novellhall Chapter 104 Cecilia, Ready for Takeoff
Chapter 104 Cecilia, Ready for Takeoff
Chapter 105 Cecilia, Ready for Takeoff (Transferred) (4k Meow~ Bar)
The moment the enemy revived at full health, even Rhodes held his breath—
A resurrection skill—is this the kind of skill an enemy who has leveled up four times should have?
In his previous life, Heila and Mira died during the hunt for Merrick, so he never had the chance to become his enemy.
But undoubtedly, he felt a significant sense of pressure during this confrontation.
He hadn't felt this exhilarated in a battle in ages, because Sheila was no ordinary person who had just been promoted four times.
Now, after slaughtering a wave of witches, his attribute values have increased significantly, and he possesses so many skills, yet he still can't kill her—
He was now down to just over 40% health, while his opponent was almost at full health.
His eyes darkened, and he raised the [Elf Dragon Sword] once more.
There is no possibility of stopping.
Or rather, time has come, and that's exactly how it is. Even if he had only delayed from the beginning, he would have won.
The outcome is decided.
The enormous crimson tentacles in the sky had begun to disintegrate, indicating that Merrick had deactivated her abilities and was preparing to return to the battlefield.
Indeed, the moment Merrick returned, the battle was over.
Sheila also bit her lip, looking at the strange changes in the sky; she was well aware of the current situation.
Although she won against Rod, it was an dishonorable victory.
Facing a candidate who had almost failed three times in her attempts to advance, it was certainly not a glorious achievement.
And the witch undoubtedly lost this battle.
At this moment, Merrick probably already had that guy torn to shreds, and the next people to die would definitely be her and Mira.
Because Cecilia, no matter what, is a special case. At least compared to trash like them, she would definitely be left until the very end to be killed. But she's different from Mira—
Damn it, damn it—I don't want to die! I still want to make lots of money!
My gold mine, my treasure, and my sister's warm coin-filled bed!
Sheila clenched her teeth, momentarily on the verge of collapse. "Hey, is it really impossible for me to be your maid? I really am a full-time maid, I have a certificate, I graduated from an education institute."
"I beg for mercy, please, spare my life!"
Sheila put on a sincere look, and even took out her crumpled graduation certificate from her pocket and waved it around a couple of times.
"You're saying these things to me after burning me to this state?" Rhodes revealed a bright smile.
"Tsk—wasn't that because you wanted to kill me?"
Sheila gritted her teeth, her eyes finally regaining their fierce resolve, and raised her spear again. No, this guy is impervious to reason—
Her determination to fight to the death grew stronger, and her heart pounded harder.
Rhodes' health was less than half, while she was at full health.
If she can defeat him with the final blow, then there is still a chance for things to turn around.
Because this way, she could quickly finish things off here and leave the battle with her sister.
But she knew that even if she could kill Rhodes with one blow, it would be almost impossible for her to work with her sister to restrain the Duke within a dozen seconds.
Her fingers began to tremble; after facing the threat of death for the first time in a long time, the hunger for desire in her heart grew stronger and stronger.
"How many restrictions are there on the use of your resurrection skill?" Rhodes asked calmly, flicking his elven dragon sword.
"Want to see if I can be resurrected? Too bad, I probably don't even need to be resurrected to kill Lord Rhodes, do I?" As Sheila stared, her body crouched down, gathering power like a snake.
"No, I'm trying to understand your value," Rhodes said slowly. "This skill of yours is giving you a chance to survive."
She is indeed valuable.
A fallen demon that has ascended four times yet possesses the ability to resurrect, and whose mental state appears perfectly normal, is undoubtedly extremely rare.
He would then need to frequently come into contact with the mechanisms of the Fallen Demon Seed in order to ensure that he could safely fuse with the Fallen Demon God's divine seed.
Therefore, taking this mentally sound guy as a test subject is a very good choice.
Not to mention that as their group grew larger and larger, they would eventually need to find a place to settle down.
At least in the short term, the people who need to stay together are at least four: him, Lilith, Ivina, and Felicity.
His apartment simply can't accommodate so many people; he definitely needs to move somewhere else.
So now that we've settled down, we need maids, right? Otherwise, would we really make Lilith serve everyone as a maid? That would be too humiliating for her.
Oh, although Cecilia will basically become a maid after tonight, you can never have too many maids, so every little bit of service is a good thing.
For a moment, Sheila's figure blurred, and she slightly reduced the force in her heels.
She asked hesitantly, "Value—?"
"There are two kinds of witches: one is called an ugly humanoid monster, and the other is a monster like Cecilia who has the value of living."
Sheila instantly understood what Rhodes meant.
She narrowed her eyes and spoke cautiously, "Once a week, while my sister is alive."
"What if she dies while she's still alive?"
"She's dead—I don't know, it might have terrible consequences, at least she won't be able to be resurrected." Sheila shook her head.
"You said you're a professional maid?"
"Um.
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"Okay, I'll hire you."
When Rhodes' last words appeared in the next world, everything froze.
In an instant, the world turned crimson in everyone's eyes, and their brains began to twist as if a sea of blood from hell had appeared.
At the same time, a calm voice rang out: "Death."
boom!
A loud explosion rang out.
That was the witch fighting with a long sword in the corner. In an instant, her body turned into a blood mist and sprayed onto the people around her.
And then.
boom!
Another witch turned into a blood mist.
boom!
Another sound rang out, and yet another figure shattered—
Bang Bang Bang!
Countless chain explosions spread wildly.
At this moment, the entire first floor of the Duke's mansion was hell.
As countless fragments of corpses flew across the ground, all the witches were torn to shreds.
Only three witches survived.
That was Cecilia, Sheila, and Sheila's sister Mira. In an instant, the battle ended.
"What?!" The guard felt a pool of blood smeared on his face. He quickly wiped it off and looked around, only to find that the battle was over.
ha?
It was both shock at the end of the battle and panic at the violent massacre.
They couldn't imagine what they would become if this power were all bestowed upon them.
Apart from the three witches, nearly a hundred witches were wiped out, leaving only the guards, swords still raised, ready to retaliate.
This is not only a siege against witches, but also a massacre of these harmful monsters that threaten the city!
Cecilia, standing on the stage, now understood that defeat was inevitable. Slightly incredulous, she helplessly withdrew her hand.
After all, she won't die no matter what; it just means that she's going to have a few interesting days ahead.
Being enslaved and played with by Rhodes for a few days isn't a big problem, after all, she was indeed a bit too cruel to her sister.
Let's just consider it a long-awaited trip back to serve him and then apologize to my sister.
In any case, no matter how much they try to control her, they are only controlling her temporary "id".
That's what makes Cecilia so terrifying.
She can have a total of twelve clones, corresponding to the twelve directions of the clock.
The number the pointer points to determines which clone her [original form] is.
In other words, Rhodes and the others were only controlling a state of her that was superimposed between her [original body] and [clone].
Unless they capture all twelve of their clones, there is no way they can truly kill her.
Cecilia snapped out of her daze and smiled with delight.
I'm very happy, genuinely happy.
After all, from the very beginning, none of the paths were bad for her.
Because if Rhodes chooses Ivina, then her "original self" can be redeemed, and she can fulfill her early dream.
If Rhodes doesn't choose to put Ivina into suffering, then she can successfully avenge the last time Rhodes killed her.
but----
When Cecilia saw Lilith, her expression darkened again: "It seems this is the end of it, Lilith."
This was the only thing that bothered her: that she hadn't been able to kill Lilith.
It can only be said that Lilith is still a goddess, and Cecilia cannot kill her if she is only defending.
What a pity!
"Boring," Lilith said coolly, maintaining her power output.
Meanwhile, Merrick had already returned to the ground.
She walked slowly behind Sheila and hooked her fingers around her shoulder.
At this moment, her body had returned to its withered, elfin form, but her eyeliner remained long and narrow, exuding an air of arrogance.
At the same time, Merrick reached out and clamped a special iron handcuff around Sheila's neck.
"hiss."
Sheila felt the heaviness in her neck, her body swayed slightly, and then a hint of panic appeared in her eyes.
Oh no, my power has been sealed—I'm truly a prisoner now.
"You can have your fun with this yourself." Merrick said casually, tossing another pair of handcuffs far away at Mira's feet. "Put them on."
Mira froze. Cowardly as a mouse, she couldn't withstand the intimidation and quickly bent down to pick up the cuffs and handcuff herself. "Okay, okay!"
After watching the enemy being subdued, Horenad sheathed his longsword.
He glanced at his mansion, now reduced to ashes, and his feelings were indescribable.
Tonight, most of the nobles are destined to stay out.
He took a deep breath and calmly said, "All guards, take the wounded to receive treatment and clean up the area."
"yes!"
The wounded were all carried away, and the situation finally stabilized.
Tonight's surprise attack by the Demon Association was truly unexpected.
First came the powerful coercion, then the appearance of a stronger being beyond their control, followed by a chaotic massacre.
However, overall, the number of their brothers who died was still kept within a manageable range.
As Horena relaxed, his eyes also fell on Cecilia, who was standing on the stage in a gorgeous dress. Or rather, everyone was looking at Cecilia.
Cecilia was slightly taken aback. "Why are you looking at me?"
"Oh, I surrender."
She raised her hands.
[In the flowerbed]
The Duke had gone off to deal with the problems of the nobility, so only familiar faces remained.
Roya and the other members of the Junior Association, along with three members of the Magic Association and Merrick.
Merrick lay down on the chaise lounge where Ivina often slept, swaying leisurely, while Lilith and Felicity sat around the dining table that had been used for meals before.
At this moment, Roya held Ivina's hand and faced Cecilia.
As Cecilia knelt on the ground, revealing a gentle smile, her hands and neck were bound by iron shackles.
But at this moment, her slender waist stood straight, the natural curve of her spine supporting her chest, and Zhao Pang remained beautiful without changing her expression.
The two members of the Magic Association stood silently behind Cecilia, keeping a safe distance for fear of being caught in the crossfire.
:
They're completely defenseless right now, so of course they have to be careful—
All I can say is, Cecilia, good luck to you. We've already found good jobs.
"Little sister, are you really willing to make me kneel like this forever?" Cecilia chuckled softly.
Ivina bit her lip, her eyes darkening.
After she felt her own knees ache, she knew that Cecilia was deliberately transmitting her perception.
These shared feelings are generally only transmitted to the other person if there is no intentional transmission. Only strong feelings will be forced to be transmitted to the other person. However, if one party intentionally transmits the feelings, even the tactile sensation of touching something will be shared.
can.
Ivina's hand still swung wildly, and slap!
A loud noise was heard.
In an instant, Cecilia's cheek was slapped open by the powerful slap.
Moreover, because the power of the Qi Demon Seed was sealed, blood vessels instantly appeared on her snow-white skin.
Once Ivina felt the pain in her palm, her terrible and angry emotions subsided slightly.
"It seems you're too ashamed to even try to empathize with me."
"Yes, this is the punishment I deserve." Cecilia dismissed the question, appearing indifferent.
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Upon hearing this, Ivina pursed her lips, her hands clenched into fists that began to tremble, yet she couldn't utter a single word—
Hatred for Cecilia?
Of course there are.
Cecilia defiled her emotions, brutally trampled on her vulnerability, and transformed her into a "vicious" character in Rhodes' eyes in a short period of time.
How could she not hate?
However, she always had mixed feelings towards Cecilia.
She didn't want Cecilia to exist, yet she spent the most desperate period of her childhood because of Cecilia.
She had her feelings violated by Cecilia, but she was able to gain those feelings in the first place because of Cecilia.
So in the end, she couldn't say anything at all.
The one who's wrong is Cecilia—and it's her too, so what's there to say?
Moreover, no matter how much Cecilia is punished, the stinging pain will eventually reach oneself.
"Roya, you can handle the rest—I want to rest." Ivina pulled away from the interface and took two weary steps back.
Rhodes understood Ivina's predicament, so he responded softly, "Mm."
Then his gaze fell on Cecilia, and he said disdainfully, "Minimize your perception sharing. If Ivina is unwilling, I'll take over."
"Cecilia—you are about to be disciplined."
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