Chapter 310 - Dead (2/2)

This person seemed to be extremely dissatisfied with the prisoners. He kept calling them scumbags, but even he had to admit that these scumbags often had strong potential.

At that moment, the strong prisoner grabbed a skinny prisoner’s neck and said coldly, “You seemed to hate me earlier. Did you think I’d tolerate you and wait for you to stab me in the back?”

The captured prisoner struggled and said, “Tank, you can’t kill me. If you kill me, you will die too!”

Tank grabbed the thin prisoner and walked toward one of the paths connected to the square platform. He said, “Of course I won’t kill you, but if you want to live, you have to help me find the way.”

12 paths were paved on the magma, and the scorching temperature kept roasting everyone. They only had one prisoner’s uniform. Although they were all Rare-ranked creatures and very resistant to heat, they would die of dehydration if this continued.

Out of the 12 paths, six were real and six were fake. If one walked down the wrong path, one would fall into the magma, and a real path could only accommodate one person.

After the prisoners had heard this rule, most of the people present had immediately thought of a way to have the other prisoners explore. They would avoid the fake paths and walk the real path themselves.

“This is a good opportunity,” Tank said. “If you’re lucky enough to find the real path, I’ll let you go. That way, you’ll have a 50% chance of choosing the real path. Thus, you’ll survive.”

The captured prisoner could not break free. Although they were both Rare-ranked, there were differences in strength between them. He was obviously one of the weaker ones. After struggling for a while, he suddenly stopped struggling and said, “In that case, can I choose by myself? I’m confident about my luck.”

Tank grabbed his neck but did not pinch him hard. He said, “You want to play tricks? You can choose, but I won’t let you go. Choose. I’ll take you to that path!”

The thin prisoner did not struggle. He just pointed at a path on the left. “That one!”

Tank sneered. “You are just stalling for time!”

He walked over and lifted the thin prisoner in front of him. Then, he placed the prisoner on the path, which was paved with magma. However, at that moment, the thin prisoner’s neck suddenly became extremely soft and his head became as small as a fist. Then, he slid out of Tank’s hand and stepped on the path. At the same time, he roared, “A 50-50 chance! Let’s bet!”

After saying that, the thin prisoner leaped forward and escaped Tank’s attack range at a speed that was impossible for Rare-ranked creatures to match.

Tank seemed like he wanted to chase after him, but the thin prisoner sneered, “Tank, do you want to die with me? Only one person is allowed to walk this path!”

Tank’s expression turned ugly. He had not expected the skinny prisoner to have the ability to bend and shrink his bones. How could his brain be as small as a fist?

However, at that moment, the thin prisoner’s head was separated from his body and fell into the magma. The corpse lost control of its head and eventually fell into the magma.

A sizzling sound and a burnt smell were produced.

Everyone was shocked. “Is he dead? Who did it?”