in the edge

Chapter 319 The way back
The emerging empire was full of waste, so it naturally needed many slaves to work. No matter where people were needed to work, slaves naturally worked day and night.

Of course, this day and night refers to the work progress. As for the actual situation, the benevolent giant king uses a very reasonable three shifts. Each person only needs to move bricks for eight hours a day, and the remaining time can be used to rest - - But it is obvious that the slaves of the new empire cannot appreciate this kindness. They have a natural hatred for the new empire and only think that this approach is simply cruel and inhumane.

However, they regarded obedience as a virtue, but they did not choose to rebel. Even though the people in the new empire barely controlled them, all they wanted to do was to leave, leaving this sad land and going to a place where they could make people sad. A place where they feel safe.

Go to a place where God protects them.

Of course, this may be just an unrealistic fantasy. After all, their sacred leader has long since disappeared. The only thing left in this world is the tyrant disguised as a sacred tyrant, and only the cruel giant - they have tried several times to attack the new ones. The people of the empire explained that the so-called kindness and kindness of the giant were all disguised, but no matter how they described the number of deaths, no one believed them.

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

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

This also made these slaves increasingly desperate.

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

But where is that sacredly blessed place?
Can they really go to that place?

"can."

At this moment, someone stood up.

This man was wearing a hood, just like the way these slaves used to dress. 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 were beginning to be convinced.

But even if they want to leave, the new empire will not just watch them leave. At the moment, the new empire is in a state of exhaustion and is in need of labor everywhere. How can it be possible to watch these slaves escape - but in the face of this Facing the foremans who were pursuing him, the hooded man showed incredible power. He just waved his cane and let the other man lie down on the ground.

Such behavior was basically tantamount to rebellion, so after several pulls, 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 that he was like a demon god descending from the sky, but the hooded man was not mediocre either. The two sides went 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 capture the slaves.

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

"open!"

The sea parted before the slaves, revealing a walkable path.

"You will go there! Go to the land flowing with milk and honey! You are the people chosen by God! Those are the things God gave to you!"

The slaves didn't have time to hear much. They were just running away in a hurry, escaping from the capture of the pursuing soldiers.

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

"you 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 do it, don't pretend to do it. What's the point of asking me to do it for you?"

"It's a necessary process."

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

This man's face looked exactly like Du Chengfeng's.

But if you look carefully, this face is actually a little different from Du Chengfeng. It is not so much Du Chengfeng himself, but a combination of Du Chengfeng and Wu Zhao - every time I see this face, Du Chengfeng He was angry just because Wu Zhao finally achieved this abstract goal in some extremely unorthodox way.

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

But these slaves, Wu Zhao in their imagination. Due to the intertwined identities in the previous battle, the legend about Wu Zhao ended up being passed down by slaves orally. When the power of imagination was reflected in reality, this was what appeared in front of Du Chengfeng. Stuff.

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

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

But, the real Wu Zhao himself.

"You have thought about everything since you rushed up to deliver it, right?"

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

"But I'm more curious. Are the other two you really so willing to die for you?"

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

The newly born Wu Zhao smiled and shook his head.

"But I still want to thank you for your help. If you hadn't put the hairpin in, 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. .”

"Point it out to me?"

Du Chengfeng frowned.

"Aren't you going back?"

"To be honest, I never 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, and greater challenges are all for a warrior. , but it’s something I dream of, why do you think I want to go back?”

At this point, Wu Zhao's voice paused.

"It's you, why are you so insistent on going back? There is obviously nothing that can be called a battle there, and there is not even anyone who can be called an opponent."

"I'm from Japan, not like 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 very attractive.

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

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

"This...is okay for you, it's also a way of living."

Wu Zhao was stunned for a moment, but in the end he did not continue to persuade him.

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

"May you always be approached by dangerous enemies."

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

　The second update arrived, and I made up for the previous update with a meal.

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　　I'm going to cook. Good night everyone.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)