The mortally wounded Ivus shook violently in the air not far away, like a vanishing signal image, and various inexplicable hissing and vague whispers filled around us, echoing as the ancestors of her soul's memories continued to dissipate.

"You're doing a good job."

Sandora waved her hand to disperse the abyssal energy in her body, and her cloudy eyes regained the clear luster of sea blue, and then quietly looked at Ivus, who was still trying to stand up, and said in a flat tone.

"To be able to make two Xiling Emperors and a squadron of heroic combatants fight for so long with the strength of one person, I admit your strength."

"Impossible...... Impossible......"

As if he had lost his mind, Aihuas could only mutter, "It is obviously the soul world realm that has accumulated countless years of strength and has been perfected with the memory inheritance of dozens of generations of civilizations...... Why would it fail...... Patriarchs...... Have you given up your revenge? ”

Looking at Ivas like this, I could only shake my head slowly.

This is indeed an unassailable force, a soul world that will never dissipate, there are no structural loopholes and no possibility of leaving at all, and there is also an immortal Knights of Ivoson stationed inside, Ivas obviously knows a lot about Sandora's "mind control", there is nothing in this world except for herself, there is nothing that exists in the mind at all, if Sandora herself is in such a predicament, even if she leads an imperial fleet in, I am afraid that she can only be slowly consumed, I can only say, Eivas was so unlucky.

No matter how many years of power this has been accumulated, as long as its essence is an energy realm, it can only be restrained by my skills—this is the sorrow of the Deep Ice Mage Group facing the water elemental

Anyway, did something strange get in just now?

"That...... Ewass," hesitated, but I still spoke to the "woman" in front of me, "Although I don't know much about the situation at that time, I still need to say that Shandora definitely had no choice at that time...... Having launched an attack on you, since you have memories of the entire race, you must know what happened to you Ai Watson before......"

The more I talked, the more entangled I became, even if I tried to whitewash it, this ...... It's all genocide, forget it, I still don't speak.

But I was silent, but Ivus looked up: "Justification? Because of the plague, the civilians in all the infected areas were burned to death...... Is this the method of you Gentiles? This demon ...... She ruined my hometown."

With a hysterical roar, the Ivas in front of us suddenly twisted violently, and the original white light on his body quickly mixed into a large area of black and red, the process was so fast, even in a few seconds, the original human form of Ivus was distorted into ......

A mirror?

Well, I know that this sounds quite incredible, but now Ivas does look like a huge mirror, at least ten meters high, five meters wide oval classical diorama, the surface is glowing with a mysterious bright silver luster, but at the edge of it, it is very incongruously inlaid with a black border engraved with a distorted human face, dark red like blood slowly seeps out from the edge of the inner frame, like red ink dripping into the water, slowly spreading towards the center of the mirror, Such an eerie mirror was so quietly suspended in the air less than two decimeters above the ground, and against the background of the surrounding magma and the sky was charred red, it was like a monument to the end of the world—it was strange that I could have such an association.

And with the completion of Aihuas's second-stage transformation, the soul world realm that had been gradually decomposed also returned to stability, and the shadow of the reality world realm completely disappeared from our sight.

"I hate this kind of boss who will be resurrected with full blood after being killed in the second stage," I clenched my fists, and the little sympathy for Ivus that had just sprung up in my heart also dissipated, "Do you think there will be a statue of Brother Chun on this mirror?" ”

As soon as I finished speaking, Sandora squeezed my waist from behind: "Ah Jun, can't you be serious at the critical moment?" ”

Where was the majestic and cold Imperial Queen just now? Sandora, do you think you're much better than me right now?

At this moment, the mirror in front of us suddenly heard the chaotic echo of Ivus, as if it was a long sigh, "...... Gentile ...... Don't think that's the end of it...... Aiwason's ancestors will never forget this hatred for the sake of their homeland...... You must remain in this world forever."

"Baby, what's this?" I looked at the mirror curiously, and turned my head to ask Sandora, because I didn't know if this thing in front of me had damage reflexes or something like that (anyway, I had this impression at the first sight of it), and I didn't rush to attack it, and Vega and her scorpion soldiers looked like they were facing a great enemy: these "little guys" who had just come off the production line had never seen such a strange enemy.

Sandora explained with a serious expression: "This is the special ability of the Ivoson race, which condenses a large amount of soul energy together to form a memory mirror, which can copy anything they want to copy and have ever seen - not the kind of empty copy, but a complete copy except for the soul of the other party." ”

My expression immediately became solemn: "Unconditional copying? No matter how strong the other party is? ”

"Of course, there is an upper limit, but because of Iwason's special talent that can make the soul corrupt reality, this upper limit is almost non-existent, but there were many veterans who had been through a hundred battles in the case of absolute superiority, but died at the hands of 'themselves' because of facing the mirror of memory...... Sure enough, it was me who chose ......."

As Sandora's words fell, the surface of the memory mirror formed by Ivus rippled, and then a figure slowly emerged from it.

Although I had already guessed something when I heard Sandora's words, I couldn't help but "lean" when I saw that figure.

The familiar noble and beautiful face, the long golden hair as brilliant as the morning sun, the soft figure like a wisp of smoke in the faint halo, although he was wearing an unfamiliar silver-gray robe, and there was only a cold light in his sea-blue eyes, but there was no doubt that the person in front of him was Sandora.

To be exact, it was the iron-blooded tyrant who led the emperor to destroy the entire Ivoson civilization in the first place, Sandora? Kelvi? Jurasis.

An inexplicable coercion emanated from the body of that "Shandora", which was the cold aura that could only be emitted by a person who had slaughtered hundreds of millions of lives with his own hands and treated any enemy as if he were a mustard, not even murderous, but simply indifferent: disregard for life, disregard for everything, in front of her, even if you are an emperor and general, even if you are an idol hero, it is just a speck of dust, I have never seen such a Sandora - in the past, was she like this?

At the same time, the same momentum began to rise around me, and I looked back in surprise to see that Sandora's equally cold, indifferent gaze was head-to-head with the replica opposite.

The cold and bloodthirsty "Warsong Princess" never disappeared, she just secretly hid out of her lover's sight.

"Sandora," I whispered, "is it okay?" ”

The girl beside her turned her head, and her eyes were already filled with the warmth and joy that she was familiar with on weekdays: "I can only go on, because I know that Ah Jun will definitely not be able to do it, so leave everything to me, because...... This is my own fight. ”

I'm speechless.

As Sandora said, she was the only one fighting in this battle.

Even if I knew that it was just a replica of an empty shell, I wouldn't be able to go all out, it wasn't something that could be decided by reason, at least, I couldn't.

"Ehuas's soul is in that mirror, and we will never be able to escape this trap that she has spent millions of years laying until we destroy it and the clone it created, but the mirror itself is indestructible, it is only an image, and the only way to destroy it is to destroy the clone," Sandora said, a confident smile on her lips, and then suddenly turned around and gave a gentle hug, "Wait for me, I'll be back soon." ”

With these words, the blonde girl with a resolute expression flew out of my side like lightning, and then disappeared into the huge and strange mirror in an instant.

The other "Sandora" in the air watched all this with a blank face, like a robot that only knew how to carry out orders, until her opponent had already entered the dueling arena and slowly turned back, and then disappeared into the silver-white mirror.

The ripples spread out from the mirror, then gradually flattened out, and eventually, like a real mirror, began to reflect the distant scene—it was closed.

All that's left is to wait - I'm sure Sandora will return safely eventually, with great confidence.

"But sir, you've been circling in circles for ten minutes......"

A certain rigid scorpion's way of speaking regardless of the occasion is really itchy

You nonsense, my girlfriend is fighting hard with someone, and it's a duel between wins and losses, bastard

Even when I faced the powerful Fallen Apostle for the first time in the world of Azeroth, I was never so worried, Sandora's strong strength has always been the reason why I am extremely confident about her, but this time, she has to face a strong enemy in the true sense of the word, no matter who it is, the most difficult to defeat is always herself, even Sandora is no exception.

Time passed minute by minute, the strange mirror was still suspended in the air, like an eternal monument, the calm surface could not see how fierce the battle was "inside", the whole vast world was silent, even the sound of my breathing could be heard clearly, maybe the time did not pass long, only ten minutes, maybe in this special battle not even warmed up, but I felt as if it had been ten years as difficult.

As Sandora said, the "Mirror of Memory" is completely indestructible, it is just an image projected here, and when this is finally confirmed, I feel a sense of discouragement.

Can Sandora overcome her former self?

As time passed, the doubts in my mind became more and more irrepressible, and I knew that I should not doubt the strength of Sandora, but the cold aura of the replica was ...... I'm scared a little bit, and is this just a trap? Was that mirror just a façade created by Ivas to eliminate Sandora? Has she hatched a new conspiracy over the past million years? Is that replica really Sandora? Has Eivus improved her racial talents?

Concern is chaos, that's what I'm in now, and what's worse, I'm still a cranky guy, and it's been ten minutes since Sandora left without any response, and even the mental connection has been completely broken - I'm used to the warmth of that girl in the depths of my soul, and this situation makes me even more irritable.

"Sir, please trust the strength of Chief Sandora," Vega tried to reassure me, "The mighty Imperial Head definitely has the strength to defeat himself"

To be honest, this dull scorpion's ability to comfort people is not very strong, but in this empty place, Vega's voice finally calmed me a little.

Then, as if after years of waiting, the silvery-white mirror finally shook again, and under our nervous gaze, a burst of white light suddenly erupted from its surface, and then a familiar figure emerged from it.

It wasn't until the blonde girl suddenly winked mischievously at this side that I was sure that my Shandora had returned.

"It's easier than I thought," Sandora folded her arms and landed lightly beside me, letting out a long sigh, "Ivus is indeed doing a good job, really replicating the old self - 100% strength, but she obviously hasn't seen my abyssal form, in such a place where there is no cannon fodder to control at all, mental manipulation against abyss fighting is not a suspenseful thing at all......"

Sandora said lightly, but I noticed that she was holding her arms all the time, and there was a faint blue glow under the masked ribs.

"You're hurt?" I frowned, trying to break her arm, but she gently avoided her.

"It's okay...... At first, I was careless, and I was controlled by my former self, and 'she' knew my mind very well...... However, the body of the Apostle of Xiling is not the same as that of humans, and it will soon be reborn......"

Looking at her look that obviously didn't want me to worry, you can imagine how serious this "okay" injury is, it's easy to say, but even if you have a big advantage, how can you easily win in the face of an opponent of the same level who knows everything about yourself?

But Sandora didn't give me a chance to continue, but suddenly lowered her head and hit me in the chest: "Ah Jun, I'm going to punish you this time, I must be cranky, right?" ”

As soon as I wanted to deny it, she turned her head: "I can guess what you want to say anyway...... Ah Jun, remember, if something like this happens in the future, you just need to trust me completely, I didn't stay with you just to make a vase......"

"Sorry......"

Sandora turned around and grinned at me, "But...... It's a good feeling to be worried like this, but I never paid attention to it before - hey, how long do you want to keep the mirror on that side? You're as fragile as a mirror now."

That's when I remembered that there was one more enemy here that hadn't been dealt with - but it didn't seem like she was a threat anymore.

The second transformation was also defeated, and the mirror floating in the air trembled slightly as Sandora's words fell, and then scattered all over the ground like real glass with a crisp "boom".

The tattered Ivas reappears in front of us, covered in hollow or misplaced images caused by the absence of a soul, except for the vaguely distinguishable face, "she" has almost completely become a Vice-Impressionist illustration, and it is not until a dozen seconds later that Ivus barely condenses into a rough human form.

"Why do you want to do this?"

Sandora suddenly sighed softly, her tone was no longer as cold as before, for the Apostle of Hilling, even if it was an enemy, the moment he died in battle, he should be respected.

"Revenge ......" Ivus seemed to have lost most of his ability to think, and could only sit on his knees with blank eyes, repeating a few simple words in a trembling voice, "...... Hometown...... Ancestors...... Compatriot...... Our homes are ...... Gentile ......"

"But you've never even seen your hometown, have you? You shouldn't even be considered an official Avason. ”

Sandora said suddenly, in a startling voice.

This time, not only was I shocked, but even Iwas, who was not far away, instantly raised his head and made a strange "hiss" sound.

"You...... It's just a false soul condensed by all the revenge desires of the entire species in the moment before the destruction of the Iwason race......" Sandora shook her head slightly, "The fragments of Iwason's racial consciousness, who have never even seen their homeland or experienced time with their compatriots, are all forced memories that have borne such a fate from the mission of revenge from birth...... What's more, at that time, the entire Ivanson had completely turned into an Abyss Army, and they even began to deliberately destroy all the lives they could find...... Why did you, who know all this, do this? ”

"You...... How do you know ......?"

Eivus's panicked tone immediately confirmed the shocking secret that Sandora had said.

"I just stayed in the depths of your soul for ten minutes, if it weren't for the peace of mind of Jun as soon as possible, I could have seen even more," Sandora shrugged, it turned out that she had spent most of her time in the depths of people's hearts to satisfy her gossip interests, "I saw these things in your memory, and maybe you didn't realize it yourself, you are not the same as the real Ivoson at all."

Shando stretched out his right hand and pointed at Ivas who was trying to dodge not far away: "The real Ivoson has no 'self' cognition, they don't have a fixed form and appearance at all, but you-this look is the wife of the old fox, right?" No matter how injured you are, your first instinct is always to get yourself back to looking like this right away, and that's not something Iverson would think about at all, you ...... There's already an ego, idiot. ”

(**Ahh......h Ahem, it's popularity, it's popularity, and it's the end of the month, so let's warm up the popularity)