The Legend of Soul Fighter: The Genius Repeater

Nearly a thousand slaves were busy putting these fine iron ores into the iron furnace to smelt them. They were naked, sweating profusely, as if they were a tireless machine, rushing to manufacture weapons and equipment day and night.

Most of the slaves were men, and they looked very tired, but still couldn't stop their work.After the fine iron ore was smelted and the impurities were removed, they took out the iron concentrate with iron tongs, put it on the big iron pier beside them, and swung the big hammer in their right hand to start forging to forge the fine iron ore. Into the prototype of various sharp weapons.

Beside these slaves, there are about 20 werewolves patrolling back and forth. Once they find anyone who dares to be lazy, they will beat them hard with the whip in their hands.

"You group of slaves, if you can't finish the workload tonight, don't even think about resting tomorrow, let me continue to work!" A werewolf who seemed to be the leader kept insulting.

The werewolf leader seemed a little upset, why those tauren could drink and eat meat outside, and he had to supervise the slaves in this scorchingly hot place.

"Immediately work hard for me, no one is allowed to be lazy." The werewolf yelled and cursed, waved the whip in his hand, and whipped a middle-aged woman beside him.

Snapped!Snapped! !

The whip lashed against the flesh, and there was a muffled sound.

How could the middle-aged woman stand this kind of torture at this time? After being whipped more than a dozen times by the werewolf leader, her whole body was covered in blood. At that time, she fell to the ground and passed out.

"Damn it! Let me kill you!"

Seeing this, the leader of the werewolf was furious, and swung the whip in his hand even more vigorously towards the woman on the ground.

"Mother!"

On the side, a blond boy who was only sixteen or seventeen years old exclaimed, immediately put down the iron tongs and hammer in his hand, rushed to the woman, and protected her body in his arms.

Snapped!

The werewolf leader's whip lashed the young man's naked back, blood splashed out immediately, and a shocking wound appeared.

"Damn! Mind your own business!" The werewolf leader became even more angry, and was about to whip his whip at the boy again.

A cold shout came from in front of him, saying: "Enough!"