Pirate: I am the Holy Lord

“Sister, are you sure that golden divine chicken will really come to save us?”

When the moon was shining, the holy land of Mary Joa at this time had fallen into a brilliantly lit darkness.

The lights describe the mansions of the world’s nobles in the Holy Land of Mary Joa, who are singing and dancing and full of joy.

The darkness is in the cages beneath the holy site of Mary Joa, where countless slaves have been imprisoned and tortured.

This is a place of pleasure for the Draco and these nobles, but for the slaves, it is hell on earth.

A hell on earth that they even dread to death.

“I’m sure he will get us out,” said a beautiful-looking little girl in the underground cage of Mary Joa, a bloody and murderous holy place, who was looking at the bright moon outside through the narrow bars of the cage.

At this time, her heart can be said to be full of expectation, hoping that someone can take them away and escape from here.

“Tick,” just when countless Draco and the nobles of the world fell into the joy of singing and dancing.

On the edge of this Red Earth Continent, a figure quietly appeared here.

“In the name of my Holy Lord’s twelve charm warriors, chicken charm warriors, I will definitely rescue you all,”

His eyes were full of seriousness and determination, looking at the magnificent and singing holy place Mary Joa not far away, Tiger could imagine what kind of scene would be below this prosperous holy place Mary Joa.

The wails and pains of countless people, countless people here are mercilessly tortured by them.

This is just the hell on earth for those slaves, a hell on earth that belongs to them?

All that is there here is the endless torment and pain.

“Tread, tread, tread,” Tiger’s eyes were full of determination, thinking about how to blend into the holy land of Mary Joa to free all the slaves.

A crisp sound of footsteps sounded from a distance, which was the sound of these Saint Ya guard soldiers patrolling over.

“Tread,” the patrol soldier patrolled past the tree at Tiger’s feet as he hurriedly hid above a tree.

“Five men,” were five guards in covered armor and armed with spears, and they walked through the place in a neat line.

Just as the five-man patrol soldier walked past Tiger one by one, just as the last soldier walked past Tiger, Tiger suddenly raised his right hand and aimed at the patrol soldier.

“Weng Buzz,” an invisible force burst out instantly, and the power enveloped the patrol soldier’s whole body.

“What’s going on, why can’t I control my body.”

“Why,”

“Why can my body soar into the air, why can’t I move and make any sound.”

The patrol soldier’s heart can be said to be full of horror, what the hell is going on and why is this happening.

“Poof,” just as the patrol soldier’s heart was filled with horror, a popping sound sounded above the quiet tree, and Tiger’s wide fishman palm directly crushed the patrol soldier’s neck.

“Click,” when the patrolman’s neck was pinched off by Tiger, Tiger quickly took off the patrolman’s armor and put it on himself.

It turned out that when these patrol soldiers appeared in front of Tiger, he saw at a glance the figure behind these patrol soldiers, the patrol soldier who was not much the same size as himself.

Seeing this, Tiger’s heart immediately thought of a brilliant plan, that is, to attack the last patrol soldier put on his armor and blend into the patrol soldiers of this guard, to see if there was a way to enter the Holy Land of Mary Joa.

“Tread, tread,” unbeknownst to all the patrolling soldiers, an incomparably powerful and ferocious dragon blended into their midst.

Using the power of the chicken spell power, Tiger covered his voice and quietly came (Qian Hao) behind the patrol soldier’s team before, and the unconscious Li Ditao stiffly joined the patrol soldier’s team.

All he had to do now was to blend in with the Holy Land of Mary Joa and rescue the slaves enslaved by the Draco.

“Tread,” the sound of footsteps sounded continuously, on the streets of this quiet and peaceful holy place Mary Joa, countless guards were constantly patrolling here, they could be said to be the first line of defense of this holy land Mary Joa.

Although their strength was the weakest among the garrison of the entire Holy Land of Mary Joa, their number was the largest, numbering tens of thousands. _

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