"Asshole! Come back here!"

However, his order failed, and Sparta had already used the key to unlock the man's shackles.

"Go to hell with you barbarians!" After breaking free from the chains, the Eastern monk's face changed instantly.

With a backhand, he spit out a flying sword from his mouth and pierced the organizer's throat.

Although the organizer has some divine power, not all bloodlines of gods are good at fighting, and they still cannot withstand this bright sword light.

After only half a move, he was killed from a distance.

"You, you..." The slave owner fell down, staring at the panicked wife beside him, refusing to close his eyes.

Zi Chen and Shen Leling watched the whole process and saw Sparta leading the slaves out of the arena.

"So that's it. They used the giant lion to delay the heroes, and they broke out from the opposite direction... Although they are weak, there are also some declining strong men among the slave group. This monk may also have participated in planning this riot."

Shen Leling was a little surprised: "You ran away so easily?"

Zichen shook his head and said: "You have to know that there are many noble citizens at the scene. The mission of the guards is to protect them first, not to prevent slaves from escaping."

"As for the slave uprising, regular troops will soon encircle and suppress it."

"Slave uprisings often occur in this empire. In all places, there are about a dozen times every year. They are almost commonplace, but none of them have been able to overthrow this empire."

"Because the regular army is stronger, and the slaves do not have the protection of gods, it is impossible to win the final victory."

Shen Leling was speechless. Is slave uprising a common occurrence? This is simply unimaginable in the Central Plains.

She followed the crowd out and saw the uprising team getting bigger and bigger on the street.

This city is full of slaves, every household has one, everyone has one, and there are many large slave markets.

The leader of the uprising roared loudly and contagiously. Instead of running around mindlessly, he led the people to rush to various slave gathering places to rescue more of the same kind.

This suddenly swept the riot. At the beginning, more than a thousand people had gathered, and it was still growing.

However, this is the city of Rome, and rioting here is many times more difficult than elsewhere.

There were many powerful people in the city, and soon many people who had awakened the divine veins rushed to the scene.

The Eastern monk gritted his teeth and fought fiercely with his sword. His face was ugly. He was unable to defeat all kinds of divine power and could only resist with force.

But soon, the man in golden robe also swung and flew back as fast as lightning, blocking the sky above the slaves.

"Rome had three tools. The first was a tool without sound, and the second was a tool that only roared."

"The third type is a 'talking tool'."

The man in gold robe said leisurely, not paying attention to this slave at all.

Sparta pointed to the sky and roared: "We are not talking tools!"

"Boom!" Suddenly dark clouds gathered in the sky and thousands of thunders roared.

A divine power descended, causing everyone's expressions to change.

The man in gold robe was shocked: "You have angered the King of Gods! The Great Lord of Thunder!"

"Lightning is his weapon, and you will be punished by God!"

The slaves were all dumbfounded, and many of them knelt down on the spot.

Sparta gritted its teeth and stood erect, unwilling to give in.

The Eastern monk was confused: "What the hell! I'm in the stage of spiritual consciousness. I just want to go home. You, the king of gods, come out to fuck me?"

Zi Chen and Shen Leling in the crowd were also stunned. More than a thousand slaves rioted, could they alert the God King? This country is too terrifying.

However, they didn't know that the Divine Veins and heroes present were also very confused. It's not like that. Slaves are not protected by the gods. It doesn't mean that the gods will personally take care of them after the riot.

And it’s not necessary. In most cases, the regular army can solve it.

They all looked up at the sky and saw huge thunder piercing the sky, a burst of white light and lightning striking out.

That huge fork-shaped lightning, like a weapon made of lightning, struck hard...

On a tall temple in the city.

"Ah?" The man in gold robe was horrified. What happened? The great god king hacked his own temple?

At this time, a young man's figure emerged from the top of the temple.

There were arcs of electricity running across his body, and there were many cracks in his flesh and blood caused by lightning strikes, and smoke was rising.

However, the injury healed quickly, and the young man pointed his gun into the sky with a loud voice.

"Who's hacking me? Get out!"

Only then did everyone understand that someone was standing on the top of the temple. This was a serious crime of blasphemy. No wonder the king of the gods issued a divine punishment.

When hearing this familiar voice, Shen Leling in the crowd covered his mouth in disbelief.

"Yan...Yan slave!"

Shen Leling's voice trembled with excitement, but soon became frightened and worried.

Why did Yan Slave live in Rome? He even stepped on the temple, which directly angered the God King!

The sudden appearance of an old friend and this incident made Shen Leling confused and confused.

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p.s: Sorry.
Chapter completed!