Pirate: I'm really not a Super Saiyan

While Xia was distracting the attention outside, Tiger and Jinbei also split into two groups and began to act.

After all the celestial dragons in the realm of God ran away, Jinbei led his men out of the mirror world. His mission was to rescue the personal slaves in the realm of God, who were occasionally "favored" by the celestial dragons and could not let go.

Among the slaves, those who meet their aesthetic standards are usually treated by the celestial dragons as pets like kittens and puppies.

Some sturdy slaves served as means of transportation and labor, and would follow their masters.

After Xia appeared in the God's Realm and caused a riot, all the celestial dragons ran out screaming, not caring about the slaves, leaving them on the roadside or at home.

Jinbei and his team of fishmen broke into every house one by one. The chains worn by the slaves were difficult to break in a short time, so they just let them run with the chains and follow Jinbei and his team!

A luxurious residence of a Celestial Dragon, the door was closed tightly, Jinbei punched it with a Samewa fist and broke the door open.

A brief scream was heard from inside the house.

"Is anyone there? I'm here to save you!"

Jinbei said calmly, walking into the house.

He saw three slave girls, hanging on the wall with chains around their necks, huddled together and shivering as they looked at Jinbei who had arrived.

Under the girls' horrified gazes, Jinbei approached step by step with a dark face, then raised his right fist and smashed it down at them hard!

boom!

The connection between the chain and the wall was broken by Jinbei's punch!

"Run away, follow me."

Jinbei looked at the little human girls, then turned and left.

Several little girls looked at each other, and one of them, a tall girl with a big face, asked the black-haired girl:

"Sister, are we going to follow this fish man?"

The black-haired girl did not hesitate. After thinking for a moment, she made up her mind and said to her two sisters with gritted teeth:

"let's go!"

The three little girls followed Jinbe's team, and the team grew larger.

The more Jinbei rescued the slaves, the angrier he became towards the Celestial Dragons!

After he opened the door, the slaves like the three sisters were in relatively good condition.

Many slaves, regardless of age and gender, were tortured by the Celestial Dragons beyond recognition and covered with bruises!

One of the slaves with all his limbs broken, after seeing Jinbei, his eyes lit up and he became excited, struggling to speak to Jinbei with his half-broken tongue:

"Spread...spread the nest..."

Jinbei looked at the tragic scene in front of him, covered his eyes and couldn't bear to look at it, and gave him a quick and painless death as he requested.

Jinbei's anger continued to rise. He couldn't understand why the Celestial Dragons, who were also human beings, were so cruel? How could they bear to kill their own compatriots!

After breaking up with Jinbe, Tiger led his men to the slave camp outside the God's Realm. There were slaves serving in Mary Joel, who could be simply understood as public slaves.

The artificial walkway in Marijoa was operated by a large number of slaves pulling levers from below.

In addition, there are a lot of chores waiting for them to do in Mary Joaquin.

In rare cases, there would be some less picky Celestial Dragons who would come here to pick out a few slaves that they liked, but the probability of that happening was not high.

The number of slaves here is the largest, with nearly ten thousand slaves!

On weekdays, in addition to the supervisors holding whips, there are also many guards stationed here to watch over them.

But just now, after receiving the alarm from the God's Realm, the guards gave up this place without a second thought and all set out to provide support in the God's Realm.

They are just a bunch of slaves. If they die, they die. But if they delay the rescue of the Celestial Dragons, they will be the ones to die!

Tiger found a mirror in an empty room and led a group of fishmen out of the mirror, including Aaron.

"Aaron, don't mess around for a while."

Tiger warned Aaron as he ran towards the slaves' location.

"Don't worry, Brother Tai."

Aaron was a little helpless.

In the past few years, he followed Xia's advice, followed Tiger's footsteps, and wandered alone in the human world.

I've suffered enough and experienced the ups and downs of life.

There was a kid who spat at him as soon as they met, and there were navy officers who shouted at him to kill; there were also civilians who were willing to smile at him, and there were kind people who provided him with food and accommodation for free.

Aaron's previous belief in the supremacy of fishmen began to waver, and he no longer understood what was right and what was wrong.

Confused, he returned to Fishman Island, caught up with the call from Brother Tiger, and came all the way here again.

In addition to repaying the kindness of big brother Tiger, Aaron also wanted to know which path he should take.

"Who are you? Stop!"

In the underground slave camp, there were still a small number of supervisors guarding it. When they found a group of murlocs rushing towards them, they were immediately frightened.

He hurriedly wanted to raise the gun to point at the fishmen, but Tiger directly held him down and pushed him out with the gun, smashing the door into pieces!

Tiger walked slowly into the house, the oil lamp in the corridor behind him casting a light behind him, projecting his tall figure in the eyes of the slaves.

Tiger, Aaron, and the other fishmen silently looked at the slaves in front of them.

It was common to see people with unkempt hair and dirty faces, half-naked clothes, and skin and bones showing through from hunger. A small number of people didn’t even have intact limbs!

“…I am the fishman, Fisher Tiger.

I am here to save you, I can take you out!! "

The slaves looked at each other, not daring to move, frightened by the group of ferocious-looking fishmen in front of them.

Tiger didn't say anything else. He half-crouched on the ground and looked at a human child at his feet.

A little boy, about five or six years old, with whip marks all over his body under his tattered clothes, still bleeding, as if he had been tortured not long ago.

"Little guy, don't you want to go out with me?"

Tiger asked.

"…Go out, what do you mean?"

The little boy asked back.

“…Getting out means you won’t have to be a slave anymore, no one will beat you, punish you, or force you to do things you don’t like.

You can read, you can play, you can gain friends, even family.

You can stop being a slave."

The little boy thought for a while, then said firmly:

"Then I'm going out! My parents have been beaten to death, I don't want to be beaten again!"

"it is good."

Tiger held the little boy upright, stood up, looked at the other slaves, and asked:

"If anyone is willing to trust us, come with us!"

The slaves began to move, first the first one, then the second, and then all the slaves took action, following Tiger's instructions and ran outside!

Tiger instructed the fishmen to help support the slaves who had difficulty moving.

Aaron was also arranged by Tiger to support a young human woman. Half of this woman's once beautiful face was covered with scars, making it difficult to imagine what had happened to her.

"Thank you, Mr. Fishman."

Aaron's body trembled, and without saying a word, he continued to support the woman and run out.