My Cell Prison Novel Chapter 894 - 894 893 Battle of Beasts

??Chapter 894: Chapter 893: Battle of Beasts

Chapter 894: Chapter 893: Battle of Beasts

The warden radiated an extrely terrifying aura.

In a situation where his powers were greatly restrained and all Fate Equipnt sealed, provoking this person would an a dead end for Han Dong.

“Slaves of [Room No. 37], it’s your turn to enter the arena today… Those who survive the beast fight arena may have a chance to be promoted to [interdiate-level slaves].

If you perform exceptionally well, you will also be eligible to be sold.”

Upon hearing the two special terms “interdiate-level slave” and “eligibility for sale,” the lower-level slaves in the cell showed so excitent… However, when considering so matters, they couldn’t help trembling, with the fear in their eyes hard to dispel.

“Line up in order and follow .”

[Colosseum]

It is a common thing for slave states to use slaves for beast performances; it is also a form of entertainnt for the gentry.

However, the ‘beasts’ that they now faced were certainly no ordinary beasts.

The twenty-one lower-level slaves detained in Room No. 37 mostly had rather robust physiques.

Moreover, Han Dong felt strong signs of vitality in the slaves and observed so deformities caused by Black Water… This indicated that they had greater combat abilities than ordinary people.

However.

With twenty-one slaves appearing together, most of them still had the look of fear as if they were about to die. This suggested that the [Beast] in the arena was an extrely terrifying entity.

On the way to the arena, Han Dong deliberately walked with Maritzis to prevent other slaves from laying hands on her.

Of course.

Han Dong was not worried that Maritzis might be taken advantage of; he was worried that Mary’s killing intent would be aroused and cause trouble prematurely.

The creature that resembled ribs, the Black Door, slowly descended.

The lower-level slaves were led by the warden to a spacious circular field with roughly half the size of a soccer field.

The warden unlocked the connection restrictions of their “handcuffs” and “ankle cuffs,” allowing the slaves to move freely, but the shackles remained circular on their bodies, with their powers still restrained.

Looking around.

The black and white spectator stands were nearly fully seated.

However, Han Dong quickly realized that the ‘real spectators’ were actually in the minority.

“These spectators also brought ‘slaves’ with them, and it’s more than just one.

The real spectators probably don’t exceed twenty… [City of Gods] appears to be a country dominated by slavery, with a deeply rooted system that even includes detailed hierarchies and managent distribution models.”

Han Dong observed that one spectator brought along ten slaves.

One was an extrely attractive woman who constantly accompanied him… While the other nine were strapping bodyguards dressed in biological machinery-style exoskeleton armor.

“Miss Mary, you need to slightly disguise yourself, perhaps grow so bumps or pustules on your face, or alter your body shape.

Your appearance is still considered decent by human aesthetic standards. Try to avoid being seen as an ‘alien slave’ by altering your appearance as much as possible,” Han Dong said.

There was a similar slavery system in Toad City.

Maritzis was well aware of what Han Dong ant by ‘alien slave.’

The thought of being used as a tool by contemptible humans made Maritzis quickly reveal her Toad’s true state, growing pustules on her face enough to achieve a ‘disfiguring’ effect, completely suppressing her ‘cute’ appearance.

“Our powers are severely restrained.

From the expressions of these slaves, we might encounter so troubleso existence here… Stick close to !” Han Dong instructed.

“Yes,” Maritzis responded.

Despite her status as a Lord, Maritzis hadn’t fully adapted to being [Powerless] and couldn’t help feeling so fear inside.

Discarding much of her pride as a Lord, she quickly stayed close to Han Dong.

Just at that mont,

the black gate of the ribs opposite the beast fight arena slowly rose.

I had thought that a monster similar to an “Alien” would charge straight into the Colosseum.

Who knew, instead, a ‘human’ ca out from within the gate… a man with a thin figure and extrely deep eye bags, who even seed to have difficulty walking.

Such a frail appearance had an indescribable sense of eeriness to it.

Standing at the edge of the arena, the warden said to the slaves, “As long as you can kill the ‘target’, you will be promoted to [interdiate-level slaves] and earn the right to sell yourselves.”

As soon as these words were uttered, a portion of the crowd was tempted.

Moreover, the target was not the monstrous creature they had imagined. If they could really kill it… their lives would start to “improve” from then on.

With this thought,

a man with a thick beard charged straight toward the target.

In the midst of his sprint, the man’s arm was undergoing a transformation… A certain black substance was reconstructing his arm.

A sharp black tissue ford on the surface of his arm, like a black blade.

This scene was caught by Han Dong, who was hidden in the back, and, rembering the black saliva dribbling from the corner of a slave’s mouth, he could almost confirm one thing.

“Indeed… even the lowest of slaves living in the City of Gods have Black Water flowing within them.

And they can even control the Black Water to a certain extent, modifying their bodies and exhibiting capabilities way beyond those of ordinary humans.

However,

this level of mutation is just an ordinary person against the backdrop of the City of Gods.”

Han Dong watched the impending duel closely, trying to discern the ‘target’s’ special characteristics.

The man with the black knife hand had reached the target and imdiately employed the cutting skills he had been practicing in secret for over a decade.

Vertical cutting.

The hand knife, induced by the Black Water and comprised of cellular tissue, was even more durable than steel.

A single cut easily split the ‘target’s’ skull, and because of the excessive force used, this stroke sliced all the way from the crown to the abdon.

It provided a clear display of the ‘human body cross-section’ to the onlookers.

The ‘target,’ who should have died from this, was instead fully activated by the deep cut, unleashing a terrifying potential.

As the left and right sides of the body separated, the exposed epidermis, dermis, and internal organs sprouted distorted teeth… The divided left and right sides of the body transford into a gaping mouth.

Horizontal biting.

The speed was unbelievably fast.

In the blink of an eye, the lower-level slave’s upper body was gone.

Snap! Only the lower half of the body, still twitching slightly, fell to the ground while the blood, dotted with black spots, began to spread slowly.

The teeth that had grown between the ‘target’s’ body slowly retracted into itself, as the left and right sides rapidly healed, returning to the weak, ordinary human form.

At this mont,

the warden explained to the audience, “This is our new product… Its regenerative abilities, destructive power, and intelligence are all slightly higher than those of the original beasts.

That’s why the odds for this match were adjusted.

The current odds are [5.9:1], and you still have the chance to place your bets.

If you’re interested in this new type of product, you can also inquire about the price privately after the duel.

Keeping it as a watchdog would be an excellent choice and can reflect your noble status.”