20demayo Chapter 3399 How dare they!
Chapter 3399 How dare they!
Their eyes burned with rage, their fists clenched so tightly that their nails dug deep into their palms, and blood dripped from between their fingers.
However, when the overseer ghost generals coldly revealed the instruments of torture in their hands and activated the slave marks on their foreheads, the anger that had just been ignited was instantly overwhelmed by immense pain.
"what--"
Thousands upon thousands of Zhulongs clutched their heads, collapsing to the ground in agony, rolling and howling in pain.
The scene was like a living hell.
The young Zhulong was also tormented by the slave seal until his whole body convulsed. He could only watch helplessly as his father was dragged into the darkness by the ghost soldiers, leaving a shocking bloodstain on the ground.
Yang Rui gritted his teeth, an unnatural flush appearing on his pale face, his chest heaving violently, clearly indicating that he was overwhelmed with anger.
"Yang Rui, concentrate."
Xiao Huang immediately jumped onto Yang Rui's shoulder, and a cool, healing power flowed into his body, helping him suppress his surging blood and qi.
"I'm fine..."
Yang Rui closed his eyes, his voice hoarse: "That's outrageous!"
Little Huang wiped away her tears and sobbed, "That stupid dragon that the young master contracted, although it usually has a sharp tongue and always says that it has a noble bloodline and looks down on me as a blade of grass."
"But he once got drunk and cried to me about it..."
Little Huang sniffed and, mimicking the tone of the Candle Dragon, said with a hint of a sob, "He said his family disappeared overnight."
"That night, dark clouds loomed overhead, and the air was thick with ghostly energy. Countless members of our tribe were captured."
"When he woke up, he was already in a place in the Ghost Realm."
"They say that so many dragons have died, and so many dragons have been controlled!"
"But he just wouldn't tell me how he escaped."
Yang Rui sighed: "Back then, he must have suffered so much to escape from here."
The chill in Yang Susu's eyes grew stronger.
The candle dragon that Xiaoman made a contract with was arrogant and proud.
In several battles, the dragon was seriously injured while protecting Xiaoman.
Yet, he himself carried such a heavy burden of blood feud.
“Since it is Xiaoman’s dragon,” Yang Susu looked at the countless desperate faces below, her voice as soft as the wind yet as heavy as a mountain, “then saving these people is our responsibility.”
"We're going to smash this Ghost Domain Mine today."
Yang Rui was shocked and looked at Yang Susu in disbelief.
Little Yellow blinked its red eyes incredulously and said, "Master, sister, ah, you, you're not joking, are you?"
"There are so many ghosts here!"
Xiao Huang pointed to Yang Susu, Yang Rui, and himself: "There are only three of us!"
Xiao Lan circled around Yang Susu excitedly, saying, "Me too, me too!"
Xiao Huang rolled his eyes: "You're not human!"
Xiao Lan paused, then shouted, "You're not human either, why are you including yourself?"
Little Yellow rubbed the tender green leaves on its head: "This is your master!"
Following the direction in which the old candle dragon was dragged away, Yang Susu led the group to move quietly.
The deeper you go, the stronger the nauseating smell of blood becomes, almost solidifying and sticking stickily to everyone's skin.
After turning a huge rocky bend, the sight before her made even the well-traveled Yang Susu's pupils shrink slightly, and her stomach churn.
It was a huge workshop.
Or rather, it was a slaughterhouse.
A dozen enormous black iron cauldrons sat atop a blazing fire, their contents bubbling and steaming with crimson blood. This blood was no ordinary beast blood, but the true blood of the Candle Dragon, imbued with powerful spiritual energy.
Beside the pot, dozens of short, wretched-looking ghosts were busy at work.
Their movements were so skillful it was outrageous.
A ghostly figure tossed the old Zhulong, still clinging to life, which it had just dragged over, onto a blood-stained chopping board. The old Zhulong's cloudy eyes were filled with terror, and its lips moved as if to beg for mercy, but no sound came out.
"Hehe, this old thing may be a bit skinny, but its dragon scales are still pretty good."
The ghostly creature grinned maliciously, holding a sharp boning knife in its hand. Without hesitation, it plunged the knife into the back of the old Zhulong's neck and slashed down his spine.
"Thorn-"
That was the sound of flesh and skin separating.
Old Candle Dragon's body convulsed violently for a moment, then remained completely still.
Then, the ghostly creature cruelly peeled off the hard, crimson dragon scales one by one and threw them into a basket next to it.
The basket was already piled high with dragon scales, shimmering with a poignant red light in the firelight.
"These dragon scales are a treasure; they can be forged into excellent Ghost General Armor, impervious to swords and spears, and unaffected by water and fire."
As the other ghost spoke, it pulled a long, translucent tendon from another corpse.
Those are dragon tendons.
The source of Zhulong's power.
At this moment, it was like an ordinary rope, casually thrown on the ground, and then woven into bone whips used to lash the Zhulong brethren.
How ironic, how cruel.
In a more secluded corner, several ghostly figures were using polishing tools to grind the thick dragon bones into sharp bone blades.
The bones were piled up like mountains.
What made them feel most suffocated was the scene next to those large pots.
Several enormous ghost generals were sitting there, each holding a scarlet dumpling and devouring it.
Those meatballs were made by the ghosts chopping up the dragon meat they had cut off and mixing it with dragon blood.
"Snap! Snap!"
The harsh sounds of chewing echoed through the empty workshop, accompanied by the satisfied laughter of the demon generals.
"That's great! That's really great! Although this candle dragon meat isn't as delicious as phoenix meat, it's chewy and very nutritious!"
A ghost general, his mouth full of blood, picked at the bits of meat stuck between his teeth and mumbled, "After eating this, I feel like my cultivation is about to improve again."
"That's right, this is the meat of a divine beast."
Another ghost general grabbed a dragon claw still attached to its skin and flesh, and took a vicious bite.
"I heard that the person upstairs is in a hurry for the 'Heart of the Styx'."
We need to eat more so we have the energy to motivate those good-for-nothings to work.
Little Yellow was so angry that it trembled all over, and its originally yellow body was now covered with a layer of angry red.
"vomit……"
It couldn't help but gag.
That's absolutely disgusting.
Yang Susu quickly covered Xiao Huang's mouth, her eyes as cold and sharp as knives.
This reminded her of the time back in Blue Ocean Sky, when Lingque did the same thing – slaying dragons!
A massive dragon-slaying arena!
The scene here is completely different from what we saw in Blue Ocean World. It is even more devastating than what we saw in Blue Ocean World!
"These bastards..." Yang Rui gritted his teeth, his cough growing louder.
"How dare they!"