The anger of the villagers crackled in the flames, and the light of the fire reflected on their faces, the mottled shadows making them look deep and hideous. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The shadow of vengeance swayed wildly with the fire, like the ancestors who had drunk blood and danced around the bonfire.

"That's fine, right?" A villager asked.

"Hmm." The leader said, "I've heard that the people on the other side of the sea execute witches in this way, so that they can burn their witchcraft clean!" ”

In desperation, they returned to the village with the charred bones of the child, adding fuel to Sindra's actions and cruel methods. They called her a cruel witch who had stolen the power of divine psionic energy and done evil.

The boys of the village have proposed to get rid of this scourge, but they are weak and afraid of the mysterious powers that the people who return to the village talk about, and some say that they should report it to the Balance Sect, and those ninjas are the most authoritative experts in the field of demon extermination. But in the end, they decided to take dry wood and flint and set the witch's house on fire in the middle of the night, and burned the witch to death in her sleep.

They encouraged each other to be bold, and the old cabin looked eerie against the backdrop of the moon rings, like a witch's dwelling.

The first man threw the lighted firewood on the roof, and the second man immediately followed, as if he were rushing to the enemy's castle and planting his own flag.

The night was dry and windy, and the fire took advantage of the wind to burst forth, and the fire grew bigger and bigger, and the smoke filled the entire fire field, and the burned beams and trees continued to fall, and the broken wood, which was still burning, ignited other flammable things in the room.

Sindra was awakened by the smoke, and they were already in the midst of a treacherous fire. Karma jumped out of bed, even thinking it was a nonsensical nightmare.

Sindra had a composure that didn't match her age, as she had always had.

"We need to get out of here." Sindra took two steps in three steps and walked to the door of the bedroom, where the living room was blazing with fire, and the damp wooden dining table was lit and emitted thick black smoke. "With the current situation, leaving safely is not a big problem."

"Well, though, you wait a minute." As she spoke, Karma pulled out a key from under her pillow and inserted it into the keyhole of the small bedside cabinet.

"Really, I can't forget your precious scriptures." Sindra laughed at her, and then looked at the ceiling of the living room, trying to see which planks would burn in the next few dozen seconds, when she suddenly heard a loud crackling sound.

When he turned around, the broken wood was wrapped in a ball of flames, like a ball of flame, and smashed into Karma, who was squatting on the ground and carrying out the scriptures one by one from the small cabinet.

"Be careful!" The power of the mind stretched out in an instant, like an invisible hand, and threw itself at Karma.

She caught the falling plank with the power of her mind, but it had already hit the back of Karma's head, and Karma fell down with a low grunt, fainting, blood still flowing from between her black hair.

Sindra noticed for a split second the rusty nails on the plank.

If you go on like this, you'll get infected.

Violent emotions crushed the plank and the iron nails, and Sindra ran over and summoned the orb of life and pressed it against Karma's injured head, and the terrifying power continued to pour into it, and then turned into a light green life energy the color of budding grass, from which it flowed into Karma's body.

The surging psionic energy allowed her to see the black and hostile figures beyond the fire, and she heard their vicious voices.

"Kill her."

"Kill this witch!"

Sindra gritted her teeth.

The ranger saw the fire and smoke in the forest and rushed to the scene.

"Hey! What are you doing! Karma-sama is inside! ”

"What? Isn't this a witch's house? Why did the Elders of Kalmar ...... in it"

"Hurry up—put out the fire first!"

In a panic, the villagers rushed to the burning house to rescue the youngest elder of Ionia who was known for his psionic powers, when a stream of emerald green energy overflowed from the flames, and they were like countless silk threads, twisting and extinguishing the burning flames one by one.

Even this way of extinguishing the fire carries a fierce hatred.

They spotted Karma in the charred ruins, and the silver-haired witch stood beside her, her eyes hidden in the shadow of the silver hair.

The green psionic power that emanated from her whole body was quickly dyed pure black, and the aura of that energy was like the color of this abyss, and several people with weak minds immediately fell into the illusion of fear under its influence, they screamed in terror, knelt on the ground, and scratched their cheeks with their fingernails.

Dark energy poured into the earth, and there seemed to be countless cracks on the surface, densely filled with black lines, and black flames suddenly rose.

"Never forgive." She said, "Never forgive!" ”

……

When Karma woke up, she was sitting in a bumpy carriage, with the precious scriptures left behind by Mama Tara sitting beside her seat.

The coachman told her that the house had caught fire last night, and that an evil witch had done it, and that almost all those present had gone mad. The council of village elders decided to let her live in the village from now on.

She didn't see Sindra.

No one knew where Sindra was.

The Sect of Equilibrium is hunting her down, and the House of Elders has issued a Class A wanted notice. In the end, it is said that Kenan, the elder brother of the Equilibrium Sect, and Shin Shin of the new star caught her together.

Karma met Sindra again in the cold bars.

"Why? Why do that...... You give up your power, and I won't let them kill you. Please, press the mudra, and I will protect you in the future. She held the bars in both hands, tears streaming down her face.

Sindra was as cold as frost. "Restraint? These stubborn old things just don't want to put their power on a freewheeling person. Responsibility, that argument is disgusting. They want to rely on that ridiculous thing to firmly control the strong. But strength is a gift. God has the greatest power, so He sets the rules that everything in the world can only obey. But they must speak of restraint above all else. They want the strong to be subservient to the rules of the weak, and to rely on ethereal honor and morality to willingly become slaves under the rule of these rules. If I had agreed to such a thing, I would have been like a dog that could have bitten the throat of the mighty fellow at any moment and take all that man, but would wag his tail diligently and rejoice in the few bones that had been thrown at me. ”

"Please. Please...... As long as you give up this power, I can definitely ...... I can definitely save you......" Karma repeated, pleading with her friend.

"Alright Karma, this is my own path. There has never been peace in this land, and some are only self-deceptive. ”

……

Like a drowning man, Karma emerged from his memories and breathed in the cool air of the night.

She remembered the moment she attacked the Noxian army with a psionic spell not long ago, and she buried her cheeks between her arms and muttered, "That's right, Syndra...... Our hearts are no longer at peace. ”

"Sorry to bother, but—" She heard a clear man's voice ringing through the room, and looked up to see Reginald's white-robed figure appear in the doorway.

He opened his lips and Karma heard what he was saying.

"There are too many truths in this world, and each of them sounds quite reasonable, but if you hesitate for this, you will never be able to step on your own path."