The most powerful wizard in the magic world

The carriage slowly drove through the muddy road, and the wheels made a heavy sound in the mud. The prisoners in the carriage were covered with black cloth and locked with iron chains, unable to move freely. They talked in low voices, with different expressions, and the atmosphere was filled with tension and uneasiness.

"Sixth Brother, did you hear that?" A voice broke the silence with a low but firm tone.

"I heard it, I heard it!" Lao Liu raised his head. Although his eyes were covered with black cloth, he could still feel the breath of the outside world. His voice was brisk, as if to cover up his inner uneasiness.

"They said there will be a trial tonight." This was Lao Qi's voice, filled with deep fear. "I heard that this time it's not just a trial, there may also be..."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Lao Ba interrupted, his voice full of denial, "We can't give up hope because of momentary fear, and we can't let their rumors shake our faith!"

"Who do you think you are, a savior?" Lao Jiu sneered, his tone full of contempt, "Here, everyone is going to die, don't fool yourself."

The carriage stopped on a muddy slope, with a sharp brake sound, and the figures in the carriage shook involuntarily. A few seconds later, a soldier came over and lifted the black cloth stiffly, revealing the pale faces of the prisoners.

"Be quiet and get off the bus!" the soldier shouted, his eyes flashing coldly. He stepped back and signaled the prisoners to get off the bus.

Lao Liu's heart trembled. Although he knew that he would face this moment sooner or later, he still felt a little scared. He whispered to Lao Qi beside him, "Are you ready?"

"I... I don't know." Lao Qi lowered his head with a complicated expression, "If it is really a trial, what should we do?"

"No matter what, there is hope as long as we are alive." Lao Ba encouraged, trying to shake off his depressed mood, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if to comfort himself.

"Whatever you think, I don't hold out hope." Lao Jiu said coldly, "In the end, the bodies will all be thrown into the wilderness."

The carriage door was opened, and the prisoners got off the carriage one by one. There was a suffocating sense of oppression in the air, as if someone would be taken away at any time and end their life.

"Stand still!" A stern command rang out, like a sharp sword cutting off all the noise.

The prisoners stood in a row mechanically, the black cloth still covering their vision, but at this moment, it also made them feel a little fearless. Several soldiers held weapons and stared at the prisoners in front of them with indifference, as if they were considering their strength.

"List." The leader ordered coldly.

One of the soldiers who followed quickly took out a list and began to call out the names: "Li San, Wang Wu, Chen Ba... Yes, it's all you."

"We were wrong, can we be forgiven?" Lao Liu couldn't help but ask, hoping to get a glimmer of hope.

"Humph, do you think you are still qualified to talk about forgiveness?" The leader glared at him, "You are criminals, you deserve to die, don't fool yourself!"

"Even criminals have human rights!" Lao Ba shouted angrily, knowing that this might be one of his few chances to fight back. His voice echoed in the air, even causing a whisper.

"Rights? Do you still count on these things?" The leader couldn't bear to listen any longer and stepped forward. "You are just a bunch of lambs to be slaughtered. If you dare to resist, expect rivers of blood to flow!"

The atmosphere suddenly became tense. Lao Qi was shocked, but he could do nothing. The prisoners around him exchanged glances with each other, and a spark ignited in their hearts, although the spark seemed insignificant. They knew that life and death were at hand, but they still had a trace of unyielding fighting spirit in the face of suffering.

"We are not prepared, let's wait a moment!" Lao Jiu spoke, the trembling in his voice could not hide the fear in his heart.

"What are you waiting for?" The leader sneered, "Do you think there is a chance to wait? There will only be one result if you wait till the end of time!"

A surge of courage suddenly surged in Lao Liu's heart: "Even if I die, I will not give up the resistance!"

His words were like a tinderbox, and the prisoners around him gradually took action. They struggled with all their might, trying to break free from the shackles of the black cloth, and even shouted each other's names, eager to unite in this moment of crisis.

Unexpectedly, this scene led to a more violent crackdown. A soldier raised his knife, and although he was full of hesitation, he still took action. Just as the tip of the knife was about to touch someone's face, another comrade pointed a gun at him and said, "Don't be stupid, they are prisoners, and it's not worth our efforts for them!"

"You just want to watch them die? Don't you have any conscience in your heart?" the soldier retorted, extremely emotional.

“Conscience?” The leader snorted coldly, “Anyone who talks about conscience nowadays is stubborn! Come on, attack!”

At this time, the prisoners were even more desperate, their eyes were filled with tears, it was heartbreaking. The seventh brother held the hand of the sixth brother tightly with his right hand, and murmured: "No matter what, we can't surrender! We are born free, even if all this is a nightmare!"

Lao Liu nodded vigorously, a fire already burning in his heart. "Courage is not fearlessness, but never giving in!"

Just as the two were preparing to muster up the courage to resist, a loud bang was heard, and the entire square fell into chaos. It turned out that a hole was blown open in the distant city wall, and a group of rebels rushed in. Their faces were blurred, and they shouted at the soldiers: "Put down your weapons! Surrender, give them a chance!"

The soldiers were panicked and fled in all directions, and those who stayed behind also lost the confidence to resist in a daze. The Sixth, Seventh, Eighth and Nineth looked at each other in disbelief.

"Is this... our chance?" Lao Ba muttered to himself, with a hopeful glimmer in his eyes.

"Go!" Lao Liu gave the order decisively, and rushed to the other side of the square with his companions. Their steps were mixed with the hope of life and the desire for the future. Even if the road ahead was full of thorns, they would never give up their freedom again.