A low alarm sounded from the mine caves in the Black Mountain Mine, and even more dazzling red light flashed. Countless human slaves who were waving tools to dig ore straightened up, threw down their weapons, and looked at the place where the alarm came in subtle expressions.

A large group of monster slaves pushed a bunker and rushed through the mine cave. The bunker was loaded with a set of exquisite armor, sharp weapons, and a large number of strong bows, hard crossbows and arrows.

Even on these baggage trucks, there were a large number of human witch wands, most of which were made of various beast bones, which emitted powerful witch power fluctuations. Many witch wands seemed to have a premonition of the bloody smell and were beating uneasy.

In the human slave labor, those witch sacrifices that have been passed down by human witchcraft, or the tribes that have been captured by slave hunting teams and become slaves, these powerful wizards who are proficient in witchcraft have walked out of the crowd. They recite spells, and their bodies are entangled with ghost fires, or the wind is rolling, or all kinds of strange sounds are coming from their bodies.

The witch wands suddenly jumped, and they corresponding to the witch power that best suits their own attributes, flew towards these witch sacrifices one after another.

The witch priests held the witch stick tightly, and powerful witch power poured into the witch stick. Their witch power gushed out of their bodies and turned into electric light, lightning, thunder and fire, and the poisonous fog and wind circled around them frantically.

There were also a large number of witchcraft robes, witchcraft helmets made of beasts, raptors, and skeletons, and all kinds of strange witch talismans flying towards these witchcraft. They soon put on a full set of witchcraft equipment, which could be said to be armed to the teeth.

A set of heavy armor was distributed. The mine slaves put on armor, helmets, battle boots, grabbed spears and swords, and wore strong bows and crossbows. The mine slaves, who were originally unarmed and ragged, immediately became fully armed elite warriors.

A large group of pharmacists of the Pak tribe were running nervously among the crowd. They handed the potions to some burly men among the mine slaves who were obviously much stronger than the tribe. These big men drank the potions, and the toxins used by the aliens to seal their power were quickly transformed away, and powerful auras burst out, and the sound of blood boiling like a rushing river suddenly sounded in the mine cave.

The Witch King, and even a Witch Emperor-level mine slave, raised his weapons and made a joyful whistling sound towards the sky.

In the mine caves that are as dense as spider webs, thousands of times more complex than mazes, there are many hidden places. Some human strongmen who have been hiding for many years have quietly walked out of their hiding place. These human strongmen were born in mines, and their elders have never given up their efforts to escape from the mines. They have received the most cruel training of warriors since they were young and received the most sufficient food supply. There are many strongmen among them.

These human powerhouses who were born in mines and lived in mines all their lives. Their only ideal was to lead their tribesmen out of this dark hell gathered together tacitly. They put on armor, picked up weapons, and quickly gathered with their tribesmen.

"Blessed by the ancestor, this time we must leave this damn place... This time, we must let those evil ghosts of alien race pay their blood debts!" ​​An old witch, who was so old that he might break into a bone slag at any time, held a witch stick tightly, and his whole body exuded a chilling terrifying pressure.

"The ancestor blesses us old people to return to our ancestral land, so that our souls can enjoy the sacrifices of future generations in the ancestral temple. Even if we die, I will die in the place where our ancestors lived." Another old witch priest said, "Grandpa's grandpa told me that we are the noble Youxiong clan members, we are descendants of the Shenghuang Emperor Xuanyuan... We will eventually return to that hot land."

"Blessed by the ancestors, our ancestors are from the Taotie tribe in the Western Wilderness. We have been here for generations, and we want to return to the Western Wilderness. Even if we die, we want to see our ancestral land before we die." Another old witch swears in a low voice: "Blessed by the two ancestors, let our wishes come true, so that our descendants can live freely in our ancestral land."

There were prayers of "blessing the ancestors" everywhere, and there were many weird slaves in the crowd piously holding portraits of Flower Taoist and Wood Taoist. From time to time, human slaves knelt down to worship their portraits. Distorted lights gushed out from the heads of countless human slaves who were extremely pious, quickly gathered into a frenzy of confidence and sank into the void.

The mines were filled with human slaves who prayed devoutly and worshipped devoutly. Hundreds of Taoist priests in long robes and long hair mixed in crowds. Their bodies were trembling slightly and their excited faces turned red.

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They suddenly found that their souls became more solidified, their hearts of Tao became more stable, and their thinking became more agile. For a long time, the confusion of the great way that troubled them was suddenly solved, and their understanding of the wonderful principles of heaven and earth suddenly reached a higher level.

Their bodies were trembling slightly, and powerful magic power surged in their bodies. Suddenly, a Taoist laughed: "Bless by the ancestor!"

A golden air flow rushed out from the man's head and turned into a golden cloud of several acres above his head. A golden lotus bloomed slowly on the clouds. The powerful magic fluctuations blew the bodies of the human mining slaves around him.

An elderly Taoist yelled quickly: "Restraint, restrain, you cannot show any strangeness at this moment, please restrain yourself quickly!"

The Taoists endured the ecstasy in their hearts. They suppressed the breath in their bodies and the urge to break through the realm. They also selected some armor from the baggage truck and sat on them, mixed in the team of mine slaves, and ran forward along the spacious mine cave.

Below the City of Lords, Yemotian and other leaders of the Glory Lords looked at the warriors pouring in from all directions.

The elite Ga tribes in the brigade, large groups of Jade warriors, and countless armed human warriors. They lined up in neatly, lined up by Yemotian and others.

"Boss, we have spent countless money here over the years." A young man from Yu came to Yemotian and muttered: "The mine slaves in the Heishan Mine eat and drink better than the daily life of ordinary people in Liangzhu City. We spent a lot of money on good wine and meat, and good potions to help them improve their strength."

"We promise that as long as they obey our orders, they will all become free people in the future!" The young man of the Yu clan murmured: "These guys are our most loyal thugs now!"

Yemotian looked at the human warriors around him with satisfaction, and waved his arm hard and shouted loudly: "You lowly natives, I allow you to follow my glory... From today on, you will be me, the direct relatives of the great Lord Yemotian."
Chapter completed!