Strange Voyage: Summoning the Fourth Disaster.

Chapter 622 Slave
After arriving at Sink's home.

Jebian began a large-scale massacre, quickly seizing control of Sinker's homeland through bloody means, and beginning a brutal and debauched reign.

Sink's mother was also defiled as a result.

His two younger sisters were also about to suffer the same fate.

But after Sinker arrived at the Twilight Ark and was able to earn Flame Flame from it, Jebian used this to blackmail him into providing more Flame Flame.

This is why Sink appears so greedy.

As long as there is enough fuel, his two younger sisters can still retain a shred of dignity, and his mother can survive for the time being.

“In my hometown, there are many young people like me who have been cursed or coerced into struggling in danger for the sake of fuel…”

Sink smiled wryly.

He didn't say anything more.

He knew very well that most of the strong who survived in the darkness were extremely cold-blooded and would not have any sympathy for his plight.

He has already encountered many powerful individuals.

As for Wang Dao in front of him, he had even less hope; he just wanted the other party to continue being generous.

"You've already offered up the fire, and you still can't resist? Is that guy very strong?"

Wang Dao was somewhat surprised.

He had initially thought that Sink had some other reason for his hunchback, but he never expected that he had been blackmailed.

"His own strength isn't particularly high, but... the power bestowed upon him by the evil god is extremely strange; it can easily control people's minds, and we are completely unable to resist..."

Sink shook his head, then gave a wry smile.

"It's only on the Twilight Ark that I can say these things to you, otherwise..."

But Wang Dao didn't listen to what he said next; instead, he started thinking about other things.

"Evil god... um..."

"interesting……"

Wang Dao decided to go back and tell the storyteller what had happened.

"By the way, how did you get to the Twilight Ark?" Wang Dao suddenly remembered this.

Upon hearing this, Sink paused for a moment: "...The Fireflies made me fight my friends, and I...only after killing my own friends did I gain the right to enter this place..."

Sink did not defend himself or evade the issue; his expression simply showed a hint of pain and sadness.

The weak who struggle to survive in the darkness often have no choice in the matter.

You could say you'd regret whichever you chose, and... you didn't even have a choice.

Upon hearing this, Wang Dao did not ask any further questions.

"Let's go, let's go check out the place where slaves are traded at the assembly hall first."

Wang Dao said to him.

Upon hearing this, Sink nodded without showing any disappointment, as he had never held any hope for Wangdao from the beginning.

……

Soon, the two arrived at the meeting place.

Although it was a gathering place, it consisted mostly of local stalls, and even the number of makeshift shacks was very small.

On the ground, traces of dried and congealed blood, as well as some fleshy remnants, were everywhere, emitting a faint fishy stench.

Upon Wang Dao's arrival, the scene fell silent. Many eyes were filled with apprehension and fear, and some even dared not meet Wang Dao's gaze.

Seeing this, Sink seemed to feel proud and unconsciously straightened his back.

After bringing Wangdao to the slave stall, the stall owner quickly came to greet him.

The stall owner's appearance was also quite strange, with an unusually large upper body, many hard lumps resembling cartilage and keratin on his skin, and an unusually long three-fingered claw extending from his chest.

"Greetings, esteemed sir. Are you here to buy slaves?"

"The slaves here are all incredibly lively, of all shapes and sizes, and of all races. They are excellent for both eating and satisfying desires..."

The slave trader looked at Wang Dao with a fawning smile, his attitude humble.

He had a few guards with him, but they were now far away.

"That guy's name was..." Wang Dao suddenly forgot the guy's name halfway through his sentence.

"Meatball." Fortunately, Sink quickly reminded him.

"Yes, did that guy named Rouba buy a female slave from you?" Wang Dao asked. As he spoke, he also glanced at the slave behind the other man.

These slaves were indeed, as he said, of various races, with humans making up only a slightly larger portion.

"Rouba? Yes, yes, he's a regular here. He buys a slave every now and then, which speaks volumes about the quality of our slaves..."

The slave trader was very dedicated. Even though the aura of the demon was terrifying, he was not too afraid. On the contrary, he became more and more excited as he talked.

"Stop, listen to me." Wang Dao raised his hand to interrupt him: "Do you know anyone here who bought the slaves?"

The interrupted slave trader dared not get angry.

Instead, he quickly began to think, and then walked towards his slaves.

Some time later, the slave trader arrived with a terrified human boy.

"Do you recognize this necklace?" Wang Dao asked, taking out the necklace he had just taken from the woman's corpse.

Upon hearing this, the boy's pupils contracted, and he was about to speak.

But a slave trader standing nearby instinctively stepped forward to stop him: "Sir, if you want to ask him questions, you must first buy him..."

Bang!
Before he could finish speaking, he felt a gust of wind sweep past, and after the world spun around him, his face made intimate contact with the ground.

A foot burning with crimson flames pressed firmly against his head, rendering him unable to move.

See this situation.

Sink, standing beside him, secretly shook his head.

This guy is really obsessed with business.

If such a powerful figure needs to question your slaves, just let him ask. Why do you dare to use the usual methods...?

The guards behind him narrowed their eyes and quickly looked away, some even turning their backs.

I didn't see it, it's none of my business.

"go on."

Wang Dao raised his head towards him.

"I know it..." the boy stammered, "It belongs to Sister Mau..."

"Mau...did she tell you anything about this necklace?" Wang Dao continued to ask.

Hum hum hum!

Before the boy could speak, a commotion came from beneath Wangdao's feet.

"Let...let me go! I'm on good terms with Mad Axe. If he finds out, he won't let you off the hook..."

The slave trader struggled and thrashed about.

Seeing this, Sink broke out in a cold sweat.

Can't you just lie there quietly? This guy wasn't even planning to kill you in the first place...

How dare you threaten him?
Although they had only known each other for a short time, Sink, who was very good at reading people, almost immediately sentenced the guy to death in his mind.

as predicted.

Hearing the slave trader interrupt the boy again, a hint of impatience flashed across Wang Dao's face.

The next moment, the battle on his legs intensified.

With a bang, the red and white objects exploded, and the slave trader's hand thrashed about unconsciously for a few moments before finally stopping.

"come over."

After beckoning to the boy, Wang Dao decided to find a quiet place to ask again.

After they leave.

Several guards quickly stepped forward and ran to the body of the slave trader.

However, instead of collecting the body, they quickly looted the place and ran away.

Nonsense, their employer is dead and their guards are still alive. If Mad Axe finds out, will he still treat them to some good juice?

Seeing that their employers were all dead, the slaves stirred for a moment and then ran away one after another.

Some slaves would stomp on the corpses of slave traders before leaving, and naturally, they wouldn't collect the bodies.

Thus, this slave trader, who had once been the most powerful figure at the assembly, now lay on the ground like a skinned dead dog, without even a decent coffin...

(End of this chapter)