Chapter 374: This is hell!

"Sister..."

Marigold was trembling, huddled in the corner of the cell, her eyes full of fear and her voice trembling.

She looked at her older sister, Hancock, hoping for words of comfort.

They had recently been captured by slavers and resold several times until a couple of days ago, when they arrived in the Holy Land of Marijoa.

Initially, they thought that getting to Marijoa was much better than being in the hands of slave traders, but they didn't expect that a real hell would await them in the Holy Land!

Although it was dark, I could still see dried blood everywhere, and the smell of blood that permeated the place was disgusting.

From some nearby cell, lifeless screams could be heard constantly.

In the cage opposite, a man lay with amputated limbs, his arms crudely replaced with metal spikes and a collar around his neck.

He looked more like some kind of animal than a man.

In other cages, there were even more horrible scenes.

This is not a Holy Land, but the Infernal Land of Marijoa!

At that moment, the eyes of Hancock, now only twelve years old, became more and more filled with fear, with each scream coming from far away, but hearing her sister's trembling voice, she took a deep breath and struggled to calm himself.

"Don't... Don't be afraid."

"We must wait for the right opportunity and escape."

Hancock's words made Marigold and Sandersonia see a faint ray of light in the total darkness.

They clung to Hancock, steeled themselves and nodded decisively.

Right at this moment.

Tap, tap, tap...

The sound of footsteps echoed down the corridor.

It sounded like someone approaching their cage.

The eyes of the three sisters were filled with fear again.

At first, the dark corridor gradually filled with light, and then they saw a Sky Dragon with a bubble on its head, sitting on the back of a crawling slave.

He was followed by a large number of guards and servants.

Rosvard came to a cage, pushed a group of figures into the cage with crutch in hand, then frowned and said, "Dead?"

The guard carefully examined the cage, then said in a frightened voice, "Yes... he's dead..."

"Rubbish!"

Rosvard exclaimed in exasperation, cursing the servants for not caring for their slave properly, or the slave for being too weak and dying before he had had enough fun.

He put away his staff and growled, "Get rid of the corpse! Quick!!!"

"Understood! Holy Rosvard!!!"

The guards and servants breathed a sigh of relief that Rosvard did not blame them for the slave's death, and quickly opened the cage, beginning to meticulously clean the corpse.

Rosvard sat on his slave in obvious disgust and continued to move down the corridor, glancing briefly at the neighboring cages.

Soon his eyes landed on the cage of Hancock and her sisters.

"Huh?"

"Are these new slaves? why are they so small?"

The servant immediately approached him and said respectfully, "The slavers claimed the goods came from the legendary Amazon Lily, we thought you might be interested, so we bought them."

At the same time, one of the guards looked at the sisters, who were cowering in a corner in fear, and exclaimed in exasperation, "Why are you crumbling? immediately kneel before Holy Rosvard!"

The sisters looked at Rosvard and shuddered even more.

At that moment, the sisters had already realized the full horror of the Dragons of Heaven.

They treat people like mere cattle!

No one dares to object to the Sky Dragons, because they have absolute power.

If anyone dared to provoke them, not only would he himself be brutally killed, but even a person's hometown could be wiped off the face of the earth!

These are the nobles of the world!

"Amazon Lily?! Is this the island where only women live according to legends? You managed to get a rare item this time! Good job!"

Rosvard looked at the three sisters.

He had long since grown bored of playing with common slaves, and lately he could only be a little interested in famous pirates.

The rarity of Amazon Lily slaves is comparable to the mermaids of Fishman Island.

Amazon Lily is located in the Kalm Belt, teeming with huge sea kings, and Fishman Island is hidden deep in the seabed.

Rosvard smiled, looking at the three sisters.

A shiver ran down the backs of the three sisters, and their eyes filled with fear, as if they were already seeing images of their sad future.

But.

Rosvard nodded with satisfaction and turned to the servants: "Take care of these slaves, don't let them starve and lose weight, but don't fatten them to obesity. Amazon Lily's slaves are very rare, next time I can show give them to others, hahahaha!"

"Got it, Holy Rosvard!"

The surrounding servants immediately accepted the order.

The sisters breathed a sigh of relief at Rosvard's words.

But just when they thought they had escaped a terrible fate, one of the servants suddenly said, "By the way...they are not yet marked, are they?"

The other nodded, "Yes, they arrived the other day and have not yet been evaluated by Santo Rosvard, so they have not been marked..."

The servants looked at Rosvard.

Rosvard turned and waved his hand, "Then do it!"

The so-called mark, also known as the Claw of the Celestial Dragon, is a special mark placed on the slaves of the Celestial Dragons.

A special metal seal is heated and treated with a special preparation, and then applied to the slave's body.

This mark cannot be removed, even if that part of the skin is cut off, the regenerated skin will still have the same mark.

"I understand!"

The servants immediately accepted the order.

Rosvard looked at the sisters once more and struck his slave with his staff.

The slave immediately crawled forward and soon Rosvard disappeared down the corridor.

The sisters, once again in the darkness, felt a very bad premonition, and their minds gradually began to panic.

In about half an hour.

The corridor was illuminated again.

This time the servants appeared without Rosvard, but with a cast iron bucket full of embers.

The servants went to the cage and left the bucket on the floor.

After that, one of them opened the cage, and the other took a hot metal brand out of the bucket and sprinkled something on it with a hiss.

When several people entered the cage, the sisters felt a strong fear and began to scream, but the servants paid no attention.

They opened the sisters' shackles and forced them out of the cage.

"Stop screaming!"

"Don't be afraid! It won't hurt, heh-heh-heh!"

One of the servants grabbed Hancock, pinned her to the floor and tore at her clothes, exposing her back.

Hancock panicked as she saw another servant approach her with a red-hot brand on his hand, "Don't..."

"I don't want to..."

She struggled with all her might, but it was all in vain.

Hancock could only watch helplessly as a man slowly approached her with a red-hot brand on his hand.

When her fear and panic reached their limit, and the brand was already a few inches from her back.

Buzz!!!

A strange force swept the air.

The surrounding air shuddered and the charcoal at the bottom of the bucket broke into small pieces, emitting crackling sounds.

The two men holding Hancock suddenly stiffened.

The servant, who was about to apply the brand to Hancock's back, also froze abruptly.

Klang!

The metal mark fell to the ground.

Strike! Strike! Strike! Strike!

One by one, the servants fell to the ground unconscious, as if they had fallen asleep instantly.

"... Huh?!"

Hancock was shocked as she watched what had just happened.

Marigold and Sandersonia opened their mouths in surprise.

Each of the Amazon Lily women is a brave warrior and since childhood has been undergoing hard training, including strong physical training and will training.

Although the sisters are now only twelve years old and very weak, as residents of Amazon Lily, they still have excellent knowledge of all kinds of will.

So they immediately realized exactly what had just happened.

"It was... Haoshoku no Haki!"

Even among a million people, you will rarely meet someone who has the qualifications of a king, Haoshoku no Haki!

No, this was not Hancock's Haoshoku no Haki awakening, this impulse came from someone else.

Tap.

Tap.

Tap.

Slow footsteps could be heard in the distance.

Hancock turned her head sharply.

At the end of the hallway, she saw a silver-white-haired man wearing a white raincoat.

His eyes were completely unlike any other Hancock had ever seen before, they were like gemstones emitting an intoxicating glow.

"You...you're..."

She started to back away as the man approached and asked nervously.

Yeruashi stopped and looked at the future Pirate Empress, who was eyeing him warily at the moment, then smiled, "I am... a simple traveler."

"A traveler who wants to see a different future."