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Chapter 193 The time has come

The slightly decayed iron gate of the fence slowly opened, and Bruchy stood at the front of the crowd, seeing the long-lost sun and the hilarious onlookers.

The darkness of his days underground made him lose all sense of time, and he could only judge how long he had been captured by the number of meals he had every day.

The day for the monthly intelligence handover has not come yet, and Kberg has definitely not received the news. Even if he gets the news, the hope of rescuing him is slim. After various attempts, the possibility of escape has been reduced to zero. There is a possibility of escape, my life is at stake.

Bruch recalled that day, when people from the Krem tribe suddenly broke in and detained him without explanation. He had been lurking in the Chalaschi Desert for more than ten years. His rich undercover experience kept him from panicking and thinking positively. Cooperate with them, after all, he has been lurking for ten years without making any mistakes, and the information he handed over on weekdays has not been exposed, so he should not be discovered.

But he was escorted directly in front of the captain of that team. The first thing the sinister captain said was: "Kberg Demon Hunter Bruch, where are your accomplices?"

When Bruchy heard this, he knew that he was not the only KBG member lurking in Charaski. Although he did not know the identity and gender information of the others, they only exchanged intelligence at a specific location. If they know this information, those teammates who are also lurking will be in danger!

So Bruchy bit his tongue directly. Under the severe pain, he failed to commit suicide. The squad leader even punched himself in the face. When he passed out, his last thought was: Who said you can commit suicide by biting your tongue?

What happened next was that these guys tortured him for a whole day. Although he did not commit suicide by biting his tongue, he succeeded in making himself mute. He also made a contract in his mind with the people in Kberg, Information cannot be written down on paper.

The team leader was very angry about this, but instead of killing him directly, he threw him among the villagers of Amo Village and sent them all to the arena.

Bruci understood what he wanted to do. The arena was no secret to him, an undercover agent who had been lurking for a long time. He even knew that a senior had been infiltrating the arena for a long time.

For those who know him, the arena is a place of public execution. There, the master Otwit will give them weapons and let them fight the devil fairly. The winner gets everything, and the dead disappear into dust.

Brutsch was just an intelligence officer, with almost no combat prowess, and the possibility of survival was completely impossible.

He did not commit suicide when he was in the underground prison. When the team leader brought all the villagers of Amo Village, he did not emphasize his identity. He just placed an unfounded charge on Amo Village. The entire Amo Village, There were nearly a hundred families, the children were taken away and trained as dead soldiers, the women were taken away to be prostitutes, and the men were all imprisoned, waiting for the start of the competitive event, and together they presented a meaningless death scene to the residents of the arena. .

In the middle of the night, Bruchy clutched his head in agony. It was he who had caused the entire Amo Village people to end up in this situation. They did nothing, they just wanted to live a good life. The children who were there the day before were While laughing, the woman and her husband were in harmony and friendship, but all of this was ruined by herself!

He has been lurking for ten years and has witnessed and heard many human tragedies in this desert. The most he can do is lament that life is impermanent, as if the spiritual motivation for him to stay here is to keep caressing his daughter ten years ago late every night. He took the photo and kept saying to himself: Bruzi, you stay here for the safety and honor of the entire Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. You stay here for the country that gave birth to you and raised you. You cannot give up your big self because of your small self.

But every time the moon is full, he still misses his daughter and his gentle wife at home. The last letter from his wife was two years ago. After all, his status prevents him from writing frequently to his wife in Saudi Arabia. There is no Internet connection here. The wife in the letter He said words of longing and attached a photo of his daughter now. The tears at the end of the letter also made his figure even more depressed.

His incubation period is fifteen years. As long as five more years pass, he can return to the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia with honor and embrace his wife and daughter at home!

The beautiful fantasy has been shattered. At this time, only Bruchy, who seemed ten years older, leaned against the damp corner and sobbed softly.

It has nothing to do with yourself and you will never be able to empathize with it.

When literally hundreds of people have suffered greatly because of you, the feeling of guilt is like a rising wave, drowning you. No one can save you, and you don't want to surface.

He doesn't want to die. He thinks that his sins cannot be so simple. Suicide can free him. How can the people of Amo Village be freed?

At least, wait until the day when the competitive competition starts and let yourself die in front of them.

He leaned against the wall every day, letting tears dry his cheeks. He thought a lot about the deserted Amo Village, their home with freshly cooked meals, and his wife in Shaguo's own home. The steaming broth is waiting for you to go back.

He had also imagined that the Saudi Kingdom would discover his disappearance and send someone to rescue him, or that the senior in the arena would come to rescue him. However, he had a different voice deeper in his heart.

And now, he finally stood on an unfamiliar site, with the villagers behind him who knew nothing about it, and in front of him were demons who chose people to devour.

The time has come.

Takagi looked at the resentful woman high up and the dolls on the ground and said, "Are you Santa Claus?"

The Santa Claus of Delman Country, the contractor of the Doll Demon, and the third-ranked killer in the underground world. It is rumored that he has died of old age, but no one knows his true appearance.

Unexpectedly, the resentful woman said bitterly: "How can that guy be compared with me! His ability to turn humans into dolls is simply reversing the course of history. The real progress is to give life to dolls! When a human being With the ability to give life, then he is not far from God!”

Takagi sneered: "Do you think you are gods because of your weird abilities?"

"I don't think I am a god. I have shortcomings as a human being. People with shortcomings cannot become gods. He is the only one! He is the only one who can become gods!"

Looking at the piety in the eyes of the resentful woman, Takagi asked tentatively: "Otvit?"

A trace of contempt flashed through the exposed single eye of the resentful woman: "You don't need to know that I am just telling you so much to please myself. It's like a steak on a cutting board. It needs repeated beating to make the meat delicious!"

"It's such an honor to be the high-quality food in your mouth!" Takagi took out his pistol and sword and assumed a fighting stance.

"You're not still thinking about how to kill me, are you?"

The resentful woman commanded several puppets to stand in front of her. The voice came from behind, and the army of puppets surged towards Takagi.

Takagi smiled slightly and said, "I've been talking to you so much, just waiting for my teammates. Well, he's already here!"

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