Chapter 608 Farewell

"Are you still insisting on doing this in vain?"

Outside the cube, Marquis Winter held the dagger in his hand, his eyes grim.

He knew that the longer the night, the more dreams there would be, especially when facing a being like Fiona who had a special status in the prophecy. The longer the delay, the greater the chance of changes.

Whether it was the Nightmare Spirit King who was missing at the moment, or other unknown factors, they could all lead to his failure.

Although the girl's resistance at the moment was nothing in his eyes, Marquis Winter did not immediately take the next step. A vague sense of crisis always lingered in his heart.

Marquis Winter was not sure where this sense of crisis came from, but it also made him alert and suspected that he was being targeted by some powerful being.

Considering all this, Marquis Winter no longer hesitated. He turned the dagger in his hand over, held the hilt with his right hand, poured magic into it, and then suddenly swung it towards the entire cube.

Depending on his posture, the effect of this strange dagger was different.

The attack of holding the sword in the right hand is aimed at cutting the power of rules.

With his action, the originally mottled blade suddenly cracked again with a twisted crack. And it was very deep, almost penetrating the center of the sword body.

But at such a cost, this sword played a very amazing effect. The space around the cube suddenly darkened, and then instantly took the central cube and "independent" from the entire dream world.

At the same time, Fiona and Avis, who were imprisoned in the transparent cube, suddenly lost all contact with the rules of the world.

Without the power of the world rules, Fiona was instantly beaten back to her original form, and the pocket watch in Avis's hand also fell into silence, directly losing all its magical effects.

Without the internal obstacles, the transparent cube covering the entire palace quickly shrank, and soon shrank into a small cube with an appearance of only the size of a palm.

To be honest, the price paid by this sword surprised Marquis Winter a little.

He originally thought that separating a little girl who was less than the ninth level from the world rules should not produce too much "reaction force". But with this reaction now, he even suspected that he was dealing with the clone of a ninth-level strongman.

Looking at the broken dagger in his hand with some distress, Marquis Winter took a step forward, and while being alert to the enemies that might be hidden around him, he quickly reached out to grab the shrunken cube.

He was ready. Once he got the cube, he would leave here immediately, without entanglement with any possible enemies, and return directly to his secret laboratory in the demiplane of the main world.

There was a full set of composite protective arrays, as well as luxurious arrangements for confusing and blocking prophecy magic. Marquis Winter was confident that even the Olivendi family would never be able to detect his secret base.

But the moment his hand grasped the cube, Marquis Winter's face suddenly changed.

An extremely strong sense of crisis came from the inside of the imprisoned cube in his hand. He instinctively shook his hand and threw the cube in his hand out.

But before the cube completely left his palm, one of its faces instantly shattered, and a rusty yellow light reflected from the cube, directly enveloping him.

Under the reflection of this light curtain, the appearance of the young man under the hood of the Marquis Winter suddenly began to change rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Part of the body quickly aged, while the other part began to strangely become younger, and the existence of the entire dream body began to become translucent and unstable.

Even if he used all his strength to operate the power of rules to resist, the effect was so weak that it was almost imperceptible.

"The power of time? It's really... disgusting!"

A trace of cruelty flashed in his scarlet eyes. At the critical moment, the Marquis Winter decisively swung his sword again.

"Crack--"

As the sword went down, the sword body directly let out a wail of being overwhelmed, and then completely shattered and broke into two pieces.

But the result of this sword was also very surprising. As the blade passed by, the brass-colored twisted light curtain strangely split to both sides for a moment, like Moses splitting the sea.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the figure of the Marquis Winter flashed and instantly escaped from the range covered by the brass-colored light.

In the reappearing palace, Avis looked at the escaped Marquis Winter and the half-broken dagger in his hand, and sighed.

He held a strange dragon-shaped brass badge in his hand, and the rusty yellow light curtain that forced Marquis Winter to sacrifice his sword to save his life was now pouring out from the badge.

Avis was trying to restrict the power radiation range of the badge to prevent the time turbulence sealed in it from affecting himself and Fiona.

But his left hand holding the badge had turned into a strange rusty yellow at this moment, and now he only relied on the power of the pocket watch in his other hand to barely suppress it, so that it would not spread upwards.

Relying on the terrifying dagger, Marquis Winter still escaped from his killing move.

But fortunately, his goal of weakening the opponent was achieved, at least the dagger was destroyed by the attack...

"Huh... So that's it, a broken disposable wonder, is this your trump card?"

Looking at the white rabbit holding the badge beside the girl from a distance, Marquis Winter breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he was tricked, he finally discovered the source of his sense of crisis. There was no other terrifying existence. The root of everything was the badge in the hand of the inconspicuous white rabbit in front of him.

A limit-breaking item is really a big deal.

"It's a pity that no matter how powerful a magic item is, it will eventually be limited by the user's own strength!"

With interest, Marquis Winter looked into the girl's eyes, trying to find the despair of the plan's failure, but he only saw confusion and surprise, and saw the "frustration" in the eyes of the white rabbit.

This situation made Marquis Winter feel a little abnormal, and it also sounded a wake-up call for him.

His target is not the weak, but the existence that can threaten or even kill him!

After taking a deep look at the white rabbit who was still trying to control the badge in his hand, Marquis Winter raised the broken sword in his hand again in Avis's somewhat surprised eyes, and then swung it towards Fiona.

The sword is broken, but it doesn't mean it can't be used--

With the action of Marquis Winter, a strange gray line extended from the slash.

Looking at the gray line, a creepy sense of crisis surged from Avis's heart.

Can't be hit, absolutely can't be hit!

The girl's exclamation seemed to come from the side, but it seemed to be separated by an extremely long distance.

The movement of the world slowed down in Avis's perception. He watched the broken sword slowly and unstoppably fell, and at the same time tried his best to turn the badge in his hand to the direction of the attack.

The line was not moving fast, but it penetrated the brass badge that released the chaotic time turbulence with great determination, and penetrated the rule protection that Fiona had urgently arranged. Finally, under the desperate gaze of the girl, it pierced the white rabbit that was desperately blocking her.

At this moment, the dagger in the hand of Marquis Winter suddenly exploded into pieces.

Like the little animals before, Avis fell to the ground powerlessly, and the badge in his hand was completely shattered into a group of broken rusty yellow light fragments due to the destruction of the structure.

In the somewhat surprised eyes of Marquis Winter, a translucent figure suddenly appeared on the fallen body of the white rabbit.

It was a young man with light golden hair and azure eyes, wearing a moon-white dress, and his handsome face had a strange temperament.

"Anvis Olivendi?"

Instantly finding the identity of the figure in his memory, Marquis Winter spoke in surprise.

"Brother...?"

At the same time, seeing the changes in the white rabbit, Fiona was stunned as if struck by lightning.

She could sense the warmth and familiarity from the figure in front of her, just like when she had snuggled up to that figure before.

"..."

Anvis did not respond to Marquis Winter. He just opened his mouth, then showed a somewhat sad smile and stretched out his hand in the direction of the girl. It seemed that after realizing that he could no longer speak, he wanted to touch her head for the last time.

But in the process, along with the body of the white rabbit on the ground, his figure gradually faded and turned into scattered light golden dots.

With the breeze, the last dot of light gently floated to the girl's cheek, as if saying goodbye.

There is still one chapter at 0 o'clock.