The endless wind and sand seemed to extend to the end of the horizon in front of him. The harsh whistling that shrouded his ears and the constant noise from the audience seemed to begin to become blurry. Xue Ling, who had been constantly focusing his attention, Huan Bing's fighting movements involuntarily began to slow down, and his hesitant gaze continued to look around at the mountain walls that became towering into the clouds - the rising sun and the earth under his feet gradually merged like an inverted hourglass. Together, the cliffs of the sacred mountain that were supposed to stand behind him now became as soft as sand towers in the dim light. They shrank and whirled amidst the tinnitus that gradually covered his hearing, and finally It turned into a spiraling whirlwind and pressed in front of Xue Ling Huan Bing.
Has the opponent upgraded the illusion magic? Or used some new large-scale earth attribute magic?
Feeling suffocating in his chest, Xue Ling Huan Bing, with wide eyes, subconsciously took a step back. However, the sand waterfalls and whirlwinds surrounding him rotated faster in the process. The entire world within Xue Ling Huan Bing's field of vision seemed to be spinning. Having to temporarily close her eyes to avoid the intrusion of the chaotic scenes in front of her, the white-haired swordswoman gritted her teeth and lowered her head. The damage caused by the disturbance of the wind and sand constantly reminded her of the fact that the enemy was still near her. The same The pain that was disturbing her spirit began to gradually become numb - amidst the strange and strange changes in the world, the woman standing there with her sword in a defensive posture was like a puppet fixed in place, almost motionless. The changing scene that was about to press in front of her was stirring everything around her like an overturned palette, instilling countless false signals into her five senses. The endurance reached its limit in this torture. Xue Ling Huan Bing, who wanted to shout out the suffocation in her heart, opened her mouth but no sound came out. The pain and torture that kept bothering her came out the next moment. It suddenly disappeared, leaving only the tingling pain that gradually gathered and still gripped her chest tightly.
What happened?
This is—well.
Wanting to speak but still unable to make a sound, Xue Ling Huan Bing, feeling the stinging pain in his chest, raised his head bitterly. The ever-changing colors that constantly invaded and surrounded him had completely disappeared at this time, leaving only The dividing line between light and darkness turned into the boundless starry sky and reflected in the starry sky, shining with illusory light in front of the white-haired woman. With only the remaining strength to support his body from falling, Xueling Huanbing, who was sweating profusely, could only watch the boundary between light and dark at the end of the stars, a dazzling light gradually rising towards his direction. The figure stretched out on the ground, and the silhouette outlined by the dotted line blocked her in front of her just before these lights were about to cover the Snow Spirit Fantasy Ice. The blurry body projection that was slowly approaching was also approaching in the same footsteps. It blocked Xue Ling Huan Bing's sight: "You, you are..."
"Emperor Frey?"
Similar virtual images have appeared many times in dreams in the past. Xue Ling Huanbing, who recognized the identity of this figure, subconsciously wanted to say the name. The figure with long crimson hair and a transcendent temperament all over his body. The silhouette gradually stepped out of the shadow range at this time, but the casual movement of pressing her shoulders did not have the high-status feeling that the great emperor from thousands of years ago should have. Just like the interplay of light and darkness that opened up the sky and the earth, the two figures standing at the dividing line between black and white looked at each other quietly, looking at the scarlet-haired woman, Xue Ling Huan Bing felt a tingling sensation in his heart. The feeling of suffocation began to become stronger again, as if there were countless emotions that wanted to be vented, wanting to rush out from the two peaks that kept rising and falling violently: "I, I——"
"——"
The feeling of grabbing a life-saving straw in a helpless situation was rewarded. Emperor Fleur in front of him opened his mouth, but Xueling Huanbing could only vaguely distinguish this thousand-year-old who had appeared countless times in his dreams. The empress was speaking to her, but she couldn't make out a single word of what she said: "You, what are you talking about?"
Can...can't...
The woman with long crimson hair continued to speak, and her speaking movements became slower and slower, so Xue Ling Huan Bing had to forcibly cheer up her exhausted spirit, which had been tortured, and tried hard to Identify the message the other party wants to convey from the mouth movements performed word by word: "Can...can't...hear?"
"Don't... stay in a daze, don't... don't be in a daze, hurry up... wake up... what do you mean? I know I'm dreaming now, what next?"
"Where... is there... well, what is there? What do you want me to do? There's nothing I can do now - huh?"
"What are you doing? You-!"
With his eyes suddenly widened, the crimson-haired figure in front of him suddenly stretched his hand into Xue Ling Huan Bing's chest. The boundary line between stars and day that had settled around Xue Ling Huan Bing suddenly shrank in the next moment. Disappeared, returning the countless players who were still cheering excitedly and the endless noise of the flowers above her back to her. The dullness and suffocation also disappeared together. The heaving chest of Xue Ling Huan Bing, who was soaked in sweat, made her shock look even more obvious at this time. She opened her eyes wide and kept recognizing that she was still standing. The figure in front of him finally opened his mouth when the other person was still smiling softly: "You, how did you -"
"Are you awake? Welcome back."
Ignoring the constant noise around him, Duan Qing, who was standing in front of the other party, gently shook his hand. A thin silver needle that was almost indistinguishable to the naked eye also shone brightly in the movement of his hand. ’s light, and then instantly disappeared in Xue Ling Huan Bing’s increasingly surprised expression: “Okay, the source of the problem has been found, and you should be out of danger.”
"I, you..."
Thousands of clues caused confusion in her thinking. The white-haired female swordsman was at a loss and wanted to move forward. However, the fatigue and powerlessness completely occupied her in the next moment, bringing the white-haired woman down. Duan Qing hurriedly leaned into each other's arms and said, "I, am I still competing? Now...what's going on?"
"Don't think about the game anymore." Duan Qing, who shook his head and tried to protect the opponent, whispered in the woman's ear: "How do you feel now?"
"I feel...much better than before, although...I don't know...what happened just now..."
"Does your chest still hurt?"
"...It doesn't hurt anymore."
When asked by the other party's next question, Xue Ling Huan Bing raised her head in Duan Qing's arms. The answer after hesitating for a moment also made the man in gray robe in front of him breathe a heavy sigh of relief, and then turned towards He shouted softly from behind: "Ning Lan, take her up."
"Don't think too much, just rest first."
After leaving these last words, Duan Qing whispered to the familiar face close at hand. The maid player who had been waiting behind him for a long time also took half of Xue Ling Huan Bing's shoulder and went down. In an instant, they disappeared from everyone's sight. The yellow sand that originally covered the transparent platform had long since disappeared. The sunset lone smoke that was originally hidden under the yellow sand also disappeared in front of everyone at some point. Duan stood up. Qing Shi calmly turned around and met Liangchen Meiyu, who was also standing there: "Okay, we have finished replacing people here."
"Should we start now, or rest for a while first?" He smiled at the handsome young man who was still standing motionless, and his ordinary face was full of expressions. A knowing smile: "I think it's better to rest for a while. You should also need to change your mood."
"...How did you lift it?" She stood there for a long time without moving. After a long time, Liangchen Meiyu finally spoke: "No, how did you find out before that?"
"It's not because my eyesight is very good, it's just because we have known for a long time what your goal is." Duan Qing did not care about explaining this matter in front of everyone, and continued to answer with a relaxed expression: "Regardless of the past grudges , I have to change my appearance and forcefully participate in this game, take advantage of the tricks, make full use of the temporary and changed rules, and then humbly advise the presidents, and reveal this kind of valuable information like a personality defect for free..."
"On the surface, it seems that the 'power' is created to defeat us, but in fact it is just a condition created for your own selfish desires." Duan Qing said this and pointed behind Liangchen Meiyu: " Including that you deliberately left this battle to Sunset Guyan, you probably thought that the other party would use sandstorm-like spells to create a blindfold, which would make it easier for you to act next."
"That's right, I really didn't think about going on stage to solve the problem, because you will definitely be on high alert for this kind of situation." Liangchen Meiyu nodded her head: "In fact, it seems that you have already made arrangements for replacement. Hands, isn’t it?”
"To each other, we didn't expect you to use such direct and brutal methods." Duan Qing's eyebrows gradually darkened: "Aren't you afraid of really destroying her as a person by using this method? Gaining a lost person What does the puppet of the soul mean to you?"
"Ha, I won't feel any psychological pressure." Liangchen Meiyu waved her hands nonchalantly: "Taking a step back, even if I really messed up in the end, I just killed a potentially powerful opponent. Like...how do you say that?"
"What I can't get, you certainly can't get."
Gritting his teeth, the face of the man standing in front of Duan Qing finally became distorted. Feeling the maliciousness, the gray-robed magician also showed a relieved smile, and then faced him with a smile. He made a letting go gesture: "I'm sorry to disappoint you, but we have done our best and left you a chance to vent your anger."
"It's just right. After I take care of you anyway, I can still slowly complete my plan." Pulling the collar of her green shirt, Liangchen Meiyu regained her gentlemanly smile: "But can you bear my anger? If I accidentally didn't hold back, I'm afraid you would have ended badly."
"It's been a long time since I've heard someone say such harsh words to me, especially now that my identity has been revealed." Duan Qing shook his head again and laughed: "Although things have changed, it still sounds very cruel. It’s touching.”
"Then come on." The gray-robed magician raised his staff and spread his arms in a fighting posture: "This is my first game since my official debut."
"Without such anger as fuel, I'm afraid you won't be willing to cooperate with my performance."
Without uttering any more words, Liangchen Meiyu, who had a sinking face, quietly pressed her hand on the hilt of the sword at her waist, and the colorful light gradually unsheathed the long sword hanging at her waist. The actions were revealed bit by bit in front of all the players and the audience who made noise again. The commentary voice from Blossoms gradually rose in everyone's ears as time went by, reheating the atmosphere of the stadium that was about to be played again to the highest point. However, the gray man who was the center of attention gathered... At this time, the robed magician did not have the slightest consciousness of being the final figure. Amidst the overwhelming cheers, he stretched out his fingers and pressed his ears: "——I heard it."
"Are you okay? The analysis is over. There was indeed an effect similar to plane breaking on your side just now. According to my understanding of the past magic history of this world, it should be similar to the 'Wedge of Reality' thing."
"The Wedge of the Realm? What is that?"
"There are rumors of very high-level space anchoring magic, but the recorded effects may be different from what you imagine."
The noise in his ears did not affect the transmission of Violet's voice into Duan Qing's ears. The content of the message also made the gray-robed magician frown more and more tightly: "Phase, shadow space, parallelism" The world, or independent plane - with this basic 'origin', it is possible for you to create a new world of your own. The universal robe given to you by Wiggins is similar to the one used. principle, but the scale is much smaller than the one just now."
"...Why is this kind of thing penetrated into the human body? What kind of effect will it have?"
"When such a rare thing is used on people, the desired effect... Well, there is only one possibility that I can think of."
The two players were slowly pacing on the transparent platform, like two bulls spinning and testing each other. But only Duan Qing knew what he was hearing: "Someone wants to play with you." "Building a world within a friend's body, including constructing or changing all the rules related to the world, the shaping of this effect will be reflected in all aspects of her, and the first one should be-cognition."
"Turning false illusions into flawless reality - this should be the theoretical end point that the Wedge of Reality can reach."
