Yes, it was trapped.
Valkries gradually began to recall it. At that time, it was following the faint fluctuation, going deeper and deeper into the Realm of Mind. After crossing the boundary between the shallow and deep layers, its consciousness would find it difficult to move forward. Not only did it have to fight against the turbulent currents, but the resistance would also suddenly increase, as if it was struggling in a quagmire.
It was the first time Valkries had entered such a deep area, so it had to be very careful. If it lost its way, it might never be able to leave. If not for the increasingly obvious fluctuation, it would have stopped its pursuit and turned back to take a breather.
After all, the area was getting smaller and smaller, and it was only a matter of time before it found the entrance.
But at that time, it decided to persevere a little longer.
First, Hackzord seemed to be dissatisfied with its behavior of resting in the Red Mist Pond all day, especially when the Birth Tower had been successfully transplanted and the humans had yet to react.
Second, it wanted to find out as soon as possible whether the changes in the humans had anything to do with the inheritance.
Valkries did not expect that when it approached the source of the fluctuation, the Realm of Mind suddenly shook violently.
It felt as if mud had suddenly turned into a waterfall, or a huge crack had appeared under its feet, and the viscous deep layer had completely collapsed. It did not even have the chance to struggle before it was sucked into the turbulence. When it woke up, it found itself in this place.
Without a doubt, this place was also a part of the Realm of Mind, but it could not be sure whether it was related to the male human.
Through the corner of the window, Valkries could see an extremely vast city. Tall buildings as tall as the Birth Tower were everywhere, and it could not see the end of them at a glance. Even the King's "Presiding Holy See" seemed to pale in comparison.
Another thing that made it suspicious was that if this was really the male's territory, he should have sensed the existence of the intruder the moment it was sucked in. The creator of the territory had omnipotent power, and it was also the mortal enemy of the humans. It was impossible for the other party to remain indifferent until now. From another perspective, if the consciousness of a witch accidentally intruded into the Presiding Holy See, perhaps death would be the most merciful ending.
But the problem was, if this territory had nothing to do with the male, then where could it be?
When the tremor came, it was indeed above the source of the tremor. Unless it found the wrong clue from the beginning, it couldn't think of any other possibility.
Valkries pondered for a long time but still could not figure it out, so he simply threw these questions to the back of his mind. Since he could not get an answer, there was no point in thinking about it. In an unfamiliar environment, it was best to adapt to the new body as soon as possible to escape from the predicament.
One thing was certain. Its new body was far weaker than before. The wounds on its legs had yet to recover, which showed that its self-healing ability was extremely low. Coupled with the fact that the magic barrier did not work, it had not experienced this feeling of being defenseless for a long time. It felt as if it had returned to the beginning of the advancement ceremony, when anyone could pose a threat to it.
Fortunately, it could still use magic power and possessed extraordinary strength, which was somewhat similar to the Extraordinary among the witches.
Just as Valkries was checking his condition, he suddenly heard footsteps outside the door.
Then, the door was pushed open, and two humans walked in with smiles on their faces.
It almost subconsciously wanted to pounce forward and tear the newcomer in half, but when it raised its elbow halfway, it forcibly suppressed it with its will.
This was not the real world!
It reminded itself that when it was in a coma, it seemed that it was also humans who saved it.
Perhaps the so-called "demon" did not exist in the minds of these people. If it acted rashly, it would expose itself.
"You seem to be in good spirits, Miss Valkries." The female lifted a corner of the quilt and checked her tightly bound feet. "You are indeed a martialist... You didn't even hurt your bones after being crushed by such a large beam. If it were me, I'm afraid that both of my legs would have been crushed into pieces."
"How can you speak like this in front of a patient?" The male glared at the female and then looked at her. "I'm your attending doctor, just call me Doctor Gao. Judging from the X-ray, it's only a matter of time before you recover. Don't worry, as long as you take good care of yourself, it won't affect your future martial arts competition. Also, if you feel any discomfort, you can tell me. "
Valkries shook her head.
She did not understand most of what the male said, so the best way to deal with it was to speak less.
Moreover, she noticed that these humans were very friendly. They did not look like they were sizing up a different species, which puzzled her. Even if there was no hostility, there was a huge difference between the two species. How could they talk to each other on equal terms?
Valkries even noticed that the female seemed to be particularly interested in it. Her eyes never left its body.
"That's good." The male who called himself Doctor Gao flipped through the booklet in his hand. "The Association has a consolation arrangement in the afternoon, and I heard that there will be a meeting in the evening. I've already canceled the meeting for you. Those people are really too much. They still want you to go in a wheelchair when you're injured like this. That's just nonsense. But I can't refuse their consolation. After all, this hospital is run by the Martialist Association. It's impossible to stop them from coming in. Fortunately, you only need to lie down. "
"... Thank you." It replied in a human tone.
"You're welcome." The male smiled. "Oh right... It must be boring sitting here. After all, the Association didn't bring your phone along when they sent you here. Do you want to watch some TV to relieve your boredom?"
Phone? TV? What are these things?
Valkries was speechless for a moment. It didn't know how to answer.
The male probably took its silence as a tacit agreement. He picked up a small square box on the bedside table and fiddled with the blackboard on the wall.
Soon, the blackboard lit up!
"Then, have a good rest." Doctor Gao waved his hand and left the room with the female.
Valkries stared at the scene on the TV with its mouth agape. It almost couldn't maintain its composure.
How... did it do that?
The picture on the blackboard changed again and again. Whether it was a person or an object, everything was vivid and lifelike. If it was using magic, it wouldn't be strange. But this was clearly not a magic creation. From the beginning to the end, it couldn't feel a trace of magic fluctuation inside the blackboard.
It took a while for Valkries to get used to it.
It realized that the content shown on the TV was related to the small square box. As long as it pressed the "direction" button on it, the TV would show different things.
If it guessed correctly, the content was probably closely related to this world.
It was an effective way to learn about this strange world.
While it was flipping through the TV, it heard a special word — "Martialist Association".
According to the words of the male human, it seemed that Valkries was also a member of the Association, or perhaps it had been mistaken for one.
The TV was broadcasting an empty space filled with people. From a bird's eye view, it was probably caused by a magical object similar to a Magical Stone of Flight.
"Today is the third day since the attack on the Prism City. The rescue and clean-up work are still ongoing.
"According to the announcement of the Association, the number of victims has been basically identified, but it will take some time to verify their identities.
"During the whole rescue process, many martialists showed their extraordinary courage and responsibility. They went deep into the evacuation wells many times to search for the trapped people.
"Among them, Ms. Lan, the Chief Disciple who guarded the Rock, sacrificed her life.
"When she entered the No. 4 well, she was attacked by the Fallen Evils. In order to protect her companions..."
Valkries didn't hear what was said on the TV in the back.
Its eyes were fixed on the picture on the "blackboard".
"Why?" Valfries's heart was in turmoil. Why did she see this familiar yet strange face in the Realm of Mind?
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