[Prisoners #404 health has been low. Please surrender immediately]The notification screen in Spike's eyes told him something. That he could give up and stop doing that fight if possible.Spike’s head is completely exhausted from seeing everything around him. All he could feel was the ringing in his ears that was getting longer and louder like church bells during mass.Spike could still feel every blow, no longer knowing how to stop each of the insect monster's attacks.Impedor stops hitting Spike with his hands. He then tried to once again open his mouth and gave hundreds of thousands of insects that flew and sucked Spike's body until he completely died unconscious.Spike felt the thousands of bugs coming right at his face. Feeling that his face was crumbling now, the last bit of energy he had he tried to protect his head."Hardened Walls..." Said Spike who couldn't bear to feel all that pain anymore now.Vain. All the bugs still landed on Spike's head like leftovers in the trash.“I
Chapter 32Opening his eyes, Spike realized he was in a place where he shouldn't be.The roof of the room had a fan attached rotating so slowly that it didn't produce any cold air at all. He thought that the fan was more useful for hypnotizing someone than keeping the room temperature.When he woke up, Spike rushed so quickly to rub his face. He was so shocked when he realized it.“My face! Back to normal! What happened?"Lying down quickly from the bed that was about to crash, Spike began to recognize where he was after seeing a collection of posters as well as food waste scattered on the floor.He's in Bonou's room right now...Feeling uncomfortable and also disgusted, Spike rushed out of the room where it was."Sir! Why are you rushing out?” shouted Bonou who had been beside him all along and fell asleep waiting for Spike to wake up.Spike feels that Bonou really has such a high level of empathy for him because of his concern.“I can smell your instant noodles in this cell. How can
Rank No.11 also implied that he was the highest-ranked person in this dungeon.It also explained why Spike had felt such a deadly aura from that person before. An aura he couldn't explain. Spike still didn't know what the man wanted from him right now."Why did you call me..."Gervais took a cigar from his trouser pocket. The bodyguards clad in armor behind him hurriedly helped Gervais to light up his current cigarette.“I want to tell you about something. I'm very sure if you want to get out of this prison…” he answered while blowing smoke out of his cigar.Spike still couldn't understand what this guy was saying.“I am the first generation that is still in this prison. I know everything that happened in this prison before you came here. And I know, what's the most effective way to get out of this hell..." He continued again.Gervais offers Spike his cigar, but Spike refuses to take it with his hand gestures.“Please accept, I offer you this thing for free”Terrified, Spike has no ch
Spike walked back to his prison cell. The only place where he can feel safe from the interference of robot guards or prisoners in this place.He thought about what Gervais had just said earlier, about the figure who was prophesied to come to save the prisoners in this place.Does this prophecy really exist? Or was the prophecy just a guise used by Gervais to trick him? Spike can't answer all the questions himself.If he asked someone else, it would be the same if he would look stupid. Spike chose to keep it for now.[ Greetings Prisoner #404. Welcome back to your Cell ]The robotic voice is the only presence that welcomes Spike into this prison. If only he could have the option to turn it off, he would prefer to turn it off.Spike actually felt that he was a really lonely person when he heard that.[You have new options unlocked. Please check it out ]The notification sound made Spike curious about what had just opened in his cell.As it turns out, the option to view something on the
One day after the rebellion of The Chain[ Prisoners #290 will fight against prisoners Prisoners #288 this afternoon ]Vahn heard the announcement from his head display. Just now he was able to avoid death after Spike spared his life, this prison even set a schedule for him to fight again soon after that.Different than before, Vahn felt far more confident going up against his foe later on. Because of him, had received several Silver hacking some Credit Points for him as well as Spike.“If they think I'm going to be scared, I'm going to surprise them all now...”His cell room moved swiftly, a sign that he was about to be sent straight into the arena. Vahn was prepared to give up everything he had in this fight.In his cell, there is an object that he always looks at before doing battle. It was a green toy soldier statue. For some reason, even though he had lost his memories, Vahn felt that the toys were close to his childhood.Vahn believed, if he tried to keep fighting, he would get
Natto knocked back against Vahn, hitting him until his body bounced away.Vahn didn't have much time to quickly respond to such an attack. To be more precise, he was thinking about something other than the fight between himself and Natto right now.“My Butterfly Knife. Where is it?" he muttered to himself. His mind was completely messed up.“If you depend on something and hope that your life will be fine. You don't deserve to live."Natto's stone fist struck Vahn's head, ripping apart his incredibly hard iron skull.Natto's ability is not only limited to turning his body into stone. He can also physically change objects he has touched to melt like liquid cement.Vahn held his head, noticing that something had descended from it in a sand-like form.“I'm starting to not feel good in this fight. If you really don't want to live You can just tell me...” Natto replied to Vahn.Vahn stared back at Natto, resentment, as well as anger, completely building up it felt like a ticking time bomb a
[ Prisoner #404 will fight against Prisoner #327 ]The sound of cells moving was heard. Spike knows that soon he will have his next fight against prisoners in the battle arena.Spike is much more prepared than ever before. He made no effort to think of sympathy or mercy for his opponent. Spike couldn't hold back anymore now.One thing Spike wants to get in his head is that he doesn't want to waste too much time.The gate has opened. And as usual, the enthusiastic crowd cheered Spike on this fight.There was no one in the arena yet. Only he was alone with the dust that was blowing scattered on the ground.A few minutes later, the gate before him opened. Revealing one of the most likely opponents of Spike.A man, with limp hair, came without enthusiasm. His short stature at a glance made Spike think that it was a child who had come. But Spike's suspicions were broken after he saw his face that looked a little mature.In her arms, he was holding a crochet doll with a few stitches and som
Spike's iron arm disappeared. The only weapon and power he had in this arena were gone. Without it. Spike no longer knows how he can win that match even though the road is quite difficult. Bonnie's new powers make him even more impossible to defeat. The monster has instincts and also powers that are beyond reason. Spike had never felt like this at a loss compared to his previous fights. “I feel that you have wasted your life for too long. Bonnie, hurry up and kill him!” "Of course Chandra!" The soles of the iron feet were burning with smoke making Bonnie's feet move faster than before. Spike, has no other choice but to run in this wide arena like a loser. "Where do you want to run huh? There is nowhere for you to hide!” The audience burst out laughing at Spike's behavior now. In that place, it no longer looks like a fight, but a circus between prey and predator. It's only a matter of time before Spike really dies. Spike remembered that he had something to use... “Jack in the Bo