Chapter 615 Another Ally (Six Thousand)

Ever since he saw what this woman had gone through in the fantasy, Ron had already understood that this woman held an extremely strong hatred for the Andre family. For Ron now, anyone who has a grudge against the Andre family Beings are all objects that can be won over.

Even if she is just a female ghost.

If possible, Ron hopes to cooperate with this woman. At the very least, he hopes that this woman can guide him in the direction.

But Ron didn't expect that this woman's hatred for the Andre family had reached such a strong level.

But that's fine. The more this woman hates the Andre family, the greater the possibility of pulling her onto the warship, and the higher the probability of destroying the Andre family.

Therefore, even if the Soul Burial Forest fell into unprecedented fluctuations due to the energy released by this woman, the expression on Ron's face was still quite calm. He just looked at the woman in front of him silently, waiting for her to return to normal.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah……"

The woman held her head firmly with both hands.

She seemed to be trapped in some painful memories.

She can create realistic illusions from the scenes she has experienced, and use them to harvest the lives of practitioners who accidentally break into the Soul Burial Forest, but this does not mean that the woman really remembers this memory, it is more like a a habit.

That memory was so painful.

The pain is so painful that it makes a woman collapse, makes her despair, and makes her soul unable to carry the painful memories even after she dies.

It is like a self-protection mechanism of the soul. In order to prevent the soul from collapsing due to too much pain, the soul independently chooses to seal this memory. However, the woman's hatred for the Andre family is too strong, even if the memory is sealed , but these scenes will still appear in the illusion.

And now, the words "Andre" suddenly spoken from Ron's mouth were like a key, opening up long-lost memories.

In an instant, all kinds of fragments and memories poured into the female ghost's consciousness like a flood.

The extremely strong impact made the female ghost scream crazily. The pain of the soul being impacted by various memories and the pain of the return of memories were madly torturing the female ghost's spirit. She could not even maintain her soul body. , the whole body is constantly beating and fluctuating, and the soul seems to be completely broken at any time.

So painful.

So sad.

It's despair.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah.

The sharp and hoarse screams echoed in the Soul Burial Forest like waves of tsunami, turning into an invisible impact, crushing a large number of trees and rocks around, and the gray mist in mid-air was also rolling violently.

A large number of infant spirits gathered behind the woman, her little body trembling.

Their little, underdeveloped heads had no idea why their mother suddenly became like this.

Many infant spirits glared at Ron. Mother became like this after listening to this hateful bastard's words. What mother said was indeed right, everyone outside was a bad guy.

The woman's screams continued.

The sound was extremely penetrating. Not to mention inside the Soul Burial Forest, Ron even suspected that the woman's roar could be heard outside the crater, perhaps even in the Andre family's lair.

The recurring memories brought unbearable pain.

The hair was torn off in handfuls, and the scalp was covered with dripping blood. The sharp claws scratched across the face, tearing off strips of flesh.

She remembered.

All remembered.

That year, she was just fifteen years old, the age of a young girl. She was assigned a husband by her family and took on the responsibility of passing on the family lineage. There was no romance or happiness on the wedding night, only endless joy. pain.

She was tortured to the point where she was almost human-like.

From that day on, her life had completely changed. She seemed to have fallen into hell, enduring all kinds of hardships every day. This nightmare-like life did not exist until the moment she became pregnant. termination.

How could she forget that after she became pregnant, her mother-in-law, father-in-law, and husband looked at her with scarlet eyes filled with extremely strong expectations. Those eyes brought her unimaginable pressure. She simply could not imagine that if she was pregnant in October Later, the child that walked out of her belly was not the normal child they expected. What kind of blame and torture would she endure?

As the days passed, her belly became bigger day by day.

Until one day, an elder from the clan came over. He just glanced at her and told her the answer that made her collapse and despair. The child in her belly was most likely to be deformed.

At that moment, she felt that the sky was about to collapse, and there was only endless darkness in his world, with no light at all.

The eyes of her parents-in-law, mother-in-law, and husband also changed when they looked at her. They became fierce and cruel. She secretly heard more than once that they were discussing in private that they should get rid of the child in her belly so that she could be pregnant soon. Start preparing for pregnancy again at one o'clock.

This can be said to be a common thing in the Andre family, but it makes women's hair stand on end.

More and more memories came to the woman's mind, and she remembered more and more things. She thought about how she ran away from home, how she evaded pursuit by patrols, how she searched for food in garbage dumps, barely surviving. own life.

She thought of how happy she was the moment her child was born.

When she thought of the child being taken away and abandoned, she felt so desperate.

She thought of how she fed the child with her blood, and when she was about to die, the child's dark eyes stared at her.

"Ah..."

Pain, screaming, wailing.

Everything she had experienced seemed to be experienced again.

The sealing of memory will not make the pain disappear completely, but will only make the memory more desperate when it is retrieved.

In the woman's abdomen, it seems that something is wriggling violently.

Tsk.

The beige dress was torn.

The woman's belly appeared completely in the eyes of Ron and the other four.

When seeing the appearance of the woman's belly now, almost everyone felt a little numb. The woman's belly was no longer normal. The fetus in the belly was too big. The belly was almost stretched to only a thin layer, translucent color, like crystal.

Through that thin layer of belly, you can even see a large and exaggerated fetus in the belly, struggling inside.

"Li..."

The loud cry of the fetus passed through the belly and echoed in everyone's ears.

The little baby didn't want to stay in the mother's belly all the time. He wanted to see the outside world, no matter how dangerous the outside world was.

The little hand was randomly digging in the mother's belly, and finally the woman's belly broke, the sticky amniotic fluid flowed everywhere, and the little fetus finally got out of the mother's belly.

Yes...

She remembered.

She killed her child with her own hands.

She died, but the strong resentment, coupled with the special environment of the Soul Burial Forest, made her soul not disappear immediately after death, but turned into a ghost-like existence.

Even if she had become a ghost, she still wanted to protect her child.

She thought she was still alive. She controlled her body that had long lost its breath and heartbeat, and picked up the child on the ground again. The outside world was too dangerous. Only her belly was the safest place for the child. Only in her body could she protect her child.

So, the woman tore open her belly, stuffed the child back into her belly, and let the child gradually suffocate in her belly until he died, and then... turned into a ghost baby.

How many years have passed.

The woman herself can no longer remember.

One thousand years, two thousand years, or even longer?

She tied the child in her belly and spent one day and month after another like this. She thought that this was the most beautiful and happiest life for the child, and she protected her child very well.

But until this moment, until the moment when the three words "Andre" came out of Ron's mouth, until her memory was restored, she knew that all the beauty, all the happiness, were just her illusions.

What a cruel act.

Why wake up from your beautiful dream?

The woman's face showed some sad smiles.

However, she did not resent Ron for waking her up. Her eyes just silently watched the child coming out of her belly, still that small body, still covered in blood.

The little face was wrinkled and looked ugly... But when he grows up, he will be handsome, she believes.

The little guy was crawling slowly on the ground.

His face was full of incredible surprise and eager impulse.

He raised his little head and looked around silently, looking at the white bones on the ground, the broken trees around him, the thick fog covering the Soul Burial Forest, and the gloomy clouds above his head...

They were not beautiful scenery, but they seemed so novel and attractive to this little guy.

It was still a very small thing, but it showed a completely different maturity.

He looked at every corner carefully, as if he wanted to completely imprint those pictures in his mind and soul, so that he would never forget them.

Finally, the little guy's sight shifted to the woman.

The woman who had been looking at her son sadly and tenderly actually showed some panic on her face.

She knew that she had restrained her son for too long, and suddenly a strong fear emerged in her heart. She didn't know how her son would look at her as a mother. Would he hate her or resent her?

She was panicked.

She even had the urge to cover her face and run away.

But what the woman didn't expect was that there was no resentment in her son's six clear eyes.

Obviously, he was also an infant spirit, a ghost baby.

But there was no dirty resentment in his body. His body was obviously dead, but so clean.

He looked at his mother quietly, and suddenly, his wrinkled little face opened his mouth, revealing a silly smile. He tried to raise his uncontrollable little hand and gestured to his mother.

When she saw that scene, the woman couldn't help it anymore.

Obviously she had died a long time ago, and her body had rotted away, leaving only a white bone.

It was clear that her body was just a shadow of resentment, but at this moment, the woman felt her nose was sore and her eyes were covered with a layer of mist. The next moment, the woman could no longer hold back. She rushed over and hugged her son in her arms, very hard, very hard.

Tears filled her eyes and collapsed in the next second. Tear marks rolled down the woman's cheeks.

Clear, translucent, like pearls.

Falling to the ground and shattered.

The woman burst into tears, as if she wanted to release all the depression and despair she had endured for thousands of years at this time.

The little guy in her arms could feel the mother's sorrow and pain. He stretched out a dry little hand and gently stroked her mother's cheek. He couldn't speak yet, and could only babbled.

The woman with tearful eyes finally raised her head and looked at her son in her arms hazily.

The little hand wiped away the tears from the corners of his mother's eyes, and he smiled at his mother again, and then all six black eyes looked up at the sky above his head.

The woman seemed to feel something, her face changed drastically, and she hugged the child in her arms in panic, wanting to stop something, but she could not stop anything. She could only watch the little guy in her arms turn into a little bit of hazy light, like a group of fireflies, gradually dissipating in her arms.

The sound of the woman's wailing became the only movement in the Soul Burial Forest.

The atmosphere was a bit depressing.

Neither Ron nor Heferson, who usually talked the most, said a word at this time.

Perhaps he didn't know what he should say.

Originally, he just wanted to go to the Andre family's nest to make trouble, but who would have thought that he would have to go through such a plot.

Why is this so, everyone knows it well.

This little guy, although abandoned, and finally suffocated to death in his mother's belly, even if he was not suffocated to death, he would have starved to death, but... his soul is very pure, pure without any impurities.

He did not hate anyone, and his soul only had a desire for this world and gratitude to his mother.

When he saw the outside world with his own eyes and expressed his gratitude to his mother through the babbling voice, his soul no longer had any concerns about this world.

Just dissipated.

For this little guy, this may be the best ending.

The woman cried for a long time, until her tears dried up, and she finally stopped crying.

Raising a dry finger and wiping away the last tear from the corner of her eyes, the woman finally sat up from the ground. She took a deep breath, as if trying to calm herself down.

Her delicate nose was still twitching.

She needed some time to digest the fact that her son had left.

But, for this woman, this might not be a bad thing. Her son left without any pain, so she no longer had to stay in this world to endure any torture.

As an evil spirit, a fierce ghost, the woman knew very well how painful it was to exist like this.

Moreover, she could finally let go of her hands and feet, and no longer have any worries to do things she had wanted to do for a long time but didn't dare to do.

Huh!

The woman exhaled heavily again, turned around, and looked at Ron and others.

She was still a fierce ghost, but the evil spirit and resentment on her body had obviously dissipated a little, and replaced by double hatred.

Hatred was already her last motivation to continue to exist in this world.

She couldn't watch those guys who had killed her and her son, and their descendants living so peacefully in this world, she had to make them pay a price.

"Who are you, why do you know the Andre family?" The woman spoke slowly, her voice had returned to normal: "My name is Daphne..."

It seems that the woman's wisdom has completely returned.

She didn't tell her full name, after all, the surname Andre made her sick.

Daphne, this is a very beautiful name.

"I am Ron..." He had been trying to communicate with this woman before, so after the woman recovered, Ron was the one who took the responsibility of negotiating with the woman.

He first pointed at the people around him and introduced them one by one.

"In short, we are people living in the Andre family's old nest in the Dusk Continent and other places outside the Soul Burial Forest."

"As for why we know the Andre family, it's actually very simple. Our existence is a heresy to the Andre family. The Andre family, who thinks they are the guardians of fate, cannot tolerate our existence and try to completely erase us heretics from this world. After a while, we know it." Ron spread his hands, with some helplessness in his tone.

He really didn't want to play so big.

Who would have thought that his initial goal was just to survive in this world, but even such a small goal could not be achieved, and someone jumped out to hinder him.

In this case, he can only kill all the guys who want to hinder him, right?

Ron did not hide anything. This woman was his natural ally. He believed that as long as it was something that could make the Andre family unhappy, this woman would definitely cooperate unconditionally, even though she knew very well how dangerous such an action was and that she would lose her soul if she was not careful.

He told the woman in front of him all about the future he had glimpsed, what might happen in the Andre family's lair, and what the others wanted to do.

After listening, the woman was silent for a short time, and then immediately spoke: "So, Mr. Ron means that you hope that I can join you in launching revenge on the Andre family?"

"This is of course the best. After all, our strength is really weak. You know better than us how big the Andre family is..." Ron said: "In this case, I naturally hope that our side The stronger the power, the better. If Ms. Daphne is not willing, we will not force it. We only hope that you can help us guide the direction to the Andre family's nest."

Daphne did not answer immediately, her eyes swept over Ron and others one by one. After a long time, Daphne shook her head: "The truth hurts, but... I have to tell you, the four of you, if you don't have other strengths, you will be better." A powerful helper who wants to enter the Andre family is simply seeking death. "

A pale finger pointed at Partridge: "You are the strongest among the four of you, right? There are fifty-two people like you in the Andre family..."

"I don't know where you got the courage from, but I really don't see any hope of you winning."

As soon as these words came out, Ron and others immediately understood that Daphne existed at least a thousand years ago, before the Archibald Hoho Andre family.

"Ms. Daphne, do you know Montericia?" Ron asked after thinking for a moment.

Daphne nodded: "I know Montericia, she is several years older than me..."

Okay, it’s confirmed, this Daphne existed almost three thousand years ago.

"Ahem..." Ron coughed softly and considered his words: "Ms. Daphne, I know that our strength is nothing compared to the Andre family, but in fact... the current Andre family may It’s far less powerful than you know. Only thirteen of the fifty-two ancestors were killed.”

"He's still a giant, but...maybe not so unattainable anymore."

Daphne was slightly startled, with some astonishment on her face. She seemed to have never expected that such a big change would happen to the Andre family during the period when she turned into a ghost.

Fifty-two ancestors, three-quarters died immediately.

Who did it?

Is it too fierce?

I really didn't expect that I would hear such good news just after returning to normal...well, normal wisdom. Daphne even had the urge to sing "Today is a good day".

It's a pity that this fierce man didn't uproot the Andre family?

It would be perfect if no one was left alive.

After all, a place as dirty and filthy as the Andre family really doesn't deserve any living creatures.

Soon, Daphne thought of something again. She was silent for a moment and then said: "How long have I been dead?"

"If our speculation is correct, you may have been dead for three thousand years."

Three thousand years.

Daphne's already pale face was instantly cast into a layer of gloom.

She bit her lip hard with her teeth and tried hard to control the shaking in her body. She actually restrained her child for three thousand years. She actually spent three thousand years in this forest and endured three thousand years of torture.

After a long time, Daphne seemed to finally accept the news. Although the expression on her face was still a little ugly, at least it was no longer so distorted.

She shook her head vigorously to expel the distracting thoughts in her mind: "I will act with you."

"I also want to see the Andre family suffer disaster with my own eyes, and watch this sinful family flow into rivers of blood... I want to kill them one after another with my own hands... But, it's best not to expect that I can help. What are you busy with?"

"Perhaps I have some power, but my current existence has purely natural flaws."

"No matter how strong I am, I am just a ghost after all. Thunder, lightning, fire, and dawn can all cause fatal harm to me."

Daphne was a little annoyed.

She no longer has a real body, her flesh has long since rotted away, and even her bones have rotted away.

She is basically just a pure ghost now.

Even beings who are weaker than her and have a lower level than her can still cause fatal harm to her.

If you really encounter that kind of semi-god-level monster, you may just need to raise your hand and use a magical power to completely destroy your soul... Although the ancestors of the Andre family majored in space and the secret of longevity, they had no idea about the Twilight Continent. Various other forces in the world are also involved.

Ron was about to speak, but at this moment, a figure quietly appeared beside him.

Who is Elsa if not the suspected goddess of life and death?

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