Chapter 262: King of the Slavery

Chapter 262: King of the Slavery



'Where am I now?'

Adam looked around the strange, new place where he doubted any player had ever been before.

The place around him was a forest.

It was dark and eerily silent, except for the occasional rustling of leaves in the wind caused by the cold air of the night.

At that moment, he noticed that mist had come from the mountains of the distance, slowly creeping towards him, shrouding everything in its path in a thick blanket of fog.

He then heard a strange sound.

A rhythmic creak of wooden wheels turning, crunching softly over the packed dirt road, punctuated by the occasional clatter of loose stones being kicked aside.

Behind the trees, an eerie lantern flickered in the darkness, moving by like a will-o'-the- wisp.

Adam headed straight to the light, when past some of the trees, and soon found himself on a one-way dirt road that had plenty of loose stones scattered across it.

When he turned his head to the right, he saw a wagon wheeling away in the distance, the horses kicking dust and stones into the air.

At the rider's seat, a black-cloaked individual with a wide-brimmed hat with a feather in it was holding reins in one hand and a silver sword in the other.

'Maybe I should ask him for a ride. Maybe I can find out what the hell this place...'

However, he then noticed a sight that made him drop all his thoughts.

The flap of the wagon opened because of a gust of wind, and Adam saw inside.

There was a cage with ragged-clothed people inside, their limbs chained together, and all looked like they had given up on life.

'Slaves? That is a slave wagon?' Adam thought it was shocking.

Usually, it was players who participated in the slavery, and while it was frowned upon, it was still common practice among players as it made them a lot of money.

However, in this place, there wasn't supposed to be any players.

It meant the fellow Originals were slaving their own people.

It was honestly something Adam hadn't seen before, as Originals were oppressed race, not oppressors.

The beautiful wings sprouted from Adam's back, and he took flight. He wanted to see where the wagon was going, which could help him to understand what the hell was going on.

"So, what do we have here?" Fakhir approached the wagon and hugged the wide-brimmed rider, who had been traveling for days on end.

"New slaves." The rider said. "They were discovered in the fields of the moon food, trying to steal some food."

"Haha, thieves." Fakhir opened the flap open and looked inside at the group of frightened individuals huddled together.

He was looking for something in particular, but soon a look of disappointment flashed across

his face.

"They all look malnourished." Fakhir said with a disappointed sigh.

"Yeah, they seem to be from Sevenfold." The rider said.

"Ah, that explains." Fakhir grinned. "Our new ruler took all their food, and they were forced

to steal. Oh well, I am sure they will do well enough in the mines!"

None of the chained people dared to look him straight in the eye, as they all knew who he was

after seeing the crown of thorns.

Fakhir, the King of the Slavery.

After their new ruler emerged and took control of Sevenfold, there were some Originals that fought back, trying to overthrow him, but they were quickly defeated.

In the end, four Originals emerged, who were already infamous criminals, and made a deal with the ruler—a deal that was very profitable for both sides-and thus, four more rulers

emerged.

King of the Slavery. Queen of Pleasure. King of the Bloodshed. Queen of Gambling.

High in the air, Adam looked down at the slavers camp, a cold wind tousling his hair.

'There must be hundreds of them.'

Adam crossed his arms, and he had used his Kiryoku but couldn't find a single player there. It was only Originals there, and all of their strength was only at human levels.

However, the man wearing the crown of thorns was different.

He seemed strangely powerful for Original, but still within the limits of humanity, and Adam had already transcended that.

'I don't consider myself to have the hero complex that I have to save everyone, but this seems easy enough to do so. I also need answers from them to know what the hell is going on here.'