That crazy dream was gradually disintegrating. It was twisting, struggling, but weakly breaking and dissolving, and it finally collapsed to the ground.
The tuner Su Fang was hit by Albert's blow in the waist and was cut in half. The incisions on the metal body still had hot and shiny cuts, which were caused by extremely sharp blades. They were crisp and clean.
One knife and two sections.
Because Albert no longer had any hesitation in his heart, the hallucination could not affect him, he knew where he should slash.
When Su Fang fell, the illusion she released gradually dissipated, so there was this strange scene where the illusion was collapsing. It was not that Albert could cut off the illusion with a knife, but that the illusion was destroyed after he swung the knife.
It just breaks naturally.
"Tell me," the tiger man asked without emotion, "is the world you showed me really just an illusion, meow?"
"No. That is connected to another world, a parallel world." The tuner lying on the ground gave up struggling and replied feebly: "If you really want to stay there, your consciousness will eventually
Be left there.
Is there really such a strict distinction between what is a dream and what is reality? In the end, what you choose is reality, and people only believe what they want to believe.
Since you can create a clone from the other side of truth and project it into this [real world], why can't you also project the clone into another [real world]?"
"There must be another more suitable Albert in that world to accompany the two mother and son." The tiger-man young man stepped forward with a knife: "But I still only belong here. Because there are people here waiting for me to go back."
."
He raised the knife in his hand and slashed the ancient warrior's head with one blow.
This is his choice.
Ten minutes later, Albert rubbed his sore shoulders and slowly walked out of the Abyss Arena.
"Finally won." Mutt and Gusta were already waiting for him at the entrance of the arena. As soon as the cat boy came up, he said in a hoarse voice: "It's so embarrassing. It took me a day and a night to win, and I was almost defeated forever."
Trapped inside."
"It's so noisy, I need you to take care of it," the tiger man said harshly.
"Wow, you stink like hell." Mutt looked Albert up and down, then pinched his nose and said, "Go back, take a shower and change your clothes."
"This is force majeure." Albert replied with a red face. Then he suddenly felt a familiar feeling and asked uneasily: "Wait a minute. Are you the real thing? Is this another illusion?"
"You are an illusion, idiot." Mutt said dissatisfied. Then the boy involuntarily moved his eyes to Albert's lower body, and his face began to turn red.
Albert also quickly glanced at Mutt's lower body, immediately looked away, and hummed: "Okay. It's not an illusion."
If it were still an illusion created by Su Fang, the real and ugly details would definitely not be presented.
Albert was anxious to go back to take a bath and left quickly. Gusta also followed, and Mutt walked at the back.
"Does he already know?" Before leaving, the cat boy asked the black shadow representing the abyss: "When he wins all the games, the [price] he must pay..."
"Yes. He knows everything." Heiying replied without emotion: "Since he asked, of course I am obligated to answer."
"Knowing that the price of saving the world is sacrificing himself, do you still go down that road without hesitation...?" Mutt shook his head: "What an idiot."
He looked at Albert's retreating back.
"If the world being saved does not include yourself, what is the meaning of this kind of salvation?"
"Eh." Half an hour later, Albert lay comfortably in the hot water of the public bath.
"Can I come in?" Mutt said shyly.
"Of course." Albert pretended not to notice Mutt's embarrassed expression and moved his body.
The cat boy also jumped into the bathtub in a hurry, burying his lower body in the water.
"Has it come to the last duel?" he said to himself.
"Well, it's the last one." Albert echoed: "I didn't expect that my meow will fight to the last one soon. Those ancient people must be as anxious as ants on a hot pot now."
"Or maybe they haven't been in a hurry at all. Their most powerful [champion] hasn't appeared yet. The ancient people who fought you before were just entertaining you."
"Are they entertaining me with their lives?"
"If you have evidence to prove that they will definitely die if they are defeated by you?" Mutt smiled slightly sarcastically: "Maybe the same terms apply to them, and they won't really die even if they are defeated?"
Albert muttered a few words in a low voice: "I don't think that's the case. I can feel their anxiety before being defeated...their struggle before death, and their consciousness."
"Just say it." Mutla had a long face and soaked all the parts below his neck in the water, too lazy to argue with Albert.
"By the way, what happened to Mr. Gusta?" Albert asked again: "It seems that he used the war cry many times to wake me up. Is he okay?"
"I'm applying ice to my throat. The damage to my vocal cords seems to be quite serious." The cat boy replied, "If the condition doesn't improve after applying ice, let him use the medical cabin."
"Can the medical cabin even cure this kind of injury?"
"After all, it is the medical technology of ancient people." Mutt said disapprovingly.
"Okay. It's really hard on him this time." Albert shrugged.
What actually awakened him from the endless hallucinations was Gusta's war cry. That war cry was also one of the changes in [The Fourth Miracle - Kama (Destiny) Creation]. The war cry itself could attract the surrounding people.
People's attention caused everyone within the area of influence to look in the direction of Gusta.
The battle cry awakened Albert from his hallucination, and at the same time distracted the tuner Su Fang, so her hallucination must have been weakened by the battle cry. It was this dual effect that finally made Albert
He broke the shackles of illusion and successfully woke up.
Of course, Albert also heard Mutt's voice in that dream. At that time, Mutt should have used the power of Gusta's battle cry to call together. If there were only Gusta's battle cry, Al
I'm afraid Bert will not wake up so easily. It was Mutt's voice that woke him up and reminded him of the meaning of his existence in this world.
I always feel like I owe Mutt a favor.
He couldn't help but reach out and touch Mutt's cat head.
"What are you doing?" the cat boy asked half-jokingly: "You have been touching my head lately. Are you planning to make me bald? Stop it, don't always treat me like a child."
"It's okay to touch it occasionally." Albert also said half-jokingly: "I gave up my wife and son in another world and chose you. You must be responsible for the sacrifices I made."
However, making this kind of joke made Mutt have other ideas. He blushed: "What a messy theory... and what happened to giving up his wife and son? Is it something you saw in your hallucination? That kind of thing can
really?"
"Well, God knows." the tiger man said ambiguously. However, he knew that part of the "hallucination" was indeed true. It was precisely because there was truth in the falsehood that he was so deeply involved in it.
"If -" Mutt asked in a low voice: "If that woman really wakes up in the future, will you marry her?"
"Probably." Albert continued to rub Mutt's kitten's head: "What are you going to do at that time?"
"I will bless you, and then leave quietly, never to appear in your sight again." When Mutt answered, there was great sadness in his eyes: "This is something that has been decided from the beginning, so
..."
"So don't be brave, just cry when you should cry." Albert interrupted the other party and rubbed Mutt's head harder.
Uncontrollably, the cat boy cried softly.
"Okay, okay~" Albert hugged Mutt.
"Don't you hate this..." Mutt said while crying.
"Only for this short period of time, okay." Albert replied.
So Mutt buried his head in Albert's chest and cried loudly.
The next morning.
Albert rubbed his sore shoulders, had breakfast, and was ready to set off.
He has to face the last opponent, who is also the "champion" touted by ancient people. He has already predicted that this duel cannot be easily won. However, he still has to face it.
"Are you really planning to win that [champion]?" Mutt asked worriedly: "You also know what the consequences will be if you win..."
"It depends on the situation." Albert put on his tactical belt and replied: "Even if you can't win, you can at least test the opponent's strength."
"You can't test it. If you lose and come out of the arena, you will forget all about the content of the duel." Mutt complained.
"Ah hahaha, it seems that's true." The tiger man said with a smile. He was careless and not serious at all.
Mutt shook his head angrily. But he knew that dissuasion was useless and could only watch Albert leave in the direction of the arena.
"This is the last battle." There, the dark shadow representing the abyss was already waiting for Albert.
"Yes, it's the last battle." The tiger man replied: "No matter what happens after this, everything will come to a conclusion."
"Or you will keep failing and linger in front of this arena again and again until the end of a month." The other party poured cold water on him.
"That's also a choice." Albert didn't care about the other party's ridicule and walked into the arena.
There, his opponent is already waiting for him. The "champion" of the ancient god-human race, touted as the strongest being among the creator races.
It wasn't until Albert came closer and saw the other person's face clearly that he let out a cry of surprise.
"...It's...you?!" Albert was stunned, furious, and frightened.
Because someone who shouldn't have appeared in front of him appeared in front of him without warning.
"How could it be...that it's you? No! You can't be here! Are you kidding me?!"
"Are you kidding? No. It's just that there is a cause and a result." The other party raised his head and sneered, saying his name at the same time.
"The Creator Race, the All-Seeing One Hercules.
The surrounding floodlight reflected on his metallic body. He was a ten-foot-tall, quite strong werewolf with silver metallic wolf fur all over his body.
Apart from the physical differences, he looked almost identical to Bedivere.