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Unfortunately, from the perspective of the witch Ella she was possessing, she could only peek from underground and had no way to go up and comfort her.

Fortunately, the hot-tempered Ye Xiao seemed to realize his loss of composure. After staring at Li Cheng for a few seconds with a flushed face, he suddenly let go of his hand.

"I'm not... sigh,"

His tone softened, but it was still a little stiff. "Sorry, I might be a little tired."

"I'm sorry, Brother Ye... I'm really sorry."

Li Cheng was still cautiously apologizing.

"Forget it, let's go."

Ye Xiao didn't say anything more and led the members of the Seven Stars Society straight out of the main hall.

Oh dear... Ella, watching from the sidelines, almost wanted to cover her eyes with her hands, unable to bear seeing Li Cheng's heartbroken expression.

Unfortunately, this was not something she could control, and she could only watch helplessly as her good brother limped after the departing Seven Stars Society.

How did that happen?

Li Cheng had never shown such an expression while observing Ella's own memories.

Even though in her previous life the Seven Luminaries were forced to the northern border by the witch army and lost half of their members, under the icy snow, she and Li Cheng could still raise their glasses with smiles over the melting snow, comforting and encouraging each other.

Although there were times when we sat around the campfire and seriously reviewed our decision-making mistakes, it should never have been like this, with me unilaterally scolding Li Cheng.

More importantly, judging from the expressions of Li Cheng and the other members of the Seven Luminaries Society, this was clearly not the first time.

This was a partner who had gone through thick and thin with him, and Ye Xiao's mindset in this memory was really not right.

When the Seven Stars Society members arrived, the blood-covered witch Ella finally flipped open the floor like a groundhog, scratching five bloody marks on the floor with her only remaining hand.

"Ye Xiao, you just wait... I'll definitely kill you!!!"

"I will skin you alive, tear out your bones, and tear your soul from your body; I will make your soul suffer torment for all eternity!!!"

As the witch Ella's shrill voice fell, the scene before Ella's eyes became a blur again.

It seems this memory has come to an end.

Countless fragments of memory reassembled and began to swirl in the field of vision.

While waiting for the image to re-form, Ella pondered the information she had just seen.

If these memories are indeed real, then it seems that I, as Ye Xiao, have fought against the witch Ella far more times than I imagined.

She had thought that the initial transformation into three was the reason why she replaced the witch Ella's consciousness, but now it seemed that it was more like she accidentally encountered a bug, which allowed her, as Ye Xiao, to retain her memories with the witch Ella after the time travel.

And as Miss Samael said, the number of times she went back in time was probably far more than she thought; it wasn't that she suddenly became Ella in this life.

It seems that many things happened in between that I had forgotten.

But then again... in these reincarnations, am I really maintaining my memories as "Ye Xiao"?

Each time the memories were viewed, the main perspective was on the witch Ella, to the point that Ella began to doubt whether she was actually just the witch Ella herself who had accidentally obtained Ye Xiao's memories.

Thinking about the habits and quirks left by this body, as well as the girlish tone and expression that she inadvertently revealed, Ella couldn't help but feel uneasy—what if she really turned out to be the biggest hidden danger?

But upon further reflection, she realized that the witch Ella displayed a profound malice towards everything, an extreme hatred for the world, and a twisted mentality, while she herself showed no similar signs whatsoever.

She was even more emotionally stable than the Ye Xiao from the previous memory, and she didn't seem to have any deep-seated resentment; instead, she was just calm and composed after experiencing the world.

If I were really the witch Ella, that crazy mentality wouldn't be so easy to get rid of, right?

Ella could only deduce her true nature in this way, since even though she saw some of her lost memories, she didn't feel any resonance with the witch Ella because of it.

This might explain why I am somewhat different from the witch Ella.

Of course, all of this is just Ella's speculation; the mysteries surrounding her are far more complex than she imagines.

As I was pondering this, the scene began to reassemble, this time the background seemed to be a desert.

Thick sandstorms surrounded them, and all that could be seen were large areas of corpses and broken armor scattered across the ground within a few meters.

Ella realized she was panting heavily, and at her feet, Ye Xiao's familiar face came into view once again.

Ye Xiao was no longer as imposing as before; instead, he lay on the ground, barely alive, his trench coat torn to shreds like rags.

His blood-stained face was still struggling to open his eyes, but the pupils, which were gradually losing their light, indicated that it was all in vain.

Hey, what happened? In the last memory, I was chasing a witch, and in this one I'm just killed?

Ella was surprised. She had thought that she was so strong in the past, she might have really beaten the witch Ella for more than 10,000 lifetimes. But now it seemed that it wasn't that simple.

Chapter Fifty: An Unforeseen Flaw

"It's all over, you disgusting ant."

With the witch Ella's foot planted on Ye Xiao's chest, the battle that had raged for countless years seemed to finally come to an end at this moment.

A haughty smile played on her lips; in this desolate wasteland strewn with corpses, she was the only victor still standing.

"Don't you understand? You can never defeat me, you ant."

"You may win countless times, but I can start over. However, if I succeed just once, all your efforts will be in vain."

"Ah……"

Unexpectedly, Ye Xiao, who was lying on the ground barely alive, struggled to reveal a slight smile.

"I...did make a mistake..."

"So... this time I learned my lesson..."

"Rumble"

A deafening roar suddenly echoed across the sky. The witch Ella looked up in astonishment, only to see the sandstorm gradually subside, the yellow sand dissipate, and the azure sky with the sun high in the sky revealed.

High above, several enormous warships roared through the clouds like steel behemoths.

But this was not what surprised the witch Ella the most, because as the sandstorm subsided, several towering, mountain-like humanoid phantoms appeared on the horizon.

Leading the way was a giant with a robust physique like a raging bear. He stood on the horizon like a colossal pillar, his feet firmly planted on the boundless earth, his shoulders pushing through the clouds, and even the high-hanging sun was obscured by his enormous head.

Several of these Titans, standing thousands of meters tall, lined up on the other side of the desert horizon, with the leading giant having eyes that blazed with lightning.

When he opened his mouth, his voice, like rolling thunder, shook the heavens and earth.

"World-destroying witch, your abhorrent fate ends here!"

"The Old Gods!??"

The witch Ella stared wide-eyed in disbelief at Ye Xiao at her feet, gritting her teeth in anger once more, "You bastard!!! You don't actually think those scumbags are any good, do you???"

"You're not the only one who knows how to find help..."

The smile on Ye Xiao's lips held a hint of sarcasm.

"Perhaps sometime in the future... you will finally win..."

"But I'll keep going with you..."

"And this time... I won again, you world-destroying witch."

"Damn it!!!!"

The witch Ella let out a hysterical roar and stomped on Ye Xiao's head until it was smashed.

hiss……

Watching Ye Xiao's head explode like a watermelon, Ella gasped inwardly, feeling a bit of empathy and struggling to breathe.

The feeling was like someone was choking you...

Wait a minute……

This doesn't seem to be just a feeling, nor something from a memory; it seems to be a real-life incident where she was beaten up!

The memory crumbled, like scattered snowflakes breaking into countless pieces and disappearing without a trace.

……

The memory is interrupted, and the darkness dissipates.

Ella opened her eyes, still confused.

She was still soaking in the scalding lava lake when she saw Samael, his face flushed, his eyes wide, and one hand gripping her neck tightly.

"You're not Su Xiyun, who are you?!"

Oh no, how did it get discovered?

Ella was quite taken aback. No wonder her memories had suddenly disappeared; it turned out that Samael had interrupted them.

But where did she slip up?

Ella glanced at her chest out of the corner of her eye. The Atallos Scepter was still hidden in the lining, and the Omniscient Ring on her finger was also undamaged, thanks to the heat protection Samael had provided. How did Samael suddenly notice her problem?

But Samael didn't care what Ella was thinking. He tightened his grip on her neck, lifting her out of the lake like a chicken.

"Tell me quickly, who are you?!"

Crimson lava dripped down Ella's snow-white skin. She wanted to speak but couldn't make a sound. She could only put on an innocent expression and pat Samael's arm with soft moans.

Samael seemed to realize something then, and loosened his grip on the other man's neck slightly, but did not completely let go.

Clearly, if Ella answers incorrectly, Samael will likely strangle her right here.

"Miss Samael, what's wrong? I'm Susie Yun... Waaah!!!"

Ella tried to put on a brave face and get away with it, but Samael ignored her nonsense and immediately put his efforts into it again.

The fact that those seemingly slender and delicate fingers could unleash such powerful strength made Ella feel like her head was about to explode.

But even though she was about to die, Ella inexplicably felt a sense of unease...

Wait, what's wrong with me?

Ella hurriedly banished the strange thoughts that had surfaced in her mind, squeezed out a few tears from her eyes, grabbed Samael's arm, and cried out for help.

Samael then released his grip. "If you dare to deceive me again, I'll kill you right here! Are you that witch's lackey?!"

Wait, what did you say...?

Ella was puzzled. How did the other party know that she was not Su Xiyun when they clearly hadn't seen through her true identity?

Seemingly noticing the hint of doubt that flashed across Ella's face, Samael frowned slightly, his eyes revealing anger at being deceived.

"A normal person couldn't possibly deplete entropy this quickly. Also, don't think I don't know, your chest is fake!!!"

ha!??

Ella couldn't hold back for a moment. What exactly did Samael do while she was reminiscing to arrive at this conclusion?

But then she carefully recalled the positions she and Samael had taken when they jumped into the lava arc, facing each other and embracing. It seemed that discovering the problem in her chest was not impossible.

After all, Su Xiyun did remind her once when she was pretending... but no matter what, this reason is too abstract!

Abstract as it may be, Ella still decided to make one last attempt, forcing a sheepish smile, "Um, Sister Samael, it's actually not that big... uh, it's just that I often use magic to disguise it because of vanity..."

Do you think I'm stupid?!

Samael could no longer tolerate Ella's lies, and with a sudden burst of strength, he snapped Ella's throat.

"Pfft"

However, what gushed from the girl's broken throat was not bright red blood, but murky, filthy black mud.

Samael reacted extremely quickly, retreating and flipping himself ashore in an instant, but his body was still splashed with a few specks of mud.

Fine tentacles then grew from where they were attached to the mud, but were quickly burned away by the scarlet flames emanating from Samael's body.

“You really are…”

Samael gritted his teeth, watching as a large amount of silt gushed out like a fountain, gradually enveloping "Susie Cloud" completely.

Before long, the vast lava lake was polluted into a pool of black mud. Then, a silver strand of hair emerged from the darkness like a snowflake in the night sky.

The petite girl, now fully recovered, emerged from the mud with her lovely face. Beneath her bright red, alluring eyes, the slightly upturned corners of her mouth seemed to reveal a playful smile.

"Don't be like that, Sister Samael. We were having such a nice chat just now."

Chapter 51 Demon God vs. Evil God