winter era

Chapter 87
"Already figured it out?"

"……Um."

Hastings's face was covered with cold sweat, and he held his chest and gasped with difficulty, squeezing for oxygen.

Obviously no magic was applied to him, but the mental remnants brought about by the hundreds of time reversals still made his muscles twitch subconsciously, recalling the torture that was superimposed over the hundreds of times.

That is no longer a punishment that can be described as hell.Hastings believed that he did not have a mental breakdown and it was definitely the hand and foot of the black-robed wizard in front of him.He intentionally let his spirit fully feel the pain again and again, but perfectly divided the pain into every corner of the mind, and carried through the entire soul and brain.

Hastings has reason to believe that even if he is pricked with a needle again, it may lead to a total mental breakdown and become a disabled person.But the black-robed man in front of him seemed to grasp the bottom line of his spirit, re-manipulating time before he was on the verge of collapse, and restored his body to its original appearance.Facing this kind of punishment that began to unfold in time and spread without limit, Hastings had completely lost any reason and confidence in confrontation, and only asked him to give him a happy ending.

"Be elegant, be elegant, Hastings. Look at what you look like now." But facing Hastings' submission, the man in black seemed not satisfied.A frightening smile filled the frail and familiar face.

How much does he really know?Hastings' mind was in turmoil.The man in front of him can manipulate time as well as memory, he doesn't even know what he said in the past time, let alone what he did in those times.Perhaps he had already told all the secrets to the man in front of him, but he still felt dissatisfied.

So what else does he want?Hastings struggled through these thoughts with his already tense nerves, but his body collapsed on the ground like mud, and he couldn't even feel the cold touch of the stone slab.

That's a natural thing to do.Because almost all his nerves were howling their pain and madness, and when the remaining space-time memories were superimposed together, Hastings's brain almost didn't explode on the spot.Even the soul is about to explode, so the so-called sense of touch will naturally disappear.I can only feel the chaos in my body, there is no pain or begging, as if the hour is about to explode with a loud noise in the next second.

"Don't dream of committing suicide or lying to me. Hastings." Looking at the nobleman panting like a bug, the black-robed man drew a disdainful arc on his face.The great wizard named Kaos was like a child playing with bugs, tearing his spirit into countless pieces with absolute and pure malice.

"..." Faced with such doubts and ridicule, Hastings wisely lowered his head and gave up his dignity.

How on earth did I mess with him?This idea is not without turning in my mind.But Hastings soon realized that his thoughts were meaningless.Because his life and thoughts no longer belong to him, but to the man in black.

Kaos, the youngest great wizard in the history of the Imperial Mages.Now it is appearing in front of him in the form of a hostile mage.He used the hundreds of reincarnation tortures and completely ignorant dialogue and abuse to tell Hastings a clear message-I don't care about your thoughts at all, all I care about is my own thoughts.

"You are thinking about how to offend me, right? Then I can tell you mercifully now." Seemingly tired of playing, the great wizard in black robe stood up and no longer tortured with the magic of time, he was dying Hastings.

"In a certain timeline, you killed me directly with the Crosalmi sword in your sleeve."

But now it has been replaced by IQ slander.

"...Are you humiliating me?"

The blue eyes stared at the black-robed man in front of him without emotion, and there was a hint of sarcasm in the black pupils.

Even if Hastings is about to die, he still has to maintain the dignity that a great nobleman should have.He could only face it with a mocking look for such a thing that was completely illogical and not supported by data.Because that great wizard not only wanted to insult his elegance, but also wanted to completely bury his IQ.

Kill a great wizard?Just rely on him?Don't be kidding, those hundreds of reincarnation tortures are the best answer.As long as this great wizard thinks, he can easily destroy him hundreds of times without even using his fingers.

"So I'm really bored by your reaction."

The great wizard in black robe shrugged his shoulders with an undeniable expression on his face.He didn't seem to care what Hasjens was thinking at all.

"I told you every time, every time you are like this unbelievable look. Now your spirit has been oppressed to the limit, and I can't continue to play with you anymore. So I decided to run straight this time." On to the topic."

Has it really happened before?Hastings quickly caught some information contained in the great wizard's words.Maybe it was really during a certain period of time that he almost killed this invincible great wizard, otherwise, with the strength of a great wizard, it is impossible for him to be so angry that he doesn't even care about the rules and just open the chessboard to play of.

Mistakes have been made, then there is nothing left to say.Hastings is not the kind of so-called backbone person.It is impossible for anyone with backbone to live too long in the aristocratic circle.A brand-new cognitive system was quickly constructed in the mind of this great nobleman who was on the verge of being shattered.Very soberly, he bowed his head deeply to the black-robed wizard in front of him.Created a state of humility that was never seen even in the face of the emperor.

"... I am very sorry, Mr. Kaos, I will dedicate my eternal loyalty to you. Please tell me your doubts, and if I can answer them, I will solve your worries. I only hope that you can tell your own questions, Let your faithful servant answer for you."

His head hit the ground, and his eyelids were tightly closed, like a slave facing his master.As the leader of the Rost family, he naturally knew what a slave looked like, and he learned it well at the moment.But this humble attitude didn't bring him any good treatment. Instead, he was kicked to the ground by the black-robed wizard, completely trampling his allegiance.

"I don't bother with your loyalty that lasted for 10 minutes, Hastings." The master of time's absolute manipulation of the future allows him to see all of Hastings' plots and plans, even his next plan. The steps are very clear.

"In the next process, you will send me to a secret passage, and there are ten very strange monsters underneath. Use these monsters to form a teleportation circle leading to hell. You take advantage of my analysis of the magic circle Time will unleash the Crossalmi sword on me, and attack me, or both will act together, you did, just push me into the abyss."

Under Hastings' uneasy gaze, the wizard in black robe spoke calmly about his follow-up plan.The relaxed look is like a person telling others that he went to the next town to play for a day, as indifferent and careless.

Perhaps for those truly powerful mages, going to hell may be much simpler than going to the nearby town.

"You have to know, although dimension jumping is not a very simple matter for me, but thanks to you, I can easily jump back from that smelly place and readjust the time axis to When we first met." Kaos looked down at Heskins who was kneeling on the ground, his gray-black pupils were full of indifference.

"Now I'm too lazy to play games with you. I can't treat you with puppetry or soul searching, because that might make Nya feel a little sad. Although I don't know what conflicts you have, but I don't want the future There's going to be some bad blood between us. So, Hastings of Paradise. I don't want to know who added the jinx on your gloves, and I don't want to know who wrote the forbidden lore in your basement library, and I don't want Know who made those demonic creatures."

Kaos' voice became colder and deeper, like a raving from some kind of dark corner, trying to drag the spirit into the abyss of endless darkness.The cold and greasy feeling made Hastings subconsciously imagine a black snake spitting out its core in the ditch.That unfeeling gaze had been on Hastings' soul.

You can't lie, you will be killed if you lie.You can't hide it, and you will be killed if you hide it.It cannot be transferred in, and it will still be killed if it is transferred in.Feeling the cold and slippery feeling permeating from his soul, Hastings subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, trying to find a way to get out of this desperate situation.It doesn't matter if you give up your elegance and self-esteem.But the pain coming from the throat, which seemed to be cutting the bone marrow, made Hastings clearly aware of his situation.

If you don't tell the truth, you will die.The great wizard is tired of playing this game, and is ready to open the chessboard again.

"Next, Hastings, what will you choose? Do you bet that my feelings for Niya will keep you sane? Or bet that I am cruel and unkind and kill you? You will say it anyway. Let's see if your choice is right. better?"

The great wizard in black robe smiled sinisterly, and showed his gleaming teeth to Hesjens who was kneeling on the ground.It was like a monster about to devour the soul, waiting for Hesjens' skull.The cold gaze of the great wizard who has the ability to change the world in a small range has quickly covered the forehead of this great nobleman with a layer of frost of unnatural power.

"So, let's talk about your choice now, Hastings. Rost. Do you want to die standing up, or live kneeling?"

　Ah... No matter how I write, I can't write that feeling.I'm really sorry everyone.I'll try my best to see if I can make it up...By the way, I'm brazenly begging for votes and rewards again...

　　
　
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