Deep alarms could be heard from all mines in the Dark Mountain Mine, along with dazzling red lights. Countless human slaves, who had been wielding tools and mining tools, straightened their bodies, dropped their weapons, and looked at where the alarms came from with complicated expressions.
Large groups of non-humankind slaves had been pushing supply wagons swiftly in the mines. On those supply wagons were sets of high-quality armors, sharp weapons, and large numbers of strong bows and arrows.
On these supply wagons were a large number of human magic staffs. Most of these staffs were made from beast bones, releasing strong power vibrations. Many of these staffs seemed to sense the scent of blood, as they had been shaking uneasily.
Among the human slave workers, Maguspreists who inherited human magic, or Maguspreists whose clans were destroyed by slave-hunting troops walked out of the crowd one after another. These powerful Maguspreists, who were good at magic, walked out and incanted a spell. Their bodies were wrapped in a ghostly fire, or a chilly wind, or all kinds of weird noises could be heard from their bodies.
All of a sudden, those magic staffs began shaking, releasing the powers that matched their own natures, flying to these Maguspreists.
Those Maguspriests gripped their wands tightly and injected their great powers into them. Their powers surged out of their bodies and transformed into lightning bolts, poisonous mist, and chilly gusts of wind, hovering around them.
More magic enchanted long robes, helmets made from beast skeletons, and all kinds of strange magic talismans flew to these Maguspreists. Soon, they put on full sets of magic equipment, and were armed to the teeth.
Heavy armors were distributed. These Maguspreists put on armors, helmets, boots, picked up long spears and swords, and put on strong bows and crossbows. These defenseless Maguspreists in ragged clothes immediately turned into heavily armed elite warriors.
Large groups of Xiu Clan pharmacists had been nervously rushing around in the crowd, handing bottles of medicine to some Maguspreists, who were obviously much stronger than their Maguspreists. These Maguspreists drank the medicine, and the toxins sealed by the non-humankind were quickly dissolved. Strong streams of power surged out of their bodies, and immediately, a blood-boiling noise could be heard from the mine, sounding like a surging river.
Magus Kings, and even some Divine-Magus-level slaves raised their weapons and roared happily towards the sky.
In the cobweb-like mine, which was thousands of times more complicated than a maze, some powerful human beings, who had been hiding for many years, quietly walked out of their hiding places. These human warriors were born in the mine, and their elders had never given up on escaping from the mine. They had received the cruelest warrior training since they were young, and had been provided with the most abundant food. There were many powerful warriors among them.
These powerful human beings, who were born in mines and had been living in mines all their lives, and their only dream was to lead their people out of this dark hell, gathered together. They put on armors, picked up weapons, and quickly gathered with their people.
"Ancestral Master, please bless us. This time, we must leave this damned place … This time, we must make those strange clan's evil spirits pay with their blood!" A white-haired old Maguspreist, who looked like he could break into pieces at any moment, gripped a magic staff tightly, releasing a terrifying pressure that could make people quiver in fear.
"Ancestral Master, please bless us, old bastards, so that we can return to our ancestral land, so that our souls can be worshiped by our descendants in the ancestral temple. Even if I have to die, I want to die in the place where our ancestors lived. " Another old Maguspreist murmured, "My grandpa's grandpa told me that we are noble You Xiong Family people, descendants of Emperor Xuanyuan … We will eventually go back to our ancestral land."
"Ancestral Master, please bless us. Our ancestors came from Taotie Clan in Western Wasteland. We have been living here for generations, and we all want to go back to Western Wasteland. Even if we die, we want to see our ancestral land again. " Another old Maguspreist murmured in a low voice, "Ancestral Master, please bless us, let our dreams come true, let our descendants live freely in our ancestral land."
Prayers of 'Ancestral Master, please bless us' could be heard everywhere. Among the crowd, many non-humankind slaves devoutly held portraits of Priest Hua and Priest Mu. From time to time, some human slaves kneeled and worshiped their portraits. Faintly, twisted streams of light rose from the heads of countless extremely devout human slaves, quickly merging into a surging tide of faith power, disappearing into the air.
Human slaves devoutly prayed and worshiped in every corner of the mine. Hundreds of priests with long robes and long hair hung loosely on their shoulders were mixed in the crowd. Their bodies were trembling slightly, and their excited faces had turned glowing-red.
The tremendous faith power penetrated the air and gathered on Priest Hua and Priest Mu's bodies. Only a tiny bit of the power of faith poured into the bodies of these Daoists, but even this tiny bit of power of faith gave these Daoists great benefits.
They suddenly found that their primordial spirits were more solid, their hearts of Dao were more stable, and their minds were more flexible. For a long, long time, the great Dao that had been bothering them was solved, and their understanding of the great Dao was raised to a new level.
They trembled slightly while strong powers surged inside their bodies. Abruptly, a priest laughed out loud and said, "Ancestral Master, please bless us!"
A golden airstream rose from this priest's head and transformed into a miles wide golden cloud above his head. A golden lotus slowly bloomed on the cloud, releasing a strong power vibration that shook the bodies of the surrounding human slaves.
An elderly priest hurriedly shouted, "Restrain, restrain! We can't show anything strange now! Restrain now!"
These priests forcibly restrained the wild joy in their hearts. They suppressed the power vibration inside their bodies, trying their best not to break through to the next level. They picked some armors from the wagon and put them on as well. Mingling with the other slaves, they rushed forward through the broad mine.
Down below the city of domination, Yemo Tian and a group of leaders of the Glorious Domination calmly looked at the warriors pouring in from all directions.
Large groups of Jia Clan elite warriors, large groups of dark-kind warriors, and countless armed human warriors were also there. They lined up neatly beside Yemo Tian and the others.
"Boss, we've spent a fortune on this place all these years." A Yu Clan young man put his mouth near Yemo Tian's ear and murmured, "Slaves in Black Mountain Mine, they eat and drink better than ordinary people in Liang Zhu City. Good wine, good meat, and high-quality medicines that can help them improve their powers. We've spent a fortune on them. "
"We promised them that as long as they follow our orders, they will all become free people!" The Yu Clan young man murmured, "These people are now our most loyal fighters!"
Yemo Tian satisfyingly looked at these extremely energetic human warriors, wielded his arm, and shouted, "You lowly barbarians, I allow you to follow my glory … From now on, you are my, the great Lord Yemo Tian's, under my direct command."
"I give you a name — Dominator Army!"
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