Chapter 348 Interlude!

Gray Rain Country, Gray Marsh Swamp Thought of Truth branch tutor area, in Mijaka's underground laboratory.

Anya had already fallen asleep on the velvet-covered experimental bench. Under her body, complex energy circuits of enchanted runes loomed with the rhythm of the girl's breathing, and the slender energy channels had been connected by Mijiaka. When it reaches the spinal nerves of Anya, through the energy lines that are extremely sensitive to bioelectricity, the one who dominates the operation of the entire magic circle is Mijiaka. It became possible to observe Anya's mental state at any time.

At this moment, due to the effect of the hypnotic potion, Anya's body has already fallen into a deep sleep, but at the same time, her consciousness has also entered an incredible corner, or...into her deepest heart corner of.

"Jealous! Angry"! !

In the darkness, a hoarse voice that made Anya feel familiar but was extremely strange suddenly boomed.

The next moment, the darkness in front of Anya's eyes was instantly lit up.

"This...this is"...

The stunned girl backed away in panic, but the imbalance of her body made her accidentally fall to the ground.

"It hurts...wait a minute, how is this possible..."

Anya who fell on the ground subconsciously stretched out her hand to support the wall beside her, but when a pair of white and immature hands appeared in front of her eyes, the girl was stunned.

These hands were obviously just the palms of a seven or eight-year-old girl, with dirty fingers and many small wounds. What surprised the girl most was that the owner of these hands... was Anya herself!

Forced to stand up calmly, Anya realized at this moment that she was actually wearing a tattered linen clothes covered with plaster when she was six or seven years old—that was the one that Anya remembered most deeply. A piece of clothing, this tattered "fabric" has accompanied Anya through her entire childhood.

"What's wrong with me"?

Anya who was stunned in place felt at a loss, she felt that her thoughts suddenly became muddled, and she couldn't remember many important things...

"Hey! Little smash, get out of here!"

Just when the young Anya was still in a daze, a small but vicious and disdainful curse came from behind her.

Turning her head slowly, Anya opened her beautiful amber eyes wide.

She recognized it. Isn't this the alley where she wandered in her childhood? Until she was thirteen years old, she had been living in this alley by begging for fear of attracting terrible slave traders due to her beautiful appearance. , Little Anya at that time had to say that she dressed herself up as a dirty and smelly wild girl.

When Anya recalled this period of dark childhood, she suddenly felt that the scene in front of her was much more real, and the voices of the girls who were insulting her loudly became clearer.

"Look at that filthy bastard, I heard her mother was a whore, the kind that bums sleep with."

"Oh my God, it's so disgusting, look at what she's wearing, what are those yellow things, are they shit?"

"Stay away from her, my perfume is all stinky".

Three young girls in beautiful and clean silk clothes pointed at the little Anya who was curled up in the garbage dump from a distance. Anya remembered clearly that these girls were the eldest daughters of wealthy businessmen nearby, and their clothes were made by the town. It was woven by the best tailors in the world bit by bit. The golden silk thread was outlined on the bright silver collar, and the light red pattern was carved in the center of the skirt.

Standing under the dazzling sunlight, those girls are as beautiful and colorful as shining gems...Of course, their words and eyes are extremely vicious, especially one of the girls with diamonds on the skirt is even more disgusted The three pairs of disgusted eyes were like three poisoned awls, piercing straight into Anya's heart.

"This... this is..."

Recalling this scene in her childhood again, although she remembered that little Anya didn't pay much attention to it because of hunger, but at this moment, when reviewing this scene, Anya only felt the laughter in her ears getting louder and louder. The disgusted eyes and the colorful clothes seemed to occupy his entire field of vision. The most terrifying thing was that An Ya had never felt so clearly the stench of the dirty linen clothes on her body so unbearably.

The laughter of the three taunters did not disappear with the passage of time. On the contrary, their laughter was still getting louder and harsher. At the same time, the three gorgeous dresses also changed in Anya's eyes. It's getting more and more brilliant, more and more beautiful... Unknowingly, a deep anger and jealousy grew in Anya's heart.

"Why! Why should they stand in the sun in clean clothes, Why should I have to smear mud on the tattered sackcloth, Why should they laugh like this, Why should I cry from hunger ? This is not fair, this is not fair, this... No, fair, fair!"

At some point, Anya had forgotten the real and the unreal, and her amber pupils began to turn a violent blood red little by little, and even the nails on the little girl's hands instantly turned into red sharp knives.

"That's right, how unfair, why can't that beautiful dress be mine, why can't I dig out those vicious eyes, grab the beautiful ornaments, and tear those who hate you to pieces!"

The hoarse voice kept echoing in Anya's ears, and two strange runes, one red and one purple, began to circle happily in her right eye.

Looting... Killing... Anger... Greed...

The terrifying whispers corroded Anya's consciousness bit by bit, and her heart was already wrapped in anger and jealousy... Kindness? Anya couldn't help but think of the roar of an old homeless man she met when she was a child - when the world becomes full of malice, what's the point of kindness?

"Release your hatred, vent your anger, ignite the fire of malice in your heart, and indulge your endless desire and hatred"!

The mouth with sharp teeth opened and closed, and before she knew it, Anya's hoarse roar merged with that weird tone.

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Mijaka didn't know what happened deep in Anya's heart, but this did not prevent him from observing Anya's mental state in the dream. In fact, at this moment, Mijaka felt no better than Anya.

When he carefully explored the location of Anya's brain optic nerve with his own mental power, a strange fluctuation full of malice and darkness instantly counterattacked along the spiritual power protruding from Mijaka. At that time, he was already horrified to discover that strands of gray-black energy threads began to squirm and coil in his soul like living nematodes.

"Damn... what the hell is this"!

Mijaka, who was a little panicked, immediately activated the enchanting circle that blocked the connection of spiritual power, and soon, invisible light blades of spiritual power began to continuously cut through the spiritual connection between Mijaka and Anya.

But... it didn't work, the black illusory silk thread was not only exceptionally strong, but after being attacked, these black threads spreading in the soul suddenly intensified their offensive, and a blood-red force was seen running along Micah's body. Ka's spirit suddenly poured in, and a lot of terrifying negative emotions directly invaded Mijaka's mind.

At this moment, Mijaka felt the pain of anger that Anya suffered!

"... Anya, is this the pain you have endured? It's really weird and terrifying... But, that alone is not enough to make me flinch"!

Forcibly suppressing the raging rage in his heart, Mijaka gritted his teeth with a hint of ferocity on his face, and then injected all the magic power into the complex magic circle.