Chapter 934 – #203_Intersection(3)
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One.
A dark crossroads.
Two witches met two witches in the middle of the silence clinging to the sticky darkness.
The two groups, which had been running almost full strength to their destination, stopped as soon as they faced each other.
It doesn’t matter if it’s a coincidence or an inevitability manipulated by someone’s intervention.
This is because they intuit the foreshadowing of a fierce battle that cannot be avoided or undone.
The spoils buried here were too valuable to put into the hands of the enemy.
“Who is this? Isn’t that Rinne? I heard she ran away with Mr. Seo at night. To meet you in a place like this It’s such a dingy place to come for a honeymoon.”
“Hey, is the guy next to you a male witch?”
Urshira’s one eye curved like a crescent moon.
Her long tongue licks her thin lips.
Urshira didn’t expect another witch to be in this pocket space.
But she wasn’t too surprised.
Lilith’s notoriety is famous even among exploits.
She would have been more reluctant if it had not been for the obstruction to her shortcut that the woman who was no different from a viper had pointed out to her.
Sword Witch, Rinne.
A male witch who defeated the Silent Witch, Rosie Alu, in her workshop.
That would be enough of Lilith’s intended ‘obstacle’.
“Are you guys here to get the lock too?”
“Yes.”
“Okay, then let’s do this. Things are going pretty fast right now, aren’t they? For now, the four of us join forces to get the lock. Making a fuss here might not be very good. After that, you go out and make a decision or whatever you do.”
“…”
“Because we didn’t come in knowing that shit was going to happen this far. If you offer a certain amount of compensation, you can quietly yield and leave.”
It was the first time that Siu had seen Urshira in person.
I hadn’t seen her even when she was in Hexen Nacht.
I just watched her slaughter tens of thousands of soldiers in her propaganda video.
Is that why?
Urshira’s common sense proposal feels unfamiliar.
When faced with an adverse situation, she suggests a workaround, even killing people like a woman killing her ants.
Nevertheless, it is difficult to say that there is no enchantment in her proposal itself.
It’s not because I’m afraid of fighting or because I trust them.
It’s because I’m worried about Master who is left alone.
Instead of causing an unnecessary fight here, get the lock first and join Elroa.
Wouldn’t it be the smoothest solution at the moment if you could pay the right price they say to avoid a fight?
For a moment, such delusion permeated.
“That, yes…! Didn’t you guys see it too? How this dogged city treated her witch. We’ll give you a lock! Fight, fight, kill them all! Turn it into homunculus rice!”
“Priscilla also agrees. Rinne, what is your decision?”
Linnaeus did not explain at length.
-Sereung
Sotaedo and Daetaedo were pulled out from the waist dance and aimed at each other.
It was an obvious hostile attitude that needed no further explanation.
The glimmering light of magical power begins to seep into the pupils that can see through the darkness.
“My dear, come behind me.”
“This… Sorry? Still, he was an old colleague at one time.”
Urshira looked at Rinne with her melancholy eyes as if she felt sorry for her.
It comes out with a lot of sadness that she has to fight to the death with her past friends as enemies over her uncompromising goals.
Is there still camaraderie between the same achievements?
When I thought
“Swimming.”
Urshira’s mouth twitched as she let out a short breath.
Sorrow and regret that had been buried thickly fell piece by piece like cracked makeup,
A cruel smile spreads through the gap.
“Hmm, as expected, Rinne is Rinne. I wondered if she had become soft. Isn’t she dead?”
“Haha! Haha!”
Priscilla held her stomach and giggled.
As if the offer of a temporary alliance was false, and there was no room for compromise from the beginning.
Rinne hinted in a low tone, not caring at all.
“They are both dangerous.”
For such words to come out of the mouth of a dangerous Rinne.
Siu has no choice but to keep her spirits up.
“Well. We’re not dangerous. Aren’t those bitches who meekly back down after a good product like that are idiots?”
“That’s right. The bonus is this, so many.”
It’s a natural story indeed.
Although there was some wear and tear after meeting Angel, Urshira and Priscilla were each ranked 22nd.
In addition, both of them are wounded warriors who survived the war between Qliphoth and Gehenna, and their experience in combat is so rich that it is too much.
On the other hand, although Rinne is an excellent fighter, she has a weakness called Shinshiu.
In a two-on-two match, the merits of winning while Yubuli is clearly divided are very clear.
The first male witch in history to have the power of a great witch.
A red branch that is evaluated as a vicious formality as a free gift.
Even a 22nd tier witch, if you’re lucky enough to be captured alive.
It is a spoil of war that may have been worth as much as or more than a lock.
A witch who values personal safety might have reconsidered the battle considering her danger.
However, Urshira and Priscilla were willing to go on a tightrope for extreme gain.
Even if I harbor a suspicion that this may be Lilith’s design.
“Priscilla, you take Rinne’s side.”
“What? Why? Shit, I don’t like it I also want to play with a male witch.”
“You fool. You can’t control your strength. You just have to hold on. I will quickly organize it and help you.”
“Uuuuu, okay.”
The two achievements that even made the bracket at will.
“Nang-kun, I’ll take care of this.”
“I can’t.”
There are two achievements in the 22nd rank.
No matter how strong Rinne is, it is unreasonable for her to play 1v2.
Also, there are two people who will bring disaster without any room for conversation when the lock gate is obtained.
There was no reason to go first, leaving Rinne alone, other than Siwoo himself.
“Do not worry. I will not be easily defeated.”
Reinforce the armor more firmly and grab the spear.
The training he received from Sua was short-lived.
However, Siwoo succeeded in reproducing some of the infinite possibilities he had seen in Happy Pig’s dream.
Although imperfect, the insurance is properly arranged.
Even if the opponent is a strong enemy, he has no intention of accepting it without hesitation.
“Courage is imaginary. Where can I see your skills?”
The earth trembles.
The black orbs that rise one by one near Urshira cause the refraction of light.
Great magic to the extent of modifying the world’s settings.
The enormous force that collapses the underground space lightly is making the ground itself creak.
“Huuuuu!!!!”
Magical power sucked into Priscilla’s gaping mouth.
In an instant, the magical power concentration in the atmosphere converged to zero.
The powerful suction power to attract even the magnetized mana was truly worthy of the name ‘Witch of Gluttony’.
“Pahaaaaa!!!!”
Pulled to the limit, the condensed mana is amplified.
It is amplified, amplified, and attacks Rinne with enormous firepower that cannot normally exist.
Simple and ignorant, but so powerful that it is lethal.
-Chwaaaaagh!
Rinne rushes towards Priscilla, splitting the gap between them.
Her sword draws a beautiful spiral that cuts through life and death.
The showdown in the underground has begun.
2.
“Okay. After all, it is more appropriate to say that this is a tower rather than a building.”
Lydia arrives at the tallest tower in the city.
She was always intuitive, but Lydia’s intuition never betrayed her expectations.
Heavenly luck, which cannot be explained simply by her personal excellence, has always followed Lydia.
Maybe it’s the mandate given from birth.
“It’s the same as having a dark dungeon underground.”
The underground laboratory, which he reached as he led, had exactly what Lydia had hoped for.
No, maybe it would be more correct to call it a production plant rather than a laboratory?
If an expression other than a factory is attached to a fully mechanized production facility, excluding the minimum number of management personnel, it may be awkward as it is.
– Again and again again
Satisfied with sanitation that was even cleaner than the basement, Lydia made her way through the empty darkness around her.
Lighting that is kept to a minimum, either to save energy or because it is not needed.
Even this is better than that nasty subway.
“Hey…”
Humans have strange beliefs.
It is the belief that the birth of life is sacred and that any technology that interferes with it is blasphemy invading the realm of God.
She honestly had no intention of agreeing with that opinion.
Looking around the inside of the factory, I see…
“You might feel rejected.”
Glass walls on both sides.
On one side, identical bodies are lined up in a culture pot that looks like a huge cylindrical water tank.
Unlike ‘Angel’, which was composed of machines and parts, this one had a real human body.
It’s probably that they cloned witches using biological technology.
And beyond the glass wall on the other side, there is a mechanical body.
The intermediate process connecting them was truly grotesque.
The body with the body is disassembled and only the nerves and brain are extracted.
It was inserted into a mechanical device that was no different from a doll.
It was a blasphemous scene even from the point of view of a non-human witch, but Lydia did not feel any objection.
Physiological reluctance is just an emotional factor that hinders an accurate calculation of gains and losses.
Lydia sets only values.
In the center of the last factory, a witch, who is inferred to be the source of all life creation, is floating in the middle of a huge culture pot.
Among tens of thousands of unfinished witch replicas, the only witch with a ‘real brand’.
It’s probably Angel’s mother.
“Do you want to rip that off first?”
Lydia, who was striding along, soon encountered an intruder.
She was also an obstacle that would inevitably appear since she had made her way to this point.
“This is Witchroid’s production building.”
“The entry of outsiders is subject to immediate disposition.”
It is the archwitch’s weapon, Angel, whom I have seen so much.
But the number is significantly less.
A few thousand at most.
As expected, it must have been because many troops were focused on the homunculus.
“Warning. Please step back immediately.”
Lydia was the last to count.
The opportunity cost of taking out all the blockers here.
Potential revenue that will drop when R&D is carried out by obtaining an angel’s body and an angel sample.
“Hmm, the more samples, the better, right?”
I just think of it as a habit before doing something.
It was an incomparable calculation.
