Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 1114: Is it impossible to win at all?

The power of the girl's royal power... is the power of idealism?

Carabosse's cold words were like a blow to Alice's head, hitting her hard, making her dare not believe her ears no matter what. If the power of the young girl's royal power comes from the belief, will and consciousness in her heart, then being suppressed by Carabosse at this moment, doesn't it mean... that her heart is not as firm as the witch's heart?
How could such a ridiculous thing happen! Alice, who had always believed that she was standing here for the purpose of fighting and winning, fell into confusion. She shook her head desperately, resisting the information pouring into her mind, just like a drowning person struggling desperately, trying to grab a life-saving straw so that she would not sink so quickly. In order to prove her point, she even sought approval from another person in this space: "It must be a lie! The villain likes to say some inexplicable words to interfere with the opponent's judgment, right, Themis of the Heaven? You have never heard of such a ridiculous thing, right?"

Themis of the Celestial Realm shouldn't have responded. Her reminder to Alice just now actually violated the principle of neutrality. If she still blatantly helped her, wouldn't it be equivalent to violating her own position and completely standing on Alice's side - and also standing on the opposite side of Tiantis? However, looking at the genius player's expression of bewilderment and expectation, she couldn't bear it no matter what, and took silence as her answer.

In the distant Holy Temple, the silver-haired girl pursed her lips subconsciously and said in a voice so soft that only she could hear it: "No... I don't know any information about this..."

Perhaps she thought that as long as her voice was quiet enough, Alice would not hear it. In this way, she would neither ignore her request nor stand completely against Tiantis. It should be a best of both worlds, right? She did not realize that she had been compromising, trying to find a fragile balance point on the scale so that she could be accepted and recognized by both parties at the same time, or even go further to mediate the contradiction between the two and perform her role as an observer. In this way, she would not disappoint the goddess's expectations, and could also let everyone return to the beautiful and happy time in the past. She used such a beautiful dream to deceive herself, letting the innocent and childish fantasy immerse in it, but she did not know that beautiful dreams are always particularly fragile. When it is broken, the reality that follows will be even more cruel.

Moreover, this place looks like the cockpit of the Armed Goddess, but it is actually the space of the mind. The communication here is undoubtedly the communication between hearts, and it has nothing to do with the volume of the sound. Alice heard her weak and mosquito-like answer and was immediately overjoyed: "I told you, you must be lying! The villain can also use the power of idealism? This is impossible!"

Love, justice and courage are the beliefs that only the protagonists can have. Villains like you are not worthy of them! When she thought of this, she seemed to have endless power in her body, and she slowly pressed the falling sickle blade back. The Armed Goddess also gradually straightened her back, and the interlaced blades splashed out a series of unyielding sparks, like a seedling sprouting in the cracks of the rock, stubbornly pushing away the stone above her head, and accumulating energy for a counterattack.

but--

Themis in the celestial world thought silently: Just because I don’t know this information doesn’t mean it is false.

Because Carabosse was a proud man.

Proud people disdain to lie.

"Of course she doesn't know." The Dark Witch smiled coldly: "Even the mother doesn't know, because He never thought that the young royal power that he regarded as his own child would face differences in ideas and struggles in positions after He left. He thought that they would always live in the paradise he left for his daughters until the eternal future. If there is no struggle, there is naturally no need to divide the power into strong and weak. But the distinction between strong and weak is an eternal rule in the universe. When one day, the young royal powers really come to the point of fighting each other, this rule will naturally take effect on them, and the strong and weak will be defined. For the young royal powers, the laws they master are of the same level, and the magic power they possess is also of the same magnitude. No matter how you measure it, there will not be a slight difference, right? Then, the rules can only take effect in other aspects-that is, the heart."

She held the sickle in one hand, firmly suppressing the resistance of the Armed Goddess, and gently touched her heart with the other hand, feeling the surging beating from it. In contrast to her tone and expression, it was a blazing hot heart, proving that the Dark Witch had a firm belief that was no less than anyone else: "The greatest are always strong, the smallest are always weak, and the strength and weakness depend on the heart. Through constant battles, we have realized this truth - please note that the 'we' here refers not only to the Chaos Kingship, but also to the former Order Kingship. However, the Goddess of Creation was eventually defeated by the Witch Society, and the Order Kingship, which controls destiny, victory and the power of creation, was eventually defeated by the Chaos Kingship. Why? Through my narration just now, I think you should understand this truth, Alice."

The Dark Witch increased her strength and pressed down the sickle blade, causing painful scars to spread across the armor of the Armed Goddess. Alice's accumulated counterattack seemed insignificant in front of this witch: "Because their hearts are not as firm as ours."

"Are you trying to say that my heart is not as strong as yours?!"

Alice roared, desperately bursting with strength, and brilliant star flames burned from the cracks in the armor. The Armed Goddess was like a goddess of vengeance reborn in the fire. Even the blades seemed to have been tempered in the fire, gradually coated with the color of glass. However, Carabosse just looked down at the scene with a cold and condescending look, and uttered two words from his mouth: "Yes."

She disappeared suddenly in a flash, and when she reappeared, she was already behind the Armed Goddess. With a swing of her sickle, she left a hideous crack on the silver-white armor. The Armed Goddess was repelled by an overwhelming force and flew forward in a panic. The Dark Witch raised her hand, pointed in her direction, and whispered, "Cationic Star Destroyer, fire again."

Just like before, amidst the roar of the Dyson Sphere that seemed to shake the entire universe, the huge probe emitted a shining red light, instantly engulfing the witch and the Armed Goddess. Space was annihilated, nebulae were shattered, and as the gushing energy columns gradually subsided, the red light beams also dissipated, and the Armed Goddess reappeared in everyone's sight, but the mighty and sacred mecha was covered with wounds, and was half-kneeling in the void, holding the huge gem on its chest. Although the mecha was a creation of steel and machinery, and could not convey emotions and intentions, looking at this miserable appearance, one can already imagine Alice's unwilling and stubborn appearance.

"It doesn't matter!"

She gritted her teeth and controlled the Armed Goddess, standing up little by little: "Super robots will never lose. No matter how many times they are knocked down, they can always stand up again--"

Following her declaration, the silver-white armor began to heal the wounds, the dull and broken sword blades were sharpened again, and the sharp blade feathers on the pair of steel sword wings also snapped out, tightly arranged on the wing bones, filling those terrible holes. In just a breath of time, the Armed Goddess returned to her birth appearance, as if she would always be so beautiful, always so sacred, and always so powerful.

Everything is just as Alice said. Super robots are idealistic forces. As long as they have a strong heart, no matter what kind of enemy they are, they cannot completely defeat them. They will only become stronger in their constant rebirth. This reminds people of Alexander, the steam god who controls time and space in the differential closed universe. The two have similar characteristics. However, the "heart" that Alexander the God of Steam relies on is the power of faith of countless fanatics on the earth who worship the power of steam, follow the God of Steam, and long for the Kingdom of Steam to come; while the "heart" that Alice can rely on is only her pride as a genius player.

Is this really a good thing?

No matter how many believers there are, if they are only regarded as gears, they will eventually be worn out, and the eternal mechanical kingdom will also collapse. Perhaps, it was because Alexander, the steam god, saw such a future that he recognized the performance of mankind in the steam holy war and chose to self-disintegrate and never return; and what did Alice see? Did she see that her pride would be wiped out one day?
The mind is by no means an endless source of energy. In essence, it is also a consumable.

Watching Alice gradually fall into a vicious circle of burning her soul in pursuit of power, Themis of the Heavenly Realm couldn't help but think, if Ling Ge, Saint Shallia, and Alice's companions were here, they would definitely be able to see that Alice's mentality was abnormal, and then comfort her, encourage her, and lead her out of such a predicament in time, right? But they were too far away, and the voices from the Cloud Whale Sky Island could not reach here. At this moment, Alice was alone, so what could she do?

Maybe nothing can be done.

"Alice," the girl said, her voice was so hoarse and dry that she even startled herself. In contrast, her words of persuasion seemed so weak and powerless: "You... calm down, don't be impulsive. Think carefully about the meaning of this battle. You shouldn't challenge an enemy that you can't win at all, but should..." You should find a way to cover your companions' retreat. As long as you withdraw from the battlefield smoothly, the Dyson Sphere will not be able to catch up with Yunjing Sky Island with its clumsy maneuverability. Without the Dyson Sphere to provide a platform for the Dark Witch to exert her power, she can catch up alone, and she can also repel it with the strength of her companions. Why bother to make some useless entanglements here?

She was going to say that, but Alice wouldn't listen to her.

Celestial Themis didn't realize that she had inadvertently provoked Alice's weakest spot. The words "you can't win at all" were undoubtedly naked irony to the genius player at the moment. Before stepping onto the battlefield, after the battle began, and even until the last moment, she always believed that she could win, and she had promised her companions so. Although she suffered a temporary blow, it was nothing more than some small setbacks on the road to victory. At this time, she hoped to get recognition from Celestial Themis, even if it was only a little bit.

Instead of a blow like “there’s no way you can win”.

"There's no way you can win?" Alice gritted her teeth in hatred and interrupted Themis' words so rudely for the first time: "I don't understand! How could a guy like that, a guy like that, possibly win against me who drives a super robot? Because——"

The steel wings behind the Armed Goddess opened, spurting out a huge jet of flames backwards. The silver-white body suddenly accelerated, flashed in front of the Dark Witch, and raised the sword in its hand high.

"like!"

The sword slashed down, but without any order. The witch dodged to the side, and the sword blade brushed against her flying hair and fell.

"With justice!"

Another sword thrust out, but it was too hasty. The witch raised her sickle to block it, and pulled the sickle blade back, causing the huge machine to lose its center of gravity in the void and stagger suddenly.

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"With courage!"

Even though she lost her balance, Alice still didn't care, and only thought about attacking. She pushed forward in an extremely embarrassed posture, raised her two swords and swung them tenaciously at the witch in front of her. The two crossed swords seemed to express her belief in victory: "I will never lose--"

The sound stopped suddenly.

The wind blew from somewhere, lifting Alice's bangs, revealing her ruby ​​eyes that were dazed and a little absent-minded.

A figure was reflected in his eyes, with black hair and a cold expression.

After a while, Alice finally realized that she was looking into the eyes of Carabosse, but they were within arm's reach.

The Dark Witch casually dodged the sword that she had placed her faith in, and in a flash, she appeared in front of the Armed Goddess's chest, staring silently at the genius player in the cockpit through the huge azure gem. Her eyes were deep and calm, and seemed to carry a hint of disappointment.

"The so-called faith is not just the love, justice and courage you mentioned." She said, and then gently stretched out a hand and pressed it on the slightly curved surface of the gem. The palm of her hand felt slightly cold, just like the mood of the genius player at the moment. She said word by word: "Cationic Star Destroyer."

"Shoot again."

Energy gushes out silently.

The red light submerged the figures of the two people, illuminating half of the universe, and plunging the other half into even deeper darkness.

In the distant Heavenly Cathedral, on the 100th floor of the glass tree, the silver-haired girl closed her eyes in pain, curled up into a ball, and leaned against the cold control tower, like a hedgehog that had encountered its natural enemy, trying to hide its belly and point its sharp thorns toward the outside world. She thought sadly, helplessly, and almost wanted to cry -

really.

I still can't do anything.

Give me some meow