The prisoners cheered even louder as the Sword-Handed Prisoner and Iron Mouth fought fiercely atop the ruins. Their shouts drowned out the explosions and the sounds of buildings collapsing in several areas.More and more prisoners continued to gather around the battlefield. It was as if they had turned the fight between the two powerful prisoners into entertainment amid the chaos of the ruined arena.Only a few prisoners remained hidden, occasionally launching attacks at others.“Kill that Sword-Handed Prisoner and chop him to pieces!”“Split Iron Mouth in half!”“Damn it, how are we supposed to bet with those damn core coins? I don't even know what the damn things look like!”“A fight isn't exciting without a bet!”“I want to bet too!”The Sword-Handed Prisoner and Iron Mouth charged at each other again.Dust flew into the air as they moved, billowing throughout the area. The force of their movements sent shockwaves and gusts of wind sweeping across the battlefield, making some of th

While Laga slept soundly, more prisoners continued to appear and make their way toward the fighting area. Some only wanted to watch, while the rest had other intentions.The prisoner standing atop the rubble snorted in annoyance as he watched the prisoners running around below. He briefly aimed both hands at them before eventually lowering them.“I should give those damn people some time to enjoy themselves before I slaughter them all.”Cheers erupted as the Sword-Handed Prisoner and Iron Mouth were pushed back by the Shield-Handed Prisoner charging forward.“Don't make me lose my bread and water!” one prisoner shouted.“Take down that damn shield!”“Crush those two bastards with your giant shields! You have to win!”“Bastards!”The Sword-Handed Prisoner gritted his teeth and spat several times. He wiped the blood from his nose and tried to control his ragged breathing. He had to admit that both of his opponents were formidable fighters, but he would never say that out loud in front o

Explosions could still be heard in the distance. Prisoners were fleeing the battle zone to save themselves or hunt down other prisoners.The Sword-Handed Prisoner, Iron Mouth, and the Shield-Handed Prisoner were still fighting prisoners who wanted their core coins.In a matter of moments, the hunters became the hunted.The ruins once again became a living hell for the prisoners.“What happened?” Laga asked as he hurriedly sat up. He approached the opening and peeked outside. “I can't see anything except a tiny speck of light.”Two prisoners stepped on the rubble, causing debris to completely cover the opening. The room became pitch-black.“Someone entered the building.”Laga gripped the metal fragments and his blowpipe tightly. He froze as he heard explosions, screams, and objects crashing outside.“Something happened while I was asleep.”A prisoner said, “Damn it! That Cannonhand showed up right when the Sword-Handed Prisoner was about to win the fight! He made me lose my bread and w

Laga was still fast asleep in his hiding place. He rolled to the left and right several times. Both of his hands were still gripping the metal rod and iron blowpipe tightly. Several prisoners repeatedly entered the building to hide, flee from enemies, or chase their prey. However, none of those prisoners noticed Laga or the hidden passage. For the time being, Laga was completely safe from danger. Cannonhand was still fighting several prisoners, grunting in annoyance whenever he was pushed back. He fired his shots and quickly fled. After his attacks during the battle, he had become the target of many prisoners. “I'm seeing so many new prisoners. They hide during the day and only start moving at night. They're such cowards!” Cannonhand entered a building and fired several shots, sending several prisoners flying backward. He glanced at his two cannons, which were releasing white smoke. The Sword-Handed Prisoner, Iron Mouth, Cannonhand, and the other prisoners were all desperately tr

Kenta appeared beside Laga while launching arrows.Laga deflected the arrows with the steel bar, pulling out several arrows that had struck his arm and shoulder while leaving the arrows in his back.“The arrows don't hurt as much as before. I can endure the pain.”“Die, brat!” A prisoner ran toward Laga while throwing a punch. The prisoner suddenly collapsed when an arrow struck his head.Laga immediately turned to the side, startled when he saw prisoners running from several streets. “They're moving away from ....”Something moved incredibly fast over Laga's head. As soon as it landed on the ground, an explosion occurred.“Cannonhand,” Laga muttered as he rolled across the street until he crashed into a prisoner's legs.The middle-aged prisoner looked down at Laga and smiled.“Have you seen an old prisoner with white hair, around my age, brat?” the prisoner asked. “He has ....”Laga immediately ran away, pulling the arrows from his back. “That man is holding something that looks like