The cold wind was bleak, and the gray sky was sprinkled with goose feather snowflakes, one after another. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info seems to want to cover up the sins of this heaven and earth, but he has never been able to wash away the clear ripples.

The raging waves of the wild sea, the white turbid ripples of the waves crashed against the stone shore paved with blue rock, and the mottled and interlaced places with the vicissitudes of history were stained with large mosses, telling the heaviness of antiquity.

On both sides of the pavement that has long been smoothed by time, soldiers in inky black armor are separated, and they are like dragons, occupying the entire wide and old dock. The big difference is that they all carry a bull's head, and the long, thick and curved horns are sharp and heavy, and the surface with a thick dark toning has accumulated great strength. The muscles of the strong arms were bulging, undulating like mountains, and the calloused palms were gripping a giant axe, exuding a murderous aura in the cold.

Greenland's docks, located on the border directly north of the continent of Ello, just across the bounds of the Endless Sea, are the closest to the forgotten land of Klosesko.

Click!

A bright gold pocket watch shimmered brightly in the gloom and gloom, flying up and down.

A low figure on the neat and wide road crossed the many checkpoints, and those minotaurs did not dare to make a mistake, they lowered their heads slightly, and lowered their eyebrows.

He was dressed in black and white gentleman's clothes, less than one meter two tall, and his tall top hat was fifty or sixty centimeters, completely covering his body. The corners of the tuft-like coat dragged on the ground, the single-rimmed glasses hung from a chain in the right eye, and the red bow on the chest added to the comical edge.

Known as the most cunning and changeable race in the world, the Goblins are also important members of the Ello Business Association, and their footprints are all over the mountains and seas, and their greed is known to the world.

Da Da Da -

After a little trot, a tall figure appeared at the end of the road, he was dressed a little shabby, his clothes were like rags, a scarf was wrapped around his head, his sloppy face was tired, his chin was full of embarrassing stubble, and a mouthful of bad yellow teeth emitted a foul smell.

"Oh, Lord Calby, Ambila bless, I've finally found you. The person who came laughed and rubbed his hands constantly, looking like a philistine.

The goblin held a black elbowed cane in his right hand, showed his pitch-black calfskin shoes, raised his head proudly, and said, "My dear companion Bilis, Ambila is on top, your slaves have helped me a lot!"

Billis licked his chapped lips and whispered, "Lord Calby, there are three thousand slaves in total, so this reward..."

"Of course!" Calbi untied the bag hanging from his waist and threw it casually, "It's all here!"

"Ahh

"I'll leave first. Calby said casually, taking his own small steps.

"Wait!" Billis, who had eyes that were about to turn into money symbols, was a little angry, and he suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a trembling voice, "Lord Calby, why is there only 10,000 gold coins, is it true...

When Kalbi heard this, his face suddenly gloomy, and he leaned over and said, "Bilis, please pay attention to your words and deeds! Who are you talking to!"

"Hug, I'm sorry, Lord Calby!" Billis felt a thrill, finally remembering something, and bent down and trembled.

"Alright. Calby's face softened slightly, and he raised a weird smile again, rubbing his right thumb and middle finger constantly, "It's not good for this kind of thing to make a big fuss, not to mention that the state of your slaves is not very good, so--"

"Damn vampires, why won't Ambila let you go to hell?" Bilis cursed in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it directly, but still flatteringly took a small bag from his bosom and offered it.

"Aha, I like to talk to smart people. Calbie laughed and slapped his top hat, "Hey, I remember, and there's a pay!"

Looking at another bag that Calibi pulled out, Beasley finally let out a sigh of relief, this damn goblin profiteer, every time he asks us to contribute oil and water, or maybe he will stumble on you.

A total of 20,000 gold coins was enough for Bilis to squander all over Erlo, and sure enough, trading with demons was the most profitable, and it was not in vain that he carried his head to do this kind of thing every time.

"Lord Calby, since there is nothing to do, then I will step down first. ”

"Go, go, go. Calbi said impatiently, he smiled coldly as Billis quietly walked away, and lifted the corner of the dress, where three bags were lying quietly, "It's thirty thousand again, hehe!"

"Ahh

I saw a demonic creature flapping a pair of flesh wings and flying slowly, his body was stout, his muscles were angular, his forehead had three long horns protruding, a circle of long white hair fluttering in the wind on the back of his head, and four fangs in his mouth were incomparably sharp.

His face was ugly, hideous, twisted, and vicious, with a large steel fork curled in his slender tail, and a thick whip in his big hand with only three fingers, like a poisonous snake watching.

Syllable!

The long whip rubbed the air violently, and a scream roared like a ghost crying wolf, and it slammed to the ground, faintly filled with cracks.

The loud noise broke the silence and made the slaves on the side terrorize their feet.

Smack!

Suddenly, a thin figure staggered to the ground, his lips were purple, his face was as white as paper, and his dark eyes were cold and desperate.

And the most impressive thing is his ugly face! distorted features, hunched back, withered sparse hair of uneven length, a pair of large front teeth bulging at the cracked lips, swollen limbs, and strange deformities!

"Huh?" the demon stretched out a long, scarlet tongue, and the sticky saliva dripped down the ground, making a sizzling sound of corrosion. "It's the ugliest human I've ever seen!

At this moment, the demon's eyes were fixed, and he did not hesitate to draw another whip, and the target was the little boy! There is no doubt that this whip is solid, and this originally weak little guy will die because of it!

At this critical moment, no one dared to come forward, and their numb bodies subconsciously took a step back and watched! Some even let out a long breath and showed happy faces! Many more still showed disdain, even though they were also slaves, they still rose up with a pathetic sense of superiority after seeing the boy's ugly face.

The little boy looked at it mechanically, perhaps he had long been disappointed in this indifferent world. He closed his eyes, and suddenly felt very relieved, perhaps death was a relief rather than lingering!

Smack!

As the minutes and seconds passed, the fiery pain that the little boy had expected did not come, was this what death was like? Is it really as the priest said that there is no sorrow?

But when he tried to open his eyes, he found that his cold and stiff body was in a warm embrace, and a man of about thirty years old was holding him tightly, his hands around his body, not caring about the stench and filth, and his face was filled with a smile, like a ray of sunshine in winter, driving out the cold and darkness.

Tick tock!

Blood seeped through the scars, and a large opening of more than ten inches tore the linen coat fiercely, and it was red and bloomed warmly.

Beads of sweat the size of beans condensed on the man's ordinary and warm face, sliding down his face, and it was hard to imagine what kind of pain he endured.

"Ahh

"Mr. Skorn Jenan, these are the lich's test subjects, and you and I can't afford to go wrong!, so you might as well suppress your appetite!" Calby said lightly, spinning his cane, his eyes glancing vaguely at the man.

"Hmph!" the demon named Skorn narrowed his eyes and turned away after a moment, his mind guessed by Calby!

The Hell Demons, creatures of the Demon Clan evolved from the Little Demon Variant, are tall and burly, with wings, and powerful combat power, and are one of the best fighting arms!

The Helldemon is brutal by nature, loves flesh and blood, and is simple-minded. They respect humans in their recipes, and they don't know if they want their wise minds to nourish their stone heads.

It was clear that Skorn was having an appetite attack, trying to use an excuse to swallow one or two humans.

"Let's go!" Calbi pouted as he turned to the minotaur warrior on the side, he had worked with Skorn for many years, how could he not know what this big guy was thinking, knowing that there were not thousands of humans who were being devoured by him.

"Whew-whew-" The little boy who escaped suddenly became short of breath, his body was swinging, and his cheeks were unusually flushed.

"Alright, it's all right!" the man said softly, his voice full of magnetism.

The little boy swallowed a breath, and his cold face was silent, and the experience of being spit on since he was a child made him unusually guarded.

"Hurry up, you guys!" the clumsy minotaur warrior whispered, and could only give orders in simple human language.

The man endured the sharp pain in his body, picked up the little boy and carried him along the flow of people, and at the end of the road was a huge sea ship, like a giant beast that chooses people to devour, and anchored smoothly in the stormy waves.

"Hello, my name is Scana Hugo, what's your name?" the man was the first to speak, breaking the awkward atmosphere.

The little boy looked up at him, and there was a deep sense of wariness in his eyes.

"Ike..." The little boy finally spit out a few words, still not angry, just habitually bowing his head with low self-esteem.

"Let's go! Don't ramble!" shouted several of the slave traders who had assisted the Minotaur, raising their toes.

Skarna gritted his teeth, the hot touch on his back growing stronger.

"Let me down, I can go on my own. Ike stiffly said, "I'm used to it." ”

"No, it's just a stretch. Skarna took a firm step, and those big warm hands were like the sunshine in spring.

On the shore, at the mouth of the harbor, huge buildings and boats were overwhelming, and teams of strange demons held cold handles everywhere. From a hole in the side of the ship, a dozen meters wide planks stretched out and set up on the dock, and countless slaves entered the ship under various deportations.

"I'm not going up!

The door to the big ship is the ghost gate! Everyone understands that if you enter there, death will be the end!

"May God have mercy!" Scana prayed silently, he understood that no matter how strong the person who was sealed in the world of truth was a mortal, he had no power to fight back against the most vicious demons!

Sou!

There was a loud sound of breaking through the air, and a steel fork penetrated the body of the noisy man across a distance of dozens of feet, lifting it off and nailing it to the ground, splashing blood on the ground!

"Hehe, you sent this to the door on your own initiative, no wonder I am!" Skorn walked out with a big grin, in a good mood, and wantonly pulled out his fork and dragged the still alive man away, leaving him to struggle in pain, leaving a bloody path.

This cruel and crazy scene immediately suppressed the slaves who were already ready to move in their hearts, and they got on the ship as they should, even if they knew that it was a flying boat sailing towards death.

"Skana, let go!" Ike protested, struggling, his bent misshapen hand slapping against the man's body.

"Little one, I'm afraid you'll throw up when you see it!" Scana shook his head, refusing to let go of his hands.

"Ha, I've seen a lot of this kind of scene, the dark side of this world is played out in the bottom of the city!" Ike said coldly, his yellow teeth were very weird, and the words he said were old-fashioned, not at all like a seven or eight-year-old boy. "And, Skarna, God will not have mercy on the world, they are long gone!"

Scana was speechless, and Ike's words contained a thick resentment that could not be dissolved.

Silent, the two of them, one older and one younger, were driven by demons and walked onto the big boat, and as soon as they entered the cabin, they were greeted by the sour smell of rotting wood, and the darkness that caught the eyes!

The ship is divided into dozens of floors, each with dozens of rooms, made of pure wood, like prison cells, imprisoning freedom and light. The cell is crowded with people, and the dull atmosphere is enough to suffocate you, as if a pair of big hands are holding you by the throat, and the more you struggle, the more painful it becomes.

Skarna found a corner big enough for himself and Ike. After the demon left, the entire space fell into a silent dead silence. Everyone leaned on their own, their faces were blank, like dead things, and those who were not strong enough to bear it were even sobbing.

Ike huddled in a corner with his hands on his knees, immersed in a lonely world. Skarna watched, and in his eyes, the boy was a lonely wolf, walking alone, silently ****ing wounds.

"Little one..." Before he could speak, Ike whispered excitedly, "My name is Ike, and I have a name!"

"Oh, Ike, how did you get caught? What about your parents?" said Scana, who really wanted to enter the child's world.

"I'm just a poor orphan, I don't even have a surname, and I even got this name because some old beggar took pity on me, ha, isn't the wild child street child who roams the streets all day long the target of the slave trader?" Ike finally smiled, but the smile was as cold as an ice cellar, madly sad, "Does anyone care about me, this weird ugly bastard?"

Skana rubbed his forehead and said, "God of Light is above, Ike, may God bless you!"

"God, is there really a god in this world?" Ike sneered, dismissive, "If there is a god, why can't you see the suffering of this world clearly?

"That's God's test for us!" Skana said with great piety and solemnity, "Ike, believe me, God, everywhere!"

"Then can he see the stray children who rummage through the garbage cans in the summer heat and find a spoiled and unpleasant smell of food? Then can he see the stray children curled up in the dark alleys in the cold winter night? Can he still see the stray children who are bullied and insulted? If he is everywhere? Why does he turn a blind eye? Isn't there a god who has no eyes?" Ike glanced at a glance as cold as a knife, and resentment was like a sword, breaking people's hearts and souls.

Skarna's lack of opening his mouth does not mean that he is speechless, but that there are some words that Ike can't listen to now, he is cynical, his experience is suffocating, but he does not realize the true meaning of God in his words!

"I... I'm just an orphan that no one cares about, and even if there were gods, Ike would have been abandoned long ago!" Ike smiled sadly, tearing open the scar on Scana's heart.

"No, you're just a lonely child, one day you're going to meet someone, they're going to be around you!they're going to be your dearest! Ike, life is wonderful, your heart is dark, how can you see the light again?" Scana pulled something out of his underwear and spread it out in his palm, where a crystal pendant lay quietly. He may not be inconspicuous in normal times, but in the darkness his fluorescence is like a round of tomorrow. "No matter how sad the experience is, it can't match the light in your heart, do you understand?"

Ike slowly held the crystal pendant, at this moment, a thin slit in his thick heart was cracked, and his calm thinking made him usher in the brilliance for the first time, and also sowed a seed of hope, waiting for it to take root one day!

"Do you like it? I gave it to you? This is what my mother left me, and his name is Dawn Dawn!" Scana solemnly squeezed Ike's little hand as if in some sacred ritual. "My mother told me that there is nothing in the world that cannot be solved, as long as you have a bright heart, the strongest muscle is the human heart!"

"Give it to me?" Ike was stunned, for as long as he could remember, he had been alone, his ugly face could not even make people feel charity, no one had ever cared about him, let alone a gift. Originally, he thought that he had already seen through all the sins of this worldly world, but in despair, there was really a ray of dawn.

"Yes, my mother left him to me, and she said she wanted me to grow up happily!Now, I give it to you, and I want you to grow up happily!" Skana stroked Ike's forehead, "It represents hope, hope!"

Crash!

As soon as Ike let go, the crystal pendant kept shaking, and again, and again!

The blinding light flickered, flickered...