C1783 Vadims Last Doomsday (1/2)
It was like a thunderclap in the depths of Vadim's heart, this unique phrase had always been hidden in the bottom of his heart, just like a thorn.
The scene in front of his eyes started to blur. His woman was pressed onto the box, and the bright red blood on her throat was quickly drunk down. Soon, her appearance changed to that of an Oriental girl, while the beast that drank large mouthfuls of blood actually became him.
The grilled meat rack on the fire had been set up, the pretty girl had lost the luster of her life, her white and delicate skin was about to become a piece of meat filled with sauce. She rubbed her hands together and licked her lips, waiting for the feast to begin.
Not far away, the other people in the girl's village were staring at him with vicious eyes. The word that came out of their mouths the most was' retribution '!
What was retribution? Vadim had never heard of it before when he was young. After he asked for many translators to explain this word, he finally understood that retribution was a concept from the Eastern religions, a natural law that the entire Asian believed in.
If you do something evil, sooner or later the bad news will return to you. It's not that you don't want to report it, it's just that the time is not right yet.
Vadim naturally did not believe in such nonsense. He believed in the supremacy of strength, as long as I was as strong as a fist, no one would dare to stop me even if they killed me.
The weak Qing people used to play with these useless things to scare people. This was the curse of the weak.
I, Vadim, have fought all the way from Europe to Asia, so many people have died by my hands. I have already forgotten about the meat of the pagan I ate, what retribution is there?
I am promoted and I am rich, and all your curses are but a fart to me!
But now, everything that had happened had shattered all of his arrogance. Originally, there really was a retribution in life, someone would come and kill you in the end, and you, a cannibal, would become someone else's food in the end.
Retribution is everywhere, just like the relative concept of force in physics. How much force do you strike against the wall, and the wall will certainly return the same force to you.
No one could escape the curse of retribution, not without retribution! But the time had not come!
”Hahaha …” ”Hahaha …” Vadim laughed in a sad voice, ”So that's how it is... ”So that's what it feels like!”
”Watching my beloved family being killed in front of me and watching my most beloved woman being eaten … I can't believe this is the feeling …” ”So it's this painful, so I've given others so much pain before!”
”God forgive me for being a sinner!”
With a kick, one of the aides kicked Vadim into the corner of the wall, and then casually carried the unconscious woman away. ”We will all die, and before we die, you actually remember to pray? Stop dreaming, the gates of heaven will not be opened for us, cherish your last moments, this is the last carnival before going to hell! ”
With a flash of the blade, the sharp dagger cut open the blood vessel of the unconscious woman and swallowed large mouthfuls of fresh blood. Vadim's two female slaves and his six year old son had all their blood sucked dry that night.
That night was also the last time they had gathered their strength to call for help. They used the little energy they had gained from the human blood to start using all their tools to smash the cans, the walls, and the metal buckets. Their hoarse cries for help lasted for half the night.
That night, the four dockers were scared half to death by the ghostly sound coming from the ground. The handsome tiger who was in a clandestine relationship ran for his life in a panic, while the Sanniang who was disheveled threatened by the rascals.
But that was only the last of the evil spirits. The six officers who had caused a ruckus in the middle of the night still had not received help from the Chinese, and their last hope was dashed.