Chapter 28: The Great War of the Wu and Demon Clans, the Suffering of the Human Race

The angels of Tiantiangjie, after all, emerged from the Transformation Pool and are a God Race of the light attribute.

It cannot be guaranteed that every angel is righteous, but the majority are still kind-hearted, righteous gods.

Matters like this, the buying and selling of slaves, occur from time to time in the Primordial World and among the various realms of the God Race.

If they hadn't encountered it, so be it, but since they had, and it was happening right in front of the little Princess of the Divine Court, she had to intervene.

Kill these Zhu?

That is unnecessary.

After all, this is the territory of the Heavenly Dragon Great God King, and Gu Ling'er ran out in secret.

If a scene were made here, news of the little Princess of the Divine Court slipping out of the God Realm would be exposed, which would be more trouble than it is worth.

Thinking of this, Gabriel stood out after soothing Gu Ling'er.

"I will take them all!"

"Roar, haha, and who might you be, Excellency?" Zhu Gongni's eyes first lit up, then he asked cautiously.

"Damn it~! Why are you bird-people everywhere?" a Lava Demon from the side shouted with a look of bad luck.

"Bird-people?"

Hearing the term "bird-people," a fierce look flashed in Gabriel's eyes.

She had long heard Michael say that the Demon Race, led by the Shenyuan Emo, often called their Angel God Race the bird-people god race.

Hearing it now, it was indeed so.

Even a lowly demon of the True God Realm dared to speak recklessly about the Angel Race.

Such insulting words—even she, an Angel Chief in a clerical role, could not help but want to deliver a Sword of Judgment to this demon!

However, thinking of the purpose of her outing, she had to suppress her impulse.

But while the death penalty could be avoided, the living penalty was unavoidable!

Thus, she lightly flicked her little finger, and a strand of Flame Rice divine power silently merged into that Lava Demon's body.

After completing this action, Gabriel returned calmly under the gaze of the crowd.

"I am of the God Race; you need not know who I am, you only need to confirm if we are trading!" Having said that, she took out a Low-Grade Divine Artifact.

Honestly, to someone like her, a high-ranking member of the Angel God Race, this kind of Low-Grade Divine Artifact was just a common piece of equipment.

With her cultivation as a Great Luo God, she could manufacture piles of them with a wave of her hand.

It just consumed some materials and divine blood.

When Zhu Gongni saw Gabriel take out a Low-Grade Divine Artifact, he immediately beamed and said hurriedly: "Of course! Of course! Then they are yours!"

As he spoke, he hurriedly took the mace-shaped Low-Grade Divine Artifact from Gabriel.

He could not help but be excited.

He knew all too well the consequences of not having good treasures on the battlefield.

In this era where Innate Spiritual Treasures are hard to see and acquired treasures are hard to come by, a good treasure is enough to decide the victory or defeat of a small skirmish.

This was also how he had learned of the city of Shanhai Cheng by chance, and also how he had witnessed the power of other Low-Grade Divine Artifacts by chance.

In his view, the power of a Low-Grade Divine Artifact was actually no different from an acquired treasure.

After trading a few times, what he hoped for most this time was to trade for a Low-Grade Divine Artifact.

He dared not dream of a medium-grade one, but a low-grade one was enough for him to use.

Thus, he had been setting up a stall here to trade countless Wu Clan weapons and the corpses of the Wu Clan and even the Demon Clan, but he had been unable to obtain a Low-Grade Divine Artifact.

This time, he took the remaining hundred or so Human Race captives from his family's rations to trade.

Never did he think he would actually trade for a Low-Grade Divine Artifact.

Thinking of this, he could not help but secretly glance at Gabriel, Gu Ling'er, and the others, wondering what he was thinking.

Even when he left after the trade, he took a deep look at them, then turned and left Shanhai Cheng, flying non-stop toward the Zhu encampment on the Primordial Land.

With the trade completed, the watching gods and onlookers all left.

However, there was one thing they remembered deeply.

That was, buying and selling the Human Race could not only be exchanged for Divine Artifacts, but could also increase one's cultivation!

In a valley outside Shanhai Cheng.

After the trade was completed, Gu Ling'er and the others had no heart to continue wandering.

Thus, they came to this valley.

Gabriel released the hundred or so Human Race warriors she had traded for from her God Kingdom.

Amidst a flash of white light, a group of Human Race warriors appeared out of thin air in this valley.

Looking at these disheveled, weak Human Race warriors who resembled their own Shengling Nüwang's form, Gu Ling'er could not help but reveal a trace of sorrow.

"Sister Gabriel, is the Primordial World full of people like them? Do weak tribes get treated as food and slaves by others?"

"Sigh~ pretty much! And I've heard even crueler things from Brother Michael; what's before us is actually quite normal!" Gabriel sighed.

Hearing this, Gu Ling'er could not help but complain resentfully.

"This is too cruel! How can they be like this? Can't everyone just discuss things properly and live together in peace?"

To this, Gabriel could only offer a bitter smile.

The Shengling Nüwang before her, the Princess of the Divine Court, was still too young and truly lacked an understanding of the rules of the Primordial World!

Just then, Gu Ling'er walked toward those Human Race members.

Under their vigilant and guarded gazes, she extended her slender and beautiful palm.

Subsequently, a pale green light sprinkled over the crowd, and amidst a chorus of pain from the crowd, their various battlefield wounds were all healed.

She even broke the seals on their magic power as well.

"You may go home now, return to your tribes and live well!" After finishing all this, Gu Ling'er said with a serious expression.

However, upon hearing the word "home," the liberated Human Race warriors stood frozen in place, as if they had lost their souls, and then began to weep sorrowfully one after another.

As the saying goes, warriors may sweat and bleed when injured, but they never shed tears easily.

And what could make them shed tears was nothing more than their families and their kin.

"Haha~!! Home?? Where is there still a home~!!!!" As if erupting, a middle-aged warrior who seemed to be the leader suddenly shouted tragically.

Subsequently, this group of people fell into silence, and the scene became extremely quiet.

As for that middle-aged man, he was trembling all over with grief, his eyes bloodshot and his face ferocious, looking at everyone as if they were his enemies.

Seeing this, the four guards beside Gu Ling'er immediately stepped forward one after another, shielding Gu Ling'er behind them.

Seeing this, Gabriel frowned slightly and could not help but utter a divine decree: "Great Pacification Art!"

Following a flash of milky-white light, the expressions of this group of people gradually calmed down under the illumination of this light.

Under Gabriel's Divine Art, the emotions of the crowd gradually calmed down.

Perhaps feeling that these members of the Human Race before them were quite agreeable, Gu Ling'er asked with great enthusiasm: "How could there be no home? Where are your tribal lands? We can take you back!"

"Respected Goddesses, our tribe no longer exists..."

Following the explanation of this middle-aged Human Race warrior, Gu Ling'er, Gabriel, and the others finally understood why they had been so out of control just now.

Ever since Nuwa's ten-thousand-year protection ended, disaster had come for the Human Race.

The weak Human Race constantly became blood-food for the ten thousand races of Honghuang, slaughtered at will.

Upon hearing the middle-aged man's words, Gu Ling'er and the others could not help but develop strong dissatisfaction toward the Demon Race.

She wanted to do something, yet she did not know where to start.

Thus, she could not help but cast her gaze toward Gabriel.

"Sister Gabriel~!" Gu Ling'er pulled on Gabriel's snow-white dress, shaking it while acting spoiled.

"Good sister Gabriel~ please help them; they of the Human Race are truly too pitiful." Speaking to this point, she could not help but pout and curse.

"Those of the Demon Race are truly too detestable. Once we return to the Divine Court, I will certainly ask Mother to request that the God Emperor grandfather send troops to attack the Demon Race, and then save these pitiful members of the Human Race!"

(End of this chapter)