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Each slash cut a crack in the plain.

The sky is an endless thunderstorm!

A battlefield created by a witch

Two girls of the same appearance fought, differing only in their clothes, one wearing a black snow-dyed gauze skirt, and the other a noble and prosperous white robe.

But now, their clothes are stained with blood to varying degrees.

It's not because the two sides are evenly matched in battle, it can be said that it is unilateral suppression, it's just that-

"There's no need to continue, the battle has been fought so far, you know, it doesn't make any sense at all!" The Pope waved his hand, and a white coffin with a clear surface was generated out of thin air, locking the witch who had not reacted in it, and the white coffin quickly began to shrink, squeezing-

However, feeling the same pain as the witch, the pain of being squeezed, the Pope also had to break up, and the point was stopped, which was also intended to remind the witch...... Now we are one and two souls, sharing damage, in other words, there is no victory or defeat in this battle.

"Do you know why there are always more female ghosts than male ghosts in the world?" and because of this moment's mercy, cracks appeared on the surface of the white coffin, and in the sky, a trace of blood was left on the surface of Alice's forehead that broke out of the coffin: "That's because a woman's grudge is engraved into the soul and is unreasonable." "The armistice proposal was rejected.

"Moreover, it's not meaningless, there is no enemy in the world that can't be defeated, the difference is just that you are too weak to beat...... Even if that enemy is himself. Alice wiped away the blood from the corners of her eyes, and the smile on her face remained unchanged: "If it were me, maybe there really would be no way at all, however, there is still a difference? For example, I am not a disgusting old man inside?"

For the first time in the "......", the Pope was so tired of such an unreasonable enemy...... But you also have to deal with it seriously.

The pain is mutual, and for this reason, a defensive barrier is set up, and the Pope heals the wound on his forehead with healing techniques...... Even though she has the strength of a witch, the knowledge in her mind and the fighting instinct in her body can't keep up. Just as an ordinary person has a Saiyan physique, but without combat experience, an ordinary person is still an ordinary person, and he will not change in the second or third stage.

"I've been fighting you for so long, and I've probably figured out how to deal with you. Three swords broke through the defense, and in an instant, he came to the Pope's face, and slashed down with a swing of his blade.

I didn't expect his defensive barrier to be so fragile, and the Pope, who had just healed his forehead, barely managed to dodge.

However, it still hurt some...... Bleeding began on the left cheek.

"For example, when someone slashes you in the body. Stopping the attack, Alice touched the unforeseen wound on her cheek and the blood that flowed, and smiled lightly: "Ordinary people will wail in pain, while warriors with strong psychological qualities will not snort." ”

"In battle, the difference between a mage and a warrior is also the same. The reason why martial artists are weak is because of the different endurance of psychological quality. Rather unconcerned, Alice slashed the branch in her hand, which was sharper than the blade, into the palm of her left hand...... In the palm of his hand, blood gushed out.

Alice's smile was still the same, but looking at the other side, also looking at the blood coming out of her palm, there was a faint cold sweat on the Pope's face.

"Just because I can't kill you physically doesn't mean I can't kill you mentally......" hurt each other in the real sense...... Alice bears the limit of their own pain, who will collapse first.

"Could it be—" The Pope thought of Alice's disobedience in battle.

"Why do you think I haven't treated myself until now?" Aware of this fact, Alice began to attack and not defend a few minutes ago...... Unlike the Pope's headache, the person concerned is not afraid of changing injuries at all!

"And, after testing, the injuries I inflicted on you, and the pain you have fed back to me, are about ninety-eight percent...... It seems that you are not completely one with me either. "Alice has been calculating this thing for the battle just now.

"In this way, it is much simpler, originally I was worried that you would end up dying to save face and play self-destructing...... I don't want to bury a dead old man. "It's just the remaining two percent, and that's enough to survive...... Probably, right?

Even Alice still doesn't know what the remaining two percent of her soul means.

After seeing Alice's actions, thinking of something unpleasant, the Pope raised his head, his face was a little unpleasant and ...... Ugly: "You won't, you won't-"

"I don't know how much you can handle, old man...... I'm still pretty confident in myself. At this moment, the witch smiled slightly.

The fingertips were filled with dark energy, and in a rather classic gesture of shooting suicide, the silver-haired girl raised her hand, pointed her fingertips at her temple, and fired a 'gun'!

This moment-

Whether it's the Pope, or Alice...... The two of them lost consciousness and fell from the sky.

Fell to the ground.

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"Before the battle, it seems that because of the setting of one body and two souls, you thought that I would not fight you seriously, so ...... You didn't make that god and demon enchantment anymore?" When the Pope regained consciousness and woke up, he had been trampled under Alice's feet at some point.

What the witch was saying was not clear to the Pope, because at this time his brain was still in the after-effects of the pain of the destruction of the sun's ** part...... But on the other hand, Alice's brain state at this time is also the same.

"First of all, thank you for taking my revenge so lightly...... Then, then it's time to hurt. Without mercy, the witch plunged the reinforced branch in her hand into the Pope's heart...... The pain of being pierced through the heart caused a large amount of blood to begin to spill from the corners of the Pope's mouth.

However, because of the healing technique, the Pope is not dead for the time being...... No, no, under normal circumstances, at this level, the witch can't die!

"What a pleasure, look at your pain...... It's also strange to say, it's my face that is used, why do I have such thoughts? Keeping a tree branch in his heart, the weakened Pope could only watch as Alice grabbed a few small sticks of grass from the ground...... Strengthened by magic, these grasses are now equivalent to the sharpest scalpels.

"Maybe this is the legendary self-attack?" quipped the witch with a blood-colored smile on the corner of her mouth.

No fear, no anger, no panic~~

Guessing at what was going to happen, the Pope smiled from the bottom of his heart. My heart was surprisingly calm.

"Hmm......" The witch who was about to play with human body cutting was stunned.

"Sure enough...... When people are old, their brains are not flexible, and as a person in power, I am really naïve. Forgetting the pain, the Pope looked away from Alice's body and into the serene sky. "Perhaps, this is my blasphemous punishment...... The witch is really an existence that should not be provoked...... Ahem......"

"It's useless to beg for mercy. Seeing this, Alice was not in a hurry, so she sat on 'herself' and said with a smile.

"Ah, I know. Maintaining this half-dead appearance, the Pope's pupils began to dilate: "Maybe it's really as you expected, I can only use the means of soul self-explosion, so that you won't have a good time...... Doesn't you seem to be worried?"

"Please. Putting down the grass in her hand, the witch with a smile on her face.

Alice really doesn't mind the backlash against herself or something...... The original intention was to let you die, and it was best for you to kill yourself.

Sympathy between enemies?

What is that?

"Women are terrible creatures~~" I don't want to endure endless torture, and I am forced to commit suicide in battle. What is not one's own is not one's own after all...... Knowing that he would not survive, the Pope closed his eyes regretfully.

"You understand too late. At this moment, the witch laughed heartily.