I'm really a serious wizard.

Chapter 98 Don’t fight anymore
Strong winds blew away the thick haze, and the capital, Glenhill, was caught in an unprecedented storm.

The night is dark and windy, and the final battle takes place on the summit of the royal capital.

The whistling sound swept past my ears, and my long black hair fluttered in the wind like a silky and smooth curtain.

Compared to the third-level investigator who had just been in the industry for less than a month, Olivia obviously considered more.

The moment she realized her cognition was blocked, she no longer trusted any memory in her mind.

Including the questions asked underground, as well as the key hints given by Ron.

Since the other party could make the modified memories become reality, Olivia did not bring any subordinates or any "cursed objects" with intelligence.

Faced with such a strange "forbidden truth", she couldn't help but think carefully.

Of course, this does not mean that we should not trust all the information in our brain.
I just have doubts and thoughts about all the causes, processes, and outcomes of the current events.

According to the summary of the Stardust Society over the generations, matters related to cognition and memory are often inseparable from these three major elements.

There must be falsehood in the cause and process, and the only thing that needs to be grasped is the ending that has not happened.

And in Olivia's mind, it becomes.
Where to go, who to fight, and how to fight.

Memories of the witch surfaced in his mind, and an uncontrollable rage erupted from the bottom of his heart.

Kill her! Kill her! Kill her!

That was the flame of hatred, the desire that Olivia had always dreamed of.

Each memory is like an image captured in a crystal, and the memories appear in my mind as if they happened just yesterday.

"You underestimate me too much!"

In the next moment, the amber eyes that looked like the majesty of a giant dragon suddenly became clear.
It looks like it is carved from crystal, and the emotional emotions within it are withdrawn and disappear, leaving only an indifferent gaze that looks down on everything.

Percival's gaze.

This is a detection magic from an outstanding archmage 2653 years ago.

Its spell level is at level six, and it has not been modified or deleted in any way, retaining everything that the original version has.

This sixth-level spell has only one function, which is to make the caster full of rationality and explore everything from a higher-dimensional perspective.

Olivia still remembered the records in the file. The great wizard finally died under the siege of many powerful people because he was discovered using this magic to peek under the skirt of another man's wife.

The euphemism is to study black holes.

The style of the entire world suddenly changed, the darkness became darker, and lines spread from the edges of all things.

They are of different colors and belong to different fields. Olivia seems to be at the highest level of the real dimension at this moment, observing the interweaving of elements, the turning points of fate and the many hidden anomalies.

Soon, a thin blue line passed by quietly.

"I actually found you outside the city!"

The black-haired woman shouted softly, and a flash of lightning appeared in her hand, followed by a roar.

A lightning spear silently pinned down the figure in white dress in the night sky.

The next moment, the figure in white dress suddenly shattered and was hit by the electric light into pieces of broken mirrors.

The witch hiding in it inevitably revealed herself.

The blinding electric light was like a whip, tearing holes in the holy dress and leaving black wounds on the delicate and crystal clear skin.

The buttocks, in particular, received special attention.

Layers of ice bloomed, and the witch's charming peach blossom eyes were filled with tears. She looked at her old friend and said with a smile:
"Hmph, Olivia, we're old rivals, but you're showing no mercy at all~"

"If I were captured by you, would you lock me up in a dungeon and whip me every day?"

"Being humiliated by you day and night is exciting just thinking about it~"

Nonsense with no nutritional value.
The black-haired woman did not respond. The breeze wrapped around her hair suddenly turned into a strong wind, pushing her body downwards rapidly.

A flash of cold light flashed from the heel of her high-heeled boots, causing the witch's mouth to twitch. A layer of solid ice coated the hem of her skirt, like a powerful, crystal-like battle skirt. She stood proudly, like a flower blooming on a battlefield amidst the freezing winter.

The witch did not try to dodge or escape, because the fate of killing each other was unavoidable.

Because her face was not obscured by the mist, but Olivia seemed unable to remember her.

Today it's either you die or I die, but how can I beat this violent woman?
The witch laughed at herself in her heart, and then she felt an unimaginable force coming from her arms, and the solid ground suddenly sank, as if it had encountered a magnitude 10 earthquake.

As the earth shook, the solid ice was shaken by the incomparable force, and countless fine cracks appeared. The sound of cracking was endless. The witch even felt that her arm bones would break in the next second.

boom--

The mature lady in the holy long dress groaned, and her body flew up involuntarily and crashed into the distant mountain.

Boom——

When did this woman become so strong? Why can't I beat her?
The boulders slid down, smoke and dust filled the air, and the Blue Witch felt her body sore and numb, and the magic power in her body was slightly blocked.

But at this moment, she no longer had time to pay attention to these little problems.

Because now she is in an extremely bad situation.

The witch's upper body was embedded in the rock wall by the huge force, while her lower body was exposed without any defense.

If it were under normal circumstances, she might even let Olivia kick it a few times to develop new ways to play.

But ever since that silly woman changed her heels, this idea has become too perverted.

The blue flames drifted outward, instantly freezing the entire mountain into powder.

As soon as the witch broke free from her restraints, she felt a slender, strong hand grabbing her cheek.

So fast!

As her thoughts flashed, the scene in her eyes began to reverse, and then her head was hit hard, and a streak of bright red blood slid down the witch's forehead.

The Blue Witch did not resist, or rather, she had never resisted properly from the beginning. She just let the black-haired woman grab her head and slam it to the ground.

"Olivia, don't you recognize me?"

"It's me, Olivia."

As blood splattered, she shouted again and again, hoping to get some hint from her friend, even if it was just to reduce the strength in her hands a little.

However, when she met the black-haired woman's amber eyes that seemed to be made of crystal and contained all emotions, the witch knew that all this only existed in her imagination.

The "cognitive pollution" she extracted from the 'deep' world did not seem to allow Olivia to perceive everything.

When Miss Witch unexpectedly encountered the real winter, she was delighted.

This means that the memories in her mind are not real, but illusions.

But the witch lady did not act rashly. Instead, she secretly accumulated strength and played the role of a real witch, trying to confuse the person who controlled everything.

At the same time, I am also looking for other ways to make friends who have experienced the same thing as me realize the falsity of their memories and understand that someone is manipulating their lives.

After everything was ready, she returned to the capital to act as a pioneer in exploring the way, and was the first to contact the consortium in order to find the location of the "Madman of Truth" and tear it into pieces.

The Blue Witch admitted that this plan was not perfect and could not even be called a plan because it involved a lot of gambling.

To succeed, one even has to act like a clown, satisfying his evil taste of killing his mother's enemies, and killing each other with his friends.

But she had no other choice.
Because her friend had become a legend in just a few years and had supported the huge Stardust Club, she knew that someone would inevitably attack her like they had attacked her mother.

I can die but Olivia can't. She's so stupid she'll be fooled.
Faintly, tears mixed with blood slid down the beautiful and miserable face, and the witch's unfocused eyes suddenly saw the waving fist stop.

She was pleasantly surprised, and just as a smile was about to bloom on her face, she spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.

Because the fist changed its trajectory and hit her abdomen hard.

Olivia?

(End of this chapter)