Chapter 833: Blood Debt and Blood Repayment
In the central hall of the Grand Duke's Palace, the nobles who had fled from the viewing platform were gathering in horror, and the front door was closed, this door was made of the most advanced military materials of the Federation, the same front armor material as the King-class main battle tank, which could resist the salvo of the main battle tank head-on, which could be described as a patron saint.
On the other side of the gate, the sound of guns firing rang out from time to time, and people were terrified to hear.
"How so... Why is this happening? ”
"Oh... My child died... That's my only child..."
"The Imperial Dog is crazy... This is a declaration of war! This is a blatant provocation to the Federation! ”
"Grand Duke Ottery, please administer justice for us!"
Amidst the clamor of the nobles, the Chancellor of the Exchequer, Jarrin, helped the frightened Grand Duke Autry, to sit on the chair, and walked to the high platform himself, this duke is very talented in acting, and at this time he can actually show his expression, he bows gracefully, and says in a relaxed tone: "Everyone, everyone, please be uneasy, the two mad Imperial people have been blocked by the brave Grand Duke's Guard, I assure you... Everything is under control! ”
"Poof!" At the moment when Yarlin's words fell, the long knife rolled through the air and plunged into his neck with precision, causing him to fall from the high platform with his eyes rolled and his brain burst on the ground, his face still maintaining the calm expression on his face.
The nobles looked in astonishment in the direction where the long knives were flying, only to see a steady stream of black slaves rushing out of the entrance of the dungeon, and the arimana led by him swept over the nobles present with a hot gaze, raised his fists, and hissed and shouted: "Blood debt and blood payment!! ”
In the unyielding roar that erupted from long-term oppression, more and more black slaves have awakened and rushed towards the screaming nobles with weapons in hand.
There are still a lot of federal guards in the central hall, but at this time, the nobles were scattered by the black slaves in an instant, running around, and the standard guns in the hands of the guards could not be aimed at all.
However, there is a large number of gladiators among the black slaves, these are all soldiers who eat with cold weapons, and the federal guards encounter the kind of untrained black slaves, and the gladiators are often cut down after two or three moves, plus the number of black slaves is large, as many as 300 people one after another, and there are only more than 50 guards in the central hall, and they are scattered like sandcastles after a flood.
The last barrier is lost, and the real slaughter begins.
The black slaves swung their angry butcher knives at the nobles, and a 60-year-old federal marquis was cut off with his head and neck, and before he died, he pleaded in pain, but he seemed to forget that there were dozens of black slaves who pleaded with him as they do now, but he only smiled and ordered his men to throw them into the fire pit and burn them alive.
A beautiful federal duke's daughter knelt down in front of the black slave in a panic, and in the face of the primordial fear of death, she resolutely abandoned her dignity, unbuttoned her chest, exposed her breasts, and said with a crying voice: "Please spare my life, you can do whatever you want to my body, please spare my life." ”
It was only a moment when they were reduced to pigs and dogs, and the black slaves picked up their dignity and stood up from the ground and became people, and the federal nobles abandoned their dignity and knelt on the ground and became animal mouths.
Do people covet the bodies of animals? No.
What awaited the federal girl was not a physical insult, but a sword that took straight to the heart, piercing the beating heart and the proud breast, nailing it to the ground.
The slaughter continued, some of them liked to cook the slaves raw, some liked to cut off the legs of the slaves and put them in the saddle, some liked to have the slaves dance on the red-hot iron, and in their daily lives, they could be kind fathers, filial daughters, polite youths, but at this time, none of them were innocent.
On the other side of the central hall, Shen Ye, the merchant of Skull City who brought the stolen gems to Grand Duke Ottery two years ago and confessed to Akai, was also in the crowd.
In order not to let Luo Wu recognize his face, Shen Ye made a drastic plastic surgery on himself, I have to say that this trick was very successful, Luo Wu didn't recognize him when he saw him in person, but all this is not important now, because he is being chased and killed by a black slave.
A gladiator had already hacked Shen Ye's entourage to death, chasing all the way, and it didn't take long for Shen Ye, who lacked exercise, to run out of breath, and the whole person fell to the ground like a dead dog.
Shen Ye fell to the ground, let out a scream of fear, his hands and feet kept retreating, and he said incoherently: "Don't! Don't kill me! I'm rich and I can give you a lot! ”
The gladiator had nothing but blood in his heart, and where would he be impressed by a little money, he reached out and sharpened his knife on the wall, bursting out with piercing sparks, and walked with a murderous aura.
"No... Please..."Shen Ye took out a pocket watch from the depths of his clothes with trembling hands, opened it and showed the photo inside to the gladiator, and said bitterly, "My daughter is still waiting for me to come home... Please, I can't leave him without Daddy..."
The gladiator saw Shen Ye's daughter in the photo, and suddenly froze in place, he himself is also a person with a daughter, but his daughter later died in the abuse of the Grand Duke, so many years, he still dreams of his daughter's figure in his sleep, and those pictures are always showing him the warmth and tenderness of loss.
The relationship between father and father is the most resonant, the gladiator knows very well what kind of pain it is to lose a daughter, and in the same way, he knows very well what it is like for a daughter to lose her father, and this resonance is sublimated at this time, beyond hatred, and makes him silently put down the knife.
The gladiator took Shen Ye's hand, pushed the pocket watch into his arms, then pointed in the direction of the end of the corridor, and said in unskilled Chinese: "There... Outlet... Hurry up and don't look back. ”
Shen Ye kowtowed to the gladiator gratefully, and kept saying "thank you".
However, the picture did not last long.
When the gladiator put away his knife and turned around, ready to rush to the central hall to support his partner, the gratitude on Shen Ye's face disappeared without a trace in an instant, replaced by a hideous, he quietly took out the gun from his arms and fired three shots at the gladiator.
Because he was defenseless, the gladiator was shot in the back, and all of them hit the vital position, and he was directly knocked to the ground, writhing like a worm, bleeding from his mouth, and his eyes were blank.
"Hehehe, this trick is really useful." Shen Ye held the pocket watch, stretched out his tongue and licked it on the photo of his "daughter", then stepped forward and stepped on the back of the gladiator, aimed at the back of the head and pulled the trigger, "Die!" Black-skinned garbage! ”
"Bang." Brain burst out.
After killing the gladiators, Shen Ye escaped from the Grand Duke's Mansion non-stop, and all the guards had already rushed to support, so there was no one here.
In order to delay the impact of the black slaves as much as possible, Shen Ye closed the gate with a grim face, lifted the beam to kill the entire gate, and fled down the mountain desperately.
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