Decapitation Tactics

The arena was a simplified Sixfold Island design, omitting the two extreme terrains of blistering heat and freezing cold from the official Eightfold Island.

"Nervous?" Chu Yujun asked.

The witch who had been excitedly pumping her fists just moments ago had gone a little pale. She shrugged with feigned composure, her eyes lingering over the densely packed stands.

"They're all radishes, they're all radishes, they're all radishes..." Chen Ligu gave her answer.

Her hand reflexively tightened around Jiang Han's wrist.

Her icy body temperature seemed to be saying two words:

'We're done for.'

"I'm actually fine," Jiang Han replied.

It would be more accurate to say she was already 'high to the absolute limit,' so much so that she had to forcefully restrain her hands and feet from breaking into a Meow-Aow dance.

Precisely because of that extreme excitement, her body was trembling slightly, making the witches beside her think she was nervous too.

"How do we fight?" Chu Yujun asked.

Charge!

Jiang Han decided to keep her answer to herself and wait for Chen Ligu to respond.

Miss Chen stared straight ahead.

"They're all radishes, they're all radishes..."

All right, this one was useless!

Jiang Han turned her head, her gaze meeting Chu Yujun's at just the right moment. Both witches' eyes were brimming with the naked emotion of, 'Can we really do this?'

She patted Chen Ligu on the shoulder.

"Gu Bao, you can summon servants, right? That fifth-level spell."

"They're all radishes, summon radishes... Hm? What did you say?" Chen Ligu seemed to wake from a dream, asking hazily.

"Summon servants," Jiang Han said clearly and distinctly.

Chu Yujun added:

"Can we pull a batch of super demons out of the Sea Shepherds Club's summoned-servant warehouse?"

Best if we could pull out twenty or thirty legendary demons