The Warden of the Witches Chapter 202

 Chapter 202 - Fruits of Victory

The sudden ambush caught not only the battle Nun by surprise, but also the three Witches present.

With the terrifying strength of the Chimera, Nawei's neck was snapped in an instant.

Even as her consciousness faded into darkness, she still couldn't grasp what had happened.

After all, she had never considered the possibility of Father Bales attacking her. This wasn't due to trust or carelessness, but rather an objective reality: offspring born under the power of "reproduction" could not rebel against the will of the parent body.

The power of "reproduction" immediately activated, and Nawei's body began to swell again, preparing to transfer the fatal injury on her neck to a stillborn fetus by creating a new body through mitosis.

However, this time, Father Bales, fully prepared, grabbed Nawei's head and slammed it into the ground. In an instant, the three Witches heard the sound of her skull shattering.

The full-force slam by the four-meter-tall chimera had the destructive power equivalent to a tank's crushing weight; even a steel helmet might not have withstood it.

Nawei's head was instantly deformed, and brain matter mixed with blood splattered out, painting a ghastly picture on the sunlit ground, signifying the complete death of her body.

From snapping her neck to smashing her head, Father Bales executed the actions seamlessly. Clearly, he knew that Nawei could heal herself by utilizing "reproduction," so he never gave her the chance.

Qimora and Lamia looked at each other, unable to comprehend the situation for a moment.

Then, Father Bales began slaughtering the battle nuns who had gone insane under the influence of Lamia's divine words, showing no mercy as he snapped their necks one by one.

Finally, after everything was over, Father Bales glanced warily at the Witches, and with a mocking tone, said, "Hmph, seeing you struggle so much, you deserved it. This is what happens when cleverness backfires, Qimora."

Qimora and the others were initially stunned. Qimora was the first to react, "Could it be, you are Priscilla?"

The tone of "Father" sounded familiar, and in Qimora's memory, the only acquaintance capable of possessing others' bodies like this was Priscilla.

The chimera didn't respond, which was a silent confirmation.

Hasbinis flew down, circling the chimera with a mixture of suspicion and curiosity, "You swapped bodies with this monster?"

Priscilla responded irritably, "If I hadn't swapped bodies with him, how else could I have killed Nawei? If I hadn't arrived in time, you traitors would have already been running for your lives."

"You took this body, meaning you've already captured the Father?" Lamia slowly approached.

"Of course. Since you thoughtfully offered us this weak target, how could we not meet your expectations?" Priscilla words were still laced with sarcasm. "But you, risking everything to confront this tough nut, truly touching."

"And what about that?"

Qimora pointed at Aiden's corpse lying not far away. The body was severely twisted and deformed, unmistakably dead beyond any normal feigned death.

Before Priscilla could answer, Lamia had already approached, sniffing Aiden's body carefully with her tongue flickering. She concluded, "I see, it's a replica made using the power of 'reproduction'."

Priscilla nodded silently.

This was Aiden's plan: to have Priscilla disguise herself as the Father and ambush Nawei. Because of the bloodline of the "reproduction" authority, Nawei would never expect Father Bales to kill her. Additionally, Priscilla, skilled in mental spells, could hypnotically "write" the intent to kill the nun deep into the subconscious, even if she was in a body bearing Nawei's bloodline.

Not only that, Aiden also asked the Father to use the power of "reproduction" to create a replica of his own body to pose as a corpse, allowing Priscilla to deceive Nawei into letting her guard down.

Through magic, Priscilla had already seen how Nawei used mitosis to avoid fatal injuries. Combined with the intelligence Father Bales had provided earlier, Priscilla was able to kill Nawei so smoothly.

"Where is he now?" Qimora asked.

"Probably with Nawei's true heir," Priscilla replied.

Qimora immediately understood what was going on.

Father Bales had been defeated by Aiden Galord, and his body was handed over to Priscilla. And Priscilla move to kill Nawei must have been at Aiden's direction.

Aiden likely did this not to save them, given they had recently tried to deceive their new ally.

Now that he had located Nawei's true heir—most likely through information extracted from Father Bales—it showed he was confident in eliminating Nawei.

He had two option: one was to kill the heir on the spot, and then have Priscilla attack Nawei immediately afterward. The second was to control the heir, wait for Priscilla to kill Nawei, and then deal with the heir.

It was probably the latter — Qimora quickly concluded.

There was no need to overthink it. Now that Nawei was dead and Aiden hadn't shown up, it clearly indicated this. If he had a choice, he wouldn't let the remains of the divine Nawei fall into the hands of the witches' coven.

Lamia realized this as well. She approached Nawei's corpse, whose head was now a bloody pulp, and attempted to use necromancy to extract the divinity. But she sensed nothing in the end.

Nawei had used the power of "Inheritance," transferring her divinity and powers to her heir. In other words, the final victory had fallen into Aiden Galord hands. However, Aiden might not share it with them. They needed to find that boy through Priscilla immediately!

Hasbinis couldn't contain herself and asked Priscilla, "Take us to find him quickly!"

"Take you where? I was instructed to act separately from them. How would I know where they've gone?" Priscilla folded her arms.

"Then you must have some way to reunite with them, right?" Hasbinis was getting anxious.

"He said if he doesn't come looking for me today, I should return to the prison on my own," Priscilla replied.

The three Witches were all a bit surprised—this man actually trusted a prisoner to act independently after swapping bodies?

"You're not seriously planning to follow through with that, are you?" Hasbinis eyed Priscilla suspiciously.

"Of course. Is there a problem?" Priscilla responded quite calmly.

The sudden ambush caught not only the battle Nun by surprise, but also the three Witches present.

With the terrifying strength of the Chimera, Nawei's neck was snapped in an instant.

Even as her consciousness faded into darkness, she still couldn't grasp what had happened.

After all, she had never considered the possibility of Father Bales attacking her. This wasn't due to trust or carelessness, but rather an objective reality: offspring born under the power of "reproduction" could not rebel against the will of the parent body.

The power of "reproduction" immediately activated, and Nawei's body began to swell again, preparing to transfer the fatal injury on her neck to a stillborn fetus by creating a new body through mitosis.

However, this time, Father Bales, fully prepared, grabbed Nawei's head and slammed it into the ground. In an instant, the three Witches heard the sound of her skull shattering.

The full-force slam by the four-meter-tall chimera had the destructive power equivalent to a tank's crushing weight; even a steel helmet might not have withstood it.

Nawei's head was instantly deformed, and brain matter mixed with blood splattered out, painting a ghastly picture on the sunlit ground, signifying the complete death of her body.

From snapping her neck to smashing her head, Father Bales executed the actions seamlessly. Clearly, he knew that Nawei could heal herself by utilizing "reproduction," so he never gave her the chance.

Qimora and Lamia looked at each other, unable to comprehend the situation for a moment.

Then, Father Bales began slaughtering the battle nuns who had gone insane under the influence of Lamia's divine words, showing no mercy as he snapped their necks one by one.

Finally, after everything was over, Father Bales glanced warily at the Witches, and with a mocking tone, said, "Hmph, seeing you struggle so much, you deserved it. This is what happens when cleverness backfires, Qimora."

Qimora and the others were initially stunned. Qimora was the first to react, "Could it be, you are Priscilla?"

The tone of "Father" sounded familiar, and in Qimora's memory, the only acquaintance capable of possessing others' bodies like this was Priscilla.

The chimera didn't respond, which was a silent confirmation.

Hasbinis flew down, circling the chimera with a mixture of suspicion and curiosity, "You swapped bodies with this monster?"

Priscilla responded irritably, "If I hadn't swapped bodies with him, how else could I have killed Nawei? If I hadn't arrived in time, you traitors would have already been running for your lives."

"You took this body, meaning you've already captured the Father?" Lamia slowly approached.

"Of course. Since you thoughtfully offered us this weak target, how could we not meet your expectations?" Priscilla words were still laced with sarcasm. "But you, risking everything to confront this tough nut, truly touching."

"And what about that?"

Qimora pointed at Aiden's corpse lying not far away. The body was severely twisted and deformed, unmistakably dead beyond any normal feigned death.

Before Priscilla could answer, Lamia had already approached, sniffing Aiden's body carefully with her tongue flickering. She concluded, "I see, it's a replica made using the power of 'reproduction'."

Priscilla nodded silently.

This was Aiden's plan: to have Priscilla disguise herself as the Father and ambush Nawei. Because of the bloodline of the "reproduction" authority, Nawei would never expect Father Bales to kill her. Additionally, Priscilla, skilled in mental spells, could hypnotically "write" the intent to kill the nun deep into the subconscious, even if she was in a body bearing Nawei's bloodline.

Not only that, Aiden also asked the Father to use the power of "reproduction" to create a replica of his own body to pose as a corpse, allowing Priscilla to deceive Nawei into letting her guard down.

Through magic, Priscilla had already seen how Nawei used mitosis to avoid fatal injuries. Combined with the intelligence Father Bales had provided earlier, Priscilla was able to kill Nawei so smoothly.

"Where is he now?" Qimora asked.

"Probably with Nawei's true heir," Priscilla replied.

Qimora immediately understood what was going on.

Father Bales had been defeated by Aiden Galord, and his body was handed over to Priscilla. And Priscilla move to kill Nawei must have been at Aiden's direction.

Aiden likely did this not to save them, given they had recently tried to deceive their new ally.

Now that he had located Nawei's true heir—most likely through information extracted from Father Bales—it showed he was confident in eliminating Nawei.

He had two option: one was to kill the heir on the spot, and then have Priscilla attack Nawei immediately afterward. The second was to control the heir, wait for Priscilla to kill Nawei, and then deal with the heir.

It was probably the latter — Qimora quickly concluded.

There was no need to overthink it. Now that Nawei was dead and Aiden hadn't shown up, it clearly indicated this. If he had a choice, he wouldn't let the remains of the divine Nawei fall into the hands of the witches' coven.

Lamia realized this as well. She approached Nawei's corpse, whose head was now a bloody pulp, and attempted to use necromancy to extract the divinity. But she sensed nothing in the end.

Nawei had used the power of "Inheritance," transferring her divinity and powers to her heir. In other words, the final victory had fallen into Aiden Galord hands. However, Aiden might not share it with them. They needed to find that boy through Priscilla immediately!

Hasbinis couldn't contain herself and asked Priscilla, "Take us to find him quickly!"

"Take you where? I was instructed to act separately from them. How would I know where they've gone?" Priscilla folded her arms.

"Then you must have some way to reunite with them, right?" Hasbinis was getting anxious.

"He said if he doesn't come looking for me today, I should return to the prison on my own," Priscilla replied.

The three Witches were all a bit surprised—this man actually trusted a prisoner to act independently after swapping bodies?

"You're not seriously planning to follow through with that, are you?" Hasbinis eyed Priscilla suspiciously.

"Of course. Is there a problem?" Priscilla responded quite calmly.