Relying on the kind of unity that is not common in Comoros, Duran and his group of little slaves gradually made their way at the bottom. After joining the Black Heart Cabal, they organized their own plundering team and grew step by step.
But now, these people are gone, not a single one is left, and Dulan feels extremely resentful in his heart.
Therefore, he hated Victor, Krez Verix and the Black Heart Conspiracy. After being captured, he always wanted to express his loyalty to Soshiyang, hoping that the other party would accept him. , but Sosh didn't show his face until this time he brought the news of the real fire trial.
Dulan is a very straightforward person, and he is the first to do it when he says it. This trial of nine deaths is only a small test in his short life. The life and death he has experienced Many crises have higher risks than this.
The ceremony is not complicated. After burning incense and bathing, they will only wear a white robe, hold their soul stones, and climb the temple stairs that have been shrouded in Asuryan's true fire until they reach the highest point. , Soshiyan and the Holy Grail of Asuryan are there, and those who succeed will receive Asuryan's blessing, which is a power that has disappeared for tens of thousands of years.
But when Duran saw the huge pyramid temple for the first time, he was also shocked by its magnificence, which made thousands of people climb it seem to be no problem at all. What shocked him even more was that even those who stood a hundred meters away were forced to climb it. Human heat, white-gold flames burned on each step, and even the inside of the translucent pyramid was burning. The high temperature distorted the light, and they could hardly see what was on the steps except for a white light
< br>When everyone arrived, obscure incantations were recited from Mardell's body, and then a whirling breath of wind briefly enveloped all the participants and then dissipated, but retained the obscure breath, setting the stage for what was to come. Prepare for the ceremony.
"Praise to the original Phoenix, praise Asuryan, it has never fallen, it will be reborn in your bodies!"
"Praise Asuryan, praise Asuryan."
Dulan has never had the slightest interest in the old gods of their race in the past, but now he has to keep chanting the name of their former father god to bless himself, which makes him feel a little funny in his heart, but Immediately dismiss it again, this is not the time to joke.
"Climb!"
At Mader's order, six thousand candidates started climbing from the four directions of the pyramid. Duran was also the first person to set foot on the first step. He had already Get used to trying to be first in everything.
The instilled psychic energy and the potion he had taken beforehand worked. When the steaming heat wave began to fill his surroundings, Duran only felt a slight fever, as if being illuminated by the spring sun.
But as he gradually climbed up, when he was less than 100 levels, the surroundings were already filled with blazing fire, and he felt like the scorching sun was steaming his hair and skin.
Originally, he could still see the climbers around him, but by this time, nothing could be seen around him, and his whole body was wrapped in flames.
But he knew he couldn't stop. He gritted his teeth and stepped on the hot steps with his bare feet. His eyes were so stimulated by the shining white flames that he couldn't open them. The taste of blood began to stick out from the tip of his tongue, and his nasal cavity seemed to be on fire. He had almost lost his hearing, but his hair and robe were not burned, but the feeling of heat had begun to turn into scalding.
After walking up countless steps, the scalding heat almost made Duran faint. He felt as if he had fallen into a huge furnace, and his whole body was being boiled by boiling water and burning iron.
How far is it?
How far is it?
In his consciousness, a whip struck the side of his head, knocking the thin man to the ground with blood on his head, and fear tugged at his heart.
The overseer stared at him with a condescending smile. The tall tower under construction in the distance was like an ungrown thorn among countless spikes. Several hands lifted him up, all with the same fearful and desperate faces. He wiped away The blood on his forehead continued to push the huge cage in front of him, which was full of corpses that were about to be used as materials. Many people were talking and eating with him not long ago. Chaos suddenly fell, their lords needed new warriors, and the slaves got the chance-
She stood facing him, and the knife in his hand stabbed into the other's chest, Her eyes sparkled as dark blood trickled down her pale skin.
In many dark days, in the cold hut that could only be called a nest, she was the only one who gave him a glimmer of warmth. He didn't know how to call her sister, or lover. Or.
Something else, but the time when he sleeps with the other person hugging each other is the only time when he can feel at ease.
She fell, followed by laughter, wild laughter, and then under command, he knelt down like a puppet, cut open her body, and took out her heart.
At this moment, the essence of his soul opened like an abyss, revealing the doom that awaited him.
Death, curse, hunger and thirst will one day consume him, burning him from the inside -
With the memory comes a lingering sense of uneasiness, even worse than torture The spiritual hunger in his life was even worse. It was like a thousand daggers in his heart, a thousand sharp blades cutting into his thoughts, and a thousand despicable deeds reflected on each shining blade.
Despair, hatred, anger, desire
All of that was washed away and replaced with a crushing pain as the life drained from his soul wound.
And
guilt.
He didn't know if it was love, but he could never forget that woman who didn't even have a name. It was the deepest scar on his soul, and now it was ruthlessly torn open.
Dulan tried hard to open his eyes, but the bright white light blinded him. The pain was too much, and he was even a little lost.
Without hunger, without fear, he is nothing.
He doesn't want to be obliterated, just like a broken net, the more he struggles, the tighter the net becomes.
At this moment he discovered the truth. In addition to war, hatred and pain, there can be more.
The nobles laughed loudly at the banquet, but slaves with the same characteristics as them were Rolling in death, the person who died the most in Commorragh was not the slaves of other races, but Ada herself.
That's not a shelter, it's a devil's cave where countless Ada corpses are piled up!
He felt sad, the sadness was so deep that it could flood the whole world. Only then did he understand why he felt guilty for a female slave who had no name, why hunger could never be satisfied with blood, and why pain could never be satisfied. Take away the sting of the curse.
Dulan understood. He realized that it was Comoros itself that was poisoning Commorragh. The conspiracy pushed it to the path of curse. For the first time, he felt angry at those evil deeds and sinners. , he has not lost his innocence because he was already convicted at the moment of his birth.
Realizing this, he stood up suddenly and roared -
"Victor! Cabal! I will destroy you!!!"
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