In the vast night, Qin Song climbed the Howl of Death again and sailed towards the vast sea. Under the temptation of gold coins, more slaves will be sent here continuously.

At midnight, the fatigue level returned to zero, Qin Song harvested 13 points of mental value, while the Howling of Death slowly sank on the sea far away from Black Stone Fort.

In the hazy mist, Qin Song climbed the battlements of Black Stone Castle again, and you can see the lights in the workshop from afar. If nothing unexpected happens, Alice and Linda are studying how to make the seeds sprout.

In another small stone castle, Elena, who had been fighting with her father all day, was lying on the small wooden bed, staring at the dark and dark corner of the room with her clear brown eyes.

There, a little mouse was sneakingly sniffing something.

This feeling of piercing through darkness is very strange. When she concentrates, her eyes can easily penetrate the darkness and see the smooth fur on the little mouse's body. After a short while, her eyes will begin to be sour and darkness will return.

On the contrary, during the day, the stronger the light, the blurry the scenery. At noon, looking directly at the sun, she will even lose all her vision instantly.

My father, Dalin, thought this was Elena's eye disease during those dark years. Quitarn, a serf dealer, once punished Elena and locked her in a dark stone cave, which lasted for more than half a month.

Thinking of the demon with a grim smile and abominable face, Elena was so angry that she was itchy. If she were given a dagger, she would pierce Quitan's heart without hesitation.

Tossing and turning, gritting teeth for a while, fatigue swept over. Elena gritted her teeth, clenched her fists, and finally fell asleep.

In the dream where the fire of hatred was burning everywhere, Elena looked at the home in the ruins in a daze, and a grim smile full of mocking echoed in the flames.

"Justice may be late." A solemn and majestic voice rolled from all directions, suppressing all the grim smiles in an instant: "But you will never be absent."

This time, Elena's mind seemed to be more awake than the last time. Her citrine-like pupils were searching for the source of the sound: "Where are you?"

"I am everywhere! The eternal dream is my dwelling, and I observe all injustice, and the evil ones are destroyed in the face of my great power of revenge."

"Are you the god who lives in the dream?" Elena's face was confused: "But how can she remove the bad guys in the dream?"

"The power of revenge is my great gift." Elena's situation is very complicated. Perhaps only by killing the enemy's head with her hand can it fade away.

"Justice extends its scepter to you, and I want you to rule as king in the blood of your enemies. Their souls will be judged justly, and all sins will be punished with the heavenly punishment they deserve."

"Can you really give me avenge?" Elena bit her lips tightly, and murderous aura appeared in her eyes: "I curse them every moment!"

"Those who believe in justice will obtain justice!" The voice was full of confidence and majesty: "And I am justice!"

"If this dream is true, I am willing to believe in you!" Elena nodded confidently, and clenched her fists at the same time: "I will use my own blood to clarify the meaning of justice."

"Child, I empathize with your hatred. But the creed of justice in my heart is a qualified judge! I exist in dreams and reality. I witness everything you have experienced."

"So, now--prove yourself!"

In the endless darkness, a sturdy figure suddenly appeared, but his face was hazy, with only one pair of hands with conspicuous emerald rings and a grim smile: "Your father is no longer a craftsman, forever! It seems that these hands are no longer needed! Hahaha..."

Elena's emotions began to fluctuate violently, and her whole body trembled, and her eyes showed indescribable fear. Although she told herself countless times that she would pierce Quitan's heart with a dagger without hesitation, the long-term psychological oppression caused a huge psychological shadow.

At a loss and panic, Elena realized that she was far from as brave as she thought.

"You are scared!" Quitan's shadow tone was filled with ridicule, and he slowly came to her. The blurred face melted into the darkness. He reached out and showed a dagger: "Hold it!"

Under the tall shadow, Elena, who was thin and thin, trembling to the extreme, staring at the dagger, her hands trembled unconsciously, as if she had lost control and could not lift it up at all.

"fear!"

"panic!"

"inability!"

The sound of ridicule came, and it seemed so harsh.

"Come on, pierce my heart!" Quitan's shadow tore open the collar of his chest, revealing his strong chest muscles, and he drew a circle on it with his hands: "Here, kill him with one blow!"

"I...I..." Elena's teeth were trembling, and her harsh ridicule echoed in her mind. Her father's bloody hands appeared in front of her eyes. Finally, the anger of hatred began to ignite.

Her hand suddenly moved, slowly lifted up, picked up the dagger with a cold light, and her eyes fell on Quitan's heart.

"Be brave, child!" The grand voice sounded from around him: "Judges of justice are fearless! The weak are not worthy of the power of revenge!"

Elena held the dagger with both hands, and her arms couldn't stop sifting, as if she was holding a thousand pounds in her hand.

"Bad!" Quitan began to laugh again: "Even in dreams, I am afraid of me! What qualifications do you have to end my life and clarify your justice. Hum?"

The word waste was like a sharp knife, piercing Elena's heart, and a shout rang out in her mind: "No, I'm not a waste!"

"Your father's hand should come again...well?"

The word "father" completely ignited Elena's fire of revenge. Almost for a moment, she suddenly raised her dagger and stabbed Quitan's heart as if she had changed.

With a puff, warm blood splattered Elena's face. She held the dagger in both hands, her eyes were red, and she roared angrily: "For my father!"

The moment the dagger pierced Quitan's heart, something seemed to be released in Elena's body, and she felt an unprecedented sense of pleasure.

"In the end, you did it!" Quitan's shadow dissipated instantly, while the blood on her face was still warm, and the solemn voice came: "But your courage is far from enough. The great power of revenge needs a strong man to match it."

"I want to be a strong man!" Elena bravely raised her head: "I believe in you, the great judge of justice, all evil nemesis, the incarnation of the power of revenge, the majestic Krem!"

Yes, she remembered it and finally realized that this was the god who taught her!

"Very good! Open your will and enlightenment comes to you. Believe in me thoroughly. The great power of revenge will be infused into your body!"
Chapter completed!