The Abyss Of The Worlds Devil

Reminiscent of the miserable end he might have suffered, [Fredos]'s face became a lot ugly unconsciously.

However, when his gaze turned to a place not far from his feet again.

In his mind.

I couldn't help but automatically recalled the feeling I had before.

That kind of feeling that some kind of change has sprouted on the level of my soul...

Inexplicable.

He felt it instinctively.

Own, if you really want to get rid of the current bitter life of letting others fish meat.

Then, never give up that scroll.

Maybe.

Its existence will be the only chance to break free from the shackles of fate in this life!

Its existence is absolutely worthy of gamble on everything to work hard!

Thought of this.

[Fredos]'s eyes also changed.

There is a lot less confusion, and a lot more determination.

Even if there is a dazed emotion, there are still a lot of them still remaining in her heart.

But for the first time in life.

After all, he has the consciousness to gamble his life to do something!

It feels like this.

Let him, who has been cultivated to be servile and accustomed to being at ease when encountering things, directly feels a strange sense of indulgence and satisfaction!

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After dozens of days.

Inside the excavation cave of the underground vein.

Holding a special pickaxe, squatting on a raised, but relatively smooth outer layer of ore, [Fredos] was breathing heavily due to the heavy manual labor he had just experienced, but Silently watching the conditions of other slaves around him.

Observe whether there is dissatisfaction with the status quo in their expressions.

And the result is very simple and straightforward.

Although the degree is different.

But without exception, their eyes are more or less dissatisfied with the current tragic situation!

After all, no one wants to face heavy work as soon as they open their eyes, and no one wants Life in an insecure environment!

Therefore, internal dissatisfaction and long-standing resentment must be more than enough to overflow.

only.

No matter how dissatisfied it is.

A group of incompetent slaves is meaningless after all.

Even if they are added together, it will not make any climate.

Anyone who dares to gather a crowd to rebel.

It will only let the [Spirit Sucking Empire], as the ruler, punish them to death in one fell swoop...

So, in these dozens of days of thinking.

Facing such a huge gap between ourselves and the enemy, [Fredos]'s mental journey can be described as extremely complicated.

And, along with him day and night studying the scroll and analyzing the knowledge recorded in it.

[Fredos] I also felt more and more that I was like a frog that had escaped from the bottom of the well.

The true face of the world.

It is gradually showing in own eyes...

That feeling made him feel intoxicated!

It is precisely because of that, [Fredos] is now increasingly full of strong dissatisfaction with the status quo.

The colorful sky, the pleasant warm breeze, the blue sea, the loud thunder...

All of those things were things he had never seen before!

Attracting him, keep moving closer there!

However, on the way, the huge problem that stood in front of him, like a chasm, made him a little at a loss.

Can't find the key to solve the problem at all!

Until now.

After countless thoughts.

The only definite answer he got is that nothing can be done by his own words...

Forming cliques and looking for various helpers has become a difficulty he must go through!

in this area.

The first element is necessary.

The credibility of the personnel!

It is undoubtedly a big problem.

If one is not good, selling teammates for glory is just something that will happen at any time!

Of course, in addition to those factors.

If there is no powerful killer to hold down.

Even though [Fredos] really found a teammate that he can trust.

Successfully formed a gang and formed a force.

But in front of the powerful iron fist of [Spirit Sucking Empire], after all, it was just a simple death hunt.

The extremely powerful [Spirit Sucking Empire], just send a random army, you can run over it unimpeded!

It's easier than kicking a dog.

"Where is the future..."

For a time, facing the immediate predicament.

[Fredos] is also a bit bitter and desperate in his heart.

Old days.

Since there is no hope in itself, there is no way to break the game.

He can still comfort himself.

Let yourself accept the cruel facts and unfortunate life.

But now, that kind of hopeful, but not completely hopeful feeling.

It is really annoying...

Visible, intangible

Can't ask for it.

Hope, this sentiment.

The current situation.

Directly make the pain super double!

However, even so, after the initial period of confusion.

[Fredos] The unwillingness and anger in my heart became more and more intense.

every day.

He is longing for a free life!

I want to walk around and observe recklessly in the vast land of the outside world...

[I would rather die if you are not free. 】

Although the world is different, the experience is different.

But the guy named [Fredos] finally realized such a sentence without a teacher!

‘Whether it’s a year or ten...’

‘One day, I will break through the many difficulties and escape from this ghost place...’

‘Go to the old hometown that my parents described to me...’

at the same time.

[Fredos] also couldn't help but recall the two unknown beings that gave him the scroll that day.

After combining various information and ideas.

Some kind of speculation emerged in his heart immediately.

‘Maybe, that’s the [God] that belongs to us [Githyankees]. ’

‘That’s why they suddenly appeared and gave me a treasure! ’

‘... Come to think of it, all these things, whether it is the current predicament or the sufferings we are waiting for, are actually trials imposed by the subordinates! ’

‘Only when all the difficulties are truly overcome, I will wait for the final salvation...’

Thought of this.

Olga and [Ms. Pain], the indifferent eyes at the time, were also automatically beautified in [Fredos]'s heart.

Become more humane and more solemn!

It's like a living Sacred.

Even [Fredos] automatically made up something similar to the holy light, shrouded in the picture he imagined.

And that kind of pious attitude.

Let the distant time and space inside.

Olga, who was gambling money with others, was also taken aback by surprise.

‘[Power of Faith]? ’

‘In this time and space, where am I a believer? ’

‘You still bring your own dry food? ’

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