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Brent?!

Jack was completely dumbfounded.

At that moment, he felt as if the entire prison area had become silent.

All the sounds of screaming, shouting, and shouting suddenly disappeared.

Still shocked, Jack saw Demeter leave the platform in awe.

He actually had a feeling about this when he saw Demeter's fighting style a while ago.

But he still felt a trance when Demeter confirmed his hypothesis.

Brent who came out of the Black Hell ten years ago?

What does this have to do with Demeter?

Why was Demeter's martial art similar to Brent's?

And it's actually stronger than Jack learned from Brent.

Layers and layers of confusion enveloped Jack's mind.

Then suddenly, Demeter's voice sounded.

"Oh, it's the first day of the month!"

The explosion!

As if thunder, this comment kept Jack out of his confused trance state.

Is it the first day of the month?!

There are 14 days left until the 15th?

At this moment, he felt so agitated that he could not breathe.

There are only 14 days left until her marriage to Amber!

The man from the Jour family was by Amber's side at the moment when she was trapped in the Black Hell!

Amber will marry the man instead of him if she does not make it back on the 15th.

If that happened, that person would replace him forever!

Jack's heart felt crushed by something very heavy. An extreme grim aura encompassed him.

No, he has to go back!

He has to come back!

But only in 14 days...

Jack felt more desperate the more he thought about it.

At this moment, he felt the entire world spinning, everything around him was chaotic and buzzing loudly in his ears.

The shadow of Amber, her mother, and Brent flashed through her mind.

"No, I'm not gonna let that happen. I'm gonna marry Amber. I'll keep my mother until her last breath. I'm Jack Hughes, who will never be replaced by anyone!"

"Aah!"

Suddenly, Jack raised his head and roared.

That sounds like a beast.

And it instantly flooded the scenery.

All the prisoners looked at Jack in shock.

At that moment, each of them could clearly sense the killing intent from Jack.

It made the cold run down their backs.

Unhurriedly, Demeter turned around and looked at Jack.

The corner of his lips curved into a grin.

"Say, how long does it take Brent to get out of here?"

With a hoarse voice, Jack sounded like an angry beast.

"One year."

Demeter told him the answer calmly. And Jack felt as if he was being pushed into an abyss by an invisible force.

Even Brent takes a whole year.

And he only has 14 days left!

No, the time he had was actually shorter considering the time he needed to travel there from the Black Hell.

10 days?

Then he thought about the fact that Amber was going to marry someone else.

Jack became resolute like never before. With an excited spirit, his eyes shot out daggers.

"All right! I'm gonna get beyond Brent and get out of this fucking place!"

"Pff!"

Demeter laughed and turned to leave.

While he was away, he waved his hand into the air, "There is only one way to get out of the Black Hell. Even Brent took a year to reach. You'll take longer than that!"

Jack dumbfounded.

And then excited.

Demeter's statement was worrisome.

But he heard the keyword in it.

There is a way to get out of the Black Hell!

This is not a place where there is no turning back!

But it's better than total despair.

The "guard" time is coming to an end.

All the prisoners returned to their cells.

With a cold expression, Jack returned to his cell and sat on his bed with his legs folded.

His bed was merely a thin bed sheet placed on an icy stone platform.

It could only bring an invisible warmth in this abandoned place where everything was frozen.

Nashatov and four other cellmates gather near their cell door, trying to get away from Jack.

Anyone who is quite proficient in martial arts would have understood what really happened with the fight between Jack and Demeter some time ago.

However, Jack was undeniably powerful.

To say the least, he was at a level where no one in this cell could match him.

In an environment where the law of the jungle rules, people become animals subject to those who are stronger than themselves.

"Nasanov."

Jack suddenly opened his closed eyes.

His sharp gaze gave Nashatov's body goosebumps. Nashatov.

Nashatov looked at him uneasily. "Yes? Anything is, Mr. Hughes?"

"Mrs. Hughes" is the way they call him a sign of respect.

"Come here" said Jack.

A hint of horror flashed in Nashatov's eyes. Despite this, he walked up to Jack obediently.

She is paralyzed because she has not recovered from the wounds Jack had inflicted on her. The corner of his lips twitched in pain.

"Mr Hughes."

Nashatov stood in front of Jack respectfully.

Jack asked, "How do I get out of the Black Hell?"

The explosion!

Nashatov felt like he was struck by lightning.

So did the other four prisoners in the cell's doorway.

"Mrs. Hughes, someone will definitely die while trying to get out of the Black Hell. Because nothing can work!"

Nashatov hastily reminded, "I would advise Mr. Hughes to stop thinking about this. At least we can stay alive in Black Hell."

"I'm asking you, how do I get out of the Black Hell?!"

Jack's voice was cold and threatening.

If there was a way, he would do anything to make it happen.

If Brent can get out of the Black Hell, he can too!

Even if it was a coincidence, she had to fight for Amber and her mother!

Nashatov's expression turned deathly pale at this moment.

Struggling in doubt under Jack's gaze, he finally sighed.

"Mr Hughes, there are a total of 10 prison areas in Black Hell."

Slowly, Nashatov's gaze turned deep and he said slowly, "There are Alpha Wolves in every area of the prison, and they are the strongest, most prestigious, and supported kings in their respective units."

With that said, Nashatov paused for a moment.

"Continue" said Jack coldly.

"To leave the Black Hell, one had to fight every single Alpha Wolf in a death match. Ten prison areas, which means ten death matches. One could only come out of the Black Hell after winning all the death matches, receiving the recognition and respect of the ten Alpha Wolves. "

There was a dead silence in the cell.

After he finished explaining, Nashatov looked at Jack, observing the change in his expression.

Jack's cold stern face turned extremely grim at this moment. He lowered his head in contemplation.

Ten alphas from each prison area, ten deathmatch.

And he has to win it all!

No wonder Demeter said that it took him longer than Brent to get out of here.

After fighting seventeen battles in the past three days, Jack was clearly aware of the strength of the prisoners in this prison.

It would be extremely risky and dangerous if it tried to win the fight against the Alpha Wolves.

It was impossible to leave any of those battles unscathed.

It took Brent a year, which means he has enough time to recover between games.

But he only has 14 days. No, actually just 10 days!

In other words, he had to struggle endlessly. His injuries will pile up in every game and make him even more dangerous.

After all, there would not be enough time for him to recover even if he only took one battle per day.

Nashatov saw Jack's grim expression.

He tried sincerely to speak with common sense to her, "Master Hughes, this is not a way to leave the Black Hell but a suicide mission. There are dozens of reckless warriors who challenge ten Alpha Wolves every year, and everything ends up turning into frozen corpses, so..."

"All right, I'll do it."

Jack suddenly said.

Nashatov. He thought he just misheard, "Mr Hughes, what....what are you saying?"

Jack stood up from his bed with a grin on his face. "I said, I'll do a deathmatch!"