Chapter 727 (1/2)

Chapter 727: The Instrument of Divine Retribution

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“No—!” Pasha screamed at the top of her voice.

Right after Celine took out the tentacle out of the Instrument of Divine Retribution and knocked two demonic hybrids down, she was bitten by another demonic beast. Her cumbersome blob-like body instantly cracked open. Scales and gray body liquid gushed out and splashed all over the place. Several sneaky mutated wolf species even crept up her coarse skins and clambered to her head, in an attempt to bite her main tentacles on the top.

The other witches all unsheathed their swords and came to her rescue. Springing up like a streak of silver light, Elena was the fastest one. She struck a demonic hybrid who came to block her way and slashed it in half. Afterwards, she dashed into the crowd of demonic beasts and slew fiercely. The beasts’ blue blood spilled behind her. Apparently, these monsters, which scared common people so much, were as impotent as normal beasts in front of these God’s Punishment Witches who were as powerful as Extraordinaries. Even in the start of this fight when the beasts had still been in their prime, they had apparently not been in a prevailing position in terms of speed or power.

As more witches joined the battle, demonic beasts were slaughtered one by one. After the short chaos came to an end at last, Pasha withdrew all her tentacles and rushed to the center of the hall, heart in her throat.

Unlike a God’s Punishment Witch who could easily switch her body. They, unfortunately, were stuck in the blob they had entered without an option to switch to a new one. Once their bodies were on the brink of shutting down, they would have no choice but to merge with Lady Eleaner.

Pasha was completely satisfied with her fate. After she had resolved to follow Lady Natalya, she was prepared to sacrifice herself anytime. But Celine could not end up like this. Among all the survivors, she had done more research than anybody else on the magic core. If she was merged by the central carrier, nobody would be able to reboot the Instrument of Divine Retribution until a considerable amount of time. It would be perilous for everybody in the Months of Demons when danger constantly lurked around.

“Are you OK?” asked Pasha anxiously, who landed next to the blob covered with wounds and scratches.

“Well… not bad.” Celine’s answer relieved Pasha instantly. “I’ll be fine as long as the holes in my body are blocked. The problem lies in my tentacles. Several of them are broken and it’s awfully painful.”

“You shall find yourself lucky to still be able to sense pains… I yearn to feel them again.” One voice complained.

“Exactly. If Phyllis hears you say that, she’ll be jealous. Poor Phyllis. She can only take solace spiritually now.”

“Don’t say that. She was sent to serve ordinary people for the sake of Taquila.” Elena frowned.

“She’s now called No. 76, isn’t she? I wonder how the plan of the Chosen One goes at the moment.”

“It has been only a short time. The Union no longer dominates the whole continent these days. It’ll take us at least another two or three years to complete the mission since we can’t even reach those hidden witches that easily.”

“Or wait until the Army of Demons besieges and defeats us at the arrival of the Bloody Moon.” Another voice put in.

“Damn, do you really want to say that like we don’t know?”

Everbody burst into laughter at this remark.

“Shut up, all of you. We’re still in danger.” Alethea grunted. “What should we do? There’s a hole in the ceiling. If there’s one fallen beast, there’ll be another. Shall we split up and leave some of us here at the bottom of the cave?”