Chapter 20: Sisterly Love Runs Deep

Chapter 20: Sisterly Love Runs Deep

"Alice is getting hot-headed again; this is not looking good."

From her seat in the spectator stands, Dorothy watched the battle unfold, covering her face in dismay at her little sister's volatile temper.

The reason why battle arenas have environmental settings is because the environment can significantly influence a witch's combat effectiveness.

For instance, witches adept at water-based magic naturally gain a great advantage near lakes or at sea, while places like volcanic deserts would make things quite difficult for them, even casting spells becomes much harder.

Of course, for Peak Witches, these environmental factors would be limited, as such powerhouses could move mountains, or even destroy worlds with ease. They don't need to adapt to the environment; instead, it is the environment that needs to adapt to them. Their very presence could permanently alter their surroundings.

But clearly, both Alice and Isabella, who haven't even completed compulsory education, are still far from reaching such a realm. The influence of the battle environment on their fight is still substantial.

Just as Alice nicknamed Isabella "Fat Salty Fish," there's a saying that nicknames are never wrongly bestowed. Nicknames often reflect certain characteristics of the person.

The "fat" in Fat Salty Fish referred to Isabella's figure, which, though she was the same age as Alice, had already developed into a beautifully contoured physique, while "salty fish" was a nod to Isabella's Evolution Template.

Isabella's mother, the Sea Moon Witch, was a witch exceedingly skilled in naval combat and water-shaping magic. To enhance her abilities in this domain, she chose an Evolution Template from the dominant species of the seas, and after much deliberation, the Sea Moon Witch settled on the merfolk.

Mermaids, also known as sea maidens or daughters of the sea, are a supernatural race with the upper body of a beautiful woman and the tail of a fish. They can manipulate tides, summon storms, command sea creatures, and of course, there's the infamous Mermaid's Song. Sailors who hear a mermaid's song on the sea are charmed by them, later dragged into the water to propagate before being consumed as nutrients.

Overall, they are a very powerful race.

Over the years, witches have ranked the exotic races they've encountered from weakest to strongest: Black Iron, Bronze, Silver, and Gold.

The merfolk are categorized as a Silver Species, a formidable race second only to the Golden Rank Calamity Race, which includes Angels, Demons, and Dragons.

As the daughter of the Sea Moon Witch, Isabella inherited part of her mother's mermaid talent from birth, possessing an extraordinary gift for water-shaping magic.

Miss Blue Hair had previously used wide-area scouting magic to survey the terrain. Typically, an arena with a jungle map would have some lakes besides the forests, and these lakes are her strongholds.

Yet Isabella, a mere thirteen-year-old underage little witch, could already cast the strongest Middle-Rank magic, the Sixth Order, so effortlessly. She truly deserved the name of a prodigy.

"These are real sisters, aren't they? Going all out like this, wanting to deliver a quick kill."

In the stands, Dorothy twitched her mouth as she watched the hundreds of meters long, enormous Sea Dragon below, which had nearly drained the entire lake to condense its form.

Artillery Witches are always like that; they always like to give it their all. As a result, there are often situations akin to using a cannon to swat a mosquito. Clearly, there is only Alice to target now, and using a single-target high-damage spell would have sufficed. But as a qualified Artillery Witch, Isabella still chose to fire a map-wide blast.

"Go and end this battle, shatter everything, Sea Dragon."

The blue-haired Miss, confident of her victory, flicked her curled ponytail with her hand. Then, pointing her trident wand towards Alice, who was still struggling within the Water Prison, revealed a winner's smile.

Obeying her will, the gigantic Sea Dragon beside her took flight, its huge dragon body slamming into the Water Prison with a force that threatened to drown everything. It continued its relentless charge towards the jungle behind, mercilessly destroying everything that stood in its wake.

"Hoho... Alice, what do you think of my bombardment, how exhilarating is it?"

A slightly short of breath Isabella, who had consumed a lot of magic power, was panting with a look of fatigue. However, in high spirits, her face was full of vigorous energy as she covered her mouth with one hand while mockingly laughing with a voice that feigned elegance but was actually loud and wild.

"Mm-hmm, indeed big and powerful. Now, how about you taste my bullets?"

While Miss Blue Hair was basking in her triumph, her face suddenly stiffened. Behind her back, something small but hard pressed against her, followed by that malice-rich voice in her ears.

Bang, bang...

With two crisp gunshots, Isabella stared blankly at her chest exploding open—this area, which had always been a source of pride, now contained two massive holes.

Subsequently, bright red blood spurted out like a fountain. The girl's consciousness became blurred, and in the very last moment, as she fell, she saw the crimson full moon that had unknowingly hung itself in the sky.

The duel ended, Alice 999 HP vs Isabella 0 HP, Alice is the victor.