Chapter 1076 Freeing the Slaves
The sky continued, and after King Sezi's favorite princess was split into two, she fell in the shadows without any movement. Zoro himself did not have the habit of finishing off the enemy, so he did not go forward to check.
"I'll take you to find my friend first. Once we find Miranda, I'll take both of you away."
Zoro picked up Moda very gentlemanly. The woman's body was too weak and her blood was seriously deficient.
Most of the blood vessels in Moda's arms have shown signs of collapse. The blood level in the woman's body has fallen below the safety line and her life is in danger at any time.
The day she joined the Revolutionary Army, Moda thought about her future, and she didn't mind dying for the ideals of the Revolutionary Army.
It was a bit of a pity that she had never met Ace's younger brother. Moda wanted to see a little bit of Ace's past in Straw Hat Luffy.
Ace appeared in Moda's life like a meteor, but unfortunately the two of them only had a brief intersection and were separated forever after meeting a few times.
"Okay, be careful."
Moda was in a safe situation, and she felt an inexplicable drowsiness. She was really tired, and she wanted to rest in Zoro's arms. Maybe things would be better when she woke up.
Using his sense of air, Zoro headed towards the direction where Miranda was imprisoned. He walked in the passage for nearly twenty minutes, and the end of the passage connected to another underground area.
Taking steady steps, Zoro slowly walked into the bright place. His footsteps made a dull and powerful sound on the ground, announcing his arrival to the nearby area.
When they arrived at another area of the underground palace, Zoro frowned at the scene in front of him. This should be the storage point for slaves. The air was filled with depression and despair.
Slaves with their hands and feet bound were everywhere. They were either lying or sitting, their eyes filled with helplessness and fear.
Some slaves were curled up into a ball due to being tied up for a long time, and their thin bodies trembled slightly.
Some of them stared blankly ahead, as if they had lost hope of escaping their predicament. The female slaves had expressions of fear on their faces and shed silent tears.
Although the male slaves were holding on, fatigue and weakness were written all over their faces. Their feet were tied with iron chains and they had lost the ability to move.
Zoro's eyes became increasingly stern, and anger burned in his heart, "Sometimes I think too well of them!"
He began to move among the slaves, carefully observing the surrounding environment, looking for ways to untie the slaves, while searching for Miranda among the slaves.
Miranda looked thin and poor. After walking a few steps, Sauron recognized her among the slaves. At this time, she was in a coma for some unknown reason.
Judging from the wrinkles on her clothes, Miranda had not had time to change into slave clothes. She had just been brought in and had not experienced any inhuman treatment.
Zoro arrived early and did not let Miranda suffer, "Wake up, this is not a place to sleep, Miranda, do you want to stay here for the rest of your life?"
His voice was not loud, but when it reached Miranda's ears, her eyes opened immediately. At first, the woman thought she was dreaming.
It was not until Zoro continued to talk and showed concern for her health that Miranda was finally sure that the man in front of her was not an illusion, but the pirate swordsman she met on the street.
Upon hearing that the other party came to save her, Miranda was so excited that she burst into tears and wrapped her arms around Zoro's thighs. For a woman, it was like grabbing a life-saving straw.
"You're finally here! I thought I was going to become like them, woooo...you're such a good person"!
Miranda, who was already sentimental, couldn't hold back her tears. Her eyes couldn't help but burst into tears, wetting Zoro's trouser legs.
Faced with the emotionally agitated weak woman, Zoro could only comfort her with words and tell Miranda to cheer up quickly, as he thought she would be of great use in the future.
The underground of the palace is not a place to stay for a long time. No one can predict what King Saiqi will hide under the underground palace.
He easily kicked off Miranda's ankle chains and said, "Please take care of this woman for me. I will untie the chains of the slaves around and let these poor people out."
Miranda, the first slave to regain her freedom, obeyed her savior's request and took Monet from Zoro's arms.
At this moment, Sauron stood tall among the slaves and said, "Those who don't want to die and want to leave, come closer to me, I will help you gain freedom."
Among the captive slaves, some have lost their ability to move, and even if they could get out, they would not live long.
If you want to be saved, you must save yourself first. Slaves who have lost their qualifications as human beings and have suffered mental breakdowns are better off staying in the underground palace and letting them fend for themselves. They will die faster in the outside world.
Those slaves who did not want to die and were eager to leave this purgatory dragged their weak bodies and slowly approached Sauron. Their steps were hesitant, but also carried a hint of desperate determination.
Zoro drew out the sharp blade from his waist with a cold look in his eyes. Without any hesitation, he raised the famous sword in his hand high. The blade flashed with cold light, like a bolt of lightning that cut through the darkness.
As his arms swung powerfully, one blow after another fell accurately, and the iron chains broke under the sharp blades, making crisp sounds.
Every time the sword was slashed, it was accompanied by a cry of surprise from the slaves, or a sigh that had been suppressed for a long time.
The broken chains made dull thuds on the ground, and the slaves who had regained their freedom first had an expression of disbelief and surprise in their eyes, which then turned into deep gratitude towards Sauron.
Some of them knelt down to express their gratitude, while others were so excited that they burst into tears. Zoro watched this scene without saying much, but just frowned slightly, thinking in his heart how to get these people out of this dangerous place.
More and more slaves gathered around Zoro. This group of poor people regarded the powerful swordsman as their backbone and waited for the next order from their savior.
The slave mentality has been ingrained into his mind, and he likes to obey the orders of powerful people. Zoro just meets this condition.
When everyone was looking forward to the next step, suddenly there was a loud noise above their heads, as if the sky was falling and the earth was splitting apart.
The sound, carrying endless energy and iron filings, exploded above the quiet underground palace. Then the huge explosion was like a violent dragon, penetrating straight through the ground from top to bottom.
For a moment, the earth shook and the walls of the underground palace trembled violently. Countless pieces of gravel fell down. The powerful force generated by the explosion easily tore a huge hole in the underground palace.
In an instant, a dazzling light shot straight into the hole like a sharp blade. This was the long-lost sunshine, bringing warmth and vitality, pouring into this filthy place without reservation.
The originally dark and damp underground palace was instantly filled with sunlight in every corner, dispelling the long-standing haze and illuminating the evil deep in the underground palace.
Zoro subconsciously covered the hilt of the sword to guard against the unknown existence, which might have bad intentions. The top opening was blown very accurately, without hurting the slaves below.