You want to hunt me... Well, you are brave, but you lack vision. Hunters should not choose prey that is stronger than themselves."
The girl's soft and gentle voice sounded as usual in a calm tone as if she was talking about the weather, but it was not at the location where the explosion occurred, but far away at the other end of the diagonal.
Danitali did not recklessly continue her attack.
The first sneak attack was a test and also a declaration of war, but it was obvious that the witch had already seen through her intention and responded calmly.
A witch who is good at mirror magic can use a mirror substitute to escape the explosion range of a fireball. She may also use the mirror illusion to create sound to confuse the enemy.
Danitali put away her slightly crazy smile, and easily jumped up with the strength of one hand to stand up straight. Then she raised her hand leisurely and took care of her messy dark golden hair.
"The positions of prey and hunter may be reversed at any time, and a weak hunter may be able to hunt a stronger target than himself... Ha, especially when the prey is addicted to the current situation of advantage and despises the hunter."
She tied her ponytail again gracefully and gently, not caring about her almost tattered clothes, and hooked her finger at the black-robed witch who appeared in the other corner of the basement.
"How does it feel like to be ambushed? Should you act angry now, or just come and kill me?"
Alice calmly pulled the black robe around her shoulders.
"You want to provoke me and force me to take the initiative to attack."
"Oh, what keen observation! I believe that anyone with normal intelligence will come to the same conclusion!" Danetalli read in an exaggerated tone, "Or, you are actually a witch with a particularly good temper. Even if you are attacked, you think that you can solve the trouble by just smiling or taking off your clothes? Ha, if that's the case, then I guess there must be a lot of people who have slept with you. A dozen? Dozens? Or more?"
Such remarks are an insult to the dignity of most women, but Danetalli still did not see any anger on that beautiful face. The other party's eyes did not even change. Her reflection was quietly reflected in the blue eyes like the sea.
"When did you have the illusion that I didn't fight back?"
Alice said softly. Her body shrouded in a black robe seemed to become a phantom, fading and disappearing into the air in just two or three seconds.
"Invisibility ability..."
Danita Li whispered to herself. Just as she was about to raise her hand to summon fire, she felt that her body seemed to be entangled and bound by invisible threads. Even a simple action like raising her arms was impossible for her to do freely.
Spider silk -
as her mind raced, blazing white flames ignited from her body surface, instantly burning through the invisible silk threads wrapped around her body. Even more extremely high-temperature flames spread outward along the burned holes in the spider silk.
In less than two breaths, the countless spider silks crisscrossing throughout the basement were ignited by fire, weaving a shaky fire web amid the leaping pale flames.
"Aren't you taking it for granted to use such flammable material to deal with a 'fire mage'?"
As she spoke, Danitali turned her palm into a fist, and burst out the muscle strength hidden in her body, and slammed it towards the only part of her side that was not distorted by the surrounding scenery due to the high temperature. The wind from her fist even brought up a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
The petite figure shrouded in a black robe reappeared. She stepped back to avoid the full-strength attack of the "Fire Mage", and the cold light of a short sharp blade faintly flashed in her hand.
"You can use magical spells, become invisible, and perform assassinations silently... Ha, but you can't completely gain the upper hand in close combat, especially when facing opponents who are good at fighting. If you miss a strike, you must run away, keep your distance, and look for the next opportunity."
Danitali did not chase after her. Instead, she extinguished the white flames on her body,
moved her right arm that had just swung a powerful punch, and watched the witch leisurely standing a few meters away, watching her reach out to touch the thin silk thread that was about to be burned out by the fire. "You know witches very well."
She heard Alice say this, and she saw a light white frost blooming from her fingertips. The flaming silk threads were covered with the color of ice, condensing into strange frost flowers.
Danitali felt the temperature around her begin to drop suddenly. In an instant, her hands and feet were frozen stiff, and even the breath she exhaled sounded like white mist in winter.
But she quickly ignited white flames on her body surface to dispel the abnormal chill.
Danitali knew in her heart that this was not a long-term solution.
She could only maintain the flames on her body for a limited time, but the witch's ice spell was more difficult to deal with than she had imagined, especially in this basement with limited space. The opponent's ice, with the help of the giant net made of silk threads, almost covered the entire area.
Moreover, frost is not like flames. Flames will go out on their own once they are deprived of air and combustible media, but frost will last indefinitely as long as the environment is cold enough.
Danitali came to a conclusion almost instinctively.
Move the battle location.
Continuing to waste time here would only lead to her defeat - although she could also choose to attack quickly and end the battle quickly before her physical strength was exhausted, she did not think this approach was wise.
That was a choice a prey would make when it was fighting a desperate battle, not hers.
Dainitalli is a hunter, a predator. She wants to lure the beautiful prey she has set her eyes on into a trap, rather than being led by the opponent and falling into a disadvantage.
As she was thinking, she quickly condensed a red fireball in her palm and threw it at the surrounding ice silk. At the same time, she also treated the witch with several large tracking fireballs. Then, Alice's figure was seen shattered into multiple pieces of lenses again, and the familiar black robe reappeared in another corner.
The mirror double has been used twice... She didn't even dodge at all. Was it because she couldn't or didn't want to?
Danitali had a vague guess in her mind, but her hands kept throwing a few more fireballs at the area covered by the ice threads, and she said:
"Knowing the prey is the basic skill that every qualified hunter should have."
Alice didn't care about Danitali's behavior of throwing explosive fireballs, but just stared at her with a little coldness.
"The things you know are not something you can find out on a whim."
"Of course, I have my own sources of information. Besides..."
Danitali counted silently in her heart. As a fireball hit the ceiling of the basement and exploded into a ball of red flowers, she suddenly turned over and dodged behind a load-bearing column in the basement.
Boom—
with a loud bang, the wooden ceiling leading to the first floor of the manor was blown up by several consecutive impacts. When the smoke cleared, a dark hole was formed in the destroyed area.
Alice was away from the danger of being affected when the explosion occurred, but she was still a little late than Danitali.
And when she stood still, Danitali's slightly hoarse neutral voice floated from the other side of the blown gap.
"I heard that witches were all men once, and were forcibly changed into women after drinking the potion... Miss Alice, how about you? Have you also experienced the humiliation and pain of being changed from a man to a woman? Or do you actually quite enjoy your identity as a woman because it is much more beautiful than your original appearance, and it even makes you experience unprecedented happiness..."
Before she could finish her words, Danitali supported herself on the ground with one hand and jumped up nimbly to avoid an ice spear thrown at her.
She turned around and stood up as quickly as possible, just in time to see a black shadow appear on the glass of a window on the first floor of the manor, and Alice in a black robe walked out of the shadow.
"What? Are you angry because I hit the nail on the head?"
Danitali continued to provoke. She was not afraid of the other party getting angry. Rather, in order to ensure that the witch chose to chase her, what she had to do now was to provoke her.
Otherwise, if the witch continued to stay in the small room underground and wait for her to fall into the trap, then Danitali would have to consider blowing up the basement...
"Heh." She heard the witch Alice chuckle, "For the daughter of a wealthy businessman in a small city, you seem to know too much. Who told you this? The person who led you to the extraordinary path?"
"Are you anxious? Scared? Start to think about why a mere Sequence 8... Sequence 8 who is troubled by advanced potions, how could he know these secrets? No way, you are not worried that there is a big shot behind me, so you dare not do it?"
Danitali smiled unusually brightly, and opposite to this beautiful smile was the almost vulgar and disdainful ridicule.
"I didn't expect that after being turned into a woman by the potion, not only did you lose that thing down there, but even your dignity and courage as a man were gone? Then you're really pathetic. How does it feel to become a woman from body to mind, with different men in bed... ha, maybe you enjoy it?"
Without waiting for the witch to respond, Danitali lowered her head again and sneered.
"In that case, wouldn't it be better to sleep with me? I won't see you as a man, and you can substitute your former gender, isn't that just right? Refusing me with false modesty will only make me want to pierce you, tear you apart, bite your neck, and make you feel happy in the suffocation of death..."
Swish, swish, swish -
three condensed ice spears pierced deeply into the floor and the wall behind the "Fire Mage", but Danitali herself turned over and flashed to the window seat at the edge of the corridor as expected, her tone full of artificial surprise: "
Why are you fighting again, did I say something you didn't like?"
No witch would be indifferent to such provocation, so the "witch" Alice was silent for a few seconds, pretending to be angry and cold.
"Is that all you wanted to say? I suggest that you save some of your energy for speaking. That way, you may have enough energy to let your servants listen to the pleasant screams of their master." "
So you prefer to be appreciated... But unfortunately, they won't hear anything."
In order to prevent the hunt from being disturbed, Danitali had already made arrangements. At this moment, she jumped onto the windowsill as if she heard no threat, waved her hand to summon fire crows to meet the witch's ice spear, but her body fell backwards and broke the tightly closed glass window.
"Come on, come to my hunting ground and start enjoying hunting!"
Her agile body stretched and turned like a bird of prey while falling. She then completed this short fall with an easy roll and stood firmly on the land covered with weeds and bushes.
Just like a king returning to his palace after a secret visit, Daenitalie returned to her hunting ground as a hunter.
She quickly left the spot, silently passing through the grass and bushes that would reveal her whereabouts to an outsider, all the while listening attentively to any movement coming from behind.
Soon, she got the sound she wanted.
Something fell from a great height, and then there was the sound of rustling footsteps.
Danitali couldn't help but feel happy: as long as the witch leaves the manor building with many mirrors and steps into the forest, her chance of winning will be greatly improved!
If the witch had not been blinded by anger, she would not have made such a reckless decision.
Danitali felt confident that she could handle the situation as a prey whose reason was overwhelmed by emotions.
With her familiarity with the terrain and the perfect use of her "hunter" characteristics in the mountains and forests, Danitali quickly perfected the battle plan. She nodded slightly, turned and walked towards the direction where she had set the trap.
Danitali planned well and things went as she expected, but she forgot to consider one thing.
Her decision to promote was made too hastily.
If she was willing to spend more time preparing and carefully adjusting the traps originally used to catch animals, then these hidden backup weapons hidden in various places in the mountains and forests would become the first line of defense to consume the witches, and they might even have the chance to become the biggest contributor to the battle.
The prey that actively jumps into the hunter's trap will suffer a predictable fate.
Unfortunately, her vision in selecting prey was not very good...or should we say, her vision was too good, as she picked a dangerous beast that was both powerful and beautiful.
Faced with the arrow trap triggered by the tripwire, the witch simply used a thick ice wall to block it;
under the huge hunting net dropped from the sky, the witch raised her hand and summoned an ice spear that was even bigger than the hunting net, which hit the target directly and knocked the entire net away;
as for traps such as rolling stones and logs, the witch did not use any special means, and simply solved the problem with the mirror substitute spell...
Isn't it said that this kind of substitute spell has restrictions on its use? Could it be that there are mirrors hanging under her black robe?!
Danitali cried out in her heart that it was cheating, but as she saw that there were fewer and fewer traps to exploit, she could no longer stand by and watch.
At least, those traps were used to test some of the witch's strength and her fighting habits.
Moreover, moving in the mountains and forests is not like moving on flat ground, so the witch's physical strength will be consumed to some extent, but the opponent's anger should also subside a little with the passage of time. It can be said that there are pros and cons.
Before the witch Alice could "track" her whereabouts, Danielle took the initiative to attack.
Taking advantage of the Hunter's ease in the mountain forests, Danetali moved silently among the high branches, like the most cunning and cautious female leopard, approaching the witch barehanded and barefoot, and then stopped.
She drove the instinct of a fire master, and as she fell, she created out of thin air a spear wrapped in blazing white flames, and almost at the same time, fire of the same color ignited on her body surface.
The tip of the spear pierced the black robe above the witch's head and pierced through the figure, but Danitali knew it was an illusion, she did not feel any resistance from splitting the flesh.
Sure enough, the next second, the torn black shadow in front of him shattered into irregular mirror fragments and scattered all over the ground.
At the same time, she felt the wind flowing behind her and dodged according to her instinct, but was still slightly scratched by two ice spears. The tissues at the wound were frozen by the low temperature and not even a drop of blood came out.
Turning back, Witch Alice was standing in the open space between several nearby northern banyan trees, with a sea of ice condensing in her eyes.
Without saying much, Danitali waved away the flaming spear, letting the flame in her palm turn into a long red whip and swung towards the opponent. At the same time, she summoned several fire crows with her left hand and controlled them to fly towards the witch.
Alice raised her hand and condensed a shield of frost to offset the impact of the fire crows, but more fire crows were created by Danitali, and on the other side a flaming whip swept across.
To avoid being attacked from both sides, she chose to dodge to the right.
In this way, whether it was the swung flaming whip or the flying fire crows, they all reached her left hand side and could be blocked by a sufficiently thick ice wall.
But at this moment, the manipulator of fire, Danetali herself, took advantage of the charging posture that had been prepared long ago, stomped her foot on the ground and flew towards her like an arrow. What was held in the right hand was no longer a flaming whip, but it changed its appearance and returned to the form of a blazing white spear.
...The tip of the gun was not pointed at her?
Alice hesitated for only a moment, and the female hunter who came rushing over seized the opportunity and threw the spear to nail a corner of the black robe to the ground.
After that, Dainitali summoned the explosive fireball that she had first mastered, and ordered it to pounce on her at the same time as the fire crows that arrived a step late.
The corner of the robe that was ignited by the flames was torn open directly. Alice continued to dodge backwards, and Danitali chased her into close range. She no longer used the "fire mage" ability to manipulate flames, and pretended to subdue the witch with her fists and feet.
It was a bit strange...
Alice finally noticed something was wrong, but at this time she had been forced back several meters. If she used invisibility to escape, she would be swept by the opponent's attack. Her best choice was to use the frost spell to protect herself. The worst that could be done was to use the mirror spell once more...
Just as she was thinking this, Alice's retreating steps suddenly stopped, and she felt that she had stepped on a piece of land with a strange texture.
But Danitali had a smile on her face.
The next second, the two fell into the deep pit of the trap together. The mechanism on the edge of the pit was triggered, and a large amount of gray-black oily liquid with a pungent smell poured out.
"Don't move, Miss Alice, or I can't guarantee that I won't get so scared that my hands will shake and the fireball in my hand will blow us both to pieces."