Then, the seduction and excitement technique starts.

"Stay alive."

With her mask half-opened, she said this seriously to Sharon in her hand.

In her hands, the witch hunter, whose consciousness was about to fall into darkness again, looked at the beauty in front of her that was too beautiful to be described in words, and her eyes suddenly widened.

Then, her eyes burned with a burning desire to survive.

Why die? I can't die. I haven't seen enough of such beauties. I'm not willing to die. I have to live...

Yes, I cannot throw away this head that has witnessed the most incredible sights in this world. I don’t want any other heads.

Where is my body? Quick, take me back. I don’t want to die, I want to live.

Quick, use all means to snatch me back. I want to keep this head for the rest of my life.

The last dying consciousness of the Hunting Witch forced herself to cheer up, and she began to summon her body frantically.

Not far away, Miss Dullahan was originally waiting for the arena to treat her so that she could grow a new head. However, before the new head could grow, she had already received instructions from her head.

So, the originally stiff Headless Horseman suddenly tightened her grip on the ice spear in her hand, and then she suddenly pointed the tip of the spear at her neck while everyone was looking at her in confusion, and then everything happened neatly.

A half-grown head fell to the ground.

Dorothy: "????"

This time it's the otaku witch's turn to be filled with questions.

No, is it so cruel? But the instruction I gave you is to live on. Why did you commit suicide?

She wondered a little whether her divine appearance had also lost some of its power.

But the next moment, her face turned solemn, and she no longer had the calmness she had before.

She hurriedly pulled down her mask again, then reached out and grasped the Fangtian Painted Halberd in her hand.

However, it was too late.

The law...

The roar of the war horses resounded throughout the arena, and the brilliant white horse swept through the wind and snow in the sky.

On the horseback, the headless knight was holding her body low, and in her hand, the ice and snow spear was undergoing transformation.

There is an unstoppable edge bursting out from the tip of the spear. It is the last resistance of those who have fallen into despair, the last hope of those who long for survival, and the final sprint launched by those who are unconscious following their instincts.

This is a last-ditch blow, and a blow that disowns all relatives.

Well, her head is gone, so she won’t be able to recognize her own mother when she comes. Well, no matter how much you talk to a headless body, people won’t understand her.

In short, if you rush, it will be over, and if you take action, it will be over.

The body without her head felt the rapid loss of life. She didn't have much time left. She had to wait to find her head before her life force was exhausted, and her head was now in front of her.

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then......

The war horse under its crotch felt its master's thoughts and speeded up again. It turned into a white light and blended into the wind and snow in the sky.

The cold wind howled by, and then, in the wind and snow, there was a clear sound of collision.

After the snowstorm subsided, the two witches turned their backs to each other on the snowfield.

The spear in the hand of the headless horseman riding on the white horse has been broken into pieces, but in her hand there is a head with wide eyes and a happy face.

The Dragon Witch on the ground looked at her empty hands in astonishment, then at the cat-cat staff that had been knocked back into the shape of a cat after its magic power was exhausted, and finally looked down at the long snow marks under her feet.

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Ah, here, the gun cannot be maintained, and the steps are retreating. This is a complete loss.

Oh my god, does the face of God give me such a strong desire to live?

The confused otaku witch now had a completely new understanding of the extent of her troubles.

Behind her, the Headless Horseman raised his head high and placed it on his neck again, and then the flesh sprouts grew, connecting the two together.

Later, with the support of her body, Sharon's consciousness gradually woke up again, and it was only now that the Hunting Witch realized what she had done.

However, the first thing that came to her mind was that half face that could not be described in words. Anyway, it was more beautiful than this boundless snowfield and the towering snow-capped mountains in her hometown.

At this moment, the heart of the witch hunter, who had been single for many years, was beating like a drum.

She thought she might be in love.
Chapter completed!