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. The snow that had been gathering attention continued. Ling Huan Bing's fighting movements involuntarily began to slow down, and his hesitant gaze continued to look around at the mountain walls that had become towering into the clouds - the rising sun and the earth under his feet gradually stirred 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. In the end, it turned into a spiraling whirlwind that pressed in front of Xue Ling Huan Bing.
Has the opponent upgraded the illusion magic? Or used some new large-scale earth attribute magic?
With the feeling of suffocation coming from 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 whole world within the sight of Snow Spirit Huanbing seemed to be spinning. She had to temporarily close her eyes to avoid the invasion of the chaotic scenes in front of her. The white-haired swordswoman gritted her teeth and lowered her head. The disturbance of the wind and sand brought The incoming injuries constantly reminded her of the fact that the enemy was still near her, and the pain that was also disturbing her spirit began to gradually become numb - amidst the strange and strange changes in the world, she stood there with her sword raised in defense. The posture of the woman was as motionless as a puppet fixed in place, and the changing scene that was almost pressing in front of her was stirring everything around her like an overturned palette, causing countless wrong images to be produced continuously. The signal was instilled into her five senses. Her endurance reached its limit in this torture. Xueling Huanbing, who wanted to shout out the suffocation in her heart, opened her mouth but no sound came out. The pain and torture that bothered him suddenly disappeared in the next moment, and only the tingling pain that gradually gathered was still tight on his chest.
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 her body from falling, Snow Spirit Huanbing, who was sweating profusely, could only He watched helplessly as the dividing line between light and dark at the end of the star gradually rose. A dazzling light continued to extend in the direction of him. The figure outlined by the dotted line was at the next moment when these lights were about to cover the snow. Ling Huan Bing blocked her in front of her at the moment, and the shadow of Mo Hu's body that was approaching slowly also 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 exuded all over his body. The silhouette gradually stepped out of the shadows at this time, but the casual movement of pressing her shoulders did not have the feeling of high position that the great emperor should have had thousands of years ago. It was like standing in the interlaced light and darkness of the sky and the earth, separated by black and white. The two figures at the boundary looked at each other quietly, and the tingling and suffocating feeling in Xue Ling Huan Bing's heart that looked at the scarlet-haired woman began to become stronger again, as if there were countless desires. Cathartic emotions want to rush out from the twin peaks that are constantly rising and falling: "I, I——"
"——"
The emotion that was like grasping a life-saving straw in a helpless situation was rewarded. Emperor Frei opened his mouth in front of him, but Xueling Huanbing could only vaguely distinguish this thousand-year-old man who had appeared countless times in his dreams.
The empress was talking 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 tired and tortured spirit, and tried her best 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, and 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 shouting excitedly and the continuous noise of the flowers above to her. The dullness and suffocation also disappeared together, and the Snow Spirit Magic Ice, which was soaked in sweat, undulated.
Her chest also made her shock at this time more obvious. She opened her eyes wide and kept identifying the figure still standing in front of her, and finally opened her eyes when the other person still smiled softly at the corners of his mouth.
He opened his mouth: "You, how did you -"
"Are you awake? Welcome back."
Not paying attention to 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.
The light then disappeared instantly 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 feeling of exhaustion 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: "Ninglan, take her up."
"Don't think too much, just rest first."
Leaving these last words, Duan Qing whispered to the familiar face near Chi Chi. The maid player who had been waiting behind him for a long time also took half of Xue Ling Huan Bing's shoulder.
The next moment, they all disappeared from everyone's sight. The yellow sand that originally covered the transparent platform had long since disappeared, and the sunset lone smoke that was originally hidden under the yellow sand was unknown at this time.
Duan Qing suddenly disappeared in front of everyone. Duan Qing, who stood up, turned back to his body and met Liangchen Meiyu who was also standing there: "Okay, we have completed the substitution here.
.”
"Should we start now, or should we 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 in comparison.
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 force myself to 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 Luo Riguoyan, 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 highly prepared for this kind of situation." Liangchen Meiyu nodded her head: "In fact, it seems that you have already prepared the replacement.
Hands, isn’t it?”
"Both and 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 have any psychological pressure." Liangchen Meiyu waved her hands nonchalantly: "To put it bluntly, 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. The gray-robed magician, who felt the malice highlighted, then showed a relieved smile, and then faced the other person 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 blue 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 suffered a terrible end."
"It's been a long time since I 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, the sullen Liangchen Meiyu 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 movements were revealed bit by bit in front of all the players and the audience who were making noise again. The voice of commentary from Blossoms also gradually rose in everyone's ears as time went by, reinvigorating the atmosphere of the stadium that was about to start again.
The heat reached its highest point, but the gray-robed magician who was the center of attention did not have the slightest consciousness of being the final figure at this time. He stretched out his fingers to hold himself down amid the overwhelming cheers.
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."
"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, and 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 walked slowly on the transparent platform, like two bulls spinning and testing each other. But only Duan Qing knew what he was hearing: "Someone wants to be with you."
She builds a world within her friend, including building 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."
This chapter has been completed!