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Following the activation of the killing array, a blood-red light momentarily enveloped the entire central area of the hall. Out of the several hundred Fighter that were eliminated, not a single one of them managed to escape.

"Quick, run!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, a Imp Fighter screamed and hastily rushed to the outside. However, the moment he collided with the blood colored hologram, a miserable 'ah' sound was heard, and everyone was shocked to see that his strong and strong body was actually rapidly shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a dried up corpse in the blink of an eye.

"I... He didn't want to ? "Die ?" The skinny Imp Fighter was obviously still breathing. He opened his mouth slightly and let out a hoarse and weak voice. His thin, dark gray face was filled with unwillingness and fear.

Seeing this scene, the eyes of the Fighter inside the blood colored light shield were immediately filled with extreme fear!

However, what made them even more desperate was that the gigantic blood-colored light shield had actually started to shrink at this moment. That astonishing shrinking speed caused the faces of the surrounding Demon Fighters to instantly turn pale.

"Damn, I've risked my life and made it here, do I have to die like this in the end?!"

"Bastard Tower Master, come out and face me!"

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die! Please let me out! "

For a moment, flustered, furious shouts and hysterical cries for forgiveness sounded out continuously. There were even some mentally weak who were so frightened that they directly fell to the ground, paralyzed. It was obvious that the arrival of someone who was about to predict their own death had caused this group of usually ruthless killing Fighter s to almost completely collapse at this moment!

Above slaughterhouse, the surrounding Fighter s all felt their throats dry up, all their ophthalmic pupil s were filled with shock, and inwardly rejoiced that they could enter the top one hundred, if not they would be in a miserable state below.

"That blood colored light shield is similar to my own Blood Evil Seal. Upon contact, all the blood essence in my body will be completely absorbed." Long Bufan's eyes darkened, he looked at the blood red light shield, and thought.

He glanced at the figure not too far away, and did not sense even a trace of blood Qi from it. It was obvious that someone else was controlling this blood-colored light shield.

Could it be ? The Tower Lord that was hidden in the dark?

Thinking about it, Long Bufan's thoughts became heavier, he vaguely felt that the reason the Tower Lord created this Tower of the Bravehearts, was probably not to help the other Fighter to cultivate their killing path, but to borrow the strength of slaughter to increase his own abilities.

Long Bufan thought about it carefully and his heart sank. If that was the case, then the Tower Lord would not allow any of the Fighter here to leave this place alive!

"Swish!"

As it continued to shrink, its speed also suddenly became faster and sharper. Like a laser scan, it directly enveloped all of the Demon Fighters s.

"AHH!"

"AHH!"

The moment the blood light swept across all of the Fighter, miserable, mournful, and terrified cries rang unceasingly.

"Hehe, this kind of sound is really comfortable. I never get tired of listening to it." The ghost shadow looked at the scene with a savage gaze. It seemed to enjoy the miserable howls that sounded out from below.

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