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Chapter 1241

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Roland recalled silently to make sure that he was not mistaken. At that time, the Senior Demon stood on the high platform and guided the two ascendants to fight against each other. The fluttering white gauze on its body and the rolling Red Mist Heavenly Lake under its feet formed a sharp contrast. The eyeball on its head was even more dazzling. Such a picturesque scene would immediately appear in his mind as long as he closed his eyes.

But other than the biggest difference, the other parts were somewhat similar. Roland could not help but be very curious about the demon martialist named "Valkries".

When it was his turn to shake hands, he did not go through the procedure like before. Instead, he stopped by the bed.

"Are you also a resident of the tube-shaped apartment?"

The others, who were about to go to the next ward, were slightly startled when they heard this.

Valkries looked indifferent. She seemed to be thinking about how to answer. After a moment, she shook her head.

"Well, the female demon in the memory fragment should be much older than the one devoured by Zero. She should not be a prisoner of the Soul Battlefield."

"Then do you have a twin sister? Someone who looks like you? "Roland pointed at his forehead." For example, an extra eye here? "

There was a commotion in the crowd. The guard coughed twice and said, "Mr. Roland."

"Just a moment." Roland waved his hand. "I just feel that she inexplicably looks like someone I used to know."

The other party said expressionlessly, "No."

"How is that possible? I've never seen anyone from the Cargarde Peninsula with three eyes," someone whispered. "But there are many people with three fingers."

"Okay..." Roland suddenly said with the thought of giving it one last try, "Charita!"

But the other party's eyes were calm as if he was the only one who was being silly.

If Valkries was a demon from the other side of the memory fragment, she should have some reaction when she heard this demon language.

"It seems that she only looks like her."

Roland shrugged and reached out his right hand. "I hope you can get better soon and return to the Association to fight side by side with everyone to fight against the Erosion."

She hesitated for a moment before slowly extending her hand.

The moment they held hands, Roland couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

The guardian asked, "What's wrong?"

"Her hands are so cold … and a little wet."

The crowd couldn't help but roar with laughter. Amidst the deliberately suppressed laughter, Roland even heard a few disgruntled murmurs.

"Frivolous."

"Why did the traditionalists choose such a person?"

"Okay, okay, the patient needs to rest. Please go and visit the next patient." The doctor shook his head helplessly. "Really …"

Roland shrugged. As the creator of the Dream World, he did not care what these people thought of him. However, since he could not get anything out of them, there was no point in staying here any longer. After one last glance at Valkries, he turned around and left the ward.



After the door closed, Valkries's violently shaken emotions still could not calm down.

In this short period of time, it was the most emotional moment of her life. She never thought that there would be a day where she would need to exert all her concentration just to maintain a fixed expression on her face. And just doing this had consumed most of her energy.

When the human walked out from the crowd, Valkries felt all the blood in her body freeze. She would never forget this figure. In Silent Disaster's memory, it was this person who stood opposite the legacy fragment, coldly watching Silent Disaster being surrounded by the tentacles.

It wasn't as simple as watching from the sidelines. The King's Memory Reading could make everyone who received it feel the same. Therefore, the Silent Lord's panic and shock had affected her to a certain extent. It was this feeling of experiencing it personally that allowed it to immediately match the figure of the other person with the image in its memory.

Her previous conjectures were completely overturned. Even if she was unwilling, she had to consider the third possibility. The tremors in the Realm of Mind did not cause her to deviate, and she did not find the wrong source of the tremors from the beginning. This was indeed a territory opened up by a mortal male, and the other party was the master of this place.

If she met this human in the real world, she would only be stunned for a moment before using all her power to kill him. Like some of the ascended, she also had the power to slay demons. Regardless of whether the other party's magic power had reached such a level, as long as the other party was dead, it would be the same.

But in the Realm of Mind, this rule was not applicable. At least according to the King, no one could defeat her in her Sanctum Throne. Omniscient and immortal, she was basically no different from the legendary gods. Even if the King was exaggerating, she did not dare to try it now.

Valkries knew very well that dying here was not the worst case scenario. If the other party had the ability to retrieve memories like the King, everything she knew would bring great harm to the race.

Facing such an opponent, she had to be extremely cautious.

Fortunately, the third possibility was still not conclusive. For example, the other party seemed to be testing her identity, and not as insightful as the King. Valkries vaguely sensed that the other party might have seen her somewhere before. Although she did not know why, his words and actions showed that he had an impression of her.

And it was very likely that he was in another world.

Otherwise, he would not have asked about the third eye. The stone in the center of Valkries's forehead was the spiritual magic stone she had obtained during her third advancement.

And the word "shalita" meant "hero" in the ancient language of the race.

Valkries stretched out her hand and quietly looked at it for a moment. Her mind recalled the moment when she touched the other party.

That "huh" almost made her stop breathing on the spot, but fortunately, she managed to deceive the other party in the end. Valkries did not forget the purpose of tracking the other party. This sudden meeting was both a challenge and an opportunity. Almost without any effort, she found the key person on the human side. As a male, he had the opportunity to come into contact with the legacy shard and was able to force the Silent Disaster to retreat in the confrontation of consciousness. Without a doubt, the other party had a lot of information that the race did not know. Valkries could not avoid him because of this little risk.

Just like how the King created the Presiding Holy See to better control his subordinates, if this place was really created by a mortal male, then there must be a purpose. Just from the words "Fallen Evils", "battlefront", "resisting the Erosion", and other words, it was full of the smell of conspiracy. Valkries had to find out what the other party was planning in the Realm of Mind.

For example, the general meeting that the doctor mentioned might be a good way to find out.

Thinking of this, Valkries clenched her fists tightly.

Roland … right?

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