Winner Takes All

The streets were in chaos.

The children scrambled to escape and their cries echoed through the streets.

Their villages had been wiped out and they had witnessed the tragic deaths of their parents in the hands of the men of this caravan.

All of them were unable to survive inside the cages.

But now, the cage was opened and the chance to survive was at hand.

In the face of survival, no matter who they were, they all had an instinctive desire to live.

Even the children in the other two cages were starving and weak, they stumbled out of their cages and ran away in random directions as the scene became chaotic.

Those men of the caravan chased the young slaves down the street as the children were all their property. Each of them could fetch a high price at the auction, so they wouldn't allow the auction to end in nothing.

The crowd who gathered around them was also scattering and surging in all directions.

In their eyes, the children in the cage were rare treasures.

However, some who were poor and could only watch from afar and unable to auction the young slaves off, were thinking of something else now.

They couldn't get the young slaves in a cage.

But a young slave that has left the cage had no owner now.

Plundering was really the normal affair under the law of jungle.

"Medea, it's done."

After the female guard secretly shattered the chains of the three cages, she immediately returned and reported to her.

She looked up at Medea as she didn't response after waiting for a few seconds.

She was startled.

At this moment, she was staring at the street as if she didn't even notice that the female guard was close at hand.

That kind of obsessive gaze made the female guard startled.

She had followed Medea for a long time, this kind of gazes were always from the warriors of the tribes when they saw her, Medea never showed this kind of gaze to others.

"Medea ..."

She slowly raised her head and called Medea.

Instead, Medea raised her hand and pointed to Jack Hughes on the street, "Look at that man."

"Is that the only slave in the cage?"

The female guard turned around and looked in the direction, but she frowned and said in confusion, "He's so stupid. He doesn't escape, but still protects behind those children. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

In fact, Jack didn't escape immediately after jumping out of the cage, but consciously followed behind the children who were running in all directions.

Even he himself wasn't sure why he acted in such a manner, as if there was always a voice admonishing him in his mind that the children were weaker and needed more time to escape than he did!

He wasn't a sage, but he was prompted by that inexplicable emotion which he even wasn't sure of.

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A thunderous roar crashed behind him.

"No!"

Medea and the female guard who had been watching Jack instantly changed their expressions at the same time.

In the twinkling of an eye, Jack turned back as the roar exploded.

In his line of sight, the leader of the caravan who was riding a strong horse had reached him. The war horse didn't stop but hissed and charged directly towards him.

His eyes narrowed abruptly and sparkled.

As he was about to dodge, his expression looked solemn in an instant.

He lowered his legs with a fury,

Bang!

There was a loud bang.

Jack was directly struck by the war horse, spitted out the blood and flew off.

"Why didn't he dodge?"

The female guard said in resentment.

With her understanding of martial arts, she knew that Jack clearly had the opportunity to dodge when the war horse charged towards him.

It was simply stupid as he didn't do so!

However, Medea's eyes flickered and her bleeding red lips murmured, "The children."

Children?!

The female guard instantly reacted.

Yes, he could have escaped quickly at the first time relying on the advantage of being an adult, instead he stayed until the end and protected the children when escaping.

At this point, the leader had rushed behind the children who were protected by Jack just now.

In the nick of time, the leader leaned down and grabbed a child with one hand and lifted him high amidst their terrified shrieks.

Then, he roared with his red eyes and a fierce look.

"Stop right there! Anyone who dares to run again will be killed!"

Boom!

Before his voice had died away, he slammed the child in his hand into the children who were running away in front of him, followed by a scream from the child.

All the children fell down, screaming and rolling on the ground.

The child who was thrown out even spurted out a mouthful of blood.

This scene made Medea's body to tremble. Soon her face turned chilling.

In an instant, a chill suddenly outburst from her body.

The female guard's expression looked extremely terrified.

At this moment, she even felt the chill completely overpowered the extreme coldness of the blizzard.

"Kill!"

Medea spat out a word from her mouth indifferently.

On the street, the leader threatened them viciously.

Some children who were fleeing in panic were truly frightened. Some who were less courageous stopped directly in their places and shivered.

As he saw this scene, his mouth curled up in a smug smile.

He knew that this was the right way for them to compromise.

If he hadn't been ruthless and simply chased after them, the consequential damage would have been far more costly than if he threatened the lives of a few children.

In his eyes, these young slaves were just livestock that used to earn money.

Although a few of them had lost, it was still a profitable trip as most of them were kept.

However, he felt complacent and was unaware that a figure in the midst of the chaos was coming silently and locking on him with a murderous intent, like a wolf hunting on the snowy plains. "Those who stay will live, those who are caught will be killed!"

He rode atop the horse and his eyes were scarlet and looked awe-inspiring at this moment.

He locked on a fleeing figure on the street and he was about to drive his horse forward with an arousal of murderous intent.

"Die!"

There was a loud bellow from the slant.

His expression changed dramatically and a homicidal intent haunted him.

He instinctively turned his head in panic.

In the line of sight, there was a cold flash.

Poof!

The blood spattered.

He froze and sensed a feeling of coldness and wet vaguely on his neck.

He saw a woman in animal robe, fell to the ground lightly like a feather with a sword which the bloodstain remaining on it.

His vision quickly blurred and eventually faded into darkness.

Plop!

He fell off the horse and became lifeless.

"Ah! He's dead!"

The chaotic street turned worse with this explosive roar.00000000