Madame Longsword shivered, and the room became unusually cold. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info or is it just her imagination?

"I said his name twice," she continued, and did so, then drove a second nail next to the first.

She stared down in shock, and about a hundred yards away, a dark figure appeared in the moonlight. It was completely still. Lady Longsword gasped and turned her attention back to her unfinished business.

"I said his name three times," she said, again by naming the killers of her husband and children, and then hammering the last nail.

An ancient vengeful spirit appeared before her, standing in the doorway, and Lady Longsword took a few steps back in surprise, unconsciously gasping for air.

This otherworldly creature is dressed in ancient armor, her flesh translucent and glowing with a ghostly glow. The black mist that enveloped her was like a living shroud.

With a shrill metallic cry, the wraith pulled the Spear of Darkness from her breastplate, where she had lost her life to the ancient weapon.

She threw her spear in front of Lady Longsword. There are no words, and there is no need for words. Lady Longsword knows what she will gain - revenge, and knows the price to pay: her own soul.

The ghost watched, her face expressionless and her eyes burning with unyielding rage, as Lady Longsword picked up the weapon of betrayal.

"I swear... To proceed.... Vengeance," Lady Longsword said with a shudder, flipping her spear over and pointing it at her heart. "I swear by my blood, I swear by my soul."

She stopped. Her husband may beg her to turn back on this path, or he may beg her not to use his soul for this transaction. She hesitated. The undead are still watching.

Lady Longsword frowned when she remembered her husband's death, cut down by his sword and axe. When she thought of the child lying on the ground again, her determination was like a cold stone. She gripped the spear tightly.

"Help me," she pleaded, and made a decision. "Please help me kill him."

She plunged the spear deep into her chest.

Lady Longsword's eyes widened and she knelt down, she tried to speak, but only blood came out of her mouth.

The ghost watched her die, still expressionless.

As the last stream of blood flowed through her body, the shadow of Lady Longsword crawled onto her feet. She looked down in amazement at her fugitive hands, then at her unoblivious corpse, lying in a pool of blood. Shadow's face was expressionless, and a ghostly sword appeared in her hand.

An ethereal rope, smaller than a ray of light, connected the newly formed shadow to the vengeful spirit she had summoned. Through their connection, Lady Longsword saw a different side of her, who had been a venerable warrior when she was alive: tall and proud, her armor glittering. She behaves confidently without being arrogant: a natural leader, a natural warrior. Lady Longsword should shed her blood for such a commander.

Behind the ghost's wrath, she resonates with her - they have the same painful experience, both betrayed by others.

"Your business is ours," said Callista, the spear of vengeance. Her voice was very low. "Now, we will unite and embark on the path of revenge."

Lady Longsword nodded.

Then, the shadow of the vengeful ghost and the lady of the sword disappeared into the darkness. ”

Then, a mechanical female voice sounded in my head again.

Callista is a vengeful ghost, an immortal vengeful spirit, a nightmare summoned from the Isle of Shadows to hunt down the perfidious. Victims of betrayal will hope for revenge with blood and tears, but Callista will only pick and choose what she thinks is justified, answer the call, and use her killing skills. Misfortune will inevitably befall all those targeted by Callista, as there is only one way for the Death Hunter to break his vows, and that is through the ruthless aura of her soul javelin.

Callista was a noble general and her uncle was a great king, but no one remembers their kingdom. She adhered to the code of honor throughout her life, and at the same time demanded the same standards of loyalty from others, and even to her king and queen. Her king made many enemies, and during an assassination attempt at the behest of a vassal king, Callista was quick to prevent the tragedy from happening. Although the king is safe and sound, Callista has caused misfortune for the queen. The Assassin's blade was poisoned, and Callistag slashed the Queen's arm. The king summoned all the famous doctors, priests, and magicians, but no one was able to remove the poison from the queen's body. Even his own magic in the past can only delay the time of poisoning. The grief-stricken king sends Callista out in search of a cure. Before leaving, Callista tasked Hekarim of the Iron Order to protect the king's safety in her place. He reluctantly accepted the task, jealous that he had not been promised to go with Callista.

Callista traveled the world, visiting learned scholars, hermits, and mystical places in search of an antidote, but in vain. Eventually, she heard that there was an island of legends that mortals could not see, and that it was said to hide the secret of eternal life: Fukuko Island. She set sail with her last hope. The inhabitants of Fukumitsu Island knew about her quest and were impressed by her pure motives, so they led her boat to the beaches of Fukumitsu Island. CallistaCallista begged them to heal the queen, and the island's master asked Callista to bring the queen to the island and let them cleanse her body. When Callista returned to the ship, the islanders told her of an arcane spell that she had used to pass through the protective magic veil around Fuguang Island, but the islanders warned her not to reveal the secret to anyone else. Callista sailed back to her homeland, but it was too late, and the queen was already dead.

The king, driven into madness by his grief, chained himself and his queen's bodies to a tower. When the king learned of Callista's return, he immediately demanded that she tell her what he had discovered. Callista's heart was heavy, she had never broken her oath of allegiance to the king, but she remembered the islanders' warnings, and knew that it was useless to return to Fukuko Island with the dead body, so she could only refuse to answer. The king declared her guilty of deceit and put her in prison until she repented. After Callista was imprisoned, Hekarim advised her to report the truth to the king. He urged her to help the king mourn and make sure that if he could not resurrect the queen, let him accept the queen's death and allow the dead to be buried on the island of Fuguang. The two of them work together to ease the King's madness and bring him back to his senses without causing more damage. Calista hesitated, sensing something wrong with Hecarim's proposal, but she agreed.