Chapter 362: A Tattered Bed! Walking Alone in a Dark Alley!

In the quiet night of Tianhun City.

The energy beam that suddenly rose up, the huge vibration that roared through the night sky, awakened countless citizens who were resting. They walked out of the room and quickly locked the source of the riot.

The Imperial Royal Colosseum!!

"I heard that the two fifth-level soul masters fought tonight. The movement was too loud, and the earth was shaking." A sleepy middle-aged man said in a residential area not far from the Colosseum.

"It feels wrong... Look over there, why are the guards here?" A voice came from the crowd.

Everyone looked in the direction of the finger.

There were more than a dozen armored vehicles, and there were individual flying vehicles hovering in the air, looking like they could explode at any time.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Just when the crowd was in a daze, the ground collapsed without warning, forming a dark deep pit, and the aggressive armored convoy was actually buried directly?

This is in the capital of the Tianhun Empire!

Who is so bold as to attack the guards? !

"Do it!"

Almost the next second after the collapse, a deep, cold male voice sounded.

Huge waves of water rose up from multiple places and hit the deep pit fiercely.

When the water flow filled most of the deep pit, the electric current suddenly emerged and covered the entire water surface like a fishing net.

This was a premeditated attack... The onlookers thought to themselves, otherwise, it would be impossible to explain the smooth little combos.

First the earth attack, then the flooding, and finally the lightning blockade, the whole process was done in one go!

Someone quickly took out the soul guide and turned on the live broadcast alarm function, not to earn traffic, but to tell the relevant departments about the situation here, and not to be careless and fall into the trap again.

Maybe the title was explosive enough, and it attracted more than a dozen people at the beginning of the recording.

"Is this the Colosseum? What's going on with the big puddle over there? Is it the vibration caused by soil erosion? No, it hasn't rained recently, it can't be soil erosion!"

"Fuck! Someone attacked the guard group and scrapped sixteen armored vehicles in one move!"

"Are they coming to the Colosseum to rob the prison?"

"Rock the prison so loud, I heard that all nine princes are inside..."

"The upstairs are thinking amazingly! Something is wrong upstairs!"

The West City Guard Group is following you.

The North City Guard Group is following you.

The Heavenly Soul Royal Fighting Group is following you.

Not long after the broadcast started, official media followed it, and it attracted a lot of attention again.

Amid the anxious and panicked gazes of the crowd.

In the large puddle enclosed by the thunder net, a embarrassed figure jumped out. He was the captain of the armored convoy.

Soul masters don't need armored vehicles, but the existence of armored vehicles can avoid many things, such as old men and women who block the road to make money, such as irritable drivers with road rage, and administrative vehicles holding batons.

"What are you... Puff!"

The captain's extremely angry roar just resounded through the night sky, and was suppressed by an invisible force. His knees fell uncontrollably to the ground, leaving two small pits.

The blood in his mouth could not stop flowing.

Boom! !

Another huge vibration.

The soul guide's lens was aimed at the sound source, and the huge arch of the Colosseum appeared in the eyes of all the audience. It was forged with metal and painted with a layer of golden and interlaced paint. It was majestic and heavy and full of luxury.

At this time...the whole arch was covered with hideous cracks, and even the surrounding walls were broken.

After all, it was unable to support it.

The arch collapsed with a whimper, leaving a tunnel like the mouth of hell.

The next second, a burly prisoner in prison uniform appeared on the stage. His face was full of tyrannical murderous intent. He held a bloody knife-shaped soul guide. The black and white prison uniform was stained red, like a scab-covered bloody uniform.

Countless prisoners walked out of the tunnel.

Don't underestimate it as just a small tunnel. It represents the difference between the inside and outside of the prison, and the difference between prisoners and freedom.

As the camera deflected.

Everyone finally saw the tunnel clearly and gasped on the spot.

Corpses! Corpses piled up like a carpet, blood mixed with trampled internal organs, blending into the floor tiles!

The deep pit where the guards were buried, the captain kneeling on the ground, the Colosseum tunnel covered with corpses... three points in a straight line, they unfolded one after another on the straight road, performing arrogance, blood and cruelty in the night sky.

"Crazy! They are all a bunch of crazy! How dare they take action in Tianhun City!"

"They must be sentenced to death to avenge the tragic death of the guards!"

"Who is the leader? Killing all nine clans is not enough to vent your anger!"

"Where is the Imperial Fighting Corps? Hurry up and move out, what are you hesitating about!"

The people watching the live broadcast were angry.

As the capital of the Tianhun Empire, it represents the dignity of the empire and represents absolute control. When has it ever suffered such humiliation?

If they dare to attack the Colosseum and the guards today, then it would only take a thought to attack them... This is the essence of the people's rage.

No one likes the feeling of having a knife on their neck!

Tat~~ Tat~~ Tat~~

The prisoner who was enjoying the breath of freedom, his soul sensed someone coming from behind, and quickly made way, forcing out a three-meter human-shaped passage.

The strange phenomenon quickly attracted the attention of the audience in the live broadcast room.

Under the attention of the crowd, the figure finally revealed his true appearance, with a straight body, wearing clean prison uniforms, and walking among the prisoners as if nothing had happened.

He had a signature bronze mask.

Thunder Messenger!!

It turned out to be the Thunder Messenger! The person who caused the riot turned out to be the clown-like Thunder Messenger!

Everyone still remembered the joke: A raincoat and a rain cape, a brave and cowardly Thunder Messenger!

I thought it was a clown character.

In this situation, who dares to say that Thunder Envoy is a clown? !

The teasing that was once playful turned into a sharp boomerang, hitting everyone's forehead... It turns out that they are the real clowns!

Thunder Envoy walked through the prisoner tunnel.

Walking on the road paved with stars and lights, he walked calmly and calmly.

When he passed the captain who was kneeling on the ground, he had no intention of stopping, but the captain's voice sounded at the right time.

"Why!!"

"You can obviously leave the Colosseum directly, why do you want to kill so many people!"

The captain endured the invisible pressure, raised his head, and looked at the back in front of him with red eyes.

"There is no reason, because this is war!"

Qin Mo said calmly, walked into the dark alley alone, and completely disappeared from the camera of the live broadcast room.

Why?

Whether it is the destroyed New York City or the bloody Colosseum at this time, did anyone do anything wrong?

That imperial soul master blew up New York City, killing countless foreigners. The black-salted egg who organized the action also showed no intention of holding back, and was as bloody and brutal as possible.

If you have to say... Both games are the continuation of hatred, and the source is in the mysterious copy of the emperor!

The seeds of hatred have been planted long ago!

This is a war destined to be a war of the weak wailing and the strong feasting!

Countless eyes in the live broadcast room.

Watching the Thunder Envoy's chic departure throughout the whole process, the prisoners avoided him and the strong opened the way. The dignity of the empire was like the kneeling captain, shattered ruthlessly, indifferently, and fiercely.

It was obviously the most humble prison uniform, but it gave the feeling of wearing a yellow robe!

The back cast a long shadow and gradually disappeared.

"The Thunder Envoy is heading outside the city! We must not let him escape, he is too arrogant!" The barrage showed.