Kapitel 327: The Heart of a Slave

Ji Hao walked in a dark paved path, with a bamboo basket carried in his hand, contained a few dishes and a bottle of wine.

The simple and crude paved path was opened up with hammers and machetes, yet, it was extremely firm, and would never collapse. From time to time, black and yellow spell symbols sparkled on the thick, rough rock wall. Those were the 'iron wall spell' and 'bronze wall spell', enchanted by Magi Palace' master Magi. With these spells, an inch thick rock wall could be even more solid than a thousand meter thick iron board.

Fully armed human warriors in teams of seven to eight guarded the paved path at every other hundred zhang. These warriors stood perfectly straight right next to the wall and remained absolutely still, and one couldn't even hear them breathing. All of them looked so cold and heartless, even dead, like puppet soldiers.