Forty thousand years later, he became a god in the warp

Lin Heng was escorted to the arena by three jailers. Outside the huge sand pit were towering stands, and above the stands were various prisons. The criminals slapped the railings and kept roaring, as if they were the animals.

Sitting in the spectator stands were prison guards, some of whom were wearing uniforms and looked like they held high positions.

There were also some nobles in gorgeous clothes in the back row. Although the venue was not good, this seemed to be exactly what they wanted.

The howling criminals did not scare them. Instead, they became very excited and kept shouting for the fighters to appear in the venue.

Lin Heng thought that if he performed well, maybe, as Russell said, he would be noticed by one of them and he might even be able to join their private guard.

"Dear audience! The Hive Prison is once again opening the gladiatorial arena! Here you will see passionate killing duels, life and death tests between humans and beasts. Luck and strength are intertwined and alternating.

We welcome everyone to join us and show your strength. Elites can also let your guards participate, and the rewards will belong entirely to you.

Reputation, money, and weapons are all yours! These criminals deserve to die, and you can even pay them to play the game you want them to play.

Now, the fighting officially begins!"

Following the host's command, the iron railing in front of Lin Heng rose up, and he walked into the sand pit, and the enemy on the opposite side also appeared.

"For today's first game, we want to do something different. Strength is important in the hive, but when you lack a little bit of luck.

No matter how powerful a creature is, it may be killed by a bullet, so the first game today is - Mosian Roulette!

A revolver, a bullet, a man, a gun, fate is unpredictable! "

The host said as he pulled out a revolver and took out a bullet to show the audience.

"I'll offer 100 Emperor Coins, plus one more!" Someone in the stands signaled.

The host readily accepted it. Prison was not a profitable business to begin with, but after opening the arena, he could make a lot of money in one night.

There is not a single one of those bloodthirsty and perverted upper nest elites who doesn't like to see blood splattered everywhere. Of course, the prison must satisfy their wishes.

However, the two people in the sand pit did not like this situation. Lin Heng did not expect that he would encounter a new project and add another bullet. His luck was really bad.

The host put the bullet in and turned the wheel, and after a few dozen turns, it suddenly closed. No one could remember the position of the bullet. Then the host threw a coin in his hand and asked the two people:

"Emperor or number?"

"Emperor."

"Numbers." Lin Heng replied.

"Hahaha, looks like someone's always going to be nervous. It's the numbers!" the host said as he threw a revolver at the criminal.

Damn, I guessed right, shouldn't I be the one to shoot first? Lin Heng was careless. After all, the chances of surviving the first shot were unknown, but the second shot was clear.

If this person hadn't died, Lin Heng's chance would have become 2/5, and everyone present wanted to see such a scene.

The entire arena gradually became quiet, and everyone was staring at the revolver in the criminal's hand. It didn't matter who died, what they wanted was the excitement of the unknown.

"Click!" The criminal pulled the trigger and the cylinder twisted one-sixth.

The sound of firing that Lin Heng wanted did not appear, and his brows couldn't help but frown.

The women in the audience gasped and patted their chests as if they were frightened.

And those men sighed, as if wondering why none of their heads exploded.

The criminals on high places were banging on the railings, as if to cheer this man on.

The criminal sneered, threw the revolver high up and dropped it at the opponent's feet. Then he turned to look at the audience, raised his hands and made a face, as if to say that there was no problem.

The audience was also moved by the criminal's behavior. They shouted and praised him, and some even spent money to buy him a drink, as if they admired him very much.

"They are all evil people. Living in this kind of world, human beings are really dark enough."

Lin Heng sneered at this, bent down and picked up the revolver on the sand. Before the noise around him even stopped, Lin Heng pulled the trigger.

"Oh!"

The loud gunshot shocked everyone. In an instant, everyone shut their mouths and raised their necks to look at the situation in the sand pit.

The two men in the sand pit looked at each other, but one had calm eyes while the other was shocked. Smoke came out of the muzzle of the gun, heading in the direction of the criminal.

The wine glass fell, spilling into the sand pit, a string of blood rolled to the tip of the nose, the criminal touched it with his trembling right hand, and fell down without taking a look. The fist-sized wound on the back of his head was revealed to everyone.

The ending was obvious, Lin Heng shot the other party.

"Damn it, you have a gun and bullets in your hand, only a fool would shoot himself, you deserve it for guessing wrong."

The scene was suddenly in an uproar. Everyone was a little confused by Lin Heng's move, but many people cheered and then more and more people joined in.

After all, they are here for excitement. They don't care who lives or dies, and they don't care how they die.

All they cared about was the existence that made them feel excited, and Lin Heng gave them some satisfaction!

"Ahahaha! This is the hive city, this is the luck! No one in the hive city will take the rules seriously.

Only the smart ones can truly survive. If you want to be a fool, please have the physique of an Ogryn!

Let us congratulate this criminal!"

The cheers of the crowd resounded throughout the arena. Lin Heng hurried forward and touched the blood. Although it was a little sticky, it enhanced his attributes, so he could just endure it.

【力量：178+3 反应：118 五感：81 抗性：113 恢复：73 能量：142】

However, what surprised Lin Heng was that the attributes absorbed from the opponent were only three points, and the key point was that this person was not broken into pieces.

While he was thinking, the jailer came forward and pushed Lin Heng back, while other criminals were waiting to take their turn.

After returning to the prison, Lin Heng thought about it and guessed that it was probably because of his own attributes. In all aspects, he had completely exceeded the scope of ordinary humans.

It can be said that his physical fitness is now comparable to those soldiers in the army. If he absorbs more, then it is not impossible to become an Ogryn?

Thinking of this, Lin Heng also prepared to recuperate and look forward to the next battle.

In order to provide rest for the gladiators, Lin Heng's room was reserved for one person, and the food provided was better than before.

At least there was a considerable amount of cooked meat. Although he didn't know what part of the animal it was, the hungry Lin Heng didn't care about these details.

When Lin Heng saw the sticky grayish-white porridge that the jailer had brought him, he was reminded of the corpse starch that Russell had mentioned. He couldn't accept it in his heart and could only endure the hunger. Fortunately, his choice enabled him to have a better living environment.

So for five days in a row, Lin Heng slept after eating and went to fight after waking up. He also learned to interact with the audience, and people would spend money on him if they liked him.

In response to this, Lin Heng’s cell also had some good things, such as a big bed with a soft mattress.

Some people even sent people to deliver money directly. Lin Heng even had more than 200 Emperor Coins in his hand. On one side was a blurred portrait of a man, and on the other side was a number representing the value of the currency.

In this regard, Lin Heng likes to interact with the audience more and more. Although when he smiles at them, he is actually insulting them in his heart.

"Haha, you are a bunch of heartless bastards. You are almost the same as criminals, except that you have not been caught. Oh! Thank you! Thank you!

Haha, look at you, you're such a pig. If you didn't have someone backing you up, you would be shot eight times for what you did!

Yes, I will stick with it!"

Lin Heng thanked them and mocked them at the same time. His superior strength made him gradually famous in the arena, and many people asked to watch Lin Heng's fight.

In this regard, Lin Heng sometimes competed three times a day. Whether it was close combat or shooting competition, Lin Heng won without any danger. At the same time, Lin Heng also felt the changes in himself.

His body was full of muscles with clear lines. When ordinary prisoners saw him, they didn't even have a chance to resist. There was no fancy pace, just fast enough and painful enough.

A few days later, whenever Lin Heng appeared on the stage, all the audience would shout his name, with the sound being deafening.

"His fists seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, his speed was as fast as lightning, he could close his eyes to avoid the enemy's attacks, and he could raise his gun and shoot the opponent's ears.

Whenever someone dies, he will go forward and get his blood and flesh stained. He is praying and blessing, and he does it to send the deceased off respectfully!

Welcome our ever-victorious general, Blood Bearer Lin Heng!"

The arena was filled with people cheering for Lin Heng's appearance.

“Today, we are tired of simple fighting, and some people hope that Lin Heng will bleed to death, so five prisoners will appear today!

Each of them was armed with a weapon and wearing armor, and their only goal was to kill Lin Heng.

Will our ever-victorious general still have it as easy as before? Let us wait and see! "

"I'll *you*! Tell me your name if you dare. When I get out, I'll run to your house and kill you! You'd like to see me die, right?"

Lin Heng was so angry that his face was enlarged, but there was nothing he could do. Some people liked him while others hated him. He could only bite the bullet and go on stage.

He hoped that someone would pay him to use weapons. After all, for safety reasons, the weapons would be taken back after each duel. If these bastards really wanted to kill him, he would have to fight them with his bare hands.

"Oh! Madam Hera spent 3000 Emperor Coins to equip Lin Heng with equipment! Half-body armor and a fine steel axe!"

Lin Heng was overjoyed and thanked the other party from the bottom of his heart. He was worthy of being the person responsible for the safety of the hotel. He even thought about making the battle as fair and safe as possible.

"Damn it. Let's fight! How could I possibly let my good sister down!"