...
It was a long time.
But it was full of joy.
She felt as if she had returned to the battlefield 400 years ago, fighting with her enemies. But this time, she did not have to worry about the pain of failure. She did not have to watch her friend die in her arms, and she did not have to bear the heavy burden of the task.
The best part was that both she and the demon could feel the pain of being stabbed by a sharp blade.
And when there was pain, there was reality.
"Female... I have to say that you did a good job." Kabradhabi threw a bloody arm to the ground. "Although you are still a reptile, you are much stronger than most of your kind. I didn't choose the wrong person. I'm very pleased with your performance! "
"Really?" Zoey mumbled and then spat out a piece of meat in her mouth. "It's a pity that your meat is so disgusting."
Was it the fifth or seventh day since the battle began? She did not have the ability to estimate time without the help of the sun, the moon, and the stars. She could only roughly estimate the date based on her body's natural reaction. Time here should be fixed in a cycle. For example, thirst and hunger would suddenly disappear when they became more and more obvious, and then everything would return to the original state. It was reasonable to regard it as a day. Otherwise, the battle would last for several days, and she would not be able to move.
She felt a sharp pain in her broken arm. Obviously, this was not a fair fight. The demon could condense a long sword with magic power, while she could only rely on her fists, feet, and teeth.
But Zoey did not care about fairness at all.
Because winning or losing was not the point.
On the battlefield, the pursuit was to kill the enemy and protect oneself, but not here. The broken arm would regenerate in the darkness, and no matter how badly it was injured, it would not lose consciousness. Without death, the pain would be eternal.
Moreover, it was not necessary to use a sword to create pain.
She noticed that this was the first time since the battle began that the demon slowed down and spoke.
"But your persistence is meaningless." The Senior Demon pressed its injured shoulder, and the bloody wound quickly healed. "An attack like this is nothing. If you want to defeat me with your teeth, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. I'll break your teeth bit by bit and stuff them into your stomach. Be prepared!"
"But you still feel the pain, don't you?" Zoey took a deep breath and looked at her arm that was gradually recovering. "By the way, I want to ask one more thing. Does that pain feel particularly familiar?"
"Female, what do you mean?"
No, I have to be patient. I can't let it see that I'm intoxicated. That will reduce the fun.
Despite thinking so, she couldn't help but chuckle. "When you were half-dead, you should have felt it every day …" She pointed to the position of the shoulder blade. "Piercing it here and cutting off a piece of flesh. Judging from the frequency of your body shaking at that time, it shouldn't have been too good. Ah, it seems that I forgot to introduce myself. The person who took care of you along the way is me. "
"Insect —!" Kabradhabi suddenly became furious. It roared and raised its sword. "I'll crush you!"
…
On the 16th day, or even later.
The dark ground was covered with blood. Most of the blood was reddish-brown, and a small part of it was blue.
In addition, there were broken limbs, internal organs, and of course, teeth scattered everywhere. Although the missing parts would be repaired soon, the things that had been separated from the body would not disappear. In such an environment, it was easy to slip and fall if one was not careful. Because of this, Zoey obtained two barely usable weapons — a femur that was removed from her thigh, and a half of the demon's spine.
The former was equivalent to a short hammer, and the latter could be used as a rapier. As long as one did not directly touch the magic weapon, the two weapons were quite easy to wield.
Four hundred years was enough for them to become experts in all kinds of weapons.
Her favorite part to attack was still the demon's shoulder.
Sometimes, the size of the wound had nothing to do with the pain.
"If you're tired, you might as well take a rest now." Zoey hung the spine on her waist and moved her numb wrists. "After all, you're going to torture me for a long time. It's better to take it slow."
"…" For the first time, the demon did not respond. Its chest heaved up and down, and its scarlet eyes stared at the Extraordinary. The contempt on its human-like face had disappeared.
The strength of the two did not change. The Senior Demon's various abilities ensured that it had the upper hand in the battle. Zoey often had to pay several times the price to severely injure the demon. Once she made a mistake, she would suffer for a long time. It was common for her to have her fingers broken and her stomach cut open. However, even so, the atmosphere gradually changed.
Zoey did not care about the demon's silence. "I mean … did you create this space?"
Kabradhabi probably really needed a rest, so it slowly opened its mouth. "This is a stream of consciousness, a combination of magic power and soul. It doesn't need to be created by anyone. I'm afraid it's hard for reptiles like you to understand. Only one in a million can enter the stream of consciousness — "
"I've seen bigger spaces, as complete as a world," she interrupted. "There are people, trees, sky, and earth, unlike here, where there's nothing."
"Don't joke, female!" The demon growled. "You have no idea how much magic power it takes to build a body in the stream of consciousness, let alone a complete world! Only the Origin of Magic can do this! "
"The Origin of Magic again … It's just an illusory concept like the realm of God. I don't even know where it is, but you're talking as if you've seen it before." Zoey took off the spine and held it in her hand again.
"This is engraved in the inheritance. You're the only one who knows nothing about it!"
"Then you can tell me in more detail. Show me some evidence to convince me."
"Female, do you think I'm a fool?" Kabradhabi flew into a rage. "How could I, Lord Kabradhabi, use such a lousy trick —"
Before it could finish its words, a "spear" pierced its head.
The white spear was exactly the spine that Zoey had been holding.
"Since you don't want to talk about it, the break is over. You can take a break when you want to talk about it. "She raised her leg and threw herself at the staggering Kabradhabi.
…
Ten … days later.
"Why?" Kabradhabi had completely lost its momentum. It put the magic sword in front of its chest and stared at Zoey as if she was a monster. "Aren't you afraid of pain?"
"If the war four hundred years ago made me accustomed to this feeling, then the depravity four hundred years later made me forget it. If there was something that had always been by your side, would you be afraid of it when you lost it and found it again?" Zoey smiled. At this moment, she no longer needed to hide her feelings. "In fact, I have to thank you. You're the one who made up for what His Majesty couldn't give me. "
"You're … crazy!"
"Compared with hundreds of years, this is just a short moment. Now, it's your turn to please me."
When Zoey stabbed the demon's chest again, the scene in front of her suddenly twisted. Flesh, internal organs, and bones all turned into nothingness, and a strong sense of dizziness overwhelmed her.
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