Second Breath (3)

Alex's movements were flawless, but Inger could clearly see that his jaw was tightened, and he dared not blink his eyes, with red bloodshot rising to the surface.

Under the pressure of the cold blade, Inger could clearly feel the beating of his own pulse, which hit his periosteum and could not be ignored.

This person was familiar with the human body's meridians, and he had no doubt that she knew where to make the cut that would kill him cleanly.

"teacher……"

Bixi whispered in his ear, as if greeting him normally: "Yes, I have a few words to say to you."

Alex moved slightly, and then he knelt heavily on the ground, and the marble bricks on the ground broke.

Alex struggled to use his sword to keep from falling to the ground.

Aura wasn't in much better shape, but at least she was still standing. This was the difference in strength between level seven and level six.

That is the gravity circle that Inger often uses.

It would be easy for two eighth-level wizards to kill them.

Inger struggled to pull out a thread from his tangled mind. He had to minimize the losses.

"…What do you want to say?"

Lucia picked up a book from the bedside. It was the same sample of the new spellbook that Inger had just held in his hand.

Bixi said: "Master also gave me a copy. She told me that this is the spell you got from the goddess. I don't believe it. You created it, right?"

Inger was silent.

Bixi continued to talk to herself: "You once asked me if humans can create spells. I asked the same question when I was a child, and my master told me that they can't. But I created one based on the original spell of the goddess, and so did you."

What she created should be the spell used for blood sacrifice.

"Do you know how happy I was when I saw those strange spells of yours?" Bixi's tone was filled with unprecedented excitement.

Inger now understood everything and asked with difficulty, "So are you waiting for the book to be finished?"

"Yes, you are really smart." Bi Xi was no longer stingy with her praise.

So, it has been delayed until now because of him.

"Then you didn't tell me on purpose that healing magic couldn't heal me?" Inger said word by word.

Bixi laughed, "That's not the case. How come you've tried it? I thought you were so smart that you would know this. It's only when there are extremely serious internal injuries or poisoning that you can't do it. You don't need to know at that time, you're going to die anyway."

Inger thought back to everything that had happened before.

The reason why they traveled peacefully was that he did not tell Bi Xi about the specific itinerary.

When he went to the Western Territory for actual combat training, the Queen and Bixi knew this.

The two people they met in Mondstadt, a knight and a wizard, were both level seven. They were most likely the Queen herself and the knight beside her. After that, the population trade was interrupted and the clues were lost.

But he had more questions. Why did Queen Lucia go crazy and why did she devote herself to persecuting the royal family of Cune?

When he first came here, it was Bi Xi who taught him magic. Although he had never demonstrated it in front of Bi Xi, she wanted to see it because there were too many opportunities.

In the comics, Bixi did not show any negative signs. All she did was to save people, save people, and then die to save people. She was a representative of the merciful goddess church.

Alex never doubted her.

Several possibilities flashed through his mind, such as Bi Xi and the Queen were sisters with the same parents, or they were revenge partners with a common goal, etc.

"What is the relationship between you and the Queen?" Inger asked involuntarily, without delaying any time.

Bixi answered patiently: "Remember the creation spell I mentioned earlier?"

Queen Lucia said, "I am her, and she is me. She is the product of my flesh and blood. She and I are not the same person. Our appearances, personalities, and upbringings are completely different, but we are spiritually connected..." As she spoke, she narrowed her eyes, "The spell... is really magical, isn't it?"

Inger felt as if he was struck by lightning. At that moment, he thought of the most likely possibility.

"You...you restored the other spells of the goddess based on the structure..."

Bixi snapped her fingers and said happily, "I knew you would understand."

Inger seemed to see a girl from a foreign land, full of hatred, the enthusiasm of a beginner in magic, and the stubbornness of a newborn bull, trying again and again.

If we use the example of his original world as an example, it is like the NPC in the game keeps trying, guessing the code for writing the game, setting himself as the administrator, and becoming a super virus that controls the game process.

However, the probability is too small!

God knows how many characters there are in the goddess's divine language system, and the divine language is ideographic. Alphabetic characters can at least be arranged and combined, but the structure of ideographic characters is a mess. She doesn't know what the radicals are and how they are composed. She just guessed and tried based on what she had, and she was able to come up with two usable spells. Even so, what about the pronunciation of the characters!

In fact, he had always believed that the blood sacrifice performed by the queen in the comics was a forbidden technique found in some ancient book.

[This is ridiculous? How is this possible? ]

"Are you wondering how that's possible?" Lucia was pleased with his expression and she laughed.

This was the first time in more than ten years that she laughed so rudely and recklessly.

"But I succeeded. When she was born, she was 16 years old, just like me. She was like a blank sheet of paper, without any memory. I threw her at the door of the Vatican."

"But she has a magical talent that is even greater than mine. She became a direct disciple of the Pope and became an archbishop. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

Lucia took out the sample new spell book and said, "Let's see what it means."

"tra...translate"

Inger felt his brain explode.

He thought that what he made could be a tool for humanity's struggle, but it turned out to be a weapon used by villains to harm people.

"This spell is called 'Incarnation'. Hahahahahaha, it's absolutely right, it is indeed an incarnation." Lucia laughed until tears came out.

[“For a long time, it could sense that the goddess was wandering around in the world, directly interfering with the changes in the world through different incarnations, but at that time it was only very small. Oh, by the way, until a period of time, some abnormal beings entered this world and greatly distorted time, space and the law of causality. From that time on, the goddess’s interference in the world as a whole became more frequent.”]

This is the information provided to Inger by Mrs. Danshu from the Wood of Life and Death.

[That is the incarnation of the goddess... the incarnation used to interfere with the world...]

Therefore, she has an independent personality and a real body, and will experience birth, aging, sickness and death.

She doesn't even need to rely on Lucia's magic to survive and grow.

The goddess will never die. When the incarnation is alive, it is connected to the goddess' spirit and is not affected by divine power. It can interfere with the world in a human body. The death of the incarnation will not affect the goddess herself.

But it is a human being who casts this spell, and humans will die.

Inger looked at Alex.

Alex once killed Lucia himself, but Bixi was not dead at that time.

This shows that the souls of these two people are also independent.

So it makes sense that the goddess doesn't cast all her spells on humans.

Inger felt his head was hot and his body was cold, as if he had a fever.

Having said that, it seems there is nothing more to say.

Alex looked at Lucia, his eyes were red as if they were bleeding, but his words sounded almost like a hopeless plea.

"How can you let him go?"

Lucia wiped the blood off her face with the back of her hand and smiled, "Dear Alex, you obviously know the answer."

Inger whispered to Bixi: "Teacher, you are not the same person as her. You have an independent personality."

He then said to Lucia: "I know she has been saving people. You don't want her to be stained with blood, right?"

In his opinion, Lucia had not interfered too much with Bixi, and she had not disguised herself too much during her growth, so no one would suspect her.

She is beautiful, dignified, compassionate, kind, and occasionally lively. She is loved and respected by everyone in the Vatican and stays away from fighting.

Her dancing was terrible, while Queen Lucia's dancing and social etiquette were almost perfect.

Bixi is the complete opposite of Lucia;

Lucia's smile deepened. "You have talent, the favor of the goddess, and you are very smart. Poor child, this is exactly why you can't live."

Although she didn't know why Rudolf failed to kill them, Inger was doomed to die today.

Bixi laughed: "How do you know I can't do it?"

There was something strange and perverse about her smile.

Alex tried his best to lift his body, but was crushed by the gravity twice as much. His bones made a sound of being unable to bear the weight, his muscles broke, and blood splashed. Tears flowed from his eyes.

Inger wanted to relieve him of the pressure, but he couldn't.

They all knew that the Queen would never let him live.

【I don’t want to die.】

Even though I've died once.

【I don’t want to die.】

Inger felt his body trembling and his blood boiling to the point of burning his blood vessels.

[…Can’t I just not die? ]

He wanted to cry but had no tears.

Who knows if he can be resurrected like last time? He can't even find a chance to recite the spell.

Oh, yes, it was this person who gave me this gift last time.

[How painful it would be to cut the throat...]

The most difficult time is the time before death.

At this time, the Pope came outside the door.

The moment Bixi raised her head, Lucia touched the ground with her wand.

The two of them instantly switched positions.

Inger looked at Alex, meeting his eyes.

All that just happened, all the words in my head were not uttered, but replaced by other words.

Inger closed his eyes gently.

Alex's eyes widened.

In an instant, the sword wrapped in golden light broke free from the constraints of gravity and the numerous magical barriers and pierced Lucia's chest.

The sword eater opened his mouth, and when it pulled out, there was a bloody, living heart on the blade.

Bixi caught Lucia's body and cast the same healing spell that Inger had cast on it.

His heart dropped to the ground, the sword shone, and one of Bixi's arms flew up.

Ignoring the blood gushing from her shoulder and arm, Bixi used her magic wand to make her severed arm fly back. She carried the seriously injured Lucia and bathed her in the light of the teleportation circle.

Before she disappeared, she saw a sword thrust at her and the ferocious face of a cornered beast.

The sword passed through the empty space and pierced into the ground.

The Pope happened to witness everything as he entered.

She saw her disciple putting a knife on her disciple's neck and saw her sad expression.

The queen was seen exchanging places with her and slitting the child's throat.

I saw the queen being stabbed, Bi Xi's arm being cut off, and then I saw them running away.

It all happened in just a few blinks of an eye.

She wanted to set up a magic circle to chase him, but then gave up because there was someone else she needed to save.

She ran towards Inger.

The long gash probably meant he stopped breathing after not struggling for too long, but his twisted and bulging facial features proved that he had gone through unimaginable pain before his death. The black clothes only became darker as they were stained with blood.

Alex hugged him gently, and his snow-white clothes turned red.

He just looked down at the corpse expressionlessly, blood and tears congealed on his face, as if taking away his emotions as well.

The Pope's throat seemed to be blocked by something. She found her eyes were dry and her chest was filled with unspeakable sorrow.