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The Queen's side has very few White Witches, less than ten!

Their main task was to defend, using a pale white magical barrier to block the magic attacking the crossbow formations.

Those crossbowmen were just ordinary people; if they couldn't block a single spell, seventeen or eighteen of them would die.

The fat man and his group also began to take action. Along with the black thorns, countless monsters from the Black Forest also appeared on the ground.

Snow White then waved her hand, releasing seven mutated and berserk giants from the mine behind her. Each of them wielded a different weapon and charged forward like collapsing mountains.

At first glance, Snow White seems to have a huge advantage!

But the Queen's advantage lay entirely with herself. She opened a small jar, and many fireflies flew out. She blew on the fireflies, and the flames suddenly surged, revealing a raging fire dragon that lunged at the approaching black thorns.

As for the seven "dwarfs," that's up to Zhao Hao and his team.

"What a lively fight! Let's add fuel to the fire! Why should the Blood Moon belong to the witch? We werewolves will never give up our sovereignty over the Blood Moon! Unleash the hounds! Ooh-woo~~~" Zhao Hao, in his true form, delivered a pep talk to a group of werewolves, and roared to the sky to boost morale.

William, the mutated blood monster that had been altered, was released and lured to the battlefield by bait.

William, a twisted monster with eight heads and a dozen claws, suddenly charged out. He was extremely ferocious and attacked any monster or demon bull he encountered.

This thing has extremely high psychic resistance; several dark witches cast spells, but it was like tickling them.

Despite having more than a dozen weapons stuck in his body, he still relentlessly attacked any living thing in front of him.

……

"Hey Ritian, what are you doing? Help me out!" the fat man shouted.

He had to jump to deliver a knee strike to a giant. But the giant, twisted and modified, had long since become immune to pain and injury, hacking away like a madman with its seven- or eight-meter-long pickaxe.

"Oh, oh, oh, coming, coming." Zhao Hao, who was just lazing around, quickly turned his attention to this side after hearing what the fat man said, and used magic and barriers to support the fat man.

The fat man cursed inwardly: This bastard is slacking off way too much today. He's even slacking off against me, he's not human!

The battle was fierce; the black witch in the sky would often scream and fall down, or turn into a huge fireball in mid-air.

Of course, the Queen's troops also suffered considerable losses; a quarter of the Demon Slayer Knights were killed or wounded, and part of the crossbow formation was destroyed.

As the fighting and death continued, the blood moon in the sky grew redder and redder, as if it were about to drip blood.

With the seven giants also entangled and in trouble, Snow White's situation worsened.

She said to the Enderman in a sweet voice, "My lord, please help me!"

The Enderman nodded after a second and silently walked out.

Zhao Hao naturally couldn't risk his life for her, but he still had to put on a show.

The shadows began to spread out widely, wreaking havoc on their opponents without causing death, occasionally taking down a few summoned creatures or monsters as a show of force. Their main purpose was to hold off Zhao Hao, Fatty, and their group. With their older brother absent, the Endermen were strong enough to keep them occupied.

The fat man was wary of the guy dressed all in black, but as the fight went on, something felt off. Was he practicing a set of moves?

Although the battle was intense and back-and-forth, with Fatty and Nanayasaki on the offensive, Zhao Hao supporting them, and Xiluo cheering them on, while the Endermen on the other side were attacking with wide, sweeping movements and flying shadows, it looked very lively and bustling, but there was actually no pressure at all!

It felt like two people who knew each other inside and out were rehearsing moves! And what about the opera performance on stage?

Just moments ago, Ritian was practically diving in the water, but now he was like a man possessed, throwing out all sorts of spells and barriers like they were free. The shadowy figure was equally adept at countering his moves, showing off his skills... like he was putting on a show for himself!

It has to be said that the fat guy is very smart.

Over there, Snow White and the Queen faced off, soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals.

The Queen had a significant advantage; she was stronger, a seasoned veteran, and possessed the Magic Mirror. Snow White could only barely manage. After a few spells, Snow White had already suffered considerable losses, while the Queen hadn't even left her golden chariot!

Queen: "Magic mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?"

A face appeared in the magic mirror, and it opened its mouth, saying, "It's Snow White! Snow White is prettier than you!"

Everyone: Is this magic mirror blind?

Actually, you can't blame the magic mirror, because it's a cursed spell.

Every time the magic mirror says Snow White is prettier than the Queen, Snow White loses some of her power.

In the reflection in the magic mirror, Snow White was indeed beautiful, her white skin glowing.

The magic mirror didn't speak; this was a high-definition Snow White!

With this curse, Snow White visibly darkened, her psychic energy level dropping. Snow White was furious! This was the same magic mirror that had caused her this before! And now it was happening again?

By this time, most of the Blackthorns had been burned, and the seven demon giants were entangled, with two of them falling to the ground.

The Endermen were only half-heartedly holding off a few of the enemy, nearly half of the Dark Witches were dead, and the monsters of the Dark Forest were no match for them. They were clearly on the verge of losing ground.

Looks like they've revealed their hand!

"Help! My prince~" she cried out, then, ignoring the ongoing battle, collapsed to the ground.

Was this a staged accident? Zhao Hao said he didn't understand.

Then, a crisp sound of horses' hooves came in an eerie way, as if striking everyone's heart. Most people on the battlefield couldn't help but change color, clutching their chests and turning pale.

"This is..." The Queen frowned slightly.

A white horseman in a gray-blue armor appeared, but his condition was... gray hair, a face as white as paper, a withered man and a skeleton, he was not a living person!

Behind him, the earth was a gray expanse, the grass and trees withered, the land devoid of life. Countless withered bones of the dead staggered and spread, while dark clouds churned in the sky, threatening to obscure the blood moon.

Queen: "Is it the prince of the dead kingdom?! This little brat actually seduced a dead man!"

This is Snow White's trump card: a bronze-level ally.

Of course, this came at a price, but she endured it. What else is there to risk now?

The prince with the dead head leaned down and kissed her passionately, "I've come, my princess!"

Holy crap, look at Snow White's expression, she can really hold back!

The Enderman then retreated to her side. "Your Highness, you should have said so sooner that you had such a powerful ally. That would have greatly increased our chances of winning!"

Mary, who had been slacking off the whole time, couldn't help but roll her eyes. Then she stole a glance at the dead prince and couldn't help but grin inwardly: What a huge sacrifice!

At this moment, the queen suddenly laughed disdainfully, "So this is your trump card!"

Suddenly a gunshot rang out, and before the sound could be heard, a specially made psionic bullet, about the thickness of a thumb, had already struck the unsuspecting prince of the Dead Kingdom.

Although several extraordinary items and spells on his person mitigated most of the damage, he was still sent flying, covered in dust and grime. His skeletal warhorse was blasted into a pile of bone fragments.

The next instant, WALL-E, who had been paddling for a long time, jumped up and roared, "For Mother Earth!"

He grew to seven or eight meters tall and six or seven meters wide. Two huge axes and hammers in his hands crackled with electricity. A thick layer of spiritual energy on his body dispelled all spells. The earth beneath his feet surged like ocean waves, or like his warhorse, which he could command at will!

"Earth Hammer!" The older brother unleashed his full power, the short-handled hammer carrying wind, thunder, and the force of the earth's gravity, like a fighter jet breaking the sound barrier, flying towards the Prince of the Dead Kingdom with a whoosh, also enveloping Snow White and the Endermen...

Although no one knew what Snow White's trump card was, the Queen was experienced and had already prepared a backup plan. When Wall-E saw the dead prince polluting the land, he was furious and attacked with deadly force.

The Queen's side has two veteran bronze-level players, giving them a significant advantage.

Unexpectedly, just one minute into the fight, before the dead prince could even avenge his wound, Enderman Zhao struck back and killed Snow White!

Everyone present was stunned, including the Queen, because she had never imagined that fate would be so dramatic.

Who is this person? He actually manipulated fate!

Although the Endermen didn't attack the Prince of the Dead Kingdom afterward, they were always watching him from behind, which was even more disgusting than if they had attacked directly.

The prince of the dead kingdom ended up failing to defeat the fox and getting himself into trouble... oh no, he got a taste of it.

He was severely injured in the end, and it took him more than 30 kilometers to escape. None of the skeletons, zombies, and death knights he brought with him managed to get away...

Werewolf: "Leader, shouldn't we go?"

Zhao Hao: "You go ahead, we're leaving!" With that, he led the werewolves away.

Werewolves: They're leaving already? A wolf howl really got our blood pumping.

Chapter 307 Queen, please have some self-respect!

The battle was over. The Black Witch's entire army was wiped out; practically none of them escaped.

Some tried to run but couldn't escape, and were swatted to pieces like flies. Others were simply insane and didn't want to live anymore, and were turned into hedgehogs by the Demon-Slaying Arrow.

If the dark witches had won this time, they would have had a way out. But now that they've lost, they'll only be increasingly corrupted by the dark magic, making life worse than death. Therefore, many dark witches have resorted to suicide attacks…

The beautiful White Queen sat down on her white elephant and golden chariot, but she lacked her usual dignified elegance and grandeur, and showed no joy of victory. Instead, she appeared somewhat lost and confused.

Logically, with Snow White killed, her greatest nemesis gone, her fate should have changed.

However, based on her own feelings and deductions, she discovered that things were not so simple.

Fate is currently in a superposition state of being about to change but not quite, having changed but not completely, and having both changed and not changed—is this Schrödinger's fate?!

Queen White had considered many possible outcomes, the worst being defeat and being killed by Snow White. In that case, there was nothing more to say.

Or perhaps, even though Snow White was defeated, her fate remained the same, only she was replaced by a different Snow White, such as a brown one or a black one.

However, the White Queen was not one to give up easily. She wouldn't shed a tear even when she was lying in her coffin. As long as she had a breath left, she would fight to the end. She would fight!

However, now that Snow White has been killed, fate has changed, but her own future still seems uncertain. This is somewhat unexpected!

What should we do now? Is fate truly beyond our control?!

However, the White Queen is the White Queen; even when she is confused or weak, it only lasts for a short while.

Change is a good thing.

At least for now, it's not the worst or second-worst outcome; it's just a matter of difficulty.

Come on, fate, let me see what you're really capable of! I've made up my mind today!

The Queen whispered in a dialogue of fate: You cannot withstand the storm.

The White Queen responded softly: I am the storm.

……

By this time, the Enderman had already left with his cheap partner, Shadowfist Mary. A black shadow rose from beneath his feet, and the two disappeared in the next second, beyond anyone's control. However, the White Queen had already obtained some crucial information.

"Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the most cunning of all?"

A blurry figure appeared on the magic mirror.

White Queen: You were able to block my magic mirror... I recognized you even though it was just a blurry figure.

"Magic mirror on the wall, who here is closely associated with that shadowy figure?"

Several blurry images appeared on the magic mirror.