Alice in the Land of Steam

Did Chapter 758 arrive in time?

Professor Heinrich's secret study was in a mess: the neatly arranged bookshelves and filing cabinets were tilted, paper materials and documents were scattered all over the floor, and frost like ice flowers spread on the floor and ceiling, but was cut off by an invisible force at a certain point, making it difficult to move forward. The light emitted by the huge gem could not penetrate the cover of chaos. In this area where the colors turned dim and the breath fell into silence, only two spheres, one black and one white, silently floated beside the girl, like stars guarding their owner.

Timis was still thinking about the intruder. Although the intruder came uninvited and obviously had bad intentions, it seemed that her crime was not punishable by death, so she felt a little sorry for her fate. Just as she was about to take back her power of the end, she suddenly seemed to notice something, and she let out a soft "eh" and looked at a shadow lurking in the corner not far away.

After a few seconds, the shadow moved strangely, and then surged upward like a rough block of ink, quickly outlining a vague human figure. The next moment, the silhouette raised its hand and snapped its fingers, and the black shadow instantly evaporated like mist. The figure of Countess Nevill appeared there intact, even her tuxedo was not damaged at all, but her face looked particularly pale, and if you looked carefully enough, you could see a drop of sweat slowly dripping from her brow, proving that her current state was not as relaxed as it seemed.

"It's a monster power."

Sweat dripped down the corners of her eyes, and the slightly stinging pain made the Countess frown, but she did not wipe it with her hands. She still stared at the girl with long hair and rainbow eyes that flowed like the aurora without blinking. Seeing her standing in the center of the shattered and collapsed space, the black hole that swallowed everything and the white hole that gave birth to everything were floating quietly beside her, as docile as a tamed beast, without any sign of danger. A hint of strong vigilance flashed in her eyes: "If I hadn't reacted in time and cut off the connection with that part of the magic power, it would probably no longer exist now, right?"

Even so, it was not much better, because the Countess could no longer sense the breath of her own magic power. Logically speaking, whether it was destroyed, absorbed or transformed, as the owner of the magic power, she should have noticed it. But in the Countess's perception, that part of the magic power seemed to have disappeared without a trace - if it were more accurate, it should be said that it was separated from the Countess' body.

From then on, the two sides no longer had any intersection, and the Countess lost this part of magic power forever. Perhaps she could make up for it in other ways later, but the magic power replenished at that time would have no connection with the magic power originally lost.

Theoretically, as long as the girl standing opposite her was willing, she could even devour the magic power of a Sequence 1 True God and reduce him to an ordinary mortal. Nevile had never encountered such a strange situation, so she described this power as a monster.

For some people, the awe from the enemy is the greatest compliment, but Times doesn't think so. On the contrary, she hates this statement, so she frowned deeply, with a subtle and complicated expression. She whispered, "I'm not a monster."

After that, without waiting for Nevile's answer, she gently raised her hand, and her five slender fingers looked a little pale due to the disappearance of color. Beside her, the void slowly twisted, and the deep black hole and the blazing white hole rotated clockwise and counterclockwise respectively, making a low and sour creaking sound like an old and sluggish millstone. The slowly tearing gravity made the edge of the mirror uneven and broken, and the cracks of space collapse spread like the stamens of ice crystal flowers, outlining a complex and gorgeous pattern in the silver eyes of the countess: "You are an intruder? I don't want to use violence, and I hope you don't make it difficult for me."

The power displayed by the other party was not any kind of magic known to Nevile, not to mention that when she summoned the black hole and the white hole, there was no fluctuation of magic. In Nevile's cognition, only the young queen could do something that went against common sense and even the laws of magic.

"That won't work."

Timis was not surprised by this result, but still felt disappointed, because as she herself said, the girl who wielded the power of the end did not want to use violence. It was precisely because she knew how lonely and painful nothingness was that she had hope for everything in the world and cherished it so much.

But because they are enemies, the Countess prefers to call them witches rather than girl royal powers.

Perhaps they themselves thought so too, so that in the Voidroot Swamp, the Chief Inquisitor Fei'er called herself the Witch of Fear instead of the Kingship of Fear - the difference in ideas and wishes made these once close sisters eventually go in opposite paths.

Nevile chuckled softly: "Although you are a legendary witch, unfortunately, I don't have the habit of bowing down and begging for mercy from my enemies."

"Is it."

But sometimes, things don't go as planned.

The girl sighed softly, "In that case, I'm sorry."

As she finished speaking, the entire space suddenly darkened, and the light from the huge gem inlaid on the ceiling seemed to be swallowed by an invisible beast, disappearing beyond sight and beyond reach. As a vampire, the master of the dark night, Neviel smelled an extremely uncomfortable breath from the darkness, which made her soul throb and her blood gradually freeze. She immediately realized that this was not a natural phenomenon caused by the change of color or the passage of light. On the contrary, it was an unknown phenomenon that appeared to destroy all existing natural phenomena. It was a singularity of entanglement between finite and nothingness, and a world where nothing existed before the birth of the original universe. Perhaps it could be reluctantly called: the virtual world. The world of nothingness becomes a cage, imprisoning all conceptual forms or substances within the space. Dust solidifies in the air, decomposes and dissipates like sand, as if the eternal time is repeated countless times within a limited scope, washing away their original appearance; the lime painted on the ceiling and floor falls off, and the pale pigment is neutralized by some magical chemical reaction, leaving only traces of scars and decay, which seem more like the original state; the gray pages wither and rot at a speed that cannot be captured by the naked eye. The words that scholars who study history have spent countless years to write only need one ten-thousandth of a breath to erase their existence...

In the virtual world, nothingness is the only end, and it is also the inevitable outcome since the birth of the universe.

Nevill gradually felt her body being assimilated, and was about to reach an unpredictable state. She wanted to escape, but she couldn't move. She raised her head with her last bit of strength, but the scene she saw made her almost suffocate: countless dark black holes and blazing white holes hung above the witch's head, slowly rotating along clockwise and counterclockwise trajectories, crushing the surrounding space, and the originally low sour sound turned into a harsh cry after countless overlapping echoes.

It was clearly a cosmic phenomenon that symbolized nothingness, but at this moment it seemed to have a concrete shape and weight, like a huge star, gradually breaking away from the witch's control, whistling towards the surrounding space, dragging a black and white tail flame. Each round of black holes was linked to the nearest white hole, pulled by an invisible chain, forming a strange binary star system. As their structure became stable, the already fragile space instantly showed a contradictory state of collapse and expansion, contraction and expansion, absorption and release, as if some energy that constituted the positive and negative poles of the universe was being captured and solidified in it.

"This is really... incredible."

The smile on the countess's face turned into a bitter smile. Although she had expected the witches' terrifying power, every time she faced them, whether it was the witch of fear Fei Er or the beautiful witch in front of her, she felt deep despair and powerlessness. Is this really an enemy that human power can fight? No matter how hard she tried to resist, in the end she could only become a handful of dust under its might, just like an ant challenging a mountain, but it was already the most decent ending.

"I really don't want to do this, but you still refuse to surrender?" Timis looked at the invader with expectation and even pleading eyes. Seeing that her gaze remained firm and she struggled to spread the pair of black bat wings behind her, as if she was determined to fight to the end, this expectation turned into disappointment. She knew that her persuasion would never succeed.

Everyone is like this. Once you know what you want, you won't give up easily.

So does myself.

The Witch of the End sighed silently and decided to end the battle as quickly as possible. Because the Star Knight was not around, the power of the king was unlimited. If the time was delayed too long, it might not just be a matter of destroying one enemy, but even the entire Xiaoliang Palace and even the entire Westminster District might be buried in the virtual world.

Although the other sisters would definitely try to stop them, Timis didn't want to cause them trouble.

and so.

"Feel sorry."

She apologized again, even though no one had asked her to do so and apologizing to an enemy was naive and an insult to a proud personality.

Therefore, even in such a dangerous situation, Nevill still shook her head with difficulty, as if to express that she did not need an apology from her enemy. Seeing this, Timis pursed her lips and said nothing more. Instead, she slowly closed her fingers, allowing the entangled black holes and white holes to gradually occupy the entire empty world...

However, at this moment, she heard an angry shout from behind her: "You bastard!"

"Don't bully my grandma!!!"

　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)