I'll make you stand up.

Alex smiled lightly.

"Have our clansmen become so wild now?"

"Betting their lives at the drop of a hat."

"Interesting."

Alex said softly,

"Although the Empire is ruthless towards its enemies, its credibility has always been trustworthy."

"It's not that no one has achieved nine hundred ninety-nine consecutive victories before; many of them are still active within the Empire."

"If you want my life, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed."

"The Empire's credibility." Lin Yuan sneered,

"It's just a rag that can be thrown away anytime."

"It doesn't matter. Tomorrow, after you kill the Evil Dragon, the truth will naturally be revealed."

After Lin Yuan finished speaking, he closed his eyes.

Whether the escape plan would succeed tomorrow,

depended on whether those bastards from the Empire would be cooperative.

From the Gladiators' mouths just now, Lin Yuan learned that the Evil Dragon was a Level 74 Monarch Rank Black Dragon.

To put it bluntly,

if the Evil Dragon appeared on Blue Star,

it would be an existence capable of world destruction.

No country or force could withstand a Level 74 Monarch Rank Black Dragon.

Yet, in the Lionheart Arena,

a Level 74 Monarch Rank Black Dragon was merely a low-level beast for entertainment.

Lin Yuan predicted that Alex would win,

and also predicted that the Empire would never let Alex go.

What Lin Yuan wanted was an opportunity,

an opportunity to expose the Empire's hypocritical mask.

By then... perhaps his body was too exhausted,

even though the surroundings were noisy,

Lin Yuan slept soundly.

The next day, Lin Yuan opened his eyes,

and saw two Imperial Soldiers putting special handcuffs on Alex,

leading him towards the arena.

Alex looked back at Lin Yuan,

a hint of a smile in his eyes.

"Don't forget our bet." Lin Yuan opened his mouth, but no sound came out,

yet Alex understood what Lin Yuan wanted to say.

An hour later,

Alex was brought back here by two Imperial Soldiers.

He stood perfectly straight,

the two Imperial Soldiers beside him looked at him with fear.

The battle between Alex and the Evil Dragon earlier could truly be described as earth-shattering.

While everyone believed Alex absolutely could not defeat the Evil Dragon,

Alex displayed his Darkin Demon Form,

and virtually massacred the Evil Dragon,

chopping it into countless pieces.

The applause was thunderous,

winning screams from countless noble ladies and madams.

Patton, the Lionheart Arena's director, personally admitted he was no match for Alex.

Yet, such an exceptional swordsman,

was no different from other prisoners,

his right hand shackled by an unknown chain, returning to his place.

"Alex won!"

"He killed the Evil Dragon Labish!"

"He achieved nine hundred ninety-nine consecutive victories!"

"We have witnessed the birth of a legend!"

They were all in the same boat,

if Alex could achieve nine hundred ninety-nine consecutive victories,

they might not be unable to do it either.

Lin Yuan looked around,

and found everyone very excited.

This was the power of freedom,

the spark of freedom had never been extinguished,

it was just that some people weren't burning brightly enough.

These people's emotions had been fully stirred up,

the rest,

was up to Lin Yuan to perform.

Half an hour later,

a bald Imperial scientific researcher, accompanied by two soldiers, entered the dungeon.

The scientific researcher's name was Jisen.

After entering the dungeon, he kept holding a handkerchief over his nose,

"What's that smell? It's too foul."

"You two, bring that Alex fellow out for me."

If he wasn't worried that someone might snatch Alex,

he wouldn't condescend to come to such a dirty place.

A dirty dungeon, ugly prisoners,

their only value was to fight like beasts,

for entertainment.

After the two Imperial Soldiers approached, they said to Alex,

"Alex, come with us."

The moment he saw the two Imperial Soldiers,

Lin Yuan secretly thought, 'Here they come.'

Alex walked out of the dungeon and stood before Jisen.

Jisen still had the handkerchief over his face,

his tone slightly impatient,

"You've achieved nine hundred ninety-nine consecutive victories, you can leave this filthy place."

"My name is Jisen, and I am your new master."

"Now, kneel."

Alex looked up, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He recalled the bet Lin Yuan made with him yesterday.

After achieving nine hundred ninety-nine consecutive victories, would the Empire grant him freedom?

Lin Yuan had said with certainty that they wouldn't.

Why was he so sure?

Was the Lionheart Empire's millennium of credibility not important?

Jisen saw Alex make no move, his expression becoming displeased,

"Your Darkkin Clan still has one point two three million people. Do you want these one point two three million people to be buried with you?"

Jisen's words truly struck Alex's weak spot.

Alex gritted his teeth, one knee touching the ground,

half-kneeling.

Jisen narrowed his eyes, a look of triumph flashing within them.

No matter who it was, as long as their weakness was grasped,

they could be used.

"Kneel on both legs."

Jisen's voice turned cold; he was humiliating Alex.

Only by completely shattering his self-respect,

could he become a qualified dog.

Alex was hesitating,

when Lin Yuan's roar echoed throughout the entire dungeon,

"Alex, stand up!"

"I command you to stand up!"

"Your life is mine, I order you to stand up."

Interrupted by Lin Yuan, Alex straightened his knee,

standing up, Alex was fifty centimeters taller than Jisen.

In comparison, it was completely the visual of a giant and a dwarf.

Jisen was like a rat whose tail had been stepped on,

"Who's talking? Tear his mouth off for me."

Originally, the people in the dungeon only vaguely saw Alex being led by two Imperial Soldiers to a prominent figure.

As for what was said,

they couldn't hear at all.

Only Lin Yuan,

through the shifting shadows, saw Alex half-kneeling on the ground.

Such a proud person as Alex,

what could make him willingly kneel?

It must be the lives of his clansmen.

"Alex, he's threatening you with the lives of your clansmen, don't fall for it."

"Darkkin never slaves!"

Lin Yuan vigorously pulled the chain on his right hand,

"Do you all see what you get after nine hundred ninety-nine consecutive victories?"

"They use the lives of our clansmen to threaten us into obedience."

"Obedience like dogs."

"Tell me, is this the freedom you want?!"

"This is definitely not the freedom I want!"

"If this chain cannot be opened, then I would rather lose this hand!"

Lin Yuan picked up a sharp piece of stone with his left hand,

and forcefully struck his right wrist with it,

until he severed his own wrist.

During this time, Lin Yuan's face was expressionless,

as if he wasn't hitting his own hand at all.

"Look, I'm free!"

Lin Yuan raised his right hand high,

blood splattered across his cheeks,

his eyes scanned his surroundings, his aura terrifying.

"Is there anyone among you who wants to gain freedom like me?"