Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
"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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