The dark room exudes a strange and gloomy aura, and the moans and faint roars coming from time to time always set off the strange environment more thoroughly.

There seemed to be several windows in the interior, but they were covered by thick curtains. However, from the gaps in some corners, a faint sunlight sneaked in, turning the originally dark interior into the dimness now.

The space here is very large, as if it is a warehouse, where you can vaguely see all kinds of shelves and weird things that are moaning and roaring.

Occasionally, you can hear the sound of iron chains rubbing mixed with the period, as if something was tied up by iron chains, and you were constantly struggling in this dim place.

"Da da da da!"

Suddenly, in this empty and dim room, a crisp sound of footsteps sounded, similar to the crisp sound of the heel of the leather boots hitting the ground.

A dark figure walked forward indoors, and the glimmer of light could be seen through the gap. Seeing this figure was very leisurely.

"Click!"

The sound of footsteps stopped in front of the light-transmitting window in the gap, and then the figure pulled the thick curtain, shining the bright sunlight outside the window into the space.

"Ao!"

The harsh roar of shock and anger sounded at the same time in an instant, but this loud roar seemed to be a dying roar. Then the figure that made this sound quietly became silent.

I saw that under the sunlight, the originally dim space was transparent, and you could see the huge and empty room, with iron frames spreading here, and the iron frames were tied to the mottled and devastating figures.

Oh, maybe these should not be called human figures, because these strong and tall figures, except for the human limb shape, their entire appearance, skin color and their habits, are all a mixture of beasts and humans.

These figures tied to the iron frame with iron chains are all terrifying and hideous orcs.

I counted carefully inside, and dozens of iron frames of different sizes, but I could see on one side of the window and about ten iron frames, one by one, one by one, looking silent in the sun, not far away from death.

You can see that these dozen orcs have broken bodies and have lost their breath, but there are also a few who are still panting and making low moans.

The ground in front of the iron frame was covered with dirty blood, and on some iron tables further ahead, some unknown internal organs, even broken limbs and skeletons, also revealed the endless horror here.

Even if such bright sunlight shines here, a silent strangeness still envelopes the area.

Like puppets that were played with by others, these orcs who should have been terrifying and terrifying at this moment seemed to be worse than death, counting the countdown for their own death here.

Looking along the sunshine, the figure with the curtains opened was leaning against the huge window and looking at the blue sky outside. Then she smiled slightly, turned to look at the orcs on the iron frames in front of her, with an excited and seeking knowledge flashing in her eyes.

This is a woman, a woman with black hair, but her dark lips and the traces of her eyes that are above and below, let people feel the ghostly temperament that exudes her body.

The woman's words seemed casual, but the content of the words made Drais on the side tense up. Before he could speak, Draven, beside him, had already continued, saying: "I'm very curious too! One of these two people was unconscious and the other couldn't tell where they came from. And they all had a single existence on the battlefield that day! If they were pulled to my Colosseum, it would be a complete money tree!"

The man stroked his long and narrow beard and laughed, completely ignoring the solemn expression of his brother beside him.

The three of them had their own thoughts and suddenly let the strange atmosphere calm down.

However, this quiet atmosphere did not last long, and soon the two figures that walked in from the gate instantly became solemn and tense.
Chapter completed!