"It seems that the gods have not come, and they will not help you," the speaker laughed. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The uniformly frightened eyes in the cage seemed to him to be a great pleasure. A feeling of complete control over the lives of everyone in the cage came to his heart, and at this time he seemed to be the real god, because as long as he moved slightly, he could make the life in this cage die. And what has just happened is the best proof of this.

"You untouchable slaves, the righteous knights on high can't control you, rescue you, where does the time of this god take care of you?"

"Besides, if you can get the favor of the gods just by praying, aren't all the money spent by the nobles in vain?"

"Therefore, you pray to the gods, why don't you pray to me more, maybe I am in a good mood and find you a good buyer, or add a spoonful of water to your dinner in the evening."

As the man spoke, he kept moving towards the people in the cage, until the whole cage was almost tilted to the side, when he saw his hands grasp the cage and shake it violently a few times, and I don't know how many people died in such a toss.

As soon as the words were finished, I saw that there were several people in the cage who died because they couldn't withstand their own tossing. The man laughed instead of being sad, laughing very happily, and the corners of his mouth seemed to spread towards his heels.

And the people in the cage suddenly became even more frightened, and the person's every move in front of them would accelerate the withering of the originally fragile life, and this time it might be himself.

"If the gods really came, and they really got the favor of the gods just by praying, I think this might be the end for you."

The words came from nowhere, but they sturdily startled the guy who controlled the life and death of the cage.

"Who?" the voice came from behind him, and the man hurriedly wanted to look back at the situation behind him.

But before he could turn around, his eyes suddenly went black, and his head hurt, and he lost consciousness and lost his life.

In the eyes of the slaves in the cage, the changes in front of them were a bit of a problem for them to root.

As soon as the voice came from behind the man, a figure came out under the burlap that covered the cage. Just as the man in front of him listened to the voice and looked back, he saw that the man who had just come in suddenly took out a huge hammer from there and hit the man's head.

Like a broken watermelon, of course, the red and white things splattered in all directions, especially the slaves in the cage.

Suddenly, the slaves only felt that there was a red patch in front of them, and with the headless man who was gradually falling, the guy with the heavy hammer who had just come in was like a ghost.

Suddenly, the whole scene was silent, and the slaves couldn't even be afraid at once, I don't know if it was because of excessive fear or because they had completely lost their intention to resist.

"God heard your prayers and came to your rescue and brought you into the kingdom of God."

"I am the messenger of the gods, Sunk" The hammer-bearer was suddenly illuminated even more majestic and majestic with the flames burning in the camp.

Through the firelight, the young and weak child saw a figure like a god descending, and his mouth hurriedly wanted to shake his mother awake and protect him, and shouted loudly, "The god is coming, the god is coming! We have passed the test of the god and endured the pain! We have been favored by the god!"

But this mother never woke up.

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Hall and his party came and went in a hurry, and they had just stayed in the Central Country for a short time before they left the city directly, saying that they were going back to the trading house.

Fred and the others also tried to keep it, but Hall had already made up his mind, so it was difficult to say anything more.

However, the day before Hall left the Central Country, he was approached.

As for who was looking for it, Hall didn't say. However, after returning, he was firm in Hall's idea of leaving the city, and Hall, who had originally promised Fred to delay his return to the city for a few days, left the Central Kingdom in the early morning of the next day, following the caravan that had entered the city to transport goods.

Hall's departure from the Central Nation was not a matter of concern to the entire comptoir. Because there is too much news coming and going every day for the entire Central Country, and the most striking thing in the past few days is the incident about the robbery of slaves.

Not only that, but the robbery of slaves was not just an accident, only one or two incidents, but since the first slave robbery a few days ago, such things have been happening one after another, as if the slave trade in the central country was being targeted.

Of course, when such a thing happens, the central country is not a character who sits on the sidelines and quietly watches at the provocation of others.

The knights of the garrison came out one after another day and night, but each time they returned empty-handed.

Even when the knights of the garrison were openly escorting a group of slaves out of the city, the next day after the night passed, they suddenly found that the slaves who were originally full of carts seemed to have evaporated from the world and disappeared directly in front of them.

"This must have been the work of the same people who had disappeared from the slave trading ground in that fallen land!

"This is simply slapping the faces of the guard knights, and actually robbing these slaves in front of the guard knights, for the guard knights, this is a great shame at all!"

"I don't know if I provoked anyone, but I robbed the slaves one after another, looking at this posture, they are not afraid of the knights at all!"

"For me, the slave trade should never have existed in the Central Country. Think about the various free territories and principalities outside of the central country, the one who is doing the slave trade? I think this is the whole anger of the gods, and they have been punished by the gods!

"What does it mean that it shouldn't exist, it's because other principalities and free lords don't have the ability to do this! Don't dare to do this kind of thing in the open, who do you think this slave is being transported outside the city? What are the identities of the people who appear in this slave trading field? These are some surrounding principalities and free territories!"

"After the slaves are in their hands, they will sell them to other people a second time! This slave trade is simply a business that only makes money and does not lose money! Why do they not dare to do this openly, not because they are highly conscious enough! but because they are afraid of being found in trouble by the Central State!" )