"Xia Ming, you give me death!"

In the mental space where only Xia Ming and the Dominating Witch fought and trembled.

The witch's palm pierced through Xia Ming's heart, and her five fingers suddenly grabbed and forced, and she burst his heart with one punch.

Not to be outdone, Xia Ming's body stepped forward, allowing the witch's palm to penetrate further through his chest, piercing out from behind, wrapping his hands around her neck, twisting it hard, breaking and twisting this beautiful and slender neck on the spot.

The witch who had her neck broken continued to fight, and punched Xia Ming in the cheek again, eager to smash this handsome and charming face.

Xia Ming followed the idea that offense is defense, allowing her to punch her in the face and swing her elbow into the witch's chest, smashing her towering mountain peaks into a sunken basin, and then crushing her ribs and stabbing into her internal organs.

In less than half a second, the injuries of the two were completely recovered, and Xia Ming ruthlessly tore off the witch's limbs, and the witch cruelly dismantled him into eight pieces, and really divided it into eight pieces.

But soon, the injuries of the two quickly recovered, and they fought and scuffled together again.

In the world of consciousness, as long as your will is strong enough, as long as you think you are immortal, you will not really die.

The two of them are engaged in the most primitive and bloody hand-to-hand combat, fighting each other, mercilessly tearing each other's flesh and blood, breaking each other's bones, and flying each other's brains!

Every minute and every second, the attack of the two without leaving a bottom line will throw each other's flesh and blood everywhere, dyeing this space scarlet......

In fact, the battle between consciousness does not necessarily have to be presented in such hand-to-hand combat, but both of them have chosen this most violent and bloody combat method with each other.

This is not only venting, but also telling the other party with the purest violence and pain, you can't win me, you will definitely lose!

The two seem to be evenly matched for the time being, but that's because the dominant witch is being affected by various emotions such as anger, panic, insecurity, hatred, etc., she is just pure venting, losing her mind and attacking wildly, and her power is still scattered, not gathered in one place!

100 times, 1,000 times......

When the two of them fought for the thousandth time, the Witch of Domination began to gain the upper hand.

She pressed Xia Ming under her, punched him into pulp, and after he recovered, she slapped him vigorously and slapped him vigorously.

"You give me death, you give me death! You give me death!! ”

Xia Ming's will didn't seem to be as strong as hers, after she gathered the scattered forces together, after she burned them even more vigorously with her anger.

He gradually couldn't organize a powerful counterattack under her violent power, and could only be unilaterally pressed under her again and again and humiliated and beaten.

But it doesn't matter if she kills him a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand.

The body that he had turned into consciousness was crushed into flesh again and again, torn to pieces.

His small and weak will, but it just didn't collapse, it didn't collapse.

Every time she felt that the next time this damn man should be unbearable, he should choose to give up, I can take his soul, and use his filthy body to kill the woman out there who is lucky enough to take all her power.

But every time Xia Ming's will was broken up by her, he quickly reorganized and condensed, stood up again, looked at her with a smile, looked at her with pity, and started another round of fighting with her.

Why isn't he dead yet?

Why did he ...... Can you stand up again and again?

It's like in that stronghold a month ago, in the face of the sharp and terrifying attacks of countless psionics under her command, this man was wounded and bleeding again and again, but he stood up again and again, indomitable, as if he would never fall.

It's like ten years ago, on that cold laboratory operating table, being tortured and ravaged by Alice over and over again, but with a heart of revenge, she endured endless torture and never gave in...... The same as themselves.

But she was here to survive, to take revenge on Alice's woman, on this damn world!

And what about him?

Is he for the impostor, the nun who domesticated him by clever means?

Every time she thought of this, a deep resentment surged from the bottom of her heart, and it burned in her heart like a fire that was about to burn to the sky.

"Why aren't you dead yet! Why aren't you dead yet! ”

"You don't understand that you're being dominated by her! You're bewitched by her! You're one of her domesticated dogs! Still complacent here! I'm still here to be impressed! ”

"You garbage who can't recognize reality! The scum of the world immersed in self-moving should be killed for me! ”

"You're going to die for me!!"

The witch roared loudly as she smashed Xia Ming's body into a puddle of mud again.

However, in the blink of an eye, the complete Xia Ming consciousness appeared in front of her again, still looking at her with such a pitying look that made her angry.

Even though she was pressed under her again and punished by her with thousands of knives, she was still heroic and unyielding, and there was no wavering in her eyes.

[Unyielding Will (Passive): Your will will never give in, and you are immune to most psionic influences and attacks at the level of psychic charm. 】

Maybe Xia Ming's will is not as solid and strong as the dominant witch who has endured the most cruel and painful torture in the world, but as long as he does not admit defeat, does not admit defeat, and does not choose to give in.

Then he will never be defeated by the witch's will, and he will never be killed by her.

This is a fight, but also a war, a tragic war that will last for many years on the level of heart and will.

It depends on who of them can't support it first, and who chooses to give in first.

"Ah, I know, I know, it must be that the punishment I gave you is not enough, it must be that the pain I give you has not reached the limit."

The witch suddenly laughed sweetly, pinched Xia Ming's neck, and pressed his forehead against his forehead, eyes to eye.

"Now that we are two different personality consciousnesses in the same soul, and have the same and similar roots, then what the impostor could do before, I can do the same, right?"

She forcibly made a psychic connection with him, and injected all the memories and emotions of the past when she was locked in the laboratory and drained her soul by Alice, the third flame of the Tinder organization, for experiments.

It was the black past she didn't want to recall, and she couldn't talk about it the most.

Those truly inhuman torments that hurt the soul, the darkness and despair of the abyss with no end in sight......

It was a black hell where a really normal person only experienced that one ten-thousandth of them would collapse in an instant and despair.

"Come, let me see your strength, let me see if you are really qualified to be my opponent."

The Witch of Domination grinned, forcing the despair and pain into Xia Ming's mind like a violent flood that broke through the embankment, and she wanted to see the man falter and crumble beneath her.

She must have seen his look of hopelessness.

(End of chapter)