Zhao Chu's pupils were scarlet, and his heart was in unprecedented pain.

He had never experienced this feeling before, it was shocking, there was a pain that was breathtaking, and every inch of his skin was on fire.

That is the pain of the soul.

Every pore is angry.

It was only three meters away from him, which was terrifyingly close.

An old man whose scalp was cracked and his skull was exposed used his last strength to raise his head.

His cloudy and dim pupils were as lifeless as those of a zombie.

He saw a piece of blood, and in the blood, he seemed to see a piece of cyan.

That is the eternal color that belongs to the human race.

After he was captured by the demon clan, he had dreamed about it countless times.

Come back and shine again!

Then, his head drooped again, as if it was normal after enduring tens of thousands of tortures. It was numb from pain, and his soul was already dead.

"No...it's not an illusion!"

Suddenly, his dead heart skipped a beat.

It's the human race!

Looking up suddenly, the slave seemed to have seen the most incredible scene in his life.

Black robe!

Human face!

Soaring green energy!

The young man in front of him is a genuine human being. He is stained with monster blood, which is the special murderous aura after killing endless vicious monsters.

It's a nightmare for evil spirits.

To the human military, it is meritorious service, fighting spirit, and pride.

"Go...go..."

The next breath was caught off guard.

A shrill roar resounded throughout the earth. The broken throat had long lost the ability to make a sound, but at this moment, it roared out a syllable for the first time.

Humans must not come to Human Slave City. This is hell, a hell for living in this world.

"Walk!"

"Go...go..."

"Go!" "Go!"

"Walk!"

Immediately afterwards, a series of shrill roars resounded crazily.

The miserable and dry sound waves stirred up boundless air waves, which seemed to converge into a huge cruel hand in the air, trying to violently push Zhao Chu out of the human slave city.

They had no strength at all, and this roar was almost burning the last fire of life.

Many slaves already knew about Zhao Chu's deeds in the chats among the jailers. Although they admired this destructive human race, they felt that they were far away from them.

Who knows, that hero has not returned to the human world, but instead came to this hell.

"Walk!"

"Walk!"

The roar continued, and the 30,000 pupils that were already dry and dead suddenly bloomed with a fierce light, and the scarlet pupils were like bloody stars. They wished that Zhao Chu would leave the Human Slave City and the Demon Realm immediately.

The strong wind stirred up the dust.

In the storm, Zhao Chu's hair was flying wildly, but his body remained motionless, but a clear tear could not help but flow from the corner of his eyes.

The old man three meters away still had a few strands of rags on his body, and two vague words were vaguely embroidered on the rags on his shoulders.

Qing Gu!

This is a frontier warrior from the Qinggu Kingdom. He did not die on a glorious battlefield, but was captured alive by a vicious monster.

Zhao Chu originally thought that the veterans of the Qinggu Kingdom were the most pitiable people in the world.

Who knows, in the distant demon realm, there is an even more pitiful group of people who are worse off than dead!

Begging for food!

poverty!

Hurt!

hunger!

Don't be afraid, at least I still have the right to live, at least I still have the last dignity of the human race, even the most worthless freedom and survival.

The worst thing is, there is also a glorious badge that can be used to remember the past.

But for these people, even death is a luxury.

Sinking into eternal torture, their knees were shattered, their bones were broken, their bodies were covered with burnt skin, and they were uglier than evil monsters.

They took risks on their shoulders for the sake of their homeland.

But this is the outcome.

Unknowingly, Zhao Chu's eyes felt sore.

His heart had never been so painful.

"Walk!"

"Walk!"

"Walk!"

A scream that was as breathless as a gossamer was still shouting.

This is the last time they speak out in this life, but it finally lights up the vitality that a living person should have.

…

Through Zhao Chu's camera bug, the entire northern realm was silent.

Whether it is the Yutang Imperial Court or the Jinji Imperial Court.

No matter it is the mighty and scornful Imperial Court.

Or the ancient Qing Imperial Court that was mired in war.

Everyone was silent, and many people had burst into tears.

There is an invisible barrier between the human race and the demon realm. No one knows everything about the demon realm, and it is impossible to convey these pictures intuitively.

A total of 20,000 people.

It's so densely packed that it can't be seen to the end.

There is no one with intact limbs, no one who is not skin and bones, no one who is not covered with sores and scars.

shocking!

Shocking!

All human beings were trembling, with anger burning in their hearts.

These slaves include soldiers from Qinggu Kingdom, soldiers from Shenwei Imperial Court, Jinji Imperial Court, Yu Tang Imperial Court, and Yanmo Imperial Court!

Everyone can find some symbols of their country in the mottled and tattered cloth.

There was not a single sound in the whole world, and the entire northern realm was eerily silent.

…

"Kill me, please... kill me... I don't want to continue to be tortured, kill me, please..."

Zhao Chu was immersed in sadness and couldn't extricate himself, and the muscles all over his body could not help but tremble.

At this time, a young man in the row behind slowly raised his head.

When he was about 18 years old, his two eyeballs had already been hollowed out, leaving only two cruel black holes.

He didn't know what happened, but he knew that there were people coming from outside.

He can die!

It's finally time to die!

No more need to endure the endless torture, no more hope for death.

Seeing this person, Zhao Chu's heart felt even more uncomfortable and he almost suffocated.

"Zhu Hanming, do you still remember me? I am Zhao Chu!"

After saying this, the tears in Zhao Chu's eyes finally completely collapsed.

The three humiliations of Xiangfeng in the past.

This man had betrayed himself and Ji Dongyuan.

This person is despicable, shameless, bullying the weak and afraid of the strong.
To be continued...