When Owen awoke, he found himself lying on a wooden bed, wearing an old gray robe that did not belong to him and was slightly wide, and he looked around to find that it was a very simple wooden house, with nothing but a few pieces of simple wooden or rattan furniture

Where am I, Owen thought, and now his hand naturally pressed to the side of the bed, just pressed against a stiff tying thing, Owen cast his eyes over, and found that it was a sword, an extremely ordinary iron sword, except for the black mark left by the fire, Owen reached out and grabbed the sword

It was so familiar that the moment I grabbed the sword, a terrifying sense of familiarity swept over me, and I must have picked it up before, and had done terrible things with him--Owen suddenly a feeling welled up in his heart, and suddenly this image suddenly appeared in his mind:

Through the bright red and pitch black, I saw that I was approaching a group of people step by step, I was holding this sword in my hand, the body of the sword had been eroded by the black qi on my body, and the group of people showed helpless and worried expressions towards me, where did I, oh, I recognized that this was the big cave where I lived when I first arrived on the Isle of Death, and the people here were all survivors from all over Olopa who had survived from the brink of death, and what was waiting for them would be Ghoul Island, Deathmatch, The cruel trial was finally implanted with demon blood, more than ten years have passed, and I am the only one who can survive until the end, and now the demon blood has successfully dissolved with my blood, and the others are useless...... Kill them all, let me see your strength, the voice of the prison warden Buyos sounded in my ears, I wanted to resist, but under the constraints of magic, I couldn't disobey Buyos's orders, I mechanically raised the sword eroded by the black gas, rushed into the crowd, slashed and slashed, some sat and waited, some fought back, and some scrambled to dodge...... Anyone who is touched by the sword is entangled in black, and then burned to ashes in a black flame called karmic fire, and there is no exception, and this slaughter makes me feel inexplicably excited, happy, and happy......

No, Owen immediately cleared his mind from the terrible sight

Is that really me, I would actually take pleasure in killing, and Owen shook his head vigorously trying to get rid of those horrible thoughts

Owen pushed open the wooden door with his sword and walked outside the house

He found himself at the bottom of a valley, full of grass, flowers, and trees, filled with the scent of birds and flowers, like a beautiful garden of peace and tranquility, a stream ran through the middle of the meadow, Owen came to the stream, looked at the crystal clear water and the small fish swimming in the water, and he felt a burning dryness in his throat, Owen put down his sword, took the stream in his hand, and drank a sip of the incomparably cool stream, as soon as it entered his throat, it immediately brought him infinite comfort

Have I ever been here with this sense of déjà vu?

After drinking the water from the stream, Owen actually asked himself such a question, and it seemed that he had forgotten what had happened not long ago in this fairyland-like valley

Without much thought, Owen picked up his sword again, crossed the stream, and searched for the edge of the valley

He walked in front of the withered flowers and plants, and Owen looked at the bottom of the cliff more than 60 meters in front of him, there was a dark cave at the bottom of the cliff, which seemed to be the entrance and exit of the valley to the outside world, and between the place where Owen was standing and the cave, all the flowers and plants withered, including two small trees growing on both sides of the cave entrance, and the rest of the valley was full of life, and it was a world of difference

Owen walked all the way forward, he found that the vegetation on the ground was not only withered, but even left traces of fire in several places, and then he saw a pile of white ash on the ground in front of the cave entrance - it already looked like the ashes left by something after it was completely burned, and the smell of burning remained in the air around it, Owen was curious, and pulled the pile with his sword, and suddenly something covered in ash was revealed

Ah, Owen exclaimed, looking at the thing in surprise

It was a human hand, Owen crouched down to look closely, it looked like it was a human hand, the skin of the left watch had been blackened by the fire, the water had been steamed dry, and the fingers and the base of the wrist had been neatly cut off with a sharp object

It was she, Owen, who recognized the identity of the owner of this withered left hand, and although he was unrecognizable, he would never forget this hand, which had been constantly ravaging and tormenting him for two years, bringing him infinite fear and pain, a left hand belonging to the dark alchemist Kassandrona

Why is that wicked woman's hand here, is this pile of white ashes...... To test his point, Owen continued to pluck the ashes with his sword, looking for evidence to corroborate his suspicions

Soon, Owen found a small amount of crystals that had been melted from the glass and had turned into silicon-like crystals stuck to the ground

The alchemist had been carrying flasks, test tubes and other glass products for a long time, and Owen could basically conclude that this pile of white ashes should be the ashes of the woman that Owen had dreamed of killing

In the withered grass around the ashes, there were still traces of being rolled back and forth, and it seemed that the woman had been burned alive by the fire, and had struggled painfully before she died, and the flames burned thoroughly, and the woman had not even a trace of her symbolism as a human being, and if it were not for the left hand, which had been cut off before the burning, there would be no way to verify her identity

Seeing that his most hated enemy had turned into a pile of ashes, Owen felt indescribable relief in his heart, but then he was occupied by a sense of loss, and it was a pity that he could not kill this woman with his own hands, Owen felt very sorry that if this woman fell into his hands, he would have to use all the most painful torture inflicted on her, first on her heart, and then crushing her little by little, to listen to her screams of pain, the sound must be extremely beautiful, haha--Owen fantasized about his torture of Kassandron- - This despicable cripple, no matter how cruel he treats her, should be returned tenfold and hundredfold of what she has done to herself in the past two years, and let her taste them one by one......

Ha ha...... Hahahaha...... Hahahahaha...... Owen laughed wildly, and he raised his long sword and slashed at Kassandrona's ashes, and the sword aura from the swing of the sword swept the ashes to both sides

Teenager, even if there are a thousand sins in this life, they have disappeared with the end of her life, why are you still so persistent, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind Owen

Who Owen turned around and found the emptiness behind him, what are you, sneaky bastard, get out of here

Put away your anger or you will become a senseless monster again

I...... I became a monster

It looks like you've forgotten what happened half a year ago

Half a year ago, half a year ago, Owen was even more confused and shouted at the empty valley

In retrospect, the voice rang in Owen's ears again

At this time, another scene appeared in Owen's mind: he was wrapped in a black gas full of resentment, and he broke into this beautiful valley with his sword, he trampled on the flowers and plants, ravaged the creatures he saw, and the place he walked became a burning path of black flames, and behind Owen, the necromancer who manipulated him with a spell followed in his footsteps; But after a sudden pain, Owen suddenly broke free and launched a counter-attack on the necromancer behind him, Owen rushed towards one of them without hesitation, a woman in his subconscious was full of deep hatred for this woman, the woman was shocked, and hurriedly raised her hand to block the sword that had been cut off, and then the black gas wrapped around the woman's body, turning into black flames until she burned her to ashes......

Call...... Call...... Owen lying on the ground, this scene is so real, did I kill her, it turned out that I killed her with my own hands, Owen muttered to himself, ha, have I already taken revenge, but ...... But why don't I have the pleasure of revenge?

Hatred is a curse, revenge will only bring more pain, and it will never make people happy, and even if it can feel happiness, it is illusory and unreal, put down the hatred and the sword in your hand, and you will be freed from the curse called 'hatred'

It's ridiculous that you actually told me to put down my sword and not take revenge, hum, it's nonsense, Owen scoffed, the reason why I didn't feel happy after revenge is because the enemy hasn't died yet, my revenge is not finished, I was captured on the island of death, forced me to kill each other with my good brother who was born to die, damn the necromancer leader in the black hood, damn it, and the paladin who killed Uncle Merkne, deserve to die, these people deserve to die, I will kill them one by one until they are all dead, and then I will definitely feel the thrill of revenge

Stop that childish and dangerous thought, you will only rekindle your demons again, listen to me, put down your sword, let go of your hatred

I don't care if I want revenge, no one can stop me before the enemy dies, if you're going to be nosy, then I'll kill you first, Owen roared into the air, and a faint circle of black gas faintly appeared around him

Suddenly, a breeze swept past Owen, and a man in a blue robe stood behind him at some point.