With a shout, Xia Qiya suddenly sat up in the dark iron prison, sweating all over her body. Her olive green eyes stared at the surrounding environment nervously. Although the dream just now was shattered, it still made her feel frightened.

"My daughter, today is your battle of freedom." A thick and hoarse voice came from the corner of the iron prison: "Pick up your heavy sword and bravely pursue your hope."

???

The voice was very familiar, but Xia Qia always felt something was wrong.

With a creaking sound, the armored warrior shouted: "It's your turn, disaster. If I pay my money, I will pull out your cheap dad's spine and stew it."

Looking up at the two blurred shadows, Xia Qiya's face was filled with question marks, and an ominous premonition arose.

This time, before she even had time to take the heavy sword, she was driven through the dark corridor by the guards and threw it into the center of the Colosseum.

Looking around in a daze, I felt that the repeated faces on the watch are very familiar...

"Please be careful." A soft voice came. A tall figure stood directly in front of Shakiya, with silver hair swaying on the ground. Linda's expression was quiet, but her tone suddenly turned cold: "Because I punch you may die."

"???" Xia Qiya was completely confused.

The confusion didn't last long, because Linda transformed, a huge, cold, huge stone man made of rugged rocks, with his fist as big as a water jar.

"God, what the hell is this?"

boom!

The huge stone fist fell from the sky with shadows.

Then there was nothing.

call……

Xia Qiya woke up again in the prison, subconsciously touched her head and body, and her forehead was covered with fine hot sweat, and she swallowed heavily.

"My daughter, today is..."

"Wait a minute!" Xia Qiya screamed subconsciously: "It seems that something is wrong!"

"It's your turn, disaster..."

"This is not true, none of this is true!"

Xia Qiya hugged her head in pain and shook it. Three abnormal duels made her only remaining reason begin to notice the weirdness of all this.

"You can't face your own failure!"

A low voice came in the dark shadows.

"No, no." Xia Qiya shook her head: "I have to win, I have to win."

"You are afraid of your own failure."

The sound came again, without being mixed with emotions.

"I don't want to stay in prison, I don't want to stay in prison." Xia Qiya, who has always been bold, showed her fragile side in her dream, and tears burst out from her eyes: "I hate here, I hate everything here."

"Suffering is like dark clouds. From a distance, I can see black ink, but when I am under it, it is just gray. The fire is refining true gold, and the strong are coming out of adversity."

For Xia Qiya, these words seemed a bit difficult to understand. She was born for the sake of fighting and didn't understand too many reasons. At first, when she saved Liya, she was to use Liya to successfully find the place and target of the assassination. But the life-saving grace later gave her some emotional bond.

Because no one has ever treated her like this except her father, and he has to protect her even if he sacrifices his life.

After staying in Black Stone for so long, Xia Qiya had the idea of ​​leaving countless times, but this unfamiliar environment brought her novelty and many surprises.

Humans - As social animals, Black Stone Collar's life just fills the spiritual flaws in Xia Qiya.

"Failure on the battlefield will make you lose your life, and failure in life will make you miss the wonderful things. My eyes of wisdom see your painful heart, painful experiences, and also see the flashes wrapped in it."

"You—the Eye of Wisdom?"

Xia Qiya's expression was a little confused. Finally, she realized that this was not her father's voice, so she slowly raised her head. The cell was gone, the Colosseum was gone, and there was only a misty void from all directions.

"You...who are you? Where are you?"

"I'm everywhere."

Xia Qiya's confused eyes began to become clear, and the chaotic logic gradually returned to normal.

"Faced with your heart, I heard your call. The last son of the stars, I kept observing the world through his eyes."

"Sons of the Stars?" Xia Qiya suddenly looked up, shocked: "You mean Qin? Oh my god, you are the great god who lives in the dream."

"Xia Qiya Battle Song!" Qin Song directly called out her name: "Absurd fate cannot cover up the light of life. Painful memories cannot weaken your fighting spirit."

This time, Xia Qiya was really shocked. Her name was called disaster in the nobles. But her father hated this name very much and always called her Xia Qiya, who was his mother, the grandmother whom Xia Qiya had never met.

And the Battle Song is the name of my father's clan.

This name is only used between father and daughter, and no third person in the world knows it.

"If a butterfly wants to get the joy of flying in the garden, it must first endure the pain of breaking with the pupa. True freedom is to fight for life, fight for ideals, and fight for happiness."

It's a god!

Really a god!

The call of the wise is answered.

Xia Qiya's heart instantly became hot, and she was excited: "Please teach me."

"You long for real power!"

"Yes!"

"Then." Qin Song changed his tone: "What will you use this power to do?"

"Fight, no..." Xia Qiya suddenly frowned: "I left the Colosseum and no longer needed duels. But... what do I want to do?"

"Why did you fight?"

Xia Qiya was asked, since she killed her father with her own hands, fled from the Colosseum, and lived in seclusion in the jungle. She once thought she had gained freedom, but what she felt day and night was only loneliness and inexplicable loss, as if she had no connection with the world, and even if she died, she would have no effect.

Sometimes, she often asks herself - is this really the result she wants?

Suddenly, the experiences of living in Black Stone Respond in her mind, Leah's trust, Linda's kindness, Luna's liveliness, Alice's innocence, Elena's food, and Veronica. She witnessed Veronica get rid of her tragic fate and usher in a happy life again.

Those smiling faces and happy faces brought her great touch.

envious!

Did she really just envy those girls’ divine power?

Maybe not.

She just envied the sincere friendship of those girls.

At the birthday party, Elena's always red eyes were definitely not brought by two powerful weapons, but by the care of her friends.

Why do I fight?

"The real battle is not for killing, but for protecting and protecting those beautiful, precious, everything you desire." Qin Song was very tempted.

After a long silence, Xia Qiya slowly raised her head and took a deep breath: "I am willing to fight to protect my partner's smile."

"It seems you have found the answer deep in your heart."

Accompanied by the deep sound, the light in the surging darkness above Xia Qia changed, and five colors splattered out, and the fine light intertwined, a giant throne composed of five colors rays was derived.

On the throne, giants composed of blue light were sitting upright, with stars-like light spots flashing in their bodies, their eyes were as fierce as the sun, and six golden giant arms that were striking upwards, each holding books, hammers, sickles, chains, crystal balls and giant swords in their hands.

"I am the everlasting light of dreams, the priest of destruction and creation, and the majestic Krem who lives in the throne of the light god!"

This long name, paired with the huge statue of light, has a powerful deterrence, which makes Xia Qiya feel turbulent and shocked.

"Open your will and enlightenment comes to you."

Xia Qiya's pupils reflected a magnificent light, and she slowly knelt on one knee, her eyes filled with unconcealed excitement and expectation: "I am willing to be loyal to you and swear to protect my partner's smile."

The mental value increases by 3 points.

After taking the oath, his faith soared to 27%, and he instantly reached the conditions for activating his traits. Qin Song, who was familiar with the path, had long directed the transformation of phase tentacles into essence touches, and was close to Xia Qiya's forehead.

The drunken Shaqiya's skin shines with a faint luster, and her brows unfolded instantly. The power hidden deep in her body was activated, filling her body with an unprecedented sense of power.

Check!

Tiredness increased by 4%.

Name: Xia Qiya Zhan Song

God of Faith: The God of Dreams of the Innocence Girl, the Lord of Thousand Witches, and the Majestic Krem.

Faith: 27% (believe)

Loss: 41% (uneasy)

Features: Blade of Destruction

Level: lv1

Physical constitution: 13

Magic: 5

potential:

The Magic Blade Sword Dance lv1, proficiency level 0/20, creates a destructive field that can be freely redirected, and summons 2 phantom clones to assist in the attack. The domain scope and duration expand and extend with the increase of magic power.

As expected, both in terms of traits and basic skills, they are definitely violent output.

Xia Qiya had already undergone countless life and death training in the Colosseum, and her fighting skills were unquestionable. The so-called destruction area of ​​free jump is probably similar to creating a small area, where she can move instantly.

For a fighter with super strong combat skills, his combat ability can be fully demonstrated.

But the only regret is that from the attribute allocation of physique and magic, she and Linda are basically the same problem, and their ability is limited by magic.

Moreover, she does not have Linda's natural stone skin, and her physique is basically the same as that of an ordinary orc warrior, and she cannot be called a tank in terms of defense ability.

It seems that Xia Qiya's positioning is pure output.

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Chapter completed!