"Well, it's a lot stronger. ”

Freya lifted Rafa's quilt and let his naked body appear in the eyes of the women.

Shirley screamed and covered her eyes, but she couldn't help but sneak a peek through the gap between her fingers, while the others looked intently.

"What are you going to do?" Philicille struggled to keep her eyes off her eyes before looking at Freya.

"Don't you want me to wake him up?" Freya stared at Rafa, as if she couldn't help it, and put her hand on his strong chest and stroked it.

"Does this have anything to do with waking him up?"

"Nope. ”

"And what are you doing?" Felihill thought that Rafa was a little girl now, and Freya was a lustful demon.

"Just take a look. ”

Feeling the strange eyes of everyone, Freya couldn't finish covering the quilt.

"Let's get started, Carly. ”

"Yes. ”

Freya stepped back and gave way to her place, only to realize that it was the knight who had awakened Rafa.

Freya is not a witch?

The witches certainly don't believe that she is not a witch, and who else will accept a witch except the witch herself? You must know that even the top nobles of the empire dare not have anything to do with the witch, but Freya's knight is a witch?

So everyone present speculated that Freya was a witch, but she didn't use her magic.

At the bedside, Knight Carly pressed her iron palm against Rafa's face, then slowly closed her eyes.

Obviously, she is one of the few "nightmares" in the legend.

Carly's palms began to glow faintly like fireflies, and she began to cast her magic.

The next moment, the witches suddenly felt that at that moment, the skin on their bodies was slightly tingling, and they twitched as if they were conditioned.

It's just that this feeling is gone in a flash, and before I have time to feel it, it's over.

After looking at each other, the group remained silent and continued to look at Carly who was working her magic.

After a while, a blank Carly began to frown.

"Carly, what do you see?" Freya asked softly, perhaps knowing more about Carly's abilities.

"I saw blood...... and death. ”

Perhaps it was too horrified to see what she saw, and Carly withdrew her hand, her face a little pale.

"What do you mean?" asked Felihill.

"See for yourselves. ”

As she spoke, Carly spread out her palm, and everyone's eyes fell on hers.

Then the light began to glow from her palms, and everyone suddenly found themselves in the light.

When they came back to their senses, they found that they were no longer in Rafa's bedroom, but a white world with nothing, completely filled with white light.

"Fili, tap ......"

While everyone was wondering, a familiar voice that was so hoarse that it was about to die came from behind.

The witches turned around in surprise, expecting to see that familiar smile, but they didn't expect the scene in front of them, but they were so shocked that they couldn't even scream.

"Heheha!"

Covered in blood and dressed in a tuxedo Philicier was laughing maniacally and waving the iron whip in her hand.

And underneath her, it was Rafa, who was no longer human.

The force of the iron whip is very large, and there are thorns on the iron whip, so every time the iron whip is whipped on Rafa's body, it will take away a large piece of flesh.

I don't know how long she has been fighting, but in short, around the two of them, there are scattered blood stains everywhere, and all kinds of strange things are scattered all over the place, which is simply unbearable and miserable.

Such a real scene shocked everyone, including Freya, to turn a little pale.

Felihill, in particular, trembled all over, her eyes widened, and inexplicable pathos filled her eyes.

It's just that no one paid attention to her red eyes at this time.

The real and strong smell of blood came, and the youngest Shirley finally couldn't help but vomit.

"Your Highness!"

After a brief moment of panic, Audair finally couldn't take it anymore and drew her knight's sword and prepared to rush over to kill the rampaging "Felihill".

But at this moment, the light and the darkness turned.

The world of light turned into a world of darkness, everything was gone, and the witches could see themselves, and Rafa and Felihill in the distance were hidden in the darkness.

However, such a scene lasted for a short time, and the next moment, the light returned, and a complete Rafa appeared.

"Fili, almost. ”

Rafa, with some horror in his eyes, took a few steps back.

Blood-stamped Felihill smiled as she approached him, his heels making strange footsteps mixed with blood.

"You can't get by, now we are just bystanders in his dreams, and we can't change anything. Carly held out her hand, and the excited Audair was suddenly paused, unable to make a sound.

The furious "Philicon" began to rapidly approach him, and Rafa closed his eyes with a wry smile as if he had given up resistance.

Felihill slammed his palm through his chest, and Rafa hung his head silently without even screaming.

The next moment, light and darkness quickly reversed, and the intact Rafa reappeared, and the furious Felicille began to chase and kill him again.

"This ...... Is it nightmare magic?"

Even Heda, the White Witch, had a great fear of such magic, and her eyes were full of fear.

"Manipulating other people's dreams at will, killing each other thousands of times with real pain, this is the most common method of nightmares, maybe the reason why we rarely reveal our identities, once exposed, not only the church, but even other witches, will not give us a good look. ”

Carly held out her hand, and the scene around her returned to Rafa's bedroom, Shirley did not vomit, and Audrey stood in place without drawing her sword.

"Carly, can you wake up Your Highness?" Audair looked at Carly with pleading eyes.

"Yes, but it may take some time. ”

As she spoke, Carly prepared to remove the armor from her hand.

"I'll do it. Felihill said suddenly.

"What?"

Not only Carly, but Freya is also a little confused.

"I'll wake him up. Felihill's eyes were red.

Just when Freya and Carly were even more confused.

If she could save it, why didn't she save it sooner, why did she save it now?

But the next moment, Felihill told them the answer.

She held out her finger and slowly nodded towards Carly's eyebrows.

Carly subconsciously tried to hide, but found that she couldn't move at all, and could only watch as her slender fingers landed on her forehead.

Then, white light began to emerge from the two of them.

"This is?!" Freya stepped forward in horror, "Oh my God!

Felihill didn't speak, her robe and hair fluttering automatically without wind, and her bright eyes shimmered with a strange light.

"I ...... I see. ”

After a while, she withdrew her finger and her expression returned to normal.

"What's going on?" Regaining her mobility, Carly examined her body and found that there was no damage other than a strange wave of magic that had swam through her body.

"Don't worry, it's okay. Before Felihill could speak, Freya happily comforted her.

After pondering for a moment, Felihill approached Rafa, ran his hand over his face, and said like a dream.

"Dreams... It's time to wake up. ”

In a world of alternating light and darkness, Rafa is on the verge of collapse.

He didn't know how long he would last, he didn't expect to wake up alive now, he just wanted to die a happy death and say goodbye to this miserable world.

It's a pity that this infinitely repetitive world will not give him the slightest way out, as long as his physical body is immortal, this miserable world will be infinitely repetitive.

"Fili, can you give me a good time. Seeing the furious Felihill smirk and pull out the file, Rafa couldn't help but shudder.

"Hehehaha!" Philicille screamed as she walked step by step.

"Alas, is it because I go to dig the wall every day and don't eat with you, that's why you want to take revenge on me so fiercely?" sighed, Rafa was a little depressed.

"You're underestimating my spirit. ”

A clear, indifferent voice came from behind him.

Surprised, Rafa spun awkward.

"Filip ......"

A clean and beautiful Felihill was walking towards him.

Rafa almost wanted to rush over and hug her, but then he thought of something and forcibly stopped, and the smile on his face began to fade.

"I don't think a person can kill enough, and I'm looking for a helper? Hehe, come on, give me a good time." ”

Rafa walked with a somewhat limp step towards the indifferent Philicille.

This is a dream controlled by a witch, everything is against him, he doesn't think there is any difference between the Felicille in front of him and the bloody Feliciel, both are used to kill him, maybe because the rampaging Feliciel is about to break, and this new Fili is here to replace her.

"Were you stupid by that dummy?" Philicille frowned.

"What? Yo, you seem to be a little smarter than her, and you can speak? ”

Rafa was a little surprised, walked up to her, and couldn't help but look at her with a presumptuous gaze.

"Hey, you said that you, the witch who controls my dreams, can you use a snack, can Fili's breasts be that big? Also, Fili never wears our engagement ring, you actually wear it?

Rafa took a few steps back, touched his chin and looked at it, and found that the new Felicille was almost exactly the same as the real Felicille, except for some deviations, and I really didn't know whether the witch was built from his memories or whose memories it was.

While teasing Felihill, the furious Felicille has already pounced, but Rafa is not ready to dodge, because no matter what, the end is already doomed.

The newcomer, Felihill, reached out and popped a spark out of his finger, right in the bloody "Felicille" chest.

"Ahhhh

"This ......," Rafa was a little surprised, stunned, "Fili can use flames, good fellow, it seems that this dream has been upgraded from realism to magic." ”

"Do you prefer reality or magic?" asked Felihill.

"Magic, magic is strong, and it's more enjoyable when you kill me. ”

"Come here. Felihill said, staring into her eyes.

"What for?" Rafa found a hint of familiarity.

"Come here. Felihill repeated.

"Uh......" Rafa approached her blankly, and the familiar feeling in her heart became even stronger!

Felihill leaned close to his ear and whispered, "The gold you owe me has risen to a hundred thousand." ”