Fighting through obstacles in the sealed castle, defeating the giant wolf symbolizing cowardice, the magician symbolizing pain, and the withered giant tree symbolizing loneliness, and passing the trial of the Martial God Emperor Karna, I thought there would be nothing left
It can make you feel surprised and afraid. However, in the end, the powerful and terrifying existence known as the "ruling monster" that stood in front of Princess Ovela of Baymang and her companions turned out to be... an elegant and elegant person.
Beautiful girl of dust!?
"What an old-fashioned setting." Alice couldn't help complaining: "The sun-eating monster Noctus should not be like this in my imagination. I can't just shout in the game just to satisfy the stinky nerds.
The wife’s desire is to forcibly transform the boss into a girl, right? At this time, you should put a dragon or simply go directly to the true god. Slaying dragons and gods is in line with the final boss battle... Although it is still the same cliche."<
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However, this is only her personal opinion and does not represent the opinions of other companions. At least Olvera breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the beautiful girl floating on the silver crescent moon.
Compared to the terrifying and ferocious beast-shaped boss in Alice's imagination, she still prefers the human-shaped boss in front of her. At least it won't have such a shocking sense of oppression, and she doesn't have to force herself to trim the opponent's nails to experience that.
A thrilling feeling of crumbling and hanging by a thread when facing a behemoth.
Moreover, this final boss... seems to be very weak?
"She only has a little health."
Olivia lowered her voice subconsciously, and at the same time silently switched the Holy Sword - Broken Steel in her hand to the Holy Code - Elemental Ruler, as if she wanted to pre-emptively perform a righteous backstab on the opponent: "If my magic hits, yes
Shouldn't we just eliminate her directly?"
"I think it's not that simple, Miss Olvera." Ringer was not optimistic about this.
But Olvera still wanted to give it a try, so after she visually checked that the distance was within the range of the magic, she started chanting the magic. Because she was afraid of being noticed by the other party, she deliberately lowered her voice so that only she could hear it.
The lips opened and closed silently, and the blazing fireball expanded and took shape, emitting a terrifying high temperature that was enough to melt the quiet darkness into ashes. Then, under the control of Olvera, it flew towards the crescent moon in the night sky, and the blazing flames drew a line.
The red bright track is like a calamity meteor, with a powerful sound.
Everyone, including Olvera, was staring closely at the trajectory of the meteor. Although they didn't have too many expectations, they still hoped that the attack would be effective. The red meteor was like a flaming arrow guiding everyone's gaze.
, rumbled across the night sky, and before the lonely figure on the crescent moon could react, it set off a roaring wave of fire and swallowed it up fiercely.
Then came explosions, burning and roaring.
"Success!?"
There was a look of surprise in Olvera's eyes. She didn't expect to defeat the final boss so easily. Could it be that the guardians of the previous four floors of corridors were defeated, weakening her strength and making her so vulnerable? Before she could figure it out, Saint Shalia's reminder came to her mind: "Watch what's behind you, Olvera."
The world that other companions can see is limited to Olvera's sight. Only the shepherd girl who weaves the web of destiny can catch the sound of a new thread trembling from behind.
That's right, it's a new line.
Behind you?
The princess of Beimang reacted quickly and turned around without hesitation. What she saw shocked her: in the quiet and deep night, on a floating crescent moon, there was a tall and elegant girl on her back.
Sitting in front of everyone, he raised his head slightly as if looking at the distant starry sky. The cold and bright moonlight was scattered all over the sky, highlighting his loneliness, coldness, and noble self-confidence.
Behind him, the violent and blazing sea of fire set off a tide, swallowing up the silent moon shadow, and it was still burning. Through the flickering and dancing flame snakes, it seemed that the girl could still be seen in the sea of fire, silently watching the tongue of fire licking the shadow of her hands and feet.
; However, in front of me, there is another crescent moon and a familiar back. The girl exists there alone, as if she has always existed for thousands of years.
Are there two bosses at the same time?
Alice's voice sounded in her mind: "Is it a clone?"
No one could give an accurate answer, so the surroundings became silent. Only the flames burned fiercely, and the crackling sounds caused by scorching the void kept coming. Faced with this strange situation, Olvera bit her lower lip lightly,
Deciding to try again, this time she changed her weapon and switched to the Holy Sword Broken Steel again. She rushed towards the floating crescent moon in the sky. After jumping up, she charged up in the air and threw out several streaks of blue from the sword's edge.
The colored light blade swept through the void like a sharp sickle, cutting through the thick night.
The light blade hit the crescent moon in the sky, causing ripples in circles as if it hit the water. Then it stagnated strangely, stuck in the cold light of the crescent moon and unable to move forward. The closest light blade seemed to
I have touched the back of the girl on the moon, cutting through the gorgeous silver glow covering her body, and want to lift this hazy veil and explore her true face.
However, time no longer flows, and everything becomes a solidified image, sealed in a silent frame. This slight gap cannot be bridged. At the same time, in another direction, another round of the same phenomenon appears.
The crescent moon, the same girl, and the same feeling of loneliness looking up at the stars.
Unwilling to admit defeat, the princess turned around and launched an attack on the newly-appeared Yueying. However, it was always like this. Her attacks could hit the opponent every time, but they failed to have any effect every time. They just froze there and turned into
A picture of silence. Whenever the old moon is attacked, a new moon will appear. On each moon, the girls looking up at the stars all have their backs turned, without even looking back, as if something is happening behind them.
Things like this are just gibberish from a distant land, unable to interfere with the movement of stars in the universe, and not even worth paying attention to.
A few minutes later, Oveira stopped her attack out of breath. When she raised her head, she saw countless floating quarter moons hanging densely in the night sky. Every girl sitting on the moon had the same lonely back.
And elegant. There are still traces of their last moments on their bodies. Some were burned by the sea of fire and stared silently in the fire; some were brushed by the light blade, and the blue brilliance was only a hair away from her;
Some face the roar of thunder, but the golden thunder solidifies into a sword, stagnating beyond the hair; some are surrounded by a storm, but the tangible wind blade surrounds her side and turns into a docile butterfly flying.
……
These scenes, like hanging portraits, tell stories that have happened in the past, but those stories are in the past and have nothing to do with her new life. Therefore, the girl can still float in the crescent moon,
Stepping on the colorful moonlight under my feet, I looked at the night sky with an indifferent attitude, and the countless shadows behind me seemed like nothing.
The enemies who rushed in here rashly and tried to eliminate her were nothing more than remnants of sand and debris. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't even touch the hem of her clothes.
Her clear eyes were like mirrors, reflecting the moonlight in the sky, showing the futile attack she had launched. Olvera opened her eyes wide, and the star clusters in her eyes surged like radiance, and fragments of confusion flowed out: "What... is going on?
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Is it a clone? Or a phantom? Or an illusion?
She couldn't figure it out, especially since the enemy never looked at her from the beginning to the end. This gave the princess a great sense of frustration, as if her efforts were in the wrong direction and were useless.
"It's distortion." Saint Xalia said: "The power of darkness twisted the thread of fate, reversing the order of cause and effect, causing every time she was attacked, a new thread would be created first, and then damage would be caused.
However, the damage caused is stagnant on the old line and cannot affect the new line. The scene you see is the frozen time, the destiny before it was distorted."
Launch an attack, cause damage, and then affect the opponent's fate, and a new line is born from it. This is how it should be. However, when the cause and result are reversed, the fixed sequence loses its meaning. Even the hero's weapon cannot be traced.
Time flies, racing against invisible cause and effect.
Olvera understood Saint Xalia's explanation, but the confusion in her eyes did not disappear. Instead, it turned into another kind of doubt: "But why does this happen? Could it be that this is her power?"
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"No."
The person who explained this time was not Saint Shalia, but Linge. He looked at the girl's back on the floating crescent moon through the princess's eyes, and had already figured out the key to the problem.
"This is indeed her power, but it is essentially about you."
Ringer said that, counting the previous "First Fantasy: Four Warriors" cartridges, he has experienced two different games and has somewhat figured out some underlying rules. In these special game worlds, everything will be expressed in words.
This interpretation seems to be based on a more unique perspective, so in the eyes of normal people, it is somewhat absurd.
But if you observe carefully, you will find that everything in the game world, including the plot, gameplay, characters, etc. mentioned by Alice, has a self-contained logic to support its operation, which is composed of text and data.
The essence of the existence of various game elements is reflected in the description: as far as the plot is concerned, it is not a record, but a narrative; as far as the gameplay is concerned, it is not violence, but stimulation; as far as the characters are concerned, it is not observation, but substitution. If the game world and the real world correspond to each other, then.
"For you, she is the incarnation of the curse and the culprit who has trapped you in a dark prison and cannot escape. Since a long time ago, you have had an instinctive fear of her." Linge said calmly: "And you are afraid of her.
The fear of this curse is rooted in my heart. I never thought that I could defeat it. Even though I have come here, I still have that mentality in my heart. I think maybe the other party magnified your emotions and distorted them.
It will hinder your offensive and prevent you from exerting your original strength."
If you don't even believe that you can defeat the enemy, an attack launched by your own hands will naturally have no effect.
"That is to say——"
As a talented player, Alice's mind turned quickly, and she quickly thought of the correct strategy based on Ringer's analysis: "Ovela must believe from the bottom of her heart that she can defeat the curse, and then her attack can be effective.