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Chapter 652

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In the quiet woods, a few slim and light-green silhouettes had been running quickly.

Gusts of wind lingered under their feet, making them especially agile. Surrounding plants and vines automatically moved away from their bodies, without stopping them at all. Although they were running in the woods, they were even more agile than ordinary people running on flat land.

These were a few green-kind young men and women. Their faces were all twisted, filled with fear. They bit the wooden sticks in their mouths, daring not to make even the slightest sound. They were only casting their magics to run as fast as they could.

Behind them, over ten faintly visible silhouettes had been unhurriedly chasing after them.

Across the distance of a mountain, a faint howl of a wolf could be heard. A figure who was chasing after them suddenly sneered and said, "You little bastard who doesn't know the difference between life and death. Quickly kneel down and follow us back obediently, and you'll still have a chance to live. This yellow grass wolf of mine is useless, but I can't lose the scent of you from hundreds of miles away. Do you think you can run? "

The few green-kind young men dared not to say a word, only running as fast as they could.

The pursuers abruptly stopped and raised their longbows. "Since you want to leave, then leave your lives behind," said the silhouette blandly.

Without making any sound, only a few silhouettes of arrows flashed across the woods. The bodies of the few green-kind young men paused simultaneously, then a series of puffing noise that sounded like a heavy rain hitting on banana leaves in an autumn night was heard. Thin and fast arrows penetrated their bodies one after another, bringing out streams of warm blood from their bodies.

Within a blink of an eye, the few green-kind young men who had been running for their lives were turned into sieves. Sharp arrows ceaselessly flew over, and the strong force carried their bodies up. Their lifeless bodies trembled, but they couldn't fall to the ground.

Merciless arrows swished over in a row, blowing up the bodies of the few green-kind young men into clouds of blood mist. Then, the arrows stopped.

"Return!"

The tens of silhouettes who had been chasing after those green-kind young men gave a deep growl simultaneously, then slapped heavily on the quivers tied around their waists. A bright light spurted out from the leather quivers, then a series of rustling noise could be heard without an end. Thousands of arrows released by those green-kind young men rose into the sky like a swarm of locusts, then flew back into the quivers tied around their waists.

"A bunch of bastards who don't know the difference between life and death. It's their honor to serve Crown Prince Tianming. Run, run, run, they only think about running all day long … Tsk, those few Taoists are useless. Even now, there are still people thinking about running away. What use is the propaganda? "

A figure complained in a low voice, and the group of people immediately started discussing.

Not long after, a low horn sound came from afar. More than a dozen people hurriedly whistled in the direction of the horn sound. Behind them, there was a faint breeze, and in the storm, there were all kinds of fierce birds flapping their wings, making them look as if they were flying.

Dozens of grayish-yellow wolves panted silently, following the group of people and running forward.

Not long after, tens of green-kind and earth-kind people were seen fleeing desperately in the woods ahead of them. Behind them, over a hundred people with all kinds of battle beasts had been chasing closely.

A silvery metal-clanging noise could be heard. The group of people who had been chasing after those people pulled open their longbows together and released a heavy rain of arrows. The barbarians who were trapped in a grassland in the woods were hit by the rain of arrows, then turned into puddles of blood.

Crossing this area of woods and moving forward for a hundred thousand miles, a large number of mountains were flattened and moved away, exposing a hundreds of thousands of miles wide plain area. Countless local people had been working hard on this plain area, building cities, digging ditches, and building magic formation bases. They were all soaked in sweat, with a crazed look on their faces.

Countless strong local warriors had been standing in orderly lines, puffing out their chests and holding their heads high, walking towards a magnificent city in the middle of the plain area through a metal road. Apparently, this city wasn't finished yet. Whether it was the city wall or the buildings in the city, countless local people had been working hard on it.

Orderly lines of local warriors had been marching forward from the four city gates. They slowly walked into the city and entered military camps one after another.

Enormous smelting furnaces had been built in the surrounding mountains. All kinds of metal ores had been thrown into these smelting furnaces, turning into mountain-high piles of materials. Countless local people had been working crazily on the forging tables between the smelting furnaces, making all kinds of armors, weapons, and large-scale armaments according to the blueprints floating in front of them.

Beside those warriors, among those local people who had been working crazily on the plain area, even beside those local people who had been working by the smelting furnaces, there were ascetic priests wearing coarse clothes, holding scriptures in their hands with a bland and calm look. They had been flipping the scriptures over and over again.

"All living beings are bitter, you are truly bitter … Only by suffering can you not suffer in your next life."

"You have sinned in your previous life, so you will suffer in this life … Work hard to pay off your past sins, and you will enjoy a happy life in your next life."

There were also some supervisors selected from among the local people, holding steel whips covered with sharp teeth, walking among their own people. If they saw anyone who was a little slow, they would immediately and viciously whip them down.

Those who were whipped would usually howl miserably as their bones and tendons were broken, lying on the ground for a long time without being able to stand up.

At this moment, the chanting of those ascetic priests would become more and more cheerful.

"Look, those supervisors are the ones who had accumulated virtue and good fortune in their previous lives. That's why they are superior to you in this life."

"You didn't accumulate virtue in your previous lives, so you have to work hard and suffer here … If you want to accumulate virtue, work hard."

"If you want to wash off your sins as soon as possible, recite the name of Prince Tianming ten thousand times a day. After a selection, you will join the army and fight for Prince Tianming. As long as you can kill ten enemies, you will become Prince Tianming's personal guards. Even your immediate family members will enjoy a happy life!"

From all directions, countless ascetic priests with coarse clothes had been mixed in the crowd, telling the theory that 'all living beings are bitter' over and over again. Countless local people had been crazily working hard under their persuasion, or risking everything to join the army.

In the magnificent city, inside a divine palace, which was wrapped in a fiery light, Zhu Rong Tianming leaned against a magnificent armchair, smilingly looking at countless local girls who had been singing and dancing in the palace.

"Although they are barbarians, these girls are quite interesting. Hehe, this Pan Xi world is indeed a nice place. "

Taking a bite of a Pan Xi world fruit, Zhu Rong Tianming gently rubbed a nimble little beast held in his arms and said, "Send more people to go around and capture more people. I want more slaves, more armies. I will give you three months. Capture a hundred times more slaves."

"Masters, please work harder. These slaves who have been suffering for real … are so useful!"

Zhu Rong Tianming was like an evil dragon coiling in the woods. Countless cavalries had been rushing out from all directions, capturing more local people for him.

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