Witch, Fireball and the Evil God of Steam-Chapter 843 - 161_2

"Pull her out, her flesh will surely satisfy the Lord Overseer!"

"But...she was brought by the Prince."

"Fool, the Prince only wants to capture the Hero, this woman is completely insignificant!"

As the approaching prison guards closed in, the Hero quickly blocked in front of Qina.

The wound on his shoulder still inflicted unbearable pain, marking his most crushing defeat to date.

The Imperial Army Commander, Cedric Thorn... even the Demon King had never made him feel such pressure. With just one move, Cedric incapacitated him, and throughout it all, Cedric never even glanced at him until the Imperial Army took him and Qina away, that red-haired man was still staring into the depths of the manor.

That night, Solan truly witnessed the world beyond the "game."

The so-called world's strongest man, Savior, were merely titles used by the nobles for entertainment.

In places unknown to him, there were many like Cedric Thorn, wielding immense power yet willingly serving the Empire.

"Stop——!"

"Shut up!"

The irritable prison guard smashed the iron rod heavily into Solan's abdomen, yet the seemingly ordinary attack accurately struck his stomach, bending him over in intense pain. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

As he attempted to gather his combat energy, the handcuffs and shackles released a strong current, instantly stripping his mobility, and all his combat energy dissipated under the electric shock.

"Don't think you can be a Hero here!"

Solan lay on the ground, enduring one heavy blow after another on his back, "No matter what your identity was before you came here, you're just a pig waiting for slaughter now!"

"Stop beating, I'll go with you!"

In a daze, Solan heard Qina's voice.

The shock and beating from the guards momentarily blanked out his consciousness, and when he came to, he found the prison door already re-locked, with two guards holding Qina's shoulders, escorting her further into the darkness.

Solan's eyes filled with bloodshot lines as he clenched his fists.

He had never yearned for power so intensely, nor had he ever hated the Empire as much as he did now.

"That little girl is doomed."

A woman's voice came from the adjoining cell, and Solan turned his head with difficulty, seeing a young girl in a maid outfit, appearing only in her early teens, with flaxen hair and brown eyes, a face vaguely familiar to him.

Solan quickly remembered seeing this young girl recently in Riverside Town; she was the innkeeper's daughter.

"Lisi...?"

He thought he must be hallucinating.

"Why don't you take a closer look?"

Lisi's expression seemed foreign to Solan; she looked down at him with pity, and he immediately noticed a dark figure appearing behind Lisi, his pupils contracted.

"Demon King!"

He could never forget the other party's appearance in his lifetime.

"Let me tell you a secret, those nobles have placed some failed experiments in the cells, the fat guy who went berserk is one of them."

"Is this your doing?"

Solan asked angrily.

"Bullshit!" Their paths crossed, and naturally, Meiliya would not act courteously toward Solan, "I told you that is a product of a 'seed' fusion failure, that fat guy developed a pica condition and goes berserk periodically; only eating people can restore him to normal."

"...'Seed'?"

Lately, Solan had heard this unfamiliar term more than once.

"This is the secret behind the Royal Family and their followers' strength. That little girl named Qina? She'll be swallowed up into the belly of that fat guy like food. But rather than worry about her, you should consider your situation."

Meiliya clicked her tongue, her tone mocking, "Look at you now, have you realized the vastness of this world?"

She witnessed Solan being beaten by the guards until he couldn't get up, which inexplicably delighted her.

She didn't know what Solan thought, but she had seen it with her own eyes.

Recently, her time with the Other Shore exposed her to the Empire's unknown secrets, and...

She was nothing.

Those failed fusions, referred to as 'Watchers,' were much more formidable than the Hero Squad, let alone the Prison Warden or the Imperial Army Commander, Cedric Thorn.

Now, two people who were nothing met again under such delicate circumstances.

"Hero."

"Hmm?"

"Let's cooperate."

...............

Meanwhile, deep in the penal area.

The structure here resembled more a Circular Colosseum than a prison block.

A despairing atmosphere rapidly spread among the prisoners, yet no matter how they struggled or pleaded, the guards ruthlessly pushed them from the stands, letting them fall heavily into the Circular Colosseum.

Not far from them was a monster over five meters tall, bare-chested, wearing a butcher's apron.

The monster's eyes were blood-red, its roars echoed throughout the arena.

"Meat, I want to eat meat!"

Clearly, the monster was on the verge of rampaging; it ripped off its apron, revealing the terrifying structure beneath—on his bloated abdomen was a giant mouth, open and closing, revealing sharp fangs, with all its roars emanating from the giant mouth on its stomach.

The circular high walls sealed their escape, and the frenzied monster approached step by step.