dog on the field, Mad."

"Haha, the Kodo dragon did a great job, it's really strong, my big baby."

There were whistles and shouts on the seats.

Here, no one knows their identity in the outside world, and they don't have to worry about what they say. This is a paradise for degenerates like them.

"My blood boils when I see it. I really want to vent my anger."

A man tore off his clothes, revealing his steel-like muscles. After speaking, he walked into the box on the side.

"Find me a good deal and put it on my good-for-nothing father's account."

The steel man walked in, slapped the table, and roared at the guard.

Another tall man heard the steel man's voice and walked over with a sad look on his face.

"Master Song, I hope you can be more generous this time, okay? I don't have much goods this time."

The nobles who can enter the Death Arena are more or less perverted, but Song Que is one of the most perverted among them.

What he likes most is venting himself on weak beings.

"Made, did I not give you any money or something? You are talking a lot of nonsense."

The muscular man slapped the man, and the man was knocked to the ground.

"Do you want to take their place? To be honest, I don't really mind!"

The muscular man grinned, full of blood.

Scenes like this are not uncommon here. This is a place outside the law and a place of release that the upper-class nobles acquiesce in.

Emperor Xue Ye may or may not know, but is this important?

unimportant.

Another man ran over and said something into Song Que's ear.

Song Que's face showed a smile.

"Haha, not bad. You're lucky to be gone."

The man waved his hand and walked towards the door of the box.

I heard from my subordinates that there will be a battle between Thousand Strikes Dragon and Swift Wind Tiger in a while. Thousand Strikes Dragon is Young Master Moro's latest plaything.

I don’t know where that guy got the soul master from some time ago. The martial soul turned out to be a dragon-type martial soul. Oh dear, that is a very powerful martial soul.

Generally speaking, the soul masters who can come here to compete in the competition are not very outstanding in martial arts. After all, a stronger soul master will not end up being a slave.

These low-level slave soul masters can at best become a snack for the extremely ferocious soul beasts in the arena. What nobles like them enjoy is the moment of dominating the lives of others.

Appreciate the bright color as the blood of life flows away.

However, the Thousand Strikes Dragon Soul Master became an exception. During this period, he tore apart many other powerful soul beasts, but this time his opponent was Swift Wind Tiger.

I just don’t know if that little guy is that lucky anymore.

Other large soul fighting arenas may be able to see higher-level soul master competitions, but it is difficult to see a fatal battle between soul beasts and soul masters.

But here they can satisfy the majestic desire for destruction deep in their hearts.

……

Su Lin, Yu Tianshen, and Ilia are now in the highest private room. When they first entered, there were three young women in thin clothes, which could only cover the important parts of their bodies. Two Yanhong even You can all vaguely see it.

After Yu Tianshen sent the three young women away, he looked at the entire competition venue with a look of disgust. The original color of the marble was no longer visible on the ring, and it was covered with black marks left by the blood.

You don't need to think about it to know how many lives have died here.

"It suddenly struck me that we made a bad decision by coming here."

Yu Tianshen looked at Su Lin and smiled bitterly.

This is the hell of lowly slaves,

A paradise for frustrated aristocrats who advocate violence.

"Everyone in here deserves to die."

Su Lin gently stroked Illya's back, soothing the kitten's uneasy mood.

Jade God nodded, looked at the roaring crowd, and spoke slowly,

"They may be guilty, but it's not our responsibility to solve it."

Su Lin understood what he meant. Being able to exist in this era more or less has their own reasons.

Guilty and innocent, what Yu Tianshen said does not count, and what Su Lin says does not count.

After all, they are just passers-by in this era.

There is no so-called fairness in the world. It is the pitiful hope given by the nobles to the common people.

Those who make rules must make them from a perspective that is beneficial to them.

This has been true in the age of feudal slaves and from ancient times to the present.

(End of this chapter)