Chapter 626: Battle of Intertwined Fate (Part 1)

This is... a dream?

Roland blinked, and walked to the fence step by step, overlooking the panoramic view of the school under the setting sun.

There is no one on the playground in the open space, and the lonely goal frame casts long shadows in the orange-red afterglow. In the distance are familiar libraries and dormitory buildings. Rows of bright windows are stained by the setting sun sinking into the sky A touch of gold edging.

He has studied and lived here for nearly seven years, and he is very familiar with every plant and tree, and the place where he is now is undoubtedly the top floor of the teaching building—the place he often goes to in his spare time.

Here, Roland has too many memories.

For example, the iron door behind it keeps opening and closing with the warm wind.

This iron gate can be called a unique sight on the roof of the teaching building. It looks as old as a cultural relic dug out of the ground by archaeologists. When he came to this school, the iron gate was already in dilapidated condition, as long as he pushed it, he would scream intermittently, as if he couldn't breathe, so the time after the iron gate was opened and closed was always very quiet. Roland always thought that it would fall completely soon, but until the day he graduated, the iron gate still stayed quietly on the roof.

But since it was a dream, why did he still look like this?

He looked down at his slender hands, and touched the ashes on his shoulders. It was obvious that his height and body shape did not match his own when he was obsessed with studying.

Think about it... what happened before?

Roland frowned and thought for a moment before he remembered that the last scene was Nightingale pushing him away, then a dim light flashed, and then her panicked and desperate face.

"who are you?"

A graceful and ethereal female voice suddenly sounded beside him.

Roland was taken aback, and turned his head suddenly, only to see a fluttering white woman walking out from behind the stair room. She had a pair of ruby ​​eyes, and her red and white robe fell straight to the ground. The delicate golden patterns obviously do not belong to this era, and the golden crown on her head has already revealed her identity.

"Are you...the pure of the church?"

"It's also the fifteenth Pope of the Holy City of Hermes," she paused, "My name is Zero, and your name is definitely not Roland Wimbledon."

Sure enough, Roland couldn't help frowning, "So you created this place?"

Everything made sense, the dark light should be this guy's ability, that's why Nightingale escaped with herself, and the scene in front of him should be an illusion or virtual space. The moment he opened his eyes, he thought he had traveled back in time.

Although they knew that the predecessor of the church was likely to be the Federation, they never thought that the pope was also a pure person—a fellow witch. These people turned their own kind into inhuman monsters, which is simply unreasonable.

"No, you created it," Zero walked over step by step, her tone full of interest, "It is the place with the deepest influence in your memory, and most of the time it will appear in the place of daily life... It's just that I am very happy. Curious, where is this place? It is absolutely impossible for the fourth prince of Graycastle to live in such a place."

"Why should I tell you?" Roland cautiously moved towards the railing, keeping a distance from her.

What can I do now to get rid of the illusion? His thoughts turned sharply, jumping off the roof? According to his nightmare experience, as long as he finds a high place and jumps down, he can wake up from the dream immediately.

"It doesn't matter if you don't tell me," she smiled, her voice was very pleasant, "As long as I put in a little effort, I will figure it out sooner or later, including who you are, where you came from, and why you became a fourth child of Graycastle." prince."

Will you know sooner or later? "You mean to read my memory?" Roland sneered, "Don't push yourself to death."

"Do you know?" Zero suddenly stopped, "Everyone affected by my ability, I will explain to them the function, rules and consequences of this ability, but you are an exception—"

"What?"

As soon as Roland asked, he found that the chaste man on the opposite side had already jumped in front of him. The sudden pain made him suddenly unable to hear any sound.

Trembling and lowering his head, he saw a long knife being stuck in his chest. Roland wanted to open his mouth to shout, but he couldn't make a sound. The lungs have been completely destroyed, and the opening and closing of the chest cavity cannot force a single bit of air into the throat.

Severe pain ran through his body like an electric current. He would rather die immediately than endure another second.

"Because I don't like anything unpredictable."

The other end of the handle was Zero's face as if nothing had happened, and the gushing blood had already splashed half of her body. Due to the lack of oxygen and the brain's self-protective fainting, Roland's consciousness quickly became blurred.

The next second, he was still standing by the guardrail, his body intact. And the pure one was also standing a few meters away from him, as if she had never left there.

what happened? Roland panted heavily, hallucination? He clutched his violently heaving chest, the place where he was pierced was still aching. He lowered his head, and there was a large pool of blood spraying out under his feet.

Hell, what happened just now is true!

He stared at the long knife in Jie Luo's hand, feeling extremely surprised, her hand was obviously empty before!

Creation out of thin air?

At this moment, Zero rushed over again, so fast that it was hard to catch with the naked eye.

Roland turned around and fled, feeling a numbness in his stomach just as he took a step.

Then he experienced death again. Zero slashed the long knife obliquely, cutting him in half horizontally. This time the pain lasted longer than last time, and Roland fell into his own blood and scattered internal organs. The continuous pain made him scream heart-piercingly, and the sound was so shrill that even he was startled.

When he was resurrected for the second time, Roland had realized something.

This is by no means a nightmare that will end after jumping off a building or excruciating pain, but like a gladiatorial arena that keeps reincarnating.

Damn, so what would be the conditions of disengagement? The creator of the ability to defeat, that is, the White Witch in front of me?

Since she can make weapons out of thin air, what about me? Roland gritted his teeth and concentrated - if he had a shield, he wouldn't be powerless to fight back!

A blue light flashed.

Zero's surprise attack was blocked, and a transparent explosion-proof shield appeared in his hand. The long knife left a deep gap in it, and Roland was also ejected by the huge impact force.

Come on, that's really the case!

He cursed in his heart, and the moment he rolled over, he dropped his shield and replaced it with an automatic rifle.

Just when Roland raised his gun and was about to shoot, Zero had disappeared in place.

what's the situation?

"I'm here."

The sound came from the ear.

Then he only felt a flash of white light, and his hands fell to the ground together with the rifle. 8

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