Five days later, some of the Devil Race experts began showing symptoms. They grew irritable and agitated, their eyes turning bloodred.
Seeing this, Fang Chen said to the Elf Queen, "Release them all."
"Release them all?"
The Elf Queen's gaze sharpened. More than ten thousand Demon Race experts were imprisoned here, most of them at the Devil Saint level.
Fang Chen smiled. "With us Quasi-Emperors here, Your Majesty, are you worried these Devil Saints might escape?"
At his words, the Elf Queen shook her head and gave the prison guards the order. They immediately released all the Devil Race captives.
Clang, clang, clang...
The chains binding the Devil Race experts suddenly came undone. Freed of their restraints, they instantly recovered the power that had been suppressed within them.
But they had no idea why the Elf Race had released them.
The ones who had already gone mad began attacking those around them. Though they were relatively weak, they showed no fear even against stronger members of the Devil Race. They wanted to kill.
"Damn it!"
Seeing their maddened kin charge at them, the stronger Devil Race experts had no time to wonder why the Elf Race had freed them. If they failed to subdue or kill their attackers, they would be hurt themselves.
Yet their Vital Blood was boiling too, and their hearts were racing. Fierce Killing Intent surged within them.
Roar, roar, roar...
More and more Devil Race experts lost their reason, becoming frenzied killing machines that struck at their own kin.
Soon, the entire prison descended into chaos and became a bloody battlefield.
"What's happened to the Devil Race captives?"
The prison guards were terrified by the sight. Everything had been fine—why had the captives suddenly gone mad?
The Elf Queen watched them in shock. She had never