Chapter 3045: Out of control

The changes in the arena have shocked everyone. I did not expect such a thing to happen.
At this moment, the audience is like seeing the abyss of purgatory, and they are walking by the abyss.
A little carelessness will fall into it, and there is no possibility of escape.
"What the is going on, how can there be such a terrible thing under the arena?"
Including the managers, watching the lava sea exposed after the arena collapsed, all showed shocked expressions.
Especially those audiences are terrified.
When I think of watching death competition in this environment on weekdays, I feel a trembling soul.
"Open the door quickly, I'm leaving here!"
The audience wailed loudly. Although they could be resurrected from death, they were also reluctant to bear this kind of fear.
"Can't open the door, never let them go!"
Seeing that the arena had collapsed, the expressions of the monks became more anxious, guessing that the number of corpses was not enough, so it would cause such bad results.
In this case, continue to sacrifice and sacrifice until the seal is completely and firmly suppressed.
With the order, various spells continued to be performed, and the panicked audience was constantly thrown into the abyss of fire.
They issued a desperate curse, but they had no effect at all, so they fell into the magma in despair, and were suddenly engulfed by the fire.
More and more viewers were thrown into it, and the tumbling sea of ​​magma was faintly calmed down.
"It worked, everyone keep working hard!"
The elders on the manager's side saw this, showing a surprised expression, and secretly remembered this matter.
Once the seal is about to be broken, a large number of living people are sacrificed, so that the stability of the seal can be maintained.
Although it sounds cruel, but in the spiritual world that can be resurrected, it is nothing at all.
Other monks also saw hope and increased their output by clenching their teeth, and more and more spectators were thrown into the flames.
But at the same time, the number of red-haired monsters running out of the abandoned pits has become more and more.
These red-haired monsters launched indiscriminate attacks. With the appearance of the sea of ​​magma, the monsters have become more crazy and fierce.
There was chaos in the arena, the duel and the monk had fought each other, and completely lost command and control.
Either fight against the attack of the red-haired monster, or push the audience to the sea of ​​lava, screaming and crying.
The breath of despair has shrouded the arena.
Unexpectedly, it was at this time that another change occurred in the magma sea.
Numerous bubbles burst and burst into black smoke, and it seemed that something was coming out from under the magma.
In this scene, the monks who were watching were uneasy and did not know how to deal with it.
"Quick, drop more sacrifices, it must be that there are not enough sacrifice bodies!"
The elders on the manager's side seem to believe that the crisis can only be resolved through sacrifice, so they urge anxiously.
Or there is no way to do it, this will identify a way to do the final struggle.
The duels and monks can only gritt their teeth at this moment and continue to throw sacrifices into the sea of ​​fire.
Those innocent viewers again suffered bad luck.
I don't want more and more bubbles in the magma. The dense ones are like a pot. It seems that it is useless to throw in more sacrifices.
Immediately afterwards, everyone saw that the height of the magma and the sea of ​​fire was rising, holding the bronze jars floating upwards.
Amidst the tumbling magma, a figure surrounded by flames suddenly emerged, and his neck stretched out to make a silent roar.
Looking at the number and appearance of these figures, it is obvious that the audience who have just been thrown into the sea of ​​lava to sacrifice, they have not been burnt into coke, but have become a scary monster wrapped in lava.
The monks who had desperately captured the audience and cast them on the lava sea were all dumbfounded at this moment.
They found that by doing so, instead of consolidating the seal, they made the situation worse.
Especially those audiences who were thrown into it now turned into monsters, making the already critical situation worse.
By this time, no one thought of sacrifice anymore, but began to worry that the seal could not be stabilized.
Originally under the suppression of the power of the seal, the monks only need to continuously strengthen it to suppress the devil.
The seal is the prison cage, and strengthening the seal is to maintain the door lock.
Even if the Demon God is strong, as long as the door lock is still there, he cannot escape from the cage.
But once the seal is broken, the devil rushes out of the cage, and the situation becomes completely different.
In front of the gods, all beings are ants, and they are simply not qualified to fight.
All the monks together cannot be the opponent of the Devil God. Needless to say the end of the resistance.
The most feared thing is not death, but life is better than death.
But so far, no suitable solution has been found, only to grind his teeth and brace.
But looking at the current situation, it seems that it can no longer be sustained, because the seal has reached the verge of collapse.
Just when I was worried, the height of the flames of magma has increased rapidly, only a short distance from the ground.
After discovering this situation, the audience around the stands evaded, fearing that they would be swept by the magma that may overflow at any time.
The more I fear, the more I get, but in the blink of an eye, the magma has broken through to the height of the ground, and then spreads towards the surrounding stands.
The scorching heat ignited the objects on the stands, and the thick smoke billowed into the sky, even at a great distance.
Those figures who were struggling with wailing in the magma followed the flowing magma and crawled in all directions.
Their attack target is naturally not the audience, but the monks and duels who throw themselves into the magma.
There are also some monsters, now gathered together, crawling around holding the bronze jar.
The prisoner imprisoned in the bronze jar has already become a monster, and his mouth is constantly spraying magma.
No matter the audience or the duel, after being splashed on the body by magma, they immediately turned into fireballs.
Only the monks, they dodge faster, and did not suffer much loss at the moment.
But the situation in the death arena is completely out of control, and even they cannot do anything about it.
In this case, the only thing you can do is to evacuate quickly.
Otherwise, staying here can only be sent to death in vain, meaning nothing at all.
"All the orders, give me an immediate withdrawal from the arena, and then establish a second blockade!"
The elders of the management side gave the fate of retreat, which means that the seal operation failed.
Establishing a second line of defense is just good to say, but in fact it is just self-deception.
What is the ability of them, who can't even maintain the seal, to be able to carry the demon after the seal has broken through?
Perhaps there is only one thing in their minds.
That is how to use the shortest time to escape this dangerous city, so as not to be affected by the devil's anger.
And in the shortest time, disseminate this news, so as to obtain higher levels of monk assistance.
As for the people in the giant city, they have no time to take care of it at all. At most, they spread the news and let them find a way to escape their survival.
At such a time, it is too busy to care for oneself, how can there be time to care about the life and death of others?