1:464 Attack on the Heavenly Path (5)

"Whoa, a

The nightmare of the wreck of the slave ship he had just now was still vivid in his mind, and he was so frightened that he was covered in a cold sweat.

"Mom?" It was pitch black all around. He seemed to be lying on a haystack, his bare body being pricked by the hay a little painfully.

That's right. It was supposed to be a large Roman mansion, a nobleman's house, a cellar for slaves. The cellar was dark and damp, with a musty smell. The boy was naked, and was bitten by mosquitoes in the dungeon.

In the dark cellar, the footsteps of someone could be heard. The man came to the boy with a torch.

"Hey, Arthur, we're meeting again. The faint light of the fire shone on the face of his brother Gonse.

The little boy looked at his brother in horror: "You Weishenme will be here" The answer is very simple. Pantoraken died because of Gonser's betrayal. This man betrayed his country to seek glory and allowed himself to gain nobility in Rome. Gonser, who had become a nobleman, bought Arthur, who had just arrived in Rome, in the slave market and sent him to this dungeon.

In order to humiliate the little boy, as Gonder had done to his brother since he was a child.

His dagger moved up and down the little boy's thigh, and soon cut off a piece of flesh from the little boy's leg.

"Are you still unkillable like that? Great. Gonser sneered sinisterly, "We can have fun again." You're the slave I bought for a hundred gold, hold on, don't be played to death by me so soon?" "No!!no!" In the darkness of the dungeon, the little boy cried out in despair as his former brother stabbed a dagger into his abdomen.

"Whoa

He was in a deep pit, his hands and feet were tied, and he couldn't move.

That's right, Gonse didn't manage to kill the little boy. Instead, the boy seized the opportunity to seize his master's dagger and stabbed Gondher to death with a single blow.

But he was a slave after all. Attacking the master is bound to be punished severely.

The Romans punished anti-slaves by gagging them and throwing them into a pit full of poisonous scorpions, where they were stung to death.

The slave was stung by poisonous insects and died in agony, but his mouth was gagged so that he could not even scream, and his hands and feet were bound so that he could not even struggle;

As a result, the tortured slave had to roll on the ground in agony, and the more he rolled, the more he was entangled and stung by more scorpions, until the toxin accumulated to the point of death, and all the internal organs were bleeding and exhausted, and his life ended in severe pain from the inside out.

The little boy was surrounded by an army of scorpions and closed his eyes in agony.

When he woke up this time, he couldn't remember what had happened.

He seems to have had a nightmare about being stung by a scorpion and woke up screaming?

No, did he call it?

He found himself in absolute darkness.

The sensation of the body was gone, and the body seemed to be stripped away, leaving only the soul floating in the void.

He remembers being a slave who was executed for betraying his master, but was secretly bought by a magician before his execution.

A young boy like him is the best material for a magician's experimental research. Magicians want to peek into the secrets of human souls, and they do everything they can to find out the strong-willed humans for study.

On the first night the boy fell into the hands of the magician, the magician dismembered the boy and made it into a living specimen for experimentation.

That's right, he can't see because he doesn't have eyes.

He didn't feel it because he had no body.

His head, the two hemispheres of the brain, the cerebellum and the brainstem, was taken out whole, soaked in culture fluid, and "lived" in this form.

The only thing the head soaked in the light green culture fluid could feel was the sharp needle that the magician had pierced on it.

It was the equipment used for experiments, and it was also the means to supply electricity to the head and maintain its vital activities.

Together, the electricity flowed into the little boy's head, causing a slight but constant throbbing pain

There is nothing he can do, there is nowhere to escape, he can only live forever like this.

Eternally, tormented by this throbbing, he cursed his unfortunate life

Help me!

Help me!

Who's going to save me!!!

Who's going to kill me!!!!!

"Ahh

No!

He clutched his torn head, he didn't want to see it anymore, he didn't want to hear it anymore, he didn't want to experience anything.

The stimuli of the outside world plunged him into eternal madness, and he dared not imagine it anymore!

"Don't! Don't! Let it stop! Let it stop!!" he cried.

"I'm not going to dream! I'm tired from dreaming, I'm tired! Please, let it stop!"

In the same darkness, two opposing figures gradually appeared.

One of them was a woman named Iglian.

Her dark eyes were full of anger and murderous intent, and she wanted to break the girl in front of her into pieces. The demonic serpent behind her was ready to move, ready to pounce at any moment.

And the other figure is Greenway. There was only indifference in her turquoise eyes.

The girl stood upright like a doll, emotionless, and her cold eyes stared at Egleen. The Holy Spirit White Phoenix behind her was also ready to attack at any time, intending to gnaw at the evil spirit giant snake in front of her.

After a moment of confrontation, Iglyn finally spoke: "Who the hell are you?weishenme to ruin my good deeds?!!Why do you come in so many times to disturb our happy life!" Greenway smiled disdainfully: "If your so-called [happiness] is to make Arthur dream endlessly, then your happiness is really superficial." "That's not a dream! they're all projections of us in countless parallel shijies!they're all real, we just need to find a place to settle in them-" "What will happen to Arthur's Shijie if you [move] Arthur's spirit to another shijie?"

"This Shijie's Arthur is going to die, right?" Greenway tossed out the answer she had already guessed.

"You're so selfish, Iglene. You only think about taking Arthur away and bringing him to your dreams, but you don't think about what will become of this [Shijie without Arthur]. "Do you think he'll be happy if you take him to another shijie?"

Wrong! Only truth can save him!-

Only truth can liberate him!

Igline muttered in a low voice, "Truth only makes him miserable." If you hadn't come to stir things up, he could have lived in his dreams without any pain. We could have lived happily as a family of three!" "Your happiness is based on the sacrifices of others!" I would never agree to you if I were Arthur!" shouted Greenway.

"He doesn't need to agree! he just needs to live happily!" retorted Igline.