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She stepped forward, gave the two of them a polite hug, and then offered a congratulatory smile.
"We and all the great ones long to see you become stars in the sky."
The witch's starry sky is both illusory and real. It is because of the silent contributions of countless great witches that the witch civilization is so prosperous today.
They are like the bright stars in the night sky, shining down on people on earth who look up at the future.
“I…” Jiang Kehan opened her mouth, about to speak, when she saw Gu Qingci shake his head slightly and glance at his terminal with a teasing look.
"Oh dear, it's time for me to go back to the arena and be the host."
"Otherwise, Boss Wu will dock my pay." Gu Qingci shrugged, snapped his fingers nonchalantly, and disappeared from their sight.
Jiang Kehan felt that she couldn't say what was on her mind, and she couldn't take it back either; she felt extremely uncomfortable.
She couldn't help but complain: Gu Qingci, couldn't you let me finish?!
However, Jiang Kehan looked down at the books in her arms, carefully touching the pages, and a smile returned to her face.
She seems to have found her goal for the next period of time.
Jiang Kehan carefully put the books back into her personal space, as if talking to herself.
"I also want to become a person as strong as her, just like her selflessness."
"I want to be like that!"
This is the kind of person who can change reality for the sake of their ideals.
Jiang Kehan felt her hands and feet getting hot. The poison was raging and laughing, as if it were shouting at her.
The path of evolution that began with the witch has only just begun; how can we be content with this?
Fight on, learn on, turn everything into nourishment, greedily advance, until the eternity of the world.
"What's wrong?" Li Hui patted Jiang Kehan's shoulder curiously. It was the first time she had seen Jiang Kehan so relaxed, and she was genuinely suppressing her excitement.
Only Jiang Kehan and Wu Yuhan knew what had happened due to Gu Qingci's magic.
"It's nothing," Jiang Kehan hummed lightly, her smile radiant. "By the way, has Solita already taken the field?"
She glanced at the emblem of destiny tumbling in mid-air, somewhat surprised.
"Yes, the competition started while you and Wu Yuhan were spacing out."
Li Hui hesitated for a moment and pointed to the sky, at which point Jiang Kehan saw the details of the duel.
"Environment Extraction: Undead Remains!"
"The two sides facing off: Solita (alternate member) vs. Wei Yu (alternate member)!"
"The winner will receive 3 points. Both players, please enter the arena and submit your destiny badges!"
Jiang Kehan gasped and said, "It's only 3 points?"
If the opposing team sends out their full-strength members, they can only get 2 points in this match, and then they can win directly.
The decision to field Solitaire may have been a gamble.
After all, the other side is the one that is truly at a disadvantage.
“It seems that Yun Yuexi made the decision. They are ultimately better at gambling than we are.” Li Hui paused for a moment before looking at Solita in the dueling arena and speaking.
"However... that's not important, after all, we're planning to train our troops."
"The problem still lies with Solita herself. She seems to be good at fighting, but doesn't like fighting."
Jiang Kehan's expression gradually became serious.
How strong is Solita's fighting instinct?
Jiang Kehan asked herself honestly, and she was definitely stronger than him, after all, the other party had been trapped in an endless cycle of reincarnation and fought countless times.
Even if it's just simple stomping of weaker opponents, this accumulation is enough to make Solita a true master of combat.
But does Solita enjoy fighting?
Jiang Kehan forced a smile, but couldn't manage it.
She then realized that for Solita, fighting was merely a means of survival and catharsis; she didn't hate it, but she certainly wouldn't like it either.
The other party is still trapped in the past before becoming a witch, and unlike Li Hui.
Solita had long been accustomed to the suffering of the past, which is why she valued Jiang Kehan, who had redeemed her, so much.
She was actually surprisingly cold-hearted, caring only about herself.
……
In the dueling arena, Solita coldly drew her katana, and Gluttony, who had been in her arms, jumped off, his exaggerated smile gone.
The surrounding environment was somewhat chilly, but to Solita it was just a gentle breeze.
And those piercing wails were a constant reminder to her that this was her territory.
Solita ground his feet hard, scraping away the black, sticky "soil" to reveal the pale bones beneath.
"Is this actually on top of a giant corpse?"
Solita whispered, scanning her surroundings, having already discerned the truth of the matter before her enemies.
Just like the Rotten Vale in Monster Hunter, which is built on the skeleton of the Serpent King Dragon, the arena beneath her feet is a "whale fall" after the death of a true Rank 4 dragon.
No… Solita felt the joy of her own magic, as well as the resentment hidden in the bones, and gradually a ridiculous and tyrannical smile appeared on her face.
"It's actually a young pure-blooded dragon that died between level 3 and level 4?"
"Then let me see if your pent-up resentment can unleash its fury once more."
Solita's gaze sharpened, and she plunged the katana in her hand deep into the white bones on the ground. The wails of the surrounding dead were devoured by her, becoming part of the banza's magic.
Although the magic of these miscellaneous creatures cannot be used as a source of energy for spells, it is more than enough to awaken the resentment within the bones.
Death energy surged from beneath her feet, transforming into a rampaging tornado that displayed absolute power.
"Gluttony, continue to devour the surrounding resentment and undead to provide me with magic!"
Solita's face turned pale. She let out a low growl and urged Gluttony to resume its gluttony.
Even the resentment of a level 4 dragon that died during its transformation process is not something a normal little witch can influence.
A level 3 dragon means it can alter the weather in a small area and brutally erase all traces.
A level 4 dragon, on the other hand, is qualified to challenge weak nature gods and soar into the sky without restraint.
Generally speaking, only witches who are more than 6 months old and have reached adulthood can fight such a behemoth.
But Solita herself is a witch who emerged from countless resentments and wails, and Gluttony is the embodiment of the world.
Gluttony let out a deafening, cruel roar and restored its enormous body, which was tens of meters long.
Although limited by Solita's magic, this body is a perfect target for other little witches, but it's perfect for feeding!
The gluttonous beast's monstrous maw, which occupied half of its body, was already biting down on the bones, making a crunching sound!
Chapter 268 The Messenger of Death
"He's practically the embodiment of calamity." Looking at the exaggerated scene in the dueling arena, Ariel felt for the first time that talent was just so unreasonable.
"She only recently became a witch, right?"
Jiang Kehan looked at the battle arena, riddled with holes. This was the worst destruction it had ever suffered. Gluttony was like a green worm in an apple, easily turning it into ruins.
The most outrageous thing was the deathly aura that spread around Solita, causing the surrounding air to be covered with fine "black blood," corroding everything.
"Hmm..." Jiang Kehan was a little unsure how to answer.
Although Solita didn't care about others revealing her past suffering, she couldn't say she liked it either.
However, she did know that Solita was very talented, which could be seen from the fact that Solita received a transformation witch subsidy.
“Like a messenger of death.” Jiang Kehan’s voice was very soft. She suddenly wanted to see the most authentic Solita after she became a witch.
And Solita in the dueling arena did not disappoint her.
The pitch-black death energy transformed into eyeless crows, cawing joyfully amidst the black blood, yet their gaping mouths uttered no sound, only a despair that would bring tears to one's eyes.
Two streams of black blood flowed from the corners of Solita's eyes. She remained silent, like the only queen in this calamity.
But under the devouring power of gluttony and greed, her "dragon" was finally awakened.
Solita whispered, “Magic Weave - Death Call.”
The long-dead dragon, now inhabited by magic and fueled by resentment, rises menacingly from the abyss!
Its reflective black scales resembled obsidian freshly washed by lava, and its body resembled a four-clawed Eastern dragon, but with only one eye and one horn, and an aura of blackness emanating from it, signifying an ominous presence.
Although it is no longer as powerful as it once was, and it still needs to exhaust Solita's magic to maintain itself, it is also more ferocious and no longer restrained!
However, with the appearance of the Demon Dragon, Gluttony was put to rest.
It transformed into a puddle of water and flowed into the shadow of Solita.
"Thank you for your hard work." Solita drew his katana and said to the shadow.
It is not easy to use the properties of gluttony to convert matter into inferior magic, and the main burden must be borne by gluttony alone, which cannot be sustained for a long time.
Binge eating, however, greedily conveys the message: I'm full, I want more next time!
Solita smiled, and the dragon coiled before her bowed its head, as if inviting her to step aboard.
As she walked up, she gazed at the snow on the other side. Wei Yu looked like an angel walking in the snow, his pure white pupils staring fearlessly at her.
"No wonder she didn't stop me, so she's a turret witch like Kehan?"
The deathly aura surrounding Solita suddenly contracted, transforming into her robe and providing her with additional protection to ensure she had enough strength for hand-to-hand combat even without magic.
"Now that we've converted all our magic into combat power, let's see who truly reigns supreme in this duel."
Solita, looking somewhat tired, propped her cheek up with her hand and actually yawned.
For her, the battle was just a mission, and she didn't have much expectation of victory or defeat. The only thing that drove her to the battlefield was Jiang Kehan.
……
Gu Qingci frowned, a rare occurrence for her, and even rubbed her eyes.
She couldn't help but wonder: Why on earth did this bastard participate in the witch's duel?
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