Chapter 313 Soul Battle

I haven't felt such warm sunshine for a long time.

Garcia stood in the garden and took a deep breath, the smell of rosemary drifted into her nostrils with the breeze.

This is not the Kingdom of Eternal Winter, where there is nothing in the Far North but cold winds, frozen soil, and unscented winter flowers. In the backyard of the castle, there are always pieces of meat and fat intestines waiting to be dried, and the strong fishy smell is lingering. This is not a port of clear water. There is no familiar salty smell and dampness in the wind, and even if you close your eyes, you cannot hear the rubbing sound of sea water rushing onto the beach.

This is Graycastle Palace, she thought.

But...it was a little different from the one in memory.

Garcia sat down by the central flower pond, stroking the slightly rough stone bricks—since when I was a child playing hide-and-seek and fell here, my forehead hit the flower pond hard, and blood flowed down my face, my father took all the stone bricks. Knocked out and replaced with smooth pebbles. In this way, although it will no longer trip and hurt people, it will not be able to be used as a cover to hide the figure.

At that time, she remembered that apart from herself, Gron and Timothy were also present. After seeing their sister fall, they were all frightened. In order to coax themselves to stop crying, they even imitated their own fall one by one, and deliberately bumped their heads. By the flower pond. Of course, they were not less severely beaten by their father afterwards.

It was a past that Garcia thought would never be recalled, like a secret buried under a tree, buried deeply. But when she returned to the old place, she found that the picture hadn't faded at all, and it was still vivid after being dug out of the soil.

Everything seems to be back to childhood.

"So this is your world," a strange voice sounded from behind, "It's a good choice as a resting place."

Garcia turned her head and saw a woman in white walking out from behind the flower pond. She had a pair of light red eyes and long snow-white hair. An angel who entered the mortal world.

The face of the Queen of Clear Water was completely gloomy, "You are a witch of the church."

"My name is Zero, and the word witch doesn't fit me." She chuckled, "I'm called a pure one, which is different from those bloodlines that have fallen."

"The pure one? It's just a plaything raised by the church," Garcia said coldly, "What kind of trick is this scene? Is your ability to create illusions?" She suddenly picked up a stone and squeezed it firmly in her hand, "But It's just an illusion! None of this can fool me!"

The queen's roar spread far away, but the scene in front of her didn't change in any way, and the stone didn't shatter in response. Instead, she was cut through the hard edges and corners. Spreading his hand, there was a burst of pain from the worn wound, which was clear and real.

"It can be seen that you are not ignorant of the abilities of witches, this is much easier," Zero said with a slight bow, lifting the corner of her skirt, "Welcome to the world of consciousness, I call it the battlefield of the soul. We will fight here, the winner gets everything, the loser loses everything... just like the oracle recorded in the holy book."

Soul... the battlefield?

Garcia was startled, and suddenly felt a heart-piercing pain coming from her heart. Zero pulled out a long spear from nowhere and pierced her chest directly. Breathing suddenly became difficult. She opened her mouth to shout, but she couldn't make a sound. The opponent twisted the barrel of the gun and jerked back violently. The blood spurted out with the tip of the gun, and quickly splashed half of her. body. Garcia knelt down on the ground, trembling and trying to cover the wound. The massive blood loss made her consciousness gradually blurred.

The next moment, she found that she was still standing where she was, with her body intact. And the shadow was also standing a few meters away from her, as if the other party had never left there.

what happened? Garcia gasped heavily, hallucination? She clutched her violently heaving chest, the place where she was pierced just now was still aching. Lowering her head, there was a large puddle of blood spraying under her feet.

"This is the basic rule. Consciousness is not immortal," Zero spread her hands, "The pain of every death is real to you. It will consume your mental and physical energy. When this feeling exceeds When you can bear it, the real eternal sleep will come."

"Every time you die, your body will return to its original state. Most people can withstand it three to four times at most. Of course, I have seen many people with strong wills who can survive seven or eight times, or even more." She said gently He explained calmly, "Although I am looking forward to your performance, I can understand if I give up resistance. After all, continuous death is also an unbearable torment for me. It is not cowardly to choose to escape at this time. Especially when the ending is already doomed."

After finishing speaking, she dropped the spear in her hand, pulled out a big sword from her back again, jumped straight up, and slashed at Garcia.

The latter's eyes widened. The Pure One was wearing a white robe. It was impossible for him to hide such a huge weapon. Those weapons were all... conjured out of thin air? The other person's words suddenly flashed in her mind——

"So this is your world..."

"I call it Soul Battlefield."

"Consciousness is not immortal...it is real to you."

The big sword fell, and instead of splitting the Queen of Clear Water in two, it hit a large iron shield. The huge rebound force made Jie Luo unable to hold the hilt of the sword. The big sword flew up, and her body followed several steps back , Garcia also fell to the ground because of this powerful slash.

"The ending is destined?" She gritted her teeth and sneered twice, "You said before that this is "My World", right? While speaking, she turned over and got up, a crossbow suddenly appeared in her hand, and raised her hand to shoot at the opponent. At the same time, a cross rose from behind Zero, trapping her body firmly.

The crossbow instantly sank into the pure person's abdomen, she immediately showed a painful expression, and after panting twice, she slowly opened her mouth and said, "Ling, I'm surprised...cough cough, if it's an ordinary person...just accepting all this It's all very difficult, let alone mobilize your consciousness to fight back. You are indeed... the Queen of Clear Water who made Lord Mayne feel extremely headache."

"Thank you for the compliment," Garcia picked up the spear that fell on the ground, "If you hadn't talked too much nonsense, I wouldn't have realized the wonder of the conscious world so quickly. Next, how many holes should I poke in your body? "

She smiled with difficulty, "You can do whatever you want."

...

When Garcia shot the tenth shot, the Pure One finally died—she deliberately avoided the deadly position, and struck from the limbs and abdomen. At first, Zero would scream in pain, and then her voice gradually became lower. go down.

Next, this guy should be back to normal, right? But this is the Royal Palace of Graycastle, her home field, since she can change the environment and objects as she likes, it is impossible for her to lose.

Sure enough, a white light flashed across the body of the Pure One, the wound disappeared in the blink of an eye, and Zero opened her light red eyes again.

When Garcia raised the spear and was about to send her to die, a sudden change occurred - her hands bound by the cross easily broke free from the rope, kicked the barrel of the gun away, and instantly approached her, raising her hand and swaying. Before Garcia could react, she had already lost the feeling of her body.

The headless corpse fell down with a bang, and the opponent's hand was empty.

How can this be?

After a few breaths, the Queen of Clear Water clutched her neck, and took two steps back in surprise... Just now, she cut off her own neck with her arm? Looking at the broken hemp rope on the cross and the blood on her hands, it was obvious that the previous scene was not a hallucination.

"If you can't comprehend the essence of consciousness, how can I usher in a real battle?" Zero smiled. "In addition, you seem very puzzled, why can I break free from the rope thick as a finger? In fact, it's not difficult to understand , the winner gets everything, the loser loses everything...Among the people I swallowed, there is a class of witches who are extremely powerful, they are infinitely powerful, agile, and not afraid of the influence of God's Stone of Retaliation. They have a special title—transcendent."

She opened her hands, "It is impossible to defeat me with conventional means. If you want to survive, you have to work harder... Now, it's my turn."