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The ceiling, walls and floors of this floor area are made of bark. Lush green moss can be seen everywhere in the passage, this scene can not help but give people a feeling as if they are in a secret place.

The grotesque branches and leaves trembled amid the roaring monster howls, and silver dew dripped from the mysterious petals.

A figure is galloping through the big tree maze which is completely different from the upper area. This figure with four limbs looks as soft and slender as a girl, and her pale silver hair shines brightly in the bath of moss light.

The light of moss illuminates 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, eye-catching pointed ears that are thinner than goblins, and the most striking thing is the shining ruby ​​embedded in the forehead.

Pale bodies and dazzling gemstones are not human characteristics, and these are undoubtedly proofs of "monsters". She clasped her slender arms like branches in front of her chest, and dashed through the maze with a "slap-tap-tap-tap".

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.

Her body was covered with lacerations caused by claws, fangs and sharp swords, and bright red blood dripped along the way. Even the pale skin exposed on the scale-shattered shoulders had been stained red.

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

"Why……?"

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

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

"She" is alone. "She" just born from the maze was rejected by all things in the world.

After the broken wall was born, she could only wander aimlessly in the dark labyrinth. In the anxiety of not knowing where she was, she smelled the existence similar to herself, and driven by instinct, "she" went there.

She came to a certain corner of the maze and asked the bear beast that was bigger than herself.

The answer was a ferocious growl. The bear roared and swung its sharp front paws. The "she" whose skin was cut ran away in a panic.

Her whole body was dominated by chaos, and the blood oozing and the pain she felt for the first time in her life made her run away in fear. Since then, "she" has been attacked several times again. The same races with different shapes are threatening "her" life without exception. The wounds on "her" gradually increased, but she still desperately held back the tear glands that were about to burst.

Exhausted, "she" fled the depths of the maze, and then met a different race from herself, people with sharp swords and bows.

Men and women with elf-like features and long ears cuddle back to back to protect each other. Her eyes couldn't help showing envy, and she slowly approached them.

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

help me.

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

The oncoming hostility forced her to flee again. The man slashed wildly, and the blue-faced woman also screamed and shot with her bow.

"She" who had been shot in the back with several arrows finally cried out.

Pain, depression, sadness. The scales that resisted the bow and arrow peeled off due to the impact, and the chopped and broken shoulders were also hot as if they were burning. The world that gave birth to oneself is rejecting itself, alienating itself, and rejecting itself. It was as if he had been branded with the mark of heresy.

Why? Why? Why?

No matter how much I questioned, the maze that gave birth to itself didn't respond.

While running around, the people chasing her appeared. They looked at her beauty in amazement, 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 and relentless pursuit, they are much uglier than the monsters of the same race. The "she" who was afraid of everything drove her two thin legs to flee wildly.

She meets a strange man.

"Oh, oh, I didn't expect it to be... That's right, according to the plot line, it's time for you to be born."

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

She looked at her in awe. There was a good smell coming from that person.

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

"Also, from today onwards, your name will be... Forget it, I'm too lazy to think about it, you should still be called Wei Ni."

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Nebula M78

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Chapter 91. Home of Heretics

The huge man-made labyrinth Xoros that stands in the depths of the dungeon is magnificent. This man-made labyrinth, which carries many violent experiments and test sites, is also the 'home' of heretics.

These monsters with self-awareness live very happily here.

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

This is what Reid saw when he 'returned' to Xoros.

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.

The heretics each have their own shelter, where they play games, sleep peacefully, eat and drink here, and study here.

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

"this……"

Seeing this scene, Reed hesitated, hesitated, and didn't know what to do.

His fellow countrymen lived very happily indeed.

Such a life had never existed even in Reed's fantasy. Beautiful, safe, 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 his face seemed to have completely lost the original appearance of a tiger, and turned into a reptile.

He looked at his best friend and said softly

"You, Rey, Ranie, and Faou can all come back to us. You have never been traitors, you just...can't see the situation clearly."

"...So, all of this has to be exchanged for freedom?"

"Don't you understand, Reed?" Tiger said sadly

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

"We have monster bodies, but we have a human heart! What do we have but freedom? Uprooted, wandering, risking being killed every moment?"

Speaking of excitement, Tiger even grabbed Reed's shirt and let out a deafening growl

"Tell me, Reed! When our newborns are born, when our children grow! Who will give us boons? Who will give us protection? Your gods? Or dungeons? No! Neither!"

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

Reid looked at the excited Tiger and opened his mouth slightly. He didn't refute because there was no way to refute.

The heretics were once true, they had nothing but freedom. How should Reed respond? Licking their faces and saying that they at least have freedom!

Don't be kidding, life is precious, love is expensive, if it's for freedom, the stupid talk that both can be thrown away can only deceive those idiots who don't leave the door and don't walk around and are bored!

Anything in front of life will appear insignificant, not without people who ignore life for the sake of faith. But for an ethnic group, survival is the first priority.

There is no way to refute a person who brought the group to a more suitable living environment...

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

"Next, Reed, go see Lord Lars."

He pressed his hand on the teleportation marker stone next to him, and following a burst of white light on the soles of his feet, after a burst of spinning, they came to the center of Xoros.

Here, the benevolent Old Sage is giving a unique education to a young heretic.

"This one is called a human, this one is called an elf, this one is called a dwarf, and this one is called a little human." With an extremely kind smile, Fury held up a few animation cards in front of the ignorant Winnie.

"Remember, they are the bad guys who hunted you down and wanted to buy you as slaves. So, you have to use this method to deal with him."

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

Bitten off by sharp teeth, flattened by steel tails, burned by dragon's breath, torn apart by sharp claws.

The ignorant Weini nodded lightly. For 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... induced.

Seeing the guy in front of him so 'bewitching' his compatriots, Reid opened his mouth and wanted to step forward, but after seeing the obvious knife wound on Winnie's body, he fell silent.

He has seen the same injury countless times, and he was born from ignorance. Being hunted down by monsters and humans, I struggled to survive, covered in scars.

"Okay, Winnie. Tell Brother Las, what should you do if you encounter bad people?"

"Kill, kill them!" Winnie raised her tambourine and said

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

"Go and play with Rabbit, but don't forget to come to the laboratory in the afternoon. The customized 'help' for you is almost finished."

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

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

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

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

"...What on earth do you want me to do?" Reid was silent for a moment, and said somewhat dejectedly

"The core of the problem is not here, Mr. Reed. What you should ask is—what do you want?" Furious shook his fingers and smiled happily

"If you and your companions just want to go back to the dungeon, then you don't need my permission or anything. You just want to 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 lightly on his shoulders, and said slowly

"Listen, Reed. You'll come to me, and you'll be willing to meet my former enemy, the villain who imprisoned and bewitched your people. Not because you want to go home, but because, you want to find some sense of existence for yourself. "

"What do you want to do, whether it's for your own people, or atonement, or whatever—you want to make yourself happy! That's fine, Reed, tell me, what's your heart's desire?"

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

He only knows this kind of thing. As the leader of the ethnic group, what else can he do besides killing people? He was no longer needed by his countrymen, and he was useless for nothing but murder.

"Yes, so who is our enemy?" Fury lowered his voice, using a seductive voice to lure

"Humans... and gods."

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

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

furiously cheerful added

"But what should we do? Is it as simple as just going to war with Olalie? No, if we want to win, we don't just have a frontal conflict—we don't need to be so violent, we have to make a declaration first .”

"Announcement?"

"Yes, a warning, tell them that the dungeon is not easy to mess with! Let them pay for their offense."

"...what should I do?" Reed lowered his head and said softly

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

Humans and gods can't accommodate monsters like them, and since they can't squeeze into their circle with all their efforts, then simply become their enemies.

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

"In a few days, it will be the 'Monster Sacrifice' of the Ganesha Familia." Fury returned to the throne, holding his chin and said happily

"Your task is very simple. It is to release those imprisoned monsters during the monster sacrifice—I mean, release them all."

"And then, your mission is over. Whether you stay to wreak havoc, or go straight back to Xoros, we welcome it."

Reed's expression became tangled. He knew the essence of the monster festival, which was a festival ordered by Cronus to hold Ganesha in order to let the heretics integrate into the dungeon.

Let the children on the ground expel their fear and unknown 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 sacrifice will be useful?" Laughing furiously and mockingly

"It's like trying to make white gentlemen accept black people as their compatriots, so every year a group of African orangutans are caught and performed for white gentlemen to make them accept. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

Reed didn't refute. Although he didn't understand the 'vocabulary' in the angry words, it didn't prevent him from understanding the obvious contempt.

The purpose of the Monster Festival is nonsense, isn't it? Let the people on the ground be familiar with monsters, so that they can accept heresy-then 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 in the face of a new race, but a superior attitude. This is not equality, this is charity!

"...I know what to do."

"Very good!" Furious laughed, cut his own palm, shed a cup of precious White King's Blood and handed it to Reed

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