The new empire was in ruins, and naturally needed a lot of slaves to work, and no matter where there was a need for people to work, the slaves naturally worked day and night.

Of course, this non-stop day and night refers to the progress of the work, and as for the actual situation, the benevolent Giant King used a very reasonable three shifts, each person only needed to move bricks for eight hours a day, and the rest of the time could be used to rest - but it was clear that the slaves of the New Empire did not appreciate this mercy, and they had a natural hatred for the New Empire, and only found this practice to be cruel.

However, they did not choose to rebel because they regarded obedience as a virtue, even if the people of the new empire did little to control them, and all they wanted was to leave, to leave the land that made them sad, to go to a place where they could feel at ease.

Go to the place where God blesses them.

Of course, this may have been an unrealistic fantasy, since their divine leader was long gone, and only the tyrant disguised as holy, the only one left in the world was the tyrant disguised as holy, and the only one who had tried several times to explain to the people of the new empire that the giant's so-called benevolence and kindness were disguised, but no matter how they described the number of deaths, no one believed them.

"Our merciful king, even the trees will be pitied, and when stones are thrown at him, he will only laugh...... How could such a benevolent and magnanimous giant kill someone? ”

The neighbors of the Yellow Sand City, or the people of the New Empire, retorted.

This also made the slaves more and more desperate.

False lies have blinded the kingdom, and the land is no longer fit for them to live in.

But where is that God-blessed place?

Can they really go to that kind of place?

"Yes."

It was at this time that someone stepped forward.

The man wore a hood with a pullover head, just as the slaves used to dress, and his mysterious and majestic appearance captured the hearts of these slaves almost instantly.

What's more, the slaves actually felt in this hooded man, some kind of sacredness?

"Maybe he can take us away!"

At this moment, many slaves were already convinced.

But even if they wanted to leave, the new empire would not just watch them leave, and now that the new empire was in ruins, it was when labor was needed everywhere, how could it be possible to watch these slaves flee - but in the face of the chasing foreman, the hooded man showed incredible power, just paused his cane, and let the other party lie on the ground.

This behavior is basically equivalent to rebellion, so after several pulls, the brutal giant king personally intervened and intercepted the slaves who were about to escape on the seashore in the east.

The giant king wielding the fire blade was so terrifying, it was like a demon god descending from the sky, but the hooded man was not a mediocre hand, and the two sides went back and forth, and they fought for a while.

But although the Giant King was stopped, the soldiers were not stopped, and they rushed up to capture the slaves.

It was at this time that the hooded man waved his cane.

"Open!"

The sea parted in front of the slaves, revealing a walkable path.

"You're going to get there! Go to that land of milk and honey! You are God's chosen people! Those are God's gifts! ”

The slaves didn't have time to hear much, they just fled in a hurry, fleeing from the pursuers.

It is precisely because of this that they did not see what happened next.

"You're ......"

The Giant King, or Du Chengfeng, had already taken a knife back behind his back at this moment, and even wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"If you can't open the sea, don't pretend to do this, let me give you what kind of ability?"

"It's a necessary process."

In front of Du Chengfeng, the hooded man also took off his hood.

I saw that this person's face was exactly the same as Du Chengfeng's.

However, if you look closely, this face is actually a little different from Du Chengfeng, not so much Du Chengfeng himself, but a combination of Du Chengfeng and Wu Zhao - every time he sees this face, Du Chengfeng gets angry, just because Wu Zhao finally achieved this abstract purpose in an extremely out-of-the-way way.

Yes, this is not Da Lang Wu Zhao, nor is it the swordsman Wu Zhao, or even the yellow dog Wu Zhao.

It's these slaves, the fantasy Wu Zhao.

Due to the interlacing of identities in the previous battle, the legend about Wu Zhao was still out of shape after all in the word of mouth of the slaves, and when this imaginary power was reflected in reality, it was this thing that appeared in front of Du Chengfeng.

has a body of similar strength to him, and even a face that is very similar to him, this is what Wu Zhao looks like now.

And more importantly, this Wu Zhao is not even a product of pure fantasy.

Rather, the real Wu Zhao himself.

"You've thought about it all since you rushed up to deliver it, haven't you?"

Du Chengfeng looked at the figure in front of him, especially at the stainless steel hairpin on the other party's head.

"But I'm more curious, the other two of you, are you really so willing to die for you?"

"The three of us are one, there is no difference."

The newborn Wu Zhao smiled and shook his head.

"But thank you for your help, if you hadn't inserted the hairpin, this body might really be just an empty shell with part of my experience...... Of course, in return, I'll show you the way back. ”

"Show me?"

Du Chengfeng frowned.

"You're not going back?"

"To tell you the truth, I didn't think about going back."

Wu Zhao smiled.

"When you mentioned the concept of 'world' to me, I didn't think about going back...... More worlds, more environments, more opponents, bigger challenges, these are the things that a warrior can only dream of, why do you think I want to go back? ”

Speaking of this, Wu Zhao's voice paused.

"But you, why are you so insistent on going back? Obviously, there is nothing that can be called a battle over there, and there is no one who can be called an opponent. ”

"I'm a man of life, and I'm different from you."

Du Chengfeng shook his head and declined Wu Zhao's invitation.

Perhaps, as Wu Zhao said, shuttling through various worlds and looking for new opponents is indeed a very attractive thing.

But for him, this kind of thing has already been tasted.

He'd already tasted what it was like to travel through the world, and now he just wanted to get back to a good meal.

"You...... It's okay, it's also a way to live. ”

Wu Zhao was stunned, but in the end he didn't continue to persuade him.

"Since you have said so, then all I can leave is blessings."

"I wish you will never be approached by dangerous enemies."

"In my opinion, this is the best wish for a warrior."

The second shift is delivered, and I have a meal to make up for the one I owe before.

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I'm going to stir-fry, good night everyone.

(End of chapter)