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The ceiling, walls and floors of this floor area are made of tree bark. There are lush green moss shining with green light everywhere in the passage, and this scene can't help giving people a feeling of being in a secret realm.

The grotesque branches and leaves shivered in the howls of the roaring monsters, and the mysterious petals also dripped silver dew.

A figure is running in this maze of trees that is very different from the upper area. This figure with limbs looked as soft and slender as a girl, and her silver hair shone brightly in the bath of moss light.

The light of the moss illuminated not only the smooth and beautiful long hair, but also the pale skin. In addition, there are countless scales all over the shoulders and waist, and striking pointed ears that are slender than fairies, the most striking of which is the shining ruby ​​embedded in the forehead.

The pale body and dazzling gems are not characteristics of human beings, and there is no doubt that these are proofs of "monsters". She folded her slender arms like branches to her chest and dashed through the labyrinth.

She was covered in blood, and her face was full of grievances and doubts. Because she didn't understand why she was subjected to such violence.

She was covered in lacerations from hooked claws, fangs, and sharp swords, with bright red blood dripping down her path. Even the pale skin on the shattered shoulders had been dyed red.

The eyes of the monster were full of fear, full of confusion, and full of grief. The pus mixed with blood dripped to the ground, transparent tears fell from the monster's beautiful amber eyes, and the slender throat trembled.

"why……?"

What leaked from the trembling lips was not the terrifying howl of the monster, but the words wrapped in sadness.

It was a childlike whimper. The intricate labyrinth seems to be jealous of the listing of this string of words, and the howls of many monsters are approaching from all directions. The monster's long blue hair and thin shoulders also trembled in fear.

"She" was alone. "She" who was just born out of the labyrinth was repelled by all things in the world.

After the birth of the broken wall, she can only wander aimlessly in the dim labyrinth. In the unease of not knowing where she was, she smelled a similar existence to herself, and "she" was driven there by instinct.

She came to a certain corner of the labyrinth and asked the bear beast bigger than her.

The answer was a vicious roar. The bear beast roared and swung down its sharp front paws. "She", whose skin was cut, fled in panic.

Chaos reigned all over her body, the blood oozing and the pain she felt for the first time since her birth made her run away in fear. Since then, "she" has been attacked several times again. The different races are all threatening "her" life without exception. The wounds on "her" gradually increased, but she still tried her best to hold back the tear ducts that were about to burst.

Exhausted, "she" escaped from the depths of the labyrinth, and then she encountered a different race from herself, those with sharp swords and bows and arrows.

Men and women with elf-specific looks and long ears leaned back to back to protect each other. Her eyes couldn't help showing an envious look, and she slowly approached them.

In order not to disturb the other party, "she" retracted the sharp claws between her five fingers, looked closer, opened her lips and said.

help me.

In an instant, "she" was slashed by a sharp sword. Their shaking and confusion even surpassed her, and they rejected her with great fear.

The oncoming hostility forced her to flee again. The man slashed frantically, and the woman who was blue-faced screamed and shot with a bow.

"She", who was counting arrows behind her back, finally cried.

Pain, distress, sadness. The scales that resisted the bow and arrow fell off due to the impact, and the slashed and shattered shoulders were also hot as if they were burning. The world that has nurtured itself is rejecting itself, alienating itself, and rejecting itself. It was as if he had been branded a heretic.

Why? Why? Why?

No matter how much he questioned, the labyrinth that gave birth to himself did not respond.

While fleeing, people chasing her appeared. They looked at her beauty in astonishment, their eyes suddenly changed and they hurriedly shouted "Wait!".

Looking at their sadistic eyes and greedy looks, it was impossible for her to stop. With their greedy eyes chasing after them, they are much uglier than the faces of monsters of the same race. Fearing everything, "she" drove her two thin legs to bury her head and flee.

She meets a strange person.

"Oh, oh, I didn't expect it to be... that's right, according to the plot line, it's the moment of your birth."

It was a weirdo who was shrouded in black clothes, and only the helmet released a faint pink light. He just raised his hand and turned those ugly people into ashes.

She winced and looked at her, the person exuded a good smell.

"Come on, let me take you to find your companion." The man smiled and stretched out his hand.

"Also, from today onwards, you will be called... Forget it, don't bother to think about it, you should still be called Winnie."

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M78 Nebula

ps: daily ticket request

Chapter 91. Heresy Homeland

The huge man-made labyrinth that stands in the depths of the dungeon Xoroth is grand. This man-made labyrinth, which carries many experimental items and testing grounds for rage, is also the "home" of heretics.

These self-aware monsters live very happily here.

At least compared to the bad life in hiding before, the heretics here are well fed, warmly clothed, and have limited freedom - of course, they have to offer loyalty and ability to repay this help.

This is what Reed saw when he 'returned' to Xoroth.

The new heretics came here under the leadership of the veterans, educating them to wake up from their ignorance and educating them how to face the world.

Heretics have their own place to live, play here, sleep peacefully here, eat and drink here, and study here.

It can be said that these heretics are even happier than many people on earth.

"this……"

Reid, who saw this scene, hesitated, hesitated, not knowing what to do.

His compatriots are indeed very happy.

Such a life, even Reed had never imagined. Beautiful, Enron, a real 'home' that belongs to them...

"Reed, you were our most respected leader, and even now, you deserve the respect of all of us."

Tiger, who was wearing a praying hand costume, took off his helmet, and the face seemed to have completely faded from the original appearance of a tiger, and turned into a reptile.

He looked at his best friend and said softly

"You, Rey, Rani and Foou can all come back to us. You've never been a traitor, you've just...you can't see the situation clearly."

"...So, does all this have to be exchanged for freedom?"

"Don't you understand, Reed?" Tiger said bitterly.

"From the moment we are born, we have nothing but freedom!"

"We have the body of a monster, but a human heart! What do we have but freedom? Are we away from home, wandering around, and risking being killed every moment?"

Speaking of excitement, Tiger even grabbed Reed's clothes and let out a deafening roar

"Tell me, Reed! When our babies are born, when our children grow! Who will give us gifts? Who will protect us? Your gods? Or dungeons? No! None!"

"We have nothing but the freedom you always talk about! No dignity! No future! Nothing!"

Reed looked at the excited Tiger and opened his mouth slightly, but he did not refute, because there was no way to refute.

Heretics used to be so, they had nothing but freedom. How should Reed respond? Licking their faces and saying they at least have freedom!

Don't be kidding, what life is so precious, love is expensive, and if you are free, the stupid words that you can throw both of them can only deceive those idiots who are bored and bored!

Anything will appear trivial in the face of life, and it is not that there are no people who ignore life for the sake of faith. But for a group, survival is the first priority.

There is no way to refute a man who has brought the group to a more adaptable environment...

"Huh, I'm excited..." Tiger let go of his hand and said with a long sigh of relief

"Next, Reed, go see Lord Russ."

His hand pressed on the teleportation road sign next to him, and after a whirl of white light from the soles of his feet, they came to the center of Xoroth.

Here, the benevolent ancient sage is carrying out a unique children's education for a young heretic child.

"This is called human, this is called elves, this is called dwarf, this is called villain." Furious with a very kind smile, he held up a few animation cards in front of the ignorant Winnie.

"Remember, they are the bad guys who chase and kill you and want to buy you as a slave. So, you have to deal with him in this way."

He changed a few cards, and the mortal races were still painted on them, but they suffered different endings.

Bitten by sharp teeth, smashed by steel tails, burned by dragon breath, and torn apart by sharp claws.

The ignorant Winnie nodded lightly. For the heretics who are still in their infancy, education is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

What's more, this is her own experience, and the rage is just...inducing it out.

Seeing that the guy in front of him was so 'bewitching' his compatriots, Reed opened his mouth and just wanted to step forward, but after seeing the obvious stab wounds on Winnie's body, he was silent.

He had seen the same injury countless times, and he was born out of ignorance. Chased by monsters, hunted by humans, struggling to survive, covered in scars.

"Okay, Winnie. Tell Brother Russ, what will you do if you encounter bad people?"

"Kill, kill them!" Winnie raised her tambourine.

"Very good, very energetic, and worthy of praise!" Angrily smiled and rubbed her little head

"Go, go and play with Rabbit, but don't forget to come to the lab in the afternoon. The custom 'help' for you is almost done."

Winnie nodded obediently, and trotted away with her legs open. When passing by Reed, I glanced at him curiously.

"Isn't this the former king of heresy? Why, do you finally understand that you can't get along on the ground?"

Furious, he turned around, spread his hands and stared at Reed in front of him, and said in a mocking tone.

"Xornos welcomes you back at any time. Here, at least I have the freedom to come."

"...What exactly do you want me to do?" Reed was silent for a moment, then said a little sullenly

"That's not the heart of the matter, Mr. Reed. What you should be asking is—what do you want?" Furious shook his finger and smiled happily.

"If you and your companions just want to go back to the dungeon, then you don't need my permission at all. Come back, but the question is - do you just want to come back?"

He stepped off the throne, came to Reed's side, put his hands on his shoulders gently, and said slowly.

"Listen, Reed. You'll come to me, and you'll be willing to meet my one-time enemy, the villain who imprisoned your countrymen. Not because you want to go home, but because you want to find some presence for yourself. "

"What do you want to do, whether it's for your fellow man, or atonement, or something--you want to make yourself happy! That's fine, Reed, tell me, what's on your mind most?"

"...kill our enemies," Reed said in a dry voice

He can only do this kind of thing. As the leader of the ethnic group, what else can he do besides murder? His compatriots don't need him anymore, he's nothing but murder.

"Yes, so who is our enemy?" Furious lowered his voice and used a seductive voice to persuade

"Humans...and gods."

Reed was silent for a long time this time before giving his answer.

"Yes, humans and gods, mortals capture monsters, and also capture our own kind. Seeing that we are also facing each other with swords, and their power is bestowed by gods, so it is said that gods are their accomplices."

Furiously happy added

"But what should we do? Is it as simple as just going to war with Orari? No, we won't just have a head-to-head confrontation - we don't have to be so violent, we have to declare it first. ."

"Declaration?"

"Yes, a warning to tell them that dungeons are not to be messed with! Make them pay for their offense."

"...What should I do?" Reed lowered his head and whispered

He couldn't ignore the fact that even though Fury and Tiger were very aggressive, in fact, they were right.

Humans and gods simply can't accommodate these monsters with human hearts. Since they can't squeeze into their circles with all their efforts, then they simply - become their enemies.

At least on this road he saw some fulfilled hope, he saw the future of his own race!

"In a few days, it will be the 'monster festival' of the Ganesha family." Furious returned to the throne, holding his chin happily.

"Your mission is very simple, to release the imprisoned monsters at the monster festival - I mean, release them all."

"And then, your mission is over. Whether it's to stay and wreak havoc, or go straight back to Xoroth, we're all welcome."

A tangled expression appeared on Reed's expression. He knew the essence of the Monster Festival, which was a festival that Kronos ordered Ganesha to hold in order to integrate the heretics into the dungeon.

Let the children of the earth expel their fears and unknowns by familiarizing themselves with monsters, and then accept the new race of heretics.

"Don't think so much, Reed. Or do you really think that so-called monster festival will be useful?"

"It's like trying to get white gentlemen to accept blacks as their compatriots, so don't you think it's ridiculous to arrest a group of African orangutans every year to show them to white gentlemen?"

Reed did not refute, although he did not understand the "words" in the angry words, but it did not prevent him from understanding this obvious contempt.

The purpose of the monster festival is quite nonsense, isn't it? Let the people on the ground get acquainted with monsters, so that they can accept heretics - the starting point of this matter has already classified them as monsters in the dungeon.

They are not at all standing on an equal footing with a whole new race, but a superior attitude. This is not equality, this is charity!

"...I know what to do."

"Very good!" He laughed furiously, cut open his palm, shed a cup of precious White King blood and handed it to Reed

"This is a reward for you and your companions, but I mind you wait a while before drinking."