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That's why she needed to throw her soul out.
Because her magic and flesh have been maintaining this stage, she is no longer able to support her own soul.
After all, Solita was ultimately just a bloodstained woman, not a true witch.
So the pitch-black behemoth that has grown to a hundred meters tall and is called Sin is actually just the only spell that the opponent can use.
This also means that even if Jiang Kehan killed evil a thousand times, it would be to no avail. The true form of Solita is lurking throughout the world, and it is no longer something she can deal with.
Moreover, the evil is not weak.
It is composed entirely of special energy and has no weaknesses whatsoever. Even if Jiang Kehan's attack can easily pierce half of its body, it can recover instantly.
Furthermore, it is quite offensive, capable of launching contamination attacks like cluster missiles, and is also adept at close combat.
Especially his head, which occupies a third of his body, has only eyes that look like black holes and a gaping mouth with bared canine teeth that exude an aura of despair.
This mouth gave Jiang Kehan a vague sense of threat; it was probably the real trump card of evil, and might even be related to the magical properties of Solita.
Jiang Kehan felt very frustrated. She felt like a puppet on strings, with everything around her restricting her movements and making it difficult for her to take advantage of being a cannon.
The whole world became her enemy.
"No, this is completely pointless." Jiang Kehan looked at the big mouth that was biting her, and casually gathered a meteorite and threw it at the other person.
At the same time, the other hand controlled the magic to grab the gem, and the ice marks spread in all directions, blocking the flesh and blood surging from the earth.
Double casting is one of the most valuable skills Jiang Kehan has learned in the past year.
This technique greatly enhances her magical power, but the downside is that casting different spells simultaneously affects her control over her magic, resulting in the spells she can cast at the same time being of a lower level than the highest level spells she can cast.
Jiang Kehan is already capable of using level 4 spells, but she only casts level 2-3 spells, which is enough to deal with Sin and Solita.
The meteorite, accompanied by a shockwave, pierced through the head of the evil creature. The dissipated black gas then returned to the creature, but it stopped its attack on Jiang Kehan.
It casually scraped away the meteorite like foam. When the dark arm touched the meteorite, it began to corrode and disappear, while simultaneously exploding in all directions with a crackling sound.
The fragments that had entered its body vanished without a trace, but this only excited it further, causing it to fight Jiang Kehan once more.
Jiang Kehan's magic was neutralized by the blood of Solita, which gathered from the sky and the ground, before it even touched the gem, leaving her somewhat helpless.
"Solitaire and evil can't defeat me, and I can't easily pull them out of the ground in pieces, but even a soul is of no use."
Jiang Kehan fell into deep thought, struggling against the combined attacks of Solita and evil while devising a countermeasure.
"Do we really have to give up...? We can only wait for the Great Witch to come and save her." Jiang Kehan was somewhat unwilling.
In her eyes, the fact that the other person was willing to show their wounds meant that they themselves wanted to be saved, but simply didn't believe in her.
Solita was not truly hurt physically, but rather her heart, which was riddled with wounds.
She no longer knew who to trust, and even in her desperate attempt to die, she no longer believed in herself.
“Trust…” Jiang Kehan seemed to have grasped something, her eyes sparkling.
On the other hand, although evil doesn't require any additional power to drive it, making it a true perpetual motion machine, the summoning of flesh and magic still put a lot of pressure on Solita.
She reappeared, raising the large sword and slashing at Jiang Kehan, while speaking.
"Kehan, aren't you going to give up? Either you obediently leave this world, or you become my puppet!"
As the blade fell, the deathly aura made Jiang Kehan feel uncomfortable on her exposed skin, as if she were being pricked by needles.
Jiang Kehan's gaze sharpened, and she pushed Solita away with an enhanced magical version of the Fire Resistance Ring, her eyes filled with caution.
The witch's own magical properties are a bit unreasonable; they can actually threaten her.
Indeed, no witch should be underestimated.
Jiang Kehan smacked her lips and spoke to Solita in a neither arrogant nor humble manner.
"Oh? But as far as I can tell, you're the one who's going to give out first, Solita."
"Why don't we sit down and talk?"
Solita chuckled, looking at Jiang Kehan with a melancholy gaze.
"There's nothing to talk about. Even if I die, I'll revive somewhere else. I can spend my whole life with you."
Neither of them could gain the upper hand, but in reality, Jiang Kehan was at a greater disadvantage.
Unlike Solita, she doesn't have much time to spare; she still has to go to school.
"But can you run away forever?" Jiang Kehan hid her worries and asked casually.
“You are the one who is truly at a disadvantage, Solita.”
In response, Solita launched an increasingly fierce attack. Solita looked more and more frail than the 2nd Division of the Bass, but her movements in wielding her greatsword did not slow down at all.
Jiang Kehan resisted the combined attack of evil and evil, but her mind became increasingly clear.
I need time and to understand Solita better; it's not time to give up yet.
Jiang Kehan made up her mind, a certain determination forming in her eyes.
She probed Solita, "Or are you unwilling to admit your failure?"
Solita slowed down, distanced herself from Jiang Kehan, and squinted.
"That's right, what can you do to me?"
She was annoyed by Jiang Kehan's sudden clinginess; the other party's kindness was undisguised, and she even said that they were the same kind of people.
But why are you only showing up now? Don't you think it's too late?
Solita was unwilling to be changed by the other party's cheap kindness, as that would only make her feel like a little dog with a bone in its mouth, or even... possibly be abandoned again.
Yes, she wasn't afraid of being discriminated against or treated like a pet; she was simply resisting the panic brought on by her unease.
In particular, Jiang Kehan's keen perception made her increasingly uneasy, and she even spoke less.
Jiang Kehan took a deep breath as she looked at the other person's somber expression.
"I know you don't trust me, but don't you like acting? How about we do another one?"
"What kind of trouble are you trying to cause..." Solita frowned slightly, casually waved her hand, and the evil obediently stopped, and the place temporarily returned to normal.
"What do you want to do?" Solita raised his broadsword, squinting as he sized up his opponent.
Jiang Kehan was trying to cheer herself up. Her decision to accept the offer was a gamble, but it was the only way she could think of to save the other party.
Moreover, she was quite certain that she was willing to give it a try.
"Then let's have a cycle of amnesia, let's become one of them, and see what happens."
Jiang Kehan stared intently at Solita, dispelling the protective spells around her.
"Since you're unwilling to believe me, let your actions prove that the world still holds hope for you, or rather..."
You deserve to be cherished too.
Jiang Kehan's eyes were sincere, and her tone was earnest as she spoke her last words.
"Trust yourself one more time, Solita."
Chapter 113 The Paranoid Solita, and the Even More Paranoid Jiang Kehan
Solita chuckled, as if amused by Jiang Kehan, and looked down at her as she spoke, her tone filled with deep disdain.
"Ridiculous, why should I agree to that?"
Do you think you're so important? You're just a spectator, what right do you have to judge my past?
I need neither pity nor mercy.
With barely suppressed madness, Solita sat down behind her, and instantly, the flesh and blood of the earth transformed into spiraling tentacles, outlining her chair.
She tossed the long sword aside and simply propped her chin on her hand, watching to see what kind of trouble Jiang Kehan was up to.
"However, I'm still willing to hear what you're planning, after all... I'm getting a little bored."
As if echoing her statement, the ground suddenly began to tremble, and one by one, dim, black-smoking skeletons reached out their hands, creaking and groaning, creating a seemingly noisy deathly silence.
They climbed, roared, and, filled with intense desire, unleashed their fury upon everything in the world.
Until, evil glanced at them lightly, like a sudden winter chill, the skeletons stiffened, slowly turned their heads, and stared at Jiang Kehan.
It was as if she was being questioned: What are you trying to prove? Are you trying to prove some kind of belated concern?
Looking at these skeletons, Jiang Kehan felt as if she were seeing the scars of the other person's past, which made her heart ache.
She looked up and stared intently at Solita, undisturbed by these things.
I don't think I have enough kindness to help everyone who is going through difficulties.
But, in front of me, when someone tries to hide their vulnerability with scars, I can no longer deceive myself and turn a blind eye, especially when that person is a witch, a... witch in transformation.
Jiang Kehan felt as if she were seeing a version of herself who had not received help. She accepted the umbrellas offered by the other witches and would pass them on to them.
Moreover, her plans were never dangerous, only a gamble with herself.
"What would the story be like if I existed in this world in the very beginning?"
Solita thought Jiang Kehan was going to say something profound, but she didn't expect her to say something so childish, which made her lower her head.
I know you're a good person, but there are no "what ifs," and there won't be any.
"Ha, just daydreaming."
She stood up again, picked up the large knife, and pointed the tip at Jiang Kehan.
"Since you're so incapable of expressing yourself verbally, let's end this 'fate' in a fight! Come on!"
Kill me, so I can die in peace!
Solita had never been so delighted. She could feel an intense threat from Jiang Kehan, a threat she had never experienced before, a threat that made her feel she might die.
This makes her now completely content.
Then, the evil behind her rose again, casually grabbed a handful of withered bones from the ground and stuffed them into its mouth, its black, hole-like eyes gathering a strange light.
Black with vibrant colors.
The evil seemed to burp, and a jet-black roar, over ten meters wide, attacked Jiang Kehan.
"Let me see if you're just as childish in every other way besides your mouth!"
Solita is obsessed with death; she can't wait to see the world and herself fall into the abyss of destruction.