In front of the huge stone slab of Heavenly Resentment, there is an open space that can accommodate about 9,000 people, surrounded by the fierce and powerful executioners of the Imperial Court.

Those prisoners of war with numb expressions, skinny bones, and no hope were driven into the center of the open space like cattle and sheep.

Some prisoners of war looked at the sky and then around them in confusion.

They were crowded together like broiler chickens in a small chicken coop. Some people's facial features had been deformed under the crowd.

Crowded!

Under the mighty officer's iron whip and sword, the space was packed to the brim.

What follows is a tragic scene.

Zhao Chu's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but clenched his fists, and his throat was burning.

…

Under the feet of 9,000 people, a transparent barrier rose.

Like a cage, these crowded prisoners of war were imprisoned inside.

The prisoners of war were a little panicked, but most of them had indifferent faces. They had lost their fighting spirit and no longer regarded themselves as human beings.

"ah……"

Suddenly, someone howled miserably.

Then, there was chaos in the entire transparent cage.

high temperature!

The blazing high temperature seeps out from the ground.

The feet of the prisoners of war were like stepping on red-hot coke and countless red-hot sharp blades.

Stimulated by the severe pain, the prisoners of war howled miserably and tried to break free from the barrier.

pity!

There is no hope.

Under the violent stampede, more than a hundred people were trampled to death by their compatriots in an instant.

The high temperature comes from the ground.

Some prisoners of war put the people next to them on the ground, then stepped on their corpses, roaring and crying hysterically.

Useless!

At this time, Zhao Chu finally understood why Wei Tianhai used the word melting.

Like a candle.

Under the extreme heat, the prisoners of war were like frightened wax figures.

melt!

Real melt, skin, bones, guts, bones.

As long as it sticks to the ground without taking a breath, it will flow into an unknown thick liquid like a candle, and then penetrate deep into the ground.

Those prisoners of war who stepped on the corpses and stood on high ground were horrified to find that the life-saving corpses under their feet were slowly melting.

Their bodies, bit by bit, were sinking towards the terrifyingly hot ground.

Under the shadow of horrific death, the ugliness of human nature is fully displayed.

Massacre!

Bite!

hatred!

Survive!

At this moment, those prisoners of war finally became the most primitive beasts.

His only weapon is his teeth, which are not sharp.

The stench of blood has become the main melody and the only melody in this barrier cage.

Just a few minutes later!

This place has completely turned into a purgatory on earth, a place of hatred and anger.

Bodies are constantly piling up on the ground, and bodies are constantly melting.

Of the 9,000 prisoners of war, less than 50 survived.

They were frightened, but they had no choice but to fight.

Because only by killing the compatriots on the opposite side can you step on their corpses and live for one more second.

And those who were killed died in the hatred and hatred.

Their corpses were melted, like candles, carrying a malice that could not be washed away for a hundred years. They cursed the whole world and this cruel world of cannibalism.

Finally, only the two strongest prisoners of war were left in the cage.

Fight!

Finish!

A man stepped on another man's body and looked around blankly.

All 9,000 people who came in together disappeared, and their corpses were all melted into malice, and were swallowed by the cursed earth.

He panicked and watched helplessly as the last corpse beneath his feet melted.

at last!

He was the only one left in this empty cage.

The soles of his feet also felt the terrifying heat.

Zhao Chu will always remember this face.

Before death, this face was extremely complicated, so complicated that it was terrifying.

Confusion, despair, resentment, hatred, sadness!

The despair of fighting for a chance of survival, only to end up in the abyss, is breathtaking.

That twisted face simply deviated from the human race’s interpretation of expressions.

…

it's over!

The open space in front of the Heavenly Resentment Slate was still empty except for the somewhat gloomy air.

Those 9,000 prisoners of war were like a bowl of devil's rice.

Swallow it all.

The smoke disappeared.

9,000 prisoners of war, with no evidence of their existence in the human world.

Their bodies melted into a smelly liquid and became the most original power of hatred, completing the Heavenly Resentment Slate.

…

Zhao Chu's heart was trembling like never before.

He thought that he had seen the human slave city in the Demon Realm and had seen all the cruelty in the human world.

But in front of us is the mighty imperial court.

This royal court of the human race once again refreshed Zhao Chu's understanding of human nature.

Despicable and cruel, with a heart like a snake and a scorpion.

Wei Tianhai and his son have brought out the viciousness in human nature to the extreme.

…

"It's the first time I see you. It's normal to feel a little uncomfortable. But you have to get used to it quickly. This is the nature of the world."

Seeing Lin Dongyou's abnormality, Wei Tianhai smiled calmly.

"Why not kill them and just use their bodies to commemorate the stone slab?"

Zhao Chu asked with a frown.

Even if you eat pigs, chickens, or fish, you must kill the animals.

And how could he be so ferocious towards people, towards people of the same kind?

Give them a good time!

Even if the other party is a mortal enemy.

This is the most life-like respect.

"Kill him and there will be no more resentment."

"As an emperor, you have to step on the corpses of common people to achieve great achievements."

Wei Tianhai always has a calm expression.

He understands Lin Dongwei's discomfort.
To be continued...