Free Web NovelChapter 519: Chapter 520: The Trade of Sacrificing One Person_1
Professor Dodge hesitated for a moment but still responded cautiously, "Are you the leader of the Resuscitation Cult?"
He clearly saw the other party’s ruthless methods; the woman who had the ability to cure his son suffered a fatal wound in an instant, and the injury was simply not healable.
"You may call me Mr. Bloodcoat." Mr. Bloodcoat’s youthful face revealed a polite smile.
"What do you want from me?" Professor Dodge asked.
"My goal is quite simple. I hope you will hand over the Hand of Oblivion, and in exchange, I can cure your son’s illness," Mr. Bloodcoat said concisely, spreading his hands, "Just like that, I hope for an immediate response."
"You can cure my son’s illness?"
Professor Dodge realized that this man must have done a lot of research on him to have tracked him down here.
"With ease," Mr. Bloodcoat said with a smile, "I can transfer the harm to a willing sacrifice. The problem plaguing your son, as long as it’s transferred to someone else, can make him instantly normal. Fortunately, I have many devotees ready to offer themselves."
"..." Professor Dodge fell silent. freёwebnoѵel.com
He didn’t know much about the "Hatred" authority, but the woman he had been negotiating with mentioned that the leader of the Resuscitation Cult could indeed transfer harm. The officers at the base had also presented reports saying the Cult’s leader excelled in performing miracles of transferring illnesses.
It wasn’t so much that the other party could cure his son; rather, this seemed like the most viable plan right now. The woman who had promised to cure Tony had her throat slit and was likely not long for this world...
At that moment, he felt someone tugging at his sleeve.
He turned his head and saw Tony shaking his head at him, fear written all over his face.
As expected... Professor Dodge thought.
He anticipated that his son would not agree to a deal that involved sacrificing someone else for his treatment.
By his own assessment, the healing proposition was exceptional indeed. After all, he had previously sacrificed dozens of lives in experiments just to find a not-so-reliable cure, let alone a voluntary fanatic.
But those lives before, he could bear the burden alone. Agreeing to the trade here would undeniably mean that Tony present would also bear the guilt of sacrificing another.
"Do not trust this man; his abilities can influence others’ spirits, and you’ll become his target if you show up," Qiqimora suddenly interjected at this moment, "This man is extremely dangerous; do you really think that trusting him will ensure you and your son are safe and sound?"
For her, if the Hand of Oblivion ended up in Mr. Bloodcoat’s hands, it would be nearly impossible for her to retrieve it, so she was determined to prevent it.
"A little mouse from the Witch Assembly?" Mr. Bloodcoat guessed her identity, having clashed with Lamia and her companions just days before, "What a coincidence, though you talk a little too much."
"Leave this place with us!" Qiqimora urged Professor Dodge loudly, "The Witch Assembly has the power to fulfill your trade!"
Professor Dodge hesitated; Mr. Bloodcoat’s offer was tempting, but the Great Witch was right—this man was extremely dangerous, even more so than the witches of the Witch Assembly. Discounting human life was one thing—Professor Dodge himself was such a man—but to relish in killing was entirely another matter.
The man before him was the kind that delighted in the power to decide life and death. Professor Dodge had seen many evil people and was confident in his judgment in this regard.
Being part of it, he was acutely aware that the world of authority was a dog-eat-dog world. Trusting this man could lead to being devoured immediately.
Tony probably sensed instinctively how dangerous this man was, which likely explained his expression.
Professor Dodge also wanted to somewhat respect his son’s wishes. He had to consider not just Tony’s survival but his son’s future as well.
In the end, he maintained his silence, gave no response, but suddenly grabbed Tony’s wrist.
"Dad?" Tony froze.
"Well, that’s your answer," Mr. Bloodrobe smiled, tilting his face slightly.
This movement made Professor Dodge’s heart flutter, as Mr. Bloodrobe had just turned his face in their direction.
"Lamia, transfer your divinity to me!" Qiqimora suddenly said to Lamia.
"What?"
"Don’t play dumb, you just siphoned the divinity from two Divine Artifacts, right?" Qiqimora said, "Give me my rightful share, I can ascend to sainthood right now."
"That’s only fair." Lamia didn’t hesitate to start the divine transfer; there was no point in quibbling at such a critical juncture.
With Qiqimora’s ascension to sainthood, her powers would greatly increase, and so would her chances of escaping from here.
Qiqimora suddenly began chanting the "Annihilation" incantation, and the last part of the divinity activated the divine word!
The moment she uttered the divine word, she truly felt an unprecedented power circulating within her body, and a direction mysteriously emerged in her consciousness. She instinctively turned to look, but saw nothing.
She knew that was the direction of the Hand of Annihilation, and now that she had ascended to sainthood, the sole authority began calling out to her.
"How does it feel to stand at the pinnacle of humanity?" Lamia asked.
"An unprecedented delight," Qiqimora answered indifferently.
"What’s next? Do you have a plan to escape?" Lamia asked. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom
"I’ll see if I can hold that bastard off while you go to rescue the warden," Qiqimora said.
"You really want to save him?" Lamia hesitated, "My God, you don’t actually have feelings for her—"
Not far away, Aiden was struggling in a pool of blood. The effects of the Wordless Code and the damage caused by the double-edged sword left him hovering on the brink of death.
Lamia could tell that Mr. Bloodrobe had the ability to sense Aiden specifically, and attempting to take the severely wounded him along was akin to putting herself in danger.
In fact, they had another option. They couldn’t just abandon Aiden; they had to wait for him to die and then escape. Perhaps they could still find an opportunity to snatch the Wordless Code.
"Fool! He won’t die that easily, not for a while yet. Don’t forget he still has that extra life Abigail gave him!" Qiqimora raised her voice, "Regardless, we must stay here with him. Might as well do him a favor. He’s the one who devised the entire operation plan; he might still have a way out!"
"Alright, I’ll trust you this one time!" Lamia realized, and immediately rushed toward Aiden, lying on the ground.
Then, unexpectedly, Mr. Bloodrobe once again plunged the double-edged sword into himself three times.
Qiqimora gasped sharply, her gaze snapping toward Aiden.
The double-edged sword had to sense the target in order to be used, and everyone at the scene had applied "Stealth." Logically speaking, the sole authority Mr. Bloodrobe could use his powers on at the moment should have only been Aiden.
But nothing happened over there.
Another scream abruptly filled the air, leaving Qiqimora stunned.
The scream didn’t come from Aiden, it was... Professor Dodge!
