A large number of human soldiers were led out of the prison, and Li Changhe, who was originally to walk out, saw Zhang Shang hold onto him and voluntarily walked out of the prison.
Zhang Shang felt somewhat moved, but also somewhat at a loss.
He knew that once he entered the arena, he would be irreversibly corrupted. The same applied to the Transcendents.
And he had long been prepared to meet his death. Or rather, all the captured human soldiers had been prepared to die.
When they were captured, they had already considered themselves dead. The only thought that satisfied them to come here was to create as much Chaos as possible. To cause even the slightest trouble for Chaos.
Being able to exchange for a few Demon Generals, or even a big demon, that would be a bloody profit.
But when Li Changhe held onto him, he heard Li Changhe's voice, "Wait for my move."
Move? What move?
