Chapter 521: 522
"The damage and authority of the Sword of Vengeance are compatible and can be transferred through ’sacrifice,’ but only if she’s willing," responded the Goddess of Vengeance.
"If she’s not willing, we’ll all die. Don’t worry about it, just try!" Aiden strained to say.
With the body of a magical beast, Lamia’s vitality was much more tenacious than that of an ordinary person. Even with the same injuries, the risks she assumed were significantly less.
As long as the wound on his throat healed, he would be able to speak the divine words.
"Alright, then..."
Meanwhile, Lamia felt a will forcefully injected into her mind, a request made to her: bear my injuries for me.
"You imp?" Lamia looked at Aiden in surprise.
Somehow, she could clearly sense that this will came from Aiden.
She was surprised not so much by the content of the request as by the fact that Aiden could actually do this.
To transfer injuries on the condition of the other’s willingness, like Mr. Redshirt’s power of "sacrifice," it was apparent that Aiden, who held the authority of "Order," should not have been capable of wielding the power of "Hatred."
Aiden laboriously turned his head, and Lamia stared at his profile from up close, seeing him mouth the word "hurry."
After a moment’s thought, Lamia suddenly smiled. The closer she got to this man, the more she discovered the many mysteries he held.
For witches, this was an interesting trait; without curiosity, one could not become a Great Witch.
"Now we’re even with favors," she whispered in Aiden’s ear.
On the other side, Mr. Redshirt drew blood from several cuts on his fingertips and extended his hand: "She gave me flesh and blood, she also gave me chains!"
The gushing blood turned into spider silk-like ropes, shooting towards Professor Dodge’s severed arms and sticking to them.
In the past, the Blood Moon Cult, comprised of death-following vampires and humanity following these vampires, had always been devoted to the research of blood magic to become closer to vampires. While infiltrating the cult in the past, Mr. Redshirt had also learned and mastered this art.
Mr. Redshirt twitched his fingers, and the blood retracted rapidly, pulling the severed arms towards himself.
But as they were drawn halfway, the blood ropes unexpectedly snapped apart, disappearing in the middle.
The severed arms fell to the ground once again.
Instinctively, Mr. Redshirt turned his head and saw a blurry shadow suddenly appear in the room, standing not far from him.
It was Qiqimora who, after uttering the divine word "Obliteration," used her power to eliminate Mr. Redshirt’s dark magic. Because she intervened with her power, her "invisibility" was partially dispelled, allowing others in the world to notice her presence. Still, without focused attention, she could easily be overlooked.
Mr. Redshirt immediately stabbed the Sword of Vengeance into his own abdomen, knowing that as long as he sensed the presence of the other, the sword could cause injury.
At that moment, Qiqimora pointed towards Mr. Blood Robe’s direction and once again unleashed the effect of "Annihilation".
This move surprised Mr. Blood Robe for an instant. Using "Annihilation" directly on him was akin to a suicidal act—the power of "Retribution" would cause Qiqimora herself to be swallowed by the effects of annihilation, while he could transfer the negative effects away. Even if his opponent reached the same rank of Saint as him, he could only transfer part of the effects, and the damage he sustained would be far less than what Qiqimora would have suffered.
But in the next moment, he lost his balance. He hadn’t sustained any damage; instead, the sudden appearance of a huge wind pressure, like an invisible giant, had grabbed him and flung him backward, leaving him momentarily stunned.
Aiden immediately understood what had happened upon seeing this—the target of Qiqimora’s "Annihilation" wasn’t him, but rather the vast space behind him. She had used her power to eliminate everything in that space, including the air, creating a vacuum. As air rushed towards the vacuum space due to the difference in air pressure, Mr. Blood Robe was pushed out by the wind pressure.
Having disrupted Mr. Blood Robe, Qiqimora immediately turned towards the severed arm that lay on the ground.
The mercury alloy golem controlled by Mr. Blood Robe emitted a furious buzz and pounced fiercely towards Qiqimora. In a moment of urgency, Qiqimora uttered a divine word, suspending the mercury alloy golem midair, allowing it to pass through her.
A sudden chill pierced through Qiqimora, and she immediately cast "Invisibility" again, entering a state of invisibility.
At the same time, Mr. Blood Robe, who had just gotten up, stopped his vengeful blades aimed at himself, as it became difficult for him to find a target for "Retribution" once Qiqimora turned invisible.
Qiqimora felt a cold sweat soak her immediately—if her reaction had been a moment slower, her fate would have become just like that of Professor Dodge.
Damage effects below the level of Saint were completely transferable, and they would also rebound in full. But if she were to reappear and be noticed, giving the other side a split second to react, she would die. How was this going to work? She cursed inwardly.
Mr. Blood Robe reached out again, attempting to retrieve his severed arm but suddenly felt an intense gaze. He shifted his sight to the distance and saw Tony Dodge, who was holding Professor Dodge’s body in his hands.
He locked eyes with Tony Dodge’s face, twisted with grief, and those eyes filled with hatred and tears glared fiercely at him.
It was just a glance, and Mr. Blood Robe shifted his attention away from Tony.
Tony Dodge was insignificant here, as powerless as a speck of dust. His role in the entire event was to restrain his father—to some extent, he was a burden to Harrison Dodge. If it weren’t for him, neither Mr. Blood Robe nor Aiden Galahad would have been able to catch Professor Dodge here.
At this time, both Mr. Blood Robe and Qiqimora were focused on snatching the severed arm, but only one person noticed Tony—Aiden, who stood in place, releasing the last syllable of the divine word, just in time to see Tony Dodge, agitated, raise a hand and make a snapping gesture.
Aiden’s eyes widened as he suddenly realized something.
The distance wasn’t too far; he raised his hand pointing at Tony.
Vines patterned with thorns appeared on Tony’s hand, and intense pain made Tony’s hand twitch, interrupting his action—what Aiden had just recited was the divine word of "Punishment".
Mr. Blood Robe turned around in shock, sensing through the Retribution awareness that Aiden’s presence had suddenly become stronger, his faint life force had flared up again.
Although his body was still riddled with holes, Aiden Galahad was standing right there, the wound on his neck gone. Behind him, Lamia was holding her neck in pain.
Aiden once again cast the power of "Punishment", but the chosen target was not Mr. Blood Robe but everyone else present at the scene.
"Banish everyone!!" he shouted loudly.
