Release that Witch

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

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

It is not the kingdom of the winter, and there is nothing but the cold wind, the frozen soil and the unfragrant winter flowers. In the backyard of the castle, the meat and the intestines to be dried are always hung, and the strong smell is lingering. It is not a clear water port here. There is no familiar salty and humid in the wind. I can't hear the sound of sea water rushing to the beach.

Here is the Grey Castle Palace, she thought.

But... it is a little different from what looks in memory.

Garcia sat down at the central flower pond, stroking the slightly rough stone bricks. Since I was a child, I played hide-and-seek and fell here. My forehead squatted on the edge of the flower pond. After the blood flowed, my father knocked out all the stone bricks. , replaced with smooth pebbles. In this way, although there will be no more injuries, there is no way to hide the figure as a covering.

At that time, she remembered that in addition to herself, there were also Goron and Tefko. When they saw their sister fall, they were scared one by one, in order to stop crying, even to imitate the appearance of their fall, and deliberately hit their heads. At the edge of the flower pool. Of course, afterwards, they did not despise their father’s embarrassment.

It was a passage that Garcia thought would never be recalled, like the secret buried under the tree, buried deeply. But when she returned to the old place, she found that the picture did not fade at all, and it was still vivid after being cut out from the soil.

Everything seems to have returned to childhood.

"It turns out that this is your world," a strange voice rang from behind. "It is a good choice as a place to sleep."

Jia Xia turned back and saw a white woman coming out from the flower pond. She had a pair of light red eyes and long white hair. The facial features were as refined as the finely carved ones. The sound was ethereal and sweet. Enter the mortal gods.

The face of the clear water queen is completely gloomy. "You are the witch of the church."

"My name is Jieluo. The word witch is not suitable for me." She chuckled. "I am called a pure person, and it is different from those already fallen."

"Pure? It's just a plaything for the church," Garcia said coldly. "What is this scene? Is your ability to create a fantasy?" She suddenly picked up a stone and squeezed it in her hand. It’s an illusion! It’s all lie to me!”

The Queen’s snoring was passed away, but the scene in front of him did not change, and the stone did not break. She was cut through the hard corners. Spreading his hand, there was a painful feeling in the worn wound, clear and true.

"It can be seen that you are not ignorant of the witch's ability. This is much easier to do." Jielu lifted the skirt and shook his body. "Welcome to the world of consciousness. I call it the soul battlefield." We will fight here, the winner will get everything, the loser will lose everything... just like the gods recorded in the holy book."

Soul... battlefield?

When Garcia groaned, she suddenly felt a painful heartache coming from her heart. Jielu did not know where to take a long gun and directly penetrated her chest. Breathing suddenly became difficult. She opened her mouth and wanted to yell, but she couldn’t make a little sound. The other side reversed the gun and slammed it back. The blood spurted out with the tip of the gun, and soon she splashed half of her. Body. Garcia fell to the ground, shaking and trying to cover the wound, and a lot of blood loss made her consciousness gradually blurred.

The next moment, she found herself still standing in the same place, and her body was intact. The shadow is also standing a few meters away from her, just as the other party has never left.

what happened? Garcia's mouthful of gasping, hallucinations? She grabbed the violent chest and the place where she was pierced was still aching. Bowing her head, there is a large pool of blood scattered at her feet.

"This is the basic rule. Consciousness is not indestructible," Jielu spread his hands. "The pain caused by every death is true to you. It will consume your spirit and strength, when this feeling is beyond When you can afford it, the real sleep will come."

"Every time you die, the body will return to its original state. The average person can withstand three or four times at most. Of course, I have seen a lot of determined people, who can go through seven or eight times, or even more." She is gentle Explain, "Although I am looking forward to your performance, if I give up resistance, I can understand that continuous death is also an unbearable torment for me. At this time, choosing to escape is not a weak act. Especially if the outcome is already doomed."

After she finished, she dropped the spear in her hand and pulled out a big sword from the back again. She jumped straight and went to Garcia.

The latter has widened his eyes, and the pure wearer wears a white robe. It is impossible to possess such a huge weapon. Those weapons are... made out of thin air? She suddenly flashed the other's words in her mind.

It turns out that this is your world...

I call it the soul battlefield.

Consciousness is not indestructible... it is true to you.

The big sword fell, not splitting the clear water queen into two, but hitting a large iron shield. The huge rebound force made Jielu unable to hold the hilt. The big sword swelled and the body followed. Garcia also fell to the ground because of this powerful situation.

"The ending is doomed?" She sneered with a sneer. "You said before, here is my world, right?" She spoke up and jumped up, and suddenly she had a hand in her hand and raised her hand to shoot at each other. At the same time, a cross was raised behind the cleansing, trapping her body.

Yanya instantly fell into the abdomen of the pure person. She suddenly showed a painful look. After breathing for two times, she slowly began to open her mouth. "Let, surprise me... cough, if it is ordinary people... just accept it. It’s hard, not to mention the mobilization consciousness to counterattack. It’s not the case... The Queen of Water, who has a headache for Ms. Mayn’s headache.”

"Thank you for complimenting," Garcia slammed back on the ground with a long gun. "If it weren't for you too much nonsense, I wouldn't have realized the wonders of the world of consciousness so quickly. Next, should I put a few holes in you?" ”

She smiled hard, "Let you do it."

......

When Garcia stabbed the tenth shot, the pure man finally died. She deliberately avoided the deadly position, and started from the limbs and abdomen. At first, the cleansing would also make a painful scream, and then the voice gradually lowered.

Next, should this guy be restored as it was? But here is the Grey Castle Palace, the home of its own home, since it is possible to change the environment and objects as desired, she will not lose.

Sure enough, the pure person flashed a white light, the wound disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the cleansing opened the light red eyes again.

When Garcia lifted her rifle and prepared to send her to death, she suddenly saw her hands tied by the cross and easily broke off the ropes. She kicked the gun and instantly approached her and raised her hand. When Garcia did not have time to respond, she lost her physical feelings.

The headless body crashed down, and the other hand was empty.

How can this be?

After the interest rate, the Queen of the Waters licked her neck and stepped back two steps in amazement... Just now, she cut her neck with her arm? Looking at the broken rope on the cross and the blood in her hand, obviously, the previous scene was not an illusion.

"If you can't comprehend the essence of consciousness, how can I usher in a real battle?" Jielu smiled. "In addition, you seem to be very confused. Why can I break free of the thick rope of my fingers? Actually, this is not difficult to understand. The winner gets everything, the loser loses everything... Among the people I engulf, there is a class of witches who are extremely powerful, they are infinitely powerful, they are agile, and they are not afraid of the influence of the stone of punishment. You may not know clearly, the church is right. They have a special name for the extraordinary."

She opened her hands. "It is impossible to beat me with conventional means. If you want to survive, you have to work harder... Now it's my turn." (To be continued. Your support is me.) The biggest motivation.)

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