Help, they came out of my dream to catch me!

Chapter 99 Since that's the case, let me feel the real pain and despair!
"Xia Ming, you die for me!"

In the soul space where only Xia Ming and the Dominating Witch were fighting and trembling.

The witch pierced through Xia Ming's heart with her palm, and her five fingers suddenly grasped hard, crushing his heart with one punch.

Not to be outdone, Xia Ming moved forward, allowing the witch's palm to pierce through his chest further, piercing out from behind, wrapping his hands around her neck, twisting it hard, breaking and twisting this beautiful and slender neck on the spot.

The witch whose neck was broken continued to fight, and punched Xia Ming's cheek again, wishing to smash this handsome and charming face to pieces.

Xia Ming carried out the idea that offense is defense, and let her punch her in the face and swing her elbow to the witch's chest, smashing her majestic mountain into a sunken basin, crushing her ribs and piercing her internal organs.

In less than half a second, the injuries of the two men recovered completely. Xia Ming mercilessly shot and tore off the limbs of the Witch. The Witch brutally dismembered him into eight pieces, truly dividing him into eight pieces.

But soon, the injuries of the two recovered quickly, and they fought and wrestled together again.

In the world of consciousness, as long as your will is strong enough, as long as you think you are immortal, you will not really die.

The two of them came and went back and forth in the most primitive and bloody hand-to-hand combat, fighting each other, mercilessly tearing apart each other's flesh and blood, breaking each other's bones, and blowing each other's brains away!
Every minute and every second, the two people's attacks without leaving the bottom line will splatter each other's flesh and blood, dyeing this space scarlet, every minute and every second, the two bodies recover quickly, and then the blood Flying around, cruel reappearance...

In fact, the battle between consciousness does not necessarily have to be presented in such hand-to-hand combat, but both of them chose this most violent and bloody fighting method in a tacit understanding with each other.

This is not only venting, but also telling the other party with the purest violence and pain, you can't win me, you will definitely lose!
The two seem to be evenly matched for the time being, but that's because the Dominant Witch is currently affected by various emotions such as anger, panic, anxiety, hatred, etc. She is just venting, madly attacking without reason, and she still has some strength. Scattered, not gathered in one place!
A hundred times, a thousand times...

When the fight between the two reached the [-]th time, the Dominating Witch began to gain the upper hand.

She pressed Xia Ming under her body and beat him into a pulp with one punch after another. After he recovered, she slapped him vigorously across the face again and again.

"You die for me, you die for me! You die for me!!!"

Xia Ming's will doesn't seem to be as strong as hers, after she gathered the scattered power together, after she used anger to burn this power even more vigorously.

Under her berserk power, he was gradually unable to organize a powerful counterattack, and could only be humiliated and beaten by her unilaterally pressed under her again and again.

But it doesn't matter if she kills him a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times.

Grind the body that his consciousness turned into a meat paste and tear it into pieces time and time again.

His small and weak will, but it just didn't collapse, didn't collapse.

Every time she felt that next time this damned man couldn't take it anymore, he should choose to give up, and I could occupy his soul, and use his dirty and filthy body to kill the lucky hunter outside. A woman with all her strength.

But every time Xia Ming's will was broken by her, he quickly regrouped and condensed, stood up again, looked at her with a smile, looked at her with pity, and started another round of fighting with her.

Why is he still alive?

Why... can he stand up again and again?
It was like in that stronghold a month ago, facing the sharp and terrifying attacks of countless psykers under her command, this man was injured and bled again and again, but stood up again and again, indomitable, as if he would never fall down Same.

It was like ten years ago, on that cold laboratory operating table, tortured and ravaged by Alice over and over again, but with a vengeful heart, endured endless torture and never surrendered... the same as myself.

But at that time, she wanted to survive, to survive, to take revenge on that woman, Alice, and this damned world!

And what about him?
He is for that impostor, that nun who domesticated and dominated him with clever means?

Every time she thought of this, a surge of incomparably deep resentment would burn in her heart like a fire that was about to reach the sky.

"Why aren't you dead! Why aren't you dead!"

"Do you understand that you are dominated by her! You are confused by her! You are a dog she has successfully domesticated! You are still complacent here! You are still moving yourself here!"

"You trash who can't recognize reality! The trash immersed in the world of self-moving should die to me!"

"You are going to die for me!!!"

While roaring loudly, the witch smashed Xia Ming's body below her into a puddle of mud again.

However, in the blink of an eye, Xia Ming's complete consciousness appeared in front of her again, still looking at her with the compassionate eyes that made her angry.

Or even though she was crushed under him once again, and was punished by her with a thousand swords, he was still heroic and unyielding, and there was no wavering in his eyes.

[Unyielding Will (Passive): Your will will never yield, and you are immune to most spiritual influences and attacks at the level of spiritual charm. 】

Perhaps Xia Ming's will is not as solid and powerful as the ruling witch who has endured the most cruel and painful torture in the world, but as long as he does not admit defeat, does not admit defeat, and does not choose to surrender.

Then he would never be defeated by the Witch's will, never be killed by her.

This is a fight, but also a war, a tragic war that will last for many years at the level of mind and will.

It depends on who can't support them first, and who chooses to give in first.

"Ah, I know, I know, it must be that the punishment I gave you is not enough, it must be that the pain I have given you has not reached the limit."

The witch suddenly smiled sweetly, pinched Xia Ming's neck, and put his forehead against his forehead, eye to eye.

"Now that we are two different personality consciousnesses in the same soul and have the same and similar roots, then I can do the same thing that the impostor could do before, don't you think?"

She forced a mind connection with him, and injected all the memories and emotions of being locked up in the laboratory and being experimented with by Alice, the third kindling of the Tinder organization, into Xia Ming's mind.

That was the black past that she least wanted to recall, the least that anyone could bring up.

Those truly inhuman torments that pain to the depths of the soul, that endless abyss of darkness and despair...

It is a black hell where normal people only experience one ten-thousandth point of which they will instantly collapse and despair.

"Come on, let me see your size, let me see if you are really qualified to be my opponent."

The dominating witch grinned, and forced these despair and pains into Xia Ming's mind like a violent flood breaking through a dam. She wanted to see this man shake and collapse under her.

She must have seen his expression of disillusionment.

(End of this chapter)