The Great Array of Heaven and Earth was launched violently, the light of the stars fell from the sky like a waterfall, the phantoms of countless divine beasts on the city wall of Yaoshan Mountain flickered rapidly, and countless golden and silver magnificent runes appeared on the ground outside the city.
The power of the earth was mobilized by the great array of heaven and earth, and the earth and stones wriggled like flowing water.
In just a quarter of an hour, a walled city with a scale sufficient to accommodate tens of millions of people appeared three hundred miles south of Yaoshan City.
The furnaces burned red, and countless soldering irons emitted a strong glow in the fire.
Countless servants of Yaoshan City shouted loudly, forcibly dragging the warriors of the slave hunter army to the furnace.
With a terrible howl, a trace of runes flickered on the red-hot iron, and it was fiercely imprinted on the faces of the captured slave hunters.
The blood-colored slave words emitted a blinding light, not only on the skin of the slave hunters, but also on their flesh and bones.
Fierce and domineering magical power emanated from the brand, like countless drills rushing through the bodies of these captives, piercing into their marrow, into their internal organs, and even into their souls.
Beside each furnace are a few witch priests from the Yaoshan Realm, who chant incantations with their wands and constantly replenish the soldering iron in the furnace.
The slave brand in the soldering iron is like a myriad of chains, locking the flesh and soul of these captives, and planting the witch brand of eternal loyalty in the depths of their souls.
If they have any thoughts of betrayal, or if the witch sacrifice of Yaoshan Ling instigates the brand, these captives will immediately scatter, and their bodies will be transformed into powerful flesh bombs, destroying all living beings around them.
Ordinary captives have these witchcraft irons enough to imprison them for a lifetime, and for those powerful warriors among the captives, as well as those Yu nobles, naturally they can't use such a rough and simple method.
The mighty warriors of the Jia tribe hissed and roared, and were forcibly pushed to the ground by the more powerful Yaoshan Leader warriors, their armor forcibly removed, and their clothes stripped clean.
The powerful old witch priests held long needles made of alien beast spirit bones or poisonous fangs, stained with witchcraft blood ink blended by secret methods, and tattooed complex and strange tattoos on the bodies of these Jia warriors.
Strange tattoos wriggled on the bodies of the warriors, and gradually these tattoos turned into colorful smoke and poured into the bodies of the warriors, quickly merging with their spirits and souls.
With the sound of muttered incantations, the tattooed warriors stood up like walking corpses, and involuntarily walked in a neat line towards the camp on the side.
These warriors roared in anger and despair, and even wept bitterly from warriors with strong enough self-esteem They knew that they had been tattooed like this, and Yaoshan City would definitely not release them.
They will work hard for Yaoshan City for the rest of their lives, and even their children and grandchildren will become slaves of Yaoshan City They themselves are members of the slave hunting team, and they know how miserable the fate of slaves is, and the methods of the human race to treat slaves will definitely not be lighter than the methods of these aliens to treat human slaves, only more cruel, and there will be no warmth.
Nearly 10,000 Yu nobles stood aside with a relaxed and determined expression, quietly watching their subordinates being converted into slaves by Yaoshan City.
They also knew that the owner of Yaoshan City would use them as bargaining chips to extort a ransom from their family.
The value of the Yu nobles lies in this, they are very valuable, so unless they die on the battlefield, generally speaking, after the Terrans capture the Yu nobles, they will treat them politely.
Life is worry-free, just to lose a lot of money.
Some heartless Yu youths were discussing Yaoshan City's means of controlling slaves, and they were quietly arguing that the shape of the witchcraft soldering iron used in Yaoshan City seemed to be too crude and lacked some artistic beauty.
They felt that if they were to design these irons, the slave characters imprinted on the slaves' faces would be even more exquisite.
The leaders of the slave hunting teams had gloomy faces, and their hearts were twisted as pain, pinching their fingers to calculate the loss this time.
Even if their own ransom was counted, there were so many Jia warriors, Xuan craftsmen, Yan servants, and spirit slaves captured, and they all became slaves of Yaoshan Ling.
The losses of the servants and spirit slaves of the Yan tribe are negligible, but the battle damage pension of these Jia and Xuan tribes will be a large expense "Of course, if we give the families of these guys to Yaoshan City, this pension can be saved.
Moreover, their families can also be converted into ransom" After a long time, the leader of one of the largest slave hunting teams bit his lip and whispered his advice.
The eyes of the leaders of the slave hunting team suddenly lit up, and they applauded happily.
This idea is so perfect, these Jia warriors and craftsmen have lost Yaoshan City, and they will have to pay a large pension to appease their families when they return.
But if their families were to be sent to Yaoshan City as slaves, the pension would be saved And these guys of the Jia tribe and the Xuan tribe, each of their heads can be converted into a sum of money "But be careful when you do it."
A relatively stable nobleman of the Xuan tribe said in a low voice: "After all, the Jia and the Xuan people are our compatriots, well, everyone understands, they can't be treated like those slaves." ” A group of nobles of the Quan clan grimaced one after another, giggling and snickering. can be reduced to the point of participating in the slave hunting team and eating this bowl of flesh and blood, the Jia warriors and the craftsmen of the Xuan tribe in the slave hunting team are all from some small family backgrounds, and they have no backing.
As long as they are careful, sending all their families to Yaoshan City will not cause too much trouble.
"A bunch of greedy, stupid slave traders," Emperor Shaktu stood far away, looking at the leaders of the slave hunting team with disgust.
He looked thoughtfully at the witch sacrifices and warriors of Yaoshan City, among the warriors of Yaoshan City, there were a large number of Jia tribes, Yan tribes and spirit slaves, and they were extremely well-equipped.
"It will be a difficult opponent No, in fact, he has become the most difficult general among all the natives Yao Hou Ji Hao, it is really shameless, he actually captured us all with plague" Emperor Shaktu muttered to himself in a low voice, and then he saw that the Terran guides of the slave hunting army were stripped of their clothes and pushed in front of everyone in great embarrassment.
With a terrible howl, a Terran guide was torn off his skin by witchcraft, and his body was soaked in a vat of fire oil.
"Tell me who you are, who instructed you to attack Yaoshan City" A tall Yaoshan City general scolded from the side.
The guide soaked in fire oil let out a hysterical laugh despite the severe pain all over his body: "Burn me, I'm just an ordinary guide, hahaha, burn me, it won't be long before you will die too" The Terran general nodded, and threw a torch on the guide's body without mercy.
"The Supreme Blood Moon is above, it's too cruel," Emperor Shaktu was frightened and took several steps back, hissing in exclamation.
To be continued
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