Carrying a bamboo basket with some food and wine in it, Ji Hao walked in a dark path.
The path carved out by the chopping of axes was rough and crude, but it was extremely sturdy. From time to time, black and dark-yellow spell symbols sparkled on the thick rock wall. Senior Magi of the Magi Palace had cast 'bronze wall talismans' and 'iron wall talismans' on the rock wall. An inch thick rock wall was even stronger than a mile thick iron board.
In the path, seven to eight heavily armored human warriors were standing at every three-hundred zhang distance. These warriors standing under the rock wall didn't move at all. Ji Hao couldn't even hear their breathing. They were cold and emotionless, as lifeless as battle puppets.
After walking for around a quarter of an hour, iron fences appeared on both sides of the path. Behind those fences were spacious cells, filled with captives who were captured by the human army during these days.
When Ji Hao walked over, a non-humankind slave with dark-yellow skin, which was thickly covered in dark-green, suddenly rushed over from one of the cells. His entire body was hanging on the fence, while his long arms reached towards Ji Hao through the fence.
"Bloody barbarians! Release me, Master Zalu! Do you know who is the master of Master Zalu? How dare you imprison Master Zalu? The master of Master Zalu will definitely cut you into pieces! "
Ji Hao threw a slap towards Master Zalu's face. Master Zalu, who had just reached the level of Junior Magus, let out a howl in pain. A half of his arm was smashed, and blood splashed all over the ground.
Zalu held his broken arm and shrunk back into the cell while crying. The other captives, who wanted to rush over and threaten Ji Hao, stepped back one after another, looking at Ji Hao timidly.
Once Ji Hao looked at them, these non-humankind slave warriors would lower their heads. None of them dared to look straight at Ji Hao. Ji Hao said coldly, "A bunch of begging dogs. How dare you still be so arrogant in here?"
A few slave warriors raised their heads and wanted to argue with Ji Hao. However, seeing the blood spurting out from Zalu's mouth, these slave warriors twitched their bodies, lowered their heads in fear, and dared not to make even the slightest sound.
Ji Hao walked to a cell, took out a jade talisman, and pressed it on the fence. The fence rumbled as it rose, and Ji Hao walked in.
The dark wall was covered in blood. Along with a deep buzzing noise, spell symbols lit up one after another from time to time. There was no light in the cell, but the light emitted by these spell symbols was enough for Ji Hao to see everything clearly.
Tens of thumb-thick chains reached out from the rock wall and penetrated Ji Mo's shoulder blades and kneecaps, making him weakly curl up under the rock wall. Ji Mo took a closer look and found that a chain, which was much thinner than ordinary ones, but had a dark golden luster. Nine dragon-claw-shaped to be stuck in Ji Ji Mo's body was pierced.
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. Ji Hao took out the food and wine from the bamboo basket and put them neatly in front of Ji Mo. He then took out a large bowl, poured a bowl of wine for Ji Mo, and carried it to his face.
"Is this the soul-breaking wine? If I drink it, I'll be executed? " Ji Mo struggled for a short while with difficulty, then crossed his body and sat straight under the rock wall, looking at Ji Hao with a pair of complicated eyes.
"You're from the Gold Crow Clan, so I came to see you." Ji Hao put the bowl near Ji Mo's mouth and said in a cold voice, "It's rare for me to meet a clansman who shares the same origin in the Midland."
Ji Mo paused for a second, then bit the edge of the bowl, raised his head and swallowed the whole bowl of wine. Ji Mo slightly twisted his neck and the bowl flew back into Ji Hao's hand. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Ji Hao from head to toe.
"What's there to see?" Ji Hao sat in front of Ji Mo with his legs crossed, took another bowl and poured himself a bowl of wine.
"I still don't understand, why... did you find out that my brothers and I were coming for you?" Ji Zhuo looked at Ji Hao confusedly and said, "But, I've used the same trick before."
Ji Mo narrowed his eyes and said, "I've used this trick before. First, I started a conflict with their people, then we all drank together. When they heard that we were all from the Southern Wasteland, everyone would relax their vigilance. Then, I took my brothers and seized the opportunity to launch a surprise attack on them. They didn't even have time to defend themselves, and were killed by me. Why didn't I manage to kill you this time? "
Looking at Ji Mo's confused face, Ji Hao sighed slightly and said, "When you attacked Yu Mu, I had already seen you as my enemies. Although I knew that you were from the Gold Crow Clan... I never relaxed my vigilance, I still see you as my enemies! "
Ji Mo showed his teeth, looked at Ji Hao and growled in a low voice in confusion, "But you shouldn't have done that! You're just a kid who hasn't even grown his hair yet. You came from the Southern Wasteland, that bloody place, how could you be so cunning? How many people who are older than you and more experienced than you have been fooled by you? "
Ji Hao shrugged and didn't say anything.
Cunning? Hehe, those Southern Wasteland warriors, who would shed tears and relax their vigilance the moment they saw their fellows, how could they be compared with him? Ninety-nine percent of Southern Wasteland warriors were simple-minded. Occasionally, they would play some tricks, but none of those tricks could be shown in public.
As for Ji Hao himself...
"You didn't lose unjustly!" Ji Hao looked at Ji Mo and said in a cold voice, "I never really saw you as my trustworthy clansmen, so you didn't lose unjustly. I came to see you only to ask, why? "
"You're a Gold Crow Clan's clansman, your ancestors were captured by the non-humankind and turned into slaves. You should have a deep hatred against them, why did you become their dog?" Ji Hao looked at Ji Mo and asked confusedly, "Because your Abba and Amma are in their hands?"
Ji Mo remained silent for a while, glanced at the bowl of wine.
Ji Hao poured another bowl of wine for him, brought it to his mouth and let him drink.
Ji Mo let out a long sigh of relief, narrowed his eyes and said, "For them? What do you think? My Abba and Amma are now the supervisors of our master's mine. They are in charge of two-hundred thousand slaves, working for our master. They are willing to work for us, no one forced them. "
"Me too, when I was five years old, I volunteered to join the training camp set up by our master. I learned how to disguise myself, how to sneak into the humankind, how to pretend to be a 'pure human being', and how to hide among the humankind."
"I learned many things, including assassination, destroying corpses, spying, all kinds of clever communication methods." Ji Mo looked at Ji Hao and said honestly, "The things I learned, are things that you can never imagine."
'Things that you can never imagine'? Ji Hao looked at Ji Mo with a weird smile on his face. The things that Ji Hao had learned in his previous life were probably the things that they could never imagine. At least, if Ji Hao had been the one who attacked Ji Mo this time, he wouldn't have been so careless and made so many mistakes.
"Why?" Ji Hao continued asking, "Why did you become their dog?"
Ji Zhuo looked at Ji Hao seriously and said in a low voice, "Glory, splendor, wealth and rank!"
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