Kill me again, Miss Witch

At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind.

Go over there and have something to do with this woman.

The other party's smile was reflected in the pupils, the distance between Shaar and her was getting closer and closer, and the black mist wrapped around the body gradually became thicker.

But just as Shaar was about to walk up the marble stairs in front of the lawn, a soft reprimand suddenly came from behind him.

"Stop."

The voice is sweet and pleasant, but it reveals a coldness that rejects people thousands of miles away.

Xia Ya's body trembled slightly, and the originally dim pupils instantly regained their brilliance.

After escaping from the state of trance, the very uncomfortable feeling of coldness suddenly hit the whole body, Shaar looked down and found that his skin had become bloodless.

Is this the curse from the witch?

Pausing for a while, Shaar turned his head to look, and found another woman in a black dress holding a book in her arms, and she didn't know when she appeared behind him.

Still the same black dress and bare feet, still the same stunning beauty.

But the difference is that now she is obviously a little more cool and calm, with a calm expression.

Looking at the gentle woman under the tree not far away, and the cold woman behind her, Xiaya felt a little puzzled.

Apart from the difference in temperament, they look exactly the same.

what's the situation?

Xiaya was silent for a moment, then said to the woman in the black skirt behind her, "Excuse me, are you the legendary witch?"

"If you mean the sinner who was sealed by the gods, it's me."

The cold woman nodded slightly, her expression unchanged.

"Then this is..."

Xia looked at the gentle woman under the tree in the distance.

The woman in the black dress with a cool demeanor didn't answer directly, but waved her hand lightly.

The next moment, the sudden change!

The woman with a gentle temperament suddenly turned into a deep and evil black mist. This black mist seemed to be alive. It caught off guard and wrapped the bird that had not yet had time to escape, and then quickly surged and stirred, as if eating Devouring its vitality!

The little bird chirped and struggled, its feathers and body shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Until the end, it turned into withered dust and passed away with the wind.

But things didn't end here.

After the black mist devoured the little bird, it was still not satisfied. Instead, it quickly expanded its size, sweeping towards the big tree behind it and the endless green grass around it!

It's like a piece of ink has been splashed on a beautiful landscape painting, and the black part is quickly blurred, swallowing up those beautiful things.

In just a short moment, all the surrounding flowers, plants and trees withered instantly, and lost their fresh and tender colors, as if they had just experienced the devastation of a fire, and with just a light touch, they were shattered into ashes and scattered on the ground.

The cool-looking woman in black dress gently closed her eyes.

After a moment of silence, she waved again.

Under Shaar's surprised eyes, the surrounding scene receded quickly like a tide, and the original appearance of this place gradually appeared, revealing the ancient and solemn hall.

Taking a closer look, there is a life-sized stone statue in the center of the hall.

The main body of the statue is a woman in a shabby dress, sitting on the steps, her legs are folded and placed aside, the black shackles will clasp the wrists above the head together, and the iron chains extending into the depths of the void are hung high live.

Xia automatically made up the prayer in his brain.

The witch's cold voice sounded again from behind: "That's my sealed body. You heard her raving just now, and you were bewitched."

Ontology?

In other words, is this witch who can move freely in front of her an existence similar to a soul body and a mind body?

Some guesses arose in Xiaya's heart.

Sure enough, after saying these words, the witch walked straight towards the steps in front of Char with the book in her arms, passed by Char like an illusory projection, and came to the statue.

Although it was only a spiritual body, she still adjusted her dress symbolically, then sat quietly on the steps and opened the book in her hand.

"You are the first human to come here."

While looking down at the book, the witch said softly.

The tone was calm and indifferent, making it impossible to hear any thoughts.

"I am your believer."

Shaar looked down at his current attire and said.

He didn't explain much about how he got here, and he couldn't explain it clearly.

Just a little mention, let her do the rest freely.

"believer......"

The little hand of the witch who was flipping through the book paused, chewing the word lightly in her mouth.

She looked up at Xia Ya, but didn't speak.

After a while, the sound of flipping books sounded again in the hall.

The atmosphere fell into a brief silence.

From the current point of view, this Witch Her Majesty does not seem to be a bloodthirsty person, nor has she shown any clear hostility towards him.

That being the case, it is better to have more sets of words.

Xia looked at the witch who was reading quietly, thought for a while, and then asked, "Your Excellency, what would have happened if I hadn't been stopped by you just now?"

"Under her control, the seal will be released."

The witch said calmly.

"she?"

Char caught the incongruity of this sentence.

It's as if the main body and the spiritual body are two completely separate people.

"Those ramblings are the voices of the subconscious mind of the ontology."

With this explanation, Shaar understood.

The rationality and thinking ability are all in the body of the mind, but this does not mean that the body is a corpse. Driven by the subconscious, the sealed witch body still has the ability to affect reality.

But... Is the Witch Your Majesty in the subconscious actually such a gentle and pleasant character?

He looked at the witch sitting on the steps far away, with a strange expression on her face.

As if aware of Shaar's inner thoughts, the witch said without raising her head, "The image you see is constructed by ravings based on your deepest desire."

Uh.

Ok.

Xia Ya shook his head, and deleted all the strange thoughts about the witch in his mind.

But from another angle, that is to say, in the witch's subconscious mind, she really wanted to be freed from the seal.

nonsense.

Whoever it is, who has been sealed in the stone statue for an unknown number of years, will definitely want to be freed.

But the question is, why did the thought-body witch, who represented reason, stop him in the end?

Obviously she is the first human being she has ever seen, that is to say, it is very likely that she will never have such a chance to break the seal again in the future.

"Don't you want to be freed from the seal?"

After a moment of silence, Shaar asked.

"..."

The witch did not speak, but gently turned the book in her hand, and looked down at the book in her hand.

After a while, she said softly: "Do you want to free me from the seal?"

"In that case, what do I need to do?"

Xia didn't agree, but he didn't refuse either.

"Those who are passionate, sprinkle their own blood on the statue, and only those who are sealed can be released." The witch raised her head, her white face was extremely calm, "And this is just the basic seal that binds my body."

"This palace, this space is the ultimate seal set by the gods, and it cannot be broken by human power."

That is to say, even if Xiaya was bewitched by the witch's subconscious and untied the seal on the statue, it would only free her body.

There is no way for the other party to escape from this space.

If this is the case, the spiritual body can also walk freely in this palace, so there is no need to break the seal.

In his opinion, the seal on the body is more like some kind of test.

Xia continued to ask: "What is a person with enthusiasm?"

"Someone who really wants to free me from the seal...probably."

The witch replied without any special reaction.

Cannot be coerced.

Can't be fooled.

Can't be cheated.

The spilled blood must be effective if the unsealed person is willing to free her from the seal.

Shaar nodded thoughtfully.

Afterwards, he asked the question he was most concerned about: "After helping you lift the seal, what consequences will I face?"

The witch glanced at him, and said without any concealment: "Death under the curse."

In other words, in order to lift the so-called "basic" seal, one needs to find someone who is willing to release her from the seal without using any means, and help her free at the cost of her life.

This is already outrageous.

The most outrageous thing is that the witch said just now that she is the first human being to appear here in so many years.

This unblocking rule is more like some kind of deception from the gods, trying to give her a small hope in the endless loneliness, but it will never come true.

But Shaar's eyes lit up.

Is there such a good thing?

Wonderful!

After a long circle, he finally returned to his real purpose of coming here today: to be killed by the witch.

Although it seems that this cold-tempered lady witch does not seem to be a villain at all.

Xiaya stroked his chest and saluted, and said sincerely: "If it's just such a trivial price... I am willing to be the unblocker and release you from imprisonment."

Hearing this, the witch gently closed the book in her hand: "The moment the seal is lifted, the curse on the body will explode, and I cannot control it."

"In other words, you will die."

She thought Xiaya didn't hear clearly, so she repeated it again.

After all, the price is his life.

Although in the eyes of the witch, Shaar's soul is pale and insignificant, but to me, there is nothing more precious than life.

"I know." Shaar nodded, trying to change the subject, "But Your Excellency can be freed from the seal, can't you?"

This sentence was said so lightly, as if in his opinion, his own life was far less precious than the witch's freedom.

Hearing this, the witch's slender fingers holding the book trembled slightly.

She raised her head, and for the first time seriously looked at Shaar in front of her, as if she wanted to get to know the boy again.

After a long silence, the witch suddenly said, "Do I look good?"

Xia was taken aback for a moment, and then replied sincerely: "You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."