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After all, you wouldn't expect a vampire's bestial nature to influence a witch, would you?
Even Jolie Quentin, before she became a witch, was forcibly suppressed, let alone Jiang Kehan now.
"I don't care about right or wrong, and I'm not qualified to comment."
After being knocked away, Jiang Kehan roared loudly at her opponent and charged at Jolie Quentin again!
"I'm just grateful that with this power boost, victory is closer to me!"
Jiang Kehan forcefully gripped the other's spear, ignoring the black smoke from the real damage the spear was causing to corrode her hands, and revealed a somewhat sinister smile to Jolie Quentin.
"You're not the only one going against the flow!"
Jolie Quentin paused for a moment, then shook her head with a mixture of pleasure and helplessness.
“That’s more like it!” she laughed wildly, reverting to her former madness that had slaughtered everything in her path.
"Witches don't need to be bound by so-called common sense; they only need to follow their own hearts. Fight, devour!"
Let us become nourishment for each other!
"Our paths never need to overlap, nor should they!"
Her response was met with an even more frenzied offensive from Jiang Kehan.
Now, imbued with the bestiality once seen in Jolie Quentin, she has become even more cold and calculating, rationally using her own life as a bargaining chip in a constant game of wits with her opponent.
Surprisingly, Jiang Kehan was getting better and better at playing, and her eyes were becoming brighter and brighter!
The magic became silky smooth, the hands became light, and everything seemed to be held firmly by invisible hands, patiently teaching how to do it well.
Jiang Kehan gradually turned the tide from a disadvantageous position!
This time, it was Jolie Quentin who was defeated. She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and gave a bitter smile.
"I didn't expect it to unleash your potential; I guess I'm just reaping what I sowed."
"But don't think you can defeat me so easily!"
This was the first time Jiang Kehan had experienced the joy of combat—the pure, visceral pleasure of every strike landing.
The immense magical power was both an advantage and an invisible shackle, binding her combat talent and repeatedly causing Jiang Kehan to suffer defeats despite having the upper hand.
But now, magic is merely an aid to physical movement. Every moment of battle forces Jiang Kehan to adapt to the rhythm of the fight, and her talent begins to be discovered.
Even thanks to the vast amount of magic, the growth of consciousness mobilized this magic, driving the body to begin adapting to evolution.
"Transforming into a dragon upon encountering favorable winds and clouds"—that's the best description of this moment!
Jiang Kehan felt her mind was clear and she had never felt so exhilarated.
She couldn't help but lick her lips, finding herself somewhat enjoying this kind of battle.
However, it was time to end it. Jiang Kehan stopped and looked at Jolie Quentin with a serious expression as he watched her last struggle.
Jolie Quentin then plunged her hand into her chest, pulled out her heart, and pressed it against the tip of a gun, muttering something under her breath.
"Memories have taught me one thing: if the world is willing to fabricate so-called destiny for all sorts of reasons."
"Then why can't I become destiny itself?"
“It’s like ending the vampire clan.” Jolie Quentin coldly raised her spear, her initial gentleness gone, replaced by a poisonous thorn, her gaze capable of piercing Jiang Kehan.
"Ripples of Fate, Guaranteed Strike, Winter Rose!"
Jiang Kehan's smile vanished. She felt the threat emanating from the tip of the gun, as if she had encountered a sharp blade wielded by a fully serious Li Hui.
It is filled with the meaning of annihilation and destruction.
But she felt something invisible binding her, making her unable to move.
This is a power that the little witch is not qualified to use, but since the two of them are currently in a special "memory," they are destined to be unable to escape.
"Phew... Is this the real killing move?"
Jiang Kehan took a deep breath and chose to put down the sharp blade in her hand.
"I was wondering why you were secretly accumulating something even though you clearly had the upper hand. So that's what it was."
"But...aren't I also waiting for this moment?"
Jolie Quentin felt a strange chill, and just as she was about to turn around, she felt a pain that pierced her soul.
She couldn't help but lower her head, only to see a sharp sword pierce through her empty heart, within which countless surging forces flowed through her veins to her entire body, even reaching her soul.
Jolie Quentin opened her mouth as if to say something, but could only let out a hoarse whimper before collapsing forward.
"Just because I can't move doesn't mean my spells can't work." Jiang Kehan felt the force binding her disappear, and she staggered forward, her heart filled with lingering fear.
Behind Jolie Quentin is the innocent-looking shadowy figure, Kehan.
The long traces of day and night, carrying the power from beginning to end, brought an end to Jolie Quentin.
In the moment before she threw her spear, in that moment when she was completely defenseless, she seized the last opportunity.
Victory fell to Jiang Kehan this time. She walked up to Jolie Quentin, who was not quite dead yet, and gently brushed her eyelids away.
"This time, I have become what is called fate, giving you the final end."
Chapter 280 Golden Tyrant Hera
"The winner is Jiang Kehan!"
The host's excited voice echoed throughout the dueling arena, and the audience, who were captivated by the spectacular battle, were awakened. Their applause, like jubilant fish, broke the stillness of the water.
"Thank you both for providing us with such a wonderful battle. It makes me itchy to join the duel and have a match myself."
The host made a witty remark, winked his left eye cutely, twirled in the air, clapped lightly, and then pretended to draw a short sword.
"However, it's obvious I'm too old and unattractive to perform anymore, so I'll leave the stage to these energetic young girls~"
"Hey!"
It's against the rules to deliberately act cute!
Jiang Kehan, who had just come out of the dueling arena, smiled helplessly at the lively host.
In her perception, this host was one of the most powerful witches she had ever encountered, and as a witch, how could she be old and faded?
However, Jiang Kehan turned around and glanced at the resurrected Jolie Quentin, who also looked at her, and the two smiled at each other.
Both sides were convinced of the superiority of the other side in this battle.
In the preparation area of the Wonderful Truth Team, Hera crossed her arms, glanced casually at Jiang Kehan, and then turned her gaze to Jolie Quentin.
"I didn't expect you to lose." Her tone was somewhat sarcastic, but not malicious.
“Isn’t winning and losing normal?” Jolie Quentin said helplessly. “Or are you just trying to tease me?”
Hera doesn't really care about her team's wins and losses; it's not important to her. For example, in the match against the Whirlpool Society team, her team lost two games in a row.
She was confident that her presence on the field would bring a chance of victory.
A tyrant never trusts anyone but himself.
“Of course, you rarely lose.” Hera laughed heartily, placing her large hand on Jolie Quentin’s head. “It’s a rare opportunity to tease you, isn’t it fun?”
Jolie Quentin glanced sideways at the other person's unreliable appearance and ultimately just sighed.
"If it weren't for the age restriction, I would really like to give you a good beating."
The growth rate of witches in the early witch stage is almost the same, and there is a soft upper limit. The real gap starts from the middle witch stage.
However, the Wild Dragon Witch is extremely rare. She is an alien witch who can skip the forced restrictions of the Little Witch stage. In a sense, she is considered to have extraordinary talent.
“I’m looking forward to it.” Hera smiled slightly, withdrew her hand, and then looked towards the dueling arena.
"We can only field reserve players in this match. Otherwise, if it happens to be a match between regular players, the score will be 4 points."
"If the other side wins, I won't even have a chance to play."
Jolie Quentin nodded, but her eyes held a hint of worry: "Apart from you and me, the others aren't actually that strong, since we can only rely on ourselves for resources."
"I'll take care of everything." Hera didn't say much more. After leaving those words, she closed her eyes to rest, but her clenched hands still betrayed her anxiety.
As a separate organization, they also have reasons to win.
For example, making large investments.
The witches have a special attitude towards the champion. Although their memories can remember all the witches who have taken the stage, only the strongest is worth paying close attention to.
If they come in third place, then the Mysterious Truth Troupe will only have a pledge of allegiance; how much investment they can secure will depend on their own efforts.
After all, witches are never short of geniuses or ruthless people.
But once they win the championship, investment will come to them, and the initiative will be completely different.
On the other side, Jiang Kehan and her team were also eagerly discussing tactics.
"Now that we have the advantage in the opening match, we must press our advantage and send out our regular players to gamble for points."
Ariel tapped her hands together and spoke with unwavering resolve.
Jiang Kehan and the others exchanged glances and nodded in agreement.
"So who should we send?" Jiang Kehan asked.
Li Hui must be kept to deal with Hera; besides that, only Ai Li'er, An Meng, and Nuo Xi are official team members.
“I…I should be able to!” It was Nuoxi who spoke, and she said earnestly.
"As a witch who, like her, excels in forbidden arts, I should be the most reliable one."
Jiang Kehan and Ai Lier looked at each other and fell into deep thought.
Nuoxi is right. The forbidden faction is inherently difficult to fathom. Even Jiang Kehan almost crashed and burned, and so did the others.
Moreover, with 5 points from the opening match, they have the right to play it safe; it's the Mysterious Truth Group that should be taking a gamble.
"Does anyone else have any objections?" Jiang Kehan asked specifically, though in her heart she had already approved of Painuoxi's participation.
The others shook their heads, their eyes full of encouragement as they looked at Nuoxi.
"Of course I have no objections. This is for everyone's benefit." An Meng stretched and said casually, "Besides, I don't really want to fight the forbidden faction. It's too much of a brain drain."
Laughter immediately filled the room.
Undeniably, the Taboo faction is indeed the magic faction that requires the most intelligence, while the Cult faction is the one that requires the least brainpower.