Chapter 464: Attack on Tiantu (5)

Chapter 464 Attack on Tiantu (5)
"Wow, ah, ah!" The little boy woke up again.
The nightmare of the slave ship that he had made was still vivid, and he was so scared that he was sweating.
"mom?"
nobody. It is dark in the surrounding. He seems to be lying on the haystack, and the naked body is bitten by the hay.
correct. This should be a large mansion in Rome, the home of a nobleman, used to shut down the slaves. The cellar was dark and damp, with a musty smell. The little boy was naked and bitten by the dungeon mosquitoes.
In the dark cellar, someone’s footsteps came. The man came to the little boy with a torch.
"Hey, Arthur, we met again." The faint fire reflected the face of his brother.
The little boy looked at his brother in horror: "Why are you here?"
The answer is very simple. Pantoraken’s death was due to the sale of Joseph. This man sells the country for glory and allows himself to change his status in Rome. In the slave market, Joseph, who became a nobleman, bought Arthur, who had just arrived in Rome, and sent it to the dungeon.
The reason is to humiliate this little boy, just as he has been doing to his brother since he was a child.
His dagger moved up the little boy's thigh and quickly cut off a piece of meat on the boy's leg.
"Are you still killing like that? It's great." Geng sneered sneerly. "We can have a good time. You are a slave I bought for a hundred gold coins. Hold it up, don't be so fast. Are you killed by me?"
"No!! No!" In the darkness of the dungeon, the little boy cried desperately, watching the former brother smash the dagger into his abdomen.
"Wow, ah, ah, ah!" the little boy exclaimed, awakening from the nightmare.
He was in a deep pit, his hands and feet were tied, and his activities were not allowed.
That's right, Ginser didn't make the little boy to die. Instead, the little boy took the opportunity to seize the dagger of his master, and killed him in a shot.
But he is a slave after all. Attacking the host is bound to be severely punished.
The way the Romans punish them as anti-slaves is to plug their mouths and throw the slaves that are tied to the five flowers into the pits full of poisonous scorpions, let them be killed by the scorpion.
The slave was swollen with poisonous insects and died in pain, but his mouth was blocked, and even the screams could not be made; his hands and feet were tied and he could not even struggle;
In this way, the sentenced slaves had to roll on the ground in pain. The more they were rolled, the more they were entangled and bruised, until the toxins accumulated to the point where they died, and all the internal organs were bleeding and exhausted. The end of the severe pain.
The little boy was surrounded by a scorpion army and closed his eyes in pain.
Woke up this time, he can no longer remember what happened.
He seems to have made a nightmare by a blind man, screaming and waking up?
No, has he called it?
He found himself in an absolute darkness.
The feeling of the body disappeared, and the body seemed to be stripped, leaving only the soul floating in the void.
He remembered that he was a slave and was executed because he betrayed his master, but he was secretly bought by a magician before his execution.
The little boy like him is the best material for the magician's experimental research. Magicians want to spy on the secrets of the human soul, and they use their means to search for powerful human beings for research.
The first night when the boy fell into the hands of the magician, the magician took the little boy into a living specimen for the experiment.
Yes, he can't see because he has no eyes.
He couldn't feel it because he didn't have the flesh.
His head: the two hemispheres of the brain, the cerebellum and the brainstem, were taken out and soaked in the culture medium to "live" in this form.
auzw.com The only thing that can be felt in the head soaked in light green broth is the sharp needle that the magician stabbed on it.
That is the experimental equipment, and it is also the means to supply current to this head and maintain its life activities.
The current flows into the boy's head together, causing a slight and sustained pain.
He is powerless and has nowhere to run. He can only live forever.
Eternally, tortured by this pain, cursing his unfortunate life.
Help!
Help!
Who can help me! ! ! !
Who will kill me! ! ! ! ! !
"Ah, ah, ah, ah!" The little boy woke up, and it seemed to be his nightmare.
Do not!
He stared at the head of painful cracks. He didn't want to go to see it again. He didn't want to listen any more. He didn't want to experience anything.
The external stimuli put him in eternal madness, he dare not imagine again!
"Don't! Don't! Let it stop! Let it stop!!" He cried.
"I don't want to dream! I have been tired of doing dreams, very tired! Please, let it stop!"
After a convulsion, Arthur lost consciousness and fell in the boundless darkness.
In the same darkness, two opposing figures gradually appeared.
One of them is a woman named Iglian.
Her dark eyes are filled with anger and killing, and she can’t wait to see the girl in front of her. The evil spirits snake behind her is ready to fight.
The other figure is Greenville. Her green eyes are only indifferent.
The girl is like a doll, standing without emotion, and the cold eyes are proud of Iglesia. The white phoenix of the Holy Spirit behind her is also ready to attack, intending to smash the evil spirit snake in front of him.
After a moment of confrontation, Iglian finally spoke: "Who are you? Why are you doing bad things for me?! Why do you come in and break up our happy life!"
Greenville smiled disdainfully: "If your so-called [happiness] is to let Arthur never dream of endless, then your happiness is really superficial."
"That's not a dream! Those are our projections in countless parallel worlds! They all exist, we only need to find a place to settle in them -"
"What about Arthur's spirit [migration] to other worlds?"
In the face of Greenville's questioning, Iglian was silent.
"Arthur in this world will die, right?" Greeneville threw out the answer that had already been guessed.
"You are selfish, Iglian. You just want to take Arthur away and bring it to your dreams, but don't think about how this [without Arthur's world] will become." Greenville continues to be poor. Chasing and slamming, "Do you think that he will bring him to other worlds, will he be happy? Do you think that let him live in a dream, will he be happy?
wrong! Only real can save him!
Only real can liberate him!
"
Eglian whispered a whisper: "Reality will only make him suffer. If you don't come to spoil, he could have lived in his dreams without any pain. Our family of three could have been very happy!"
"Your happiness is built on the sacrifices of others! I am Arthur's words and will never agree with you!" Greenville shouted.
"He doesn't need to agree! He just needs to live happily!" Iglian retorted.