Chapter 403: The Sexy Demoness (2)
The Crone's True Identity
Siobhan wasn't stupid. As the most gifted member of the McDougal family in a century, she had a deep understanding of magic.
There were only two ways for Hell demons to reach Earth: the Summoning Ritual and the Sacrificial Ritual. However, only minor characters could be called forth this way. A Demon Lord like the Crone couldn't possibly descend to Earth through normal means.
There was only one way for them to manifest: bloodline. Sacrificing a bloodline of the same origin could bring the Demon Lord's true form into the mortal realm.
The ancient Gaelic bloodline could summon the Banshee Queen, which meant...
Siobhan took a step back, her eyes wide with deep disbelief.
The Crone reached out and gently lifted her chin.
"Poor little thing, look how scared you are. It's heartbreaking."
"Your ancestor was so negligent; he forgot such an important detail. The very first Gael was my child, Berand. That naughty little mischief-maker. I raised you with my fiery milk, yet you sided with that heartless man. Waaah, waaah, waaah!!!! Mommy is so sad."
The Crone wiped her eyes, which were completely devoid of tears, then continued:
"However, it is thanks to my lovely little Berand that I have a chance to start over. The Old Gods from the ancient era are all gone. The Earth now is a land without a master."
"Siobhan, my child, submit to me. I will lead you to conquer this land, grant you unimaginable power, and make you the supreme Queen."
"Come, child, let us rule the world together."
Bang!
A fist broke through the air and slammed heavily into that mesmerizing face.
Siobhan gnashed her teeth, her eyes blazing with infinite murderous intent.
"Die, you devil!"
Aaaaahhhhh!!!!
A screeching high-pitched sound erupted around them. Siobhan opened her mouth, unleashing a terrifying Banshee's Wail. The atmosphere surged like ocean waves; every particle of air vibrated at an extremely high frequency.
The sonic attack swept forth with tremendous force.
"My poor child."
The Crone parted her alluring lips. Instantly, the surrounding air became strangely still. The next second, like light piercing darkness or flames breaking through ice, a shriek that ripped through the heavens erupted. The seawater lifted, and the magma turned to dust.
A massive sound vortex—a swirling column of blinding white light—shot forth, destroying the distorted air in front of it and striking Siobhan with world-ending power.
Pfft!
Blood gushed from Siobhan's mouth. In barely a second, hundreds of wounds burst open across her body. Her demon horns were instantly shattered by the sound wave. Her body twisted into a crumpled heap, tumbling backward with the sonic blast, tearing apart countless rocks and soil until she finally came to rest near the edge of the sea.
Looking down from the sky, a perfectly straight corridor, spanning north to south, appeared on the magma-covered island. The rocks and hills on both sides were completely pulverized by the sound wave.
The Crone flapped her wings, looking down from above at the broken figure lying in the dirt.
"Oh, you poor thing. Did Mommy hit you too hard? I should have been gentler."
Siobhan rigidly raised her hand.
Pfft!
Blood spilled from her mouth, and she collapsed, lifelessly.
"Poor child, why oppose your mother? It makes Mommy so sad."
The Crone approached Siobhan and gently stroked her cheek. As strange, deep incantations spread around them, Siobhan's nearly shattered body recovered at a visible rate.
"Don't worry, Mommy won't let you die. You are my last flesh and blood. If you die, who will bear my children?"
"You... you..."
"Don't speak. Mommy knows everything. Mommy will help you fulfill your wish and find the ancient book. Then you can break free from the curse, marry the man you love, and give birth to a pile of plump, white babies—all my descendants!"
Pfft!
Siobhan spat up blood and passed out.
"Weak human!"
The Crone frowned in disgust. "Well, this is fine, too. A world without strong beings is easier to conquer. The Old Gods are all dead; now is my time to rule." She paused, then added,
"I should still find the ancient book first. That book records a soul magic that even a Demon Lord desires. With it, my power can advance even further."
Encounter in Metropolis
Metropolis, Cape Villa.
After a busy day, Linda was enjoying a rare moment of blissful relaxation.
If there was one thing on Earth that satisfied her most, it was undoubtedly food.
Simple ingredients, through a chef's cooking and different seasonings, could transform into various taste sensations. That feeling of happiness was the highest honor for the body.
Since Luke hadn't left the villa for six months, the Kryptonian girl naturally assumed ownership of the Cape Villa.
She wasn't interested in much else, but she had very high demands when it came to food. Her original team of chefs had tripled: Chinese, Japanese, French... chefs of different styles were available. Every day, large quantities of precious ingredients were flown from all over the world to Cape Villa.
This girl was a pure foodie!
Tonight's main courses were French baked snails and Australian lobster sashimi. The sides included lamb chops, matcha cake, fruit salad, desserts, and more. Her appetite was enormous; she ate enough food for the entire team of chefs combined.
In reality, Kryptonians don't need to eat; the yellow sun provides all the energy their bodies require. She simply enjoyed eating.
The servants at the villa were long accustomed to Linda's appetite. They vaguely sensed that this cute-looking but somewhat rebellious CEO was no ordinary person—perhaps a legendary meta-human.
But what did it matter?
Luke paid high salaries, the work wasn't tiring, and they lived in such a beautiful, spacious sea-view villa. It was a job others could only dream of.
It was a moonless, windy night, a beautiful time for the evening.
Just as Linda was enjoying her delightful dinner, a black cloud drifted over the Cape Villa.
Beneath the cloud, a fiery red figure could be faintly discerned, accompanied by a cackling laugh. Everyone—men and women alike—felt a wave of heat in their lower abdomen. Some couldn't withstand it and collapsed to the ground, convulsing.
Boom!
A circular hole tore through the villa roof. A red-faced Linda shot up into the sky, glaring fiercely at the figure above. Her eyesight was excellent, and she instantly saw the Crone's body in full detail.
"Shameless!"
Linda cursed angrily, her face turning even redder. The damned woman wasn't wearing clothes, only a tiny piece of cloth covering her private parts; everything else was exposed.
Shameless, base, indecent...
Remembering those twin globes, high and luscious like basketballs, an unspeakable sourness welled up in her.
They're so huge; doesn't it hurt her neck!
"Who are you? What are you doing here? Wait..." Linda fixed her gaze on the figure dangling in the woman's hand. Her expression changed instantly. "Siobhan! What happened to you? Why are you in her hands?"
Siobhan raised her head, her expression utterly exhausted.
"Run, Linda! Run!"
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