Chapter 313 (1/2)

Chapter 313 The Battle of the Soul

She hadn't felt such a war time

Garcia stood in the garden and took in a deep breath, inhaling the s the breeze

This was no longer the Kingdom of Eternal Winter; besides the forever frozen soil and the non-aromatic Winterflower, that country in the extre to offer Within that castle's backyard, lu out to dry in the open air, et rid of the awful smell This place was also not the Port of Clear Water, with its familiar taste of salt and its moist air, where if she closed her eyes, she could hear waves breaking over the beach

This is the palace of Graycastle, she thought

But… its appearance was somewhat different from what she remembered

Garcia sat down at the central flowered pond, gently caressing the slightly rough rocks - back in her childhood, while playing hide-and-seek, she had fallen to the ground and fiercely hit her head against the stones on the side of the flower pond Since then her father had ordered for all the stones to be broken into small peddles As a result, it was then i, but it had also become impossible to hide oneself behind them

At that time, she remembered, that besides herself, Gerald and Tier sister fall down both of theer sister fell down, they'd both beco, one by one they'd even imitated their owntheir head against the stones at the side of the pond Of course, afterward, they were ruthlessly beaten up by their father

It was a period in her life that Garcia thought she would never recall again It was like a secret hidden beneath a tree, deeply buried in the earth But now that she’s returned to this familiar place, she discovered that the scenery hasn't faded in the slightest After digging it out of the earth, it still appeared just as vivid and lifelike as in the past

It see has returned back to the time in her childhood

“As it turns out, this is your world,” an unknown voice sounded froood choice”

Garcia turned around, and sao froht red eyes and long, snohite hair, her facial features were so delicate that they seemed to have been carved, and her voice was ethereal and melodious, all in all she was like a God who had fallen into the mortal world

The face of the Queen of Clear Water completely darkened as she stated, “You are the Church’s witch”

“My nahed “I'm called a 'Purified' My blood, and that of those fallen, is entirely different”

“A Purified? That's just the term the Church's used to call the uses for the toys they've raised,” Garcia said coldly, “What kind of trick is this scenery? Does your ability allows you to create illusions?” She suddenly picked up a stone and squeezed it in her hand ”It's just an illusion! None of this will fool me!”

The Queen's cry traveled far, but the scenery remained entirely unaffected When she opened her hand, she saw that the stone in her hand also wasn't crushed, instead, her skin was beca from the wound seemed, clear and real

“It appears that you aren't cos ave a slight bow, “Welcome to the World of Consciousness, I call this place the Battlefield of Souls It is here where ill carry out our fight The winner gets everything, the loser loses all… Just as God proclaims in the Holy Book”

Souls… battlefield

Garcia stared blankly, trying to digest what she had just heard when she suddenly felt a sharp pain co She didn't know from where the pike had come, but somehow Zero had had directly thrust it into her chest Her breathing immediately turned heavy, when she tried to open her mouth and shout, not even the smallest of sounds came out Meanwhile, Zero turned the pike around and fiercely pulled it back, blood ca half of her body Garcia sank to her knees, tre as she tried to cover her wounds, but due to the enoran to blur

The nextat her for a few in with

What happened? Garcia opened herin a deep breath, an illusion? Her hands were still fiercely pressing against her chest, and she could still feel an aching pain at the place the wound fro pain Lowering her head, she saw a large spray of blood scattered around her feet

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“This is the basic rule One's consciousness isn't i out her hands, “The pain of every death will feel real to you It will slowly consuth, and when this sense exceeds your limits it will be time for your eternal rest sleep to come