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Chapter 352 Interlude!.
Gray Rain Country, the instructor area of the Truth Thoughts Division of Gray Swamp, in Micaka's underground laboratory.
Anya has fallen asleep on the velvet-padded experiment platform. Under her, complex enchanted rune energy circuits are looming with the girl’s breathing rhythm, and the slender energy channels have been connected by Micaka. On the spinal nerves of Anya, through this energy line that is extremely sensitive to bioelectrical response, Micaka can dominate the operation of the entire circle. You can observe Anya's mental state at any time.
At this moment, because of the hypnotic potion, Anya's body has already fallen asleep, but at the same time, her consciousness has also entered an incredible corner, or...into her deepest mind. corner of.
"Jealous! Angry"! !
In the darkness, a hoarse voice that made Anya feel familiar but strangely unfamiliar suddenly roared.
The next moment, the darkness in front of Anya's eyes was instantly lit up.
"This...this is"...
The stunned girl stepped back in panic, but her body's imbalance caused her to accidentally fall to the ground.
"It hurts... wait a minute, how is this possible..."
Anya who fell to the ground subconsciously stretched out her hand to support the wall beside her, but when a pair of white and tender little hands appeared in front of her, the girl was stunned.
These hands are clearly only the palms of a seven or eight-year-old girl, with dirty fingers and many small wounds. What surprised the girl most is that the owner of these hands... is Anya herself!
Forced to stand up calmly, Anya realized at this time that when she was now six or seven years old, she was still wearing a tattered linen cloth covered with mud-that was the most memorable one of Anya. A piece of clothing, this tattered piece of "cloth" accompanied Anya through her entire childhood.
"What's wrong with me"?
Anya who was stunned in the same place felt at a loss. She felt that her thoughts suddenly became hazy, and she couldn't remember many very important things...
"Hey! Little smashed, don't hurry away!"
While the young Anya was still stunned, a small but vicious and disdainful curse came from behind her.
Slowly turning her head back, Anya opened her beautiful amber eyes wide.
She recognized it, isn’t this the alley where she had been in her childhood? Until the age of thirteen, she had stayed in this alley and made a living by begging. Because of her fear of beauty, it attracted terrible slave traders. At that time, Xiao Anya had to say that she dressed herself as a dirty and stinky wild girl.
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 several girls who were verbally insulting herself suddenly became clear.
"Look at that dirty bastard, I heard that her mother is a bitch, the kind of thing for homeless people to sleep casually."
"Oh my god, it's disgusting, look at what she is wearing, what are those yellow things, is it shit"!
"Stay away from her, my perfume is stinky."
Three young girls in beautiful and clean silk clothes pointed to Xiao Anya who was huddled in the trash from a distance. Anya remembers clearly that these girls are the eldest ladies of the wealthy merchants nearby, and their clothes are made by the town. It is woven by the best tailors in the world. The golden silk thread is outlined on the bright silver collar, and the light red pattern is engraved in the center of the skirt.
Standing under the dazzling sunlight, those girls are as beautiful and colorful as bright gems...Of course, their words and eyes are extremely vicious, especially the girl with diamonds in one of the skirts has a look of disgust. He made a vomiting action, and those three pairs of eyes full of disgust seemed to be three poisoned awls, straight into An Ya's heart.
"This...this is..."
I recalled this scene of childhood again. Although I remember that Xiao Anya did not pay much attention to it because of hunger, but at this moment, when relived this scene, Anya only felt that the ridicule in her ear seemed to be getting louder and louder. With disgusting eyes and colorful clothes, it seemed to occupy her entire vision. The most frightening thing was that Anya had never felt so clearly that the dirty linen clothes on her body were so stinking unbearable.
The laughter of the three mockers did not disappear over time. On the contrary, their laughter was still getting louder and harsher. At the same time, the three gorgeous skirts also changed in Anya’s eyes. It has become more and more brilliant, 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 smear mud on the tattered linen, why can they laugh like this, why should I cry because of hunger This is not fair, this is not fair, this......no, fair, fair!"
I don't know when, Anya had forgotten the reality and the illusion, her amber pupils also began to be stained with brutal blood red, and even the nails on the little girl's hands instantly turned into bright red blades.
"Yes, how unfair, why can't that beautiful dress be mine, why can't that vicious eyes be dug down, grab the beautiful jewelry, quickly tear the people who hate you to pieces"!
The hoarse voice echoed endlessly in Anya's ear, and two weird runes, one red and one purple, began to circulate in joy in her right eye.
Plunder...kill...anger...greed...
The horrible whispers corroded Anya's consciousness a little bit. Her heart was wrapped in anger and jealousy............ Kindness? Anya couldn't help but think of the roar of an old tramp she met when she was a child-when the world becomes full of malice, what is the meaning of kindness?
"Release your hatred, vent your anger, kindle the fire of malice in your heart, and indulge endless desires and hatred"!
The mouth that grew with sharp teeth opened and closed, and before she knew it, Anya's hoarse roar had merged with the strange tone of voice.
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Micaka doesn't know what happened deep in Anya's heart, but this does not prevent him from observing Anya's mental state in the dream. In fact, at this moment, Micaka doesn't feel better than Anya.
When he carefully used his mental power to explore the location of Anya's brain optic nerve, a strange wave filled with malice and darkness instantly swept back along the mental power of Micaka, when the official mage reacted. At that time, he had already discovered to his horror that traces of gray and black energy threads started to wriggle and coil in his soul like living nematodes.
"Damn...what the hell is this"!
Some panicked Mijiaka immediately activated the attached magic circle that blocked the connection of mental power. Soon, a series of invisible light blades of mental power began to cut on the spiritual connection between Mijiaka and Anya.
But... it didn't work. Not only did the black illusory thread have an extraordinary strength, but after being attacked, the black thread spreading in the soul suddenly increased the offensive, and only a blood-red force followed Micah. Ka's spirit suddenly poured in, and a large number of terrifying negative emotions directly invaded Micaka's mind.
At this moment, Micaka felt the pain called anger suffered by Anya!
"... Anya, is this the pain you endured? It's really weird and terrible... But, just this is not enough to make me shrink"!
Forcibly suppressing the massive raging emotions that raged in his heart, a trace of ferocious Micaka gritted his teeth, and then injected all the magic power into the complex array.
End of this Chapter
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