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Christol was definitely in for a vicious beating today.

But when he came today, he had brought several people with him. Those people had fled long ago, and there was no trace of them now.

So all their fury could only be vented on Christol alone.

Over the past three years, Christol had harmed the people of their country however he pleased, even holding those life-and-death wrestling matches for his own amusement.

The rule of the matches was that whoever survived won.

If they refused to truly fight, their families would be killed by Christol.

That was something the united and loving people of the Hasa Kingdom could not accept.

Some warriors had even lost their closest friends in those matches, leaving them despondent afterward.

Marcus and Quinta had never been personally chosen by Christol for one of those life-and-death wrestling matches, which had left many people relieved.

But they had always felt that the two of them would eventually be chosen.

It was only a matter of time.

"Help! Someone, save me!"

"You still dare cry for help? You killed so many warriors! Who cried for help on their behalf?"

"Damn it, we have to kill Christol!"

Christol's cries for help mingled with the furious shouts of the warriors.

Hisoka watched the chaotic scene before him and tugged at Moyun's sleeve, looking somewhat hesitant.

"Moyun, should we go stop them? That man is about to be beaten to death."

Moyun shook his head. This was their business, and outsiders were better off not interfering.

Yet Little Five suddenly ran out with tears welling in his eyes.

"Moyun, what should I do?"

"What's wrong?"

Seeing Little Five weep as if his heart had been shattered, Moyun had thought the person being beaten to death inside was him.

Little Five cried