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The most classic example is the battle between Sherlock Mikkelsen and Eva, the Dragon Queen.
Occasionally, depending on the war situation, they would try to lure the enemy into a more critical battle zone, and then use a spell to completely wipe out everything inside.
This is almost fatal, as is the case in some places where the names of most war zones have been changed.
Currently, the one who uses this tactic the most is Sherlock Mikkelsen, who has the greater strength.
Therefore, the fact that the Witch, who is halfway to the end, can freely inspect the battlefield is enough to show that the Sun Never Sets is almost dead in this war zone.
Jiang Kehan quickened her movements, but trying to escape from the other half-step end was pure fantasy.
She's not a witch like Liang Hua who has innate stealth abilities, and unless one's cultivation level is overwhelmingly superior, stealth is just empty talk.
Witches have an extremely high level of awareness and sensitivity to magic.
And you seem to be trying to sneak using magic-consuming spells?
You can fool other creatures, but you think you can fool a witch? Sister, how much did you drink yesterday to be able to tell such a joke?
It's hilarious.
Fortunately, the lingering magical aftershocks in this war zone can interfere with the witch's senses to some extent.
Although it was still impossible to avoid being discovered, at least it gave Jiang Kehan time to hide Eve.
That's enough.
But when Jiang Kehan put Eve down, the other person gripped her wrist tightly and spoke softly with her eyes closed.
"Even though I don't know who you are, can we really go home?"
"Leave me a spell scroll to be activated. If... if you fail, I can still quietly embrace death."
"Sorry to disappoint you."
Disappointed?
Jiang Kehan smiled.
"No, you did a great job, it's just that I didn't do a good enough job."
"We will definitely go home, sisters."
"I promise you."
These words were conveyed to the outside world for the first time through Angela's public appearance on screen, reaching the ears of the Witch of the Never-Setting Sun.
Chapter 511 Kindness is the bottom line, not indulgence.
Jiang Kehan left a scroll and placed it in Eve's palm.
But instead of turning around immediately, she leaned down and whispered in the other person's ear.
“I’m giving you the scroll not because I’m as afraid as you are, but because I know you need it, that’s all.”
"Sister, I will bring victory, shut your heart up with the facts, and then..."
"Once I get home, I'll take my revenge—my revenge on my enemies!"
"But I hope you won't end up like that witch who tortures you with forbidden factions, looking like a beast."
The magical styles that witches excel at are mostly related to their own nature.
For example, those who excel in forbidden sects may have a somewhat violent streak, but that doesn't mean they can't control it.
Even Angela, who is constantly criticized for her questionable character, has never actually done anything like that. She is always decisive and doesn't inflict too much pain on her enemies.
As for the torment, well...
She's better at using unconventional tactics to torment her teammates' spirits.
But there are also witches with wicked intentions, and their numbers may be greater than imagined—war is not just about destroying the losers, but also about tormenting the spirit and bottom line of every witch.
Jiang Kehan couldn't expect the witch to hold onto her principles in the endless war, even if it was just a simulation.
That's as far-fetched as telling players in a game not to call their mothers!
But she also hoped that, at least in the final moment, both sides could cleanly and decisively bring each other to their deaths, preserving a last shred of mercy.
Not for any other reason, but simply because she wanted to.
Therefore, Jiang Kehan will change all of this, starting from the smallest things and eventually sweeping through every simulated war from now on.
She has always been so "naive".
Eve's mouth gaped open; she still couldn't open her eyes, but she gripped the scroll tightly in her hand and nodded fiercely for some unknown reason.
It was as if I had grasped the light, and my desolate heart began to feel moist.
The future no longer seems to hold any fear, and anger is rising again.
A fake war can bring real despair, but can genuine goodwill change all that?
Eve didn't know, but at this moment, she was willing to try, because someone had saved her with such kindness.
After all, she is the remarkable Yves! The famous Yves!
How can we succumb to the despicable evil within our own hearts?
How could I possibly disappoint someone so dazzling before me?
But Jiang Kehan paid no attention to any of this. She just kept moving forward, raising her sword, ready to kill her enemy.
She doesn't have many opportunities; almost every time they exchange blows, both sides can predict each other's strength, so hiding her true abilities is pointless.
A swift and decisive strike is the best course of action.
For Jiang Kehan, this meant that she needed to kill her opponent completely and cleanly in the second move.
is it hard?
Maybe so, how will we know if we don't try?
Jiang Kehan smiled as she looked at the witch who had entered her domain.
"Although I don't know your name, but..."
"Would you be so kind as to die, you witch of Fran?"
The aurora suddenly turned into a hurricane, scattering white snow like defeated willow catkins, leaving space for Jiang Kehan who had just passed by.
The Farron witch on the other side only then realized what was happening, barely managing to pick up her staff and instinctively block the white light in front of her.
boom! ! !
What kind of power is that?
The Flandre Witch opened her eyes wide, feeling as if her internal organs were wailing. The magical objects and tools that could block death and resist harm were shattering like rain.
To add a footnote to this place.
"It seems you're a bit weak."
Jiang Kehan tilted her head, then suddenly realized.
"No, so I'm already this strong?"
So powerful that she could easily crush the witch who brought despair to Eve.
Oh no, I've encountered a ghost!
The Farron Witch was stunned. With her last bit of strength, she grabbed her terminal, intending to crush it and call for backup.
It has to be said that this design is quite ingenious; if the other side accidentally breaks it, it actually helps them.
Only by gaining the upper hand on the battlefield can one so extravagantly disregard the manpower costs associated with such a design.
In any case, as far as Jiang Kehan knew, the way the British called for support was more backward and rigorous, mainly to avoid the enemy picking it up and setting traps.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
Jiang Kehan held the head of the French witch, neither deliberately torturing her nor showing her mercy, but only saying this as her life was about to end.
"Please pay more attention to your subordinates."
"Although I don't know much about you French people, I do know Eva and the Dragon Princess."
"I believe they will be disappointed to see you so indulgent towards the witches in your hands who are skilled in forbidden arts."
Finally, Jiang Kehan paused, giving the other person a disdainful look, as if to say something.
You see, even though I know about your sins, I have never become like you.
So be ashamed, and repent with this lingering sense of bewilderment!
"It was not war that conquered the witch, but we who chose war."
"But you chose to bow to war and shove the poison called despair into the hands of other witches."
"Ha, I think this is the reason why the end has abandoned you."
While torturing the other person is not an option, Jiang Kehan never said she wouldn't kill someone by destroying their spirit.
Her kindness was never about ignoring or condoning certain things.
If you make a mistake, please pay the price.
The witch of Fran stared at the masked man with her slightly reddened eyes. Before she died, all her previous condemnations and curses melted away like snow.
Only a slight, insignificant wavering remained.
Was she really wrong?
She didn't know, because there was nothing in the war that she could call correct for reference.
But in a daze, she seemed to see Eve swaying as she got up behind the other person, and the determination and contempt in the other person's eyes.
It was as if I had seen a long-overlooked truth slowly rising.
Finally, she let out a soft sigh, released her grip on the terminal, and stepped into death.
I felt a sense of ease, something I hadn't felt in a long time, even though this ease was born because of my enemy.
Perhaps, this is not bad.
The departing figures of Jiang Kehan and Eve were like pebbles sinking into a pond; though slight, they created ripples that continued to spread among the witches watching the scene.
Angela watched the two figures gradually disappear, put down her teacup, and spoke to Nova as if showing off.