The griffon's body was too big and too conspicuous, and Todd told it to return to the land of shadows first. Putting the surviving boy in place, he and Rachel began to walk to the largest slave house in the Ulster Kingdom-Gupu City.

The two were walking on the forest avenue, and the ruts of the heavy prisoner were still faintly discernible on the road.

After crossing several mountains, Todd hurried to the plain outside the ancient city before the sun went down.

On the vast plains, the horses neighed and the voices were full of voices.

Ulster soldiers in battle armor shackled groups of captives together on their horses, and drove them in like cattle, and made temporary fences made of wooden piles.

The barbarian tribes from the southern forest have dozens of smaller people and hundreds of larger ones. Among them, the men, women, the elderly, and children were taken into custody according to gender, age, and physique under the distinction of a group of medical examiners.

Suddenly, a young barbarian teenager, taking advantage of the soldier's inattention, turned over the wooden spiked fence, and fleeed in the direction of the forest.

Lying in the bushes at the edge of the forest, Todd watched nervously at the young figure who was getting closer, grasping his fists, and his palms gradually oozing sweat.

A slave hunter from the Ulster Kingdom caught up with the fleeing teenager on horseback. The lasso in his hand was thrown out, and the rope loop was evenly wrapped around the latter's neck.

The cavalry turned the horse's head, urged the mount under him, and galloped in the opposite direction.

Todd instinctively wanted to stand up and walk forward, but Rachel was stubbornly pulling the corner of his clothes.

"With mutation and ability, you may be able to kill three hundred soldiers here, but in the barracks on the hills over there, there are thousands of soldiers from Ulster. And how long can your body last? Twenty minutes? half an hour?"

Todd was unable to refute Rachel's warning.

The teenager was dragged on the ground, screaming sternly; the soldiers blew their whistles and yelled out loudly; the tribesmen hid their faces and sobbed, sorrowful.

Todd closed his eyes and slammed his head against the grass. His hands slowly evolved into the appearance of monster claws. The "Splitting" ability was activated at full capacity, the plants turned into dregs, and the stones turned into powder.

The boy's voice became smaller and smaller, and gradually disappeared.

Rachel looked at the sun gradually slanting west, and said to Todd: "After the sun goes down, we may be able to sneak into the slave house."

Todd lay on the grass and said softly: "I thought I was used to seeing death, but the facts proved me wrong."

Rachel was silent.

"Watching the warriors on the battlefield, walking towards death for faith and hope; watching the innocent young, dying of the butcher's guillotine, but he is indifferent." Todd's mutated hands gradually returned to their original state, and said feebly: "These two It’s totally two different things."

Rachel lowered his eyelids, and whispered comfortingly: "It's not your fault."

Todd shook his head vigorously, took a deep breath, and said, "Stop talking about this! Let's think about it, how to get in."

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The sun sets, night falls, and the plain is still brightly lit.

The slave hunters are "sorting" the spoils.

Individuals who are sick, disabled, and thin will be picked out first, kicked into the pile of defective products, and await "processing".

Next, strong men will be conscripted into the army and given the title of Ulster's servant army; healthy and handsome women will be incorporated into "trophies", offered to the upper class, or distributed to meritorious services. The minister.

The handsome boys and girls will be individually marked with high prices and sent to the slave exchange.

The remaining "goods" will be sold to some well-known slave traders on the spot. The latter are mostly aristocrats who refuse to declare their names, or mysterious consortia holding huge sums of money.

Todd and Rachel disguised as traders and approached the slave fence, looking for any familiar face in the crowd.

It is not easy to find a few people in dozens of fences surrounded by thousands of people.

After searching for a long time, the two still found nothing.

But soon things turned around.

The slave hunters set up a wooden stake at the gate of the city, and a man covered in blood was tied to it, dying.

"Come and see all, come and see! The scum of the kingdom, the shameful deserter, the despicable traitor!" The clerk in a linen shirt shouted loudly, standing on the stage.

Grabbing the man's hair, the clerk turned to the distorted face and sipped: "This man's name is Boyle. He was originally entrusted by the kingdom to lead the soldiers south. But he led the soldiers halfway. Absconding, releasing slaves privately, and forming an army to rebel against the kingdom!"

Angry screams and curses came from the audience.

"kill him!"

"Let him rot in the swamp!"

"May his soul be enslaved by the demon eye forever!"

The clerk nodded in satisfaction and winked at the executioner behind him.

Watching the latter pull out the sharp hook and scimitar from his arms, he once again said loudly: "According to the kingdom's torture, Boyle will be sentenced to the punishment of "striking the intestines"! His intestines and internal organs will be displayed in the scorching sun and Under You Yue, the pain is terrible!"

Turning and walking in front of Boyle, the clerk patted the other person on the cheek and said with a sneer: "The last person's record was three days and two nights. Don't let us down."

The executioner walked forward, picked up the knife, and began to gesture toward Boyle's lower abdomen, seeming to be looking for the best entry.

Todd, with his face hidden under the cloak, looked at the surrounding terrain, and said to Rachel: "Remember! As soon as you see my signal, use your mind to overturn these braziers at the gate of the city. I will take advantage of it. Go up in the dark to save people. No matter whether it is done or not, after you use your power, leave the scene immediately, absolutely not to stay!"

Seeing Rachel nodded, Todd lowered the cloak to cover most of his face, separated the flow of people in front of him, and slowly approached the city gate.

The executioner pinpointed the position, lifted the sharp knife, and stabled. Todd spotted the target, picked up a stone, and aimed at the executioner's head.

At this moment, a sharp voice sounded.

"The king ordered ~lightnovelpub.net~ to cancel the execution."

Hearing this, the crowd suddenly made voices of doubt and dissatisfaction.

The sharp voice sounded again.

"Traitor Boyle, will be sent to the "Red Circle" for the first performance the day after tomorrow."

The crowd onlookers was quiet for a moment, and then uttered sky-shaking praise and cheers.

Just when Todd was puzzled, Rachel walked to him, gently pulled him, walked to a corner of no one, and whispered to him: "The "Red Circle" was built in the city of Ulster. China is the most famous arena in the entire kingdom, and even on the northern continent. Rumor has it that the gladiators sent there will either fight each other or fight against powerful enemies. In a lifetime of nine deaths, few people can survive."

　　

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