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"After all, I'm too proud."

Wang Yan raised his lips slightly. He was still very satisfied with the performance of the Desert Emperors. However, in order to suppress their complacency, Wang Yan then sent Shadow Thorn Camu, Elsa, and Enzo, these three dark elves.

These three are not ordinary dark elves. They were once under the command of another demon god in hell, Samar, and were directly under the Dark Blade of the Legion. Among them, Shadow Thorn Camu is also a general of the Dark Blade Legion.

This dark blade legion specializes in special operations, has made many extraordinary achievements, and has extremely high military literacy. Now, Camus, Elsa and Enzo have been subdued by Wang Yan and used it as instructors of his own army, specifically training Wang Yan's gathered troops and subordinates.

At present, Wang Yan asked the three of them to fight, and immediately put the three Desert Emperors into an unprecedented hard battle.

Camus, Elsa and Enzo, the three powerful dark elves, have been fighting each other for many years and have a very tacit understanding. Moreover, among the three of them, Enzo is good at frontal melee and strong attack, Camus is good at raids and fast attacks, and Elsa is good at both far and near and with a changeable tactics.

It can be said that these three people are tactical masters who are far and near offense and defense, as well as mutual support. In addition, the three Desert Emperors have consumed too much, so this battle is obviously a bit unfavorable to the three Desert Emperors.

In this way, the three Desert Emperors finally lost their battle for nearly forty minutes.

Although Camus and the other two won, they were already out of breath and consumed a lot. They were full of admiration for the three desert emperors.

The three of them knew very well that if they had not occupied the advantage of the territory and had already consumed too much, it would not be certain who would win or lose.

So no matter what, these three humans from the earth are indeed top-notch strong people, and as long as they are strong people, they deserve their admiration.

"Well! Awesome! Awesome!"

"Humans from the earth, you are strong!"

"Terror to Your Highness Demon Flame, Your Highness Demon Flame is wise and powerful, and will not treat you badly!"

The many subordinates around watched three exciting events in a row, and they all screamed excitedly. At the same time, they also looked at the three Desert Emperors with admiration.

For these hell nations who were born in hell and grew up in hell, respecting the strong is almost engraved in their bones.

What are the strong men? The Desert Emperor and others who fought three high-level battles in succession are the top experts selected from thousands. As for the racial issues of the Desert Emperor, Wang Yan's group of subordinates are all mixed races, and a large part of them are slaves. Therefore, for such subordinates, there is no problem of racial discrimination. As long as they are strong enough, they are respected enough.

"Dear Lord Demon Flame, we give in and we surrender."

"We are sincerely willing to serve you, and please give us a way out."

The Desert Emperor, the goddess Shiva and the high priest Belika finally became respectful at this moment, and she dared not have a trace of rebelliousness and arrogance.

At this time, they had fought for three consecutive games, exhausted and discouraged, and they all collapsed to the ground, and they had no strength to struggle any more.

At this point of ending their lives, they also recognized the reality. After all, there is hope only if they survive.

"Lydia, put a slave collar on them." Wang Yan called out Lydia.

In the crowd, Lydia Yingying walked out with a dignified manner, holding a star and moon staff and wearing a luxurious robe, looking like a legendary goddess, fresh and refined.

But on the neck of such a beautiful female magician, she still wore a slave collar that she didn't look carefully and thought was decorated.

"Li, Lydia?"

"Why are you here?"

The Desert Emperor, the Goddess of Shiva and Belika, saw Lydia, who was completely different from the rough and barbaric hell race around him, slowly walked out of the crowd, and was shocked.

They had long heard that Lydia had sneaked into hell privately. The President of the Super League Emmons ran to the China National Bureau for help. Later, Emmons simply lived in the National Bureau of Abroad and helped the National Bureau of Abroad and started to develop technology.

But they never expected that President Emmons' granddaughter was in the hands of this Demon King!

"Oh, don't mention it, just put it on for safety."

Lydia sighed slightly, "Although that magic flame is abominable, he is at least sympathetic to his subordinates. If you follow him, as long as you obey his orders, there will be no bad things. At least you can save your life. Besides, you are the same as me at present, and you have no other choice."

As he said that, Lydia pointed to her beautiful neck, which was a special collar wrapped around a ribbon. If she didn't pay attention, she thought it was a decoration.

"Is this...slave collar?"

The Desert Emperor frowned. With his proud personality, wearing a collar that symbolizes slaves was indeed a bit difficult to accept. The same is true for the goddess Shiva. She was admired by thousands of people on the earth, and suddenly became a slave, and she felt a little uncomfortable.

In contrast, the high priest Belika is less repulsive. She has become an old man and knows the way to endure humiliation.

"Click! Click!"

The Desert Emperor and the other three had no choice but to accept it and let Lydia help put on the slave collar.

"I have to tell you one thing."

Lydia, who helped them put on the slave collar, frowned and said with a lament, "You must not underestimate this slave collar. Once it is worn, it cannot be taken off. Once it is activated, even the demigod's head can be blown off."

"What, what?"

The Desert Emperor and others fainted after hearing this and almost fainted.

Once you put it on, you can't take it off, and even the demigod's head can explode? What a joke?

In desperation, Adia roughly explained the role of the slave collar.

The slave industry in the Hell World is extremely prosperous. With generations of refining weapons and alchemy masters, the slave collar, a necessary tool for restraining slaves, has long developed into a large industry.

Therefore, the slave collar is also called a slave suppressor. In addition to suppressing the strength of the slave, its function also has many small mechanisms to deal with and train slaves. Of course, the biggest and most important mechanism is to divide the disobedient slaves by the extreme punishment.

As long as the slave owner activates the mechanism, under the influence of restraint, even a demigod will be blown off his head and end up in a miserable way.

Of course, the most collapsed thing at the moment is that the Desert Emperor and the other three found that after putting on the slave collar, their strength was suppressed to a level of only B.

Especially the Desert Emperor, he found that he could not get away from the slave collar if he could not get sandy.

In such a short period of time, the three desert emperors who suffered consecutive blows collapsed physically and mentally, and fell into deep despair.

"These three humans are interesting, so I will send them to mine for a few days first."

Wang Yan waved his hand and several strong barbarian warriors dragged the desert emperor and others who were physically and mentally desperate and had lost their combat capabilities to the mine and handed it over to the Goblin miners to the mining area.

Now that the entertainment is over, Wang Yan dispersed his onlookers and asked them to do whatever they should do and take a break. After a brief explanation, Wang Yan also flew towards the main mine.

Because there are Zhang Weidao, Wu Bujie and Shentu Tianlu there, these three little brothers are there.

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Chapter completed!