Release that Witch Chapter 626: Battle of Destiny (Part 1)

This is ... a dream?

Roland blinked and walked to the fence step by step, overlooking the school panorama under the sunset.

There is no one in the empty playground. The lone goal frame drags a long shadow in the orange afterglow. In the distance is the familiar library and dormitory building. Rows of transparent windows are sunk into the sky. The sunset was stained with gold edged.

He has studied and lived here for nearly seven years, and he is familiar with everything, and now he is no doubt the place where the rooftop on the top floor of the teaching building is his most frequented place.

Here, Roland has too many memories.

For example, the iron door that is not closed with the warm wind behind.

This iron gate is a unique scenery on the top of the teaching building. It looks as old as a relic excavated from the ground by archeologists. When he came to this school, the iron gate was already in a shabby condition. As soon as he pushed it, he would scream intermittently, as if out of breath, so the time after opening and closing the iron gate always seemed particularly silent. Roland always thought that it would soon fall completely, but until the day he graduated, the iron gate remained quietly on rooftop.

But if it ’s a dream, why do you still look like this?

He looked down at the slender both hands and touched the shoulder of the ash-grey hair. Obviously, his height and body shape did not match his own indulgence in studying.

Think about ... what happened before?

Roland frowned for a moment, then remembered that the last shot was Nightingale pushing him away, followed by a glimmer of light, then her panic and despair face.

"Who the **** are you?"

A euphemistic female voice suddenly sounded beside her.

Roland was startled, turned his head fiercely, and saw a woman with white hair fluttering out of the staircase. She had red gem-like eyes, and her red and white robes fell straight to the ground. The robe angle shows a delicate golden pattern, which obviously does not belong to this era, and the gold crown above her head has revealed her identity.

"Are you Church's ... Pure One?"

"It is also the fifteenth pope of Holy City of Hermes," she paused, "My name is Zero, and you are definitely not Roland Wimbledon."

Sure enough, Roland frowned, "So you created this place?"

Everything makes sense. Youguang should be the ability of this guy, so Nightingale will flee with you, and the scene in front of you should be an illusion or a virtual space. The moment he opened his eyes, he thought he had crossed back again.

Although it is known that the predecessor of Church's is probably Federation, I did not expect that the Pope is also Pure One and witch. These people turned their own kind into an inhuman monster, which is simply unreasonable.

"No, you created it." Zero came over step by step, full of interest, "It is the most influential place in your memory, most of the time it will appear in the place of daily life ... just I'm curious, where exactly is this? Greycastle's Fourth Prince Absolutely impossible lives in such a place. "

"Why should I tell you?" Roland moved cautiously to the side of the railing, keeping her distance from her.

What are you going to do now to get rid of the illusion? His thoughts turned sharply and he jumped from the top of the building? According to his experience of nightmares, he just woke up from a high point and immediately woke up from the dream.

"It doesn't matter if you don't tell me," she smiled, her voice was very pleasant, "As long as I spend a little time, I can figure out sooner or later, including who you are, where you come from, and why it became Greycastle's Fourth Prince . "

Sooner or later? "Are you reading my memory?" Roland sneered, "but don't let yourself die."

"Did you know?" Zero stopped suddenly, "Everyone affected by my ability, I will explain to them the role, rules and consequences of this ability, but you are an exception"

"What?"

As soon as Roland asked the exit, he found that the Pure One on the other side had leapt forward, and the sudden pain made him suddenly unable to hear any sound.

Lowering his head in trembling, I saw a long knife being inserted into his chest. Roland wanted to open his mouth and shout, but couldn't make a sound. The lungs have been completely destroyed, and the opening and closing of the chest cavity cannot press a little bit of air into the throat.

The severe pain runs through the body like a current. He would rather die immediately than bear another second.

"Because I don't like anything elusive."

The other end of the hilt is Zero's innocent face. The gushing blood has already wet her half body. Due to hypoxia and self-protective syncope in the brain, Roland's consciousness quickly blurred.

The next second, he was still standing by the fence, intact. And Pure One also stood a few meters away from him, as if she had never left there.

What happened? Roland big mouth panting, hallucinations? He covered his violently undulating chest, and the place where he was pierced was still painful. Looking down, there is a large pool of blood spraying under your feet.

Hell, what happened just now is true!

He stared at the long knife in Zero's hands, his heart was full of surprise, her empty hands came before him!

Out of thin air creation?

In this moment, Zero rushed over again, it was so fast that it was difficult to capture with the naked eye.

Roland turned around and fled, and felt a numbness in his abdomen as soon as he took a step.

Then he experienced death again. Zero chopped the long knife diagonally, chopping him in half. This time the pain was more lasting than last time. Roland fell into his blood and scattered internal organs. The continuous severe pain caused him to scream, and his voice was startled even by his sternness.

At the second resurrection, Roland had realized something.

This is by no means a nightmare that will end with a jump or pain, but like a gladiatorial arena in constant reincarnation.

Damn, what would be the conditions for separation? The initiator of the ability to defeat, that is, the white-haired witch?

Since she can make weapon out of thin air, what about me? Roland gritted his teeth and concentrated his heart. If there is a shield, he will not be unable to fight back!

A blue light flashed.

The Zero raid was stopped, a transparent explosion-proof shield appeared in his hand, a long knife left a deep gap on it, and Roland was also flung out by a huge impact bomb.

Yeah, that's exactly what happened!

He scolded a foul word in his heart. At the moment of rolling, he dropped the shield and replaced it with an automatic rifle.

Just as Roland raised his gun to fire, Zero had disappeared.

What situation?

"I'm here."

Sound came from my ear.

Then he felt only a flash of white light, and both hands fell to the ground with the sync gun. (To be continued., Your support is my greatest motivation.) 17-03-0711: 02: 22