Mysteries: Arcana Wars

Chapter 419 Slices of Life

The thin piece of metal accurately pierced the little girl's forehead.

The little girl who had been crying just now suddenly became quiet, her lifeless eyes staring blankly ahead, tears still on her face. She had completely lost her mind and became a walking corpse.

Sometimes, physical means are more effective than mysterious forces.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a cruel woman."

Nelson, who was in the cup, exclaimed in admiration, but his tone was more like sarcasm.

"How could someone be so determined to kill his past self?"

"First, she's not dead yet."

[Holy Axe] responded expressionlessly.

"Second, if it were you, you would definitely do the same."

"Oh, you're right. I admit it - it's true! Hahahahahahahahaha!"

Nelson laughed.

"Well, now there are two people who will do that!"

[Holy Axe] picked up the unconscious little girl and stuffed her into his small waist bag, then stayed in the storage space for extraordinary items with the noisy Nelson.

This little girl was none other than Holy Axe herself.

To be exact, including the younger girl moving around the casino, they were all the Holy Axe when they were little.

Under the protection of the God of Sky, she used the [Holy Sword] to cut herself, using past memories, emotions, personality and other materials as raw materials to make these small [slices].

The one that was shot to death by the nasty adventurer in the casino was the [Holy Axe] at the age of eight; the one that is now lying unconscious in his waist bag is the [Holy Axe] at the age of ten.

She cut off the part of herself before the age of eight to create the former, and cut off the two years before the age of ten to create the latter.

Making slices requires sufficient memory, and the older one is, the more life time is required as a price.

So, she cut off the cowardly, timid, fearful, incompetent and ignorant self in her childhood and used it as a tool to fight for interests and power.

Thinking of the crying girl just now, and how weak he used to be, [Holy Axe] even felt a little nauseous.

"…When I think about the time I made such a disgusting expression, kneeling in front of others and begging for mercy, using my own life to beg for others' mercy, I feel like vomiting."

If the Sliced ​​Girls died, then the [Holy Axe] would never have the chance to take back this life.

But [Holy Axe] doesn't care.

It is better not to have this so-called past and personality. If you keep it in your hands, it will only affect the efficiency of your actions.

"Oh, I didn't expect that a vicious woman like you could cry so cutely."

"If you don't shut up, I'll send you to see the God of Sky in advance."

"……cut."

Nelson stopped talking, and Holy Axe's ears suddenly quieted down. She continued to crush the rocks and explore deeper into the cave.

After moving forward for a while, [Holy Axe] finally found its final target, the body of Tianming Divine Envoy.

There was no one else in the cave at this time. Both the crazy Seven of Hearts and the annoying Hermann had left the island. Only the dried black red bloodstains and the twisted corpses with holes all around were left.

[Holy Axe] didn't know what had happened here, nor did she want to risk various contaminations to explore what had just happened. She was not a person who cared about these details. She just waited long enough on the hidden beach before starting her mission.

The corpse on the ground had been mutated beyond human form by the power of the foreign gods and could only be called a pool of dead meat. Coupled with the mad biting and hacking of the Seven of Hearts, it was completely impossible to tell that the Tianming Divine Envoy in front of them was once a young and beautiful girl.

[Holy Axe] wordlessly took out the prepared protective gear from his bag, folded the body of the messenger neatly, and stuffed it into his crowded waist bag, ignoring Nelson's dissatisfaction.

Then she took out a branch from her bag, stained it with dried blood, and used it to outline a filthy magic circle. Then she took out an axe engraved with blood-red patterns and prayed devoutly.

"…Praise you, great God of the Earth, you are the endless light above the heavens, the sharp edge of difference and unity, the banner of all things…

"...Your pious sharp axe, I pray to you here, I am of the same mind as my brothers and sisters..."

As soon as she finished speaking, the axe in the hand of [Holy Axe] emitted a faint red light, carrying her thoughts far away and coming to the side of another person.

It is like slapping two different doughs together with force. A small part of the junction sticks to each other and fuses with each other under the action of external force, so the information is transmitted quickly in this indistinguishable channel.

She successfully connected with the current leader of the Motian Cult, the High Priest [Holy Crown].

As the self-awareness of [Holy Axe] is gradually eroded by the Other, the vision on the other end becomes clearer.

She seemed to feel that she was wearing a twisted crown of white bones, with two different faces in front and back, one male and one female, and was standing in darkness.

This is the image of the High Priest [Holy Crown], in which a small part of personality is perfectly blended in the ritual and the blessing of God.

"Master High Priest, I have successfully recovered the body of the God's Messenger that was soaked in divine power, as well as the slice of my life, and removed the consciousness of the slice."

"You did well, my sister."

At this time, three mouths spoke at the same time, as if they were communicating with each other, or as if they were talking to themselves.

"There is one more thing that I am more concerned about."

"speak."

“German Sparrow, I’m a little concerned about this guy.

"In the remaining memories of the Holy Sword, there are fragments of the confrontation and battle with German. German also appeared in our operation on Kilia Island today.

“According to common sense, these two actions are completely unrelated, and the results of the actions are flawed.

"But why did Hermann appear in two consecutive imperfect operations?"

"..."

Both sides were silent for a while.

“I see. I have some guesses, but not enough evidence. You are very perceptive, and this clue is very important.

"Now that you've completed your mission, bring the stuff back."

"As ordered."

As the connection was severed, the High Priest [Holy Crown]'s mind became clear, eliminating the fusion from the [Holy Axe].

Turning around and walking into the depths of the darkness, at the end of the room was a transparent freezer covered with strange spells, and inside it was the head of Alan Freeman.

"...a half-finished divine soul, a half-finished divine body...

"Right now, the entire Backlund is looking forward to our Winter Festival performance."

“He” stroked the lines on the freezer, his two mouths opened and closed at the same time, muttering to himself.

"…German Sparrow…"