Thick clouds swirled slowly in the sky, and tens of thousands of miles of clouds were spinning.
In the middle of the swirling clouds, a hole with a diameter of a few miles loomed, and countless blood-colored lightning bolts rushed and raged in the cloud cave, and a dull thunder was faintly heard.
A huge, evil, and negative wave spread out from the cloud cave, dyeing the surrounding clouds a faint color of blood.
The cloud cave is facing a blood-colored tower below, the towering tower is rippling with rich blood light, and a blood-colored vertical eye on the top of the tower is shining.
From time to time, blood-colored lightning spurted down from the cloud cave and smashed heavily on the blood-colored vertical eye, and the entire tower emitted dazzling blood light, and at the same time emitted a loud buzzing sound.
Hoo, ha, ha A large group of Terran slaves with their tops exposed, heavy iron bars on their shoulders, a team of 100 people carried a huge metal box, and spiraled up the stairs around the tower, climbing up from the ground step by step, and slowly walked to the top of the tower.
Along the way, there were countless warriors of the Ga tribe wearing heavy armor, they were holding heavy leather whips, and when they saw which Terran slave was moving a little slower, they immediately whipped it fiercely.
The barbed leather whip struck the body, and at every turn even the belt flesh tore off a large piece, often exposing the bones under the flesh.
These wounded Terran slaves took a deep breath, and the wounds on their bodies squirmed and healed rapidly, and the torn flesh quickly grew.
Those Jia warriors laughed, and threw the large pieces of skin and flesh rolled back by the leather whip to the fierce war beasts squatting beside them to devour, these war beasts ate too much fresh human flesh and blood, and their eyes turned red.
The Terran slaves shouted the trumpet and strode up the steps step by step, their bodies sweating like pulp, their vertebrae bent under the weight of the heavy box, their eyes blank and dazed, and they could not see any spirit.
Step by step, they climbed upward, the iron poles on their shoulders and the winding chains rubbing against each other, making a sharp grinding sound from time to time.
At the top of the tower, beneath the huge blood-colored vertical eye.
One after another, metal boxes with a length of 100 zhang and a height of 100 zhang were neatly stacked, piled up like a mountain.
When there were a thousand metal chests, the Terran slaves tightly connected the chains that bound the metal chests, strung them together as a whole.
An old man of the Yu tribe looked up.
Holding a staff, he let out a low spell.
The blood-colored thunder in the cloud cave became more and more dense, and with the deafening sound of gold and iron impacting, a giant chain with a thickness of 100 zhang slowly fell from the cloud cave.
The Terran slaves swarmed up, hooking the huge hooks in front of the giant chains to the chains of the metal chests, and jumping down.
Stay away.
With a buzz, the blood-colored thunder in the cloud cave exploded, dyeing half of the sky red.
The huge chains tightened, slowly shrinking upward, and a whole thousand huge metal boxes were pulled up and slowly rose towards the cloud cave.
With a loud bang, the mountain-like metal box slowly sank into the cloud cave, quickly engulfed by blood-colored thunder and lightning, and then disappeared without a trace.
Beneath the tower, a blood-colored palace suspended in midair.
Shakti Yama stood on the outermost verandah of the palace.
With his hands behind his back, he looked coldly at the metal box that had submerged into the cloud cave, and suddenly sneered: "O supreme blood moon of insatiable bastards, bless them all to die on the belly of women" Compared with ordinary Yu nobles, Emperor Shakti Yama was born taller and burlier, even comparable to those powerful warriors of the Jia tribe.
The aura on his body was extremely cold and fierce, and his long blood-colored hair was windless, constantly exuding a fierce chill that would freeze people's souls.
Nearly a hundred Yu nobles stood at the end of the verandah from afar, looking at their toes with low eyebrows one by one, and none of them dared to look up at Emperor Sha Yama.
In just the past two days, there have been seven or eight unlucky ghosts who have been torn to pieces by Emperor Shakti Yama with an excuse at will.
They don't want to touch this brow.
As for the curse of Emperor Shakti Yama, just listen to it And they, like the Emperor Shaktiyama, hated those insatiable fellows so much, and really wished they all died in the belly of the woman, and for those guys, they could only curse like this, because they wanted them to have another way to die.
It also seems unlikely.
Terran slaves struggled to climb to the top of the tower with huge metal boxes one by one, and in the square below the tower, countless such huge metal boxes were waiting for the transportation of Terran slaves.
A large group of people with ledgers in hand, stepped on flying discs, and counted the quantities of goods in metal boxes.
The lids of several metal crates were open, revealing mountains of witch crystals inside.
Large chunks of fine gold and jade, as well as a variety of refined and pure metal ingots.
In some metal boxes, there are also transparent cold jade coffins.
Countless Terran girls who were born as beautiful as flowers lay quietly in these cold jade coffins, falling into a deep sleep because of the cold.
At first glance, there are at least tens of thousands of metal boxes stacked with such coffins.
"Sooner or later, they will die on the belly of the woman," the emperor smirked, flicked his sleeves, turned and walked through the verandah, and entered the hall at the rear.
Nearly 100 Yu nobles hurriedly followed behind Emperor Sha Yama and walked into the hall without making a sound.
In the main hall with a length and width of dozens of miles, a large river as wide as a thousand zhang was dug under the roots of the four walls, and the blood-colored river water was full of lotus flowers.
Blood-colored lotus leaves, blood-colored flowers, and even the flower stems are blood-colored.
These bloody lotus flowers are windless, and the air is filled with the rich smell of blood that they emit.
Standing on the long bridge behind the main entrance of the main hall, the emperor looked coldly at the big chair placed in the middle of the main hall.
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This is the throne that a few days ago, he led people to fight with Emperor Shun in the void, and was suddenly cut off by an unknown person with a sword.
With the strength of his Emperor Sha Yama, he didn't see where the sword light came from, let alone who made it.
"A bunch of waste" Emperor Shakti Yama looked at the throne that had been split into two pieces, and suddenly roared hoarsely, he turned around and roared at the nobles of the Yu clan behind him: "A small Akasaka Mountain, you can't even attack it, do you want me to attack Akasaka Mountain personally?"
The nobles of the Yu clan drooped their heads, and no one dared to speak.
Someone slandered you in your heart, but in the end, you didn't flee back in fear of a sword Shaktiyama cursed and roared wildly at a group of subordinates, and suddenly he stopped growling.
In a blood lotus beside him, a line of white light rushed up, and a white lotus bloomed on the white light. sjgsf0916: