Chapter 243: Dead Tree (I) Why did it start?
"Isn't it nice here?"
"Don't you have power?"
Quarrel……
"Don't you already have more money than you can spend in several lifetimes?"
So noisy...
"Don't you already possess the glory that everyone looks up to?"
So noisy...
"Haven't you met someone you can trust with your back?"
So noisy...
"Don't you have friends?"
…
“It’s nice here.”
"Don't leave."
“It’s nice here.”
"Don't leave."
“It’s nice here.”
"Don't leave."
"here……"
"……good."
"don't want……"
"……leave."
A pair of eyes were half-open, the black pupils were full of emptiness, and the bright colors that could be seen were blurred and bizarre.
My mind went blank for a moment, and then all my memories slowly came back to me. My eyes gradually became clear and bright.
She opened her eyes, a red mist lingering around her. She saw a pair of pure white six wings and their owner. She spoke, her voice surprisingly hoarse: "[Eyes]."
She was stunned. This voice was different from the ones she often heard.
"Miss Vifia." Her eyes were still as steady as she remembered. "You're awake."
The red mist in front of her dissipated and returned to the bracelet. Vifiya propped herself up and swayed, her dark hair hanging down on the side of her face.
So that's how it is.
She stretched out her hands. Unlike the palms with some calluses in her memory, the hands in front of her were white and tender, except for a small bump on the middle finger of her right hand from holding a pen for a long time.
"Here..." Qingzhu's voice reappeared in my mind after a long absence, but it seemed to be interrupted by something, a crackling sound. "Be careful... something is wrong..."
Here? Vifiya looked up and looked around, including the ground.
The colorful colors did not leave much trace in the black pupils, and the heart in the chest did not beat faster because of the unfamiliar environment.
Be careful? Be careful about what? What's wrong?
Her doubts were not answered, and Qingzhu's voice was no longer heard.
Vifiya retracted her hand that was lying on the ground, and her fingertips felt hard.
[Eye] did not become invisible again. [Eye] retracted its six wings and quietly moved closer to her: "Miss Vifia."
Before she spoke, the Eye said, "Based on current analysis, this is an infinite space. The composition of the surface is unknown, the color composition is unknown, the color order is unknown, the patterns are unknown, and the meaning of the sky is unknown. Beneath the surface lies a visible sea of corpses, and they are trying to break through the surface and capture you."
Vifiya's eyes were calm. She lowered her head and glanced sideways. Under the colors, there were still colors. She looked at [Eyes]: "I didn't see the body you mentioned."
She stood up and took in the scene within her field of vision, thinking about how she got here. It didn't seem like a process at all. In Vifiya's impression, she just suddenly lost consciousness, and when she opened her eyes again it was now.
"Let's go ahead and see." She knew [the eyes] were waiting for her decision.
"Okay." [Eyes] responded.
Vifia took a tentative step forward, and the flat block of color caught her steadily.
[Eyes] froze for a moment upon seeing the body beneath the surface.
"You can actually recognize me." Vifiya lowered her eyes, thinking about which step to step on next.
[Eyes] quickly replied, "It's not difficult."
[The eyes] express how they perceive the world, and their colors, which are similar to the colors of this space.
"Aren't you surprised? The human you followed has changed his appearance." Vifiya's words were light and no meaning could be heard.
[Eyes] are as honest as ever: "It doesn't matter what life looks like. Life is life. There is no difference."
The [Eye] seemed to think of something and said, "Miss Vifiya is the same as other lives, but different from other lives. You are a special life."
[Eyes] A little confused.
According to the observation of the [Eyes], most humans like to be treated as special individuals. In their connection called emotion, special individuals represent the emphasis of weight and the tilt of the scale. Being treated as a special human being will satisfy this human being.
[Eyes] and Vifia have known each other for about six years. [Eyes] remembers the behavior of other humans and regards both parties as friends when they have known each other for the same number of years.
[Eyes] asked silently, what is the relationship between himself and Miss Vifiya?
[Eyes] knew that Vifiya did not completely trust him, but she would still think of him, be tolerant of him, answer his questions, and fulfill the agreement between them.
[Eyes] vaguely remembered that humans can get lonely, especially when they are alone in a strange place. [Eyes] did not think that he could provide company to Vifia. After all, [Eyes] considered himself a boring eye.
"I...I will treat you as a special human being." To [Eyes], the words were not insincere, but they were not completely correct either.
Vifiya stepped on a wave-like ridge and couldn't help laughing at what [Eyes] said. She stopped and said, "It sounds like you are trying to please me."
Of course she knew the meaning of those words that were considered corny to the eyes.
"[Eyes], you don't have to put me in a special position. Don't make it hard on yourself."
[Eyes] are honest. Even after observing humans for a long time, [Eyes] are still not good at lying.
[Eyes]'s voice appeared a moment later: "I understand, Miss Vifiya."
Vifiya nodded in response. She paid attention to the jewelry on her body. Currently, she only had her bracelets and necklace. She tried to see if she could use the necklace to reflect the map.
The necklace was quiet, not responding to its owner's needs for the first time.
A cold light flashed in Vifiya's eyes. Is this... isolating the power of those two people?
She touched her left ear, but the lobe was empty; the earring Isidore had given her was gone.
She stretched out her right hand again, and her wrist moved slightly, with golden runes looming. She immediately retracted it.
Vifiya had a preliminary judgment in her mind that the power of the two gods in her hometown was limited to a certain extent in the space where she was now. The worst result was that their power could no longer enter.
The hands hanging at his sides clenched and unclenched.
Although the face was not seen, the current body was obviously Jiang Suian's own.
She accidentally left Vifiya's body. Logically, she should be in a soul state now, but the touch between her hands just now was so real.
The last time I had my own body was when my name was Xiao Hui.
Valega's power follows her soul and can still be used, which means it is still within the rules.
The same color as her, a sea of corpses she couldn't see...
The dark eyes moved. The world they were in remained unchanged, and the strange space before them had at least divine power, or even... world rules, which could greatly restrict the two gods of their hometown, and at the same time acknowledging that the emergence of Valega's power was within the rules.
Furthermore, when she was pulled into the strange space, whose gaze did the statue cast at her? A god? Or the integration of the world's rules?
For the first time, Vifiya was undecided.
Then, there is one most important question.
rule……
With the experience from the previous few times, Vifiya's steps forward became more and more skillful. She did not let her guard down. Who knows what will happen if she steps on the unknown ground?
The problem also lies in the rules. Xiao Hui can have a body because of the materialization of soul projection, which is within the intolerance of the rules of this world. Qing Zhu took advantage of the loophole to erase it, so that the world rules did not discover Xiao Hui's difference at the first time.
Now, what's going on now?
She carefully stepped onto an area that looked like flowing water lines. Surprisingly, the sole of her feet no longer felt hard. With a click, it felt as if there was a thin layer of water underneath, but no ripples were caused by her movements.
Vifiya stood still for a moment, alert, and her [eyes] also noticed something unusual. She stared at the ground with one eye each, paying attention to possible changes.
"Oh God."
Vifiya heard a sigh, her ears twitched and she lowered her eyes.
A faint shadow knelt in front of her, eyes full of piety and sorrow. Unlike her elegant voice, her face was terrifying in human eyes, with a mouth full of fangs, strange-colored skin, and lush hair.
"God," she asked, looking directly into Vephia's eyes, "if life wasn't meant to exist, why did it come into being?"
Her eyes were filled with hope, longing for an answer...
Vifiya could not answer. She was not a god, and she was not the one she was seeking answers to. She did not know why the alien in front of her asked the question.
The shadow dissipated, as if it had never appeared.
"Is it an illusion?" asked the [Eye].
"I don't know." Vifia replied, and she took another tentative step forward.
The next piece was like bark scorched by the scorching sun, shining brightly, but Vifiya could inexplicably feel the dryness and roughness of the surface.
The footsteps were light, making a sound of bark being crushed. Vifiya lowered her head and found the ground was flat.
A man's vicissitudes and weak voice sounded: "Rebecca, do you have nightmares because of the lives that have died in your hands?"
"Will you change direction if your life begs for mercy under your sword?" A soft voice asked back, without any emotion.
The man grunted and chuckled softly, "If I begged for mercy, would your sword change direction?"
"I will let you die like a warrior."
Vifiya stood quietly aside. This time there was no picture, only sound.
She and [Eyes] heard the sounds of fighting coming from afar, followed by the clanging of swords and the sound of sharp weapons piercing bones.
The man's voice gradually weakened amidst his heavy and trembling breathing, with a faint smile: "Rebecca, Daddy is proud of you."
The space fell into silence. Vifiya was unable to make any judgment for a moment. She had some vague guesses in her heart, but she didn't say them out loud.
She took a step forward.
The ground beneath your feet is textured like cracked jade, yet it feels incredibly solid when you stand on it.
Vifiya saw a shadow with its back to them.
The clouds were dark, blood was dripping from the tip of the sword, and there were corpses under the feet.
"Why, sister? Why don't you do it now?" The girl slumped on the ground, holding her stomach, blood seeping through her fingers. She raised her blood-stained face.
"You killed my father and my brother. Why don't you do anything now?" she murmured.
The figure was silent.
Vifiya didn't know what expression the man had on his face. The girl's eyes were red and full of sorrow. "Aren't we all the same? We have human blood. Why do you stand on the side of the elves? Why, aren't we living a good life as a family? Didn't you say you would take me to the town market? Your brother bought you a scarf, and your father bought you books about magic. Why can you kill your father and brother without hesitation? Why? Why?"
After repeatedly asking why, the man finally spoke, his voice coming out of his throat dry and hoarse: "We both have elven blood."
The girl was stunned for a moment.
"I saw Dad kill Mom."
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