Chapter 4: Old Porter's Wrath (1)

In the eastern part of Galo, outside the tent area where the Sea Tribe's slaves lived, there was a wall that stretched for tens of thousands of meters. This massive wall of boulders acts as an impregnable iron fence that imprisons millions of Sea Clan slaves.

Because of the existence of the high wall, the range of activities of the Sea Clan slaves during the free time at night can only be within the high wall in the east of Galo Island, coupled with the ban on the sea on Galo Island, the range of activities of the slaves is really small and pitiful.

The Sea Clan lives on the sea, but the sea water in the Holy Land has long been polluted by dark demonic energy, and even if there is no sea ban, few slaves will go to the sea. After all, going to the sea for too long is tantamount to a suicidal act.

When he was young, Old Potter couldn't resist the temptation of the sea and swam in the sea, but for the next fifty years, his bones fell off and his body was weak, so that Old Potter never touched the sea water of the Holy Land World again.

In this hellish world, the sea tribe's fear of the sea water has become an instinct. However, because of the nature of the Sea Clan, many young Sea Clans who had not yet understood the terrible waters of the Holy Land World died in the ocean polluted by dark demonic energy.

It sounds paradoxical, but the ocean is like poison to the sea tribe at this moment, making people both fear and yearn.

The Sea Tribe's slaves lived in the eastern part of the island, which was enclosed by high walls and seawater, and were like animals in captivity, with no freedom to speak of.

The procession of Sea Clan slaves returning to their place of residence was huge, and when the leader of the group came to the stone gate in the middle of the high wall, the slaves entered it in a very orderly manner.

The self-consciousness of the slaves is really impressive.

Once servile is cultivated, it becomes a terrible poison that constantly erodes the human heart and the soul of an entire race.

Sunrise. The sunset has long become the daily routine of the slaves living on the island of Galo. But today is a little different from the past, the difference is in a portrait of the human race pasted on the tall stone gate.

Directly below this portrait, two large blood-red characters are written in the abyssal language: "Wanted". Every slave who entered the quarters through the stone gate would be reminded by the overseer's bone whip to carefully read the text on the wanted warrant and remember the wanted Terran appearance in the portrait.

When Old Potter dragged the shackles and chains on his feet to the stone door, he was awakened by a deafening explosion.

Old Potter raised his head and looked blankly at the Bone Demon Overseer standing on the high wall, at this time the Bone Demon was wielding the jet-black bone whip in his hand, and the deafening explosion just now was the sound of the bone whip whipping in the air.

Under the watchful eye of the overseer. Old Potter carefully looked at the wanted notice affixed to the stone door.

The young man of the Terran race in the portrait has a handsome face, sharp edges and corners, and a pair of penetrating black eyes under his eyebrows.

Wanted warrants from the royal city of Galo were common, and wanted Terrans were a common occurrence, but what impressed Old Potter the most about this Terran was that he had a rare gray hair.

Although the wanted notice doesn't make it clear why the gray-haired Terran is wanted by Wangcheng, Old Porter can probably guess why. Judging from the appearance of this celebrity, he was definitely not a slave born in the Holy Land world, because it was impossible for a slave in the Holy Land to have such clear and transparent eyes.

This Terran must have been recently captured in the Holy Land World. Old Potter said with certainty in his heart.

Actually, the people who were captured in the world of the Holy Land. It is very common for them to escape the control of the Holy Land and be wanted by the Holy Land for some unknown reasons, but these wanted people end up being caught by the overseers and tortured in every way. Or die.

This kind of thing is not strange to old Porter, who has lived for more than 400 years.

With the Terran youth in the wanted portrait in mind, Old Potter walked towards the tent area within the high walls.

After walking through the narrow paths and turning a few more times among the countless dilapidated tents, Old Potter finally returned to the dilapidated tent he had been living in.

Hear the slow-paced grinding of old Porter's shackles. There was also the weak cough of Old Porter, and little Parker, who was sitting in the tent and looking at the sea in a daze, suddenly woke up, then got up and got out of the tent and hugged Old Porter's legs.

Seeing Little Parker's emaciated face, Old Porter's old face finally showed a rare smile.

Old Potter touched Parker's hair, and at the same time, Parker looked up and shouted in a crisp voice, "Grandpa!"

"Well, did you get the food distributed by the overseer back today?" said Old Potter as he looked at Parker's malnourished emaciated figure, and a hint of bitterness appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I've got it back. Little Parker nodded, but his eyes flickered.

Old Porter, of course, noticed the strangeness in Little Parker's eyes, and immediately asked, "What, is there anything you want to tell grandpa?"

Little Parker's eyes were a little evasive, but also mixed with a little joy, "This morning, I saved someone at the beach. ”

"Human, you mean the Terrans?" said Old Potter, recalling the wanted notice he had just seen on the stone gate, and suddenly a bad omen suddenly struck him.

Old Potter frowned and asked anxiously, "Where is that Terran?"

Little Parker raised his arm and pointed behind him, "He's lying in there......"

Before Parker could finish speaking, Old Potter hurriedly lifted the shabby curtain and walked into the tent.

And when Old Potter walked into the tent and saw an unconscious Terran young man in overalls lying on the shabby bed, Old Porter's heart beat sharply, and fine beads of sweat appeared on the dark blue bone scales on his forehead.

Especially when Old Potter saw the gray broken hair and face of this celebrity-friendly young man, Old Potter's feet went soft and he fell directly to the ground. Old Porter's body trembled, cold sweat flowed, and then the fins closed tightly.

Behind him, little Parker, who was young and unworldly, saw this scene, hurriedly stepped forward to support Old Porter's body, and asked puzzledly, "Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

He ...... He ......" Old Porter's voice trembled, and his eyes were full of fear.

Little Parker didn't notice the strange expression of Old Porter, but looked at the gray-haired Terran youth who was in a coma, and explained to Old Porter: "In the morning, I saw something floating on the sea, and when I pulled him out of the sea, I found out that he was actually a Terran, it's really strange, it is rare to see a Terran on Galo Island, how can he appear in the sea?"

After that, little Parker rolled his eyes, and continued with some fear: "Grandpa, I didn't deliberately go to the sea, because I wanted to save him, so I went into the sea as a last resort, grandpa, don't scold me for ......" (to be continued.) )