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

This is not the Kingdom of Eternal Winter, and the Far North has nothing but cold winds, frozen soil, and unscented winter flowers. In the castle's backyard, there are always pieces of meat and fat sausages waiting to be dried, and the strong fishy smell lingers. It's not a clear water harbor either, there is no familiar saltiness and humidity in the wind, and you can't hear the sound of the sea rushing onto the beach when you close your eyes.

This is the Grey Keep Palace, she thought.

But...... It's a little different from what I remember.

Garcia sat down by the central flower pond and stroked the slightly rough stone bricks—since he fell down while playing hide and seek here as a child, his forehead was the edge of the flower pond, and his face was bleeding, and his father knocked out all the stone bricks and replaced them with smooth pebbles. In this way, although there will be no more stumbling and hurting people, there will be no way to hide the body as a cover.

At that time, she remembered that in addition to herself, there were also Goron and Tifeco, and when they saw their sister fall, they were so frightened that in order to coax themselves to stop crying, they even imitated the appearance of their own falls, and deliberately hit their heads on the edge of the flower pond. Of course, they were beaten by their father afterwards.

It was a past that Garcia thought she would never recall, like a secret buried under a tree, buried deep underneath. But when she returned to the old place, she found that the picture had not faded at all, and it was still vivid after being dug out of the soil.

It's like it's back to childhood.

"So this is your world," an unfamiliar voice sounded from behind him, "It's a good place to sleep." ”

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, her facial features were delicate as if they were finely carved, and her voice was ethereal and pleasant, like a divine envoy who had fallen into the mortal world.

Queen Bishui's face turned completely gloomy, "You are a witch of the church. ”

"My name is Jero, and the word witch doesn't suit me. She chuckled, "I'm called the Pure, not like the depraved bloodline. ”

"The Pure, 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 hard in her hand, "It's just an illusion!

The Queen's roar was heard far away, but the scene before her did not change, and the stone did not shatter in response, but her skin was cut by the hard edges. Spread out your hand, and there was a burst of pain from the worn wound, clear and real.

"I can see that you are not ignorant of witches' abilities, and this is much easier," Jieluo lifted the corner of her skirt and bowed slightly, "Welcome to the world of consciousness, which I call the Soul Battlefield." We will fight it here, and the winner will get everything and the loser will lose everything...... Just like the oracles written in the holy books. ”

Soul...... Battlefield?

Garcia was stunned, and suddenly felt a heart-rending pain coming from her heart, and out of nowhere, she pulled out a spear and stabbed it directly into her chest. Breathing suddenly became difficult, she opened her mouth to shout, but she couldn't make a sound, the other party twisted the barrel of the gun, and jerked back, blood spurted out with the tip of the gun, and soon splashed half of her body. Garcia fell to her knees, trembling and trying to cover her wounds, her consciousness blurred from the massive loss of blood.

The next moment, she found herself still standing in place, her body intact. And the shadow also stood a few meters away from her, as if the other party had never left there.

What's going on?, Garcia, gasping for air, hallucinating? She clutched her heaving chest, which still ached from the piercing place. Looking down, there was a large pool of blood scattered in the form of a spurt of blood beneath her feet.

"That's the basic rule. Consciousness is not immortal," said Jieluo, spreading her hands, "the pain of every death is real to you. It will drain your mental and physical strength, and when the feeling is beyond your reach, the true eternal sleep will come. ”

"Every time you die, the body returns to its original state, and the average person can withstand it three or four times at most, and of course, I have seen many strong-willed people who can survive seven or eight times, or even more. "As much as I look forward to your performance, I can understand if you give up your resistance, after all, continuous death is also an unbearable torment for me." Choosing to escape at such a time is not a cowardly act, especially when the end is already predestined. ”

With that, she dropped the spear in her hand, drew a large sword from her back again, jumped straight up, and slashed at Garcia.

The latter's eyes widened, the Pure One was dressed in a white robe, and it was impossible for him to hide such a huge weapon, which was ...... Out of thin air? The words of the other party suddenly flashed in her mind.

So this is your world......

I call it the Soul Battlefield.

Consciousness is not immortal...... It's real to you.

The big sword fell, not splitting the Queen of the Blue Water in two, but hitting a large iron shield, the huge rebound force made it impossible for Jie Luo to hold the hilt of the sword, the big sword flew up in response, and her body took a few steps back, and Garcia also fell to the ground on her back because of this powerful slash.

"The end is doomed?" she gritted her teeth and sneered, "You said before, this is my world, right?" As she spoke, she rolled over and got up, a crossbow suddenly appeared in her hand, and she raised her hand to shoot at the other party. At the same time, a cross rises from Jero's back, trapping her body.

The crossbow bolt instantly sank into the belly of the Pure One, and she suddenly showed a painful look, and gasped twice before she slowly spoke, "Ling, I am surprised...... Ahem, if it's an ordinary person...... It's hard to just accept all of this, let alone mobilize your consciousness to fight back. Worthy of ...... The Queen of the Blue Water, who is a headache for Lord Mayne. ”

"Thanks for the compliment," Garcia picked up the spear that had fallen to the ground, "If it weren't for your nonsense, I wouldn't have been able to comprehend the wonders of the conscious world so quickly." How many holes should I put in you?"

She smiled bitterly, "You can do whatever you want." ”

......

When Garcia stabbed the tenth shot, the Pure One finally died—she deliberately avoided the fatal position, striking at her limbs and abdomen, and at first she would let out a scream of pain and then her voice would gradually become low.

But this is the Greykeep Palace, her home turf, and since she can change the environment and objects at will, she can't afford to lose.

Sure enough, a white light flashed from the Purity's body, and the wound disappeared in the blink of an eye, and Jieluo opened her light red eyes again.

When Garcia raised her spear and was about to send her to death, a sudden change occurred - she saw that her crossed bound hands easily broke free from the ropes, kicked the barrel of the gun, and instantly approached her side, raising her hand diagonally. Before Garcia could react, she had lost her physical sensations.

The headless corpse fell with a bang, and the opponent's hands were empty.

How is this possible?

After a few breaths, the Queen of Blue Water covered her neck and took two steps back in disbelief...... Just now, she had cut off her neck with her arm, looking at the broken hemp rope on the cross and the blood on her hands, it was clear that the previous scene was not a hallucination.

"If you can't comprehend the nature of consciousness, how can I have a real battle?" said Jero, "and you seem to be wondering, why can I break free from the finger-thick rope......?" Among those whom I have devoured, there is a class of witches who are unusually powerful, powerful, agile, and unafraid of the effects of the Punishment Stone. You may not know that the Church has a special name for them—the Transcendent. ”

She spread her hands, "It's impossible to defeat me with conventional means, and you'll have to work extra hard to survive...... Now, it's my turn. (To be continued.) )