Chapter 237: Saka Journey (2)

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Chapter 237: Saka Journey (2) Accompanied by the crisp sound of metal colliding and the loud shouting, the slaves who had been crouching in the darkness for a long time were all very confused when they just left the prison car, and Thor was no exception. He still looked a bit dazed, and even the pain couldn't make him make a sound. The Sakaar overseer, who was as red as a large block, waved a huge iron whip to beat the slaves, making them stand in line and walk into the mine. Thor slowly moved forward in the line, in front of him was a green-skinned man, small and thin, like a dwarf, and behind him was a tire-headed creature with four hands and a lower body like a centipede. There were all kinds of strange alien creatures in this line, many of which were obviously from faraway galaxies beyond millions of light-years and were thrown into this garbage dump. The race with the ability to travel across galaxies has developed a fairly advanced civilization, and many of them have evolved into pure intellectual creatures that do not produce. Most people in their own tribes have lived comfortably, and this kind of torture is difficult for them to bear. The green-skinned man in front of Thor complained in a low voice, his language was like a drowned person's gurgling, which was difficult to understand, but his tone indicated that he was not speaking kindly. When he passed by a Sakaar overseer, his mouth still didn't stop. The strong Sakaar man whipped him on the back, and the green-skinned man writhed in pain on the ground. Several Sakaar overseers laughed loudly, and they kicked the green-skinned man in the stomach, watching him vomit blood and then lie motionless on the ground. One of the Sakaar overseers muttered a few words dissatisfiedly, picked up the green-skinned man and walked to the side, and then threw him into the air like throwing a sandbag, and then fell onto a wooden spike with a sharpened tip, like a kebab. Thor's lips trembled, his arm moved, but in the end he turned his head and did nothing. But the attention of those Sakaar overseers fell on him, because Thor was quite strong among these aliens. A whip hit Thor, and he staggered and fell to the ground, sitting there moaning, but he didn't speak. The Sakaar overseers cursed a few words and kicked him with their feet. This kind of prey that cannot resist and cannot make a sound cannot satisfy the violent and bloodthirsty emotions of these Sakaar people. They just grabbed Thor's iron chain and pulled him up. Thor was like a sandbag at the end of a rope, dragged and rolled on the ground, and then stumbled and climbed back into the line. Throughout, Thor remained silent, his eyes were shrouded under deep eyebrows, his face was full of mud, and his bright golden hair was already messed up by mud, sticking to his face and the wound on his shoulder was beginning to scab, but before it healed, it was pricked by spikes and caused fresh blood to flow out. The pain forced him to hunch his body, and every step he took, the iron chain slid on the ground, making a "clatter" sound. The long line continued to spread outside the Red Ring Mine, and one person after another walked into the dark cave like being devoured by a giant abyss mouth, and no one made any sound again after entering, maybe they would never have a chance to make any sound again. Among the complex fragments, there were support structures built with wood carved with special patterns, slowly descending along a circular staircase attached to the wall. Thor saw various aliens lying on these support structures, staring tightly in one direction. The closest one to him was a humanoid creature, except that its legs and arms were longer. Because of its long limbs, it had an advantage and was holding onto the wooden support with its long limbs. Then Thor saw that when a piece of fragment suddenly lit up, the alien pressed a button embedded in the support, and a laser beam shot over, shattering the fragment into scattered light spots, which were then collected by a magic light ball and floated to the other side. The miner who was further away from Thor was not so lucky. When a fragment flashed, he pressed the button, but the laser beam did not shatter the fragment. Instead, it refracted into many small lasers that flew out, many of which hit the wooden support on which many miners lived, and suddenly there were cries of anger. Then a long tentacle pulled the failed miner off the wooden support he was clinging to, and Thor saw that the direction of the tentacle was a huge fish mouth. The tentacle dragged the miner and threw him into the fish mouth, and he couldn't even scream before he completely disappeared. "You better work hard," the Sakaaran overseer's voice came. "Otherwise, he will treat you as food." Thor was driven by the overseer and walked to the bottom wooden support. After being whipped, he stepped onto the wooden support and chose one to stand on. However, at this height, there were very few glowing fragments. "You must press the button when the star rock is shining. Remember, it must be at the brightest moment. If it's too early or too late, the mining laser won't be able to break the star rock and extract ore. The laser will destroy the support under you. If you fall, you'll die for sure." The supervisor sneered, "Of course, don't think being lazy will work. If you don't succeed once a day, then wait to be turned into food at night..." As he spoke, the entire support suddenly shook. A loud rumbling sound came from the bottom of the starry sky. Even the strong supervisor stumbled. There was an alien who had just stepped onto the support, but was shaken off and fell. The veteran miners overhead used their advantages in body size to hold onto the support tightly. "In the shattered dimension, vibrations are common. If you don't want to die, hold on tight." Thor almost fell too. He just realized that the big red guy who brought him here had deep malice. He had inserted spikes and chains into Thor's shoulder, causing one arm to be useless. In this situation, he couldn't hold on to the support for too long. But Thor didn't react much. His gaze was still dull and his movements were slow. Just as he stabilized his body, there was another tremor. He had been shaken to the edge of the support, but he didn't seem to have any intention of adjusting his position. At this time, Loki, who was lying on the hospital bed, was recovering quickly. Or rather, Venom's work was very efficient. Half of his body had gradually recovered from the phantom. Then Schiller saw that just as the mine was shaking, Loki's hand grabbed the railing fiercely in the magic screen. Strange also saw this movement and he and Schiller exchanged a glance. Schiller whispered, "Someone can't sit still... but I'm not saying who."

Chapter 237: Saka Journey (2)

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