Even in the dungeon, Riel fell asleep on time from twelve o'clock.

This seems to be more than just a simple state of biological clocks. It seems that something engraved in the soul is controlling Riel's behavior.

Dreamless sleep was fleeting, and in the dark prison room, Riel woke up again.

After a night of dormancy, his body completely returned to its state. Not only that, the power of the medicinal oil seemed to have effect in his body, and Riel felt the incomparable energy in his body.

【Health: 97.6%】

【Physical strength value: 100%】

【Mental Value: 99.4%】

Excellent condition.

I didn't do anything special cultivation or something, or just improve some skills or other things.

Riel doesn't need that kind of thing to improve his strength.

He leaned against the cold wall and entered a state of wasteful time of high purity.

Do nothing, just quietly feel the flow of time.

In this state, other people in the prison woke up one after another.

After everyone woke up, as if he had made up his mind, Repote broke the silence in the prison.

"Today, I will challenge the 100th gladiator. At that time, I will make a request to leave the arena and leave this place."

A complex look flashed in Seruanda's eyes, and the corners of her mouth trembled, and she said viciously.

"Don't be stupid! You will definitely die! You can't go out! Don't do stupid things!"

He seemed to know something and tried his best to stop the other party's decision.

Rui Bote shook his head unswervingly. He had made up his mind and was as firm as iron.

"I will definitely go out. I want to find more people like Mr. Fick and Hou Jun, and continue to pass on those things. One day, the world will change..."

Seruanda covered his face with his hands and leaned weakly against the wall.

He stayed in this arena for a long time and might continue to stay.

He has seen what it means to choose freedom too many times.

The atmosphere in the air was inexplicably solemn, and Riel recovered from his unconscious state and broke the dead air.

"Come on, just empty talk, but I hope you can succeed."

Although he had sensed what might happen next with his consciousness that he could see through everything, Riel still gave the other party the encouragement he deserved.

He doesn't say this often.

Because he knew how sad the despair after hope was shattered.

But who can know exactly what will happen in the future?

Hope may not exist, but so do despair.

Riel is not a person who likes to disturb himself, so it is enough to comfort himself with this sentence.

"Mr. Rebote, you must succeed! I hope that one day we can meet in a free world! Then we will go to the outside world together, even if we take a look..."

Hou Jun shouted excitedly, but he didn't expect that the other party was the one who was about to win a hundred victories.

With such a role model in front of him, there seemed to be a glimmer of dawn of the future before him.

"must!"

With the encouragement of everyone, Rebote's tone was more firm than ever.

Hope is in your hands.

In the prison room, only Seruanda covered her face with her hands and said nothing.

He doesn't want to see anything.

...

"0629, it's your turn to play!"

After Seruanda returned with a numb look on his face, the guard untied Riel's shackles and led him out of the deep aisle.

He re-entered the bloody arena. As soon as he walked into the arena, an extremely fanatical shout erupted from the stands.

"Come here, come here!"

"It's it! It's it! It's it!"

"Oh-0629! My goodness!"

"Ahhhh--Itchy, so hot, my scales are getting restless!"

Amid the craze of fanatical shouts, the dagger in Riel's hand started to breathe again.

The blood-colored murderous intent surged wildly, and the crazy power filled Riel's body.

Although it is not clear what the special effect of this dagger is, Riel can guess that it is basically to use killing to absorb the killing power in the dagger, and then share this power with the user in some way.

This is almost a strange symbiotic relationship.

This dagger is very evil and works well!

At least for Riel, who has the [Everything is Virtual] feature, this is a tool that can provide attribute bonuses. When you don’t need it, you don’t have to worry about backlash from murderous intentions and affecting your mind.

His strong will can completely influence this spiritual force and control it to the point of being able to control it with ease.

The killing of the new day began with cheering shouts, and with flashy swings, one opponent after another fell under the dagger in Riel's hand.

After a day of increased killing, the killing intent fluctuated on the dagger became more and more intense, and the power it released made Riel's performance begin to be at ease.

Just like a bicycle gained the engine of a motorcycle, after the murderous dagger absorbed sufficient blood energy, Riel's bicycle turned into a motorcycle and started to rush in the arena.

After forty bloody killings in a row, Riel still has the strength to do it, and it seems that killing forty more is not a problem.

Amid the crazy shouts around him, Riel's next opponent appeared in front of him.

[No one can predict the things in this world]

The melancholy, helpless and sad face reflected in his eyes, and only the crazy roar of this world echoed in Riel's mind.

He raised the dagger in his hand and wanted to think nothing.

Things between life and death always happen too quickly.

Just as my thoughts were empty, the melancholy expression on the face with stubble was no longer there, but only the determination of life and death.

He rushed towards Riel, determined not to avoid dodging.

laugh--

The warm bright red liquid flowed on Riel's body, and the fishy and sweet breath stimulated the nasal cavity, and the breathing began to become depressed.

Riel didn't move, his thin hands tightly holding the dagger and putting it into his chest.

The originally melancholy eyes were filled with unwavering beliefs and relieved relief at the last moment of life.

"Mr. Fick, you will definitely go out. You are a person with ideals and abilities. You will realize those things..."

"If the next life really exists... I also hope to embark on that journey... to the outside world to take a look..."

A life that has just picked up its ideal will be fleeting.

The huge arena cannot accommodate two lives living at the same time.

Countless booing sounds echoed in my ears. This inexplicable bloody scene made the noble spectators in the stands disappointed.

Unbearable insults spread in the arena.

The scattered words such as shady, mixed men, and garbage are constantly entering Riel's ears.

The noisy sounds in my mind became blurred.

Riel felt his soul become a little heavier, as if something was being burdened with it.

This is something he never felt in the countless killings before.

It was not until Hou Jun's body fell that Riel spoke faintly.

"Actually, I have never had any ideals..."
Chapter completed!