Chapter 151: Flame of Revenge (Thanks to the First Leader of This Book [浅绒灬])

Looking at the blazing red light that illuminated half of the town's sky, Anvis suddenly felt something in his heart.

He had a feeling that the person he was looking for on this trip was at the fire scene.

So, he changed his steps and walked towards the direction of the fire.

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Reflected on his eyelids by the dazzling dancing firelight, the town militiaman on duty at the wooden watchtower at the gate of the town suddenly woke up.

Staring blankly in the direction of the fire, blinking twice, he finally came to his senses and immediately began to pull the alarm bell desperately.

"Dang——dang——dang——"

"It's on fire! Put out the fire!"

The residents of the town woke up from their sleep and saw the raging flames rising into the sky at night. They hurriedly started looking for objects and went to the town's wells to get water to put out the fire.

The cold winter nights are the time when Karast, the god of the north wind, rules.

Those strong and dry north winds coming from the depths of the ancient mountains are blowing in the small town seemingly endlessly.

If the flames cannot be extinguished quickly, then in this wind,

The fire is likely to ignite nearby dry shrubs, weeds, and even other houses.

At that point, it's all over.

Pa tap tap tap tap tap——

A panicked town citizen carried a bucket, a wooden basin and other items, quickly passed Anvis and ran towards the burning house in the corner of the town.

But the strange thing is that at this moment, no one noticed Anvis in the middle of the road.

When people passed by him, they never glanced at him for even a moment.

Although his leisurely gait, which was different from the others, and the pitch-black cloak covering his whole body, looked very suspicious.

It was as if Anvis's figure did not exist at all in their sight.

Beside Anvis, a figure wearing enchanted heavy armor suddenly appeared and respectfully handed a paper document to him.

This is the brief information about the target person that the family's intelligence force investigated for him when he went to Jorgen Town.

Taking it casually, Anvis started to browse its contents as he moved forward.

At the top of this document, there is a magical image of a boy's face and profile.

Big light brown eyes, fair skin, some small freckles on his face, slightly red rosacea, and slightly thin lips.

Her brown-red hair was disheveled, as if a bird's nest made of hay had been torn apart and fastened on top of her head.

Name: Matt

Birthplace: Province of Palohia, Jorgen Territory, Jorgen Town

Lord: Baron Jorgen

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Slowly flipping through the information in his hand, a classic story of nobles oppressing civilians gradually took shape in Anvis's mind.

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Matt was born in a family of five, which is very common among Gloria folk. He himself is the youngest child in this family.

Fortunately, he has parents who love each other, and brothers and sisters who love him very much.

This summer, while working in the fields, Matt's father accidentally fell and injured his leg, and then got caught in the rain and caught the wind and cold.

Due to overwork and illness, he was bedridden.

Without one of the main laborers in the family, the eldest brother and the younger Matt could only manage to maintain farming.

During the autumn harvest, because there was no time to harvest, a lot of mature grains were eaten by birds and other birds. In addition, this year was another famine year. To make matters worse,

Various taxes such as cultivated land tax, poll tax, and defense tax, which we could barely afford in previous years, are really unaffordable this year.

For the sake of the family, the second sister bravely stood up and volunteered to become a maid in the Baron Mansion, using her work to deduct part of the tax.

But while dusting the furniture, she accidentally dropped an ancient magic crystal lamp worth hundreds of gold coins to the ground.

The furious Baron Jorgen immediately ordered someone to hang her up, give her fifty lashes, and then leave her to his men to deal with it themselves.

Three days later, the scarred and thin body of the second sister Matt was returned by the guards of the Baron Mansion.

Matt's eldest brother was furious and wanted to argue, but was punched in the head by a formal professional guard. The back of his head was hit hard on a stone, and he died on the spot.

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Standing among the people fighting the fire, Matt stared blankly at the sea of ​​​​fire, his face pale.

He would never forget the last look his mother gave him before the fire.

Collapse, despair, hysteria——

Without the prime-age labor force, families have lost more than 90% of their financial resources.

This means one thing: in the long and severe winter that follows, she will watch her children and husband slowly die in front of her.

I experienced a huge blow in a short period of time and a hopeless life in the future.

Matt's mother pushed Matt out the door.

Then, she set the house on fire with her own hands——

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The home where I had lived for more than ten years was completely engulfed in flames.

Three bodies, burned beyond recognition, were rescued from the burning houses by the townspeople.

Matt felt his eyes go dark, as if his entire world had turned to ashes in front of him.

He moved, wanting to take a step towards the sea of ​​fire.

But his body was swaying as if he was drunk, and he was unsteady on his feet. He could only hold on to the wooden fence beside him.

At this moment, the world around him suddenly stopped.

The shouts of the townspeople directing the firefighting, the crackling of the blazing fire, the cries of women and children, all the sounds were silent, as if they had become projections that had nothing to do with him.

Matt raised his head in a daze and looked at the source of the change.

The tall silhouette with a dazzling sea of ​​fire like the sun was walking towards him, but it was deeper and darker than the night——

The two moons in the sky were covered by dark clouds, and darkness and flames accompanied the footsteps of the figure.

Like the god of revenge in the apocalypse, he stood proudly on the top of the blazing kingdom of God, overlooking the countless creatures in the world.

"Matt——"

Under the deep black robe, the figure slowly spoke, with repeated low echoes in his voice, as if countless men, women, young and old spoke at the same time.

"You, want revenge?"

"Revenge...?"

The dazed mind slowly turned, thinking about the meaning of the figure's words.

A faint fire slowly appeared in the depths of Matt's originally lifeless eyes.

"Revenge..."

Slowly chewing on this cold and sweet word, the flames suddenly spread rapidly in his heart like the blazing sea of ​​fire in front of him.

Recovering his reason, Matt quietly raised his head and looked at the tall figure in front of him.

At this moment, in his brown eyes, an extremely strong flame of hatred had already burned.

"Do you want to take revenge on those nobles who destroyed everything you have?"

Looking at this scene, the dark figure asked without emotion.

"Are you the god of revenge?"

Looking at the extremely tall figure in the sea of ​​fire, Matt suddenly understood something and knelt down like a golden mountain overturning a jade pillar.

"I want revenge, Lord God! I am willing to give you my life! My faith! My soul!"

"I am willing to dedicate everything I have! Just to send them all to the bottom of the endless abyss! Burn in the endless flames of hell forever and ever!"

"Then, as you wish-"

Looking at Matt kneeling in front of him, the dark figure nodded slowly with that strange and sacred echo.

At that moment, Matt suddenly felt that something seemed to have appeared in his heart in an instant.

Gugu-Thanks to the first leader of this book [青色灁]Gugu!

To be honest, Gugu didn't expect that there would be a leader Gugu so early-

After correction by the pigeon group friends, Gugugu now owes seven more chapters...