In the prison corridor, scarlet liquid winds into a river, wriggling like a living creature, emitting a shocking red color.

All the humans in the cage were in extreme shock and fear.

They had never expected that the development of things would turn out to be like this in front of them!

The blood of the Holy Scale Clan is actually dyed red from this prison!

As the blood winds, countless chaotic thoughts fill everyone's mind.

“Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha—”

Crazy laughter kept echoing in the blood, as if mocking everything in this world.

Everyone looked at the crazy scene with fear. The consciousness in their skulls was constantly trembling, and those once deeply rooted ideas began to become fragmented.

The blood kept spreading, and a restlessness that was about to move was growing in the bodies of countless prisoners...

In the chaotic prison, Seruanda pulled up a sharp sword scattered on the ground and joined the crazy killing.

A fiery force surged in his body, roaring and tumbling, like a rushing river or a burning fire.

At this moment, in his body, something seemed like a beast breaking free from the cage, crazily striking the shackles inside his body.

At this moment, a Holy Scale Clan was running away frantically. A bloody light burst out from Seruanda's eyes, his mind was blank, and he slashed directly at the other party with a sword.

Crack—Clang—

With a sword swing, the sound of the chain shattering sounded in my ears.

A chain that had originally shackled the soul suddenly shattered at this time. Seruanda's trembling hands suddenly held the sharp sword in his hand, and roared and slashed out with a sword.

"kill--"

Crazyly slashed on the oncoming Holy Scale Clan. The black scales that were originally as strong as iron and difficult to cut through were now as vulnerable as thin paper!

It's easy, just like slaughtering animals,

The head that rolled on the ground was still filled with an incredible look in its golden pupils.

So easy...

Looking at the sharp sword covered in blood in his hand, Seruanda's mind was as chaotic as if it had been created.

The inherent concepts that bound the dams of the ideology and consciousness collapsed in an instant.

"So that's it, so that's it..."

At this moment, Seruanda realized.

No one is higher than the other, and what makes the other party above you is not the so-called noble bloodline, but those chain-like ideas and lies.

The hand holding the hilt of the sword was trembling unstoppable, and blood filled the eyes of Seruanda.

"So that's it, so that's it...you...you are not worthy of being above us at all. They are all lies, all lies!!!"

The liberated angry soul is like a burning volcano, constantly igniting surging power.

Just like the increasingly fierce prairie fire, constantly under the influence of the bloody atmosphere in the prison, more and more people joined the ranks of resisting the guards of the Holy Scale Clan.

The manic breath was like a ignited flame, making everyone crazily crazy, as if they had lost their minds. Those inferior people who were originally trembling suddenly realized that the so-called superior races were so weak!

They can be killed so easily, and they seem to be no different...

It was just a blink of an eye, like a domino that was pushed down, people flocked out from the cell one after another, launching a crazy pursuit of the fleeing guards without fear of death.

In this crazy and absurd battle, the guards of the Holy Scale clan were shocked to find that these prisoners suddenly changed their faces, no longer like weak and docile domestic animals, but became terrifying like a flood of beasts.

It was like some monster wearing the skins of these inferior people, and it seemed that something was released from their bodies...

Their attacks became rapid and powerful, and their courage became fearless...

The crazy killing began. In the continuous spread of blood, the girl stained with boundless blood looked at the crazy people and smiled.
Chapter completed!