I haven't felt such warm sunshine in a long time.
Garcia stood in the garden and took a deep breath, the smell of rosemary wafting into her nostrils with the breeze.
This is not the kingdom of eternal winter, and the far north has nothing but cold winds, permafrost, and unscented winter flowers. In the backyard of the castle, there are always pieces of meat and fat sausages waiting to be dried, and the strong fishy smell lingers. This is not a clear water port, there is no familiar salty taste and dampness in the wind, and even if you close your eyes, you can't hear the sound of the sea rushing on the beach.
This is the Royal Palace of Greycastle, she thought.
But... it's a little different from what I remembered.
Garcia sat down by the central flower pond, stroking the slightly rough stone bricks. Since he was playing hide-and-seek here when he was a child, he fell down, his forehead was hard on the edge of the flower pond, and his father knocked off all the stone bricks after blood flowed all over his face. , replaced by smooth pebbles. In this way, although there will be no more stumbling and hurting people, it will not be able to be used as a shield to hide the figure.
At that time, she remembered that in addition to herself, there were also Goron and Tifeko present. When they saw their sister fall, they were very frightened. In order to coax herself to stop crying, they even imitated their own fall and bumped their heads on purpose. By the flower pond. Of course, they were not less beaten by their father afterwards.
It was a past that Garcia thought would never be recalled, like a secret buried under a tree, buried deep. But when she returned to the old place, she found that this picture had not faded at all, and it was still lifelike after being dug out of the soil.
Everything seemed to go back to childhood.
"So this is your world," an unfamiliar voice said from behind. "As a place to sleep, it's a good choice."
Garcia turned around and saw a woman in white walking out from behind the flower pond. She had a pair of light red eyes and long snow-white hair. The angel of the mortal world.
The face of the Queen of Clear Water turned completely gloomy, "You are the witch of the church."
"My name is Zero, and the word witch is not suitable for me." She chuckled, "I am called a pure person, which is different from those bloodlines that have fallen."
"Pure? It's just a plaything raised by the church," Garcia said coldly, "What kind of trick is this scene, is your ability to create illusions?" She suddenly picked up a stone and squeezed it hard in her hand, "But It's just an illusion! All this can't fool me!"
The queen's roar spread far away, but the scene in front of her did not change, and the stone did not shatter in response. Instead, her skin was cut by a hard edge. Spreading out his hand, there was a clear and real pain in the frayed wound.
"It can be seen that you are not ignorant of witches' abilities, this is much easier to handle," Zero raised the corner of her skirt and bowed slightly, "Welcome to the world of consciousness, I call it the battlefield of the soul. Here we will fight, the winner will gain everything, the loser lose everything... just like the oracles recorded in the holy book."
Soul... Battlefield
Garcia was stunned, and suddenly felt a piercing pain coming from her heart, Zero pulled out a spear from nowhere and pierced her chest directly. Breathing suddenly became difficult. She opened her mouth to shout, but she couldn't make a sound. The other party twisted the gun barrel and slammed it backwards. body. Garcia fell to her knees, trembling and trying to cover the wound, the massive blood loss made her consciousness gradually blurred.
The next moment, she found herself still standing in place, her body intact. And the shadow is also standing a few meters away from her, as if the other party has never left there.
what happened? Garcia gasped for breath, hallucination? She covered her violently undulating chest, and the place where she had been pierced just now was still aching. She bowed her head, and there was a large pool of blood sprayed under her feet.
"That's the basic rule. Consciousness is not immortal," Zero spread out her hands. "The pain of every death is real to you. It drains your mind and body, and when this feeling exceeds When you can bear it, the true sleep will come."
"Every time you die, the body will return to its original state. The average person can withstand it three to four times at most. Of course, I have seen many people with strong will who can survive seven or eight times, or even more." She was gentle He explained, "Although I look forward to your performance, I can understand if I give up resistance. After all, continuous death is also an unbearable torment for me. Choosing to escape at this time is not a cowardly act. Especially when the end is already doomed."
After she finished speaking, she dropped the spear in her hand, drew a big sword from behind again, jumped straight up, and slashed towards Garcia.
The latter's eyes widened. The Pure One was wearing a white robe. It was impossible to hide such a huge weapon. Those weapons were all... conjured out of thin air? The words of the other party suddenly flashed in her mind
So this is your world...
I call it Soul Battleground.
Consciousness is not immortal... it is real to you.
The big sword fell, not splitting the Queen of Clear Water in two, but hitting a large iron shield. The huge rebound force made Zero unable to hold the hilt. , Garcia also fell to the ground because of this powerful chop.
"The end is doomed?" She gritted her teeth and sneered twice, "You said before, this is my world, right?" As she spoke, she rolled over and got up, a crossbow suddenly appeared in her hand, and raised her hand to shoot at the opponent. At the same time, a cross rose up behind Zero's back, trapping her body firmly.
The arrow of the crossbow sank into the belly of the Pure One instantly, and she suddenly showed a painful look, and after gasping for a while, she slowly opened her mouth and said, "L, I'm surprised... ahem, if it's an ordinary person... just accepting all this is very difficult. Difficult, not to mention mobilizing consciousness to fight back. As expected of... the Queen of Clear Water who gave Lord Mayne a headache."
"Thank you for the compliment," Garcia picked up the spear that fell on the ground, "If it wasn't for your nonsense, I wouldn't have realized the wonders of the world of consciousness so quickly. Next, should I pierce a few holes in you? "
She smiled hard, "Do whatever you want."
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When Garcia stabbed the tenth shot, the Pure One finally died. She deliberately avoided the fatal position, and started from the limbs and abdomen. At first, Zero would let out an unbearable scream of pain, and then her voice gradually became lower.
Next, this guy should be back to normal, right? However, this is the Graycastle Palace, her home ground. Since she can change the environment and objects as she pleases, it is impossible for her to lose.
Sure enough, a white light flashed on the Pure One, the wound disappeared in the blink of an eye, and Zero opened her light red eyes again.
When Garcia raised her spear and was about to send her to her death, Mutant Sudden saw that her hands bound by the cross easily broke free from the rope, kicked the gun away, and instantly came close to her, raising her hand and swaying. Before Garcia could react, she lost her physical sensation.
The headless corpse collapsed, leaving the opponent's hands empty.
how can that be
After a few breaths, the Queen of Clear Water clutched her neck and took two steps back in surprise... Just now, did she cut off her neck with her arm? Looking at the broken hemp rope on the cross and the blood on her hand, it was obvious that the previous scene was not an illusion.
"If you can't comprehend the nature of consciousness, how can I have a real battle?" Zero smiled, "Also, you seem to be puzzled, why can I break free from the rope as thick as a finger? Actually, it's not difficult to understand. , the winner gets everything, the loser loses everything... Among the people I engulfed, there is a type of witches who are extremely powerful. They are infinitely powerful, agile, and are not afraid of the influence of the stone of punishment. You may not be aware of the church's influence on them. There is a special name for the extraordinary."
She opened her hands, "It's impossible to beat me with conventional means. If you want to survive, you have to work harder... Now, it's my turn." (..., Your support is my biggest motivation. )
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