Chapter 1062 Slave War

The streets were crowded with people and noisy.

Slaves were seen wearing heavy shackles one after another, taking difficult steps and moving slowly towards the forest behind Mary Joa.

These slaves had haggard faces and dull expressions, and had obviously suffered long-term torture and enslavement.

"Hurry up and move quickly! Don't keep the Five Elders waiting for too long!"

I saw a fat, fleshy-faced celestial dragon with two conspicuous rabbit teeth, waving a bloodstained whip in anger, mercilessly beating the group of trembling slaves in front of him.

This fellow had just woken up from the soft bed of his newly married 48th wife, and while he was still sleepy, he received an urgent order from the Five Elders demanding a hundred slaves.

But when he thought that those slaves were rare goods that he had collected after going through untold hardships and traveling across the four oceans, he loved each one of them like a rare treasure and couldn't let go.

To give them away now was even more painful than cutting off his own flesh and blood.

But if you don't do as you are told and accidentally anger the Five Elders who are high above you, the consequences will be disastrous.

So, at this critical moment, this guy suddenly had an idea and came up with a jaw-dropping plan - he ordered without hesitation that all the 47 wives he had married before be put in heavy shackles and sent away as slaves.

Not only that, even those poor slaves who were beaten and tortured to disability by him on a daily basis were counted and stuffed into the escort team, so that the 100 places were filled.

Just as this celestial dragon stood with his hands on his hips arrogantly, raging at the slaves in front of him, suddenly, a dull and deafening sound came from behind him without warning.

"Den!"

"Den!"

The sound was like a heavy object hitting the ground, one after another, as if the whole earth was shaking.

"Huh? What's going on?" Hearing the sudden noise, the Tianlong people, who were originally immersed in anger, couldn't help but feel confused and subconsciously turned their heads to look back.

However, the moment he turned his head, a huge shadow that covered the sky and the sun suddenly enveloped his body.

He was startled and mustered up the courage to look up slowly, but he was shocked to the point of almost losing his soul - he saw a huge, hideous and terrifying monster wolf staring at him, with a pair of cold blood-red eyes that were like burning flames, which made people shudder.

"Ah!" As a scream cut through the sky, his eyes just fell on the monster wolf, and his whole body trembled as if struck by lightning, and his face turned extremely pale in an instant.

Fear surged into his heart like a tide. His legs seemed to have lost their support and bent down limply. He fell uncontrollably onto the cold, hard ground.

His eyes widened, his pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip due to extreme fear, and he stared at the monster wolf in front of him with a hideous face and sharp fangs.

At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten how to breathe, and only dry whimpers could come out of his throat.

At this moment, a shrill laugh suddenly came from above the monster wolf's head.

"Bogut, what are you doing with a bunch of women and trash?"

The voice was full of mockery and sarcasm, which made people feel disgusted after hearing it.

Hearing this familiar voice, Bogut, who was originally frightened out of his wits, was stunned. He slowly raised his head and saw the hateful face of Charles Saint sticking out from the top of the monster wolf's head, with a pair of dull and lifeless eyes staring at him.

"Charlos?"

Bogut muttered to himself in disbelief, as if he couldn't believe that he would meet this annoying guy here.

After confirming that the other party was indeed Saint Charlos, he first breathed a sigh of relief, but then an uncontrollable rage surged in his heart.

"It turns out it's you!"

Bogut roared and struggled to get up from the ground, brushing off the dust on his body while glaring at Charles Saint fiercely.

At this moment, he no longer cared about his noble manners, pointed his finger directly at the other party, and cursed: "Why are you scaring me for no reason, you bastard!"

Facing Bogut's accusations, Charles Rose Saint seemed unconcerned.

He glanced at the monster wolf beside him speechlessly, then turned his gaze back to Bogut, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a disdainful smile: "Who can you blame for your own cowardice, you idiot?"

After saying that, he deliberately raised the gem-inlaid scepter in his hand and gently tapped the monster wolf's head, as if demonstrating to Bogut.

At this moment, the monster wolf, which had been silent and waiting for instructions, suddenly received a mysterious signal from its master.

It narrowed its eyes slightly, revealing a frightening fierce light, then opened its bloody mouth and let out a low and shocking roar at the Bogut Saint in front of it: "Roar!"

This roar seemed to contain endless power and majesty, shaking the surrounding air.

Bogut's already tense nerves collapsed instantly after hearing the roar.

"Ahhhh!" Accompanied by a terrified scream, Bogut's legs went limp and he collapsed again on the cold, hard ground like a puddle of mud.

His eyes widened, his face filled with unconcealable fear, and his body trembled continuously due to excessive shock.

Saint Charlos, who was standing nearby and witnessing all this, immediately burst into laughter without mercy.

He laughed so hard that he fell backwards and clapped his hands on his thighs, as if what was happening before his eyes was the funniest farce in the world.

"Hahahaha, you coward! This is so funny!"

Saint Charlos said this in a mocking tone while laughing wantonly.

At this time, Bogut's face, who was lying on the ground, became extremely ugly, sometimes blue and sometimes white, just like a chameleon quickly changing colors.

He clenched his teeth and puffed up his cheeks, obviously extremely angry.

"Asshole!"

Finally, Bogut could no longer endure the humiliation and ridicule, and he roared hysterically.

However, despite the rage burning in his heart, he could do nothing in the face of the now triumphant and powerful Saint Charlos.

You know, ever since Saint Charlos successfully returned alive from that hunting island full of dangers and unknowns, he has been favored and generously rewarded by the Five Elder Stars.

From then on, not only did his status in the entire organization soar, but with the support and assistance of the big man Saint Bollis, he successfully took over his family and transformed himself into the new patriarch.