"Generally speaking, the best way to resolve disagreements is not to use force." Rebes stared at me, as if threatening, and seemed to have already determined her own thoughts, "But for me, this result is my There’s no way to accept it.”
"Life is so precious."
She sighed.
"Taking away something like this is inherently bad."
Rebeth raised her hand, and with her movement, the pressure suddenly dropped.
She looked at us expressionlessly, as if she had given up completely.
"I said that no matter what you do, as long as you are alive, you have hope of achieving it, so until I find a solution to all this, you just stay alive."
[No matter what posture or form you live in. 】
"Civilization will eventually be destroyed, so let's make living things eternal first. As long as you live, you will have unlimited time to solve the rest."
Kelras completely liberated her form, and the huge hellhound with its terrifying momentum forcefully pushed away all the pressure. She then roared: "Let's go first!"
I turned over and rode up without hesitation. Kyle's movements paused for a moment, and then the dark power completely exploded, tearing a white crack in the air.
There is a violent aura in the cracks, and in the cracks, in the vision with a white background, there seems to be a phantom flowing, with an extremely thin mist applied, hazy but unreal, making people doubt that this is Some kind of hallucination.
However, when Kellas was about to jump in, the crack suddenly disappeared. Kellas suddenly jumped into the air, and the dog's face that should have no expression was now full of surprise.
Although it is quite exciting, it is obvious that this situation basically means that our plan to escape from this place has failed.
"It's really dangerous - I almost ran away from you just now, but I have been developing in this place for so long, and it's not like I haven't done anything." Rebes's voice was slightly deeper, and her expression seemed to be... Somewhat tired.
She sighed and said, "Before you live forever, please be quiet for a while."
A huge magic circle spread out from the soles of our feet, and the fulcrum on which we stood became sticky in an instant, followed by a sudden feeling of weightlessness.
Footing - lost.
Kyle Rath screamed "Ouch", and then the scorching flames suddenly rose. The ground that had turned into muddy water became a solid ground again under the baking of high temperature. As Kel Rath's huge body stepped down, it rose up. Huge dust.
The deep black flames expanded and instantly swallowed up the surrounding structures. In the huge pit, Kellas's eyes were fixed on Rebeth.
I gently held the necklace around my neck, wondering if I should continue.
Time is not on my side right now, and I don't know if Overdrive Chanting will work as well as it should.
But time is not on our side.
Don't think too much, just do it.
"Let's deal with her together!"
When I shouted this sentence, it also meant that I gave up the possibility of escaping from here or talking to her.
Rather, I didn't have the idea of walking out of here normally in the first place, so I came to talk to her.
What's more - it was unexpected to have such a level of communication with her.
I can now confirm that Rebes probably carried the obsession from ancient times and came to the present. In order to "let everyone live" this simple obsession, she even spent countless time solving the problem of "living". The hidden dangers - let the undead not just be a stubborn stone blocking the progress of the wheel in history, but organize an utopia belonging to the undead and become the driver or witness of history.
It's a pity that so far, it has not been successful.
It would be better to say that mistakes have already been made from the very beginning.
Can such a society really be considered an utopia?
Set up a formation in space, and then activate the power of miracles.
Yet pressure is pervasive and everywhere.
It's like moving forward in the deep sea, trying every step to stir up the wind and rain.
Time is not on my side.
Time has slowed down.
Rather than slowing down, it's more that the things I can do at the same time have become less and less, until in the end even the simplest fireball technique cannot be avoided. In the intertwined magic, my body suddenly burst into a mess of RGB-like brilliance, and then the heavy pressure finally pressed down on me.
The drawing of the magic circle has stopped, and my output can no longer support the drawing of my next gesture.
After all, temporary spellcasting has appeared from the beginning to deal with this situation.
The shortcoming is of course also obvious, that is, lack of power.
The condensed bursting fireball is a huge killer in normal times, but at this time, it can't even touch the clothes of the legendary magician Rebes, let alone have any power.
If the most direct quick-charge magic doesn't work, I can only hastily activate all the magic circles I set up before.
【Unlimited chant——·····】
The magic array that was about to explode from multiple angles suddenly burst out randomly in a burst of unstable spiritual light. The magic without any tendency lost the power of directed destruction at the beginning of the outbreak, but these disordered magic was about to escape. When it dispersed, it was manipulated again, forming a torrent of magic power.
"Although legendary magicians cannot interrupt magic that does not understand its nature, it is a pity that I am not just a legendary magician. I also have a little bit of control over this world. This It contains magic."
The space that was distorted by the burst of magic returned to normal in an instant, any existence that affected the field of vision was cleared, and the transcendent chant ended before it even started.
When the destructive magic created by using the basic rules of magic is faced with the manipulator of magic, such magic will no longer work, not to mention that the power from the underworld has not intervened before, and it seems to be just a glimpse. Generally, once it flashes through my mind, it is hard to find any trace of it.
So, I chanted.
Instant death, begging to come to this place.
The gray aura infiltrated from the necklace with the call of death. The power of ruin broke the power from the controller of this world, and a trace of withered color was dyed on Rebeth's face.
Rebeth's power to control us weakened for a moment, but the next moment she imprisoned me again as if the fact didn't exist.
Kelras is still using the power from the underworld to resist the repulsive force of this world, but the look in her eyes as she looks at me at the moment seems to be clearly written with the word "stunned" written all over it.
efficient?
I don’t know whether the law of death really worked, but Rebes hesitated in her actions at this time.
"Who are you?" This hesitation even made her say this.
"This power is very similar to someone in my memory...could it be said that you are his inheritor? His inheritance has not been cut off until now?" She seemed to be asking me, but in fact I can't give her an answer, this can only be regarded as her questioning about the past.
She sighed and said: "That's okay. Judging from your appearance, you probably don't have any inheritance, right? But I still decided to let you go, at least... you don't need to be completely pressed under the ground, I You will be thrown into jail."
"Consider it a souvenir for me."
The ground beneath his feet collapsed completely this time, and the surrounding town split into several pieces. Scarlet light emerged from them, leaving traces of the magic circle in the sky.
I looked at the sky in shock, and then I realized that I had probably thought about something wrong from the beginning.
Why should the magic circle of this land be drawn on the ground?
Relying on the light reflected by the ground, the magic circle that builds the entire small world is projected on the virtual curtain in mid-air.
Those undead are indeed the battery pack of this magic array, but the magic array has never been placed underground.
The sky is the place that defines the final territory of this small world, where everything begins.
"So, goodbye."
Any resistance will have no effect.
So, is it over?
The whole body is suppressed by the repulsive force of the world and cannot move. The ground is cracking. Under the solid loess composed of centuries-old soil, a group of people exuding deep resentment seems to be spying on everything on the ground.
The surrounding magic attacks have completely stopped. The so-called undead that caused the unrest have finally realized the gap between legendary and ordinary magicians. The cracked ground is like the mouth of a giant beast, and all comers are welcome.
[The world has been reset. 】
Although all the undead have still not stopped moving, for the ruler of this world, this is a complete failure of the Box Garden. Although there are some interesting episodes, they only delay the arrival of destruction.
only······
What is different from complete destruction is that this small world has died countless times before, and the creatures in it have even formed resentments as they have never died.
Facing the darkness, while I have some enlightenment, I am also a little bit dumbfounded.
As long as you are alive, there is hope. Is this how it works?
As if echoing my thoughts, the resentment born of living creatures, under the guidance of a clear will, violently surged out from the dark underground and reached the dome.
The reverse push even made me feel a deep chill on my back. In this push, I broke away from the pressure from the world and soared high towards the sky.
The moment I reached the horizon, I turned my head and looked in the direction of Rebeth. That picture left a deep impression on my mind in an instant.
Below the world divided by lines is deep darkness, and above the horizon are ruins.
Above the ruins is the sky shrouded like a veil. No end in sight.
Among the mountains, even the early rising sun is only blocked by the mountains, let alone the rising sun.
Outlining the mountains like the sun, and in the gray shadows formed by them, beneath the sky, Rebeth stood at the dividing point of dusk.
Then, he was swallowed up by resentment.
Violent fluctuations exploded, and Rebes kept waving her hands, as if she was simply driving away mosquitoes, casually dispersing these annoying resentments.
Too weak.
Even if one has accumulated eternal resentment, it cannot compare to the power possessed by the ruler of a world.
But--
What if this power is not really heading towards her? Such power is too weak, but such power only needs to entangle her even for a moment. Make her lose her focus on something. An event that has never happened in a long time.
The earth that talks to the sky comes only for the sky.
The magic circle nested before the dome became disordered at a certain joint, and the entire tightly integrated system stagnated and jammed in an instant.
The oppressive power this world gave to everyone also disappeared at that moment.
Then, the earth trembled.
The magic power roared wildly, and the accumulated power of the buried undead poured out at this moment. After breaking away from the title of world master, he was only a legendary magician, and he could only be a legendary magician——
But she is the source of all the undead! !
She was cursed to be unable to die, and was originally and was the only immortal person in the world.
However, a hint of defeat suddenly appeared on Rebeth's face.
"Click."
The sounds coming from the world were clearly chaotic, but the sound of gears meshing like a clock was so obvious.
The necklace I was holding suddenly split apart at this moment.
[Overloaded Chant·Pre-initiation of Destruction Sequence Ⅵ'Death']
This - is not the power I possess.
After achieving a certain goal, the spell prepared in advance was activated.
A figure appeared in front of Rebes.
Rebeth's eyes widened.
"This is—your inheritance?"
The figure didn't reply, or perhaps it wasn't the kind of intelligent image that could answer questions.
This figure is just explaining.
"You know now, right?"
"Eternity is nothing but torture."
The short-term image has been distorted, and the voice of the portrait is as dry and unpleasant as the hoarse music.
It's like mocking, but also like sighing and mourning.
"Let me give you the death you deserve, poor little one."
The moment the figure touched Rebeth's forehead, she seemed to lose her color.
And my feelings for her were also strangely misplaced.
It was as if... her presence had disappeared.
When I looked at her, it was like seeing the picture on the TV, as if there was an invisible barrier, making me clearly realize that she did not exist in this world.
The moment she realized this, Rebes's shadow shattered like glass.
The figure still held that posture, but seemed to sigh for a long time before turning into sand and disappearing.
There was only a glowing prism left in place.
