Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 215: Kill instantly?

"terribly sorry."

After waiting in silence, the girl on the silver crescent moon slowly opened her eyes. A trace of confusion and sadness flashed across her empty eyes, as if stained by ink. She whispered, "She doesn't agree."

Avella finally got the answer, but it was not the one she wanted. She had hoped to solve the problem peacefully before, but now she was even more disappointed: "So, the person who created you rejected your request?"

"Yes, and—"

The ruler paused for a moment before continuing, "My creator asked me to stop you from escaping the curse at all costs. I am her creation, and I owe my existence to her. Therefore, I cannot go against this innate mission - creations are far less important than their creators. This is an unchangeable truth in the world."

"Now, please leave here and return to your original place. I don't want to fight with you. As long as we maintain the previous situation, we can still live in peace..."

"I won't go back!" Olvera interrupted her before she finished speaking, her eyes were stubborn, and her tone contained a resolute will, expressing her firm determination: "I have already said that I want to make more and more friends, go to farther and farther places, and experience more exciting adventures with everyone... and these things can't be done here."

"So, I'm leaving here!"

She raised the holy sword, and the blade was shining with holy silver light, just as clear and flawless as her eyes: "No matter what method, no matter who we have to fight!"

She spoke suddenly, her voice indifferent.

“The sum of life is endless choices, but all with meaningless results.”

She apologized again, but the meaning of her apology was different from the last time. Olvera heard the difference and replied, "There is nothing to apologize for. We all have our own missions to accomplish. This is why we fight. Although you once saved me, it is also you - the curse you represent that made me suffer so much. Therefore, I will not show mercy!"

The princess, who had already mastered the correct strategy, spoke with confidence when she said this. However, the ruler was not moved at all. She did not feel that Ovella's confidence violated her dignity, nor did she feel sad about such an inevitable battle. She just stared at the person on the ground silently. There was an indescribable emotion in her eyes. If she had to describe it with words, perhaps it was like looking at a flower that was about to decay, watching a piece of snow that was about to wither, or witnessing a drop of rain that was about to melt?
What kind of world does she see in those constantly surging emotional fragments and non-overlapping memory gaps?
"Pointless."

"Why fight?"

"Oh my god, so arrogant?" Alice had never been ridiculed like this before, and she blurted out, "Hit her!"

She stared at the ground with an indifferent gaze. Her messy black hair fluttered in the air, and the ends were stained with the cold moonlight. Even her sword-like eyebrows turned into a harsh and ruthless silver color. Her temperament was completely different. She seemed to have become another person, without the confusion and hesitation just now. "Premise, you can only leave here if you defeat me; Inference, the possibility of you defeating me is zero; Conclusion, the choice of fighting is meaningless; Judgment, giving up and leaving is more reasonable."

The ruler on the crescent moon was silent for a long time after hearing this. The tangible moonlight was like cold lake water, gradually spreading along her ankles, covering the night sky and the earth. Her long black hair fluttered in the wind, accompanied by a low murmur: "Really? Then... I'm sorry."

Although her words were somewhat impulsive, the Ruler in front of them, whose temperament had changed drastically, did not seem to be able to communicate, so her companions did not object. Olvera nodded vigorously, and the next moment her eyes suddenly became sharp. She switched her weapon to the Holy Scripture and was about to launch an attack, but the girl floating in the night sky moved faster than her.

A cold and distant voice spread: "Confidence brings disappointment."

“What?” Olvera didn’t understand what she meant, but she saw the figure of the ruler gradually floating up, along with the crescent moon under his feet, gradually rising, and finally rising to the distant night sky, as if overlooking the dust on the ground across the endless vastness, and the hollow voice echoing, hitting the barriers at the edge of the world, setting off circles of ripples: “Fighting is meaningless; resistance is worthless; rebellion is useless; strength is powerless; belief is meaningless; rationality is insensitive; emotion is illogical…”

She raised her hand gently, and her pale and slender fingertips condensed with silvery moonlight. It was clearly a small ball of light that was only slightly larger than the palm of her hand, but it suddenly burst out with a thick column of light, which instantly extended from the distant night sky to the heavy earth, and swept across as her fingers moved, plowing the darkness like a sword of light dropped from the sky, cutting off all inherent matter, and leaving a crack that could be called the abyss on its path, sweeping straight in the direction of Olvera. The speed seemed slow, but there was a power that transcended thinking, as if it was not moving in the spatial sense, but jumping between people's thoughts. The idea of ​​​​dodging came into being just one second ago, and it came to the front of the eyes the next second. The thick and terrifying moonlight was like a falling city wall, which made people's thoughts change accordingly: maybe, perhaps, they can't dodge.

The surging light column instantly submerged the princess' body, and her eyes suddenly became white and she could no longer see any other colors. All parts of her body that had not felt any pressure at first felt burning, freezing, and stinging from the invasion of moonlight. Her exposed skin was quickly torn apart, and her bright red flesh was evaporated by the cold moon, revealing her white bones.

When the beam of light swept past and Olvera's vision returned to normal, she was still in the same attacking posture, as if she had not realized that the enemy's attack had left countless scars on her body. The health bar above her head disappeared before it could fall: Olvera, HP 0/750. Killed in seconds! ?

Is this the true strength of the final BOSS?

All the companions in the consciousness space were shocked and absurd. The girl who could only passively take a beating before was completely different from the majestic and powerful ruler in front of them. More importantly, if Olvera's HP was reduced to zero here, then... was the game over?
Could it be that all efforts were in vain?
“No…” The deep voice was like a painful groan, almost squeezed out from between Ovilla’s teeth: “No, it won’t end like this…”

Suddenly, there was a cracking sound in her right hand, between her tightly clenched palms. Without opening her palms, the princess knew that the sword-shaped crystal, [Reverberation of Courage], had broken. Then came the pale blue light that overflowed from her fingers, enveloping Olvera's body and infusing her with the power of courage, so firm, so bright.

In the light, the health bar that had been emptied quickly rose and returned to the upper limit: Olvera, HP 750/750.

"Huh!" There was a sound of wind in her mind, probably because everyone was relieved. The princess shouldered their earnest expectations, and the corners of her mouth barely outlined a trace of a difficult smile: "It doesn't matter, I will win..."

The words suddenly froze, because the figure in the night sky suddenly disappeared, without any preparation or process, directly and abruptly disappeared. At the same time, a chill came from behind, as if the moonlight was caressing her. The princess switched the holy sword without thinking, turned around and slashed in the direction of the chill. The bladeless sword cut through the void, cutting through the whistling wind, but fell into the air, making her very uncomfortable.

"Why are you resisting?" The boss's voice came again, still from behind, as if she was always there where Avra ​​couldn't see, like a ghost that couldn't be driven away: "Stubbornness leads to confusion."

The scorching cold moonlight burst out from her fingertips, rubbing against the void and making crackling sounds, like an incandescent arc that suddenly came and pierced the princess' heart. The solidified moonlight was like a burning flame, with the ends branching out like branches, leaving traces of snowflakes on the fragile and tiny body, but it was just a hasty passing and soon dissipated.

My heart twitched suddenly at this moment. It was obvious that virtual games would not cause pain, but a breathtaking throbbing invaded my mind, gradually causing it to fall silent and slowly stop beating.

Olvera, HP 0/750.

Still an instant kill!

Facing the irresistible great power, the second crystal in her palm crackled, releasing a milky white halo from inside the pentagram-shaped crystal, creating a majestic sound that matched the rhythm of her breathing, replacing the heart that had stopped beating and supporting the remaining life of the princess: Olvera, HP 750/750.

The princess's health rose and fell like the minecart tracks in the underground garden. Its speed of disappearance and recovery was equally astonishing, which frightened her companions in her mind. The most timid ones, Metien and Shemi, could not bear to watch any further.

"It's not...over yet..."

"Why do you insist?" The girl floated up into the sky on the crescent moon, overlooking Olvera's figure along with the thousands of images left behind. Their voices seemed to overlap, and her past and present became one, speaking the same words, mighty and resonant like the tide: "Memory whitewashes reality."

As soon as he finished speaking, the silver moons under his feet began to swell, and all of them began to swell, quickly expanding into giant moons that were beyond the limit of the naked eye, densely occupying the entire night sky, so that when people looked up, no matter which direction they looked, they could only see the cold moonlight flickering in their eyes, and watch them fall to the ground, getting closer and closer, gradually filling up the pupils and whites of the eyes, no longer able to accommodate other scenes… The weapons in his hands lost their weight, and even if he wanted to swing them, they were as light as air. The tiny sword blade slashed at the thousands of falling giant moons, as ridiculous as a drop of water trying to overturn the vast ocean.

The moon was like a soft light, gently accommodating the princess' figure. The myriad moons submerged it at the same time. This was the wave of the sea, the agitation of the tide, and the source of water from ancient times, which was bringing the planet back to its original appearance. All living things were tiny things floating in the water, so small that it was unimaginable.

As the moonlight swept across her body, Olvera's HP dropped rapidly, and soon reached the bottom: 0/750.

At the same time, the last leaf-shaped crystal in the palm of her hand shattered, and a pale golden light swept straight across, difficultly opening up a path in the silver tide that engulfed the earth, allowing the princess to drag her tired and exhausted body, struggle out of the range covered by the moon shadow, and once again face the enemy's power with a stubborn attitude.

Olvera, HP 750/750.

　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)