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How is this possible!
The Enchantress couldn't believe it. Just as she was giving it her all, Qi Xiaomian's separation technique was quietly nearing its end, and the Enchantress had yet to notice.
From the very beginning, Qi Xiaomian had been cunning, allowing all of the Magic Breath to gradually loosen, dulling her opponent's senses. When the opportunity arose, he gathered his strength and pulled.
By the time the Enchantress tried to remedy the situation, it was too late. The sudden depletion of her own Magic Breath left her in a panic as she crashed around aimlessly. In an instant, she was injured by her own Magic Breath, and her exterior visibly began to wither.
"You still have such tricks up your sleeve! Did he teach you that?!"
"Who is he? What are you talking about? These little tricks are all my own invention."
The Enchantress refused to believe him. "Huo Qi! Is this your backup plan? Even in death, you want to oppose me!"
"Huo Qi? The name of that demon clan elder?"
This was the first time Qi Xiaomian had heard of it.
The Enchantress ignored him completely, lost in her hatred. "Huo Qi! Can't you stand to see me do well? All my efforts have been ruined by you!"
Just as Qi Xiaomian planned to end things quickly, a furious roar erupted behind him, and a figure burst forth—it was the Silly Beast.
It had endured long enough.
After a moment's thought, Qi Xiaomian took a step back and let the Silly Beast handle the Enchantress, but he remained close by to protect it.
With just one punch, the Silly Beast deformed half of the Enchantress's face.
It seemed that only then did she realize her predicament. Seeing the suddenly appeared Silly Beast with bloodshot eyes made her smirk. "You beast, here to stir up trouble too!"
"Traitor! You killed him!"
"So you know now? After all this time, you've finally learned the truth. How does it feel?"
"Traitor! Traitor! You should die! Die!"
The Enchantress's expression changed in an instant. "You're the one who should die! If you hadn't shown up, Huo Qi wouldn't have favored you. I wouldn't have been jealous of you killing him, and none of this emotional turmoil would have happened!"
"Ha, what a laughable emotional turmoil. Indeed, I've already lost; I just didn't want to admit it."
"But I haven't truly lost yet. As long as I kill everyone around Qi Hao and bind him to my side, he will eventually love me."
After her furious shout, the Enchantress's eyes lit up with realization—she hadn't lost yet! As long as she killed them all, in the end, only she would remain victorious. Yes, kill them! Kill them! No one can stop me from finding My Lord! I haven't lost!
Suddenly reigniting her fighting spirit, she recklessly consumed all the life-infused pills she had refined, using their vitality to mend her internal wounds while secretly gathering strength.
Although there was little movement underground, the surface was already engulfed in a storm of yellow sand. The villages surrounding Dune had been buried beneath the sands, and the trees had withered in an instant.
Those who had not managed to escape were trapped in place, visibly aging before one's eyes.
Despite a few having protective talismans, when the Enchantress suddenly unleashed her power to drain life force, they were unable to reinforce their defenses in time and suffered significant losses of vitality.
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