The border city in the wilderness was originally clear in the air, mixed with the fragrance of some grass.

But the stele city is always filled with a pungent smell.

It was supposed to be a fishy smell from the slaughterhouse, but it was never sold here.

These people, who had the right to trade slaves in the Extreme Court, were called mercenary camps, and they were like vultures, hovering near the war, waiting for the war to end and start eating the profits.

At nightfall, another group of slaves who had not been sold were sent to the back of the monument wall one after another.

Behind a strong earth dragon, there is a long chain.

The chains passed through a group of slaves whose necks were trapped by thick ropes, and these slaves had little strength left, and they had difficulty walking, but they were half-dragged forward by the earth dragon in front of them.

"Lao He, these slaves look quite strong, don't they sell them to quarries and mines, at least one person can sell them for a hundred gold, why do you want to bring them here to deal with them?"

"It's really eight lifetimes of blood mold, they are sick, it will attract poisonous insects, and the skin is festering every day, living is a kind of torture, just send them happy. The mercenary slave trader named Lao He said.

"That's a pity, look at that kid, but he's still young and handsome. The officer pointed to a young man at the end of the line.

The young man's face was painted black, his clothes were ragged, and his hair was messy, but he could see that he was a handsome boy after a little tidying up, and the officers and soldiers looked a little pity, if they were not infected, they would have been bought by those rich old women......

"There's no way, this kind of disease that attracts poisonous insects can't be cured. The man named Lao He said.

The young man was none other than Zhu Minglang, who had dressed up in disguise.

He disguised himself as a slave and blended in openly.

As for this shoddy rope sleeve, it can't be any constraint on Zhu Minglang.

......

Led to the monument wall, Zhu Minglang observed carefully.

A group of men in black robes approached, untied the long chains from the earth dragon's body, and led the slaves into it like cattle and sheep.

The first one, though he wore a robe and hat, had his eyes covered with a red cloth......

乌袍、蒙眼、下巴处却画着一只有些诡异的眼纹，感觉像是用鲜血涂抹的一样猩红！

This thing, although it looks like a human, is still a blind man, and it is still a little treacherous and hideous!

"Eyeless Sect?" Zhu Minglang stared at this person for a long time.

It seems that Senior Brother Wu Feng is right, this is most likely the people of the Eyeless Sect who are doing evil.

For a long time, this sect gave people the illusion of a Buddha nature without desires and desires, and after it grew stronger, it gradually revealed its true nature!

Probably because they used slaves more often to make such evil sacrifices, they were not bulldozed by the people of the Imperial Capital.

But how can such a cancer allow them to continue to expand.

"Soon your pain will be gone. The Eyeless Cultist spoke.

The slaves were very numb, they themselves were tormented by the toxin, and for them death was indeed a relief.

However, when they were pushed to the torture table one by one, and saw the hellish picture of the furnace, all the slaves screamed in fear.

They tried to break free from the noose and tried to escape from here, but one by one they were twisted back by the black-robed man.

The most terrifying thing is that on the torture platform with a thick layer of blood scale, the eyeballs on the ground, those eyeballs are discarded as messily as sand and stones, and those black-robed people even stepped on them......

"Rest assured, you will enjoy this honor too. The blindfolded black-robed man said with a smile.

"My lord, can we help you?" asked a young man in a black robe.

"No, I like to do this kind of thing myself. Once upon a time, I was a clumsy pedicure and accidentally bleed a noble man's toe, and then his men gouged out my eyes. At first, I was also clumsy when I gouged out people's eyes, and those people would always scream, but slowly, I became so skilled that my eyes were on my knife, and it took a few seconds for the man to realize the pain......" The blindfolded man in black robe let out a crow-like laugh and chattered.

Zhu Minglang was in that group of slaves, looking at this psychopath......

And the slaves even called their fathers and mothers, they thought they could die straightforwardly, they had no extravagant hope for life, how did they know that they would have to endure such pain and torture before they died!

"Can't you die, dig again?" Zhu Minglang still couldn't help but ask.

Even if there is such a perverted ritual, it is better to wait for someone to die and then dig it than to execute it alive.

"Of course not, if you gouge out your eyes when you die, how can you realize the true meaning of aimlessness? Without eyes, you can't see fear, and without fear, you have nothing to fear, you have nothing to worry about, and only then can your heart see the true God. The Eyeless Sect Man said.

"But you were gouged out because of your poor craftsmanship. Forced to dig, and not voluntarily serve the godless god, and the rest of you, all of you don't have eyes, since you want to perform this sacred ritual, but you yourself have eyes, isn't it dirty to the piety in your heart, why don't you dig first, we are following, everyone serves the godless god together. Zhu Minglang continued.

Those black-robed people looked at each other one by one.

It's been a few years since I've been doing this here, and what slave is standing here, isn't his legs weak and his bowel and bowel incontinence?

How can anyone think so clearly and make such a "little suggestion"?

The blindfolded black-robed man frowned, and he made his way through the group of terrified slaves to the place where the last head Zhu Minglang was.

"So I'm the only one who performs eye gouging. The blindfolded black-robed man said coldly.

As he spoke, the eye-cutting knife in his hand lit up, and it seemed that he was going to start with this slave who was too clear in his thinking.

But to be reasonable, he wanted to cut off Zhu Minglang's tongue first!

Before he died, he also shook the "military heart" of his disciples!

"Your Excellency!"

At this time, a strong man in a black robe ran over and said in a bit of panic.

"What's the matter, I'll cut this guy's tongue first...... Phew, gouge out his eyes first!" said the black-robed blindfolded man.

"There is a group of masters who are surrounding our monument wall. The black-robed man said.

"Do you know where it came from?" asked Guo Chang, the leader of the black robe.

"I know!" Zhu Minglang said suddenly.

"Shut up!" the black-robed leader picked up the sharp knife with a barb and stabbed it into Zhu Minglang's eyes.

Zhu Minglang easily dodged, and the rope sleeves trapped on his body were like hanging on him, and they all fell off with a slight shake.

"I am Zhao Yinge, the prince of the royal family, and this prince has been staring at your group of demons and evil sects for some days, and I have sent a master to exterminate the sect!" Zhu Minglang said loudly.