Netheril Glory Chapter 352: Interlude!
Grey Rain Country, the mentor area of the Mind of Truth in the Grey Swamp, in the underground laboratory of Micaka
Anya has fallen asleep on the velvet-paved experimental platform. Under her, a complex enchanted rune energy circuit is looming with the girl’s breathing rhythm. Jaka was connected to Aya's spinal nerves, and through this energy line that was extremely sensitive to bioelectricity, Mika could be the one who led the entire circle. Change can observe Anya's mental state at any time.
At this moment, because of the hypnotic potions, Anya’s body has already fallen asleep, but at the same time, her consciousness has also entered an incredible corner, or... entered her deepest The corner of the level of the mind.
"Envy! Anger"! !
In the darkness, a hoarse voice that made Anya feel familiar but incomparably strange suddenly roared and exploded.
The next moment, the darkness in front of Anya’s eyes was instantly lit.
"This...This is"...
The stunned girl stepped back in panic, but her physical imbalance caused her to accidentally fall to the ground.
"It hurts... wait a minute, how is this possible..."
Anyah fell to the ground and subconsciously reached out to hold the wall next to her, but when a pair of white and young hands appeared in front of her eyes, the girl froze.
The hands are clearly the palms of a 7- or 8-year-old girl, with dirty fingers and many small wounds. What surprised the girl most is that the master of these hands... is Anja himself!
Standing calmly and standing up, Anya realized at this time that when she was actually back to six or seven years old, she was still wearing a tattered and muddy burlap dress-that is the most memory of Anya A profound piece of clothing, this tattered "cloth" accompanied Anya throughout his childhood.
"I...this is... what's wrong"?
Anya stunned in place feels at a loss, she feels that her thoughts suddenly become muddy, and many important things can’t be remembered............
"Hey! Little smashed, don't hurry up!"
While the young Anya was still stunned, a very small but full of vicious and disdainful verbal abuse came from behind her.
Returning slowly, Anya opened her beautiful amber eyes.
She recognized it. Isn’t this the alley where she was in her childhood? Until the age of thirteen, she stayed in this alley and made a living by begging, which was terrible because of her fear of beautiful appearance. The slave trader, Xiao Anya at that time had to say that she was dressed as a wild girl with a dirty and foul smell.
When Anya recalled this dark childhood, she suddenly felt that the scene in front of her was a lot more real, and the voices of the girls who were abusing themselves aloud suddenly became clear.
"Look at that dirty bastard, I heard that her mother is a bitch, that kind of thing for the homeless to sleep."
"God, how disgusting, look at what she is wearing, what are those yellow stuff, is it shit!"
" Stay away from her, my perfume is smelly."
Three young girls in beautiful, clean silk clothes pointed away at the little Anya who was curled up in the garbage. Anya remembered clearly that these girls were the eldest ladies from nearby wealthy merchants. Their clothes were all It was woven a little bit by the best tailors in town. The golden silk thread was outlined on the bright silver collar, and the light red pattern was engraved in the center of the skirt.
Standing under the dazzling sunlight, the girls are as beautiful and colorful as bright gemstones...Of course, their language and eyes are extremely vicious, especially one of the girls with diamonds on the skirt With a disgusted look on his face, the three pairs of disgusted eyes seemed to be three poisoned cones, straight into Anya's heart.
"This...this is..."
I recalled this scene of my childhood again. Although I remember that Xiao Anya didn’t pay much attention because of hunger, but at the moment, when revisiting this scene, Anya only felt that the laughter in his ear seemed to grow louder, then A pair of pairs with disgusted eyes and colorful clothes seemed to occupy their entire field of vision. The most terrifying thing is that Anya has never felt such a dirty and sackcloth clothes so badly and unbearably.
The laughter of the three taunters has not disappeared with the passage of time. On the contrary, their laughter is still getting louder and harsher. At the same time, the three gorgeous dresses are also in Anja The eyes have become more and more radiant, more and more beautiful... Unconsciously, a deep anger and jealousy breed in Anya's heart.
"Why! Why can they put on clean clothes and stand in the sun? Why should I have to put mud on the ragged sackcloth? Why can they laugh like this? Why should I just because Hungry and crying? This is not fair, this is not fair, this.........No, fair, peaceful!"
I don’t know when Anya has forgotten the truth and the illusion. Her amber pupils have also begun to get tyrannical blood red, and even the nails on the little girl’s hands have instantly become red blades.
"Yes, how unfair, why can't that beautiful dress be mine, why can't that vicious eyes be dug down, quickly grab beautiful ornaments, and quickly tear up people who hate you "!
The hoarse voice echoed in Anya’s ears, and two strange runes, one red and one purple, began to hover in her right eye.
Looting...killing...anger...greed...
A horrible whisper corrodes Anja’s consciousness a little bit, her heart is already wrapped in anger and jealousy...……kindness? Anya couldn't help thinking of the roar before death of an old homeless man he had encountered as a child—when the world became full of malice, what was the point of goodness?
"Release your hatred, vent your anger, ignite the malicious fire in your heart, and indulge in endless desires and hatred"!
A mouth with sharp teeth grows one by one. Unconsciously, Anya's hoarse roar has been combined with the strange language.
————————The dividing line————————
Anya Mikaka is born deep in her heart, but it does not prevent him from observing Anja’s mental state in her dream. In fact, at this moment, Mikaka feels no better than Anja.
When he carefully used his mental power to explore the position of the visual nerve of Anya’s brain, a strange wave full of malicious and dark waves instantly followed the mental power extended by Micaka, and backed up when the formal When the mage responded, he was horrified that a trace of gray and black energy thread began to wriggle and coil around his soul like a living nematode.
"Damn... what the **** is this!"
Some panicked Mikaka immediately activated the enchanted array that blocked the connection of spiritual power~IndoMTL.com~ Soon, an invisible spiritual light blade began to cut through the spiritual connection between Mikaka and Anya on.
But...it didn’t work. The black illusion thread not only had unusual strength, but after being attacked, these black threads spreading in the soul suddenly increased the offensive, and I saw a **** red power. The spirit of Mikaka suddenly poured into it, and a lot of horrible negative emotions directly invaded Mikaka's soul.
At this moment, Mikaka felt the pain named Anya suffered by Anya!
".........Any, is this the pain you have suffered? Really weird and terrifying... But that alone is not enough to make me shrink back"!
Forcibly restrained the large amount of violent emotions raging in the bottom of my heart, and a fierce Mikaka on his face gritted his teeth, and then injected all the magic into the complex magic circle. ...
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