The chill that came through that hand reawakened Sether's brain. Then, like a drowning man who had been dragged out of the deep sea by a rope, the scene of the snakes besieging the ball crowd disappeared, and the giant python with a blue bloody mouth in front of him also dissipated like dust, and the suffocating oppression that wrapped around Sether's body disappeared in an instant.

Sether felt a wave of dizziness, as if the earth was spinning hundreds of times faster, and his eyes suddenly became pitch black, and he couldn't see anything. His knees turned to water, his legs and feet turned to cotton, and his lower body could no longer support his weight, so he fell to his knees with a sudden thud, his hands on the ground, and he gasped for air.

The terrible feeling of vertigo lasted for a long time, and Sether felt his internal organs turn upside down, and his stomach churned violently, and his forehead rested on his forearm, and he resisted the feeling of vomiting, but eventually he couldn't help retching, but he couldn't vomit anything, because he had eaten almost nothing lately.

Gradually, however, the unprecedented vertigo began to subside, and Sether felt the ground beneath him finally become as stable as ever, the buzzing in his ears disappeared, his heart no longer beating wildly from the feeling of suffocation, and the churning of his stomach had subsided, except for the bitter juice remaining in his mouth.

When his vision finally returned, Sether felt the darkness around him dissipate in the violent fluctuations, and a faint orange halo pierced his eyelids, and he opened his eyes, raised his head, and looked around.

He was still in this eerie and quiet ball hall, and Sether stood up, everything around him seemed to be the same as when he first arrived, the snakes and the young boys and girls at the ball had long since disappeared without a trace, but there was a great change around him, and although it seemed that the furnishings had not changed, Sether could feel the strong atmosphere of change.

What's different from before?

Domes, walls, reliefs, furniture, tables, floor tiles...... It doesn't look like one more or one less, and it's exactly the same as the original one in terms of placement and position.

Sether couldn't help but mutter, could it be that the previous fantasy of the ball and the snakes, including the intense vertigo that followed, had caused his brain to delusion?

No, absolutely not.

Although Seser is a man, as an emperor and a warrior, under normal circumstances, his sixth sense is no worse than that of a woman.

He scanned everything around him, and finally, his eyes locked on the wall directly opposite.

In front of the dark tapestry stood a black figure, very imperceptible, almost blending into the background behind it. Originally, Sether couldn't see at all, but his sixth sense sounded the alarm in his subconscious every time his gaze swept over him.

Sether's breathing involuntarily began to rape again, and he drew the sword at his waist and slowly walked towards the ghostly black shadow. He knew that it was the shadow he had been chasing on the previous floor.

Could it be that the illusion of the previous dance party was also created by this dark shadow?

Sether suddenly felt a shudder, and he remembered the serpents that had appeared in the vision. Obviously, illusion was not an exact adjective, and Sether had reason to believe that the ball was a real thing in the past, a terrible memory that stayed in this ball hall.

And now, the dark shadow, Sether, was almost certain that the prom memory was the dark shadow that had been planned and reappeared in front of him.

"Who the hell are you, what do you want to do?"

Only the sound of Sether's footsteps and shouts echoed in the huge ballroom, and although he couldn't see the dark shadow's face at all, Sether could feel the man's gaze piercing through the mask on his face, and he stared at Seser tightly, watching the latter approach.

"Answer my question, don't pretend to be a ghost there, or I'll stab you in the throat with a sword. ”

Sether shouted, but he stopped, not because he was afraid, but because he felt something approaching him.

Before he could turn around, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a long, thick scarlet thing, and at the same time, saying that it was too late, it was too late, and Sethor flew to the side.

He fixed his eyes and saw that the thing like a water pipe turned out to be the scarlet python that was inseparable from the Duchess of Windsor!

Sether gasped, but to his surprise, the python didn't even look at him, but crawled past his feet and swam to the man in black, with his head held high and spitting out letters.

With snow-white jade hands, bright red Kodan, and slender arms, the man was stretching out his right hand to caress the forehead of the giant python, as if the other party was a docile sheepdog.

Sether felt creepy, he couldn't believe his eyes, he felt that he must be crazy to have such a thought, this thought was simply beyond the ordinary human sense.

But he retreated in fear, and let out a wailing moan in his hoarse voice.

“...... Bloody, bloody ......?"

"Yes, it's me, my majesty. The dark figure took off the black mask and cloak from his face, revealing a bepleasing face that disgusted and terrified Sether.

This woman didn't even die?!

Could it be that the woman I just pierced my heart with a sword and nailed to the wall was a ghost? Could it be that the scene where I killed the bloody Rose with my own hands was just a nightmare of mine?

No, no, no, absolutely impossible!

But how did she live? and her face was more ruddy and delicate, and seemed to be more beautiful and enchanting than she had been before she died?

Sether could not say a word, and he looked at the Duchess of Windsor's face almost breathless, not because he was stunned by her beauty, but because he was afraid that he had never felt in his life.

You know, in this case, the more beautiful and vivid the Bloody Rose, the stronger the sense of fear it brings to Sether.

"Don't speculate, my pretty majesty," Bloody Rose said lazily, and from her tone she could not discern any hatred for Sether, as if the scene where she was nailed to the wall had never happened at all, as if she and he had just stopped their love of fish and water, and were talking about a trivial matter, "You are not dreaming, you are not crazy, you are not hallucinating—you did crucify me before, and you are the murderer who killed me." ”

"But ......"

"But why am I alive again, am I?" Bloody Meili smiled at Sether, a smile that can make all men in the world lose their souls, except for Sether, "Remember what I said to you, Your Majesty?"

"What?"

"I told you, you can't kill me. Why, did you forget so quickly?"