A Battle of Consciousness was different from a battle in reality. Death in a Battle of Consciousness allowed one to revive, but each death weakened the power of consciousness. It was better for the body's owner, who would receive a certain amount of replenishment.
For an outsider like the Witch Queen, death was highly damaging. If she died a few more times, she would be completely defeated and become nourishment for Chloe.
"Damn Muggle, I'll never let you die easily."
The Witch Queen roared, her body transforming into countless flies that swarmed toward Andrew. Andrew sneered, turning both arms into flamethrowers. Two torrents of fire roared out, burning vast numbers of flies to death and vaporizing them instantly.
The Witch Queen was startled and hurriedly controlled the flies to retreat, merging them back together in midair. Andrew raised his hand and blasted her away with a Pulse Cannon. Then he shouted, "Chloe, what are you standing around for? Get fighting!"
Chloe snapped out of it and immediately joined the attack. She scattered large quantities of medicinal powder, which turned into blazing flames the instant they touched the Witch Queen.
If Chloe had been alone, such attacks would have meant nothing to the Witch Queen. But Andrew kept firing miniature missiles, forcing the Witch Queen to dodge in a miserable state.
This was the Consciousness World. As long as Andrew wished it, miniature missiles were inexhaustible.
"Damned human."
The Witch Queen was both shocked and enraged. At that moment, she suddenly realized that she could not move. She turned to look around and saw that four Steel Pillars had appeared around her at some unknown point.
Electric arcs flickered over the four Steel Pillars, forming a strange Electromagnetic Field in the area between them. The Witch Queen could not move within