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"What are you really thinking, Keva Miller?" Jiang Kehan whispered in confusion, unable to understand the other party's attitude.
Ever since Jiang Kehan returned from the Underworld, Keva Miller's attitude has remained shrouded in mystery, and no one can fathom it.
This also made Jiang Kehan somewhat uneasy.
The resurrection of the witches who died in history has a hidden condition in addition to the price to pay: the resurrected witches must want to return to reality.
The resentment within the night-blooming jasmine cannot be revived, because they have already accepted their failure and believe that the future should not include them, these losers and sinners.
Unfortunately, historically, Keva Miller actually sought death on her own initiative, wanting to use her death to wash away the sins that had been placed upon the Witch of Farron.
From the perspective of the Witch Queen at the time, Fran, who instigated the civil war, was like a thorn stuck in the witch's belly, and he was bound to be dismembered into harmless parts.
It can no longer remain an empire.
With the Night-Blooming Jasmine vouching for him, and the confidence of the Witch King from outside the Time Gate, even without Keva Miller's death, there was no need to bring up Fran's incriminating evidence again.
Especially the future great first seat, Shining Lilith, still belongs to Fran.
Keva Miller had no reason to commit suicide; she could have simply lived.
But... why is Jiang Kehan still uneasy?
She bit her lip lightly, exhaled the pent-up frustration in her chest, and said to the Great Witch, "I understand, thank you for your hard work."
“It’s nothing to be ashamed of.” The other person smiled and said with a hint of sarcasm, “It is my honor to serve such a renowned sage.”
Jiang Kehan was taken aback, only then remembering that she had a special title in France.
She smiled along, and after the other party opened the portal, she stepped into it without looking back. Only her grateful voice was carried by the wind to the Great Witch's ears.
Jiang Kehan said, "I will try my best to live up to this title."
This answer left the Great Witch somewhat amused and exasperated. She wanted to tell Jiang Kehan that, in fact, the title had already been accepted by all the Fran Witches from the moment she received it.
The title is not a responsibility, but a special mark for France to remember the past, to remember its contributions and honors.
But perhaps only the wind knows these things.
Riemann, this dazzling crystal city, has now fallen into darkness.
Keva Miller silently looked at the Night-Blooming Jasmine that appeared before her, her cold eyes showing no mercy. She slowly drew her pure white sword and spoke indifferently.
"I told you, the next time I see you, we'll be enemies."
Night Fragrance smiled, not caring about Keva Miller's attitude, but spoke with great interest.
"It would be my honor to be your enemy."
"But Keva Miller, do you still want to remain silent, continue to pretend to be blind, and ignore the inner desires of the other Farron Witches?"
As Ye Laixiang spoke, she suddenly coughed slightly and spat out a trail of dark blood.
She wiped her mouth nonchalantly, then opened her arms and gazed at Keva Miller, as if to prove something.
"You've heard it, haven't you? Those witches caught in the midst of war are screaming in their hearts all the time!"
They need you!!!
"Whether in the past or in the future, they need you to live, not to watch you stubbornly walk towards death."
"Keva Miller".
Why do the other three princes have their own titles, but Keva Miller does not?
Because Keva Miller's name is—Fran.
Fran gained honor and pride because of her, and deserved the respect of witches from other empires.
Even in the future, many witches who study history will willingly call her a saint.
It's worth noting that even Angela Terry's reputation among witches isn't great, and even the reputation of the Witch King has its flaws.
But Keva Miller's reputation is beyond question.
“I know…” Keva Miller’s voice was a little hoarse and tinged with indifference.
She looked down at the night-blooming jasmine and spoke softly.
"But I also know that I am the witch who was truly abandoned by history."
"Compared to Angela and Liang Hua, my upper limit is almost set, difficult to surpass, and I can't even reach the level of greatness you mentioned."
Unreasonable talent, the world's favor, is both a blessing and a constraint.
Keva Miller closed her eyes slightly, her sword pointing directly at the night-blooming jasmine!
"I am unwilling to gain power at the cost of replacing the world, leaving the witch to wander in a foreign land."
"I also do not wish to see the witch of Fran become intoxicated under my wings, indulging in a beauty that has never been real."
“I… am not perfect, even too selfish, you know, Night-Blooming Jasmine.”
"Fran doesn't need a god!!!"
"It's just a statue!!!"
Chapter 427 Master and Disciple Gazing at Each Other
Night-blooming Jasmine gazed quietly at Keva Miller; the other's cold tone did not sway her heart, but instead brought a smile to her face.
“This is the Keva Miller we should save, not some other witch with power.”
"But why do you think that as long as you're determined to die, I can't bring you back to life?"
Night Fragrance chuckled, revealing a rare gentle expression as she slowly closed her robe to conceal the scars on her body.
"The fact that I, and many, many witch spirits, chose this time to fulfill our wishes means that we are fully prepared."
“Your attitude is no longer important, Keva Miller.”
"What really matters now is our attitude!"
Night-blooming jasmine spoke decisively, her gaze like a blazing fire! With an indomitable spirit, she smiled.
The once bright sky instantly turned pitch black, with only the stars representing the Great Witch adorning it, like scattered white crystals, while the boundless vengeful spirits on the Night-Blooming Jasmine emitted black smoke.
Like a monstrous dragon soaring above the starry sky, it stretched out its body wantonly before slowly turning its gaze to Keva Miller, revealing a sinister smile.
"We, this group of lawless sinners, are the very same Fran witch you claim doesn't need you. Today, we'll prove it to you with our actions!"
“We need you, Keva Miller.”
Like a stubborn, dark emperor looking at a foolish jester with pity, the night-blooming jasmine and the black smoke on her body stared at Keva Miller.
Negotiation? Who would place their hopes on something so utterly hopeless?
No matter how much she admired Keva Miller, Ye Laixiang had no intention of listening to her; after all, her will was the truth.
It would be best if Keva Miller didn't resist. Even if she did, no matter how talented she was, this witch, whose strength had only reached the peak of the first stage of the Great Witch, would be no match for Zhu Zhi.
In the future, the Great Witch can only be considered to have the power to decide her own destiny. Let alone touching greatness, she can't even reach the true peak level.
After all, Walter Alice Sophia became the Witch Queen not because of her talent.
Rather, she broke through the limitations of the Great Witch, illuminating the path ahead for the witch, like the first stars in the sky.
Keva Miller frowned slightly, and without hesitation, she raised the pure white sword and used the hilt to strike at Night Fragrance.
Night Fragrance did not panic, but gently said, "Zhu Zhi, it's time for you to prove your worth."
In the distance, Zhu Zhi, enjoying her leisure time, casually tossed aside the popcorn in her hand, clapped her hands helplessly, and looked like she was in a bad mood.
"Oh dear, the boss is always ordering people around, but are you really that confident?"
She chuckled softly, her tone mocking, tinged with suppressed madness and scrutiny.
"With only this much power, I'm not sure I can complete the mission."
Ye Lai Xiang remained wary of this obviously strange "foreign aid," and the strength she used to untie the opponent was only slightly higher than that of Keva Miller.
It was around the beginning of the second phase of the Great Witch.
Zhu Zhi's words did not change her mind. She pondered for a moment, then spoke with a hint of coldness.
“This is not a transaction between us. You should carry out my orders, not try to bargain.”
Zhu Zhi yawned, glancing sideways at the heartless witch with a hint of helplessness.
Sigh, a one-woman show is really boring... Zhu Zhi really wanted to see what expression the other person would have when they suddenly realized that they couldn't actually control her power.
But for now, let's just obediently carry out their orders.
Only then did Zhu Zhi look up at Keva Miller. Her cold gaze reflected the other woman's imminent action of strangling Ye Lai Xiang, showing that Keva Miller was ultimately unwilling to kill her.
All I can say is that she truly lives up to her reputation as Keva Group 1 Linyin Fin (5) Jiu Shi Jiu VIII·Miller, Fran's Keva·Miller.
But none of this mattered to Zhu Zhi. After casually glancing at the other party, she figured out their strength, then smiled slightly and instantly appeared behind Keva Miller.
She casually put her hand on the other person's shoulder, while using her other hand to restrain Keva Miller's attack on Night Fragrance.
"Oh dear, I've run into a boss who doesn't understand people's hearts. I'll just have to make do with you for now, young lady."
After saying that, Zhu Zhi casually reached up and flicked the back of Keva Miller's head.
Keva Miller reacted quickly, unleashing a hurricane of magic as she tried to use the world's affection for her to escape while launching a counterattack.
but……
In that instant, what appeared in her eyes was not a listless, laughing girl, but an unfathomable darkness and a "laughter" powerful enough to tear everything apart.
"Oh?" Zhu Zhi felt the other person's gaze and suddenly paused, then seriously touched her chin as she watched Keva Miller faint.
“This girl’s talent is far superior to yours, boss. It seems she has the potential to reach my original level as well.”
Hearing her words, Ye Laixiang did not respond, but looked at her even more warily.
If Ye Laixiang's intuition is correct, the reason Zhu Zhi was able to so easily knock out Keva Miller was not because she was particularly powerful, but because she completely overwhelmed her on another level.
In the instant she was attacked, Keva Miller instinctively redefined the rules of her surroundings—a change imbued with the will of a witch, almost an ironclad law.
At the same time, she contacted the world, trying to change the fact that she was being attacked, and to make it seem that Zhu Zhi was being attacked by herself, which was a common practice of hers.
But the world did not respond to her, remaining strangely silent.
Zhu Zhi was not affected by the temporary rules. Instead, she casually flicked her wrist, condensing everything about Keva Miller into a single point, and stunned her opponent like a skilled butcher dissecting an ox.
This conveniently prevents Keva Miller from using resurrection to clear her own status.