Chapter 269 I Know a Stillbirth
Breathing the hot air, blood flowed down the sword, creating small ripples on the ground.
Even though the touch of the hilt of the sword in her hand was unfamiliar, Vifiya still did not let go.
She stared at the headless man in front of her, and the woman in black dress whom she had seen when she first entered the white world.
Unlike the Corrupted Wanderers that appeared earlier and attacked directly, they still stood there quietly.
A voice came from under the black veil: "■■■."
The voice of the woman in the black dress was still unclear, but Vifiya did not let her guard down.
"please……"
Her eyes flashed, and the woman in the black dress uttered a clear word.
"look……"
"I……"
As soon as the words fell, before Vifiya could react, countless tentacles flew out from under the skirt of the woman in black dress, which was a pattern she had seen before.
She was about to move her feet, but she couldn't lift them up. She looked down anxiously and found that her feet had been stuck in the spider web without her knowing when.
Surprise flashed in his eyes. When? Why didn't she notice?
Tentacles were overwhelming and came over. Vifiya raised her sword, but before she could do anything, the tentacles fell weakly with a "bang bang bang" not far away. Fortunately, the blood on the ground was sticky and not much of it splashed on her.
The strange scene and the unintelligible whispers that suddenly rang in her ears made her stunned for a moment.
At that moment, she felt a sticky and pulling sensation on both her hands. She reacted quickly and her right hand, which was holding the sword, was suddenly pulled up. The sticky spider web wrapped around her hand tightly, but did not let her sword fall.
She looked in the direction of the spider web, and in the faint flickering light, she clearly saw that the end of the spider web was at the white boundary.
Vifiya struggled hard, but even though she had trained with Osa and Arnold in the past, her strength was inferior to theirs.
Because of her force, the spider web left tiny red marks on her wrists.
After finding no results, she looked at the woman in the black dress warily, and her peripheral vision kept an eye on the headless man who didn't move.
Normally, her instincts would be quicker than her brain to detect danger, so...
She didn't move for a moment, waiting quietly for the woman in the black dress to approach.
The woman in the black dress moved forward gracefully. It was not until she came closer that Vifia lowered her eyes and clearly saw the tattered spider webs wrapped around her folded hands and the snake-shaped rings on her fingers.
Compared to the spider web of the woman in the black dress, the one that imprisoned Vifia was obviously much brighter and whiter.
"please……"
"look……"
"I……"
The woman in the black dress had a voice like sand and friction. Seeing that Vifiya did not respond immediately, she spoke again: "Please... look... at me..."
Vifiya deliberately did not respond, but continued to silently watch the movements of the two Corrupted Spirit Wanderers.
"Please... look... at me..." the woman in the black dress said again.
The strange thing was that no matter how much Vifiya refused to do so, the woman in the black dress just kept repeating the same words: "Please... look... at me..."
She remained motionless, and the head of the woman in the black dress gradually approached her.
It was a dangerous act to follow the instructions of the woman in the black dress, and she considered the possible consequences of doing so.
She glanced at the White Realm from the corner of her eye. It was obvious that the God did not remove the special features of the White Realm when he left, otherwise Valega would not have been unaware of it.
Now the sword in her hand was firmly fixed in her hand by the spider web, and the feasibility of using the power of her wrist was reduced to a certain extent. She was also wearing a single earring, so even if it was dangerous at the moment, her life would not be in danger. After all, God was still waiting for her to play her final role.
Thinking of this, she felt a sense of sarcasm in her heart.
But... she won't do nothing.
The red pupils suddenly became stern, and the head slammed hard into the head of the woman in the black dress.
"Bang!"
The sudden movement caused the woman in the black dress to lean back uncontrollably and stagger a few steps. Although her hands were still firmly placed in front of her, she was unable to make any movement to steady her body, and she was still slowly standing up.
The black-dressed woman's head was so hard that Vifiya couldn't help but grit her teeth. Her forehead was in constant pain, and there were some dark shadows on her head due to dizziness.
Her wrist glowed with golden light, and suddenly a cold blue light flashed like lightning, rushing straight to the neck of the woman in the black dress. With just one strike, the woman's head fell to the ground and rolled several times, and her black veil brought up a smell of blood.
Vifiya stopped activating the power in her wrist, the golden light went out, and a familiar smell of blood hit her nose. The spider web dissipated as the head of the woman in the black dress fell. She staggered back a step, and a pair of warm hands wrapped around her waist.
She looked over and happened to see herself in those smiling blue eyes.
"Vifiya, long time no see."
Her brows softened: "Osha."
Osa let go of the hand that was holding Vifiya steady, and the two of them looked at the only headless man left in the white world in tacit understanding.
The woman in the black dress had long disappeared with the rules of Valega, as well as Osha's magic and the power of the elves.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
All the nerves in Osha's body were feeling the beating of her heart in her chest. She even seemed to be able to feel her blood flowing in her veins. Where Vifiya couldn't see, her hand gently stroked the hilt of the sword.
"Vifiya." She stared at the headless man with blood gushing from his neck and suddenly said, "Leave this thing to me."
Her tone was the same as before, but Vifia could still vaguely sense a slight difference. She turned her head and saw Osa looking at her with a smile: "You must be tired too, right?"
Without waiting for her response, he walked straight forward.
Her eyes, out of Vifiya's sight, became more and more dangerous, and finally tinged with impatience.
She raised her sword, this time with the power of elves. Even though the stagnation of magic power had been resolved, she was still accustomed to her long-standing way of fighting.
The voice in my head has become noisy since I came to the ruins of Simparai, especially now.
"Don't you hate it?"
"You're supposed to hate it?"
"How can you not hate?"
"How can you not hate?"
Osa stepped forward with her sword in hand. The red snow fell on the pale blue sword and dissipated in an instant. She spoke with a cold tone, "You're so noisy."
Her sword speed was even faster than before, like a flash of lightning in Vifiya's eyes.
The blood under the headless man's feet condensed into a blood sword and rushed towards her.
Osa threw the magic-covered dagger with her left hand, and used the long sword in her right hand to easily block the attack of the headless man's blood sword.
The headless man was dodging the dagger and was about to avoid the sword when she flexibly turned her wrist, changed direction, and hit the headless man's arm directly.
She had already seen that the key to the headless man's release of magic was in his hand.
Two sword lights flashed by, and the arm fell to the ground with a thud.
The blood arrows generated by the headless man were already attacking her. She took a step back nimbly and cut off the blood arrows. Blood dripped and spread out in circles of blood waves.
At this moment, a scarlet tongue stretched out from the headless man's throat.
It opened its mouth and forced a smile, its curved corners full of malice: "You really don't hate me?"
Osa added magic power to the sword at the same time.
Vifiya, who had been paying attention to her, had a flash of doubt in her eyes, and had a bad premonition for no reason. Hatred?
"Your life is meaningless."
She frowned.
"Your life only exists because of another person."
Vifia's eyelids twitched and she felt her heart tremble. She saw Osha stop.
The headless man gloated, "Don't you know? Don't you know? Why are you so weak? Why have you become a burden to your family? It's all because you should have been stillborn!"
"Dead fetus! Dead fetus! Dead fetus!" the headless man repeated excitedly.
"Do you know how many tears your mother shed for you? She cried so sadly and desperately in front of your little tombstone every time! Do you need me to imitate you? Do you need me to imitate you?"
"Shut up!" Vifiya took a step forward and couldn't help but speak out.
"Shut up?" the headless man spoke rapidly. "Why shut up? Are you panicking because you sense you're about to lose someone you can use? Why? Why? Why? Because you know who that person is. You know who it is!"
As if sensing Osa's hesitation, the headless man's smile became even more vicious. "For whom? For whom? For the person you're protecting behind your back! The person you consider a good friend! Because of her!"
"You can ask her! You can ask her! Your mother knows too! She knows too! They don't tell you! They hide it from you! Just to make you a qualified tool!"
The familiar words pierced Vifia's heart, and she retorted reflexively: "She is not a tool!"
She rarely lost her composure, and her panic was undeniable. Her wrist flashed with golden light, but it stopped when it touched Osa, and the golden light went out again.
Osha's hand on the sword was shaking.
She could only look at her back. She didn't know whether Osha had received the letter or how much she had received. She couldn't see her face and didn't know what Osha's expression was at the moment.
She knew that Osa had always been proud, and Mrs. Selula knew it too.
Osha never gave up. She was very strong-willed. Whatever she set her mind to, she would strive to do her best. For example, she earned the Outstanding Graduate in Ancient History from Alsain College, liberated Valega's heart, helped her kill the former Marquis of Kesley, became the heir to the Duke of Dordu, became the Grand Knight Commander, and even now, her name, the "Sword of Dawn," resounded throughout the entire Eastern Continent...
She has always worked hard and has always tried to live a good life.
So Vifia and Mrs. Selula made the same decision to keep the matter secret for the time being.
They know that they will confess things sooner or later, but regarding existence, who would know that they have no past and no future?
They did know about this matter, but probably because of time, Vifia sometimes forgot about it, forgot about what Mrs. Selula had once said.
This was an illusory thing, something without evidence. Vifiya could have denied it, but she couldn't say it because that person was Osa, the Osa who was so good to her.
If Osa were to take evidence from her about this matter, she couldn't lie to her.
Behind one lie, there are more lies to cover it up. When one of the lies is exposed, everything will be irreversible.
"Really?" She heard Osa's extremely cold voice.
A blue light flashed in the red eyes, and it pierced straight into the headless man's neck, poking its mouth apart.
Bright red blood sprayed half of her face, splattering in her sharp eyes. She didn't blink, but raised a different kind of sneer than usual, and a terrifying murderous intent erupted from her body: "Compared to the things you said, I want to kill you even more."
The magic power in the sword doubled, "Bang!"
The headless man was torn into pieces.
The noise finally disappeared.
Osa knew that Vifiya was looking at her. She slowly suppressed the murderous intent around her and turned around.
Seeing the nervousness and worry in the girl's eyes, she smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, Vifiya."
She didn't step forward, didn't wipe the blood off her face, and let it drip: "I know this, I have always known it."
In Vifiya's surprised eyes, she said: "I hated you."
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