I am a witch, I must suppress all enemies

"Clay...you..." Sheila was no longer surprised at this moment, but just nodded. She respected the choice of the strong.

"You need to come back safely."

Claire rushed over directly, and the monster also rushed over. Seeing Claire coming alone, it roared excitedly, threw the scimitar out, and hit Claire with its fists.

"You monster! I don't know if you're called a Death Slave or a Corpse Slave. You're unlucky to have run into Miss Claire!"

As the two men's strength collided, the air between their fists and palms was extremely compressed, almost becoming distorted and strange.

Then--

As expected, Claire flew backwards and spat out a mouthful of blood. However, her pretty face was filled with a ferocious smile. "Just as I expected!"

"Before, you slaughtered the gods like pigs and dogs, and I was a little afraid of you, but as expected - I am your nemesis!"

The reason why the sacred realm crushes the practitioners below is because their understanding of the laws is different.

If divine revelation means enlightenment and spiritual transformation; if the realm of emptiness and spirituality means grasping the inspiration between heaven and earth, understanding the mysteries of the void, and mastering the power beyond the material world, then holiness means completely mastering that inspiration and achieving "divine transformation."

Therefore, for ordinary practitioners, every sacred move and posture is like a mountain pressing down on their heads, with the power to crush them in an instant.

However, when it comes to understanding the rules, who can compare to the "witch"?

"I'm fucking the rules themselves!!"

Witches are naturally in harmony with the Tao and can freely use the rules of heaven and earth. The only things that limit them are their mental strength and physical body.

"If I weren't physically weaker than you, you wouldn't be my opponent!"

Claire cast several defensive and strengthening spells to protect herself, then transferred all her magic power into the gloves, introducing it with a powerful force.

The magical power deep in her soul allowed her to see the monster's mysterious movements!

"Got you."

"Wind and Thunder Iron Fist, 100,000 horsepower! Open it!!!"

The monster wasn't willing to be outdone and threw a punch back, but after each of the two of them made a move, they both stepped back. Then Claire attacked again, and by the time she threw the hundredth punch, she was already several feet away.

The stones on the ground were broken into pieces, and the area within a kilometer radius was in ruins.

The Holy One can destroy an army by himself!

At the end of the fight, Claire's body could no longer withstand such a strong magical power. She was sweating profusely and the witch power on her body was flickering.

I suppose Raziel has already moved away? But I don't want to retreat just like that.

"So what if you're one level higher than me? So what if you've stepped into the realm of holiness?"

Claire was furious and kept urging the dormant green seed in her mind, hoping it could help.

Sure enough, this golden finger will only come into play when she is in crisis!

The cyan seed was enveloped by Claire's spirit, constantly extracting the "strange" fragrance emanating from it, a fragrance a hundred times stronger than the "smell" of a witch.

Claire was shocked. Looking at her slightly swollen hands, she recalled the scene of the fight and collision. She frowned, lowered her head and pondered silently, and suddenly she fell into enlightenment.

"I see, that's how it is!"

"The Path of the Void Spirit, I understand!"

She had just seen the true nature of the shadow's power in the brief battle. It was a void being without form, without obstacles, without boundaries, not square or round, and without size.

There is no blue, yellow, red, or white color, no up or down, long or short, good or evil, right or wrong, no beginning or end.

"The void isn't a real space. But it can contain everything and every phenomenon!"

"The void is the self itself! It is the secret realm within the body that has yet to be opened!"

Claire's eyes suddenly saw the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, springs, streams, grass, trees, good and evil people, heaven and hell, the earth, mountains, and seas, and finally the world itself, all contained in the void of "self".

“This is the true emptiness of the self—”

click -

That was the sound of an inaudible door of potential opening, like the subtle echo of the beginning of the universe and the separation of chaos.

Just by taking this step, Claire seemed to see the "world" itself, "existence" itself, the spiral of contradictions, and the endless path of evolution in that "void".

Then a dazzling light shot out from the depths of the spiritual void, illuminating the entire body.

Then, the law acted on the body and the flesh underwent a transformation.

"Roar--"

The Death Slave regained its will and charged forward with a roar. Claire's face showed neither sadness nor joy.

Just now, my physical body was only one realm lower than yours, but what about now?

Mobilizing the magical power of his body, he bent his back like a taut bowstring, raised his fist, and whispered with his delicate lips, "Wind and Thunder Fist - Strike the Eight Desolations!"

A punch was thrown, shining like the sun.

then.

The sun has set.

A large amount of magic power erupted rapidly, and the wind from the fist slammed into the area at a high speed, completely sweeping the surroundings.

Even the nearby mountains were shattered by the vortex of magic surrounding the fist and then turned into ashes.

Nothing remains within a radius of 800 meters.

call--

Claire exhaled, then turned around and left without even looking at the result.

A strong person should have such confidence.

"Claire!"

Raziel, Xila and many adventurers who rushed over were shocked and couldn't believe the scene in front of them, which looked like it had been bombarded by a giant dragon.

"You are too strong... Damn, Clay, you actually made a temporary breakthrough and defeated a quasi-holy monster!" Xila couldn't help touching Miss Claire's iron fist.

"Ahaha..." Claire didn't know what to say. She knew this was indeed unbelievable. Even according to her previous understanding from ancient books, it would probably be difficult to find someone like her.

"But, you, I didn't expect you to be a woman... Were you in disguise before? Were you using some magical item?"

"Hmm...well, yes. After all, you see, if I travel with Raziel, I'll be harassed a lot."

Xila seemed to be relieved. "That's great. I used to hate your muscular appearance."

...Why? Being a hunk is Miss Claire's dream.

"But you pretended really well, that greasy look."

Miss Claire didn't know whether to be sad or happy.

"Huh, you have no idea. These damn adventurer men, they smell of disgusting sweat, and they don't even take a shower, they are so dirty." Xila covered her mouth and complained in a low voice while watching the adventurers sorting the scattered goods on the side.

Perhaps because the previous team was composed entirely of men, Xila could hardly find anyone to complain to, except for the dull guy Raziel.