Wen Xia was so frightened that she wanted to scream. She tightened her grip on the hatchet, the only thing that made her feel safe.

Suddenly, the knocking on the door stopped, and there was no sound outside the door. Wen Xia was very nervous and didn't know what to do.

After more than ten seconds, she mustered up the courage to take half a step forward and stretched her head to see what was going on at the door.

At this moment, a pair of strong arms suddenly stretched out from the window behind her. One hand covered her mouth, and the other hand grabbed her arm and pulled her upper body out of the window.

!

Wen Xia struggled in fear and saw a pair of cold and impatient eyes in the violently shaking sky. She suddenly got the strength from nowhere and stabbed the eyes in the direction of the eyes with the hatchet in her hand!

Resistance came from the tip of the knife, as if it had indeed stabbed something. The hand holding him suddenly let go, and Wen Xia fell heavily from the window. Fortunately, the window was not high and the ground was soft soil. The current situation

Danger, Wen Xia immediately rolled around to prevent herself from falling to the ground on her back. A foot wearing leather shoes suddenly appeared in her field of vision, and she was kicked two or three times before she could stand up.

Rice, the smell of blood is in the nose and mouth.

The fierce man had a small hole in his chest, and blood was pouring out. He kicked her hard while cursing and saying something. Wen Xia couldn't understand a single word, but she knew that they must be insulting her.

After more than ten kicks, one of Wen Xia's eyes could no longer be seen. The man finally got angry enough. He poked her face into her face, cursed something, and rubbed it on her body in disgust.

Clean the mud and blood stains on your leather shoes.

When her consciousness was blurred, Wen Xia suddenly understood what the man said:

"Damn it, wasted effort."

"In total, this face is still worth a few dollars, and now it's still rotten."

She heard the sound of a hatchet being picked up.

Huge fear and despair instantly devoured her soul. She could no longer hear the sound. All she could see was the man's mouth opening and closing. The hatchet was raised, and the reflection was as bright as the sun. She wanted to run away, but there was something in her heart.

The flames of pain and hatred are growing wildly.

When the man squatted down and pointed the hatchet at the girl's neck, eager to see if he could cut off her neck with one blow, the corpse-like piece of flesh suddenly moved, and she sat up suddenly, her flesh and blood blurred.

The humanoid face caused a cold sweat to break out on the man's back. Just as he was dazed for a moment, the hatchet fell from his hand, and the corpse fell on him, throwing him to the ground.

Wen Xia bit the man's throat.

Severe pain came, and the man beat her back crazily, tearing her hair desperately, and bloodyly tore off a lot of black hair along with her scalp. But Wen Xia had almost lost all consciousness and could only bite her tightly.

throat, closing the mouth little by little.

clatter.

Teeth click together lightly.

The smell of blood surged up, and the man opened his mouth in vain. Finally, he kicked his legs a few times and died with his eyes wide open in disbelief.

The piece of meat slipped from his mouth. Wen Xia used her last strength to turn sideways, fell on the warm soil, and slowly closed her eyes.

It was so quiet before death, even the sound of the wind stopped.

She thought she would be like the old man in the town said, seeing pictures of her whole life flashing before her eyes, but her eyes were filled with darkness. It turned out that her life was so short that there was not even a single picture. She thought of what her parents had once been.

The mythical story I told myself was that more than a hundred years ago, this land was still favored by the God of Death. The dead would go to the river where the God of Death slept, and gain eternal peace with the God of Death.

But when the gods of the Northern Continent captured this place, the favor of the God of Death disappeared. When I was very young, I once watched soldiers execute cultists collectively. The people who believed in the God of Death were so quiet that the soldiers were afraid, and they remained calm in the face of guns and cannons. They should

Everyone has gained some peace.

Her consciousness was hazy, rising and falling, and then she saw a red candle.

Are you going to light it? Someone seemed to be saying behind her.

Light it up and you will gain power. From now on, you will live by hurting others.

She was silent, confused, and did not speak. She suddenly saw something next to her feet, a corpse. The corpse's left eye exploded and deflated into the eye socket, the teeth were broken, the mouth was full of blood, and the nose was also

Tilted to one side. Almost all her hair disappeared, and her entire scalp was covered in blood. Who was this? She suddenly realized, this is Wen Xia, this is me.

I died because I had no power. I wanted power and I was going to kill those who hurt me.

She stretched out her hand towards the red candle, and the moment she touched the candle between her fingers, the candle wick lit up with a blue flame.

Someone suddenly pushed her from behind, and she fell. In a flash, Wen Xia sat up, and what came into view was the hideous death of the slave trader who came to capture her.

She reached out and touched her cheek in disbelief, her intact but bloodstained face, her tattered and dirty clothes, her teeth and her black hair, which were torn apart.

The headband is at her feet.

At the same time, Wen Xia felt that a lot of knowledge appeared in her mind. Following her instinct, she reached out and grabbed the man's spirit body from his head.

But Wen Xia didn't feel much panic. She felt like she could do a lot of things now. She ate the man's soul and understood the cause and effect of the matter. She stood up unsteadily, jumped up, and actually looked like

It floated up like weightless clouds.

Wen Xia turned into a translucent ghost. She followed the route in the man's memory and drifted to the outskirts of the city, arriving at a remote warehouse.

There were several men with guns standing outside the warehouse. Wen Xia floated down and merged into the body of one of them. The man immediately turned around and shot his accomplice standing next to him.

Immediately afterwards, the accomplice whose head was blown slowly stood up again, raised his gun, and aimed unskillfully at the other accomplices who were already scared to death.

After several gunshots, only living corpses were left here.

The living corpses touched around their waists and took out the key to the warehouse. Opening the door of the warehouse, Wen Xia saw that the small warehouse was crowded with people, the smell was overwhelming, and there were dead bodies in the corners.

Facing the kidnapped people who looked at them in horror, the living corpses smiled stiffly, walked away step by step, and walked into the river in a line. After a long time, people poured out of the warehouse and fled in all directions.

Wen Xia came back from her trance. Her body fell uncontrollably and turned into a solid body and landed on the ground.

She felt that the gift of the gods was about to disappear from her body. In the last few minutes, she took the red braided rope from her wrist - the red handrope had her brother's hair woven into it.

She closed her eyes, prayed for the attention of the great being, and slowly spoke the words of divination:

"The current location of my brother Shai."

She lowered her head and fell into a dream. Wen Xia saw the blue sea and a cargo ship.

While the freighter is moving, occasionally crew members will open the secret door on the deck and throw some food inside.

In the dark, hot, closed, and dirty environment, coupled with severe hunger and acclimatization, several cargoes became ill. In order to prevent them from infecting more cargos, they were disposed of.

Wen Xia saw her brother who had been missing for two months. Her cute and well-behaved brother was so thin that he was almost out of shape. He was dragged out of the dirty and hot cabin by the crew. The crew ignored his crying and pleading and left him alone.

He was tied up with several other patients and thrown into the sea.

Her Shai died on the third day after his disappearance.

Buried in the sea, no bones found, no way to return home.

Wen Xia opened her eyes and fell to the ground in tattered bloody clothes, with a strange smile gradually appearing on her face.

She laughed, first in a low voice, then suddenly burst out laughing, laughing so hard that her shoulders shook and her whole body twitched, as if she was going to tear her vocal cords apart. The creepy laughter echoed in the remote wilderness.

Laughing, laughing, Wen Xia's voice gradually weakened, lowered, and turned into a sad cry.

She leaned back, fell to the ground, pulled her hair, and became a madman.

TBC

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The heavy smog is right in front of us... I'm so stuck...!
Chapter completed!