In the sky, the scroll is vast, absorbing the souls of the beast-controlling tribe below.
Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu's expressions were extremely ugly.
They have always been free, and they believe in the principle of "Give me freedom or die." They are completely unable to accept the fact that they are willing to become the slaves of others in order to survive.
However, if you put yourself in the shoes of these poor beast masters, what else can they do besides accepting it?
Their homes were gone, their grasslands were submerged, and they were like a group of bereaved dogs, begging for a place to survive.
It’s good to be alive, what else are you thinking about?
Before they came, the beast-taming tribe was a plaything in the eyes of Qian Guo. They stood on the Great Wall and watched the tribes below fighting each other, as if they were watching a beast battle.
After they arrived, these tribes became chess pieces and tools in the hands of the immortals, allowing them to lead them to fight against each other.
In the end, millions of grassland people were piled into pyramids and became nutrients for others to improve their cultivation.
After narrowly escaping death, he entered the Great Wall, finally found a habitat, and had to become the slaves of others.
What kind of truth is this, what kind of heaven is this, why is it so unfair!!!
"I took you out of one hell and sent you to another hell. What am I doing?"
Wan Lei murmured to himself, but his eyes turned red.
"This can't go on like this. They shouldn't be slaves. They have died so many of their compatriots and suffered so much. They should have the right to live contentedly and live freely. It shouldn't be like this."
Fang Xiaoyu also gritted her teeth and felt heartbroken.
"I think the immortal teleported everyone away except the two of us just because he wanted us to do this."
"Save them."
"Well, save them."
Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu flew up and quickly arrived in mid-air.
"Everyone, stop all of them. Stop sending souls into that picture. Stop all of them!"
Wan Lei shouted loudly, causing all the people in line in front to stop.
Those people raised their heads and looked at Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu, with hope shining in their eyes.
God, are you going to save us again?
On the Great Wall, the emperor looked at the two people in the sky with a playful smile on his lips.
"National Preceptor, they don't seem to agree with our approach. This is provoking you."
"Normally, they are not slave masters, so naturally they will not accept this kind of thing so easily. There is always no shortage of nosy people in this world."
"Is the Imperial Master confident of defeating these two people?"
"If the four sixth-level warriors beside them were still there before, I would definitely not be able to defeat them.
But now, there are only two of them left, plus the injured sixth-level holy beast..."
"It's no problem for the Imperial Guard to capture them."
"I still can't beat him."
"..."
"Your Majesty, aren't you panic?"
"Panic, but I am the emperor. I must keep my emotions and anger in check and remain calm and composed at all times."
"Your Majesty is so charming."
"Okay, National Master, stop talking nonsense and run away. Who would have thought that the opponent could be so strong."
"Your Majesty, the king of a country and the majestic emperor, how can you run away so lightly?"
"Does the Imperial Master have any good ideas?"
"I can run faster by myself."
"……"emperor.
"Otherwise, let's take away the life-controlling map and stop letting those people input their souls. After sending them away, we can do this again."
"No, Your Majesty."
"What's wrong?"
"The life-controlling diagram... I can't take it back."
The Imperial Master sighed and stood up. He felt that a majestic force prevented him from putting away the Fate Control Chart.
"How can you violate the will of the gods? I cannot be one of those who betray the times.
No matter what, if the gods want me to do it, then let’s do it.”
"What did the spirit say?"
"The gods said..."
The Imperial Master's eyes suddenly lit up, full of desire and greed.
"Suppressing these two people and extracting the fate of their protagonists can enable my country to gain blessings of ten thousand years of national destiny. I can also use this luck and national destiny to step into the dream...
Seventh level!"
The Imperial Master stood in mid-air and flew towards Wan Lei Fang Xiaoyu in a hurry, with a faint sneer hanging on the corner of his mouth.
"Why don't you two go away? Is there anything going on?"
The Imperial Master smiled slightly and was very polite.
He planned to be polite first and then fight, so that he could occupy the moral high ground. This way, after suppressing these two people, the beast control tribe would be less rebellious. "We have no intention to be enemies with you, but you can't turn all the beast control tribe into slave."
"Oh? When did we say that we treat the beast masters as slaves? Here, their treatment is equal to that of the people of Qian Kingdom."
"You take away every trace of people's souls. Life and death are all controlled by you. What is this but a slave?"
"You two, what you say is a bit unfair. Since ancient times, the people of the dynasty have lived south of the Great Wall, and the beast-controlling tribes have lived on the grasslands.
We have never invaded an inch of grassland land. On the contrary, the beast-taming tribe often plundered our southern people, forcing us to build the Great Wall to resist them.
When a natural disaster strikes, our country has a good nature and does not want to see the beasts exterminated, so we kindly lend a piece of land to them to survive. Don't we even have the power to prevent it at all?
The beast-taming tribe is so aggressive, who can guarantee that they will not cause harm to our people again?
We have already lured the wolf into our house. Can’t we even build a fence to protect our home? What is your reasoning?
We are not forcing you to come to our land. Every bit of our land belongs to the people, and there is no extra inch.
If you don’t want to come, you can, you can turn around and go back now, we will never stop you.”
"You...you are using strong words. You have given them a habitat, and they will naturally be grateful to you. When the Purple Sea recedes, they will naturally return to the grassland.
You gave them a place, but this is by no means a reason for you to control the lives and deaths of others at will. How can these hundreds of thousands of people be the opponents of your dynasty?
If you want benefits, if you want peace, you can trade with them on equal terms, and I think they will accept this.
But we will never accept slavery!"
"Then there's no need to talk about it. People of the grasslands, it's not that our country won't take you in, it's your so-called gods that have driven you to a dead end. It's your own fault. You can make your own choice."
"Kill him."
Fang Xiaoyu gritted his teeth.
"However, this man has no enmity against us. We have no reason to kill him. We should destroy the life-control plan so that he has nothing to enslave the grassland people."
"also."
Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu immediately rushed towards the scroll in the sky.