’Hehe... I finally understand the famous saying from back on Earth. There is truly no rest to a wicked!’

Quinn slowly pushed himself upward, the time had finally came to actively change his mindset. He needed to become the predator inside this jar, the ruthless insect that completely devours all the weaker slaves...the harsh world that turned into a reality.

Who said that he could not enter those cells? He could absolutely infiltrate them right now and kill someone!

His main target was Esborne, the broken man from before, a completely hollow husk of whoever he once used to be.

"You previously declared that we are merely insignificant insects." Quinn whispered with amusement. "Let us see if we are truly insects."

As Quinn began walking, his mind drifted back, the previous matter that happened. He recalled a crucial detail regarding the heavy metal cuffs. They were numbered!

This unique identifier was deeply etched into the back of the thick collar on the neck. Quinn had observed this subtle marking previously, and his recent brutal battle against the corrupted drake completely confirmed his speculatios. During that bloody fight, he clearly saw the etched sequence. The designation LT-56-213 was carved into the back of its cuff.

The letters LT stood for the Lower Tier. The first numerical set indicated the specific quarter they occupied, while the second indicated their designated cell number.

Quinn recalled that the specific number for Esborne was three hundred seventeen. This meant the target cell was located quite far away from his current position.

He did not fully comprehend how the insect in a jar mechanism actually works, but Alice had previously mentioned a specific detail. She explained that every single day, a designated timely hour was granted to all the enslaved fighters to freely wander.

Still, this wandering hour remained a unspoken hidden rule for the vast and countless struggling slaves down here.

After all, who would be genuinely crazy enough to risk their own life by actively trying to kill someone else when they did not even know the time of their next bloody battle?!

Therefore, only those beings positioned higher than the lower tier truly knew the dark reality of this. They understood they could simply kill those lower tier slaves and absorb their cores! This brutal practice enabled them to grow significantly stronger while desperately trying to survive the unknown, endless onslaught of the colosseum, the never ending brutal onslaught. It was a perfectly typical example of an insect in a jar.

’Now... let us properly test this powerful new skill....hehe’

"Ghost Fade" Quinn commanded softly into the perfectly empty air.

[ Ghost Fade: A forbidden skill art that completely erases the physical presence of the user from the world for a brief moment. Upon the activation, the physical body of the user dissolves completely into a haze, making them entirely invisible to the naked eye and nearly impossible to detect through ambient sound or magical presence. While residing in this state, the active user becomes partially intangible. This status allows the usee to easily pass directly through solid stone walls, incoming deadly weapons, and even tightly sealed barriers without facing any resistance.]

[Mana Consumption: 50 mana per minute.]

The description of this skill was so staggeringly overpowered that Quinn literally forgot to breathe after reading it the first time. However, the mana consumption was even more suffocating, he might spit his own organs at the mana consumption!

Draining 50 mana per minute was absolutely to much! Still, he ultimately found the steep price highly acceptable because the advantage provided by the effect was simply not something anyone could ever afford to just casually ignore altogether.

Quinn vividly recalled Alice doing similarly bizarre things to him. She had acted like a literal phantom or like a ghost from stories back to Earth, managing to whisper softly into his ears without him ever noticing her! 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Quinn use the skill, his physical body vanished completely from the dim lighting of the stone cell.

’Whoa... even the invisibility cannot compared to this magical effects, this incredible feeling! This is absolutely amazing to experience firsthand!’

He reached out, and his hand simply phased right through the thick walls. It was entirely befitting to be called a forbidden skill art by the system!

He was nodding again and again, totally satisfied.

’Blink.’

Quinn immediately used the skill..forcing his body to disappear from his current location. He refused to waste mana or care about his intent to assassinate Esborne. That man was already a dead husk. Why care about someone who actively wanted to murder him?

The beings he killed before were more human than Esborne.

Humans, drakes, or fiends, they were all fighting for survival. The strong ruthlessly devoured the weak without any hesitation whatsoever.

Fwoosh... Fwoosh.... Fwoosh...

Quinn blinked three times before finally seeing the designated number of the approaching target cell. Without waiting any longer, Quinn swiftly entered the dark room.

It was completely pitch black inside! He could see nothing! How was he supposed to find him in this darkness? Thankfully, he suddenly heard a quiet murmur from the corner...

’Found you,’ Quinn thought. He gently closed his tired eyes, intensely trying to feel the presence of broken Esborne. Then, for a brief moment, absolutely nothing happened at all. The surrounding world turned into a completely still, silent void.

There he saw Esborne, curled up tightly in the corner, frantically scribbling something completely across the hard stone floor.

"Helen... Helen... Helen..."

His terribly quiet murmur entered Quinn’s ears, forcing his concentration to sharply falter for a brief moment.

’Is this man murmuring a name?’ Quinn thought to himself.

’The name was definitely a woman. Is he still sane..?’

"Keke... oh... argh!" Esborne suddenly jumped up and clawed everything!

’What is happening to him now?’ Quinn quickly distanced himself. Esborne was a middle tier with highly abnormal physical senses.

"Argh! Why?! Kekeke... Argh!" Esborne completely lost his fragile mind. He violently rampaged around.

Clink.

Something fell from his wrist... during his rampage.