Alator, Logan, and Nelix were dragged away by the soldiers.Alator smiled as they walked past Jorik. Jorik’s expression hardened. He was confused. He didn’t understand why Alator was smiling. That look didn’t seem like someone who was about to die. Instead, it seemed like he had achieved his goals.Jorik didn’t believe he had lost to Alator. Like hell, he was sentenced to death right in front of him. Then, what else could he do? That was Jorik’s thought at the moment.He waved the unnecessary thoughts away. Even though Alator had escaped his evil scheme last time and killed his lackeys at the river, he was sure Alator wouldn’t escape this time. His fate was already sealed. Jorik smiled at his own achievement.........................................The sun soon went down the horizon, and darkness finally descended.Alator, Nelix, and Logan were locked up in the same room. The two had almost argued Alator to death. But Alator had been quiet and hadn’t said anything to them since they

"You dared try to kill me."He suddenly slammed Alator onto a nearby chair."Crash!"The chair shattered into pieces, and Alator felt his body arch in agony. But before he could get up from the shambles, the Commander pounced on him and punched his face."Bang!"Alator felt his jaw shake, almost like it had been dislocated, and blood rushed out from the side of his mouth. The Commander was indeed looking down on Alator; to him, he could kill him with his bare hands without even breaking a sweat."Bang!"Another devastating punch came right at the corner of his eyes. It tore his skin, leaving a bloody wound on his face.Alator almost blacked out from that hit, as his vision momentarily turned white."Shit!" Alator cursed internally. "I thought they already fed them with the Black Dreew," Alator thought as he continued to struggle on the floor under the Commander's grip. But in truth, Alator didn't know that not all the soldiers ate from the food. If he knew that, especially that the Co

Alator got up immediately and made a mad dash towards his left, heading straight to the mine, with drops of blood trailing behind him..........In the mine, at the sleeping quarters, some slaves were already asleep while some were still awake, just like Kenzo, who was sitting and staring at the moon in the sky through the space between the iron bars blocking a hole beside his sleeping position.Someone’s face suddenly appeared at the hole from the outside, blocking his view.Kenzo’s expression turned grim as he narrowed his gaze at the person. Within a few seconds, his brows suddenly shot up in realization as he recognized the person to be Alator.Alator smirked and tossed a piece of paper at him, then quickly left the place immediately.Kenzo stared at the folded little paper in his hand for a while. He opened it and his brows tightened as he stared at the five words written on the paper: "meet me at the mine."Initially, Kenzo didn’t want to go. However, he was really curious about

"Why do I keep getting into trouble because of this bastard, and I'm sure he must have caused a serious commotion out there that got him injured like that," Logan thought to himself. As the soldier was walking towards Logan, his colleague that was outside quietly walked in as well. "What are you doing? Let's go. I don't like this place," he said with disgusting look on his face. But his colleague didn't say anything and kept walking towards Logan. Nelix glanced at Logan. He too was feeling the tension building up in the room. Then he suddenly took a step forward, but Logan secretly signaled him not to make a move. Attacking the soldiers now would do more harm than good, and they may likely die sooner than they expected. "Hey buddy, your friend said he doesn't like this place. Honestly, this place isn't good for an honorable soldier like you" Logan tried to persuade the soldier again. But the man was adamant, his eyes were fixed on Alator as he kept approaching. "Why is this log

With the appearance of the beast, the arena suddenly descended into chaos. Yells and screams filled the air, mixed with the clattering sound of relics being slammed against the iron tables as people trooped in to place their bets.Looking at the beast in the arena, it was obviously clear on who is getting the highest bet.Alator stared at the menacing beast in front of them. The creature appears to be a large, four-legged demon with a low, heavy build and an overwhelming amount of muscle. Its deep red skin is stretched tight over its body, with dark veins visible beneath the surface. Sharp spikes made of bone or horn jut out along its back, shoulders, arms, and legs, breaking up its shape and making it look dangerous from every angle.Its head is broad and brutal, with curved horns, glowing eyes, and a wide mouth filled with thick fangs. The front limbs are especially massive, ending in large hands meant for crushing and tearing, while the back legs were made of black stable and groun