Aiwass, who was seriously injured, was shaking violently in the air not far away, like a signal image that was about to disappear. Various hisses and vague whispers of unknown meaning permeated our surroundings, which were in the memory of her soul. The ancestors are dissipating the echoes.
"You did a good job."
Sandora waved her hand to dissipate the abyssal energy from her whole body, and the clear luster of sea blue was restored to her cloudy eyes again, then quietly looked at Aiwass who was still struggling to stand up, and said in a flat tone.
"You can make two Xiling emperors and a squadron of hero fighters fight for so long with one person's strength, I recognize your strength."
"Impossible... Impossible..."
Aiwass seemed to have lost his mind, and he could only mutter vaguely, "It is obviously a soul world that has been accumulated for countless years and passed down through the memory of dozens of generations of civilization...why does it still fail... the ancestors You... have you given up on revenge?"
Looking at Aiwass like this, I can only shake my head slowly.
This is indeed impeccable power, a soul world that will never dissipate, has no structural loopholes and no possibility of leaving, and there is also an immortal Everson Knights stationed in it, Aiwass is very Obviously, she has a good understanding of Sandora's "mind control". There is no soul in this world except herself. If Sandora herself is in such a predicament, even if she leads an imperial fleet in, I'm afraid It can only be slowly consumed to death. It can only be said that Aiwass is really unlucky.
No matter how many years of power it has accumulated, as long as its essence is an energy world, it can only be restrained by my skills—this is the sorrow of the deep ice mage group facing the water element
By the way, did something strange get in here just now
"That... Aiwass, right?" Hesitating, I still spoke to the "woman" in front of me, "Although I don't know much about the situation at the time, I still need to say that Sandora at that time absolutely I had no choice but to launch an attack on you. Since you have the memory of the entire race, you must also know what happened to you Everson before... "
The more I talked, the more entangled I became, no matter how much I tried to whitewash it, this... this fucking is genocide. Forget it, I still don't speak.
But I was silent, and Aiwass raised his head: "Justify? Because of the plague, burn all the civilians in the infected area... Is this what you foreigners do? This devil... she destroyed my hometown "
Accompanied by a hysterical roar, Aiwass in front of us suddenly twisted violently, and the original white light on his body quickly mixed into large areas of black and red. This process was so fast that it took only a few seconds. Over time, Aiwass, who originally had a human form, was distorted into...
a mirror
Well, I know this sounds quite unbelievable, but now Aiwass indeed looks like a huge mirror, an oval classical diorama at least ten meters high and five meters wide, with a mysterious light on the surface. It is silvery, but on its edge, there is a black frame engraved with distorted human faces, and a dark red blood-like thing slowly seeps out from the inner edge of the frame, like red water dripping into the water. Slowly spreading toward the center of the mirror like ink, such a strange mirror is quietly suspended in the low air less than two decimeters from the ground. Monument-like—strange that I should have such an association.
With the completion of Aiwass's second transformation, the soul world that had gradually decomposed has regained its stability, and the shadow of the real world has completely disappeared from our sight.
"I hate this kind of boss who will turn into a second stage and resurrect with full blood after being killed with great difficulty." I clenched my fists, and the sympathy for Aiwass that had just surged in my heart disappeared, "You Will there be a picture of Brother Chun on this mirror?"
As soon as I finished speaking, Sandora twisted my waist from behind: "Ah Jun, can't you be more serious at critical moments?"
Where did the majestic and ruthless Queen of the Empire go? Sandora, how much stronger do you think you are than me now
At this moment, Aiwass's chaotic echo suddenly came from the mirror in front of us, as if it was a long sigh, "... foreigner... don't think this is over... Everson's ancestors will never forget This hatred is for the hometown...you must stay in this world forever"
"Baby, what is this?" I looked at the mirror curiously, turned my head and asked Sandora, because I don't know if the thing in front of me has damage reflection or something (anyway, I had this feeling when I first saw it. impression) against the sky, I did not rashly attack it, and Vega and her scorpion soldiers also looked like they were facing a big enemy: these "little guys" who just came off the production line for a long time have never seen Such a weird enemy.
Sandora explained with a serious expression: "This is the special ability of the Everson race. It gathers a large amount of soul energy to form a memory mirror, which can copy anything they want to copy and have seen—no That kind of empty copy, but a complete copy except for the soul of the other party."
My expression immediately became solemn: "Unconditional copy? No matter how strong the other party is?"
"Of course there is an upper limit, but because of Everson's special talent that can make the soul erode reality, this upper limit is almost non-existent. Back then, there were many veterans who had experienced many battles when they had an absolute advantage. Facing the mirror of memory and dying at the hands of 'myself'... Sure enough, I was the one who chose..."
As Sandora's voice fell, waves of ripples appeared on the surface of the memory mirror transformed by Aiwass, and then a figure slowly emerged from it.
Even though I already guessed what Sandora said, when I saw that figure, I still couldn't help but "rely".
The familiar noble and beautiful face, the golden long hair as bright as the morning sun, and the soft figure like a cloud of smoke in the faint halo, even though he was wearing an unfamiliar silver-gray battle robe, there was only a coldness in the sea-blue eyes. Guanghui did not see the familiar tenderness and joy, but the person in front of her was undoubtedly Sandora.
To be precise, it was the iron-blooded tyrant who led the imperial army to destroy the entire Everson civilization, Sandora Kelvi Ulasses.
An inexplicable coercion emanated from that "Sandora". It was the icy aura that could only be exuded by a person who personally slaughtered hundreds of millions of lives and treated any enemy as nothing. It was not even murderous, but just ignoring : Disregard for life, disregard for everything, in front of her, even if you are an emperor, general, even if you are an idol hero, you are just a speck of dust, I have never seen Sandora like this before— She, is that so
At the same time, a similar aura began to gradually rise around me, and I turned around in surprise, only to see Sandora's equally cold and indifferent gaze confronting the opposite replica.
The ruthless and bloodthirsty "Princess Warsong" never disappeared, she just hid secretly from her lover's sight.
"Sandora," I whispered, "Is there any problem?"
The girl next to her turned around, her eyes already filled with the familiar warmth and joy: "I can only go, because I know that Ah Jun will never make a move, so leave everything to me, because... this It's my battle alone."
I am speechless.
Everything is as Sandora said, she is the only challenger in this battle.
Even if I know that it is just a replica with an empty body, I can't do it with all my strength. This is not something that can be decided by reason, at least, I can't do it.
"Aiwass' soul is in that mirror, unless we destroy it and the duplicates it created, we will never be able to escape the trap she set up for millions of years, but the mirror itself cannot Destroyed, it’s just an image, and the only way to destroy it is to destroy the replica,” Sandora said, with a confident smile on the corner of her mouth, then suddenly turned around and gently sent a hug, “Wait Follow me, I'll be right back."
After saying this, the blond girl with a resolute expression flew away from me like lightning, and then disappeared into the huge and strange mirror in an instant.
The other "Sandora" in the air watched all this with a blank face, like a robot that only knew how to execute orders, and did not turn back until his opponent had already entered the duel field, and then sank into the silver white space. mirror surface.
Ripples spread out from the surface of the mirror, then gradually flattened, and finally, like a real mirror, began to reflect the distant scene—it was closed.
All that's left is to wait—I believe that Sandora will return safely in the end, and I believe so firmly.
"But sir, you've been circling in circles for ten minutes..."
A certain rigid scorpion's way of speaking regardless of the occasion really makes people itch
You crap my girlfriend is fighting someone and it's a 50/50 duel you bastard
Even if it was the first time I faced a powerful fallen apostle in the world of Azeroth, I was never so worried. Sandora's strong strength has always been the reason why I am so relieved of her, but this time, what she has to face But it is a powerful enemy in the true sense. No matter who it is, the most difficult thing to defeat is always yourself, even Sandora is no exception.
Time passed by every minute and every second, and the weird mirror was still suspended in the air, like an eternal monument. On the calm surface, it was completely impossible to see how fierce the "internal" battle was. The sound of my breathing is clearly audible, maybe the time has not passed, just ten minutes, maybe it is not even a warm-up in this special battle, but I feel as if ten years have passed.
As Sandora said, the "mirror of memory" is completely indestructible. It is just an image projected here. When I finally confirmed this, I felt discouraged.
Can Sandora defeat her former self
As time went by, the doubts in my heart became more and more irresistible. I knew that I shouldn't doubt Sandora's power, but the cold aura on the replica... made me a little scared, and it would Wouldn't it just be a trap? That mirror was just a false image created by Aiwass in order to destroy Sandora? Had she hatched new plots in the past million years? That replica is really Sandora? Has Aiwass improved her racial talents
Concern is chaos, my current situation is like this, and what's worse, I'm still a guy who likes to think wildly, Sandora has left for more than ten minutes but there is no response, and even the spiritual connection is completely interrupted - I have long been used to the deep feeling of the soul. There is the warmth of that girl's company all the time, and this situation makes me even more irritable.
"Sir, please believe in the strength of Chief Sandora," Vega tried to reassure me, "The powerful head of the empire definitely has the strength to defeat himself."
To be honest, this dull scorpion is not very good at comforting people, but in this empty place, Vega's voice finally calmed me a little.
Then, as if after several years of waiting, the silver-white mirror finally shook again. Under our nervous gaze, a burst of white light burst out from its surface, and then a familiar figure emerged from it.
It wasn't until the blond girl blinked mischievously in this direction that I was finally sure that my Sandora was back.
"It's simpler than I imagined," Sandora folded her arms, lightly landed beside me, and let out a long breath, "Aiwass really did a good job, he really copied the old me —One hundred percent power, but she has obviously never seen my abyssal form. In such a place where there is no cannon fodder to control it, there is no suspense at all for mental manipulation against abyssal fighting skills... "
Sandora spoke easily, but I noticed that she was holding her arms all the time, and there was a light blue light faintly showing under her covered ribs.
"Are you hurt?" I frowned, trying to break her arm, but the latter gently avoided her.
"It's okay... I was careless at the beginning, but I was controlled by my old self. 'She' knows my mind very well... But the body of the apostle of Xiling is different from that of a human being, and it will be regenerated soon..."
Looking at her expression that obviously doesn't want me to worry, one can imagine how serious this "nothing matters" injury is. It's easy to say, but no matter how great the advantage is, facing someone who is right for me How can an opponent at the same level who knows the palm of his hand easily win
But Sandora didn't give me a chance to continue talking, but suddenly lowered her head and hit my chest: "Ah Jun, I'm going to punish you this time, you must be thinking wildly, right?"
Just as I was about to deny it, she turned her head away: "Anyway, I can guess what you have to say... Ah Jun, remember, if something like this happens in the future, you just have to trust me completely, I'm not I stayed with you to make a vase..."
"Feel sorry… "
Sandora turned around and grinned at me: "But... it feels good to be so worried, I never noticed this in the past—hey, the mirror over there, you still want to keep pretending When? Now you are really as fragile as a mirror."
It was only then that I remembered that there was still an unsolved enemy here—but it seemed that she was no longer a threat.
The second-stage transformation was also defeated, and the mirror floating in the low air trembled slightly as Sandora's voice fell, and then, like real glass, it was scattered all over the ground with a crisp sound of "crash".
The dilapidated Aiwass reappeared in front of us, with empty or misplaced images all over her body caused by the lack of soul. Except for her face, which can still be vaguely distinguished, "she" has almost completely become a sub-impressionist Illustration, it was not until more than ten seconds later that Aiwass managed to gather a rough human figure.
"Why do you want to do this step?"
Sandora suddenly sighed softly, and her tone was no longer as cold as it was at the beginning. For the Apostle Xiling, even an enemy should be respected at the moment of his death in battle.
"Revenge..." Aiwass seemed to have lost most of his ability to think. He could only sit on the ground with blank eyes, repeating a few simple words tremblingly, "... hometown... ancestors... compatriots... our homeland was destroyed …the strangers…”
"But you've never even seen your own homeland, have you? You're not even supposed to be an official Everson."
Sandora said suddenly and surprisingly.
This time, not only was I shocked, but even Aiwass who was not far away instantly raised his head and made a weird "hissing" sound.
"You... just the moment before the extinction of the Everson race, the false soul condensed by all the revenge desires of the entire species..." Sandora shook her head slightly, "The fragments of Everson's racial consciousness never even I have seen my hometown, and I have never experienced the time with my compatriots. All of those are memories that were forced on me. I have been burdened with such a fate since I was born because of the mission of revenge... What's more, at that time, the entire Everson They have completely turned into the Abyss Legion, and they even started to systematically destroy all life they can find... You, who know all of this, why did you do this?"
"You...how do you know..."
Aiwass' panicked tone immediately confirmed Sandora's shocking truth.
"I stayed in the depths of your soul for more than ten minutes just now. If it wasn't for the purpose of reassuring Ah Jun as soon as possible, I could even see more," Sandora shrugged. It turned out that she spent more than half of her time just now. It's all to satisfy my interest in gossip deep in my heart, "I saw these things in your memory, and maybe you didn't realize it yourself, you are completely different from the real Everson."
Sandora stretched out her right hand and pointed to Aiwass who was trying to avoid him not far away: "Because the real Aiwassen has no cognition of 'self', they don't have a fixed shape and appearance at all, but you—this appearance is The wife of the old fox, right? No matter how much you have been injured, your first reaction is always to restore yourself to this appearance immediately. This is not something Everson would think of at all. You... already have a self, idiot."
(**Oh man...cough cough, it's popularity, popularity is about to enter the end of the month, let's let the popularity heat up) V