Sakaar was engulfed in war. Though the planet had a population in the tens of millions, its severely deformed slave society had bred an extremely unstable social structure. All it took was a single spark to ignite a blaze that would overturn everything.
Luo Xia was that spark now. Combined with his identity as the master of Wildfire Mars, it was remarkably fitting.
After leaving behind several crates of Healing Serum and two hundred green-skinned orcs to tend to the wounded, Luo Xia led the remaining three hundred Spartans... no, three hundred green-skinned orcs, with Hulk clearing the way. They crushed everything in their path, and Luo Xia did not even need to lift a finger.
Luo Xia had no time to distinguish between oppressed slaves and mercenaries paid to fight. Anyone who dared stand in his way was killed.
Through frenzied slaughter, they carved a bloody path straight toward Grandmaster.
To win over these green-skinned orcs, it was not enough to rescue their kin. He also had to avenge them. Grandmaster's head would naturally serve to win their loyalty.
However, Luo Xia had miscalculated one thing: Grandmaster's courage. This ruler of Sakaar owned the largest arena in the universe, yet he was no warrior himself. After Luo Xia freed all the slaves, Grandmaster chose to flee without hesitation.
By the time Luo Xia led the orcs into Sakaar's tallest building, all he found were empty rooms. That bastard had even taken the furniture with him.
Luo Xia asked Valkyrie helplessly, "Is Grandmaster really that afraid of death? I only brought three hundred people. His guards number at least tens of thousands, don't they?"
Valkyrie replied helplessly, "You released Sakaar's slaves, so this planet is finished. Even if his guards were ten times more numerous, staying here would only mean