() Not long after, a man slowly walked out from behind the dungeon. He stood on the iron fence of the dungeon and looked down quietly. Then he sneered and said:
"Hello everyone! I know you are wondering why you are here. Now let me tell you that you were stunned with magic potion and sold to me. Let me introduce myself. I am the slave owner of Gangze Empire. You can
Call me Obama."
These people were obviously very angry when they heard what he said. They all wanted to stand up to resist, but because they had not eaten and had little strength, no one could stand up.
The slave owner smiled and said:
"Even if you want to resist, you have to eat something first. I don't want my goods to starve!"
Then a lot of black bread was thrown from the iron fence above. When these people saw the black bread, they started to grab it like hungry wolves. Wood slowly backed away. He knew this slave named Obama.
The Lord didn't have any good intentions, because Wood was smiling when he saw everyone grabbing food.
At this time, Wood had no doubt that there might be something wrong with the black bread. Otherwise, how could this self-proclaimed slave owner be so kind and give everyone food? If everyone resisted him after they were full, then he must be sick.
The facts are almost the same as Wood guessed. This human trafficking group has existed on the Divine Grace Continent for hundreds of years. They have their own operating system. Take the drug for example! This drug is a kind of drug that can make people
A magic potion that enters a deep coma. When the stunned person smells the scent of the psychedelic grass for the first time, they will wake up, but they will feel weak. At this time, if they drink the psychedelic grass juice, these people will
It has no resistance to illusion magic.
The black bread these people were eating at this time was mixed with this kind of psychedelic grass juice. Although Wood didn't know if there was such a herb, he subconsciously thought that the matter would not be that simple. Although he saw black bread all over the ground,
He really wanted to eat it, but his will and conscience told him that he couldn't do it. Men can be arrogant, but they must have pride. This sentence has always supported Wood's strong heart.
After all the food on the ground was robbed, the slave owner smiled and said:
"Very good! Now you just listen to my call!"
After he finished speaking, a ball of light suddenly appeared in his hand, and his eyes flashed. Then Wood felt an overwhelming pressure. If Wood could have dealt with this pressure before, but he continued
After being hungry for so many days, he had no strength at all, and the thought of resistance made Wood fall to his knees on the ground. When Wood looked at the others, it seemed as if they all knelt down willingly.
At this time, Wood kept telling himself in his heart that he must persevere. He must deal with this person with his own hands later. Be patient. He must be patient.
Then the man saw everyone kneeling down, he laughed and said:
"Okay, my slaves, your master is coming, please greet me with your humble offerings!"
Then the iron fence above his head was opened, and the man slowly floated in. When Wood saw this scene, he was shocked. This man was a high-level magician. Damn it, how could he kill him!
Just when Wood was thinking about this problem, the man had already landed, but at this moment, a man next to the slave owner suddenly became violent. The fighting spirit in him suddenly burst out, and his extremely powerful fist was about to strike in the blink of an eye.
The slave owner was hit, but at this critical moment, a rapid arrow suddenly shot out from his head, directly piercing the man's arm, and the man fell to the ground and began to struggle.
At this moment, the slave owner slowly turned around and looked at the person who was about to attack him. He sneered and said:
"I've seen a lot of people with backbone! But I've knocked all their backbone away. I don't know how much backbone you still have!"
After he finished saying this, another arrow was shot from his head, this time it was shot on the man's other arm, and then two more arrows were shot down, nailing the man's legs respectively.
Go up, and the man's screams made the whole dungeon buzz.
Then the slave owner stepped on the man's face and said:
"Are you still resisting?"
The man had lost consciousness in pain, but Wood still heard a few unclear words from his mouth, "Kill me!"
The slave owner curled his lips and said:
"As you wish!"
Then he moved his feet, and at this time an arrow was shot from his head, directly piercing the other person's head. Wood closed his eyes. This man was worthy of his silence and admiration. If he could still move,
Then I will definitely help him fulfill his wish, but that person's coercion magic is always in use. Wood's current power really can't resist this level of attack, let alone allow him to fight back.
The slave owner snorted coldly and said:
"Hmph! How come there are people like this every time the goods come in! Another loss of 10 gold coins! Damn it, someone, handcuff them and take them to the market!"
Then a group of warriors came down from above. They were all earth-level warriors. At this time, Wood suddenly felt that he had entered another world. Why had he not seen a high-level cultivator in a hundred years? In the past few months, it was like Warcraft everywhere.
Just as common.
It was only after the soldiers put the handcuffs on them that Wood saw clearly that everyone's eyes were blurred at this time. The soldier who put the handcuffs on Wood played with Wood's face and looked at it.
After finding nothing unusual, he turned around and left.
It wasn't that Wood didn't want to resist just now, but he was having a fierce struggle in his heart just now. The man's weapon was right in front of Wood, and he could get it as long as Wood stretched out his hand. But Wood knew that he was in this state, so what if he took the weapon?
In this way, it was better to be humiliated and then executed, so Wood missed this opportunity. Sometimes fate is like a joke. If Wood had done this at that time, I am afraid his life would have disappeared from now on, and he will not be alive in the future.
There will be another God of War, and it is precisely because Wood did not do this that led to the subsequent adventures. Let’s continue to read below.
These soldiers threw everyone on top of the dungeon one by one like garbage, and then threw them into the prison van. Wood was sore all over from being thrown, but he did not make any sound. He could still bear the pain, but this hunger made him
He can't stand it.
After a long time, the carriage started moving, and they were treated like piglets and sent to the slave market in the city. This slave market was extremely chaotic and extremely dirty. Wood was imprisoned in a dark prison, where there were a lot of slaves.
, in Wood's eyes, there were at least tens of thousands of slaves. Wood was surprised where all these slaves came from, but his mood at this time was really not that good.
Then, I don’t know whether it was Wood’s good luck or Wood’s bad luck. A bloated middle-aged man walked into the slave market and shouted:
"Slave owner, get out!"
Then the slave owner hurriedly ran out. When he saw this man, his proud face suddenly turned wretched. He bowed and asked in a low voice:
"Lord Ankara, what do you need when you come here?"
And the fat man said:
"Nonsense, coming here is of course a sacrifice of hard work. I want 500 practitioners to work hard."
The slave owner quickly catered and said:
"Yes, I have them! You can have as many as you want!"
And the fat man cursed:
"What the hell are you doing? All I want are people from the fucking Magic Empire, and I also want cultivators! 500 of them!"
The hard-working master was stunned for a moment, then continued to smile and said:
"Then I have them too. The war has just ended. I am basically a member of the Magic Empire. I wonder what you want them for?"
The fat man said in a sharp voice:
"I didn't know! This is what the above said! Send them all to the arena, and I will pay you when the goods arrive."
The slave owner said flatteringly:
"Okay, I'll send it to you right away."
Wood heard the man say "above". This was the second time he heard someone say this. But did "above" refer to the same class or were they in the same group? Just when Wood thought of this
, the slave owner pointed at Wood and said:
"Send this dying boy over to him!"
Wood is so angry! You are about to die! I am so hungry that I have no strength! When I gain strength, I will definitely kill you!
Just when Wood thought of this, he was thrown out again, and then Wood was thrown heavily into the prison car. After this fall, Wood fainted directly.