Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 199 Do you look down on people?
"Olvera? Olvera!" Alice's voice woke the princess from her trance: "What's wrong with you? Why are you suddenly in a daze at this time?"

The princess shook her head gently: "Nothing, it's just... Martial God Emperor Karna, I must have heard this name somewhere before, but I can't remember it..."

"Oh, that's not important." Alice urged: "The important thing is that we have to defeat this guy before we can fight the final boss, so we have no choice but to accept his challenge."

"No." Ling Ge suddenly spoke up. His opinion was completely opposite to Alice's: "I think we should calm down here and go back to discuss countermeasures before challenging again."

"What?"

"Because he is very powerful."

This is a fact that can be seen with the naked eye. Whether it is the unique title and name, the majestic aura when he appeared, the strong self-confidence revealed in his words, or even the description in the Book of Truth, all indicate that the Martial God Emperor in front of them is not an enemy that the guardians of the previous levels can match. If you challenge him with an overconfident mentality, you may suffer a tragic defeat.

Saint Shallia also said: "His fate is deeply entangled. It is the power of countless memories gathered together and should not be underestimated."

"Bah!"

Although it was not stated explicitly, it was clear that he was on Ling's side.

"etc!?"

"You won't exist in my memory?"

It was clearly the team's voice chat, so how could it be eavesdropped by the enemy? In other words, the entire conversation they had just had while discussing strategy was overheard by the boss?

Olvera murmured, still with some doubts, because she clearly remembered that she had definitely heard this name somewhere before. The name "Karna" was so familiar, as if it was about to come out, but she couldn't remember it.

Metien has always supported all his brother's decisions (except closing the church), so of course he agreed with his suggestion without hesitation; the little elf Shemi has no opinion of her own, and she believes whatever her friend says. She supports Metien, which is equivalent to supporting Lingge.

Although it is a bit cliché, it is very scientific and reasonable for the protagonist to use flashbacks to turn the tables when he is forced into a desperate situation.

"Because I am not a phantom born from those flawed emotions. My existence has been complete from the beginning, and gradually became independent of Princess Berman's memory. I am unique and gathered; I am both desired and longed for. Therefore, Princess Berman, there will be no me in your memory."

What a domineering answer! I was speechless.

Time is running out... Alice's heart tightened. As a talented player, she was naturally aware of this. The maximum play time of "Dark Castle - Dawn Waltz" was five hours. If you cannot clear the dungeon within this period, the cartridge will automatically shut down. Olvera has spent more than three hours of game time to fight from the fifth floor to here. If she cannot clear the last two floors within the next hour, the situation will become very bad. This is also one of the reasons why she insisted on letting Olvera accept the trial.

Avella opened her mouth to refute, saying that her memories were not meant for such things, but when she thought of her experiences on the first three levels, she was speechless.

Alice said confidently, "According to the normal process, after you beat him into the plot animation, you can then have a flashback and give yourself a super powerful buff to surpass yourself, overcome pain, and melt loneliness... With this level of status blessing, are you still afraid of not being able to beat him?"

Alice suddenly realized something was wrong: "Can you hear our conversation?"

“I don’t think so.” Seeing that her friends disagreed with her, Alice snorted and said, “No matter how cool the appearance animation is or how impressive the lines are, it is still a BOSS. As long as the health bar is revealed, there is no reason why it cannot be defeated. Besides, don’t forget that Olvera has a secret weapon to turn defeat into victory!”

Emperor Martial God Karna looked at Olvera deeply, but that look was even more distant, as if he could see through her soul and see the outsiders living in it. They were unique beings, and clearly had nothing to do with the curse, but they had entered the princess's mind. So he replied in a deep voice: "The strongest can do anything."

At this time, the Martial God Emperor Karna, who was standing on the high platform, slowly shook his head. In the burning dark moon, his eyes were as calm as the deep lake water. "It's a pity that I want to draw strength from past memories. It may be effective against other guardians. It is a good trick. However, it has no effect on me."

Alice was silent.

"Not only do I know of your existence, I have seen your appearance, and heard your voice... but I also know that you don't have much time left." The heroic warrior on the high platform said indifferently: "Make a decision as soon as possible. Accept the trial, or leave? You must know that for a truly strong person, making decisions promptly is also a part of being strong."

"It brings back memories!"

After this was said, not to mention her friends, even Ovella herself was puzzled: "What secret weapon?"

The question is, why does this guy know the setting of the game duration? What on earth is he? He is not a phantom born from Olvera's memory, but from a special memory... How special can he be to see through the nature of the world and realize that he is in a game?
She said nothing, leaving the choice in Olvera's hands.

After all, this is her battle, and it is naturally hers to decide.

The friends also kept silent, waiting for the princess's answer together with the warriors on the platform. After standing in silence for a minute in the magnificent fire arena, the infinitely rising ring of flames burned fiercely, like a bright tunnel leading to the dome of the sky. Olvera stood at the starting point of the tunnel and whispered, "I am willing to accept your trial."

She didn't have much time to waste.

In order to leave this castle and pursue the light he longed for, he had to face the enemy head-on no matter how powerful it was. Moreover, as the other party said, he had the power of courage, longing and will, which were gifts from past memories and would help him defeat any enemy.

The princess raised her sword, and pointed the bladeless tip at the Martial God Emperor Karna on the high platform, showing her determination and attitude. Because this was her decision, even Lingge and Saint Shallia, who had originally opposed it, did not raise any objections at this time.

Metien and Shemi were still whispering encouragement to her, mixed in with the bleating of a lamb.

"That's right. To make a decision when necessary is to be a strong man."

The falling sword blade gently rubbed the ground, leaving traces of flames. The burly and huge God of War Emperor Karna took a step forward and landed on the next step. Suddenly, a thunderous sound was heard, causing the entire arena to tremble.

A deep voice then resounded in the circular hall, continuously echoing: "But, I am the owner of the Fire Arena, and you are a guest who has come from afar to challenge the trial. I already have the advantage of the terrain. If I don't give you some preferential treatment, I'm afraid it won't be a fair duel."

"In that case, while I am walking down the stairs, you can attack me. I will only defend myself and will never fight back. As for how much advantage you can gain in the end, it depends on whether you have the strength that matches your status, Princess of Beman."

As he spoke, he used his three hands to control the red-gold giant sword at the same time, protecting it on both sides and behind his body, with the blade facing downward, proving with practical actions that he would never launch any offensive. Such behavior made people feel a strong sense of self-confidence, even arrogance.

"Oh my god!" Alice blurted out, "So arrogant?"

Not to mention ordinary games, even in soul-based suffering games, no boss dares to say to the protagonist, "I will let you fight for three minutes without fighting back, right?" In fact, for experienced players, three minutes is a bit long. At most, thirty seconds can make your health bar completely evaporate.

Unfortunately, Olvera is in the first round, not the second round yet.

"Cut him!" Alice gritted her teeth fiercely, "Too arrogant! We must chop him up!"

"Um," Metien reminded in a low voice, "Sister Alice, he can hear what you say, right?"

"!"

Alice finally reacted and her tone suddenly froze.

However, the Martial God Emperor Karna paid no attention to her offensive words and stepped down another step. His pair of dark, crescent-like, scorching eyes stared at the princess on the ground, as if asking: Aren't you ready for a fight?
Now that you have decided to accept the trial, don't hesitate!

"..."

The distance was far and the holy sword was not very useful, so Ovira silently switched to the holy book and began to chant magic.

Since the enemy would not fight back, she would naturally give priority to chanting the most powerful magic, and combined with the instant effect of "continuous chanting", the elements of magic surged in an instant, and the visible magic tide spread out to all sides with the ground where the princess was standing as the center. The terrifyingly powerful magic took shape in an instant: [Heat Burst] of fire and water, [Frost Ice Crystals] of water and wind, [Thunder of Sanction] of thunder and water, and [Sky Divine Punishment] of wind and thunder... Wrapped in astonishing and majestic elemental energy, it attacked the Martial God Emperor who was walking slowly on the steps, raging and sweeping across his body, instantly causing the void to twist and roar, and the ring of flames hissed.

The boiling hot air turned into a giant dragon, biting the flesh covered by tattered armor and evaporating the residual heat flowing in the blood vessels; the fan-shaped frost breath was like large ice crystals, freezing and covering the enemy's hands and feet; with the power of flowing water and the power of the hurricane transmitting to each other, the golden divine thunder fell with a bang, detonating the solidified magic elements, and the rumbling and roaring sounds were endless, as if the entire sky and the earth were exploding, causing the surrounding arc arches and the stone steps under the feet to tremble.

However, even though he was in the midst of such a dense and terrifying elemental explosion, the steps of the Martial God Emperor Karna were still steady and firm. His proud body broke through the storm and ice, and he remained calm even when the roaring divine thunders fell on his body, as if those were not divine swords falling from the sky, but just insignificant breezes.

The erosion marks of the four attributes formed a brand at the same time, but compared to the awe-inspiring and majestic physique, they were too small to be worth mentioning. Seeing this, Ovira was not disappointed and chanted the essence of the element combination mechanism: [Heavenly Sacred].

Twelve brilliant light prisms formed a sacred golden moon ring. The blazing and dazzling light flashed in the sight, drew a gorgeous trajectory, and crashed into the enemy's body like a meteor. The moment of contact, it detonated the four corrosion marks branded on it.

The four elements of water, fire, wind and thunder exploded, setting off a terrifying tide of magic power that completely engulfed the figure of the Martial God Emperor Karna.

Olvera opened her eyes wide, hoping that the situation would change in her favor, but she was doomed to be disappointed. In the elemental storm that swept across the entire arena, shaking the arc arches, towering stone pillars and circular walls, the steps of the Martial God Emperor were still steady, without the slightest hesitation. He was like a giant who had come over mountains and rivers, turning the roaring waves into a creeping stream under his feet. The three red-gold giant swords with downward blades cut through the raging magic tide without any movement, opening up a path for their masters.

He walked down step by step without any damage, not even the health bar above his head decreased at all.

"Not bad." He said in a deep voice, accompanied by the sound of thunderous footsteps: "But it's not enough."

　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)