Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

To the Witch King's surprise, Qi Yan did not sing, but instead solemnly chanted a spell that made people cringe.

However, after Qi Yan finished chanting and got into position, the Witch King did not make a move.

Even the White Queen, who caught up from behind, was somewhat dumbfounded.

"Why aren't you moving?" Qi Yan turned his head and questioned, "Is this not a good match for you?"

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"...Why don't you just kill me?" The Witch King's voice trembled, even sounding like he was about to cry. "I am the Witch King, the number one sorcerer under the gods of this land, a legendary warlock whose story is recorded in history."

I have a reputation to uphold too, okay?!

The White Queen, who was standing not far away, stopped in her tracks, her eyes filled with pity and a hint of barely perceptible relief.

It's embarrassing when only one person is embarrassed, but it's completely different when someone is with them.

Qi Yan, however, was in a bit of a dilemma.

If we don't let him create something interesting, what's the point of his life?

"Really not cooperating?"

"I'd rather die!"

"Then what do you suggest we do?" Qi Yan asked helplessly. "I don't know the incantations you like to chant."

"How about I relinquish control of your body and let you experience my fully-equipped account?"

The Witch King was utterly shocked: "How dare you do this... Yes, in front of the two of you, I have no room for tricks."

The White Queen stood not far away, silently accumulating her Originium Arts, choosing not to intervene when the two were arguing.

Unlike Qi Yan, she felt she should maintain the demeanor of a strong person.

In front of her, Qi Yan and the Witch King exchanged a glance, then Qi Yan closed his eyes and chuckled:

"Remember not to hit her face. It would be such a shame to ruin such a beautiful face."

"Hmph, don't let these appearances cloud your judgment during battle!"

The Witch King gave a soft snort, and his phantom image directly attached itself to Qi Yan.

The next second, the body he had taken over reopened its eyes. The red halo around the golden pupils in its eyes became even more intense, as if scarlet blood was surging within them.

A sharp shriek suddenly erupted from the Witch King's mouth.

In an instant, all the buildings within dozens of meters of him turned to ashes, and the red mist in Viseheim City went completely berserk, surging towards the White Queen and attempting to erode her body.

The White Queen decisively released her accumulated Originium Arts, transforming them into a barrier to neutralize the Witch King's attack, and then made a backhand grasping motion.

In an instant, all the voices within Viseheim found their leader and submitted to the White Queen's command, launching an attack on the Witch King.

Even the sounds created by the Witch King were taken over by the White Queen!

A hint of surprise flashed in the Witch King's eyes:

"I never imagined that you would grow to such a level over the years, little girl, your talent is terrifying."

Unfortunately, I have already seen today someone whose talent and potential far surpass yours.

The White Queen placed her finger on her rosy lips and issued a command.

The Witch King shuddered, and the moment the White Queen spoke, all sound vanished from his ears.

But the Witch King knew in his heart that the voice had not really disappeared, but rather that it had been excluded by the White Queen.

"it's useless."

The Witch King spoke again.

His voice came directly into the White Queen's heart: "The true voice comes from the depths of the soul, from your understanding of me."

The White Queen's expression darkened, and she decisively transformed all the voices under her command into an attack, blasting them towards the Witch King.

At the same time, the voice of the soul released from the depths of her heart erupted.

Both of them let out a muffled groan, as if their bodies had been slashed by countless sharp blades, leaving behind hideous wounds from which blood spurted out.

The White Queen paid no attention to her wounds, wiped away the blood from the corner of her mouth, and smiled:

“Witch King, you have become weaker, or rather, I have become stronger.”

"you sure?"

The Witch King spread his arms wide, his smile twisted in a grimace: "Have you forgotten whose body I am currently in?"

The White Queen's expression froze instantly.

Under her gaze, the wounds on the Witch King's body writhed and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Tsk, Qi Yan's Originium Arts." The White Queen's expression was somewhat unpleasant.

However, she did not complain about it. She raised her hand again and used the sound within the Viseheim range to trap the Witch King.

The Witch King waved his staff, silencing the sounds before him, but new sounds immediately poured into the gap.

"It's no use. You'll eventually run out of energy if you keep going like this."

The Witch King launched his offensive at a leisurely pace, thoroughly enjoying the process of returning to his peak and slowly crushing his former enemies.

The White Queen's lips curled into a slight smile:

"You remain arrogant, unchanged, but I never intended to defeat you on my own."

Behind her, a bright white moon suddenly rose into the sky, flying down from the tower.

"It's surprising that it's still usable. It seems you've been continuously improving its structure over the years."

The Witch King did not choose to resist, knowing that he had no chance of breaking free from the White Queen's Originium Arts in such a short time.

The bright moon descended, instantly swallowing the Witch King's voice.

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The bright moon crashed into the ground of Viseheim, creating a terrifying impact that obliterated the city's hard stone pavement.

The White Queen withdrew a distance to avoid being affected by the bright moon.

Looking at the scene before her, which resembled a natural disaster, the White Queen showed no joy. She raised her right hand and made a fist, summoning sound to condense into musical notes at her fingertips.

She knew in her heart that an attack of this level could only cause some injuries to the Witch King; the real key to victory still lay with her.

The bright, snow-white moon trembled incessantly, and streaks of dazzling scarlet emanated from within it.

In just a few breaths, the bright moon was stained into a blood moon.

"Any spell must be used to my advantage!"

The Witch King's voice resounded in the White Queen's heart like thunder.

The blood moon rose again in the next moment and crashed down on the White Queen.

A cold glint flashed in the White Queen's pale purple eyes, and a musical note shot out from her fingertip, piercing through the blood moon.

Before she could even catch her breath, a chill suddenly came from behind her.

"This body is filled with a terrifying power."

The Witch King had somehow appeared behind the White Queen, his fingertips pressed against her back, and crimson magical energy surged wildly.

Alarm bells rang in the White Queen's mind.

She knew that if she were hit by this blow, she would definitely die.

The notes danced at the fingertips, like tiny meteors hurtling towards the Witch King.

The Witch King freed his other hand and summoned the surrounding blood mist to form a barrier that enveloped the musical notes.

"Unfortunately, your younger sister isn't here, so no one can protect you this time."

The Witch King roared with a sinister laugh, and the red magic at his fingertips erupted completely.

"Are these your last words after your recovery?"

The White Queen let out a mocking laugh.

Before the Witch King could react, the White Queen suddenly grabbed his fingers and tried to stop his spell, while raising her other hand behind her back and making a dragging motion.

It was as if she grasped a transparent dotted line in the void, and with a pull, she swung the blood moon pierced by the musical notes and sent it crashing down on the Witch King.

At the same time, a second bright moon rose into the sky atop the tower, launching a sneak attack from behind the Witch King.

Two full moons, one red and one white, collided.

The figures of the White Queen and the Witch King were simultaneously swallowed up by the light of the twin moons.

The terrifying energy spill turned half of Viseheim into ruins, and the central area of ​​the explosion looked as if it had just been hit by a meteorite, with a huge crater hundreds of meters in diameter.

Inside the sinkhole, the White Queen was in a sorry state, her cloak was tattered and torn, and blood kept flowing from her body, pooling at her feet.

The Witch King, standing opposite the White Queen, was also in bad shape, his entire body covered in blood, panting heavily.

If it weren't for Qi Yan's physical strength supporting him, that attack would have been enough to seriously injure him.

Even so, the Witch King was in extremely bad shape at the moment. In order to withstand the impact of the twin moons, he had to do his best to use Originium Arts to absorb the surrounding red mist and form a barrier.

At this moment, the Witch King even felt a weariness from the depths of his soul.

"Witch King, you have failed once again." The White Queen coughed up a few drops of blood, but a smile played on her lips. "Now we have both reached our limits, but the tower still has some strength left. If you do not retreat now, today will not only be the day of your resurrection, but also the day of your second demise."

The Witch King wiped the blood from his face, his expression extremely ugly.

Proud as he was, he never imagined that he would be defeated by the same person twice in a row.

Even though both times it was due to the other party's manipulation with the help of external forces.

But defeat is defeat, and his pride wouldn't allow him to make excuses.

"You're so stupid, Witch King."

The Witch King, or more accurately, Qi Yan, suddenly spoke up with a mocking tone.

Before the Witch King could react, he was pushed out of the possessed state and turned into a phantom again behind Qi Yan.

Before Qi Yan regained control of his body, he jumped up and down twice and sneered:

"I gave you such a great, fully-equipped account, and you still don't know how to use it. Why the hell are you always thinking about your crappy spells?"

"I...I don't know how to use your Originium Arts!" the Witch King retorted angrily.

"It's one thing that you can't use my Blood Originium Arts, but my self-healing ability is fucking passive!"

Qi Yan said with exasperation, "You're carrying the fountain while playing team fights, and you still insist on having some defensive skills?"

Why can't you just withstand all the attacks, rush up, and shove the staff right up the White Queen's throat to give her a nucleic acid test?

And they all went around to the back, instead of throwing a punch right away, they had to hold back their power. What the hell are you holding back for?

Qi Yan launched into a tirade of abuse, which enraged the Witch King so much that his phantom trembled violently and he almost vanished on the spot.

After cursing the Witch King, Qi Yan turned to look at the White Queen, revealing a bright smile:

"I'm really sorry, this old man was just being silly and playing around with you. The real duel is about to begin. Are you ready?"

"Do you still have the strength to fight again?"

The White Queen's eyes widened in shock.

"That's it? For me, this is just the warm-up."

Qi Yan snapped his fingers, and the blood all over his body instantly turned into a red cloak that covered him.

The White Queen's heart skipped a beat as she realized that this was exactly the method Qi Yan had used when he caused a ruckus at the Dragon Gate, as mentioned in the intelligence report.

She didn't understand why Qi Yan could possess two Originium Arts.

But she understood one thing: when Qi Yan used the Blood Origin Stone technique, it meant he was getting serious!

"You are the strongest person I have ever faced. I hope you can give me a good time."

Qi Yan spread his arms wide and burst into wild laughter: "Come on, resist as much as you can, please me as much as you can!"

"Madman!" the White Queen hissed, pointing at Qi Yan. "Silence!"

The world returned to tranquility once more.