It had been a long time since she had felt such warm sunshine.
Garcia stood in the garden and took a deep breath. The smell of rosemary floated into her nose along with the breeze.
This was not the Kingdom of Eternal Winter. In the far north, there was nothing but cold wind, frozen soil, and fragrant winter flowers. In the backyard of the castle, there were always pieces of meat and intestines waiting to be dried, and the strong fishy smell lingered in the air. This was also not the Port of Clearwater. The wind did not carry the familiar salty and humid smell, and even if she closed her eyes, she could not hear the sound of the sea rushing up to the beach.
This was the palace of Graycastle, she thought.
But … it was a little different from what she remembered.
Garcia sat down beside the central flower pond and stroked the slightly rough stone bricks. When she was a child, she had fallen while playing hide-and-seek here. Her forehead had hit the edge of the flower pond and blood had flowed all over her face. Her father had knocked away all the stone bricks and replaced them with smooth cobblestones. In this way, although she could no longer trip and hurt people, she could no longer use it as a cover to hide.
At that time, she remembered that in addition to herself, there were also Gerald and Timothy. When they saw their sister fall, they were all frightened. In order to coax her to stop crying, they even imitated their own fall and deliberately hit their heads against the edge of the flower pond. Of course, after that, they were beaten by her father.
It was a part of the past that Garcia had thought she would never recall. It was like a secret buried under a tree, buried deep in the ground. But when she returned to the old place, she found that this scene had not faded in the slightest. Even after digging it out from the soil, it was still vivid.
Everything seemed to have returned to her childhood.
"So this is your world," a strange voice sounded from behind her. "As a place of rest, it is 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 snow-white long hair. Her facial features were so exquisite that they seemed to have been carefully carved. Her voice was ethereal and pleasant, as if she was an angel who had fallen into the mortal world.
The Queen of Clearwater's face was completely gloomy. "You are a witch of the church."
"My name is Zero. The word witch doesn't suit me." She chuckled. "I am called a pure witch. I am different from those who have fallen."
"Pure Witch? It's just a plaything raised by the Church, "Garcia said coldly," What kind of trick is this? Is your ability to create illusions? "She suddenly picked up a stone and squeezed it in her hand," It's just an illusion! None of this can fool me! "
The Queen's roar traveled far away, but the scene in front of her did not change. The stone did not shatter in response to her roar. Instead, her skin was cut by the hard edges. Spreading out his hand, he felt a sharp pain from the wound. It was clear and real.
"I can see that you're not completely ignorant of witches' abilities. This makes things much easier," Zero lifted the corner of her skirt and slightly bowed, "Welcome to the world of consciousness, I call it the Soul Battlefield. We will fight here, and the winner will get everything, and the loser will lose everything … just like the oracle recorded in the Holy Book. "
Soul … battlefield?
Garcia was startled. Suddenly, she felt a heart-wrenching pain coming from her chest. Zero pulled out a spear from nowhere and pierced it directly into her chest. Her breathing suddenly became difficult. She opened her mouth to shout, but no sound came out. Zero twisted the spear and fiercely pulled it back. Blood spurted out from the tip of the spear and soon, half of her body was soaked. Garcia knelt on the ground and trembled, trying to cover the wound. The massive loss of blood gradually made her consciousness blur.
The next moment, she found herself still standing in the same place, her body intact. The shadow was standing a few meters away from her, as if he had never left the place.
"What happened?" Garcia gasped for air. "Illusion?" She covered her violently heaving chest. The place where she had been pierced was still aching. Lowering her head, she saw a large pool of blood sprayed out from under her feet.
"This is the basic rule. Your consciousness is not immortal. "Zero spread out her hands." The pain of every death is real to you. It will consume your spirit and physical strength. When this feeling is beyond what you can bear, the real sleep will come. "
"Every time you die, your body will return to its original state. An average person can withstand three to four times at most. Of course, I have also seen many strong-willed people who can endure seven or eight times, or even more." She gently explained, "Although I am looking forward to your performance, I can understand if you 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 has already been decided. "
After saying this, she dropped the spear in her hand and once again pulled out a big sword from her back. She jumped straight up and slashed at Garcia.
The latter's eyes widened. "The Pure Witch is wearing a white robe, so it is impossible for her to hide such a huge weapon. Those weapons are all … made out of thin air?" Zero's words suddenly flashed in her mind.
"So this is your world …"
"I call it the soul battlefield.
Your consciousness is not immortal … it is real to you. "
The big sword slashed down, but it did not split the Queen of Clearwater in two. Instead, it hit a large iron shield. The huge rebound force made it impossible for Zero to hold the sword hilt. The big sword was sent flying, and her body was forced to retreat several steps. Garcia also fell to the ground because of this powerful slash.
"The end is decided?" She clenched her teeth and sneered twice. "You said before, this is my world, right?" While speaking, she turned over and climbed up. A crossbow suddenly appeared in her hand, and she raised it to shoot at the other side. At the same time, a cross rose behind Zero, firmly trapping her body.
The crossbow arrow instantly entered the Pure Witch's abdomen. She suddenly showed a painful expression, gasped twice, and then slowly opened her mouth. "I, I am surprised … cough cough, if it was an ordinary person … it would be very difficult to accept all of this, let alone mobilize their consciousness to fight back. You are indeed … the Queen of Clearwater who gave Sir Mayne a headache. "
"Thank you for the compliment," Garcia picked up the spear that fell to the ground. "If it weren't for your nonsense, I wouldn't have been able to understand the wonders of the world of consciousness so quickly. Next, how many holes should I poke in your body? "
She smiled with difficulty. "Do as you wish."
…
When Garcia stabbed the Pure Witch for the tenth time, she finally died. She deliberately avoided the fatal spots, and started from the limbs and abdomen. At first, Zero would let out an unbearable scream of pain, but later on, her voice gradually became lower.
Next, this guy should be able to recover, right? However, this was the palace of Graycastle, her home field. Since she could change the environment and objects at will, it was impossible for her to lose.
Sure enough, a white light flashed on the Pure Witch's body, and in the blink of an eye, the wound disappeared. Zero once again opened her light red eyes.
Garcia raised her spear, ready to send her to her death, but a sudden change occurred. She saw the Pure Witch's hands, which were bound by the cross, easily break free from the rope, kick the handle, and in the blink of an eye, close to her side, raised her hands and swung. Before Garcia could react, she had already lost all feeling in her body.
The headless body fell with a loud bang, and the other side's hands were empty.
How is this possible?
After a few breaths, the Queen of Clearwater covered her neck, and took two steps back in bewilderment … Just now, she used her arms to cut off her neck? Looking at the broken hemp rope on the cross and the blood on her hands, it was obvious that the previous scene was not an illusion.
"If you can't understand the nature of consciousness, how can I face a real battle?" Zero smiled, "Moreover, you seem to be very puzzled, how can I break free from a rope as thick as a finger? In fact, it's not difficult to understand, the winner gets everything, the loser loses everything … Among the people I devoured, there is a type of witch who is exceptionally strong. They have infinite strength, agile skills, and are not afraid of the influence of God's Stone of Retaliation. You may not know, but the Church has a special name for them, extraordinary. "
She spread her hands, "Just using conventional means is not enough to defeat me, if you want to survive, you have to double your efforts … Now, it's my turn." ,, your support, is my greatest motivation.)
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