Chapter 1383: Men of Sacrifice (1/2)

Chapter 1383: Men of Sacrifice

Translator: LawEditor: Hitesh_

The heaven and earth great formation was activated, as starlight poured down from the heaven like waterfalls. On the city wall, hazy legendary creatures had been sparkling, while countless golden and silver, beautiful spell symbols emerged on the ground around the city.

The great formation triggered the earth power. Earth and rock moved like flowing water. Within a quarter of an hour, a city rose three hundred miles away from Yao Mountain City, large enough to accommodate ten million people.

Melting pots were heated until red. Countless searing irons glowed with a bright red light in the pots. Slave warriors from Yao Mountain City had been growling, dragging slave-hunting troop warriors to those melting pots. Following shrill howls, spell symbols sparkled dimly on those searing iron, while the irons were pressed heavily on the faces of those warriors.

'Slave', this blood-red character was burned on the faces of those slave-hunting troop warriors, looking extremely dazzling. Through their skins and muscles, the sears were also burned on their bones, releasing fierce power streams which flowed swiftly inside these warriors' bodies like drills. The power streams drilled into their marrow, their internal organs, and their souls.

Managing each melting pot were a few Yao Mountain Maguspriests. They were holding their wands, casting spells, and replenishing the searing irons in the pots with power. These sears were like countless chains, locking the bodies and souls of these warriors, burying the eternal loyalty deep in their souls. Once a thought of betrayal emerged in their heads, or a Yao Mountain Maguspreists triggered the sear, these captives would die immediately. Their bodies would become powerful bombs, destroying all living creatures around them.

Ordinary captives could be enslaved by these magic sears for all their lives, but surely, one couldn't treat those powerful warriors and Yu Clan nobles in such a simple and violent way.

Strong Jia Clan warriors had been raring in rage. They were pressed down on the ground by Yao Mountain warriors, who were even stronger. Their armors were ripped off, and so were their clothes. Powerful elderly Maguspreists picked up long needles made from the bones or teeth of spirit beasts, dipped into a magic blood ink concocted according to a special formula, and tattooed complicated, weird patterns on these Jia Clan warriors' bodies.

These scary tattoos squirmed on the skins of these Jia Clan warriors, gradually becoming strands of colorful mist that seeped into their bodies and merged with their spirits and souls.

Following a deep spell incanting voice, these Jia Clan warriors stood up like walking corpses and lined up orderly, walking to a campsite aside, uncontrollably. They roared in anger and despair. Some of them with high-self-esteem even started crying hoarsely and heartbreakingly.

With these tattoos, they clearly understood that Yao Mountain City people would never release them. They would serve Yao Mountain City all their lives. Their children, and the children of their children, would all become Yao Mountain City's slaves.

They were from slave-hunting troops. Therefore, they clearly knew how miserable could their lives be as slaves. Human beings would never treat slaves better than the non-humankind beings treated human slaves. They could only be crueler, without any warmth.

Nearly ten-thousand Yu Clan people stood aside with relaxed looks. Quietly, they watched their warriors being turned into slaves by Yao Mountain City people. They were also clearly aware of the fact that the owner of Yao Mountain City would use them to extort a great sum of money from their families. Yu Clan nobles were valuable. Each of them was worth a lot of money. Therefore, unless they fell in battles, they would normally always be treated kindly by human beings, when they were captured.

They didn't need to worry about their lives, but they would have to pay a big sum of money.

Some heartless Yu Clan young men were talking about the slave-control methods of Yao Mountain people. With low voices, they said that the searing irons used by Yao Mountain people seemed to be too simple and crude, and lacked an aesthetic feeling. They believed that if they could design those searing irons, the 'slave' sears on those warriors' faces would be prettier.