Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 24: Version a.02 Update! Death Penalty!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 595: Uncle and Nephew (7)
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 299: Ghost Market
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 221: Mutation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1128- No discussion
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1127- Gene Warrior Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 594: Uncle and Nephew (6)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 20: The Showdown Between Armies!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 298: Not Your Mother
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 220: Elder
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1126- Choose or be chosen
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1125- Sudden Collapse
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 593: Uncle and Nephew (5)
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 297: I'm Just a Child
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 219: Attraction
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1124- Are you kidding
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 923: Interference
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1123- Finding help
"We request judgement!"
Under the goddess statue at the center of the square, a slave owner tied to a wooden pole objected. He was so fat such that the few Demon Hall Cavalry didn't know how to tie him up when they tried. The gaps of the rope caused huge pieces of fats to be squeezed out. He hollered, "Goddess's Tears is a trading market, you can't trample our city. Damn, there should be someone decent who speaks for us right? These black cavalry only know how to kill people and release slaves?"
There were 100+ other slave owners tied up with this fatty. These were the true owners of Goddess's Tears and they were the masters of all the slaves. 100+ of them were tied to rows of wooden poles and were being burnt in the son.
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"Tick tick..."
The God Dragon Horse walked on the streets and there were many wooden poles at the sides with corpses stabbed on it. Most of them were decomposing and a lot of them had died terribly. Their bodies were pierced by wood and eagels were circling them. At 5 meters near me, a black crane pecked an eyeball from one of the corpses.
I frowned and didn't avoid. I looked around and below the corpses were the names of the dead. Slaves who escaped, that was the reason for their deaths. Slaves were private products and they didn't have their own thoughts nad freedom. If they tried to escape, they had to die. This was the basic laws of the slave system.
Such an ugly law.
On the sides of the streets were slaves that were handcuffed. Some were young, some were old, some were males, some were females. There were some so young that their mothers were hugging them. The old ones were around 50 years old. If they were slightly older they wouldn't be able to work anymore. The masters naturally wouldn't let such trash live. The male ones were all naked while the female ones were not well developed due to the lack of nutrition.
I sat on top of my horse and looked really different from everyone. Maybe to them, I was the true conquerer?
I arrived at the center and there were more here. The slav
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