Free Web NovelChapter 489: Chapter 490 Luck Outshines All_1
"Why does every time turn out to be so unlucky for you guys?" Aiden commented after understanding the cause and effect.
"I’d like to know that myself," Qiqimora replied with a rather helpless tone.
It was the same during their last cooperative effort against the Harvest Mother Cult; they had handed Father Bales over to Aiden’s team and went to intercept Sister Neve themselves, only to find that Sister Neve was the saint of the "fertility" authority.
There was also a Habanis present at that time, yet the ones who ended up fighting were only Qiqimora and Lamia. The "fertility" authority was not one meant for head-on combat, yet the two still had to take part in a grueling fight.
To encounter opponents of the saint level in both operations, their luck really was unmatched. freewёbnoνel.com
"Let’s see how she is doing now," Abigail said before placing her hand on the Crystal Ball.
Aiden thought she was about to project Lamia’s image onto the Crystal Ball and watched it intently. However, after two seconds, there was nothing in the Crystal Ball, but a fog emerged behind him, accompanied by the hissing of a multitude of snakes.
Aiden turned his head sharply and saw Lamia shrouded in grey mist. Her form was even larger than usual, coiled with her serpentine tail standing upright over two and a half meters tall. Even more exaggerated was the fact that three pairs of arms stretched out from her shoulders, each pair ending with ferocious claws.
Aiden had to tilt his head up to see her face in the fog. The eyes of this monster in the mist shone with chilling green light, and she looked around alertly. Abigail’s summoning allowed her to see this projection.
Then, she turned her gaze towards Aiden, who was closest to her. freёwebnovel.com
Aiden, maintaining a poker face, repressed his bladder back to where it belonged, reminding himself that this was just a projection, and managed to keep his cool with great effort.
And when Lamia opened her mouth threateningly towards him, his face twitched involuntarily—he saw Lamia’s face split open, her jawbone opening to an unbelievable extent, her chin almost drooping to her chest, her mouth full of sharp teeth.
A slender, forked tongue shot out swiftly from that gaping maw, a good thirty centimeters long. Lamia controlled her tongue and brought it close to Aiden as if searching for something.
"Well, comparing this, I guess you’re quite cute usually. It seems you’re rather restrained on normal days," Aiden stood still, ashen-faced, now seriously pondering whether in this world, there truly were brave souls who harbored bold thoughts towards women who seemed like a mix of xenomorphs and predators.
Suddenly, Lamia let out a strange hiss and lunged forward, mouth agape, her form passing directly through Aiden, then it seemed to hit something. Everyone present clearly heard the sound of trees breaking.
Abigail rapped her knuckles against the table twice, dispelling the summoning, and Lamia’s figure faded into the mist.
"This gathering isn’t half bad," the Avenger, who had experienced the same shocking images as Aiden, commented, "I kind of want to join in and see."
"I really don’t get your taste. Were you a witch before or something?" Aiden communicated with his thoughts.
"I don’t know, I’ve told you, I discarded the memories from before I became divine," replied the Avenger, "Probably not very good memories, I guess."
"It’s been a long time since I’ve seen Lamia completely unleashed," Abigail commented.
"It seems very bad," Aiden realized the seriousness of the situation, "If we let her into the village, the casualties would be unimaginable."
In her monstrous state, Lamia had the strength to easily tear apart water buffaloes and a tough body that could resist bullets, and now after being completely unleashed, her destructive power was probably comparable to a calamity-level wild Magic Beast. A village that received no warning could be slaughtered if encountered such a disaster in the middle of the night.
"Let’s not talk about the casualties for now; the key issue is that sooner or later she will become a target for the army and the Heretic Inquisitor organization," Abigail said calmly, "If the gathering gets involved... She is too famous, the whole world knows she is an important member of the witch gathering."
Aiden glanced at Abigail, realizing that there was a considerable gap between his thinking and that of the Great Witches—they did not care about the lives of innocent civilians or even about Lamia’s own survival to a great extent; rather, they were more concerned about the impact on themselves.
"She’s still able to use some simple black magic, which is very troublesome already, and if she can use the ’Chaos’ divine words..." Qiqimora spoke with a heavy tone, "If she wipes out a few teams of troops, the Gistas Kingdom might directly declare war on the witch gathering!"
Aiden was very aware of the procedures of the Heretic Inquisitor organization; if Lamia caused an incident, the initial reports would almost certainly label it as a large Magic Beast, and the dispatched team would generally consist of two or three squads led by high-ranking Heretic Inquisitors.
However, even if it were Aiden Galahad himself leading the team, without accurate intelligence, they were unlikely to win against Lamia.
The first extermination team would surely suffer significant casualties, and then the event would continue to escalate, forcing the Kingdom to dispatch the military to suppress the situation. No matter how powerful Lamia was, she could not compete with the army of a major nation. At that point, the Gistas Kingdom would no longer be able to ignore the witch gathering.
The nations surrounding Banquet Forest had a laissez-faire attitude towards the witch gathering not because they lacked the ability to eliminate it, but because declaring war would unite the witches, and so far the witch gathering had not presented a significant danger. The incident triggered by Lamia was enough to become the spark that lit the fuse.
"At this point, we can only rely on your power to restore Lamia to normal," Abigail said to Aiden, "The power of ’Order’ can restore the disordered to normal."
"My divine words have limited effects, but the Wordless Code might work," Aiden replied, then looked at Qiqimora, "Of course, the prerequisite is to catch her first. Where are you now?"
"We’re still in the suburbs, near a small lake to the northwest of the city. We’re by the lake," Qiqimora answered.
"I’ll take a look at the map. If you’re near that base, I should be able to get there within two hours. You just hold on; don’t let her get to a populated area," Aiden immediately proposed a plan.
"Please hurry," Qiqimora requested wearily.
"Let me first confirm; you’re not being pursued right now, are you?" Aiden asked.
"No, after the masked man drove Lamia mad, he lost interest in us," Qiqimora sighed.
It seemed that Mr. Bloody didn’t use the military force at his disposal to completely eradicate the two Great Witches, either because he didn’t want to easily expose his infiltration of the military, or he simply didn’t see them as a threat.
"Then allow me to go get dressed," Aiden said as he exited Abigail’s summoning space.
