Splendid, Marvelous, Breathtaking

The Witch Conflict was even more chaotic than Jiang Han had imagined.

It was common for only two people in a team to be able to fight while the other two drank tea and watched the show, yet this was somehow described as, "Sisters watching the fire from across the bank—nothing unusual."

As long as the flames did not reach a sister's skirt, everyone was a good sister.

—From a witch proverb.

Miss Chen Ligu was clearly the one taking the most delight in their misfortune. At last, her little face, usually carrying the air of a mature beauty, revealed a gloating smile befitting her age.

Sure enough, she was a brat!

Jiang Han sighed inwardly, secretly swiped the chocolate bar from Chen Ligu's pocket, and crunched away happily, like giant cats who had just won two decks of cards from Gubao. Her cat tail swished wildly, and her cat ears twitched madly! In return, the fishmen cast even warier looks her way!

Lester's servant army consisted of the standard ghost witch horde of ghouls, an enormous army of zombies, and an even more enormous army of skeletons.

At the sound of a whistle, those undead creatures slowly crawled out of the sand, trailing withered flesh and howls that no longer needed vocal cords. In short, there were an awful lot of them, pouring out in a dense swarm.

Naturally, they also brought a stench that disgusted witches: rotten flesh, corpse reek, spontaneously combusting ghostly flames... in short, smells potent enough to fumigate a Cat Lamp to death!

The giant cats yowled as they floated into the air and landed atop the survey vehicle.

Jiang Han hurriedly controlled her force energy as well, tossing herself, Chen Ligu, and the sofa beneath them all onto the roof of the survey vehicle,