In the Blade

The emerging empire had a lot of work to do, so naturally it needed a lot of slaves to work. No matter where people were needed to work, the slaves naturally worked day and night.

Of course, this day and night refers to the progress of the work. As for the actual situation, the benevolent giant king used a very reasonable three-shift system. Each person only needed to move bricks for eight hours a day, and the rest of the time could be used for rest - but it was obvious that the slaves of the new empire could not appreciate this kindness. They had a natural hatred for the new empire and thought that this practice was simply cruel and inhumane.

However, they regarded obedience as a virtue but did not choose to rebel. Even though the people of the new empire hardly disciplined them, they were discouraged and wanted only to leave, leave this sad land, and go to a place where they could feel at ease.

Go to a place where there is a divine blessing for them.

Of course, this may just be an unrealistic fantasy. After all, their sacred leader has long disappeared. Only the tyrant disguised as sacred and the brutal giant remain in this world. They have tried several times to explain to the people of the New Empire that the so-called kindness and kindness of the giant are all disguised, but no matter how they describe the number of deaths, no one believes them.

"Our kind king will even pity trees. When others hit him with stones, he will only smile... How could such a kind and generous giant kill people?"

The neighbors of the Yellow Sand City, or the people of the New Empire, refuted like this.

This also made these slaves more desperate.

Hypocritical lies have blinded this country, and this land is no longer suitable for good people like them to live.

But where is that sacred place?

Can they really go to that place?

"Yes."

At this time, someone stood up.

This man wore a hood over his head, just like the slaves used to dress up. His mysterious and majestic appearance captured the hearts of these slaves almost instantly.

More importantly, the slaves actually felt something sacred in this hooded man?

"Maybe he can really take us away!"

At this moment, many slaves have begun to believe.

But even if they want to leave, the new empire will not just watch them leave. Now the new empire is in ruins and needs labor everywhere. How can it watch these slaves escape? But facing the foremen who were chasing him, the hooded man showed incredible power. He just paused his cane and let the other party lie on the ground.

Such behavior is basically equivalent to rebellion, so after several tugs, the brutal giant king personally took action and intercepted the slaves who were about to escape on the eastern seashore.

The giant king wielding the fire blade was so terrifying, just like a demon descending from the sky, but the hooded man was not an ordinary player. The two sides fought back and forth, and for a while they were evenly matched.

However, although the giant king was stopped, the soldiers were not stopped. They rushed up and wanted to take the slaves back.

At this time, the hooded man waved his cane.

"Open!"

The sea parted in front of the slaves, revealing a road that could be walked on.

"You will get there! Go to the land flowing with milk and honey! You are the people chosen by God! Those are all given to you by God!"

The slaves didn't have time to hear too much, they just fled in a panic, escaping from the pursuit of the soldiers.

It was because of this that they didn't see what happened next.

"You are really..."

The giant king, or Du Chengfeng, had already put a knife back behind his back and even wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"If you can't open the sea, don't pretend to be so good. What kind of skill is it to let me open it for you?"

"This is a necessary process."

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

On this man's face, he looked exactly like Du Chengfeng.

But if you look closely, this face is actually a little different from Du Chengfeng. Rather than saying it is Du Chengfeng himself, it is better to say that it is a combination of Du Chengfeng and Wu Zhao. Every time Du Chengfeng sees this face, he gets angry, just because Wu Zhao finally achieved this abstract goal in some extremely unconventional way.

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

It is the Wu Zhao in the imagination of these slaves.

Due to the identity of the previous battle, the legend of Wu Zhao was eventually distorted in the slaves' word of mouth, and when the power of this imagination was reflected in reality, this thing appeared in front of Du Chengfeng.

With a body as strong as his, and even a face very similar to his, this is what Wu Zhao looks like now.

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

Rather, it is the real Wu Zhao himself.

"So you have already thought of everything when you rushed up to deliver it, right?"

Du Chengfeng looked at the figure in front of him, especially at the fine steel hairpin on his head.

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

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

The new Wu Zhao smiled and shook his head.

"But I still want to thank you for your help. If you hadn't inserted the hairpin, this body might really be just an empty shell with some of my experiences... Of course, in return, I will show you the way back."

"Show me?"

Du Chengfeng frowned.

"You're not going back?"

"To be honest, I haven't thought about going back."

Wu Zhao smiled.

"When you mentioned the concept of 'world' to me, I never thought about going back... More worlds, more environments, more opponents, greater challenges, these are the things a warrior dreams of, why do you think I want to go back?"

At this point, Wu Zhao's voice paused.

"Why are you so persistent about going back? There is obviously nothing over there that can be called a battle, and there is no one who can be called an opponent."

"I am a day person, unlike you."

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

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

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

He has tasted the feeling of traveling through the world, and now he just wants to go back and have a good meal.

"You... it's okay, it's also a way of living."

Wu Zhao was stunned, and finally did not continue to persuade.

"Since you said so, all I can leave is my blessing."

"I hope you will never be found by dangerous enemies."

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

The second update is here, I'll have a meal to make up for the previous update.

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I'm going to cook, good night everyone.