Chapter 1594 The Desolate Tribes in the War Slave Area
"War slave area?"
Fang Fan frowned secretly, then strode forward in a circle.
"Are there any war slaves of the Desolate race?"
Fang Fan asked bluntly, at this moment, the person in charge of exchanging war slaves in the area is a young man in a white robe. Judging by the decoration, he should be a priest of the tenth rank. Seeing a bishop of the fifth rank like Fang Fan, he still seems a little cautious.
"Yes... yes... a group of slaves from the Desolate Race were just enshrined here..."
"My lord, please come inside."
The young man in white robes led the way respectfully, Fang Fan nodded secretly, followed behind without saying much.
Hao Yun also quickened his pace and followed directly.
"My lord, the war slaves of the Desolate race are generally rebellious, so most people are not willing to buy such slaves. If encounters happen on the battlefield, those stubborn Desolate people would rather die in battle than be captured. "
"The only surviving slaves of the Desolate race were basically captured after being injured, and then threatened them with the old and weak of the Desolate race, and then they gradually succumbed..."
"It's good to use them as cannon fodder, but in many cases, if you don't handle it properly, you are very likely to be backlashed by them... so we still have to take it seriously!"
The young man in white robe said while reminding.
Fang Fan didn't say much, just pondered sadly.
"My lord, the price/performance ratio of the war slaves of the Desolate race is too low... At the same price, we can definitely buy some more docile war slaves..."
"The war slaves of the Gaoyang clan are very good, and they would not choose to resist at all under normal circumstances..."
Hao Yun approached secretly, then said immediately.
Fang Fan glanced at Hao Yun indifferently, and then said, "Are you teaching me how to do things?"
Fang Fan learned this sentence from Dongguo Shengzhe, and it can be regarded as learning and using it now.
Hao Yun's body trembled, and he quickly shrank his neck, not daring to speak any more.
"I want as many slaves of the Desolate race as there are here."
Fang Fan waved his hand and said directly and calmly.
"Uh... this... currently there are more than 41,000 Desolate War Slaves in the Hall of Contribution..."
"Among them, there are 33,000 male slaves of the Desolate tribe and 8,000 female slaves of the Desolate tribe."
"The male slaves of the Desolate Race are all in the Emperor Realm and Quasi-Holy Realm."
"Among them, there are thirty-seven War Slaves of the Desolate Race in the Quasi-Holy Realm, and each exchange requires 1,000 contribution points!"
"There are 33,000 War Slaves of the Desolate Race in the Emperor's Realm, and each exchange requires ten contribution points!"
"There are 8,000 female barren war slaves, and each exchange requires five contribution points!"
"If you exchange all of them, you will need a total of 470,000 contribution points..."
The tenth-rank priest who was in charge of slave exchange said respectfully.
In the Temple of the Alliance of Light, there is a strict hierarchy, and the high-level priests have a high status compared to the low-level priests, so they should not be neglected easily.
"There are no Desolate children?"
With a thought, Fang Fan frowned and said.
"No...no..."
"The main reason is that it's not worth it. A child of the Desolate race is worth a contribution point. The key is that no one wants it. Therefore, even if they are captured on the battlefield, there is a high probability that they will be slaughtered directly."
The young man in white robe lowered his head and explained indifferently.
Fang Fan clenched his fists secretly, and took a deep breath. There was a sense of grief and indignation in his heart, but it was more of a kind of silence.
The law of the jungle preys on the strong, and the strong is king.