Journey to the Mysterious Sea

In the towering tower that reaches the sky, the dim and weak light flickers like a candle in the wind, and it seems that it may go out at any time. The tower is soaring into the clouds, like a giant pillar that reaches the sky and wants to pierce the sky. On its ancient stone walls, the traces of time unfold like a vicissitudes of life, layer by layer. The texture of the stone wall seems to tell the story of the past, revealing a vicissitudes of life and mysterious atmosphere. The tower is filled with an old smell, which is the smell of time, mixed with the smell of dust and decay, which makes people feel depressed and uneasy.

Madam Feng tightly grasped the head with the spine, her eyes were cold and firm, it seemed that what she held in her hand was not a terrifying object, but a powerful sacred weapon that could punish evil. Her finger joints turned white due to the force, and the veins at the joints bulged like winding snakes. There was a blazing flame of anger in her eyes, the flame was hot and fierce, as if it wanted to burn all the evil in the world. Her face seemed a little distorted because of anger, but in this distortion, she revealed a firm and fearless expression, as if she was the embodiment of justice, not afraid of any difficulties or obstacles.

At this moment, Madam Feng, like a brave and fearless lion, rushed into the group of bullies without hesitation. She was agile and firm, and every step was full of determination. Her figure was particularly eye-catching under the dim light, as if she was a ray of dawn in the darkness. The terrible "meteor hammer" in her hand was wielded by her with great vigor, bringing with it bursts of sharp wind. This "meteor hammer" was not an ordinary thing. The hammer head was covered with sharp thorns, flashing cold light in the dim light, which made people shudder. Every swing was accompanied by the miserable cries of the bullies. The sound echoed in the empty tower, like a piece of death music, which made people shudder.

Under her fierce attack, the bodies of the bullies were shattered one after another, and blood splattered everywhere, staining the ground red. The blood spread on the ground, forming a shocking trail of blood, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood. Mrs. Feng was also splattered with the blood of the enemies, but she didn't care at all. She had only one belief in her heart: to seek justice for those girls who were trafficked. There was no mercy in her eyes. For these evil bullies, she only had endless anger and hatred in her heart.

Madam Feng roared, her voice was like thunder, shaking the hearts of everyone present: "You kidnapped girls, right? You are totally heartless, right? It's not my business, right? Today I will really take care of it!" Her words were full of determination and resoluteness, and every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of those bullies hard. Her voice echoed in the tower, like a cry for justice, which made those bullies feel deeply frightened. They began to retreat and tremble, but Madam Feng did not stop her steps. Her attacks became more and more fierce, as if she wanted to completely eliminate these bullies.

At this time, many bullies rushed towards her like a tide, their faces were hideous, and they tried to subdue Madam Feng by virtue of their numbers. These bullies were all burly, muscular, and their eyes revealed ferocity and cruelty. They waved their weapons and launched a crazy attack on Madam Feng. However, Madam Feng was not afraid at all, and there was no retreat or hesitation in her eyes. She suddenly waved her hand, and saw a red light shining, and a pair of huge wings stretched out from her back in an instant. The wings were broad and powerful, and each feather was shining with mysterious light, wrapping her body tightly, as if it was a solid sphere made of feathers, emitting a sacred light.

Then, Madam Feng let out a deafening roar, the sound seemed to come from an ancient beast, full of endless power and majesty. As she roared, her wings suddenly spread out, and the golden feathers on them shot out in all directions like sharp arrows. The speed of these feathers was as fast as a rainstorm of meteors, leaving no time for people to dodge. Before the bullies could react, their bodies were instantly torn into pieces by the golden feathers, turning into a cloud of blood mist that filled the air. The blood mist spread in the tower, making the whole scene even more terrifying and bloody.

Madam Feng looked at the corpses on the ground without any mercy in her eyes. In her eyes, these bullies deserved their crimes, and their fate was the result of their own evil deeds. Her eyes were cold and firm, as if telling the world that justice will eventually triumph over evil. She retracted her gaze and walked towards the top of the tower with firm steps. Her steps were steady and powerful, and every step seemed to declare her determination and faith. The ground in the tower became slippery because of the blood, but Madam Feng was not affected at all, and her steps were still as firm as before.

Arriving at the top floor, facing the rusty fence door, Madam Feng kicked it without hesitation. With a loud "bang", the fence door was directly kicked over by her powerful force, making a dull crash. The fence door was originally very solid, but it seemed so vulnerable under Madam Feng's feet. Madam Feng walked straight into the room without stopping.

The room was filled with a strong and sickening smell of decay, as if time had stopped here and everything was gradually decaying.

The oil lamp on the wall emitted a dim light, and the weak light swayed in the darkness like a candle in the wind, as if it would be swallowed up by the endless darkness in the next second.

Mrs. Feng frowned and looked around cautiously. She found that the room was empty except for the rotten smell. There was only one window, through which a faint light like a gossamer could barely penetrate.

She slowly walked to the window and looked out with a hint of trepidation, only to see a desolate scene in the distance that looked like the end of the world.

The earth was as dry and cracked as a turtle's back. There was not a trace of life and not a single blade of grass. It seemed as if this land had experienced an extremely terrible disaster that ruthlessly deprived it of all its vitality.

The mountains in the distance were shrouded in a thin layer of mist, which seemed to have life and flowed slowly, making the mountains look even more eerie and terrifying, as if hiding countless unknowns and dangers.

Madam Feng took a deep breath, turned around and left the depressing room, and continued to move towards the balcony of the tower. Her steps were a little heavy, and her heart was full of worries about the unknown.

When she finally reached the balcony after much hardship, a heartbreaking scene came into her eyes. The skinny victims were the trafficked girls. They huddled in the corner like frightened little animals, their eyes filled with endless fear and helplessness.

These girls looked haggard, as if they were ruthlessly eroded by the years, and their eyes were dull as if they had lost their souls. Their bodies were so thin that they seemed to be just skin and bones, and a breeze could easily blow them down. Their clothes were tattered and covered with stains and blood. The mottled marks seemed to tell of the suffering they had endured, which made people feel heartbroken and angry.