Chapter 179 -179: Our bloodthirsty maid

    Chapter 179 – Our bloodthirsty maid

    The sky split in two.

    It should’ve been magnificent. And it was—blinding, divine and majestic.

    But it was also terrifying.

    Like some massive hand was forcefully stretching the heavens apart, widening the gap with brute will.

    The entire world of Laeh trembled.

    And this time, it wasn’t because Noah had broken reality in some way that benefited him.

    No. This time, the world trembled in agony.

    Inside his realm, Laeh curled into himself—shaking, sweating, barely holding it together. Pain tore through his small divine body like fire.

    He looked up slowly.

    Noah stood before him—calm, steady, eyes like still water.

    “What are you waiting for, my lucky star?” Laeh asked with a weak smile. Even through the agony, he still looked at Noah with awe and respect.

    “Go end this ridiculous battle pretty please.”

    Noah smiled.

    “What I was waiting for just arrived. Sooner than I expected even,” he said, eyes fixed on a glowing screen in front of him.

    “They must’ve had people on the inside. Someone told them what’s really happening.”

    His gaze moved—first to Orien, who was still toying with Lucius, then to Leona, her body half-destroyed in the claws of a draconic beast. And finally, he looked to the sky.

    Descending were beings that radiated divine pressure and ancient might.

    Celestials.

    And dragons.

    “They’ve arrived,” Noah murmured.

    Laeh winced. “And they’re not the only ones.”

    Another screen blinked into view—this one showing beings with blood-red hair and deeper red eyes, eyes with no pupils at all. Vampires.

    Leading them… was a woman.

    A woman who looked just like—

    “Zara’s mother,” Noah said with a faint smirk.

    The battlefield had become pure chaos.

    But that wouldn’t last.

    “It’s time for the demons to enter,” Noah said coolly. “Tell them they can move.”

    Then his voice turned harder.

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    “Elira. Anya. Zara. Alice. Dominique. Lilith.”

    “It’s your turn. Go choose your opponents.”

    He spoke in his mind and began to disappear as space folded into itself and was about to shallow him…

    “Laeh,” he called back, “try not to fall apart.”

    “And you?” Laeh asked, eyes wide, voice trembling.

    “Me?” Noah’s smile sharpened like a blade.

    “I’m going to break our dear Champion’s mind.”

    And then—he vanished.

    But not before dropping a small glowing green sphere.

    It floated down, gentle as a leaf, and the moment it touched Laeh, the pain dulled. His breath came easier. His body relaxed.

    He exhaled.

    “Truly… my lucky star.”

    …

    The arrival of the Celestials and Dragons should have changed the tide.

    But it didn’t.

    Because the moment they touched the battlefield—

    They were blocked.

    …

    High above the clouds, Elira hovered weightlessly.

    Facing her was a red-haired man with dragon horns and massive wings of molten gold.

    His eyes burned with cold fury.

    “Miss Elira,” he said flatly. “Did you really betray us?”

    Elira just smiled, gentle and effortless. “I wouldn’t call it betrayal. I’ve simply found us a better ally.”

    Her tone was calm. Soft. As if a hundred dragons weren’t glaring at her like she’d spat on their ancestors.

    Then her voice hardened. “And if you step into this battlefield as my enemy, as our enemy, Honk… I have to warn you.”

    “My husband is very petty.” Elira said with a small smile.

    Silence.

    Then Honk sneered, “I’ve received orders from the Elders.”

    He said, his voice arrogant and overbearing.

    A pause.

    “We are to kill the one who made you defect. And capture you for trial. You cannot die yet—not until you pass down the Soul Dragon lineage.”

    He grinned.

    It was twisted. Disgusting and lustful.

    “So before you die, you’ll be fucked. Over and over. By every one of our soldiers.”

    He licked his lips.

    “And I’ll be the first to pound your tight little pussy, miss Elira.”

    Elira didn’t respond right away.

    She just looked at him calmly.

    ‘Oh, this guy is so dead,’ Nicolas whispered in her mind while shaking his head in pity for this guy.

    ‘Utterly fucked,’ another soul said, agreeing with Nicolas.

    Then Elira’s expression shifted.

    No more softness. No more smiles.

    Only cold.

    Empty.

    And Dead.

    Then she spoke, slowly but with intensity able to chill their souls.

    “You…”

    “…You are fucking dead.”

    Her vulgar’s side slipped out.

    …

    Elsewhere, the Celestials had their own welcoming committee.

    Dominique and Lilith led their succubi straight into the fray.

    But this fight?

    This wasn’t about brute force.

    It was psychological.

    Seduction. Manipulation. Temptation so thick it suffocated.

    The Celestials had expected a clean battle—a divine clash of fists and light.

    What they got was madness, lust, confusion.

    Their minds shattered before their shields even did.

    And in the center of it all, Dominique laughed, dancing through divine soldiers like a fever dream wrapped in flesh.

    While Lilith watched with an amused smile.

    Anya, meanwhile, had her eyes on one person alone.

    The leader of the Celestials.

    A tall woman with golden hair and eyes that glowed like halos. Nari.

    Nari wasn’t looking at her. Her eyes were locked on Elijah, who was casually beating his own father to a pulp.

    She then smiled, ‘Good.’

    He was safe.

    After all—

    ‘He’s Justicia’s man. If he dies, she’ll ruin us all.’

    Even the thought made her shiver.

    Anya seeing her, tilted her head slightly.

    “Are you ignoring me?” She asked, her voice lighthearted.

    Nari finally looked at her and asked “Who are you?”

    Because she felt something inside her being suppressed. Her bloodline was…

    Afraid.

    Afraid of whatever was hidden inside Anya.

    And that wasn’t normal.

    Anya didn’t answer. She had been waiting for this day for so long.

    She raised a single finger.

    Her completely black eyes gleamed dangerously.

    And with a soft whisper—

    “Destruction Field.”

    The skies cracked.

    The earth below twisted.

    And then?

    Destruction was unleashed.

    …

    Elsewhere on the battlefield…

    Zara and Alice faced off against the vampire army.

    And at its front—

    Morgan.

    She was unfairly beautiful. Tall with thick legs. Her body was just perfectly curvy.

    She Smiled as she looked at Zara, canines glinting under the light.

    “Well, well, well… isn’t this my dear daughter?” she said sweetly.

    Zara said nothing.

    “You’re still alive?” Morgan smiled wide—but confusion sat behind her eyes. “How did that pathetic bastard not kill you that day?”

    Zara stared at her. Then smiled faintly.

    “Hello, Mother. I missed you too.”

    Morgan’s grin widened. “You’ve grown. Not the pitiful brat crying for affection anymore, huh?”

    But her tone dripped with contempt.

    Because to Morgan, Zara was nothing.

    After all she had her while using another one body, hell— she hadn’t even passed down her bloodline to her.

    For her, Zara was a failed experiment. A disposable thing.

    And she treated her like one.

    “So?” Morgan asked, blood beginning to swirl around her, forming weapons and monstrous shapes. “Here for revenge?”

    Zara didn’t flinch.

    “I thought a lot about what I should do with you these past years. What punishment would fit.”

    She smirked.

    “But now that I see your level—SS Rank?”

    She scoffed. “Not so impressive, right?”

    Alice, beside her, smirked.

    Morgan narrowed her eyes. “And you, my dear daughter, are only S-Rank. What gives you the right to mock me?”

    They ignored her.

    Zara cracked her neck. Alice raised her hand.

    “Mother,” Zara said softly.

    “We have decided your fate.”

    “So, brace yourself.”

    “Because soon… you’ll be a maid.”

    Morgan’s smile froze.

    Zara and Alice’s voices echoed in perfect sync:

    “Our maid.”

    “The maid of Vaelgrim.”

    Then—

    “Kneel.” Alice said. sea??h thё N?vel(F)ire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

    “Fear.” Zara whispered.

    And the vampire army—

    Fell.

    Knees crashing into blood-soaked dirt. Bodies trembling. Eyes wide with terror.

    One by one.

    They bowed.

    —End of Chapter 179—