The next day, Li En was transported away.
To the Holy Land of Mary.
The first place they were sent to was the slave market.
The proud Heavenly Dragon people would never allow any slaves to live under the same roof as them.
Therefore, there were slave places.
Li En was sent here first and locked in a room.
There were many instruments of torture nearby.
There was also a furnace beside it, and there was a red-hot branding iron in the furnace.
The pattern on it was the unique mark of the Heavenly Dragon Tribe, the Heavenly Dragon's Hoof.
Every slave had to be branded with such a mark.
Li En was no exception.
However, how could he allow such an ugly mark to appear on his body?
Therefore, Li En was prepared to make a move. He would first let these slaves go and then beat up the Heavenly Dragon people.
"The few of you, take him away. Saint Roschall wants to personally brand his mark.”
Just as Li En was about to resist, a man in black suddenly walked in.
As soon as this person came in, he pointed at Li En.
Li En was originally prepared to attack, but after hearing this person's words, he immediately gave up resisting.
He wanted to be brought to the Heavenly Dragon Tribe.
When the time came, he would beat up the Heavenly Dragon people first and then let the slaves go. The order would be reversed, and it would not be so dangerous.
Soon, Li En was taken away.
Along the way, Li En appeared particularly depressed, but he remembered the surrounding terrain clearly.
When the time came, he would not have to worry about getting lost.
Ten minutes later, Li En was sent to one of the rooms in a mansion.
Then, everyone left, leaving Li En alone.
Li En looked around.
The room was clean and tidy, and it looked gorgeous.
However, the things in the room made Li En sweat.
They were all torture instruments.
Li En was interested in some of the instruments of torture.
What was that?
That was not the legendary wooden donkey. It was a very practical torture tool. He had only seen it on the Internet before.
As expected, Heavenly Dragon people were all talents.
He actually knew so many torture tools. When he had time, he had to discuss them properly.
Next, he should let the Heavenly Dragon try.
Li En stood up and looked at the instruments of torture around him seriously.
Oh my.
The cultural differences between the two worlds were not that big.
He didn't expect the torture tools to be so similar.
Li En had seen one of the ten great tortures and all kinds of torture tools.
The only difference was that these torture devices were made of gold.
The wooden donkey from before should be a golden donkey.
It should be pretty good.
Da da da da…
Suddenly, a series of footsteps came from outside.
Li En immediately returned to his seat and closed his eyes.
Soon, the door was pushed open and a few people walked in.
"All of you, get out. Don't come in.”
From his tone and arrogant attitude, Li En was sure that this was definitely the world's aristocrat, the Heavenly Dragon.
Only they were so arrogant.
Soon, the door closed again.
A male Heavenly Dragon person slowly walked in with a cruel smile on his face.
This guy was definitely not a good person.
Wait a minute.
Apart from Doflemingo's brothers and family, there seemed to be no good people in the Heavenly Dragon Tribe.
"Pirate, from today onwards, you are my slave. I will let you know how powerful I am.”
Li En completely ignored Saint Roschar's words.
It was still uncertain who would be furious next.
Saint Roschall walked to the side, picked up the red-hot branding iron, and slowly walked in front of Leen.
He raised his right hand and waved the red-hot branding iron in front of Li En.
"Kid, this is the Heavenly Dragon Hoof our Heavenly Dragon people. I'll imprint it on you today.”
The red-hot branding iron slowly approached.
At that moment, Li En suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the red-hot branding iron. At the same time, he kicked Saint Roschall's neck.
Saint Roschar fainted.
"This idiot."
Li En's eyes were filled with disdain.
Even if he had to stay here alone, he had to at least handcuff the slaves.
Not just a pair of hands.
Did he really think that everyone was trash?
Li En glanced at Rossal Saint, picked up the key on the ground, and unlocked the handcuffs.
He moved his hands slightly.
After being handcuffed for such a long time, he was still a little tired.
"Alright, now it's time for the two of us to play.”
Li En handcuffed Roschall, then took a rag and covered his mouth.
He didn't want others to hear him when he shouted.
After everything was ready, Li En picked up the red-hot branding iron and placed it directly on Saint Roschall's body.
Sizzle…
It was a familiar smell.
Li En suppressed his displeasure and continued to press down.
He probably wouldn't dare to eat meat for a while.
However, he had no choice. He had to continue.
"Ahhhhh…"
A shrill scream rang out.
Saint Rossal screamed, his voice hoarse.
But it was so loud.
Li En was somewhat glad.
Fortunately, he managed to shut the guy's mouth, and his voice became hoarse.
Otherwise, many people outside would have heard it.
In fact, some people had heard it.
"Why do I feel like this voice belongs to Saint Roschar?”
A black-robed guard said uneasily.
"Are you crazy? How could it be Saint Roschar's? Who would dare to do this after so many years?”
A black-robed guard at the side said disdainfully.
The other person thought so too.
It had always been the Heavenly Dragon people who bullied others. No one else had ever bullied the Heavenly Dragon people.
They must be thinking too much.
In the room, the Heavenly Dragon was also woken up by the pain.
As soon as he woke up, the Heavenly Dragon saw Li En.
However, the pain was too intense. The Heavenly Dragon person could not care less. He could only struggle with all his might and let out heart-wrenching screams.
His face was even more ferocious.
It looked quite terrifying.
Li En slowly removed the branding iron.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, your tool is quite good. It looks very clear. From today onwards, you are the slave of the noble Heavenly Dragon people.”
How humiliating.
A Heavenly Dragon person actually had the mark of a slave.
Saint Roschar would probably be very angry!
The premise was that Saint Roschall could survive.
Saint Rossal couldn't care less at this moment. The intense pain made him struggle non-stop.
However, he was unable to escape.
Li En sighed softly. He couldn't bear it and took back the branding iron in his hand.
As expected, he was still too kind.
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