Free Web NovelChapter 200: Chapter 200: The Scepter of Chaos_1
Lamia flicked her long tail, sending two rushing nuns flying; the nuns couldn’t even scream, only the sound of snapping bones was heard.
An explosion suddenly erupted, and the body of one of the nuns burst apart—she had actually taken a stick of dynamite and placed it on her person, blowing herself to pieces in an instant.
A mist of blood blossomed, and although Lamia tried to dodge, she was still splattered with a bit of blood.
"Damn it," she cursed, and immediately wanted to dig out the entire patch of skin that had been splattered with blood.
But it was already too late. The opposing nun Neve began to recite the Divine Decrees, and the blood stuck to Lamia’s skin burrowed into her flesh like maggots on a corpse.
A swelling sensation invaded Lamia’s entire body, and she knew the blood that had touched her had made her "conceive."
Lamia immediately employed physical transformation, rapidly hardening her muscles and organs, elevating her self-healing ability to the highest level. She had no way to stop the birth of her offspring but could prevent the fatal injury when they emerged from her body.
The muscles on her back writhed and eventually bulged into a protrusion, which swiftly transformed into the shape of a woman, splitting from Lamia back-to-back. She had a similar half-human, half-serpent demonic beast body to Lamia, but her face and hair color matched those of nun Neve.
This was the offspring Neve had forcibly conceived using her own splintered blood with Lamia.
Upon her arrival, the offspring immediately turned and lunged at Lamia, obeying nun Neve under the bloodline’s call of the "reproductive" power.
Lamia and the other were entwined, wrestling and forcibly grappling with each other by the hand.
"Tsk, what an unruly daughter I’ve given birth to," she muttered. freёwebnoѵel.com
Lamia felt somewhat hard-pressed to break free, although her strength was greater than this offspring that had split from her body, the gap was not overwhelming. The split entity, carrying her bloodline, apparently "inherited" some of her abilities.
More nuns charged forward, intending to kill Lamia while she was entangled with her split entity.
At that moment, Qiqimora had dealt with the several nuns who had charged at her and once again cast her smoke spell.
The fog spread rapidly, enveloping everyone nearby, causing the nuns to lose their sense of direction in the mist.
Lamia seized the opportunity to bite off the split entity’s throat, then grabbed the heavy corpse and threw it at the approaching nuns.
Habanis circled overhead on her broom, but couldn’t find an opportunity to swoop down and ambush Neve—the daughters who had split from nun Neve closely surrounded her, protecting her in the middle like layers of flesh shields.
Fearing that she would "fall prey" like Lamia if she rashly approached Neve, she was different from the resilient Lamia; having an offspring burst from her like what happened to Lamia would mean certain death for her.
Neve’s reproduction continued, with nuns standing around her constantly splitting into new entities, like a military camp that kept producing soldiers.
Although their weapons were long gone, there was no shortage of soldiers.
At this moment, the Great Witches present all recognized a reality—that the nun Neve before them was the saint nearing the "procreation" authority; they had unexpectedly kicked an iron plate.
The dense fog hindered the nuns’ advance, and then nun Neve suddenly began to chant a necromancy curse: "[May you walk this world again, as if alive.]"
The necromancy spell to manipulate the dead took immediate effect. The battle nuns who were killed by the Great Witches, and even the chimera beasts that were killed earlier, all staggered up from the ground.
Qiqimora watched as massive numbers of bodies were lifted in the fog, feeling a surge of alarm within her.
These resurrected bodies through necromancy lacked sight and hearing, but they could sense the breath of life on the living. As long as the caster commanded, they could automatically track and attack nearby living creatures; the fog was ineffective against them.
Sister Neve was not only skilled in the divine power of "Fertility," but also possessed considerable combat experience.
After a moment’s hesitation, Qiqimora decided to disperse the fog herself; the fog didn’t affect the movement of the corpses and instead obstructed their own vision.
"You, you must be witches from the coven," Sister Neve, surrounded by the dead, addressed Qiqimora and Lamia, "Do you know where Abigail lives? If I catch you, you’d be willing to show me the way, wouldn’t you?"
Facing three Great Witches, she stood upright in her original spot, without even shifting her feet.
Qiqimora and Lamia exchanged glances. freёwebnovel.com
Sister Neve was the heretic saint of the "Fertility" authority, and they had no idea where Sister Neve’s heir was; their plan had been completely disrupted, and now they feared it was nearly impossible to kill Sister Neve outright.
With Qiqimora’s power, they could retreat from the scene right now, but before that, they could try to test Sister Neve’s strength, at least forcing her to use her inherited power once.
The Harvest Mother Cult’s assault on Banquet Forest would not cease; the conflict between them and the cult was irreconcilable.
To deal with Sister Neve, they must invoke their own "divine powers."
"Habanis, leave these trivial corpses to you!" Lamia shouted.
Habanis understood and flew down to sweep through the corpses that were attacking their allies; in this battle where Divine Decrees were at play, she could only do what was within her power.
Lamia opened her mouth, beginning to recite the Divine Decrees.
Sister Neve recognized the usage of Divine Decrees and immediately directed her spawned progeny to gather around, forming layers of flesh shields.
But in the next instant, she found her progeny slipping out of control.
These split-off nuns’ eyes suddenly turned blank, and their behavior became disordered. Some stood still, some walked in different directions. Some wept, some laughed; they shoved each other or caused a commotion together, spouting nonsense from their mouths.
This wasn’t merely mental contamination; Lamia’s power of "Chaos" could "disorder" many things, including a person’s thought and consciousness.
For a moment under the influence of "Chaos" Divine Decrees, they lost their ability to think normally and turned into a group of idiotic madmen.
Even Sister Neve was caught in the spell, standing blankly in place, motionless.
With her rank, Lamia’s Divine Decrees could only affect her for a few short seconds, but those seconds were enough for Lamia to make a move.
Lamia burst forth, charging like a full-speed train, and with sheer brute force, she knocked aside all the frenzied nuns blocking her way.
Suddenly regaining her senses, Sister Neve realized it was too late. Approaching her swiftly, the claws of Lamia pierced her vital spots.
