In the vast night, Qin Song re-boarded the Howl of Death and sailed towards the vast sea, and under the temptation of gold coins, more slaves would be sent here in a steady stream.

At midnight, the tiredness returned to zero, Qin Song gained 13 mental points, and the Death Howl slowly sank into the sea in the distance of the Black Stone Castle.

In the hazy mist, Qin Song re-ascended the battlements of the Black Stone Castle, and could see from a distance that the lights were still on in the workshop. If nothing else, Alice and Linda are working on how to get the seeds to germinate.

In another small stone castle, Elena, who had been fighting her father for a day, was lying on a small wooden bed, staring at the dark corner of the room with her clear brown eyes.

There, there's a little mouse sniffing out something.

It was a strange feeling to pierce through the darkness, and when she focused, her eyes could easily see through the darkness and see the smooth fur of the little mouse. After a short period of time, the eyes began to sour, and the darkness returned.

On the contrary, during the daytime, the stronger the light, the more blurred the scene. In the middle of the day, looking directly at the sun, she would even lose all her vision in an instant.

His father, Dalin, thought it was an eye disease that Elena had suffered from during those dark years. The serf trader Quettane once punished Elena by imprisoning her in a dark cave for more than half a month.

Thinking of the smiling and hateful-looking demon, Elena hated it so much that if she were given a dagger, she would not hesitate to pierce Quettane's heart.

Tossing and turning, gritting her teeth for a while, exhaustion swept over, Elena clenched her teeth, clenched her fists, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

In the dream where the fire of hatred burned everywhere, Elena looked at her home in ruins in despair, and a mocking smirk echoed in the flames.

"Justice may be late. A solemn and majestic voice rolled in from all directions, instantly suppressing all the sneers: "But it will never be absent." ”

This time, Elena's mind seemed to be more awake than the last time, her citrine-like pupils, looking around for the source of the voice: "Where are you?"

"I am everywhere! Eternal dreams are my dwelling, I observe all injustice, and the wicked are destroyed in repentance before my great vengeful power. ”

"Are you a god who lives in dreams?" Elena looked confused, "But in dreams, how do you get rid of the bad guys?"

"The power of vengeance is my great gift. "Elena's situation is very complicated, and that unforgettable hatred may only be able to subside by stabbing the enemy's head.

"Righteousness stretches out its scepter to you, and I want you to reign in the blood of your enemies. Their souls will be judged justly, and all sins will be punished by heaven. ”

"Can you really get me revenge?" Elena bit her lip, a murderous look in her eyes: "I'm cursing them all the time!"

"Those who believe in righteousness will receive justice!" The voice was full of confidence and majesty: "And I am justice!"

"If this dream is true, I am willing to believe in you!" Elena nodded firmly, while clenching her fists: "I will use my own blood to clarify the meaning of justice." ”

"Child, I can relate to your hatred. But if you uphold the righteous creed in your heart, you are a qualified judge! I exist in dreams and in reality. What you have been through, I have seen with my own eyes. ”

"Now, then—prove yourself!"

In the boundless darkness, a sturdy figure suddenly appeared, but his face was hazy, only a pair of hands with conspicuous emerald rings, and at the same time let out a cruel smile: "Your father is no longer a craftsman, never! It seems that these hands are no longer needed! ha......"

Elena's mood began to fluctuate violently, so much so that she trembled all over, and her eyes showed indescribable horror. Although she told herself countless times that she would not hesitate to stab Quettane in the heart with a dagger, the long-term psychological oppression caused a huge psychological shadow.

Helpless, panicked and trembling. Elena realized that she was far from being as brave as she thought.

"You're scared!" Quettane's shadow tone was full of mockery, and he slowly came to her, his blurred face melted into the darkness, he reached out and flashed a dagger, "Take it!"

Under the tall shadow, the thin pair of Elena trembled to the extreme, her eyes stared at the dagger, and her hands trembled unconsciously, as if she had lost control and could not lift it at all.

"Fear!"

"Panic!"

"Incompetent!"

A burst of ridicule came, and it seemed so harsh. Top Mobile/

"Come on, pierce me in the heart!" Quettane's shadow tore open the placket of his chest, revealing his strong pectoral muscles, and drew a circle on it with his hand: "Here, kill with one blow!"

"I ...... I ......" Elena's teeth chattered, a piercing mockery echoed in her mind, her father's bloody hands appeared before her eyes, and at last, the anger of hatred began to ignite.

Her hand suddenly moved, and she slowly lifted up, picking up the dagger that shimmered with cold light, and her eyes fell on Quettane's heart.

"Be brave, child!" the mighty voice rang out from all around: "Righteous Judge, fearless!

Elena held the dagger in both hands, and her arms could not stop sifting as if they were holding a thousand pounds.

"Rubbish!" Quettane began to scoff again: "Even in my dreams, you are afraid of me! Huh?"

The word waste was like a sharp knife that stabbed Elena in the heart, and a cry rang out in her head: "No, I'm not waste!"

"Your father's hand, it deserves to come again...... Huh?"

The word father completely ignited Elena's fire of revenge, and almost instantly, as if she had changed into a different person, she suddenly raised her dagger and stabbed it hard at Quettane's heart. 手机端 一秒記住『→m.\B\iq\u\g\\o\m』 provides you with wonderful \ novel reading.

With a pop, warm blood splashed Elena's face, she held the dagger in both hands, her eyes were blood-red, and she roared: "For my father!"

The moment the dagger plunged into Quettane's heart, something seemed to be released in Elena's body, and she felt a sense of exhilaration.

"In the end, you did it!" Quettane's shadow instantly dissipated, and the blood on her face was still warm, and the solemn voice came: "But your courage is far from enough, the great power of revenge needs a strong man to match it." ”

"I want to be strong!" Elena bravely raised her head, "I believe in you, the great judge of justice, the nemesis of all evil, the embodiment of the power of revenge, the majestic Krem!"

Yes, she remembered, and finally realized that this was the god who taught her!

"Very well! Open your will and enlightenment will come to you. Believe in me thoroughly. The great power of revenge will be poured into you!"

"I'm willing to be your believer!" Elena fell to one knee and bowed her head respectfully.