Watching the attackers' swift and ferocious assault, the spectators grew even more excited.
Yes, that's it, just like that, so fierce!
They should fight better, fight more intensely!
It would be best if it all ended in a blur of blood and flesh; only then would they be fully satisfied.
Otherwise, why would they spend so much to come here?
Isn't it for the thrill? Aren't they here for a superior form of entertainment?
Everyone was cheering and whistling, with numerous screams filling the air.
John looked at all this, his mouth turning downward.
These people were too crazed, crazed to the point where he momentarily didn't know what to say.
He instantly understood that perhaps in the eyes of these spectators, this madness was the most normal thing.
He, on the other hand, seemed too rational here.
"Immortal Messenger, kill them quickly!"
"Go on, utterly pulverize them!"
