Chapter 264: Won

Time moved back five seconds.

"Director, I'm sorry, but I have to betray you first—go ahead, I'll avenge you."

At the very moment the succubus witch activated Light Sanctuary, Alice had already made her decision: this time, she'd betray her teammate.

Although Director's Light Sanctuary had formidable defense and should've easily withstood the first wave of attacks, the little witch had greater confidence in her own sister—she knew that if they continued hiding behind the Director's shield, the result for both of them would be an instant wipeout by Sister.

Though she was curious how her sister had suddenly become a Grand Inquisitor, that didn't matter; what mattered was that the Grand Inquisitor's spell slots were surely far greater than theirs, and spell slots didn't drain mana—this directly fixed her sister's only weakness.

And just how terrifying a mana-unlimited Sister could be—Alice dared not even imagine.

But they weren't completely without a chance.

"Hmm, Sister must've recognized us, which is why she came over to challenge us—she's probably itching to crush us now that she got her spell slots."

"She probably doesn't know I've already identified her by scent, and now that her weakness is patched, she'll likely be overconfident and underestimate us."

"If I can catch that instant of her overconfidence and strike from behind, there's a real chance."

In an instant, a cascade of thoughts flashed through Alice's mind: her sister's mana restored, the chance to defeat her right before her eyes—the little witch's mind was unusually sharp.

Thus, she betrayed her teammate with decisive ruthlessness.

Just as Madeline raised her shield and Dorothy lifted her cannon, the little witch's figure slipped into the succubus witch's shadow, feigning complete trust in her companion's defense.

But the moment her slender form was obscured by the succubus witch's towering silhouette, and her sister lost sight of her, Alice vanished from her original spot.

High-Grade Combat Technique: Wolf Shadow Stealth Step.

A secret combat art passed down by werewolf witches, it instantly triggers a massive burst of speed, creating an effect nearly identical to teleportation. Most crucially, even at such velocity, it remains utterly silent, drastically reducing one's presence—making it a perfect explosive technique for assassination and ambush.

Thus, when the barrage of fireballs descended and were slightly delayed by the succubus witch's shield for one or two seconds, amidst the swirling dust, several phantom wolf shadows flickered and vanished—Alice seized the opportunity and escaped the bombardment zone.

"Damn, no wonder Sister's so good—Light Sanctuary broke in one or two seconds."

The little witch, having barely escaped, was still shaken.

She'd seen it clearly: the barrage of fireballs looked chaotic, but was in fact meticulously ordered—each fireball struck precisely on the mana nodes of Light Sanctuary, shattering its self-sustaining pressure-dissipation cycle. Once that cycle was broken, Light Sanctuary became just an ordinary shield, collapsing instantly.

But that was insane—Light Sanctuary's mana nodes weren't static; they constantly shifted and flowed. To hit every single node with perfect accuracy required predicting their movement paths in advance, which meant mastering the spell inside and out.

So why is Sister so familiar with it? I've never seen her use Light Sanctuary before—when did she secretly study these advanced spells behind my back?

Alice mentally grumbled, but in the end, only one thought remained in her mind:

Sister is nb—no wonder she's my sister.

Sure, it was odd to cheer for the enemy mid-duel, but the little witch still silently cheered inside.

Yet admiration didn't stop her from delivering a glorious backstab to her beloved sister.

"Of course Sister's gotten arrogant—she didn't even check the battlefield. She used to always teach me to watch for finishing blows. But that's fine—Sister, let your little sister show you the consequence of one oversight."

Watching her sister lower her cannon and turn away, as if a true master never looked back at the explosion,

Alice smiled. Her faint presence made her invisible as she raised her longstaff spear, assuming a javelin-throwing stance. Crimson mana flooded into it; her gripping hand tensed instantly, muscles bulging, veins swelling—thickening two or three times.

"Divine Spear: Gungnir."

At the peak of her charge, Alice shouted the technique's name with full confidence.

She no longer worried about exposure—because the moment this spear left her hand, the duel's outcome was already sealed.

She had won.

Because the Ninth-Ring High-Grade Spell: Divine Spear: Gungnir was one of the strongest single-target spells below the Forbidden Tier.

A simplified version of a Forbidden Spell, its full form reached Twelve Rings—named Divine Declaration, a spear imbued with fate and causality, guaranteed to strike and pierce through any defense the moment it was launched.

Divine Spear: Gungnir, though only a simplified version, lacked the power to interfere with fate or ignore defense—but it was still formidable. It carried an instant-kill effect, plus powerful tracking and armor-piercing Panding. Until it struck its target or its mana was exhausted, it would not stop.

It was essentially a guaranteed hit.

To block this spear, one needed either extreme defense to withstand it, greater power to destroy it, or superior speed to outpace it.

But useless—Gungnir's thrust speed approached light-speed. This was a surprise attack. Even an invincible Sister had no time to react—she couldn't defend or counter in time.

"Yes! I finally beat Sister once!"

Alice cheered wildly inside.

But then…

"Za Warudo."

The little witch heard this rapid divine incantation, then felt herself gently embraced—a familiar floral scent filled her nose.

Puchī…

Before her cheer was even complete, Alice felt a sharp pain in her chest—a familiar longstaff spear, wrapped in crimson mana, pierced through her heart.

In her fading vision, the last thing she saw was a massive hole in her sister's chest rapidly closing.

"You can even do this? But being hugged by Sister—worth it."

With this final thought, the little witch dissolved into light.

... The little witch dissolves into light...