Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Caitlin's entire body was like a withered autumn leaf, completely and mercilessly swallowed up by the rain that seemed to pour down from the endless sky like a majestic waterfall. The dense raindrops were like countless cold and extremely sharp blades, falling without mercy, bringing a bone-chilling chill that seemed to be able to easily penetrate a person's bones and reach the deepest part of the soul.

Her hair had long lost its original neatness and smoothness, becoming messy and tangled, like a tangled mess, clinging tightly to her bloodless, pale face that looked like thin paper. The hair was like a series of messy black lines, crisscrossing and crisscrossing without any pattern. Her clothes were not spared from the rain, and were completely soaked by the rain without mercy, clinging to her body wetly, making her look extremely miserable at the moment. She looked extremely miserable, and her miserable condition was beyond the scope of what words could describe, which made people feel pity, as if she was the most miserable person in the world.

In the heavy rain that seemed to be the end of the world and was as violent as a raging flood, she tried her best to struggle to stand up. Her body was shaking violently, and the amplitude of the shaking was so great that it was like a candle that was about to go out in the wind. It was so fragile that it seemed that it could be blown out by the wind at any time and disappear in the vast rain. Her steps seemed extremely staggering and unstable, as if the ground under her feet was shaking, and she would fall to the ground in the next second and fall into the endless mud. She slowly moved forward step by step with great difficulty towards the town in front of her, which had turned into a ruin with broken walls and ruins everywhere. Each of her steps seemed extremely heavy, as if she was dragging a huge stone under her feet, and she was soft and powerless. It seemed that every step forward would consume all her strength without reservation. The degree of difficulty was unimaginable, as if she was carrying the weight of the whole world.

After going through so much hardship, she finally arrived at the dilapidated and devastated town. Suddenly, her legs seemed to lose all their strength, and she slowly knelt down on the muddy and dirty ground. The mud seemed like a dark mouth that wanted to swallow her up completely. Her voice was trembling, containing endless pain and confusion. She almost collapsed and muttered to herself: "Did I do this? It really doesn't seem like I did it. I definitely didn't let these vicious monsters step into this originally peaceful and vibrant village." The voice seemed so weak in the rain, but it was full of deep helplessness and unwillingness, as if it was a desperate cry from the bottom of her heart, but it was ruthlessly covered by the storm.

In that moment, like a flash of lightning, in the blazing, wildly spreading flames, an elder crawled out of the sea of ​​fire with great difficulty and slowness, which seemed to turn everything into ashes in an instant. A large area of ​​his body was severely burned, and his originally healthy and smooth skin became charred like charcoal, as if it had been ruthlessly eroded by the magic hand of darkness. Every inch of his skin exuded a strong, pungent, and disgusting smell of burning. Every wound on his body was like an open mouth, silently crying out the endless pain and torture he had endured. His eyes were full of pain and anger, and his eyes were like an extremely sharp, cold sword, piercing directly at Caitlin who was kneeling on the ground without mercy, as if he was firmly convinced that she was the initiator of all these terrible disasters. The elder roared in rage: "We didn't completely eradicate the evil witch back then, so now she comes to take revenge on us!" His voice was hoarse and angry, filled with deep despair and resentment, like a curse coming from the depths of hell, echoing in the burning ruins, making people shudder.

When Caitlin heard this, she instantly revealed an extremely shocked expression on her face. Her expression seemed to be frozen at that moment, becoming extremely stiff, like a cold statue that had lost its vitality. Her eyes were full of disbelief and fear, and that fear was like endless darkness, tightly enveloping her heart, making it almost impossible for her to breathe. She panicked and tried to stand up from the ground, but her body seemed to be shaky due to extreme weakness, like fragile dry grass in the wind, which could be broken at any time. Finally, she stumbled to the elder who was still alive. Her eyes were full of deep fear, and that fear was like endless darkness, tightly enveloping her heart, making it almost impossible for her to breathe. Her voice trembled like a fallen leaf shaking violently in the wind, and she trembled and said, "It's not like this, I didn't do it, this matter has nothing to do with me, these terrifying monsters were definitely not summoned by me." Her eyes were full of pleading, and that look seemed to be looking for a ray of light in the darkness, hoping that the other party would believe her, but that light seemed out of reach.

However, the elder was not willing to listen to any of her explanations. He shouted desperately at the top of his lungs: "After you were about to be executed by us, our village immediately suffered such a fierce and violent attack. Could it be anyone else but you? Besides you, is there anyone else who would retaliate against us so cruelly?" His voice was full of anger and despair. The sound was like a sharp blade, stabbing Caitlin's heart and making her heart bleed.

Caitlin was silent, and time seemed to stand still at this moment. The whole world seemed to have fallen into a dead silence, with only the sound of rain hitting the ground and the sound of fire burning echoing in her ears. After a moment, the flames of anger gradually ignited in her eyes, and the flames burned more and more vigorously, as if they wanted to burn everything in the world mercilessly and turn it into nothingness. She gritted her teeth and said, "You also know how much I hate you. Although this matter is indeed not done by me, if I were to do it, I would definitely make it like this. I will bury all of you who burned me to death in this village, and brutally kill all your relatives without leaving a single one alive!

"Her eyes were burning with a raging fire of hatred, and that hatred was like a powerful and dark force, spreading wantonly in her body, making her whole body exude a creepy and terrifying aura.

Her face was twisted, as if she had completely transformed into a demon of revenge, which made people tremble with fear and shudder. Her body was trembling slightly, which was the power brought by hatred and the release of her inner pain. The air around her seemed to become heavy because of her anger, making people feel suffocated, as if even breathing had become extremely difficult. The heavy atmosphere was like a thick layer of dark clouds, which made people breathless and made people feel as if they were in a dark abyss and could not escape.