651 His Savior Is Here, His Miracle (3)
What was worth mentioning was that his internal energy had been sucked dry and he had lost all his strength. He was no longer an Asura and could at most be considered an abandoned sacrificial soldier.
There were a large number of sacrificial soldiers who could not withstand training in the sacrificial soldier camp every year. There was only one place waiting for them—the mass grave!
The man in black retracted his gaze and instructed coldly, “Throw him out. And I mean to throw him out immediately. Now, don’t make any more decisions on your own. If I find out that you’ve embarrassed the prince, I’ll send them to serve the three new Lord Asuras.”
Everyone shivered!
How could they have forgotten that after this Asura died, there were three new ones? They were stronger, more brutal, and more loyal to their master.
This Asura still had times when he was in a good mood and did not kill people, but those three might not.
They had left the wolf’s den and entered the tiger’s den again…
Everyone was no longer in the mood to play. After all, no one wanted to be sent to the three lords. They packed a dilapidated carriage and threw Asura on the board.
A strong wind blew in the latter half of the night, and it rained again not long after.
The carriage was tattered. Rain floated in from everywhere, drenching Asura’s clothes and causing blood to gush down. He had once sat in the most gorgeous carriage and eaten the most exquisite food, but now he was inferior to a lowly slave.
“Damn it! Why is there so much blood!”
The guards driving the carriage discovered the blood on the road. The sky was gradually brightening. Pedestrians were about to come out. If this continued, they would alert the officials before they reached the mass grave.
“Just throw him here. Don’t go to the mass grave! He won’t live anyway!” His companion whispered.
“That won’t do. If the Prince finds out, he’ll skin us! Take off your clothes!” The guard said.
His companion reluctantly took off his clothes. “Here.”
The guard took off his own clothes too. Then, he took two sets of clothes to the carriage and wrapped them around Asura. The blood was sucked into the clothes and really did not drip down.
It was dawn.
And the rain stopped.
The two of them continued on their way.
An hour later, they arrived at the largest mass grave in the Capital.
The mass grave after the rain was a tragic sight. A stench assaulted the nose from afar, and snakes, rats, insects, and ants were chewing on the rotten corpses. The two of them covered their noses in disdain and threw the dying Asura onto a corpse that had rotted into a skeleton.
The snakes and rats in the corpse fled in fear.
The guard was about to vomit. He pulled his companion and left without looking back.
Asura lay face down on the skeleton. Half of the skeleton’s face was still covered in rotten meat. There were squirming maggots in the rotten meat.
Dirty.
Asura did not want to die in such a dirty place.
He used his last bit of strength to drag his broken body out of the mass grave inch by inch. His entire body was dirty, and he was in so much pain that he almost lost consciousness. He wanted to take one last look at the blue sky.
When a person was about to die, their mind was the clearest.
He knew he couldn’t make it. No one would pass by here. In just an hour, he would no longer feel any pain. He forced himself to lie flat on his back. He touched the little milk bottle he loved and closed his eyes in resignation.
He could feel his life disappearing bit by bit, and his soul gradually began to leave his body.
However, just as he was about to take his last breath, an ear-piercing affectionate call suddenly came from ahead—
“My—Bull—Egg—”
This voice!!!
Asura trembled in fear, and his soul fell back into his body!
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