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"Today is the 72nd Beast Fighting Tournament held by our Blackrock Fortress. This time, to reward our strongest warriors, the Lord of the City has personally ordered that the final reward for this competition be doubled."

Chapter 177 Bloodstained Duel Arena

Upon hearing the words "rewards doubled," the entire stands instantly erupted into utter frenzy.

All the orcs were roaring at the top of their lungs.

Xu Tian, ​​sitting in the stands, was not as excited as the orcs around him.

He frowned slightly, his gaze fixed on the center of the field, and the bad premonition in his heart grew stronger and stronger.

"Double the reward? What kind of reward could possibly drive these savage beasts to such madness?"

Just as Xu Tian was making his own guesses, a huge black iron gate at the edge of the arena was slowly pulled open by four or five burly orcs.

Immediately afterwards, accompanied by the sound of chains being dragged, an enormous iron cage with wooden wheels at the bottom was slowly pushed to the center of the sand.

The surface of this enormous cage was completely covered by a huge, thick red cloth, making it impossible to see what was inside.

However, coming from beneath that thick red cloth were faint sobs and desperate trembling sounds.

The old goat-man strode over to the huge cage, a smug smile spreading across his face.

He suddenly stretched out his withered hands, grabbed the huge piece of thick red cloth, and ripped it off forcefully.

"crash"

The red cloth slipped off instantly.

When the scene inside the cage was revealed to everyone without reservation, the entire Colosseum fell into a deathly silence.

Immediately afterwards, cheers and bloodthirsty howls erupted.

"Humans are those with delicate skin and tender flesh."

"I want to eat their flesh and drink their blood."

The orcs in the stands went completely mad.

At that moment, Xu Tian, ​​sitting upright in the stands, saw the scene inside the cage.

Inside the enormous iron cage, fifty humans were crammed together.

Among them were men and women, young and old.

Each person was dressed only in tattered strips of cloth that barely covered their bodies, and their bodies were covered with wounds from whipping and cutting.

Some of the wounds had become infected and others were still oozing blood.

A mother tightly shielded a little girl who looked only three or four years old, who was already skin and bones from hunger, under her body, desperately using her frail body to shield herself from the predatory gazes around her.

A few slightly stronger male humans clenched their fists tightly, standing on the outermost edge of the crowd, but their violently trembling legs and the fear deep in their eyes completely exposed their helplessness at this moment.

Fifty living, breathing humans were like lambs to the slaughter, displayed naked as spoils of war before tens of thousands of wild beasts.

At this moment, the goat-man's seductive voice rang out again.

"That's right. As you can see, this year, in order to determine the strongest melee king in our Blackrock Fortress, we have prepared fifty live, top-quality human slaves for the champion, which is double the reward in previous years."

The old goat-man struck the iron cage hard with his cane.

"Fifty slaves, whether used as winter rations, as laborers to mine ore, or for the most cruel tortures, as long as you survive to the end in the upcoming deathmatch and wring the heads off all the challengers, they will all be yours."

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The orcs pounded on the seats frantically, and the entire arena descended into a bloody frenzy.

"Good good..."

Xu Tian laughed inwardly in his anger, his eyes, hidden behind the pig-head mask, now devoid of any emotion.

The 72nd...

If the reward for each session is half of the current session's reward, that would be twenty-five humans.

In this dark and gloomy arena, nearly two thousand humans have been eaten or tortured to death by these beasts as prizes for the champion.

Not to mention those who died during the construction of city walls, the collapse of mines, or from daily abuse.

"Treating people like animals, locking them in cages for exhibition, and using them as prizes?"

Xu Tian's breathing gradually calmed down, but a chilling aura still emanated from him.

The sight sent a chill down the spines of the three pig-headed men around them, who instinctively shrank back.

Xu Tian did not continue to vent his anger in the stands, because he knew it was pointless.

He suddenly stood up from his seat and turned to walk towards the passageway behind the stands.

Seeing this, the three pig-headed men assumed they were frightened by the bloody scene and immediately brazenly approached again.

"Hey, hey, don't go! The show is just beginning."

The scarred pig-headed man reached out to pull at Xu Tian's cloak.

Xu Tian suddenly turned his head and stared intently at him.

This time, Xu Tian didn't try to suppress his voice anymore. Instead, he asked the question in his original, cold voice, word by word.

"Tell me, where is the registration point for this competition?"

This sudden, deep, and resonant masculine voice slammed into the minds of these three lustful pig-headed men.

The lewd smiles on the faces of the three pig-headed men froze instantly.

"you……"

The pig-headed man with missing ears pointed at Xu Tian, ​​his voice trembling.

"You're not a female? You're a male boar?"

Xu Tian grabbed the scarred pig-headed man by the collar, lifted his nearly 200-pound body with one hand, and repeated in a cold voice.

"I'm asking you, where is the registration point? If you don't tell me, I'll kill you right now."

Sensing the terrifying killing intent emanating from Xu Tian, ​​the scarred pig-headed man nearly wet himself in fear, waving his arms frantically and pointing to a passage below.

"It's down there. Go through that black passage and keep walking straight in, and you'll reach the registration area backstage. Brother, have mercy!"

Xu Tian tossed him to the ground like trash.

Just as he was about to step into the passage, a system notification suddenly sounded in his mind.

[Hidden side quest triggered: Bloodstained Colosseum]

[Mission Objective: As the player's current alias, Zhu Shitian, register for and successfully win the 72nd Beast Fighting Tournament, ensure the survival of the 50 humans in the cage, and become an NPC.]

[Task Reward 1: 2000 Energy Points]

[Task Reward 2: More Music Box Modules]

Xu Tian paused slightly, looking at the pop-up semi-transparent panel.

Xu Tian analyzed it to himself.

"It seems that the system's task assignment mechanism is not timed or random, but requires me, as a player, to actively trigger a certain plot node before it will issue tasks accordingly."

However, looking at the generous rewards on the panel, Xu Tian had no reason to refuse.

Those 2000 energy points are more valuable than gold coins.

Chapter 178 Registration

As for the purpose of the "Music Box Module" in the other world, it's fine since it doesn't cost energy points. Are we supposed to play background music during large-scale battles?

"I've accepted the mission."

Without any hesitation, Xu Tian followed the direction indicated by the pig-headed man, passed through the dimly lit passage, and arrived at the underground backstage of the arena.

Countless bare-chested orc warriors were warming up here, or wildly wielding their heavy weapons and roaring.

Xu Tian went straight to a registration table made of piled stones in the corner.

The man sitting behind the table, a goat-like figure who looked somewhat old, was in charge of registration.

"You want to register?"

The goat-man raised his head and looked Xu Tian up and down, his eyes flashing with surprise.

The goat-man took out a piece of parchment and a quill pen.

"Name?"

"The pig kills the heavens".

Xu Tian answered calmly.

The goat-man paused, gave him a strange look, clearly finding the name too presumptuous for a pig-headed man, but he said nothing and continued writing on the parchment.

"Race?"

"Pig-headed man".

"Alright, take this wooden sign and go to the waiting area to wait for your number to be called."

The goat-man handed Xu Tian a bloodstained wooden plaque engraved with the number 95.

Xu Tian reached out and took the wooden plaque, but did not leave immediately. Instead, he leaned closer to the table and asked in a low voice.

"I have a question for you. Are there any restrictions on combat methods in this arena? For example, are summoned creatures or special items allowed?"

Upon hearing this question, the goat-man seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world. He grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and sneered.

"Restrictions? Hahaha, you idiot, have you lost your mind? This is the Blackrock Fortress Deathmatch Arena! The only rule here is that there are no rules."

The goat-man pointed to the noisy area outside and said dismissively.

"This is a stage prepared for those low-level warriors who have no magical talent and can only rely on physical combat. As long as you can kill your opponent, even if you just piss on the ground and make them slip, that counts as your skill."

"However, I must warn you that those adults who truly understand high-level magic disdain to participate in such a lowly competition in a place like this. So, if you're thinking of using any tricks or swindles, I advise you to go home as soon as possible, lest you get torn to shreds later."

"No restrictions, as long as it's done by your own means, it counts?"

He had already overheard the orcs discussing this on his way here; they knew that this arena was a purely physical melee combat arena.