Ivita ceased her action of killing the true witch of death. "What plan?"
The true witch of death sighed with relief, her eyes darting before she stealthily surveyed the surrounding battlefield. After confirming that the Black Dragon could not come to her rescue, she said to Ivita, "Your Majesty, come closer, this matter is of great importance, and I need to discuss it with you in detail."
Ivita displayed a helpless expression. "You know, there's a witch called Hearthstone Witch beside me; she does the same thing every time she wants to deceive someone. Forget it, I might as well kill you."
A sword formed of flames pierced through the chest of the true witch of death.
The flames rapidly consumed the Lich magic power within the true witch of death's body, making her seem like a bundle of fuel, burning swiftly and depleting rapidly, for a dead person, being powerful was like a curse.