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In the dimly lit warehouse, there were mountains of black shadows, and the place was as silent as a dead pool.

As far as the eye can see, slave trucks of different shapes are arranged in a mess, like a huge cemetery.

That's right, this is the large warehouse zero in the sorting center, which is used to store the scrapped slave trucks. Whenever the slave trucks filled up the stockpile, they were destroyed.

As a testament to the evils that remain in the world, these slave trucks are more like a reflection of the fate of the slaves.

Squeak! Squeak!

Suddenly, a slight plucking sound sounded, and the reverberation and empty warehouse were infinitely amplified. Fortunately, the sound insulation effect of the warehouse is not bad, otherwise it will definitely attract the attention of the demon guards patrolling outside.

"Huh—————— they're almost suffocating. ”

A small door suddenly appeared on the side of a slave truck leaning against the wall, and a figure immediately jumped down and landed firmly on the solid steel floor.

The words that came out of his mouth were complaining, but his eyes were wary of the surroundings.

If you go deep into the enemy camp, you can't afford to be careless, because every negligence leads to death!

Even if they were mentally prepared before, when they really faced it, they would still feel a little uneasy and panicked in their hearts. But when these negative emotions have passed, the fearless young man will become agitated again.

Emotions are changeable and susceptible to external influences, which is probably also a common part of young people's minds, and you can't ask them for more.

"What is this place?" The moment the star jumped out, it released an enhanced perception, and there was no sign of life activity around it.

"I don't know, but it looks like it's a warehouse for scrap products. Murdaq touched a beautiful wooden slave cart beside him, and the orange-red pattern on it was like a leaping flame, and he moved when he saw it.

"Flame pattern wood, such a big one for overall carving, I'm afraid it will be worth more than three thousand gold coins, just throw it here at will, it's really a tyrannical thing. Murdock snorted.

"If you think too much, these things will be recycled later. Emma jumped off cleanly, half-kneeling, and shook her short dark green hair handsomely as she got up.

"Recycling? And this kind of operation? doesn't that mean it's dangerous here?" Murdock subconsciously looked left and right.

"It's only recycled when it's full, and it looks like it's been cleaned once before. Emma glanced at the large blank space not far away and came to a conclusion.

"You've been here, so clear?" said Murdak, curious.

"No, it was an uncle who told me. Emma shook her head, "Actually, I've only been in Wasteland for a while. ”

"What? Are you kidding? This is the first city on earth! Handsome, you fool!" Murdak's eyes widened, and he almost didn't burst it.

"When I was sent out, I hid in the dark compartment, and I didn't have time to pay attention to anything else, and I only wrote down a few routes when I was at the Bone Altar, and the inspection there was relatively loose. Emma slammed back.

"It's over, I've been fooled, I've been deceived by you, did you plan to come in first in the first place?" Murdaq crossed his hands on his hips.

"No... No. Emma blushed.

Murdaq and Xing looked at each other speechlessly, this expression is already a self-confession, okay?

"Then we're really going to be blind, what should we do now?Shall we go out first?Where is the mouth?" Murdaq finally collected his feelings, but there was still a faint pain in his heart.

This big girl is still not honest, coming in is no different from sending her to death.

"See this?" Emma stepped on the metal plate under her feet, "This warehouse is made of a complete special alloy pouring, unless it is a small forbidden spell-level bombardment, otherwise you can't get out." Even if they go out, there is a legion of demons stationed outside, and they are all the elites of the human city. ”

"Did I hear me right?" Murdock gouged out his ear, his face confused.

"That's a huge prison, you say? Oh my God, we've gone to great lengths to hide in order to sneak into a big iron cage?"

"Little carpenter, can you still contact that puppet?" Xing began.

"No, the reaction just now was too strong, it's out of my control, damn it, those demons are really perverted! This bullshit sorting center, I will definitely have to destroy it in the future," the little carpenter gritted his teeth.

Xing frowned, he really came to a dead end, their consideration was still lacking, and when they heard the news of the slave city, they were in a mess, and they acted with enthusiasm.

While the disappearance is real, they also push themselves into a corner.

"Is it okay for you to listen to me? Although I really want you to follow me in, I didn't cheat you, there is a place to go out, it's very secret, and the demons can't find out. Emma said eagerly.

"Is there a place to get out? are you sure?" said Murdaq, looking around carefully, the darkness not blocking his vision.

"Come with me, my uncle told me here that they have a secret passage. Emma beckoned, and the cat walked forward.

"Uncle, who is that?" asked Murdock.

"He's a very good person, if it weren't for him, I wouldn't be able to get out, it's my sister who asked him. Oh, by the way, Uncle said, his name is Vlamir. Emma replied with a serious face.

"Vlamir, why is this name so familiar? Murdaq pinched his chin and tried to remember, trying to find information from his memory bank.

"Vlamir, the pioneer of the Great Revolution, the man who almost toppled the court of the giants. Star sighed.

"Yes, yes, yes, I'll just say how the name is so familiar!" Murdaq slammed his right hand into the palm of his left hand, "He's one of my idols, but it's a pity that he fell short in the end." ”

"Vlamir, the city of slaves..." Xing thoughtfully, this name sounds very meaningful.