Chapter 68: Frenzy Before the Great War

  Dong...... dong......, a dull bell sound woke up He Lianuo, who was sleeping soundly. Opening his eyes, he saw the big men in the Blood Refining Hell jumping out of bed and hastily putting on their clothes. He Lianuo quickly called out to Sang Xiao and Lei Shuo, who had recovered somewhat after a night's rest, thanks to the medicine sent by Luo Tian. Although they still couldn't engage in intense activities, they could walk around without any problems. However, Xiao Lang's injuries were too severe, and despite the incredible recovery abilities of the Tian Lang tribe, he was still unsteady on his feet even after a night's rest. He Lianuo pitied him and carried him in his arms as they followed the big men out of the room.

  As for Lingyun, who was paralyzed from the waist down and couldn't walk, Lei Shuo took pity on him and helped him out. After walking for a short while, they arrived at an extremely spacious grand hall. He Lian Nu casually found a seat and sat down, gently placing Xiao Lang on the chair beside her. Lei Shuo, Sang Xiao, and others also sat down next to him.

  Nalo Tian was the big boss of this Blood Refining Hell, and even his chair was much more advanced than others. At this moment, he was leaning comfortably on the back of his chair with a smile, holding a pipe in his mouth, looking extremely comfortable.

  The crowd remained silent for a while, and the side door of the hall suddenly opened. He Lian Nuo turned his head to look over, only to see that Ling Xiang was walking quickly towards him in white clothes, with four men in black clothes following closely behind him, each with a long knife at their waist. The old residents of Blood Refining Hell seemed to have already gotten used to this sight and continued doing their own things, except for Luo Tian who stood up from his seat, smoking pipe in mouth, and walked towards Ling Xiang.

  Ling Xiao patted Luo Tian's arm warmly and whispered a few words in his ear, then pulled him to the highest platform in the entire hall. He cleared his throat and shouted loudly: "Brothers, today you will face our old enemy, Gui Lian Yin! Last month we lost to them, I won't allow you to make any mistakes this time! This meal is for you to enjoy, but when we get to Xue Lian Ta, every one of you must fight with all your might! If we lose again, no one will have a good outcome! Now, your boss is right here beside me, please let him speak!" After finishing his speech, he clapped his hands a few times, but seeing no response, he awkwardly retreated to the side and gestured for Luo Tian to come forward and give a pep talk.

  He Lian saw this scene and couldn't help but curl his lip, thinking that Ling Xiao's prestige in this Blood Refining Hell was really not great. As a pre-war motivator, no one even bothered to pay attention to him, and in the end, it was still necessary for Old Man Luo to come out and boost morale. What a failure! But what was this Ghost Refining Hell he mentioned? Was the Blood Refining Tower just a place where various prisons competed with each other?

  "Brothers, I won't say anything unnecessary. Among the few hundred people here, there are over a dozen who have returned alive from the last Blood Refining Tower duel. They know better than anyone what that place is like. As for those new to the Blood Refining Hell, I only want to tell you one thing: don't go in with a lucky mindset, because everything there is decided by strength. We're not fighting for our lives, we're fighting against fate! This is our destiny, filled with blood and cruelty, but no one can defy it. Brothers, eat as much as you can now, because this might be your last meal. From this moment on, don't consider yourselves human anymore. We've already stepped into hell with one foot. We'll tear apart the trash of Ghost Refining Hell, where only the strongest survive. This is the unchanging law of Blood Refining Tower!"

  Luo Tian's words were particularly heavy, and the faces of the Han people below looked quite ugly after listening. Several newly arrived men were even scared to tears. Lei Shuo, who was hot-tempered, couldn't bear such a depressing atmosphere. He slammed his fist on the table in front of him, stood up, and shouted loudly: "What's with all the crying faces? Aren't we still alive and well?! Stop whining and affecting my appetite! Where's the wine? Where's the meat? Hurry up and bring it to me, I'll eat and drink my fill before going to kill those Ghost Refinery scum!"

  Just now, Ling Xiang was still worried about his own Blood Refining Tower's lack of energy, but after hearing Lei Shuo's words, he couldn't help but brighten up and quickly gave a hand signal to order his subordinates to prepare wine and dishes. Before long, all sorts of delicacies were brought out in large and small plates, slowly filling the tables in front of everyone. The dishes were indeed extremely sumptuous, with chicken, duck, fish, and meat all present, even including some rare and expensive dishes that were hard to come by on the market. It was clear that Ling Xiang attached great importance to this trip to the Blood Refining Tower, as evidenced by the staggering amount of money spent just on wine and food alone.

  The dishes had just been served, and several dozen large men brought in dozens of barrels of wheat wine. Lei Shuo saw that everyone else was stunned and motionless, so he laughed loudly and slapped open the lid of a wooden barrel. He didn't even use a wine cup; instead, he directly hugged the barrel and poured it into his mouth with a loud "gulping" sound. The people in the hall only heard the sound of gulping for a while, and soon Lei Shuo threw the empty barrel to one side. After taking a deep breath, he grabbed a whole chicken and swallowed it in big mouthfuls.

  Khaleno was also moved by Leishen's bold and unrestrained actions, and he learned from him to open a wooden barrel and drink the barley wine in big gulps. The cool liquor flowed down his throat all the way to his stomach, and Khaleno felt an unprecedented refreshing sensation rushing to his head, shouting that it was good wine. He also grabbed a roasted chicken and devoured it in big bites.

  The actions of the two quickly infected other men in the Blood Refining Hell, a large man with thick chest hair jumped onto the table, pounding his chest and shouting: "Stop crying and putting on a long face! What's the big deal about death? Even if I die, I won't be a starving ghost!" After finishing speaking, he followed Lei Shuo and the other's example, hugged a bucket of wheat wine and started drinking!

  More and more people gradually threw away their fears, gathering in threes and fives to loudly discuss the food and wine. Even Xiang Xiao, who was normally weak, ignored his injuries that had not fully healed and stubbornly hugged a bucket of wine to compete with Lei Shuo. The little wolf even crawled up and stuck its head into a barrel to drink wildly. Ling Xiao watched with increasing delight, secretly thanking Lei Shuo for it. He knew that morale in life-and-death battles was often more important than actual strength, and now that his troops' morale had been boosted, their chances of winning in the Blood Refining Tower would increase significantly.

  He Lian had already finished the first barrel of wine, and he opened the second one, but couldn't drink another mouthful. He who had never drunk before was actually slightly tipsy, and this dizzy feeling made him infatuated. In this state where his brain temporarily slowed down, he could temporarily forget everything, throw away all worries and burdens...

  It has to be said that wine is a magical thing, when you're happy, it can make you even more wild, and when you're sad, it can also make you vent your emotions more recklessly. People always need something to express their vulnerability or desires. Countless people have been indulging in wine since ancient times, perhaps just because they don't want to face the reality of everything!

  The wild drinking spree had lasted for more than two hours, and many of the men were already getting rowdy. Fearing that things might get out of hand, Ling Xiang hastily ordered his subordinates to retrieve all the remaining wine barrels from the hall. After checking the time, Ling Xiang made a signal with his eyes to Luo Tian, who was quietly smoking on the side. Luo Tian stood up and intentionally raised his voice, shouting loudly: "Brothers, you've had enough food and drink! Now it's time for us to fight for our lives! Follow me, let's go crush those Ghost Refining Hell scum!" With that, he turned around and strode towards the door.

  "Follow the boss, trample those scoundrels' heads!!", the men, whose brains were heated up by alcohol, shouted excitedly, opening their collars and following closely behind Luo Tian. He Lianuo gently picked up the weak little wolf, gesturing for Lei Shuo and Sang Xiao to follow her, and they quickly followed the crowd.

  At some unknown time, the outside of the hall was already filled with thousands of fully armed soldiers. Under their escort, the crowd rushed forward in a frenzy for several hours, finally arriving at an extremely large building. The building looked like an inverted giant bamboo hat from the outside. In front of the door, countless well-equipped soldiers were patrolling back and forth, with extremely strict vigilance. Luo Tian turned his head and quietly warned everyone not to make any sudden movements, and he secretly glanced at He Lianuo, who nodded slightly to reassure him.

  Under Ling Xiao's leadership, hundreds of people entered the building unimpeded. Only then did they discover that the interior decoration was extremely simple, with thick iron doors dividing it into several different areas. Each area looked like an independent prison, surrounding a wide square in the center. The square was densely packed with many seats like viewing platforms, and at this time, each one was already occupied by people. Between the seats and the square were layers of iron wire mesh.

  Ling Xiao led everyone to a iron house with three big words "Blood Refining Hell" written on the door, and instructed in an excited tone: "Everyone, everything that happens next will depend on you all, I'll be cheering for you from the stands!", after finishing speaking, he smiled slyly and left with several of his subordinates.

  The soldiers who escorted the guards from outside locked a large lock on this independent iron house, and the vast majority of the isolated people still didn't understand what this strange structure of the Blood Refining Tower was used for. Luo Tian coughed twice and saw that everyone's eyes were focused on him before speaking: "Brothers, before the Blood Refining Tower officially opens, I have a few things to make clear to everyone!"

  Khaleno hastily perked up his ears, fearing that he might miss some important details.