The Dimension Comes to Marvel

The bell tower disappeared without knowing when.

Morgana came to the cell she least wanted to recall. In front of her was a young lord wearing a black robe.

see that person

Morgana's body trembled involuntarily, with a look of horror on her face.

"Morgana, you are back."

The lord wore a horrifying twisted smile and whipped out the whip on the spot.

Morgana subconsciously wanted to resist.

But as soon as he raised his hand, his mind recalled the punishment he received when he was a child, and he subconsciously retracted it.

"How dare you run away privately"

"I actually want to escape from my master."

"How dare you, a lowly slave, have human thoughts and even think about freedom."

"How much do you think I spent to buy you?"

"You're just an object, stop being so self-righteous."

The lord insulted and whipped her at the same time, and Morgana could only bear the shadow of the past tremblingly.

Although that kind of force couldn't really hurt her at all, she still felt pain.

I do not know how long it has been.

Morgana could only feel the burning pain from the sun shining on more and more whip marks.

Suddenly, the whipping stopped.

The lord said with a smile that frightened her: "Morgana, you will never escape my hands. You are my slave for the rest of your life. Don't ever think of being in the hands of others."

"Yes, it's me"

The numb Morgana subconsciously wanted to echo the other person's words, but when the words came to her lips, she couldn't say them out.

"what are you"

The lord guided Morgana.

"I'm"

Morgana opened her mouth, but still couldn't speak.

Suddenly, she felt that familiar breath beside her.

"Gu Yuan"

Morgana murmured to herself, and a trace of color returned to her numb eyes.

"What are you talking about, Morgana?"

The lord's expression changed, and he shouted angrily: "You are my slave, and only my slave. You are not allowed to call other people's names."

"No, I'm not your slave"

"That's right, I spent a lot of money to buy you."

"No one wants to be bought by you, and no one wants to be sold. I am me, I am Morgana."

The more Morgana spoke, the brighter her eyes became.

Gradually, she recalled the memories deep in her mind.

In the dark continent, at the other end of the canyon

It was pitch black there, and I couldn't see anything. I could only feel the hurricane blowing, and I was running freely on that land, running with many other tribesmen.

"Shut up, I am your master"

The lord roared and cracked his whip.

"Snapped"

Morgana reached out and caught the whip.

"You, how dare you"

The lord's eyes widened, and then he was shaking with anger.

"You humble slave, how dare you resist?"

"I am not a slave"

The girl lowered her head and made a low voice.

"Not yet a slave"

The trembling of the lord's body became more and more obvious, but it changed from anger to uncontrollable laughter, "Look at yourself, you managed to escape from me, and then you obeyed another person. You are not a slave. What"

"If you ask me, you are a bitch, born to be a slave."

"so what"

Morgana raised her head, her red hair dancing wildly in the wind, her pure eyes filled with destructive power, "Do you think you are him?"

Before being summoned, she was the slave of this cruel lord. Her hands and feet were shackled, and she had to work and fight non-stop every day.

There was no treatment for injuries, and only beatings and scoldings for tiredness.

Morgana once thought that she would live a worthless slave life for the rest of her life and then die worthlessly.

Until one day, she felt a call from outside the world and felt the urgent need for help.

Then she answered the call.

Morgana came to this bustling metropolis that she had never seen before, and met the man who summoned her.

He is gentle.

He cares about himself very much and never forces himself to do unpleasant things, nor does he restrict his actions.

But he was also aloof.

He is ruthless and unscrupulous towards his enemies.

But it was this different attitude towards the enemy and ourselves that made Morgana feel the tenderness of the other party even more.

She was very grateful to the man, had a good impression of that tenderness, and wanted to accept that tenderness.

I want this man to be my hero.

but.

Her past experience made her feel inferior and felt that she was not worthy of receiving this tenderness.

In order to avoid this feeling, she blamed everything on the system contract that Gu Yuan could not solve.

But now the contract saved her.

The system contract prevents her from betraying her master, even if she is mentally controlled by an external force.

Just when she was about to be enslaved by the illusion master's spiritual guidance, the system contract activated her potential, freeing her from the possibility of being mentally manipulated.

Morgana has never been so lucky as she is now, grateful for the existence of the system contract.

It was this feeling of joy that made her face up to her relationship with Gu Yuan.

Yes.

She still cares about her past experiences and still feels inferior.

But she won't use things like system contracts as an excuse anymore.

And now

"You make me face my inner feelings, and you make me happy, worried, and shy at the same time to tell the truth."

Morgana stared at the Lord of Illusion, her pure eyes filled with the power of destruction, her red hair dancing wildly in the wind, and her whole body wrapped with golden thunder.

"Don't think you can survive."

After saying that, the girl stretched out her right hand wrapped in golden thunder and grabbed the Illusion Lord's neck without any hindrance.

"stop"

"Stop, I am your master"

"You can't do this to me"

Looking at the Illusion Lord struggling in her hands like a bug, the girl suddenly felt so stupid.

Look, how weak this guy is

In the past, I was enslaved by such a weak guy. It was so stupid.

Morgana, nothing in this world can bind you except yourself.

Morgana had a kind of enlightenment in her heart, and her whole body became lighter, as if she could fly freely.

"Yeah, I'm really stupid."

As the words fell, the girl crushed the Illusion Lord's neck, and the golden thunder in her hand spread around, shattering the entire illusion.

Consciousness returns to the present world.

Morgana looked up at the person in front of her.

The middle-aged man sitting in the wheelchair was bleeding from all his orifices and had lost his breath.

The man in a sweatshirt behind him turned around and ran away with a look of horror on his face.

"Don't try to run away"

Morgana whispered to herself, and then punched out in the air.

The powerful force caused the air to be squeezed, then contracted, and finally formed an air bomb that flew out, knocking the man away from the bell tower.