This is a small island.

However, this is just because Sonia's poor vocabulary has not found a more suitable noun. After all, this place can only be regarded as a small place that suddenly pops up on the sea, as if the waves can be flooded by a little bigger.

But the sea level was very quiet, very quiet, without a trace of wind. Sonia's legs were immersed in the sea water, stepping on the wet sand, looking up at the surroundings.

The surroundings were filled with milky white fog, filling every inch of space. The sky was like a cloud of thick ink that was dizzy, dull and heavy.

I was dreaming, Sonia thought.

She clearly remembered that she was sleeping in the female dormitory of Sword and Rose Artist University, and it was impossible for her to suddenly appear on an island.

When she thought it was a dream, Sonia became much more relaxed. She squatted down curiously and tasted the sea water. She found that it was the same as the water she usually drank, and it even had a little sweetness, which was not the salty and bitterness mentioned in online education courses.

Sonia was more sure that she was dreaming because she had never been to the beach or tasted the sea water, so she had no idea what the sea water tasted.

"But if I'm dreaming..." Sonia looked at the center of the island: "Why do you dream of a corpse that I've never seen before?"

In the middle of the island, a strange body was half kneeling on the sand.

He was wearing a pitch-black windbreaker and a hood, with a blurry face and heavy clothes, and it was impossible to tell whether he was a man or a woman from the outside.

A long sword pierced his chest, but he did not fall down, but knelt on the ground on one knee. He held the scabbard at his waist with his left hand and the hilt of the sword that had never been shown in his right hand, as if he had been pierced through the heart before drawing the sword.

Apart from this corpse and sand, there was nothing else on the island. Sonia couldn't swim, and she thought she was dreaming at this time and had no fear of the corpse at all, so she boldly walked over to observe the corpse.

She found that the long sword that pierced the corpse was still dripping blood. The blood flowed along the beautiful carvings of the sword body, flowing back to the dark ruby ​​embedded in the sword grid, making the entire sword seem to have come alive. It was so beautiful...

When Sonia came to her senses, she had already tightened the sword.

The sword sheath that perfectly fits the palm, completely touching the aesthetically piercing sword pattern, and the touch that seems to extend the limbs, this sword seems to be...

...It seems to be a weapon built for her.

Without thinking, Sonia pulled out the sword from the corpse.

She thought the body would fall down, so she took a step back as soon as she pulled it out so that the body would not be hit by it.

However, the body did not fall down.

Instead, he stood up.

Tat, tick, with the sound of steel-soled boots stepping on the sand, under Sonia's fearful gaze, the body slowly straightened its back and pulled out its cold and sharp sword.

With a thud, the sword tip broke through the air, and his sword tip pointed directly at Sonia. Although she couldn't see his eyes clearly, Sonia felt a pair of cold eyes without emotion!

"Don't worry, Jian Ji, this time, I'm not your enemy."

The sound of the corpse is neither male nor female, as if it is a mechanically choked teeth: "I just can kill you."

Your definition of an enemy seems to be very different from that of a normal person. Hello... Sonia holds the brilliant sword in her hand tightly, as if she can gain a sense of security.

"Who are you?" Her voice trembled.

"I am called the Final Viewer, you can call me the Viewer." The viewer said, "In the next seventy-two hours, you can only leave here if you defeat me, otherwise you can only leave after seventy-two hours."

"Isn't this a dream?" Sonia opened her eyes wide.

"The difference between dreams and reality is that reality is the dream weaving together, and dreams..."

"It's the cage you built for yourself."

As soon as he finished speaking, the viewer stepped on the sand and swung forward. Even though Sonia had retreated as much as possible, she still couldn't escape the shiny sword blade glow-

"You have ten seconds to rest."

Sonia knelt on the ground, her hands tightly covering her throat, her face full of fear.

The pain of the tearing was extremely real, as if she had just been cut off by this inexplicable weirdo.

If this was a dream, she should wake up from her comfortable and warm bed at the moment of suffering such pain.

However--

"Ten seconds have passed, I advise you to hold your sword tightly. Only in this way can you..."

Sonia raised her head and saw the viewer holding the hilt tightly and holding it around her waist, posing in a sword-like posture, and kicking her legs hard on the sand and rushing towards her!

Sonia hurriedly raised her sword and retreated, but the viewer's step suddenly crossed a dozen steps like a translation. When she saw the sword light left by the viewer, the viewer's voice was ringing from behind her-

"…Die with a little dignity."

"You have ten seconds to rest."

When Sonia came back to her sense of decapitation, she turned around and jumped into the sea without any hesitation, even if she couldn't swim, she couldn't care!

It seemed that the fear of death stimulated potential. Sonia almost learned to swim without a teacher. Although it was a very unbeautiful dog-planing swimming method, as long as she could stay away from the terrifying island with strange people!

If it weren't for the empty stomach in the dream, Sonia even wanted to try the fart-pushing method that appeared in the joke.

Amid the flapping sound of the water, Sonia clearly heard the viewer's voice: "It's shameful to escape."

“And it’s useless.”

Suddenly, his neck cooled down, and Sonia lowered her head and saw a cold sword tip coming out of her neck.

Before the wave-like pain submerged her, Sonia found herself back on the island.

"You have ten seconds to rest."

This time she did not run away, but looked at the viewer's hand.

"You seem to be expecting that I will lose weapons after throwing the sword out?" The viewer leisurely put the sword in the sheath. "Why are you still so naive after you have experienced several deaths?"

"You are too unreasonable, right?" Sonia said with a wry smile.

"The reason is only above the tip of the sword. If you want to reason, it is useless to use your mouth. Just use your sword to convince me."

Before the viewer could finish speaking, Sonia jumped into the sea with a thud. But this time she did not swim, but chose to dive into the sea and try to avoid the viewer's attack.

‘You can’t cut off the sea, right!’ She thought so in her heart.

This is true, five seconds, ten seconds, thirty seconds... A minute later, Sonia was not attacked.

However, because she couldn't breathe, she felt like she was about to faint.

It’s obviously a dream, why does the brain still have insufficient blood supply due to brain deficiency?

The pain of holding your breath is no less than beheading. Sonia couldn't help it. She picked a seat and tried to breathe and then dive. She felt lucky in her heart: I'll just breathe for a second or two, he couldn't find me so quickly, right?

A few seconds later, Sonia sat on the island, covering her mouth that had just been pierced, and kept licking her teeth with her tongue to confirm that her tongue was not cut by the flying sword.

"You have ten seconds to rest."

"Viewer!"

Sonia shouted loudly, her face full of anger, gritted her teeth, held the sword tightly with both hands, and plucked up the courage to walk towards the viewer. The viewer said with a oh, gently stroked the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and said, "If you want to stop the rest in advance, I have no objection."

Bang!

Sonia kneeled in front of the viewer with a thud.

"The great and kind unknown master, Sonia is willing to pray to you day and night, listen to your holy words, follow your miracles, chant your will... Please don't torture me like this. Just say whatever you want me to do. I am very obedient and obedient. You can do whatever you order me to do, wuwu..."

"Is anything really OK?" the viewer asked.

Sonia raised her head and cried so hard that the pear blossoms were particularly tempting. She seemed to hesitate for a moment, and she showed a blush on her face, and she gritted her teeth and pointed her head: "Anything is OK."

"Okay, I'll order you—" The viewer held the hilt of the sword tightly and put on the posture of a teller's sword: "Defeat me."

Zheng!

"You have ten seconds to rest."

Sonia lay on the sand, staring at the dark sky blankly, and then a carp turned over and stood up, asking in confusion:

"No, I didn't offend you before, why did you waste time on a little person like me? There are so many people in this world who are extremely guilty. If you want to punish and eliminate evil, I can recommend a few candidates to you; if you are a big villain, I can also recommend a few high-powered and hypocritical big people to you."

"I'm just an ordinary female student, and it's not worth your effort to deal with me. Your behavior now is like using a spiral light cannon to hit mosquitoes and letting the swordsman chop firewood. This is a huge waste of resources. Are you right?"

"What do you want me to do? You said it. At first glance, I was a weak rose that could be ravaged by others. I was born to go with the flow..."

Just when Sonia tried to persuade him with emotion and reason, the viewer shook his head: "You said it wrong."

Sonia immediately said, "What did I say wrong? Tell me, I will definitely change it."

"You said the first thing you said was wrong."

"First sentence?"

"How can you be sure," the viewer clasped the hilt and put on the gesture of a teller's sword: "You haven't offended me before?"

Zheng!

"You have ten seconds to rest."

Perhaps because she died too frequently, Sonia even felt that the beheading was actually like this, and it was nothing to get used to the pain.

She looked up at the viewer, "I can leave this damn dream if I only stay for seventy-two hours?"

"Yes." The viewer nodded: "However, there is no clock here. Compared to a person's life, seventy-two hours are not long, but for death, seventy-two hours are not short."

"Can you really last for seventy-two hours in constant death?"

"And, why would you believe the words of someone who keeps killing you in your dreams? What if I'm lying?"

"Take a step back, even if you can really get out of your dreams tonight, what about tomorrow night? What about the night after tomorrow?"

The viewer posed as a cashier, "Since you have seen death, you should not have expectations for miracles."

Zheng!

The observer stepped forward, and as he drew his sword, he swept across the board, and he also swung around for a while, crossing more than ten steps in an instant. The long sword accompanied by huge rotational potential energy, and would behead Sonia again like a hot knife cutting butter.

clang!

For the first time, Sonia's sword blocked the viewer's edge!

At this time, Sonia's face had no expression, no fear, no anger, no murderous intention, no begging, only the coldest silence. It was like the viewer's vague appearance reflected in the ruby's pupils, as if she was about to imprint him deeply in her heart!
Chapter completed!